Pleasant music came out of the room.
Alissanda was sitting on the bed, and the little queen was holding a delicate lute in her arms. Her noble and lively eyes were full of smiles, and her slender fingers gently plucked the strings. A sacred hymn flowed out of her sweet voice.
“Isawthelight~fadefromthesky~”
“OnthewindIheardasign~”
“Asthesnowflakescovermyfallenbrothers~”
“Iwillsaythislastgoodbye~”
Frey Derick thought that he would experience Alissanda's beauty for the first time in the room, but the little queen asked the baron to sit down. She found a delicate lute in the room and invited Frey Derick to listen to her singing.
As the first successor of Nur, Frey Derick also understood music. He could feel the bitterness and pain in Alissanda's voice.
In order to save her, the High Elves sacrificed many warriors. In order to save her, three High Elves fell one after another.
Alissanda's bone-deep pain was transmitted to the heart of the baron Nur through her singing.
This song was dedicated to the countless people who died for her. It was dedicated to Bellannar, who sacrificed himself heroically. It was dedicated to Princess Etilla, who did not give in until the last moment. It was also dedicated to Azarion, who had a chance to live, but chose to die.
The little queen missed them. She just wanted to say "goodbye" to them.
However, she could no longer go back. She could not go back to the past, to Ossouin, or even to the High Elves.
Listening to Alissanda's singing, Frey Derick gradually calmed down. Looking at Alissanda who was crying alone, the baron's original impulse and desire disappeared. He sat upright, put his hands on his thighs, and sighed. He wanted to say something, but he could not say anything. In the end, he could only say, "You've suffered."
"I deserve all of this." Alisala smiled sadly. The little queen gently put down the lute. Her cute little feet swayed back and forth. Even when she was living under someone else's roof, she still maintained her perfect posture. There was no makeup on her jade-like skin, but she was still so beautiful that Frey Derick couldn't take his eyes off her. Alisala lowered her head and sighed. "Would you like to play a game of chess with me? I see that you have a chess piece. "
"It's actually Mom's, but it should be fine if I play with it." Frey Derick took the chess piece.
In this way, the anxious baron calmed down after listening to the exquisite music and singing of the little queen. He moved the table and boxes over and began to play chess with Alisa.
"Are you really not going back to Ossouin?" At this time, Frey Derick began to calm down completely. After the previous impulse, the baron began to gradually realize how advantageous it was for him that Alisala came to him alone. As long as he had a little patience, winning the little queen's heart would definitely not be a problem.
There was no need to rush at this time.
"As I said before, if I go back to Ossouin, it will be a terrible disaster. Father will definitely let me ascend the throne at any cost, but you also know that I have lost … As for mother, it may be even more painful. She should be seriously ill now. Subconsciously, she must be very sad, but also very firmly hope that I would rather die." Alisala said quietly, "If I appear in front of her, she will be very conflicted."
"Yes." Frey Derick nodded. He could understand. "I think, she will be conflicted about how to arrange for you. No matter what, it will be a huge problem."
"For you, I am also a huge problem. Thank you for taking me in, Frey, thank you very much." Alisa smiled bitterly and nodded. "Originally, I could represent the whole of Ossouin, but now I can only represent myself. Don't treat me as a little queen anymore. I am now your maid, your court minister, your … anything. You can have me as a maid if you want."
"… Maid?" Frey Derick's eyes lit up. This was how his father and mother got together.
However, the baron immediately denied this idea. He also smiled bitterly. "I will definitely be scolded by my mother because of this, but you don't have to worry. I will take care of everything. At most, my mother will be angry … She won't do anything to you."
Gradually, the two young men and women (?) Chatted in the game, and the two sides began to let go of each other.
Alisala defeated Frey Derick completely. All of his chess pieces were eaten clean, leaving only the Nur Marshal Urlstein's chess pieces hiding behind the bunker in the corner. The little queen looked at Frey Derick's frown and couldn't help but chuckle.
Sun Wang Laing's two sons were not bad.
Originally, Alisala would not consider such a low-level thing as marrying a human, but since the path was cut off, she had to choose. The only thing she could accept was coming to Nur to find Frey Derick. The person in front of her was still a human. Most of the others were monkeys. At the thought of being pressed under the disgusting monkeys, Alisala really could not help but commit suicide. She would rather die than be sullied by monkeys with their bananas.
Only Frey Derick and Devonshire, the two sons of the Sun King, were worthy of her consideration.
"You really don't plan to return to the Elves?" Frey Derick admitted defeat. The baron was a little embarrassed and tried to probe again.
"Since I came to find you, I don't plan to leave." Alisala's words made the baron blush. "Very few people have seen my face. Don't worry, even among the High Elves, there are no more than 500 people who have seen my face."
"Since you are now a Necromancer, I will arrange for you to study under Professor Elspeth. Amethyst Academy … There are very few people, and everyone wears a long robe and a veil. It won't make much of a difference if you join." The baron nodded slightly. He was a little impatient. "As for the rest of the time, you can stay in the Blackstone Tower. When I have forged an identity and claim for you, I will officially accept you as my personal maid."
Another round was started. Again, he lost. Frederick was no match for the little queen at all.
However, Frey Derick's complaining attracted Alisala's attention. "You mean … Frey, you mean, you have always suspected that there is a Skaven Ratmen's nest under Nur?"
"Yes." Frey Derick complained. "But I have sent out several investigation teams, and most of them have found nothing. A small number have gone missing. The city council has a lot of opinions about me wasting manpower and material resources. They think that it is just a mutated rat group or a special Orc in the sewers."
"Actually, Azul has a deep understanding of the Skaven Ratmen," Alisala said seriously. "I've read a lot of documents from Bellannar. Maybe I can help you find the nest of the Skaven Ratmen!" Alissanda said seriously.
"Really!?" Frey Derick stood up excitedly.
"Don't get excited, Frey. You are the only one I have left. Why would I lie to you or trick you?" Alisala said naturally. "Even if I have lost Yisha's blessing now, my knowledge, my wisdom, and my understanding of the Wind of Magic have not disappeared. I will help you find the Skaven Ratmen's nest. Believe me, believe in the power of Avalon's secret rat medicine!"
"Secret rat medicine?" The baron was stunned. "You plan to poison it?"
"The Skaven Ratmen are a very powerful and tenacious race. They implement a national policy of group immunity. It will not be effective to poison the sewers casually," Alisala said confidently. Alissanda said confidently, "However, Mother Iza has experimented with a new rat drug for this purpose. It's the bane of the Skaven. I only need this and this and this. Find me the ingredients, and I'll make it!"
"No problem, Alisala. Thank you."
"There is no need to say thank you between us." Alisala smiled sweetly and then said softly, "Your maid, Noelle, is very sick, right? It is also because of the resurrection ritual of Nagash. "
"Yes," Frey Derick said helplessly. "I think I understand the reason."
"Spend more time with her. It will make her feel better." Alisala looked very natural and generous. "I will also mix some medicine for her. She will get better."
"I know."
"Do you want to play a game of cards?" Alisala smiled.
"Oh, oh, oh. I like the Northern Territory deck the most."
So the two played cards all night.
A few days later, the incarnation of the Goddess of War Milmedia, the Goddess of War "Northern Eagle," Noelle, finally woke up under the careful care of Frey Derick and Alisala.
When Noelle woke up, she saw Alisala smiling at her.
Frey's personal maid was furious after learning what had happened.
I have carefully planned for so long to descend to the mortal world and return to the throne of God!
This pointy-eared guy stole my house???
She was so angry that she fainted on the spot.
… I am the section break of my house that has been stolen …
On the other side, Brittany, Mu Xilong, Fontainebleau Palace.
Recently, Laing was recuperating. Coincidentally, Emilia secretly teleported over from Nur and saw her man seriously injured and recuperating. The little maid was very happy. She came up and ridiculed, saying, "Why can't our Sun King, the Chosen One champion of the Goddess of War?"
Then, Amelia immediately got into character. She changed into her iconic black and white maid outfit, with her black mink coat draped over her shoulders. She immediately seized power as the temporary head maid and began to take care of Ryan's daily life.
Morgiana was quite unhappy about this. The Lake Goddess Witch and the Duchess of the Empire fought several times, quarreling all day long, fighting over Laing's "custody".
Laing's body was weak and it was not easy to deal with. In the end, he took the opportunity to carry Morgiana and Emilia, who were both wearing maid costumes and white silk stockings, to bed together and finally solved the problem.
Early the next morning, Laing brought Emilia to Fontainebleau Palace.
A huge steel behemoth was ready.
After a long period of debugging and modification, the Emanoli-class Land Cruiser was now in its best condition and ready for combat at any time.
After many discussions and suggestions from the Knight King Kingdom, the Emanoli-class Land Cruiser was finally named "Dreadnought". It went through many live ammunition tests, strengthened armor, and runic reinforcement. At the same time, Veronica's light magic instrument was also modified to the top of the Dreadnought.
Laing, who had become a demigod, bestowed his own unique blessing on the Land Cruiser.
This blessing was engraved on the hull of the Dreadnought and gave the Land Cruiser a unique ability. In battle, the Dreadnought could release the ability "Mechanism Stop" once, releasing a 180 ° semicircle field in front of it and stopping all flying objects, energy beams, or other things that were launched at it in an instant.
Laing originally wanted to name this ability "Stand Still" or "Smash Varudo!", but no one seemed to like it, so he could only drop the idea.
At the same time, out of some bad taste, Laing had someone use a special paint to draw a fat dinosaur baring its fangs and brandishing its claws on the Dreadnought's bow.
Who dares to stop me?
Crush them!
Clayon was very, very satisfied with this Land Cruiser. Now, he was just waiting for it to be put to use in actual combat.
No way? No one really disliked the Dreadnought, right? No way, right?
She had a beautiful face, exquisite makeup, waist-length hair, and a pearl necklace blessed by the Lord of Humans around her swan-like neck. Her curvaceous body was dressed in a standard black-and-white maid outfit, with a black mink fur coat draped over her body, covering her shoulders. Under the long lace double-layered maid skirt were two slender legs, and a pair of white sensual sewn Lycra stockings reached to the middle of her thighs. Only Laing could see the lace-embroidered stockings. Her jade-like feet were clad in a pair of black stilettos. Emilia, the Empire's Countess, had "I'm very happy" written all over her face. She followed Laing, holding his arm and inspecting the Dreadnought with him.
The little maid leaned on Laing's muscular arm and said softly, "So, Olica has become a goddess?"
"Yes, Olica has to leave for a while." Laing nodded slightly. He looked at the Dreadnought and thought that the dwarven colossus should have entered the final stage of testing. It was now the spring of Year 2523 of the Empire calendar.
"Hmm …" Emilia was a mother of three, but now she pouted like a little girl. She complained unhappily, "Everyone in your backyard is either ascending to the divine realm or ascending to the divine realm. I'm the only one who's still in the legendary realm. You don't even share your good stuff with me. Do you have the heart to hide it?"
"Haven't I already shared my good stuff with you?" Laing pretended to be surprised.
“？” Emilia was confused at first, but the Empire's Countess only took a second to react. She angrily punched Laing's arm and complained, "It doesn't work on me!"
"You haven't practiced and mastered my power either." Laing complained, "Tell me, Emilia. Ever since you went to Nur, have you really practiced the swordsmanship and psionic power I taught you?"
The little maid was a little embarrassed. "I've practiced on time."
Laing rolled his eyes. He knew what Emilia meant by practicing on time.
Forget it, the little maid's talent was limited. He would not force her. "Speaking of which, you left Frey in Nur. Is it really okay?"
"Do you think I want to be in Nur?" Emilia did not care. "It wasn't easy for the situation to stabilize. I'm really annoyed. I'll give your son some time to train. Nur has a mature parliamentary and bureaucratic system. He won't have a problem in the short term. Moreover, without personal experience in handling various military and political affairs, how can your son really grow up?"
"Is he really only thirty years old?" Ryan complained.
"If possible, I really want to be twenty-five." Amelia said helplessly. The young maid stood on her tiptoes but found that she still could not touch Leon's face. She could only stomp her feet. "We still need to give him more time to practice … Speaking of which, you said that Nagash's resurrection failed, but that Vlad came back? And he became a demigod? What are you doing? "
"Vlad is more reliable than Frey and Nagash." Laing said casually. "Also, the little Queen Alissanda survived, but she seems to be missing. Do you think she will come to Brittany to look for Devonshire? Hahaha! "
"Frey says her name every day." Emilia's face was full of disdain. "It's best if she comes to Devonshire. How many disasters has she brought to the old world? I don't care who she looks for, just don't look for my son. "
"It's hard to say. Devonshire already has the Twilight sisters. Without Yisha's blessing, she can't return to the elves. She might really go to Frey, hehehe!" Laing laughed evilly. "And a lot of things are not her fault. She is also a victim."
"Then I will never let her be my daughter-in-law!" Emilia said angrily. "Of all people to like, you have to like an elf!"
"Uh …" Laing was a little embarrassed. "Are elves not good?"
"How can the future empress of the Empire have pointy ears?" Emilia said in a shrill voice. "Listen, Laing, I don't care about Volten or Charlemagne's Chosen One. I will make your son the emperor of the Empire. You have to help me, or else …"
"Of course I will help you."
"That's more like it."
Laing and Emilia chatted while inspecting the Dreadnought.
South of the old world, in the southern forest.
With a piercing sound, a long spear pierced through the chest of the original space wolf, Rimanrus, nailing the Wolf King to a cliff. The blood of the original space wolf dyed almost the entire coastal cliff red. The trembling spear shaft and the shattered coastal cliff showed how powerful this strike was.
"Ugh …" Rimanrus looked at the spear that pierced through his chest and looked into the distance with difficulty.
He had lost, and he had lost so easily.
A huge Bloodthirsty Berserk Demon that was surrounded by black smoke slowly revealed itself.
It was the Prince of the First Blood God, the first Prince of Khorne, the Seed of Destruction!
It was here!
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