Chapter 582: Love
"Yes...... Yes! Illya's voice became even more choked: "I love my fiancé so much!" ”
"Nope! I don't believe it, you must be lying to me! Charlemagne shouted with dark excitement, and then he said: "It's okay, even if you have a fiancé, it doesn't matter!" I can snatch you! ”
"I am the Prince, the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Lorik! Your fiancé will definitely give me this face! ”
Charlemagne had lost his usual calm at this time because of the love in his heart, and he actually said such childish words.
Illya looked at the excited Charlemagne, and her heart was even more sad, as if ten thousand sharp knives were wantonly slicing at her heart.
But she still said ruthlessly: "It's useless, I'm the princess of the Rodland Empire, my father won't give you this face, my fiancé is the son of the Grand Master of the Lion Knights, and he is a very important force for my father......"
Speaking of this, Illya's tears had wet her pretty face, and it was obvious that from the bottom of her heart, she also very much wanted to be with Charlemagne.
But he also knew that his father, the bloody emperor Grein, would never give the Lorik Kingdom this face, not that the Lorik Kingdom was too weak, even if the Astra Kingdom, the second strongest country in the continent, made such a request, Grenne would not agree.
"The ...... of the Rodland Empire" Charlemagne repeated the name in his mouth, his eyes were full of powerlessness, the establishment of the Lorik Kingdom, although it was strong, but it must be admitted that there was still a big gap compared to the Rodeland Empire.
Hearing the name, Charlemagne knew how difficult it was to have something on his mind.
Charlemagne was silent for a moment, he had never felt so powerless for the first time since he was a child, he had never felt such a feeling since he was a child, he was the heir to the earl, and when he was a teenager, he was the crown prince of a new power.
Illya looked at Charlemagne who was lonely, and her heart was also colic, how much she wished she could stay with Charlemagne, but she knew that it was impossible.
"Now...... Do you understand? We...... Or so be it...... It's over......" Illya said with a whimper.
Charlemagne listened to Illya's tone that was also full of reluctance, and was silent for a while, this feeling of powerlessness made him have no confidence to make any promises and redemptions.
What should have been a sweet moment turned into a hell like a sharp knife at this time, stabbing the hearts of this young man and girl.
This feeling of pain tormented the two of them all the time, gnawing at their hearts.
After a long time, when both sides had calmed down, Charlemagne suddenly rushed over, hugged Illya's petite body tightly from behind, buried his head in Illya's ear, and said in a choked and affectionate tone: "I know we can't ...... But...... I really, really, love you! ”
Saying that, his tears are also flowing down uncontrollably, the so-called man has tears and does not flick, but he has not reached the sad place, he has never shed tears since he was ten years old, but at this moment, he left tears of sadness and powerlessness.
It was the first time he had grown to such a large size that he had endured such heart-eating pain.
When Illya heard Charlemagne's aggrieved and affectionate words, she could only sobbed and wept silently, letting the tears on her face flow Charlemagne's hands in front of him.
After a while, Illya almost squatted on the ground in discomfort, and sobbed violently, "I...... I also...... I really ...... too Really love you! ”
Charlemagne roared in pain, like a beast in a dead end, and let out an extremely suppressed but sad and desperate voice.
After a few moments, he calmed down and said, "Illya......"
"Huh?" Illya also calmed down a little at this time and responded.
"If possible...... Wait for me, I will definitely marry you before you are twenty years old, no, not twenty years old, if you can't marry you before you are twenty years old, you will marry your fiancé......"
"I ...... It will take a lifetime to try to snatch you back from his side, even if it is the entire Rhodeland Empire that stops me...... I'm going to destroy him, too!" ”
Charlemagne's voice was calm, but Elijah could hear the boundless madness in it.
"I'll spend my whole life! I'm going to marry you too! Charlemagne said firmly.
"Do you believe me?"
"I believe...... I believe! Illya hugged Charlemagne's body and whimpered.
"I will definitely wait for you! Wait for you to marry me! I'm going to come early! ”
Illya said with a forced smile, and Charlemagne also showed an expression that was more ugly than crying, and said, "I will definitely be able to do it!" ”
In this way, the two kissed together again, and the two looked at each other with red eyes, and their hearts swelled with deep love again.
Illya is fifteen years old, and before she turns twenty, four years later, he promises to marry her in five years.
Not only does this promise sound very difficult to fulfill, but it is almost impossible to achieve.
The Rodeland Empire, the first power in the continent, is powerful, not only with two knights, but also twelve legions, their legions are different from the legions formulated by William, William is a legion of 12,000 people, and there is only one legion in the whole army now.
The strength of the Empire was 5,000 men, with a small number of cavalry, medium archers and crossbowmen, and infantry.
In other words, the standing army under the control of the Emperor of the Rodland Empire alone numbered more than 60,000 people, not counting the army controlled by the vassals.
If you count their troops, it is estimated that more than 100,000 regular troops can be put together, after all, it is a population of more than 17 million, and the war potential is really too great.
Up to now, the population of Denlenburg and Isamdenburg, which William had developed for seventeen years, was only one and a half million, and even if the entire kingdom of Tskema was included, the population was only just four million.
That's it, William annexed the Duke of Bunkerson, merging the population of the Norwids and the Checkers.
It's not presumptuous, the current strength of the Lorik Kingdom is indeed not very much in the eyes of the Rhodeland Empire.
If you want them to be taken seriously, you need at least 8 million people and 100,000 regular troops.
Only in this way will the Rodland Empire, which can be deterred, not look down on it, so that Charlemagne can marry Illya smoothly.
However, all this must be accomplished within these five years, which is a task of twice the number of citizens and five times the number of troops.
Although both sides knew that this goal was very difficult to achieve, neither of them proposed it, and they did not want such a harsh reality to ruin such a good time.
Next, Charlemagne accompanied Illya around the garden, and the two almost forgot about the depression they had just had, and began to play again.
After the contact just now, the two began to become familiar, and the two parties were not a little restrained, just like a young couple in love.