Lin Jun strolled leisurely at the front line, holding a jar of honey.
The ones following him most closely were not his lieutenant, but two half-vampires who were always hunched over, watching the tiniest changes in his facial expressions without blinking.
One of them was "Loyal Subject Number One," who had narrowly escaped death at the hands of Virelis that day.
According to his tearful account later, that crazy woman simply thought his hand shape and another companion’s face were "good-looking," and casually "took" them.
Compassionate Lin Jun had unhesitatingly poured a bottle of precious Regeneration Potion for him, restoring them.
As for the other one, he was Lin Jun’s newly selected Loyal Subject Number Two.
At this mont, Lin Jun glanced around, and indeed, it was Loyal Subject Number One who was more astute, promptly lying on the ground for Lin Jun to comfortably sit on.
Loyal Subject Number Two, seeing this, was filled with regret, deeply reflecting on why he was a step too slow again, missing this opportunity to demonstrate his loyalty.
This is precisely why Lin Jun insisted on having two people; the service industry must introduce competition. Only competition can lead to progress, while monopoly would only lead to a decline in service quality.
On the battlefield, the armies on both sides were already in position, the chilling killing intent almost tangible, just waiting for Sigmund’s command to unleash a bloody slaughter.
However, as the supre commander, Sigmund rely sat at the front, dipping his fingers into the jar of amber-colored sticky honey, leisurely bringing it to his mouth.
His overly nonchalant deanor seed to continuously add pressure to the battle, causing many human soldiers on the walls of High Castle Fortress to sweat on their foreheads, almost unable to breathe.
However, for Eleanor and Virelis, who had already worked with him for a while, their thoughts were quite different.
They knew that Sigmund probably had another "episode."
Since the last ti with Alama, when Sigmund dropped the ball at a critical mont because of honey, and considering his current physique, both easily noticed Sigmund’s current problem.
There was no doubt that Sigmund was likely under so vicious curse, or he had paid a terrible price for obtaining so great power!
He must periodically consu large amounts of sugar, or he would fall into weakness, maybe even... it could be life-threatening!
The latter possibility is even greater!
After all, the feud between Sigmund and Alama is well known; besides his own life, what could be more important than personally killing Alama?
It can’t possibly be that this Border Duke has beco so muddled-headed as to covet a bit of sweetness, forgoing easily achievable rits, can it?
Regarding Sigmund’s newly exposed fatal weakness, deep down, Eleanor was secretly delighted.
Although she too was once furious at Sigmund for letting Alama go, since Alama is now a sitting duck and the sturdy High Castle Fortress can’t hold out much longer, this rit will sooner or later be hers.
In comparison, her ongoing rivalry with Sigmund clearly will last countless years.
From this perspective, being able to effortlessly grasp a fatal weakness of the opponent is undoubtedly a huge boon.
On the other side, Virelis’s thoughts were much more direct; she licked her lips, her purple eyes shimring with excitent and a dangerous glow, murmuring, "The way he licks the honey... he’s so cute! I really want to kill him now!"
At the center of the entire battlefield, inside Sigmund’s mind.
"Stop eating! Order the attack now! If we keep delaying, the sun will rise!" Sigmund’s voice was almost a roar.
"What are you yelling for?" Lin Jun’s consciousness responded casually, "Ultimately, this is your war, Sigmund, why should I bother to help you command?"
"This is also your body now!"
"I don’t care," Lin Jun smacked his lips, "I’m content as long as I have honey to eat. As for power and strength, I think what I have now is enough."
"Then let take over, and I’ll compensate you later!"
"Nine out of thirteen returned, compound interest, calculated daily."
Sigmund fell silent instantly.
Even though his side currently holds a substantial advantage, High Castle Fortress is no pushover, and capturing it completely will take at least a week to two.
If calculated at that "nine out of thirteen returned" compound interest, it would be no different than directly selling the body to the other party.
Ti ticked by, the quiet of the front line was terrifying.
Lin Jun had leisurely consud nearly half of the golden honey in the jar, before Sigmund finally spoke again.
With a tone none of his subordinates had ever heard before—almost gentle and friendly—he said in his consciousness, "I understand, you’re upset with for casually sending your dogs... your subordinates into danger. That was my oversight. But didn’t you already get revenge during the ambush on Alama? Now, we two share one body, and if we keep retaliating, we will both end up hard, benefitting outsiders!"
Very reasonable, Lin Jun couldn’t help but nod.
Taking advantage of the situation, Sigmund proposed, "What do you think? Na a condition for helping . It won’t take up much of your ti, just give a few simple attack orders. The rest of the ti, you can enjoy your honey in peace, how about it?"
"Nine out of..."
"Excluding that!" Sigmund almost snarled as he interrupted, desperately suppressing his seething anger.
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