Looking at the expression on the face of the Multi-Eyed Demon Lord before his death, Ariel saw an extreme sense of resentment.

Even the falling snowflakes seemed as if the heavens were mourning for them.

Alyssalonian spoke calmly:

"The Multi-Eyed Demon Lord was a worthy opponent. It is truly regrettable that such a brilliant demon strategist met his end at Falling Eye Slope."

The strength of the Multi-Eyed Demon Lord has never been in combat power.

Rather, it lies in its strategies and command.

This kind of guy is giving Alyssa a real headache.

The eldest princess paused for a moment, then tried to put herself in the other person's shoes.

If her own fate were to end like that of the Multi-Eyed Demon Lord, dying hastily in an inconspicuous place, would she truly be content?

For some reason, Ariel felt a sense of shared sorrow, perhaps this was the mutual respect between the strong.

Aili Xier felt a dryness in her throat and a sense of loss.

She wasn't as happy as she had imagined when the Many-Eyed Demon Lord died.

It was such a pity that such a pillar of the demon race died in such an inconspicuous little place.

Alyssalonian's lips twitched slightly:

"Where did the 20-strong army that appeared at Luoyanpo come from?"

The sudden appearance of 20 troops on the border of the Griffin Empire would surely make anyone wary.

Moreover, the moment that army appeared, it killed the Multi-Eyed Demon Lord.

If an army of 20 men cannot gather supplies, they will resort to burning, killing, and looting on the border.

Even someone as resourceful as the First Princess would probably be sweating bullets by now!

Princess Ariel watched the scout reporting.

The scout felt himself sweating profusely. Not daring to be negligent, he could only stammer as he answered:

"I...I don't know. That army seemed to appear out of nowhere in the Eye of Fear."

"Don't you know? I spend fifty to sixty million gold coins every year to support you intelligence agents, and this is how you work for me?"

The scouts immediately fell silent, not daring to utter a sound.

The eldest princess, Ariel, rubbed her temples wearily and said slowly:

"Alright, you can go now!"

At this moment, the old Imperial general, Ersson, who was smoking a pipe, spoke up:

"Is it possible that soldiers from the two human empires in northern Siberia, the Ottoman Empire and the Arthas Empire, ambushed the Multi-Eyed Demon Lord?"

Alyssalonian pondered for a moment, then spoke:

"It's unlikely. Three years ago, the million-strong allied army of the Arthas Empire and the Ottoman Empire was wiped out by the Calamity Witch on the Siberian Plateau."

"Having lost a large number of troops, these two countries were even unable to resist the southward-moving demons and surrendered."

"They've now pledged allegiance to the demons, how could they possibly betray their master?"

"Is it possible that it was done by someone from the Vatican?"

Princess Ariel sneered and said calmly:

"The Papacy is eager for our Griffin Empire to be destroyed, and has even directed several vassal states to wage war against us. Do you think they would help us?"

Allies stretched and said casually:

"How ironic! The main force resisting the demons should be the Holy See, but in the end, it's our Griffin Empire that's resisting the demons..."

Princess Ariel clenched her fists and said calmly:

"The neighboring human kingdoms have even started wars against us. If I weren't tied up, I would have wiped out all those damned elves, dwarves, orcs, and the neighboring kingdoms!"

The bearded, veteran Imperial General El-Jonson took a puff of his pipe and spoke calmly:

"Your Majesty, I have a plan. Would you be willing to hear it?"

"Oh, tell me about it."

The veteran general of the Empire, El-Jonsen, walked to the entrance of the tent, exhaled a puff of smoke, the smoke mingling with the wind and snow, creating a unique kind of beauty. He then said calmly:

"Since my Griffin Empire and the Demon Clan have been locked in a stalemate for many years, neither of us can do anything to the other."

"Moreover, the surrounding small countries have repeatedly challenged the authority of my Griffin Empire."

"If Your Highness wishes to deal with them, we now have two options in mind."

The eldest princess nodded and said:

"I know, it's nothing more than taking advantage of the death of the Multi-Eyed Demon Lord to launch a full-scale counterattack against the demon race. Right now, the demon race has no one who can command a large army in battle, this is a golden opportunity that comes once in a lifetime."

"The second method is to sign a non-aggression pact with the demons. Now that the Multi-Eyed Demon Lord is dead, the demons certainly have no reason to refuse if a pact is to be signed."

"This way we can free up our resources to deal with those small neighboring countries that keep provoking us."

Imperial veteran El-Jonson shook his head:

"No, Your Highness, my plan is much more radical than yours."

"One option is to launch a full-scale offensive and drive the demons straight back to their homeland in the far north."

"Another method is to make peace with the demons, sign a passage agreement with them, and use one enemy to devour another!"

Princess Ariel narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly:

"You mean you want the demons to use my Griffin Empire as a route to directly attack the Papacy and its vassal states?"

"This method does sound quite appropriate, but the risk is too high. We cannot guarantee that the demons won't break the treaty, re-enter our territory, and suddenly launch an attack on our Griffin Empire!"

"Your Highness is right. This is merely my suggestion, for your consideration only."

"This plan can save our country a lot of military spending, and I think the demons will most likely not refuse it, after all, we have been at odds with them for so long."

The proposal put forward by the veteran of the Empire, El-Jonson, was indeed tempting.

If they were to sign a treaty with the demon race, their Griffin Empire could save at least half of its annual military expenditure.

This will greatly reduce the logistical burden.

Ariel was indeed somewhat tempted by the proposal put forward by the veteran of the Empire.

However, this plan was indeed quite risky. She always felt that relying on others was not as good as relying on herself. It would be safer to defeat the demons first and then deal with the surrounding countries.

However, the sight of an army of 20 made Princess Arihiel frown and ponder:

"What are your thoughts on the 20 troops that suddenly appeared at the front lines?"

But the sudden appearance of a 20-strong human army on the front lines made the eldest princess, Arihiel, feel uneasy.

A person like her would naturally not tolerate a human army not under her control roaming the border.

At this moment, the veteran general of the Empire, El-Jonson, spoke up:

"Your Highness, this old minister has something to say, but I don't know if I should."

Alyssalonian seemed to have guessed something, and her expression darkened as she said:

"explain!"

"This old minister suspects that His Majesty might have personally led an army of 200,000 men on the expedition?"

"After all, only His Majesty could mobilize 20 troops to the front lines and evade our detection."

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