"I was your sister before, and I am still your sister now. It just so happens that I have prepared a banquet in the castle, come and join us." Rebecca's tone was a little gentler, "Your soldiers and servants, these people's accommodation and meals, your sister will take care of it!"

"Generous."

Field gave a thumbs up.

"Dinner is settled." Asina breathed a sigh of relief. Everything else can be discussed, but eating cannot be sloppy.

Everyone came to the Bull Castle, which is now occupied by the Hill family. The residential houses around the castle finally have a fire. Many people have no houses and can only sleep in dirty alleys, enduring the torture of mosquitoes. Field can even vaguely hear the crying coming from all over.

Today's Bull Territory is not even half as prosperous as the Night Territory.

Fortunately, the laughter from the castle in the distance diluted the sad atmosphere.

"Field, I want to introduce you to a patriot, a true female knight." Rebecca pointed to the castle stables and proudly puffed out her chest. "They wrote to me not long ago, but I didn't expect them to arrive today. She will definitely surprise you."

Following the direction of his finger, Field saw the grooms leading high-end white war horses to the stables.

"Isn't it Miss Shirley?"

Field drooped his eyelids and said speechlessly: "She and her Survey Corps are coming to the Northern Province to investigate the corpses again?"

"Do you know Miss Shirley?" Rebecca was shocked.

"Of course, we often exchange letters. Don't forget, my territory is in the Night Territory."

While speaking, Field came to the gate of the castle.

The drawbridge slowly lowered, and Field saw the castle filled with bright flowers and flags at a glance. These decorations are generally used to welcome guests.

"It seems that I have benefited from Shirley's glory today."

After entering the castle, Field couldn't help but sigh that even a small family has considerable wealth and heritage.

The Bull Castle, which he had robbed several times, was re-hung with large pieces of silk and huge family flags on the walls. Oil paintings, porcelain and high-end weapon ornaments decorated the Bull Castle in an exquisite way.

The servants of the castle kept coming in and out, delivering delicious food and wine to the living room.

"Long time no see, Mr. Field." Shirley took the initiative to greet him. She was still the same. She was obviously a girl, but she always had a mature feeling of worrying about the country and the people. "I really didn't expect to meet you in advance. I believe this is the arrangement of the goddess of fate."

"It may also be the goddess of luck."

Field performed an impeccable noble etiquette. Chatting with nobles always goes around in circles, with complex and obscure words, but this is a necessary rhetoric.

"Hello, Field. My lady has been talking about you since we parted last time."

Sherry's Chosen One, Valteri, hurried over, hunched over his waist and laughed simply: "I am now a third-level Chosen One. Isn't that amazing!"

"It's only been a few months. You are worthy of being the Chosen One of the Gasina family."

With the most prosperous pieces of land in the family, it is not difficult for Shirley to get a third-level Chosen One.

Field smiled and said, "Miss Shirley, are you going to continue to scout the northern provinces this time?"

"Alas, I want to, but there are more urgent things to do. The empire is about to go to war again." A sense of depression surged up her eyebrows. Shirley sighed and handed over the summons, "This is for you, Mr. Field. Her Majesty the Queen has appointed you to participate in the war, and your father has agreed."

"Her Majesty the Queen appointed me?"

Field was shocked.

When did he have such great ability that Her Majesty the Queen appointed him.

Did he use his military merits to exchange for fortresses, which touched the empress's reverse scale?

Generally speaking, the empire strictly abides by the principle of "the vassal of my vassal is not my vassal", and it would not be so strange to ask a small country baron to join the war.

With a puzzled mood, Field opened the summons and saw that his expression was instantly distorted:

Baron of Night, appointed as the deputy commander of the Third Legion of the Right Vanguard of the Rebellion Suppression Corps.

Please provide the corresponding number of infantry according to the principle of one soldier for every ten people in the territory. According to the baron's title, provide 20 fully armored cavalry to participate in the war.

According to the size of Night Territory and the subsidy level of border fortresses.

Please ask Baron of Night Territory, Mr. Field, to provide the following materials free of charge:

Military pay (the wages of the imperial legion and mercenaries are shared by all nobles), military rations (discounted) and overdue taxes (Night Territory has not paid taxes) 167,000 gold coins, 100 pieces of iron armor, 500 war horses. 100 first-level magic cores.

Please, Mr. Field, do not forget the grace of the Empire and the Queen, and lead the army in person! Arrive at the agreed meeting place on the first Friday in two months.The place is right. If there is any delay, it will be dealt with according to the laws of the Empire!

"Okay, okay, okay, Her Majesty, you are in trouble."

Field's mood at this moment can no longer be described as exploding on the spot. He now wants to return to the territory immediately, take down the imperial flag and throw it into the cesspool, and immediately declare himself emperor.

Then he rushes into the palace and blasts the Queen's defeat animation! While tying her up and whipping her, he asks her what one thousand minus seven is.

"Kacha~"

Because he used too much force, he crumpled the summons into a ball, and his knuckles cracked.

With his chest heaving violently, Field couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

Still grace? He didn't get half of the Queen's subsidy at all, but he had to draw one out of ten. With the population size of Night's Territory, the Queen had to provide 600 infantry and 20 cavalry! The materials are converted into 200,000 gold coins, which is the income of Night's Territory for four months, not counting the expenses!

Not only do they provide soldiers for free, but they also have to give money to the Queen. What's even more disgusting is that the deputy commander of the mercenaries? This is definitely cannon fodder!

"How many dishes, you drink like this." Field let out a long breath and asked a soul-searching question.

I am a small night leader, what is the virtue and ability.

"Why do you have this expression? Her Majesty must have her intentions. This is also the first to be proposed by the Chief Minister."

Seeing Field's anger, Shirley not only did not comfort him, but was very dissatisfied. She put her hands on her waist and blamed: "Besides, letting you go to the battlefield is an opportunity for you to make merit and gain glory. How many people dream of it."

"Give it to you, and I will be eaten by the rotten corpse. There is no such person. Who is Field? I really don't know him."

Field grabbed Shirley's hand and stuffed it back desperately.

"These are really not many. Let's just talk about the Chosen Ones, gold coins and cavalry." Shirley glanced casually and answered proudly, "The Gasina family has provided a full 2,000 cavalry! Three Chosen Ones, 5 million gold coins. The Queen personally praised our family's loyalty at the Imperial Conference."

"Six."

Field smiled broadly and raised two thumbs: "It has to be you."

"Yes, yes, my brother and I will lead all the strength of the family to participate in the battle." Rebecca was also full of fighting spirit.

"There are also masters!" Field couldn't hold it anymore.