Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 392

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The 5,000 light cavalry marched day and night, and within just ten days, they reached Kellingtown, looking worn out and tired. Only when they witnessed the delivery and ensured that the supplies had safely reached the army did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After resting for a night, the next day, Erik personally met with the fifth-rank officer leading the troops, Jax Shaw.

Jax, overjoyed by this honor, turned red in the face. His eyes were full of admiration and respect for Erik, almost speechless.

Although Jax was a few years older than Erik, he genuinely admired this young general.

A couple of years ago, he had questioned whether Aurelius favored his relatives by letting such a young man lead an army into battle, but after witnessing the countless victories and being continually amazed by his brilliant strategies, Erik had become for Jax the embodiment of the star of war.

Jax was a straightforward military officer, always simple-minded with little to no complexity in his thoughts. When someone

capable impressed him, he would genuinely admire them, no matter their age or status.

Last year, Erik injured his leg, and Jax also wallowed in depression and sorrow for a long time.

But unexpectedly, fate smiled upon him. Now, Erik had returned to the battlefield, and Jax had caught Aurelius's eye, gaining favor and even the chance to fight alongside his idol.

Tilting his head back, he drank a full cup of wine, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, causing his scalp to tingle.

He knelt and loudly declared, "His Majesty has commanded that there is

something in the supplies that must be delivered to General intact, to be managed and disposed of as the General sees fit."

Ten telescopes filled a box that he had carried with him throughout the journey, never letting it out of his sight, fearing something might go wrong.

With just a glance, Erik would know that the box came from his own craftsmen.

He reached out, took it, weighed it, couldn't guess what was inside, but didn't rush to open it. He helped Jax up and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"N-No trouble," Jax stammered, scratching his head and hesitating for a long time before adding, "His Majesty said... this... this was designed by your wife."

Erik's cold face revealed no emotion, but if Jax had been a little more observant, he might have noticed his ears turning slightly red and that he held the box even tighter.

Back in his room, he closed the door and dismissed everyone. He quickly pressed a few buttons on the mechanism, and with a "click," the box popped open slightly.

revealed, and they were nothing like what he

were not delicate little items for women, but rather a few unremarkable iron cylinders, which made

Erik imagined, he couldn't see how his wife would attach any sentimental value

and turned the small

Nyx, and finally, he

no one else around, the young man's handsome face showed

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of the iron cylinders. He studied it from all angles,

instant, Erik's

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put in some effort to calm himself, his expression barely

picked up every iron cylinder in the box and looked at them one by one, his heart pounding harder in

the most

of enhancing his scouts' vision to help him survey the mountain terrain, and now, someone had

his gaze was suddenly drawn to one that was slightly different

slowly rubbing over the inconspicuous wolf-shaped pattern carved on it, along with the two neat and familiar words "Pale Wolf." His eyes immediately rekindled with light, a

skills, but

knew it was Nyx. She had designed these All-seeing Eyes to

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from Kellingtown reached Hilltop City, Nyx was in the workshop, covered

corner of her clothing even accidentally burned through, her eyes were sparkling as she

craftsmen's hands were truly skilled, achieving such a level of artistry with nothing

the glass cup, which could be called a piece of art,

standing a little taller, reporting to her, "The glass can now be burned steadily, though the output

no rush." Nyx listened

no need to increase the output too much. Things that were rare were valuable, and if they became too common, they would lose their worth. She had

it the

going to target the wealthy, it only

craftsmen had become deeply enamored with this young, beautiful, and extraordinarily capable lady, almost worshipping her like a fairy.

pondered. "The glass has been made, but have you thought about

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how exquisite something was, it needed marketing if they wanted to sell it at a