The Behemoth used its footsteps to awaken the sleeping highlands. Under the call of the war drums, the Wolf Riders began to patrol in the night. The Aerial Knights who returned from their hunts brought back the heads of the human spies … All of the above were impossible!
According to the original plan, the Beastmen army should have set off long ago. Unfortunately, there was a small 'accident'.
"Scram! I want the best cosmetics from Yadustafin. Do you think you can fool me with such inferior products? Believe it or not, I will burn down your entire camp. "
"My Lady, please calm down! My Lady, please calm down! This is the highest grade of Elven Spring Water. It can restore one's youthfulness. It is definitely much better than those inferior man-made products of the humans! "
"I don't care! If you want me to do something, you have to fulfill my request. "
The Dimensional Door to the Abyss closed, and the flames on the One Ring dissipated. The will of the Demon Marquess had already left. Looking at the pile of ashes on the ground, Witch Kamala shook her head helplessly. She slowly put down the One Ring and left the tent.
Just as she left, the entrance was already crowded with people. These were the leaders of the various tribes. They looked worried, like examinees waiting for the results to be released. Judging from their worried faces, they probably knew their limits. Not many of them thought that the future would be good.
As expected, when the Witch shook her head at the tribe leaders, they sighed helplessly.
"She's too difficult. The last time, she felt that the Beastmen's War Song was too noisy and asked us to find a singer. In the end, we found the Sparrow Shaman Singers and Bards who are the best at singing. Even though the two of them worked together and sang a beautiful Soul Hymn. That Demon said that they were singing a folk song from the countryside and said that they were out of tune. Those arrogant Soul Singers were so angry that they wanted to rush to the Gate of the Abyss to fight with her. It took me a lot of effort to appease them. "
"That's nothing. Two days ago, she actually said that she wanted to eat the Red Jade Fruit, a specialty of the west of the continent. I said that it wasn't available and she almost killed me. Also, 'Don't you have the Wyvern Knight? If you tire a few of them to death, you should be able to buy them. At least I didn't ask you to buy lychees. ' What's lychee? "
"We've already lost more than thirty servants who woke her up. There are even rumors that we're hiding a super ogre, and we're currently feeding it with servants … Alright, let's not talk about how this affects our morale. The amount of food our army consumes every day is not a small amount. Are we just going to waste our time like this?"
"Forget it. Even without the Fire God's Blessing, with the help of the Earth Elemental God, it wouldn't be a problem for us to take over two cities to survive the winter. At least it was better than wasting time here. Yesterday, another thirty tribes chose to leave. "
Women were hard to deal with, but the demoness was even harder to deal with. In the past half a month, the chieftains had had enough of Eliza's new demands. The Orcs were not soft either. The idea of abandoning her and working alone was getting more and more popular.
As one of the few people who could say a few words to Marchioness Eliza, Kamala naturally became the best messenger. During this period of time, the other chiefs also thought highly of her. But as time passed, she instead suffered a lot of anger from both sides, and was now full of resentment.
"We can't wait any longer. Who knows what she'll come up with tomorrow. The first snow is about to fall. By then, it'll really be too late. "
"Sigh, I've long heard that the Demon Lords have no qualms about doing things according to their own preferences. This time, I've truly witnessed it for myself."
"Not to mention, this is a marquis-level Demon Lord who monopolizes an entire dimension. In other words, she's an existence equivalent to a true God. It's understandable that she has an endless lifespan to play with, but we can't afford to waste it. "
"We can't wait any longer. Let's lay out our cards tomorrow …"
While the Beastman chieftains were vexed over the Demon Lord's mood swings, they would never have guessed that the Demon Lord that they were talking about as difficult to deal with was currently chatting passionately with her greatest enemy. Not only that, the tone of their conversation wasn't one of impatience or irritation towards them.
"… I don't think they can wait much longer. Even without the Fire God's Blessing, they'll still work alone."
"We've fought for more than half a month? We've already done quite well. Is there a lot of pressure on the Chaos Abyss? Do the other Demon Lords have any complaints? "
"Demons won't care about unimportant people. That's the will of the Chaos Abyss. It doesn't care about success or failure. As long as the Elemental Power causes the Elemental Tide to rise, that's enough."
At this point, Eliza paused for a moment.
"It's obvious that this invasion isn't simple. There must be other Demon Nobles' representatives in the camp. There are always quite a few Demon Lords who want to use this opportunity to please the will of the Chaos Abyss. As long as I don't give them my Blessing, there will most likely be others who will use this as an excuse to take over. "
"Then just give them your Blessing. When they finally lay out their cards with you, just directly give them your Blessing."
"Hmm?"
This was different from what we had planned. The Beastman army that didn't fear the cold would doubtlessly become the number one enemy. However, I had other ideas.
"Of course, the complete Fire God's Blessing will be troublesome. But if something goes wrong along the way and the Blessing doesn't achieve the desired effect, no one can blame you … Do you understand now?"
"You're as naughty as ever. Right, have you been playing around recently? If you have, be careful of my sudden attacks."
After we finished our secret discussion, the rest of the topic was naturally our usual idle chatter. To be honest, if Eliza stayed by my side, I wouldn't know how to deal with her as I had always been single. Chatting like this was more suitable for me.
"How could that be? It's good enough that I have such luck. You don't know how strange Beifeng and the others have been recently. There are more and more Gentlemen appearing, and it's impossible to deal with them … "
Besides, I didn't even know how I felt about her.
Lovers? Companions? An adopted daughter who I had watched grow up was far more reliable than the previous two relationships. At the very least, I knew that every time I thought of that familiar silver hair and pretty face, that rare hint of warmth and sweetness was from longing for her family, and definitely not love for a lover.
"I also know that Eliza has sacrificed a lot, and I roughly know what she wants by sacrificing so much. But every time I really intend to treat her as a lover, I mysteriously recall her voice and appearance when she was six or seven years old. I'm not a beast, so how could I do it? Perhaps, it's because she's too important that I'm hesitating. "
"Sigh, the more I think about it, the messier it gets. Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. In any case, since I couldn't figure it out in the past, I won't be able to figure it out in the future. I'll just muddle along like this."
I knew that this was an extremely irresponsible ostrich mentality, but my past experience proved that although this method of burying one's head in the ground seemed pathetic, it was indeed effective.
After all, not everyone could live as long as me. As long as I could drag it out until the other party died, there would naturally be no more emotional conflicts.
"However, even if I want to be a bulldozer scum, I have to meet certain conditions. In my first life, I died too early. In my second life, right after I discovered something, a war broke out, and I died a pitiful death. In my third life, I transformed myself into a lich for revenge … Sometimes, when I look at the men and women who appear on Valentine's Day, I feel like I've mysteriously lost. I want to shout the FFF group's slogan and throw a fireball at them. "
However, sometimes, I would think a little more. If it wasn't for the fact that my heart was filled with revenge and the pursuit of power all those years ago, perhaps I would have already met a suitable person and established a real family. Perhaps I would even have children and grandchildren by now. I wouldn't have to wait until I was over three hundred years old before my adopted daughter (great fog), who took pity on me, started messily falling in love with me. The most ridiculous part was that I didn't even know what love was, yet I mysteriously had children and grandchildren.
Perhaps it was precisely because Eliza understood me that she played such tricks on me, giving me no chance to refuse her at all. Instead, I ended up owing her so many favors, which led to the current reality.
"Although she didn't say it out loud, the Chaos Abyss can't be a good place. Demons are the incarnation of Chaos. The demons below them are constantly rebelling, and demons of the same rank devour one another to evolve. The war is endless. I'm afraid that ever since she entered the Chaos Abyss, the war has never stopped. It must have been hard on her. "
"But Eliza's decision was right. Having a high-level spy on the side of Chaos is indeed very advantageous. Just a piece of information at a crucial moment changed the situation of the war. If it was a surprise attack without any warning, we might have been forced into a passive position. This half a month's delay changed the entire situation … I owe her more and more favors, and I can't even return them now. "
After ending the conversation, I heaved a sigh of relief. Putting aside my personal feelings, the invasion of the Beastmen this time was really difficult to deal with.
The first to bear the brunt of the invasion was the Sleuweir Kingdom. My feelings towards this kingdom were even more complicated.
They were known as the legitimate descendants of the Mist. Just this point alone was enough to make one speechless.
After all, in my generation, only Cavendish and I were left from the Mist Kingdom's royal family. If that dead father of mine didn't leave behind any illegitimate children, then his legitimate descendants could only be my or Cavendish's descendants. And after Cavendish's reputation was tarnished, this last descendant, although it wasn't explicitly stated, could only be under my banner.
History was history, reality was history. But since they admitted that they were the descendants of the Mist Kingdom, then there were some things that were worth pondering.
If the Sacred Sword and the last prince, who represented the Mist Kingdom's royal authority, returned, then shouldn't the Sleuweir Kingdom, who admitted that their royal family was the Mist Bloodline, return to the banner of the Mist King? Then, should the current King, Pavel III, hand over his crown and settle down as an ordinary feudal lord with nothing to do?
Of course, everyone knew that it was impossible. But if I were to really bring the Roland Sacred Sword to his capital and shout, then no one could guess what would happen. At the very least, following the rise of Donglan and the return of Roland and his Knight, the number of Mist citizens moving back from Sleuweir had never stopped.
Thus, they made their decision, and what was placed in front of me was the 'gift' that the other party sent to comfort their ancestors.
"Sigh, on one hand, they admit that they are the Mist Bloodline, and on the other hand, they send assassins to kill me, your ancestor? What a filial descendant. "
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