Chapter 905 (2/2)
The elf boy who had just been ”seriously injured and dying” stood up with a sneer, picked up his Sabre and said ”jokingly”:
”You should have killed that guy, Mr. Thain.”
The expressionless fairy girl took the saber from him and put the tip of the saber in the throat of the dying sane. There was still a trace of intolerance in the corners of her mouth:
”Anson, must we kill him?”
”Of course, this is also for the honor of his Majesty the eagle king.” the half joking elf boy's eyes were gloomy and terrible: ”if there was no informer, why would such a seamless plan fail in the end?”
”Someone must have snitched. Are you right, the second seat of Weiting... Your Excellency Sarn?”
The elf girl who heard his idea sighed, finally stopped being persistent, turned her back to the increasingly ferocious boy.
Sane's pupils with a blue face have begun to spread, and there is no power to refute except for constantly reaching out and showing a begging expression.
”So... Don't blame us, blame... Well, don't blame the world, blame yourself.” the elf boy waved his hand and sneered, ”arrogant and don't know how to restrain, but he still wants to be a loyal minister in front of his majesty.”
”Unfortunately, the number of loyal warriors in front of your majesty is always limited - if there are living loyal ministers, there must be dead traitors.”
”However, you must not care, right? After all, we are warriors wielding swords for the sake of righteousness.”
”Everything... For the great cause of life and death of Azores --!”
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Huh?
The black haired wizard with wide eyes looked inexplicably at Asriel, who sat in front of him with his shoulders in his arms and said, ”I'm so capable and don't praise me soon”.
What the hell?
”This is... Rod Earl hid in his heart and would rather expose all the information about Azores than stick to the truth he refused to say?”
”For the great cause of Azores' life and death...” the blonde boy imitated the expression and action of the Bard, chanted in a long cadence, and gently snapped his fingers:
”Yes, that's it!”
With a sigh, Lauren, who was tired, sat down in a chair, holding his chin and looking helpless.
”In order to dig out this sentence from the mouth of the Elven warrior, poor Asriel did everything he could to finally get the truth of all this.” shrugging his shoulders, Asriel blinked his big pure eyes:
”It was really difficult to do at the beginning, because your Excellency the elf warrior was so persistent that ordinary tricks didn't work for him at all.”
”So...” Lauren stared at him.
”So... Poor Asriel can only find a way to entertain his Excellency the elf warrior in the dream world.” the blonde smiled happily:
”After all... Asriel is still the God of deception and deceit. He can't be better at heart to heart talk. After some in-depth communication, his Excellency the spirit warrior finally understood the importance of telling Asriel the truth and said it himself.”
”Well... Of course, taking the initiative to tell this secret hidden in the bottom of his heart will inevitably cause a certain degree of trauma to his spirit; but it doesn't matter. Anyway, he is still alive. As long as he lives healthily, everything else is trivial!”
Live healthy
Loren, with his eyes askew, looked at rod IL, who was sitting on the ground in prison. The elf warrior with his mouth askew and eyes askew and his body twitching, was silent.
If there is still a trace of reason in his crazy appearance before, he is really completely crazy now.
”The most important thing is that he has no use for dear Lauren.” Asriel raised his head and showed a sincere smile:
”An enemy with no use value and threats... What is the need for mercy?”
The black haired wizard didn't say much after picking his eyebrows.
It's better to say that I had this idea when I handed rod IL over to Asriel from the beginning.
So
For the great cause of life and death of Azores... What is it?
Why does this war determine the survival of a nation that is equal to or even victorious to the size of the Empire?
Is there another Azores Kingdom across the misty sea that could threaten the existence of Azores and force them to declare war on the Empire?
But if this is the case, why don't they just tell the truth and ask the Empire for help - even if it's just a show of courtesy and hindsight, it can at least stand on legal principle and friendship; Even if there is a war, some of the blame can be attributed to the Empire.
He used the most extreme means of assassination as soon as he came up, so that the Empire had to go to war with himself... What benefits can this do to the Azores Kingdom and the eagle king?
The blonde boy sitting opposite was not as distressed as him, and his pondering eyes still glanced at the face of the elf warrior from time to time; Every inadvertent eye touch will make the elf warrior's body twitch more.
Interestingly, even the soul was torn apart by Asriel, and he still recognized others; The souls of elves are indeed not comparable to humans in resisting the corrosion of nothingness.
Well, tell Lauren when you're tired of it.
As for now... It's still necessary to distract dear Loren as soon as possible so as not to notice what little tricks poor Asriel has done.
”Asriel thought, dear Loren, you shouldn't pay too much attention to the unknown.” the blonde whispered:
”Dear Loren, we should pay more attention to something that is bound to happen.”
The black haired wizard frowned slightly: ”for example...”
”For example... Some 'black cross' serliol we all hate and hate.” Asriel blinked: ”do you think this guy will know nothing about the invasion of the Azor Kingdom... Such a big thing, dear Loren?”
Of course not.
Not only not, but even if Asriel directly told himself that serliol of the ”black cross” was behind the Azores invasion, and the eagle king had become this guy's Apostle and puppet, Loren would not be surprised.
Because serlior is such an existence - fascist, chakar, dwarf supreme King... It doesn't seem strange to have another eagle king.
Whether behind the scenes or along the river, serlior will not miss such a good opportunity.
”Secondly...” the smiling Asriel stretched out his second finger: ”if the 'black cross' serliol is really related to the Azores invasion, he... Well, how will it take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?”
”I visited the red blood castle when the Empire did its best and was too busy...”
”Or completely destroy the whole empire and let some long-awaited nine pointed star Holy Grail... Appear in front of it?”
The dark haired wizard was silent and bowed his head.
”Either way, it doesn't sound like a good ending; especially the coming enemy, some of whose strength is no less than that of Loren who opened the valve... It's no longer a stage play that determines the victory or defeat in the past battle, but will become a large-scale and wonderful legend, which is especially suitable for changing into poetry.”
”A monster hiding in the shadow and under the void, as long as waiting for a chance, a dear Loren had to face the chance of doomed defeat, outnumbered the enemy, and had to open the second valve...”
Asriel, with exaggerated expression, climbed onto the black haired wizard's chair, and his tone became more and more low:
”It can take advantage of the weakness...”
”Again...”
”... visit the world he has been waiting for!”