Nicos City, the largest city in the Hoko Islands, is located on the northern plains of Harvey Island, north of Nix City, on the mountainside of Mount Cormier, where a magnificent castle stands - Fort Cormier, the foundation of the Ella family's rule over the Hoko Islands.

On the afternoon of 15 May, before the report of the new Chief of Military Intelligence, Dane, arrived, Viscount Ake at Fort Cormier, the envoy of the troops attacking the island of Sevis.

An elderly werewolf...

He spoke the lingua franca of mankind fluently, and when he appeared in the port of Klot, the main island, in his hand, was immediately detained by the garrison and quickly reported to Viscount Ak, who was in Fort Cormyr.

In the face of the enemy envoys, Viscount Ake showed the bearing of a ruler, and he sent his own guard of honor to welcome the other party into the city of Nikes.

When his ministers and lords and nobles objected to receiving this werewolf with such a high standard, Viscount Ake said lightly: "The person who can occupy half of the territory of the island of Sevis in 24 hours and make our navy helpless deserves our respect, if you object, well, organize your army to regain our lost land!"

When the noble lords heard this, they were immediately silent.

...

In the glittering council hall of Fort Cormier, Viscount Ake and his ministers, as well as several lords who had just arrived, met the old werewolf messenger.

The old werewolf was dressed in a white silk gown, with a golden gilded buckle around his waist, and smooth leather boots that 'creaked' when he walked, and if it weren't for the fact that his werewolf's head was too conspicuous, he would have dressed and walked like a human nobleman.

"Stop!" as the old werewolf reached the middle of the hall, Count Ellie suddenly came out and scolded.

The old werewolf smiled faintly at Count Ellie, his steps stopped, he glanced at everyone in the hall, and finally stopped his gaze on Viscount Ake, who was sitting on the high platform, and then bowed slightly to perform a standard human aristocratic etiquette.

"Dear Viscount Ake, Greetings to Walter, Chief Consul of the Kingdom of Misha. The werewolf introduced himself, and then said: "More than two hundred years ago, well... 205 years and 33 days to be exact, that day, and in the afternoon, my ancestors received guests from afar, a human named Sico Ella and his entourage.

My ancestor thought that he was welcoming friends, and he even brought out the best food of the tribe to entertain his guests, but what he did not expect was that he was greeted by demons in hell, a group of demons that only appear in the most evil stories, a group of demons who should have gone to hell..."

"Werewolf, tell us your purpose!" Count Ellie interrupted Walter's somewhat uncontrolled growl, "if your purpose is to look back at history, then you can go back now and wait for our army to come." ”

"Werewolf, watch your wording... Also, enjoy this time, and in half a month, the army of the Hoko Islands will show you what real hell is. A tall noble lord followed.

"Another self-proclaimed kingdom, the empire has slaughtered more kingdoms in these three hundred years than you can count!" Immediately afterward, a nobleman in the uniform of a naval cadet said coldly.

"The mighty empire has made you arrogant for a long time, and I can understand that. Walter was not angry at all, but nodded gracefully to the three who spoke to him, maintaining a kind smile.

"You learn what we humans know, werewolves. "But this is not the place for you to show off. ”

Walter smiled faintly, "Although I don't want to admit it, the imperial civilization is indeed the most powerful and brilliant civilization on this continent, which is completely different from the development direction of the elven civilization for tens of thousands of years. ”

"Let's get down to business, Lord Walter, like the war we're waging on both sides. Viscount Aker interrupted Walter impatiently.

Walter kept smiling, glanced at everything in the hall again, and then stared at Viscount Ake and said: "Since the day I was sensible, my father has told me about the hatred between werewolves and the Empire, I was trained from a young age to be a real killing machine, but unfortunately, until I entered old age, I didn't have the opportunity to kill the enemy,

I grew up in hatred, no, I think our entire tribe has been infused with hatred of humanity since birth...

I haven't seen your viciousness with my own eyes, perhaps because of the natural harmony of werewolves, so much so that I couldn't understand this hatred for a long time, but...

My father, almost every day, whispered this hatred in my ears, and gradually, this hatred took root in the depths of my heart, and then spread uncontrollably throughout my body, until it seeped into my bone marrow!

And I, in accordance with the laws of the tribe, also instilled in my son the idea of hatred for you, his name is Ian, at this time he has stabbed nearly a hundred humans, I don't know if this is revenge..."

Saying this, the old werewolf had a regretful expression on his face, and the human nobles present, including Viscount Ark himself, were all lost in thought.

Soon, the werewolf continued: "I personally believe in human civilization, and from the bottom of my heart I hope that our two races can live in peace, and this could have been achieved, but unfortunately, your ancestor, Sico Ella, personally killed this possibility!"

"Whew!" The old werewolf let out a sigh of relief, looked at the silent Viscount Ark and the people around him, and his face suddenly became serious, "Two hundred years ago, it was you who brought us disasters and killings, and now, at this moment, two hundred years later, we, the Kingdom of Misha, will bring you wars, endless wars,

From this day forward, you will no longer be able to do whatever you want in our homeland, we will do everything to reclaim what belongs to us, we swear, we will never take a step back,

If you want to end the war, you can!

Either we kill them all, or we kill them all!"

The old werewolf was obviously very excited when he said this, the hair on his cheeks trembled slightly, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly rose, "Now, I, Walter, as the chief consul of the Misha Kingdom and the patriarch of the werewolf clan, declare war on the Locke Empire on behalf of the Misha Kingdom,

We never think about when the war will end, even if the war is until the end of the world, we will not retreat, even if there is a ninefold hell ahead, we will move forward without hesitation. ”

"Whew, whew!" the old werewolf gasped for breath after saying these words, and there was a look of relief in his eyes, and he waited for Viscount Ake's disposal...

Or rather, he waited for death.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound brought all the nobles back to their senses.

But I saw that Viscount Ake, who was on the high seat, stood up suddenly, his eyes were cold and solemn, and the two-handed big sword he was holding was nailed to the bottom plate about twenty centimeters away from his feet with the scabbard, and his right hand gently stroked the hilt of the sword,

"The Empire will not be afraid of war, and the Ella family will not be afraid of war, if you want war, then the Ella family will fulfill you, and our army will slaughter you from the Hoko Islands, and then, slaughter your kingdom!"

Viscount Ake's resounding words resounded throughout the hall.

"I'm waiting for that day to come!" the old werewolf bowed, then turned and walked away.

"Ake?" Count Ellie looked at the departing old werewolf and asked what to do.

"Let him go!" Duke Ark waved his hand, "The Ella family is not going to show their majesty by killing the emissary!"

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