Me and Fiona, are both looking at the King of Moldovia in shock by the fact that this one revealed a thing that I and Fiona did not expect to hear from him. This Majesty asked us why we are cooperating with Turkey, but Fiona responds to him.
"Who told you we are cooperating with the enemy?"
"Wait, you are not cooperating with them?" asks the Moldovia King feeling quite surprised at this fact too.
"No. We are not, cooperating with these bastards and with these barbarians," responds Fiona. "But respond to my question, Your Majesty... Who told you this thing?"
"I-It was a noble from your Kingdom who send that information to us."
"Who was the noble?"
"Someone named Henderson, I think. I don't know. But it was just a knight with a guy dressed in an orange dress."
"Yeah. It's him." I say to Fiona who is looking at me.
"And do you know why he would do a thing like that?"
"Beats me! No idea. I didn't really talk that much with Gregonson." and then I have turned to his Majesty. "The guy who is wearing an orange dress."
"Aha. So... You know them." says the Majesty of Kingdom of Moldovia at me. "Good.", and then he turns at Fiona and asks her. "Can we go somewhere private to talk about this trap those two have made for us?"
"Of course, your Majesty," says Fiona while she and the king of Molodovia are walking into an empty house to discuss some business while three soldiers of Moldovia Kingdom are escorting them, just in the case if something bad will happen but to be honest, those three soldiers wouldn't even be capable of putting Fiona down.
I was not allowed to follow Fiona and the Moldovia King in that building because they wanted to talk about something but their guards are allowed to go there because they belong to the king and he is the one who proposes the meeting that they will have to discuss the fact that they got pranked by a noble from our kingdom, that dammed Henderson. What is even the reason he did this thing anyway? Money? Fame? Or just someone treated him to do it?... I think the third one is much more accurate in the case of a noble like him or any noble in our kingdom.
And a few minutes later, Fiona and the King are leaving the house with his guards while both of them are feeling angry.
"Cannot believe that noble has done these things to us, just for what? A land here?"
"It seems like that noble was not from your Kingdom, General." says the King to Fiona when he came down the stairs. "Anyway, I think we will have to do any major strategies to hit the Turkeys much harder than they have hit us."
"Understandable. So, what is the plan?"
"Simple... Tomorrow eight of your good soldiers are coming to my kingdom and they will help us in this campaign to burn the entire Turkey Empire and we divide that Turkish land in two, half to you and half to the land I rule."
"I will have to discuss with my King about this arrangement. I think it will take a matter of days until we can agree to this, but I think we can create an invasion on the Turkish Empire and I have already got a few soldiers who can help us gain that Empire."
"Great." says the Majesty of Moldovia to Fiona while both of them are shaking their hands in a sign that this treaty is official... So now we got allies and I will probably have another mission because Fiona is looking at me... I know I am sure and I need the experience to become a good knight for my Kingdom, but two big missions that fast... Does this woman know the difference between a kid and an adult?
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Fiona and the King of Moldovia are entering an abandoned house, those two are going straight to a table and there those two are sitting and the three guardians of the King are protecting the entrance and the windows, just in case if someone with brain problems will cause a ruckus that big that not even Noble money could cover it.
"I'm sorry about the mess of this place. Some soldiers didn't want to take this house." says Fiona to the King who is sitting on her opposite side of the table.
"Don't worry, this area was abandoned a few years ago because the people here though there is a monster in this area." says the King of Moldovia looking around the building he is in.
"You do not have to worry about that anymore. The monster who was here got killed by one of my knights."
"You have good knights, lady."
"Thanks. Anyway, I want to ask you before we start the negotiations."
"Sure."
"How do you know Henderson?"
"Is it because his great-great-great-great-grandfather is the brother of my great-great-great-great-grandfather. You see, his family and my family got some deep connections with the royalties or nobles how do you and your people call them."
"Aha... But he really put this?"
"Yes. This little noble who is making me wanted to cut my own throat he sends a fake letter." the King of Moldovia takes from his robe a king is wearing and he is handing to Fiona a letter who contains some red ink and in the interior of the latter is the reason why that dammed noble did this thing.
Fiona reads the latter for herself for a few minutes, and then he looks at the King, he put the letter on the table and asks him.
"So Henderson... Wanted to create an attack just to gain land in the Turkish Kingdom... This seems quite weird for a noble who got a high amount of money in Romania and who got connections with a royal family from our neighbors."
"Yes... This seems weird, but he explains why he is doing this the second letter he has sent." then the King of Moldovia is handing to Fiona a second letter who contains the reason why Henderson is doing this thing, to make Romania and Moldovia fighting each other.
After a few minutes he reads the second letter, Fiona asked the King of Moldovia.
"That is the reason... He wanted to start a new life... This seems sketchy."
"Why?"
"I have fought along with Henderson in the fights of Romania and Turkish border and that guy, cannot even be a good warrior or a great mind, he always complains about the fact that nobody listens to him, he makes him own squire to do dirty things like washing his body or even stealing food from the poor ones because they do not deserve to eat because they cannot handle a sword or kill a single enemy soldier, but Henderson... Didn't even has killed anyone since this war battle has begun."
"Hmm... Yeah... But I think we could give it a shot to try something else. To discover if someone from the Turkish Empire has started this thing."
"You mean the fact that your nephew or cousin wanted to take a part of Turkish land just to gain a normal life and be a new one?"
"Yes."
Fiona is starting to doubt this King's answer and she decides to propose him a thing.
"What is your strategy exactly?"
"I wanted to gain as many as good soldiers I can to help me in this campaign to conquer the Turkish land. All I want from them is half of their land because the part of the land that my nephew wanted is there and with that little part of the land I could make him gain enough good things to create a better life. If you help me in this campaign, we could forget the fact that you have taken this abandoned village and burned an entire village just to kill a General who was not even the real General and just a royalty with a big mouth."
"Hm... And the other half of the Turkish empire?"
"It is simple. We don't care about that other part. We can give it to you without problems, or we can let them have that part but you should take it, just to avoid some future fighting. So, do you accept this offer?"
"What do you think, Majesty of Moldovia?" asks Fiona smiling at the King of Molodvia Kingdom.
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On this night, almost every soldier of this camp has been gathered in the canteen area, where Fiona is going to select a few good soldiers to send them in this campaign at the Turkish Empire. Among those great bunch of human, semi-human, magician, marksmen, and peasants, who came to earn an extra penny because battles are much better paid for than agriculture, I'm next to Louis Flint. Fiona is on one of those main tables, and this one unapplied a parchment that has been rolled. But Fiona had her eyes on me for a while, and I think she is going to send me on another mission and most probably to this big campaign.