Chapter 1124 (1/2)
Meanwhile, vimpal college, Azores elf camp.
”Get out.”
Coldly looking at the emissary sent by his own brother, his Highness the Azor elf prince gave the final answer very simply.
His appearance was somewhat similar to that of rodriya Azores, but anyone who could see how different it was.
Instead of wearing a thin robe or cloak like the elf warrior, he wore a brown piping cloak like the imperial Lord, with exquisite and practical leather armor and Chain Armor below; In addition to a long knife at hand, there are short knives on the lower legs, short swords on the waist, daggers under the wrist, arm armor, leg armor, hand armor, chest armor, shoulder armor... Armed to the teeth.
The short hair only leaves the horsetail on the top and back of the head, and the shaved temples look very capable. Compared with the broad and tall figure, an elf little prince is simply thin.
And a petite and lovely fairy girl is even thinner like a doll.
”Your Highness sikotus, wait a minute!”
Seeing the Elven warriors around rush up, the Elven girl - Shera, the second Knight of the imperial court, who can't even turn her eyes, quickly kneels down on one knee and steals in a cold sweat
”Even if you don't want to accept your brother's invitation, please also think about the great righteousness of the Azores; the imperialists have defeated his highness rodriya in West Saxony, and now they have blocked eboden in two ways!”
”In addition, his Majesty the eagle king's life and death are unknown. If no warrior stands up to preside over the great cause, he will be overturned... Hey, hey, don't catch Sheila. Sheila is just a simple and lovely girl. Sheila has shed blood for the eagle king and made contributions to the Azores. There are hardships without merit... Your highness! Spare your life, your highness, your highness! Hall...”
”Even if you don't speak, I know what Rodriguez is playing.”
His Highness the prince raised his hand and waved. The indifferent elf warriors threw down the elf girl who was almost dragged out of the hall and stood back in the shadow under the corridor columns on both sides.
Trembling Shira knelt down on her knees and fell trembling on the ground. Her cheeks were almost completely on the floor. She didn't dare to move, just like a domestic cat afraid of being thrown out of the door by her master.
”Rodriya Azor, my great brother, famous warrior, outstanding commander, kind child, people-friendly royal family, natural heir, oh, and...”
The heavy iron boots ”pa!” stepped on the floor tiles, not even a finger away from Shira's cheek; The frightened elf girl trembled and quickly hid her little head deeper.
”Known madman!” said sikotus coldly, looking down.
Don't say anything. The fairy girl closed her mouth and didn't even dare to breathe.
”So if I follow your 'suggestion' and take these 100000 excellent warriors eastward to meet him, do you know what will happen?”
The scabbard hung down and forcibly provoked the fairy girl's chin: ”I'm asking you, ask you, talk.”
”This, this kind of thing, Shira... Shira...” the fairy girl was about to cry, and tears filled her eyes: ”how could Shira know...”
”It's simple. I'm dead.”
Sikotus smiled, but his smile was very frightening: ”my dear brother will add all the charges to the imperial people, become the eagle king in the name of my revenge, and continue his game.”
”His game... Yes, this is the only thing that Rodriguez Azores cares about - dueling with Warriors is a game of fighting; traveling alone is a game of adventure; a natural king is a game of power; commanding the army...”
”It's a game of gambling on the fate of the whole family and stacking all chips on the balance!” stared at Jing's tearful and frightened expression:
”For rodriya Azores, who has long 'put life and death aside', only such a gambling game can arouse his interest.”
”And I, the great righteousness of life and death of the Azores, everything... For him, it is like a background story in the game; the living life like you and me is the chess pieces and chips in his hands - I don't need you to tell me. I know exactly what my brother is.”
”Just like I know exactly what you are, deputy royal court adjutant... Oh.” with a sneer, sikotus said slightly, ”it's the Deputy royal court now, isn't it, Sheila.”
The fairy girl quickly stopped crying and showed a rogue cat begging smile.
”Thanks for your highness rodria and the eagle king, Shira...” half of the words, she immediately noticed the impatient Shira in the eyes of the elf Prince and immediately changed her mouth.
”It was because of her great national kindness that Shira risked her life to come and beg his highness sikotus to withdraw and join his highness rodria in eboden!” the elf girl said quickly: ”at present, the imperial army has arrived. Since lottel's battle is not going well, it's better to...”
”The battle is not going well?”
”Ah! Shira is wrong! Shira is talking nonsense! Your highness, don't worry, Shira...”
”Bang!”
The iron clad scabbard fell heavily and hit a hole on the floor against the elf girl's cheek.
”I surrounded the imperial people of Shenlin castle for a winter, so that they could not find trouble with me, and killed all the 'relatives' in the ancient wood forest who dared to resist Azores;”
”I captured hundreds of ogres and found a way to tame them for the Azores;”
”I captured Shenlin castle, killed their Duke, took half of lottel and opened up the main traffic road;”
”If the imperial reinforcements had not arrived, lottel would have been in my bag. Such a victory...” sikotus's voice was low and cold:
”In my dear brother's mouth, it becomes a bad battle?”
”So after a month's delay on the coastline, being besieged in eboden for the whole winter, and falling in gloven... He made great progress all the way and won a complete victory?”
”No, no, no! Shira is wrong. Shira is wrong. Shira shouldn't...”
”Save it, your majesty, I know what you are.” sikotus interrupted with a cold hum again:
”Your acting is wonderful, but I've seen too many wonderful acting skills - compared with them, you're not special.”
The elf girl kneeling on the ground trembling was still curling up, her forehead stuck on the cold floor tiles, and she didn't dare to move.
Several rapid trumpets came from outside the closed gate - the clearest was the warning horn sounded in the camp, and the furthest and most blurred was the Imperial March.
In the dead room, the cold Prince sikotus narrowed his eyes.
”How are the warriors preparing?”
The heavy voice of Prince sikotus sounded in the hall.
”Stand by at any time.”
An elf warrior helped his sword out of the shadow and bowed down: ”there is news from the front that the imperial army has only 50000 up and down - if you order, you can kill them at any time.”
”Only 50000?”
”Only 50000.”
”Where's the flag?”