Chapter 983: Postponement of development and explanation of affairs

When Aljeta heard his wife's words, he curled his lips and whispered, "What else could he be doing? He must be slacking off somewhere now. As friends for so many years, don't I know him well?"

"Okay, okay, Grand Steward Baird is here. Don't talk about his lord in front of others." Laxia's ears moved slightly and she reminded in a low voice.

Seeing this, Aljeta stopped complaining.

Two minutes later, Baird came to the hall and greeted Aljeta and Laxia.

Upon seeing this, the couple, Erlong, stood up and greeted each other.

"Lord Aljeta, I wonder what brings you here." Baird came and sat down on the opposite side, and said straight to the point.

Seeing this, Aljeta did not hide it and said in a deep voice: "Some time ago, I used magic to send a message to Weilin, but got no response. I had no choice but to come to you."

Baird heard this and said with an apologetic look on his face. "Lord Aljeta, my master is not in Qixing Territory right now, but is supervising the construction of a fortress in a certain space, so he was unable to receive your magic message. I apologize to you on behalf of my master."

Aljeta waved her hand to show that she didn't care, and then said, "Send someone to tell him as soon as possible that the Sea and Sky Ice Abyss is approaching, and ask him to hurry to the Silver Dragon Berk Capital. If it's too late, my father may be gone."

"I see." Baird nodded in response.

After receiving the news, Aljeta was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. He turned to look at Baird and asked curiously, "Can the tax exemption policy you recently issued cover my tavern?"

Baird, who was about to stand up to say farewell, was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly recovered and said very naturally: "Of course."

"That's good."

Aljeta responded and left the hall with Laxia.

Baird escorted the two dragons to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and only turned back after the other figures completely disappeared.

In less than a moment, a low-level silver knight rode a red phosphorus horse towards the northwest border.

……

In the gray fog space, Weilin, accompanied by a group of generals, inspected the fortress to be built.

The main body of this ground fortress was built by my uncle using magic. It is inlaid with tens of thousands of magic circles, which are interconnected to form three large protective magic circles.

As for the internal structure, it was led by the half-elf architect Eunice, assisted by several officials in charge of urban planning transferred from Baird.

Inside the fortress, in the foggy area, the passage is so narrow that only four people can walk side by side, but this can prevent people from getting lost as they can move forward quickly by holding onto the wall.

The layout of the fortress area extending outside the fog is mainly large and wide, with multiple weapon storehouses and small teleportation arrays, which can be used for rapid movement within a radius of 100 miles and the areas of the fortress not covered by the fog.

"Thanks to my uncle who has been researching day and night!"

Weilin squatted down, touching the magical patterns of the teleportation array on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh.

The dozen or so people standing behind him nodded when they heard this. Lord Odor made an indelible contribution to the construction of this fortress in just a few months.

"How often have gray creatures appeared in recent days?"

Hearing Weilin's question, Greg replied, "My Lord, in the past three days, we have hunted a total of 53 gray creatures, 21 of which appeared near the fortress, and the remaining 32 gray creatures appeared in various mining areas."

"Were there any casualties?"

"Except for the dozens of mining slaves who were killed or injured, there were no other casualties."

While they were talking, Kyle appeared in the fortress and walked quickly towards Weilin.

Seeing Kyle, Weilin stopped asking questions. When he got closer, he was the first to ask, "What happened?"

"My Lord, Aljeta is here to urge you."

When Weilin heard this, his face changed and he suddenly remembered something.

"How much longer?"

"The messenger sent by Lord Baird said that you should go to the Sea and Sky Ice Abyss as soon as possible. The sooner the better."

Hearing this, Weilin turned to look at Eden and ordered, "Go inform my uncle and Celeste, and ask them to wait for me in the temporary meeting room."

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Eden accepted the order, bowed respectfully, and turned to leave.

"Call all the generals and officials here. I need to tell you something."

"Yes, my Lord."

Everyone beat their chests and saluted, then dispersed.

Some people went into the fog, some entered the small teleportation array, and some jumped directly from the fortress window to convey the order.

In less than a moment, Weilin and Kyle were the only ones left there.

"Luckily, Aljeta reminded me, otherwise I would have almost forgotten what day it was today."

Hearing his master's sigh, Kyle said, "Master, there is only daytime here, no night, and the passage of time is fast and slow, so it is easy to lose your sensitivity to time."

"That being said, we still need to find a way to keep a constant time as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we stay here for a long time, it will be easy to forget the flow of time."

As time passed, many generals and officials came here, with Weilin as the center, standing on both sides, sitting cross-legged, waiting for orders.

Half an hour later, seeing that no one had arrived, Weilin sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "It's a rush today, and I gathered you together to tell you something important."

"Tomorrow, Kyle, Celeste, and I will temporarily leave this place, so only Archmage Odor will be left here."

"The specific date of my return has not been determined, but it will definitely not be less than a year. While I am away, the development of the gray fog space will be put on hold. The mining areas close to the gray fog can be abandoned for now and we can discuss it later."

"After I leave, Greg will be in charge of routine affairs, with Isius, Eden, Huan, An, and Eunice assisting. Major matters will be decided by Archmage Odor."

"also……"

Everyone kept every word of Weilin in mind.

In just one hour, after Weilin had given instructions for various matters, he waved his hand and asked everyone to go back to work.

Standing up, Weilin and Kyle went straight to the temporary meeting room.

In the temporary meeting room, Odor and Celeste were already waiting there.

Hearing the door opening, they both raised their heads at the same time and looked at the two people who came in.

Seeing the expressions on his uncle's and the Dawn Knight Celeste's faces, Weilin knew without a doubt that they already knew about this.

Sitting down at the round table, Weilin said without any politeness, "Uncle, after the three of us leave, can you hold the perimeter of the fortress?"

"Okay." Odor nodded and replied.

Weilin had no idea about his uncle's fighting ability, but he knew one thing: Kyle couldn't beat him even if he tried his best.