After knowing the news, Poperas could not wait to fly to Lord Railton's station, pull his neck and ask him if he was an old fool or his brain was full of shit. If not, how could he hand over an entire army? For that ignorant dandy, are you planning to make fun of the kingdom or to make yourself happy? Popelas managed to restrain himself. Firstly, he had a reason not to act rashly. After all, the Demon King had warned him not to interfere in the demon lord's affairs. Secondly, his own affairs were piled up, and he really had no time and no time. Use that energy to mind other people's business. Fortunately, there is a military affairs meeting in the afternoon. This is probably the last strategic meeting before the army launches. All the military generals on the list will be present. It is just a good opportunity to contact Lancelot and persuade him. He gave up this ridiculous idea, and he had fulfilled his obligations as an elder. But he also felt unbelievable. What happened to the demons? Logically speaking, they should know the temper of this playboy better than himself. How could they let him do whatever he wanted at this time? I can¡¯t understand, I can¡¯t understand. In fact, this is a good thing for Poperas, because his impression of Lance is only based on the rumors he has come into contact with. Even if Lord Railton mentioned it himself, he would not talk about his son to death. The downside is that most of the other people who know the truth will give the demon lord some face, saying that Lance is a romantic and playful person. As a young man, there is nothing wrong with these things. However, when Second Highness Leonard received this news, he really vomited blood. He thought that his bad relationship with Lance had been severed when he brought him to the Lord's Castle that day, but Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, because this pimping and gossiping boy is now entangled with him again. At that time, Leonard was signing his name on the list of participants, but he could hear the voice of the God of Plague far behind him. He broke out in hives all over his body. When he looked back, he saw Lance's figure. "Why did you appear here?" Leonard was so surprised that he didn't care about his own image at all. You know. Not everyone can come here, there is only one reason for being here! ¡ª¡ªIs this guy also planning to go on an expedition with the army? Before Leonard could calm down, Lance had already approached him with a familiar look on his face and grabbed Leonard's hand. If he hadn't known that this guy was a habitual offender of seducing women, Leonard would have even begun to doubt him. The other party's orientation was a problem. Lance said excitedly: "Your Highness. We meet again. Fortunately, I see you here. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do. The old man at home asked me to come. Although he said that just standing in the rear is enough to gain qualifications for leading soldiers, but you see, I have never been on the battlefield, so it is great to have an acquaintance like me to take care of me." Leonard heard this. The old blood spurts out, what does it mean to be like you? ¡°My military exploits are real. He didn't get it by mixing his seniority, but Leonard also knew why Lance came here. It turned out to be Railton's arrangement. Indeed, after the devil had already had a tough battle and suffered heavy losses. It is unlikely that they will go up and fight for their lives. According to what Lance said, it is indeed a good opportunity to gild. It sounds like they are going to the battlefield to deal with the terrifying demon wolf, but in fact they are just standing and watching from a distance, shit. Nothing happened. Thinking of this, Leonard was no longer surprised by Lance's suddenness, and his face once again showed the calmness of His Highness the Prince. He smiled and said, "Cousin Lancelot, but this time, cousin, I have to go to the front line. It's better for you to stay in a safe place at the rear." Even if Leonard's words are harsh, it still makes people uncomfortable. Sensing the malice in it, Lance, who was very nervous in front of Leonard, naturally pretended not to hear the dismissive meaning in his words, and asked nervously: "So is the front line in danger?" Seeing Lance shrinking , Leonard felt happy. But on his face, he pretended to be lamenting and threatening: "To tell you the truth, Uncle Railton's previous injuries were caused by his battle with Fenrir, the wolf of disaster. Although the demon lord is extremely powerful, the opponent is Demigod. If you're not careful" Leonard did not continue, because he knew that leaving a hint and letting Lance think for himself would be more effective than telling the whole story. Sure enough, the dude in front of him was obviously shaken: "It's so dangerous, forget it, why don't we go? By the way, Your Highness, I recently found a very good place, let's just go How about spending some money?¡± All the calmness and confidence on Leonard¡¯s face disappeared, but Lance¡¯s words were still shouted loudly, for fear that others would not know the same thing, but what would you do, a playboy? Do you think others don¡¯t know about the occasion? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?With countless eyes around him focused on him, Leonard really felt like he wanted to cry without tears. If he regarded himself as someone like Lance, then the image he had worked so hard to cultivate would be ruined. Now he quickly drew a clear line with Lance and said righteously: "Cousin Lancelot, why are you so unwilling to make progress? Uncle Railton arranged this for your own good. How can you hold back just because of fear? Hey "You disappoint me so much." After saying this, Leonard flew away and found a seat away from Lance in the conference hall, leaving Lance alone. people visit. Such a new face is easy to attract attention, but the evaluation of Lance is usually a monotonous cycle. For example: "Who is that guy standing there? He looks pretty unfamiliar." "Oh, that's the son of Demon Lord Railton." "Is it Victor Igusas? But it doesn't look like it. Ah, don¡¯t you think he looks like the old lord?¡± Because they are both from the military department and have a certain affinity with Gil, it can be recognized that Lance obviously does not meet Gil¡¯s cold, arrogant and capable image standards. "It's not the eldest son, it's the third son." "The third son? Is he that ignorant playboy What's he doing here?" "Oh, I heard he's here for gold plating." "Oh" Question The two sides looked at each other understandingly, and nothing happened next. Who would pay attention to a guy who is not worth mentioning at all? After all, for the rest of them, the next battle is real. But without a good life and father like the eldest young master, they have to earn military merit on their own. For this reason, after Lance experienced a period of attention from everyone, no one even glanced at her anymore. He was a dispensable soy sauce character throughout the meeting. When it came time to allocate task indicators, the Demon Legion, which had always been the main vanguard, was indeed placed on the list of backups this time. This once again confirmed the fact that Lance was here to gain qualifications, so no one was even more interested in Lan. Si feels it. After all, this is an army where strength is king, and no one will be interested in a dandy. Even Popelas, who originally wanted to persuade Lance, simply gave up after seeing such a result. It turned out that Lei This was what Dun had in mind. Forget it, let him go. Just like Lance, he came laughing and joking, and he left feeling refreshed, because according to the general who unfortunately sat next to him, this guy was not awake during normal meetings. After the meeting was announced to be adjourned, this guy changed his mind. He was the first to rush out of the conference room with a desperate look on his face, still talking about where he was going to find the flower girl tonight. No one has expectations for Lance, and no one will pay attention to him. And Lance is also satisfied with this result. After leisurely riding the dragon carriage back to the mansion where the demon lord lived, Lance even hummed a light song. Ignoring the surprised looks of others, Lance walked straight into the meeting hall, where it looked like the first half of the military headquarters. There were also many generals with tiger-backed and wolf-like bodies gathered at the sergeant meeting hall, but the only difference was that these people were all demons. Lance walked in. No one said hello to him, but he didn't mind. He said casually: "It's exactly what I thought. The area we are responsible for is backup." "It should be the Demon King and the military who saw us this time. The loss is too great, I don¡¯t want to further increase the burden on the devil.¡± The one who spoke was Bart, who had been following Lord Railton for many years. He was a little unsure whether the Lance in front of him was still the playboy and prodigal he knew well. His smile was still cynical, but Bart had to admit that he couldn't see through him. Although many people still didn't want to admit it, just gathering them here to obey orders was not something ordinary people could do. "Yes, although being slighted may make people feel uncomfortable, this is the best opportunity for us to take action. You are the ones who have experienced that battle. You know that the demon wolf is by no means that easy to deal with, so let those guys Go ahead and use up some of Fenrir's energy for us." "Hey, boy, don't act like you are giving orders from above. We are not your subordinates." "Yes, I know this very well, but you guys. Don't forget that we have the same purpose, which is to avenge my father and your lords, and to avenge the soldiers who died on the battlefield and make the dark elves and vampires pay the price for using conspiracy and tricks to avoid punishment. , and we need to wash away our shame. Only by truly killing that wolf can we prove that we demons are the strongest!" After saying this, all the soldiers below looked at each other, even the nitpicking guy just now. After smacking his lips,?There was silence. Bart looked at the lonely figure and couldn't help but wonder, whether he, no, everyone sitting here, and many more people have always known this young man correctly? How far can his plan be implemented? I¡¯m afraid, only time can solve this mystery.