The clear liquid rises and falls in the transparent bottle container with someone's movements, and the exuberant bonfire not only illuminates the faces of the people sitting nearby, but also reflects the golden liquid into an amber-like color. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"So, is this what the other party calls sincerity?"

As if having observed enough, the container holder stopped his movements and asked a man in a gray robe beside him.

"Yes, sir. If the other party says yes, you will be able to understand the value and meaning behind it. ”

"Yes."

As if thinking about something, the bottle bearer gave a brief response and never spoke again. The people around me also obeyed the necessary etiquette when getting along with their superiors and subordinates, and did not speak without permission.

The silence was not broken until one of the members of the team added firewood to the campfire when the heat dropped significantly.

"Honor, bring me the glass."

It was a girl who was also dressed in a gray robe who was called, and she saw that her body trembled obviously, and she almost threw the firewood directly into the fire, but fortunately, someone next to her reached out to help her stabilize her body. Then she apologized in a panic and pulled out a banquet goblet from a duffel bag not far behind the group.

The bottle bearer took the cup from her hand, and asked the gray-robed man from the previous to uncork the bottle-shaped container, and then filled the cup with a very shallow layer of liquid.

Just as the bottle bearer was about to raise the cup and drink the contents down, the man who had held the girl spoke up.

"Please forgive me for interrupting you without permission, my lord."

"It's okay, you can say it."

"Yes, sir. Are you really sure you want to do this, my lord, this is an alchemical solution with unknown effect. ”

"Ahh

As he said this, a sharp light appeared in the two eyes of the bottle bearer, which were of different colors.

"Just in case, I've already done a good dilution just now, so there's no problem. What's more, my body hasn't weakened to that point. ”

"Yes, it's rude, my lord."

This time, the golden liquid passed through the bottle bearer's throat and went straight to the inside of his body. Immediately afterward, the sensation of burning the inside of his body made him moan, and the large amount of sweat beads on his body intensified the worry of the rest of the people, so they all showed nervous expressions.

The bottle bearer waved his hand to show that he was not in much danger, and then felt his whole head become groggy and his body began to heat slightly.

"Hmm......"

"Are you really okay, my lord?"

"Ahh......h It seems that the other party is at least not lying, and the name given to this thing is 'Golden Wine'. ”

Hearing him say this, the people around him were obviously relieved.

"The question that remains is, how effective is this thing...... If only there happened to be an experimenter, are you right, General Wilhelm. ”

As soon as the bearer finished speaking, a somewhat distinct silhouette stood in the middle of the trees shrouded in night a little distance. Then he approached the bonfire in a majestic manner, revealing his fierce face that had endured the ordeal.

"Humph! I'll just say that the old stubborns above are stupid, and the witches are not what they used to be, and there is no point in stealth, but they don't listen to them at all. Now, we can fight in the dark with our faces in the open. ”

"Don't blame yourself too much, although the general is a little rough, he has not well realized the plan to surround us."

"Hah! Don't pretend to be stupid, how smart the saint was in the past, everyone in the country knows it, I don't think that after turning into a witch, my ability in this area will decline, and after discovering the situation, I will still be indifferent and let us surround me. That's why I'm standing here and wondering what you sinners want to do. ”

"The general has just gotten the answer."

The bearer of the bottle, known as the Witch, switches from a seated position to a standing position, and it is evident that her height is only as high as the waist of the warrior who stands a few meters away and has a reputation for prowess in his homeland. Although the person who is compared to her is a strong man who is more than two meters long and has the blood of a giant, her figure should indeed be described as petite.

"That's right, although I had doubted that the saint had escaped with a secret treasure and was wanted or even called a witch because there was some unspeakable secret, but now there is no need to explain. You're already under the command of the Golden Lord, I'm right. ”

"What the hell is it......

The bottle holder did not give a direct answer. She did have contact with that being, and this transaction was also related to the other party, but to say that the other party was a demon king? Then she didn't believe it.

"It seems that you don't even want to make a defense, so there's nothing more to say, brothers, up!"

With the shouts of the strong men, many soldiers in light armor appeared in the surrounding woods.

"Ryan, Random Transfer!"

She made a decisive decision. Hearing this order, the last and fifth member of the group formed a pale blue ball of light with both hands and was pressed to the ground. The rudiments of the magic circle were quickly drawn on the uneven dirt floor, but before the patterns were completely filled, they dimmed in the blink of an eye like paint about to seep into the ground.

"My lord! They fixed the nearby space with dimensional anchors! ”

As a skilled spellcaster, the member quickly discovered the reason why the circle could not be formed.

"Hahaha! Witch, I didn't expect you to lose one day because of the underestimation of the enemy! Compared to the dimensional anchor scroll, the secret treasure is much more important, and the amount given to me by the old diehards is enough to fix a radius of several kilometers, so you have nowhere to escape! ”

The leader, who was informed of this fact, did not appear to panic, and she immediately gave up on the idea of a breakthrough without a plan, and instead let the other four gather around her. According to the words of the being, her team consists of knights, warriors, priests, mages, and archers, and they are all first-class standards, and if you are determined to persevere, you can still delay enough time to face an enemy a hundred times your size in the right terrain.

So she whispered to the four of them:

"After I use that spell, don't leave its area of influence, I've already made contact with the other party, and he'll be coming right away."

"Yes! My lord. ”

Then, she drank the liquid from the bottle in her hand, and a few seconds later, a soft white glow centered on it completely covered a small area of the woods.

"Welcome to my Sanctuary."

She declared.

--

It was only a few minutes in fact, but it already made William feel that it was such a long time. The combination of the Kingdom's first-class spellcasters and guards who were slightly inferior to his own caused him more trouble than he had ever encountered on the battlefield in the past.

As far as the eye can see, more than thirty percent of the soldiers brought in have fallen. The brilliance of magic and law, the awe-inspiring fists and the icy arrows are methodically expanding the results.

"Hmm."

On the other side of the intersection of the blades, the gray-robed knight who let out a muffled grunt prevented him from joining the encirclement and suppression battle group in person. Obviously, the other party should have been at the end of the crossbow in terms of physical strength, but I don't know why he can still support it, maybe he has adopted some kind of secret method to stimulate his life potential, and the veins of several blood vessels on his face are clearly visible, and his eyes are also bloodshot, which is terrifying and abnormal.

"Stinky Boy ......"

Wanting to vent the resentment in his heart, he twisted the whole body strength mobilized from his feet into one and concentrated it on his arms, and the depressed look on the other party's face became more and more obvious. William felt that if he could put more pressure on him, he would be able to crush the enemy.

Damn, if it weren't for the progress of that witch's legal arts, she wouldn't have had to do so much damage.

William felt bitter when he thought of the law that the other party had used before the war, which he had not yet learned when he was a saint, the unreasonable oppressive law that had robbed him and his subordinates of some of their power. With the power of the demons, it is no wonder that more and more people have thrown themselves into the enemy formation recently.

But then he would put an end to it himself—and with that thought, William was ready to wring his strength again.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

A majestic roar came from the air, and William subconsciously raised his head, and saw a huge black shadow covering the brilliance of Blue Moon Ymir, and quickly approached the location of the melee.

“…… Dragons, dragons! ”

I don't know who shouted out first, William's consciousness was finally willing to admit that it was the body of the black shadow, one of the peaks of the continent's power system, and the dragon clan of the upper race.

The dragon's coercion naturally spread, and even William could not avoid being affected by it, and the power condensed in his body was all removed, and the whole person collapsed to the ground. The gray-robed knight drew his sword and retreated to the witch's side as if he was completely fine.

In an instant, he had an inference about the current situation in his mind: although there were indeed dragons among the guardians of the kingdom, the existence in front of him obviously did not belong to the kingdom forces, that is, it was the reinforcements of the other party.

The moment he reached his conclusion, a man jumped down from the dragon, and it was a man with the appearance of a young man. Dressed in what looked like an alchemist's uniform, with several bags hanging around his waist, his black hair seemed to blend in with the night, and only his eyes shone like gold.

The young man looked at the soldiers, then at the witch and the group, and finally at William.

"I said brother, it's hard for me to do something like you, and the content of after-sales service will become more."

"You are...... Demon King ......"

For some reason, the words I wanted to say could not be expressed as smoothly as I expected. When the young man saw his appearance, he seemed to scratch his head in trouble.

"Alas, I always feel that there are more misunderstandings. But it doesn't matter, it's unavoidable anyway. ”

After speaking, the young man didn't care about William's reaction, walked straight to the witch, and spoke in a hearty voice.

"Okay, Miss Noyer, since we have enjoyed the after-sales service in advance, then the transaction between us has been established, right?"

"You're right. But I'd like to talk about it in a different place. ”

"That's right. Do you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots? ”

At this point, the former saint and the current witch Noyer glanced at William expressionlessly and gave an answer.

"Personally, I don't want to do that."

"Since it's the customer's request, there's no way around it. Anyway, come up first, Gaunt doesn't like to wait too long. ”

Just as William, who couldn't move, pondered which Gaunt was in his words, the young man and the witch easily performed "disappearing" in front of his eyes. Knowing that this was actually a transfer magic that had escaped from the confines of the dimensional anchor, William's heart was overwhelmed. This can only happen if the level of the magic caster is much higher than the level of the Dimensional Anchor Scroll maker.

These scrolls have a long history, and the specific maker may not be able to verify, but there is no doubt that they are made by highly accomplished first-class spellcasters, and it is unimaginable how high the level of that demon king can be compared to this group of people. There is also an alchemy product called "Golden Wine" that the witch drank before, and as the work of the Demon King, the effect is extremely dangerous.

This information must be conveyed to the Emperor and other nations.

With this thought and a deep sense of powerlessness, William could only watch as the dragon carried his chasing enemy away quickly.

--

The frenzied air flow surrounded her, and Noyer Sylvia, who had not yet adapted to the title of witch, looked down diagonally, and the visual difference brought by the height in the darkness made her heart sprout a little fear and excitement.

Although the guardians of the theocratic kingdom of Leon are dragons and she once held the high position of a saint, it is also a precious experience for her to soar in the sky on a giant dragon. After all, as a high-ranking race, the dragon clan has extremely high self-esteem, and generally speaking, they are not willing to let others ride on their backs.

Thinking about communicating his feelings with his subordinates at this time, no, it should be said that the partners in the team and looking at them, I found that although in order to avoid the damage of the air currents in the air and maintain the balance of the body, everyone was blessed by the dragon himself with the blessing of the storm goddess Ural, but now the faces of the four partners are not very good. I guess I'm all enduring the discomfort, and naturally I can't take the leisure to pay attention to the scenery below.

In this way, the only possible person to talk to is the black-haired man sitting at the front, the one who is called the Demon King by the Kingdom General, but in fact he is an unknown existence.

Who is the other person?

She has been thinking about this since her first contact, and even secretly used her privilege as a saint to investigate relevant information, but all she got at that time was only superficial information.

No matter how you look at it, this is too abnormal, how can the existence of a prop that looks so young on the outside, but can make the flower of talent that withered in her body bloom again, how can it not be noticed in the past? The rest of the explanation is nothing more than that the information about him is classified as highly secret in various countries, and even the saints cannot see it.

However, according to this interpretation, new doubts will arise. Superficial speech can be controlled, but rumors should not be stopped. But she has never found any traces of his activity in the major events of recent decades in the news collected on the streets.

Is the other party accustomed to concealing his actions, and his methods of dealing with it afterwards are very clever, or is the other party really active in an existence like a demon king in the long history of the past, and after a long period of sleep, he finally woke up in this era?

Considering the possibility of the latter, Noyer's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. Because in that case, she might have really sold her soul to the enemies of humanity, even if the other party had shown steady, composure, and consideration for humanity in past conversations.

"Huh? Are you not feeling well, Miss Noyer? ”

As if noticing Noyer's gaze subconsciously as he was thinking, the young man turned his head, his eyes shining with a golden glow as before, and his hearty tone was really annoying.

"No, I just ...... That, well, does get a little dizzy. ”

In order not to let the young man perceive his inner thoughts, Noyer quickly took over the topic. And in fact, she didn't lie, after thinking about it, she did feel the dizziness caused by her body off the ground in anxiety.

"Ah, the first time I rode Gaunt, I was even more humiliated than you, please don't pay too much attention to it. What's more, Gaunt is the most skilled manned flight over there, so trust Gaunt. ”

"I'm not happy at all when you say that."

Rather than asking what the vague "over there" in the other person's reassurance represented, Noyer was struck by another thing.

"Mr. Dragon, ah, I'm sorry, Ms. Dragon, are you talking?"

"Otherwise, who do you think there will be, little girl with pointed ears?"

The question was answered instantly, but Noyer felt very incredible. The dragon named Gaunt sent her voice directly through a sound transmission spell, which she had expected, but she didn't expect its gender to be the exact opposite of what she had previously envisioned.

"The name of the dragon is determined by its strength at birth, represents its domain, and cannot be changed for a lifetime."

The young man's kind explanation reminded Noyer that he had indeed seen the relevant knowledge before, but the long time without direct contact with the dragons made her forget about it for a moment.

"I apologize for the offense to my ignorance, and please forgive me, noble lady."

"It doesn't matter. To be honest, I don't care too much about this. ”

This surprised Noyer, because the other party was not as arrogant as she thought. Is it by nature, or is it because of the relationship with young people that has led to a transformation?

The dragon fell silent as soon as he finished speaking, and the young man naturally took over.

"Speaking of which, Miss Noyer was trying to ask something, right? Don't look at me with such surprise, your expression is completely exposed. ”

Before he spoke again, Noyer was shaken by the fact that the other party had fully seen what he was thinking. Could it be that the facial expression control skills that I have developed during my saintly years are so unbearable? No, no, I was able to perform well in front of the high-level leaders of other countries before, but this guy in front of me must be too abnormal - yes, that's it.

After making excuses for her gaffe, she finally calmed down a little. Since the other party has given this opportunity, there is no reason why she should not take advantage of it. So it took a few more seconds to prepare the words, and she asked the question that had been haunting her mind since the two met.

"Why did you choose me? What do you need me to do? No, no, what exactly do you want to do before that? ”

"Hmm...... Mademoiselle Noyer, you have three questions in one go, but I will answer the last one for you, as you requested. ”

After a pause, the young man showed the most sincere smile since the two met.

"Godkiller, have you ever thought about it?"

There were too many words beyond his expectations for a moment for Noyer to comprehend what he had heard. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had inadvertently approached the young man and grabbed him by the collar. The faces of the two were almost pressed together.

"What are you talking about? Are you serious? Less kidding! ”

The emotions in his heart almost burst out in the roar, but the young man just smiled again without changing his face. There was clearly something lurking under that expression, but Noyer couldn't tell it now.

"Miss Noyer, although she has the protection of the goddess, it is still very dangerous to do such a fierce action in the sky. What's more, your companions are watching. ”

At his words, Noyer turned to look, only to notice that the other four members of the team were all holding back their physical discomfort and looking at her with very worried expressions. This caused her thinking circuit to cool down quickly, and she let go of her hand and sat down half a body away from the young man.

“…… I can't understand why humans have such pursuits. In any case, I am also a former saint, and blasphemy is unforgivable. ”

"Well...... There is a reason why things are the way they are, of course. ”

"During my time as a saint, I met many people like this, and their so-called reasons were just for their own selfish interests. I'd like to see how the guy called the 'Demon King' is different from them. ”

"It's a long story, maybe boring, but it looks like there's still plenty of time to get to your destination. Miss Noyer, are you sure you want to hear it? ”

"Of course."

Noyer probably couldn't have imagined at this moment that the words she said in anger would become the key to affecting the future direction of history.

--

In the year 1287 of the continental calendar, the "Demon King of Gold" took away the former saint of the theocratic kingdom of Leon, Noyer Sylvia, which had fallen into a witch, and swept across the entire continent, and the movement called the "Holy Demon War" by later generations began.