Chapter 637 The Duke of Moravia's "Coercion"

After saying goodbye to Mueller, Weilin wandered around the logistics camp.

In the camp, there is a patrol team every hundred meters and a checkpoint every five hundred meters.

Looking at the heavily guarded camp, Weilin gradually gave up the idea of ​​​​scavenging supplies. It would be better to wait for the supplies to be distributed from above.

After leaving the logistics camp, Weilin did not return directly to the camp where his troops were located, but went straight to the camp where his grandfather was.

Reveal your identity and you will have a smooth journey.

Standing in front of the central tent, Weilin was about to ask the guards to go in and report, but before he could open his mouth, he was sucked into the tent by a force.

Seeing this, Kyle took a few steps back and waited silently.

Inside the tent, Weilin looked at his grandfather who was sitting in the upper seat and smiled kindly.

"I heard that you went to the logistics camp." The Duke of Moravia looked at Weilin with a faint smile on his face.

Hearing his grandfather's words, Weilin spread his hands, his face was not red, and he said, "Grandpa, I am just fulfilling my duties. As the deputy director of the logistics department, I still have to go out and play a role."

"You?" The Duke of Moravia took a deep look at Weilin and said, "Looking at your expression, I think you are returning empty-handed."

Weilin retorted: "Grandpa, am I the kind of person who likes to embezzle? I am just fulfilling my duties and conducting inspections diligently..."

Before Weilin could finish his words, the Duke of Moravia waved his hand to interrupt his grandson.

"Tell me what you want from me."

He had rarely seen him in the past, but after hearing about this kid's achievements, he felt that his grandson was a hardworking and motivated person.

But after getting to know him for the past few months, I realized that this guy is not a hard-working person at all. He is clearly a "salted fish", the kind that will never turn over without help.

Seeing the look on the Duke of Moravia's face, Weilin simply sat down and asked without hesitation, "Grandpa, how do you arrange for the Crusaders?"

"According to the plan given by Duke East, the more elite troops will be assigned to the various army commanders to serve as logistics troops, and the rest of the Crusaders will be used as third-line troops to consolidate the occupied areas, eliminate the restive elements in the occupied areas, and spread the faith of the Goddess of Life."

The Duke of Moravia did not hide anything and told everyone about the plan he had already prepared.

"Well, Grandpa, I found a good man this time. Can you assign all his troops to me for command?"

"Tell me, which unit?"

Seeing this, Weilin said with an expectant look, "The commander of the Ninth Temple Knights is named Muller, a low-level gold temple knight."

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Moravia asked, "Do you want this army now, or wait until early December to receive it?"

Weilin thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa, let's do it now. The main reason we want to bring this troop here is because we are interested in the knight named Muller."

The Duke of Moravia took a blank crystal ball from the table, entered the transfer order into it, raised his left hand and drew a circle, opened the space channel between the central camp and the military headquarters, and threw the crystal ball engraved with the order over.

"The unit you requested will report to you tomorrow morning."

"Grandpa, it's okay. I'm leaving now."

Weilin stood up and prepared to leave, but found that he couldn't stand up.

"No hurries."

"Grandpa, I still have to go back to train the army." Weilin rolled his eyes and smiled awkwardly.

"You said you were training the army. Let me ask you, on October 15, how long did your troops train? How much food did they consume in the morning, at noon, and at night? What was the extent of the damage to the weapons? Were any soldiers injured? And..."

After more than a dozen questions in a row, Weilin was stunned.

"Tell me, if you can give me a rough idea I will believe that you are training the army."

"Well, that, I..." Weilin's face was full of embarrassment and he didn't know how to answer.

The Duke of Moravia smiled and looked at his grandson's ashamed expression with great satisfaction.

As long as he wanted, nothing in the Ades military camp could be hidden from him. Even the fact that a baron took his female guard to bed at night could be found out clearly by him.

Weilin simply didn't answer and just looked at his grandfather. At this point, even if he was stupid, he knew what his grandfather wanted to do.

"I know you are going to the capital, so I want you to help me deliver something."

Hearing his grandfather's words, Weilin was puzzled. He tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Grandpa, this place is only a few hundred kilometers away from the kingdom. You can use space teleportation to deliver things. Why do you need me to run errands for you?"

"Before, your cousin deceived me and I hung him on the first floor of the Central Mage Tower for half a month. Why don't you try it too?"

"Well, I suddenly feel that running errands is not a bad thing. Grandpa, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now." Weilin immediately gave in and spoke.

My grandfather is a man of his words. He doesn't want to be hung under the flagpole for half a month. If he had known this, he would not have lied. Now he can't shirk this matter.

It was such a simple thing that someone had to deliver the letter. Either it was a friend who had a conflict with Grandpa, or a powerful person who had a private relationship with Grandpa, or...

Weilin lowered his head, countless possibilities popping up in his mind. No matter what the reason was, he didn't want to deliver the letter.

"Block 396 in the South City should be the place. You should be able to find him if you go look for him." The Duke of Moravia handed a round plate to his grandson and gave him instructions.

Weilin held the disk in his palm and asked curiously, "What if you don't find it?"

"Don't worry, this thing is very important to that guy. If you don't go, he will come to find you."

"By the way, don't let him come to you, otherwise I don't want to go to the shadow world to find you."

Hearing his grandfather's reminder, Weilin quickly shook his head and looked at his grandfather with pleading eyes.

"Do you want to give me this gift, or do you want me to hang you on the flagpole?"

"Well, Grandpa, I hope the person you're talking about can be friendly." Weilin suddenly became listless and said unhappily.

The Duke of Moravia saw this and said, "Don't worry. Although that guy is a little weird, he is still a good person. If you deliver the things earlier, you may get some benefits."

After saying this, the Duke of Moravia waved his hand and sent Weilin out of the tent.

Looking down at the disc in his palm, Weilin was about to put it into the space ring, but found that the disc was still lying in his hand without moving.

"Let's go to the capital the day after tomorrow, so as to avoid any more trouble."

Putting the disc in his pocket, Weilin took Kyle back to the camp where the 15th Army was located.