Chapter 176 War

"Code code?" the little girl asked in confusion.

"Well, she said these two... are just two twins, they are not ordinary people."

"What does this mean?"

"Of courses, at least one of the two people is very strong. This refers to the individual's combat ability."

"Is there any?" The little girl carefully recalled the twins. This was still easy, but no matter how she thought, she couldn't feel that the twins looked like they were "very strong and capable of fighting". Regardless of their figure or appearance, they all looked like ordinary noble ladies, not female warriors.

"I have confidence in my sister's vision in this regard." Rotia said thoughtfully. "She will never misread it."

"But their limbs...their arms don't look very strong!"

"Do you think my sister looks very strong?" Rotia asked back. This is not a lie. If Lalia wears an ordinary dress, her body and appearance will not show her true strength at all. Although she is so strong that she can easily twist an iron rod, her appearance is not much different from that of an ordinary woman.

"Laria is an exception." The little girl argued. She now knows why Laraia is so strong. "She is given power by a vampire..."

"With one exception, there will naturally be a second exception," Rotia replied.

"You said she is also a vampire..."

"It's definitely not. My sister can feel it's a vampire's subordinate." Rotia said. "Besides, time is not right... but it's certain that they are very strong."

Aunt Mary walked out all the way. As mentioned earlier, her farewell was because Prime Minister Ellen asked to see the queen, so the two sides happened to meet together.

"Countess Marianne." Elinn nodded first with a cold and reserved attitude.

"Prime Minister!" Aunt Mary's previous steady, polite expression, and the expression of a needle hidden in the cotton disappeared, leaving only a angry shrew's face. "It's so lucky to see you. You are now in a high position and power, and I believe you have forgotten our companions who have been traveling with us."

Alinn was obviously not good at dealing with Aunt Mary's attitude. Although he seemed a little angry, he was more panicked and guilty.

Having said that, it is no longer a secret that he has taken to Ash Rufate (and Shirley) during this period. Countess Marianne has a wide range of friendships and must have known this now.

"Please get out of the way, Count Marian, I want to meet Her Majesty the Queen." After a while, the Prime Minister decided to give up this confrontation, because no man would have any hope of victory against a shrew.

"Of course, just go." Aunt Mary said viciously. "Now you have arrived in Hawk City, aren't you?"

Ailin walked along the way and vaguely heard the word "ungratefulness" in his ears. But he immediately accelerated his pace and soon he could not hear anything.

A few minutes later, he came to the queen's room. This temporary palace was not as good as it was now, but now it seemed too small, especially the queen's own. Her current room has multiple functions. It is not so much a queen's room as an ordinary apartment.

After Ailin came in, he looked inside the room as soon as possible. Very well, the little queen was waiting for him here.

"Your Majesty." Ailin salutes. Although the little girl is not yet capable of observing her expressions, now anyone can see the anxious expression on Prime Minister Ailin's face.

"Is there anything urgent?" The little girl has not been back from the front line for too long, and there are fragmented things, and she has not taken over government affairs yet. In other words, the Prime Minister is still responsible for government affairs. This is also a traditional practice: if the monarch wants to be lazy for a few days, he will let the Prime Minister be responsible for all matters of all sizes.

"Your Majesty, I received an urgent report from the front line... that is, the city of Fornoros. Lord Ashurufate is hiring dwarves to dig tunnels there..."

"What's wrong with this? Isn't this a normal tactic?"

"Yes, this tactic is very common, but...but..." Prime Minister Alinn took out a stack of documents from his body. "You should take a look at these things. Earl Ashu Rufat seems to plan to... massacre the city!"

This stack is not an official document, but a variety of letters. Now, there are no obstacles between Fornoros and Eagle Falcon City. All castles are filled with the royal white eagle flags, so even without magical communication, messengers and carrier pigeons will have smooth contact. It is normal for the Prime Minister to receive a letter from the front line.

"Massacre of the city?" For some reason, this word made the little girl tremble for a moment. She was able to read the records in the book and showed appreciation for those large-scale wars and massacres - just like all those who knew nothing about war. But after this personal experience, she had already seen what war is.

She immediately took the letters and began to look. "Why did he do this?"

The little queen's gaze just fell on the first line of the first letter, and the clanging sound of hurried footsteps and metal collisions and frictions sounded outside. Ailin and the little girl looked at the entrance of the room at the same time, and two guards appeared there with a messenger dressed in a messenger.

The messenger looks rather weak than being embarrassed. The little girl has seen such a look several times. This is the consequence of a long journey, especially day and night. Although magical communication is convenient, it also has many shortcomings. Therefore, such messengers still have room for existence.

"What's going on?" asked the little girl.

"Your Majesty, the important military information on the northern border I brought." Xin took out a document from his arms with force. "The army of barbarians has launched an attack... General Rafa... asked me to ask for help..."

After saying that, his knees weakened, and the two guards couldn't hold him back, and he collapsed to the ground.

...

"You have one last chance!" The speaker smiled, his mouth slightly opened, revealing his white teeth, like a hungry wolf looking at the lamb in front of him who could no longer escape. "Duke Byron. You just need to... take this step forward."

Byron's face turned pale, and his hands were shaking slightly.

In front of him, that is, the center of the cellar, there is an altar. This is not appropriate. It should be said that the entire cellar is an altar, and in front of Byron, it is just the center of the altar, a huge black rock. This should be an obsidian.

The walls around were filled with all kinds of strange and blasphemous symbols. Although Byron was a person who had no research on magic at all, he could still feel a strange force flowing out of those symbols. This feeling cannot be described. For example, it must be like an invisible hand that constantly caresses on his body.

"If I do, I can..."

"God can do everything," said the man with a smile, but the smile was full of danger. "But, as long as Lord Duke, you can believe in piety..."

"What if it's not pious enough?" Byron suddenly interrupted the other party. His eyes were staring at the other party, as if he wanted to swallow the person in one bite. This person was just a servant in the duke's mansion. If the other party hadn't proactively revealed his identity, perhaps Byron would never have thought that this person was a believer of the evil god in his life.

If it were the past, Byron would have burned the other party to the stolen rack. But now he has nothing. His allies either betrayed or perished. The whole world, even the gods of the Star Realm, have abandoned him. He is trapped in the lonely city with no hope, while everyone wants to pull a piece of meat from him like a rotten vulture staring at a rotten vulture.

Like all drowning people, Byron instinctively chose to catch every straw, even the most unreliable straw.

"As I said, you will win this war... Well, at least as I said, the Lord of the Crazy can shelter your descendants. They will be well protected...even if you die, this agreement will be fulfilled."

"Okay." Byron took a half step forward, he pulled out the small dagger in his hand and gently drew a wound on his hand. Blood dripped from the wound and fell onto the obsidian in the center of the altar. "Lord of the deceit, the great Tsengchi, I made this contract here. I will sacrifice you for generations..."

A strange red light emitting around it illuminates the entire cellar. It is strange to say that it is bright around it, but no obvious light source is found.

"Ah, Tsengchi accepted your contract." The evil god believer made a satisfied voice. "Mr. Duke, I have to say that you made the right choice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet suddenly shook. The vibration was so violent that both of them were unstable and had to lie on the ground. This was not their illusion, because the small stones and dust on the top of the cellar fell down.

"What's going on?" Byron was surprised. This evil god is really so reliable. He immediately showed a miracle after he reached the contract. And it was such a miracle? This is much more powerful than the church.

He was shocked and immediately walked towards the exit of the cellar. What must have happened in such a big disturbance? An earthquake? A landslide? Or something else? He had to know immediately what was going on.

This time the action was secret, so there would naturally be no one in the area where the cellar exit was. Byron took two steps at a time and walked to his mansion and met a servant head-on.

"What happened?" Byron asked.

"Mr. Duke... is over... is over..." The servant obviously knew something. "I just saw it from... out of the window..."

"What did you see?"

"They exploded the city wall." The servant finally said it out after much effort.

"How is that possible?" Byron rushed towards his high tower. This place can be said to be the highest place in the city. On the observation deck on the top of the tower, you can have a bird's eye view of the entire city.

Everything I saw in front of me made Byron's heart cold.
Chapter completed!