Volume 15 The War of Kings! Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Messenger
Volume 15 The War of Kings!Chapter 29 The Messenger
Headquarters of the Council of the Dead, Corridor of Bones.
A soul light suddenly entered the body of a female necromancer, this way of entering the soul is extremely rough and barbaric, because it will irrepressibly damage this **, but the owner of the soul can no longer take care of so many people, he feels that he may dissipate and disintegrate at any time, like a mud man walking in the rain, and it may turn into a puddle of mud anytime and anywhere.
Ulysses had just taken a breath, and before he had time to calm down, his face changed, and he looked at his hands busily, but they were constantly rotting and drying up, as if the vitality was constantly passing, and he couldn't help but howl bitterly, and said, "Nell, you madman"
The power of the sacrificial seal was not something he could resist at all, and after a few days at most, he was destined to perish even his soul, leaving nothing behind, not even resurrection.
Now his only way is to keep looking for a suitable body in a short period of time, at the cost of ** consumption, which can delay the time when his soul disappears, but this is just drinking to quench his thirst, controlling other people's bodies requires the consumption of part of the soul power, but if he doesn't enter, then the soul will disappear faster, he can only delay time in this way, but he can't think of any better way.
At least in his mind, there was no way to resolve it.
For example, the body on his body now, it can be expected that it will completely collapse when it only needs **hourglass, and before that, he needs to continue to look for a more suitable **, otherwise he will only lose more than he gains.
He regretted it a little now, if he didn't go to find trouble with that Landiston after getting the body of the Abyss Dragon Emperor, he wouldn't have met that madman of Nell at all, it was simply that Landiston had dug a trap waiting for him to drill, but it was just a momentary negligence and contempt, which caused the current dilemma.
He should have thought a long time ago that no king was simple and would give him an opportunity for nothing.
After returning to the hall, he drove away all the slaves, and there he frowned and thought about the following countermeasures, before becoming a king, he had experienced countless times between life and death, so he was still very calm at the moment, he knew that he could not panic at this time, panic could not solve any problems, only concentrating on thinking of a solution was what he needed to do at the moment.
"My lord, someone wants to see you. A slave flashed out of the gate.
Ulysses raised his head, and was about to reprimand this slave who was not afraid of death who interrupted his train of thought, when suddenly, his eyes opened, and he said sharply, "Who are you?"
The servant walked in, seemingly unconcerned that the other party was a king, and he smiled and said, "I, my name is Howard, and I am a shadow thief, and you should have seen me Ulysses." ”
Ulysses nodded and said, "I have a little impression that I saw you last time at Rommels. ”
"Yes, that's my mentor. Howard smiled, showing his neat teeth.
Since it involves a king, Ulysses has to be cautious, not to mention, in his current state, it is impossible for Rommels to be the opponent, although the other party is not one of the people who signed the agreement back then, but since the other party can kill Adriman, he has become the second person among the kings to kill the king, and he has to fight anyway.
"What are you doing with me?"
"That's right, because I know you're in a bit of trouble, so I thought I'd come and see if there's anything I could do to help. Howard maintained a graceful gesture and a polite smile, and his sincerity, at least on the surface, was impeccable.
Ulysses leaned back in his chair, clasped his hands in front of him, and squinted, "How did you know I was in trouble?"
Howard crossed his arms and leaned against the porch next to him, smiling: "Well, someone told me in advance, and I happened to have a little business dealings with him, and I was suspicious of it, but now it seems that he is right, you are indeed in trouble." ”
Ulysses's hand slowly let go, and he said in a deep voice, "So you came to me yourself?"
Howard nodded, "Yes, it's completely my own will, and it has nothing to do with my mentor." ”
"If that's the case, I might as well think about it, how are you going to help me?" Ulysses made sure that there was no shadow of a king powerhouse behind the other party, his mood relaxed a little, he really didn't have the energy to deal with a powerhouse of the same rank at the moment.
Howard straightened up and smiled: "If you agree, it's very simple, I know you need a suitable body......" Speaking of this, he paused deliberately, and then looked at the other party.
"Well, go on. ”
"It just so happens that I have a body in my hand that is absolutely suitable for you, and I, for a small price, can hand him over to you, what do you think?" Howard was at the moment completely shrewd businessman's face, and he was not at all a thief.
Ulysses said expressionlessly: "You don't have to worry about the price, I will definitely pay what I should pay, but how do I know if this body is suitable or not?"
Howard's eyes flashed, and he said, "I can use this body for you without any charge for it first, and if you think it's not suitable, you can treat it as if you haven't seen me at all." ”
"Oh, it seems that you have done everything you can, so you are not at all afraid that I will regret it afterwards?" Ulysses looked at the other with cold eyes.
Howard spread his hands and said, "No, I don't have any arrangements, because if I spread your news everywhere at this moment, other kings will definitely not believe it, they will suspect that this is a rumor that you have deliberately released, if they really want to deal with you, they will not be impatient, at least do some investigation before finding out the situation before they start." But if something really goes wrong, not to mention that my mentor will definitely find something wrong, even if the other kings and powerhouses see that you actually don't hesitate to kill an ordinary person to keep the secret, then they can easily see the true state of you at the moment, don't you say?
Ulysses snorted and said, "It seems that you hate the kings' minds. ”
"Where, where," Howard said with a smile, "I just learned a little bit from my mentor, you know, I don't have any special expertise in this profession, I just like to figure out people's hearts." ”
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Diocese of Bethlehem, North Selen
"Hello, I'm Tarir, an emissary from Tuyaemun of the Northern Alliance, and I've come here to ask for a meeting with your lord. A purple-robed messenger bowed to the priest in front of her, and judging by her voice and appearance, she was a woman, and she should be a beautiful woman.
"Northern Alliance?"
Belinda had never heard of these two places, could it be the Burnts from the East who practiced Lunaticism, and it was true that there had been merchants who had come to trade in the past two years, but they did not seem to be very friendly to the Holy See.
"Honorable envoy, are you from the East?"
"It's not. The messenger let out a chuckle as she slowly reached out and removed the hood from her head, revealing two pointed ears.
"Elves?"
Belinda was taken aback, and then she took a closer look, no, it looked like dark purple skin, a bumpy figure, and glowing eyes, which looked like a black elf from the underground.
Her tone couldn't help but be a little cold, and she said, "I don't know what else we have to do with the black elves?"
Tarir smiled unmindingly, she said, "We know that the diocese of Bethlehem has had an unpleasant past with the Black Elves, but just as there are many kingdoms for humans in the earthly world, the kingdom of the Dark Elves is not unified, and not all Black Elves represent the will of the Northern Alliance. ”
Belinda sighed and said, "You mean, you are a black elf from another country?
Tarir lowered her head, and she said in a very sincere tone: "To be exact, it is the Northern Alliance, it is only the southern tribes that have clashed with the diocese of Bethlehem before, and they even want to start a war with us, we are hostile to each other, and our territory is very far away from Bethlehem, so we have no ambitions here." ”
"In that case, what are you here for today?"
Tarir said in a deep voice: "We want to buy supplies, ships, and slaves in the free city-state, but this trade may be special, and the amount of purchases is also very large, and we know that in fact, the real trade controller is not the so-called Inquisition of the free city-state, but the diocese of Bethlehem, so we came directly to North Selen." ”
Belinda glanced at the other party in surprise and said, "Are you going to trade with the East?"
The Black Elves are also trading on the surface?
"That's not the case," said the Black Elf emissary without hesitation, "We're going to attack Remfinaya, the surface elven country far away in the South China Sea, and since this is a rather long expedition, we have to pass through multiple realms and the vast South China Sea, and without the cooperation of other terrestrial realms, this feat will not be possible at all." ”
"What?" Belinda was taken aback, but she remained silent on the surface, and asked, "Then you are also purchasing supplies for the war?" I may venture to ask, where are your country's troops ready to assemble?"
Taril raised her head and said, "There is nothing to hide from this, our plan is that the army will be completely assembled in the many ports of the free city-state. ”
"Plans?" Belinda sneered and said, "But how do I know that you are not using this excuse to attack Bethlehem?"
"Rest assured that our army can be unarmed, that your army can watch over the route, that it can follow the route you have set out, that we can even hold important people hostage in Bethlehem, and that we will pay for everything we do. Taryl said these conditions in one breath, and it was clear that she had thought of all of this before she came out.
"If that's the case," Belinda thought for a moment, "you might as well think about it." ”
"We are very sincere," Tarir said loudly, "because the time of 10,000 years is almost up, according to the prophecy tablet, we will retake the World Tree that was seized by the surface elves, and restore our former glory, anything else, human territory, we are not interested, because we can only survive underground, the vast underground world we have not yet fully occupied, where would we be interested in coveting the uncontrollable surface world? Only a madman would do this"
Belinda nodded noncommittally.
Taril continued, "If we succeed in capturing the World Tree, then we will sign an offensive and defensive alliance with the Diocese of Bethlehem, and this validity period can be completely determined by Bethlehem. ”
This is indeed an extremely generous condition, even Belinda couldn't help but be moved, she thought about it and asked, "How many people do you have?"
"It's just that we control, about two million people. ”
Two million people, which is already the same as the population of the entire plain of Bethlehem, and this is the result of Bethlehem's continuous absorption of people for nearly two years.
Belinda said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that you will succeed? You must know that this is going to turn against the surface elves, and we are allies with the surface elves in the Third Continental War, and we are mortal enemies with you." ”
Tariel smiled and said, "Allies can become mortal enemies, and mortal enemies can also become close friends, it depends on how those in power choose." At this point, she said with some dissatisfaction: "You may not think so, but why don't you ask Bishop Lantiston what he means?"
Belinda snorted and said, "Bishop Lantiston will definitely consider my opinion carefully. ”
"Perhaps," Taryl said with a faint smile, "You should remember the last time an surface elf came looking for you?"
Belinda remembered the elf girl who had come with Abner, and said, "Yes, there is such a thing, but she didn't say much. ”
Tarir sneered: "Her identity is very special, her arrival means that the surface elves are also looking for allies, but their reserve makes them miss the opportunity, for ten thousand years, they have been like this, there has never been any change, and we are different, we are truly respectful of you, shouldn't history allow capable races to replace conservative and self-contained races? ”
Belinda groaned for a moment and said, "I'll tell Bishop Lantiston about this, do you have anything else you want me to tell you?"
"Yes," said Taryl without hesitation, "I would like to meet him in person if I can, and I wonder if I will be allowed to do so?"
After walking out of the council chamber, Taryl couldn't help but be a little disappointed, this lady Belinda seemed to have some emotional fluctuations, not like a suitable agent who was coldly spoken, but she could feel the beauty of the other party hidden beneath the surface. The shrewd heart that is hidden.
This is a difficult opponent to deal with.
"Is it His Excellency Taril, the emissary from the Northern Alliance?" a gentle and pleasant voice came from behind.
Tariel turned around, her eyes lit up, and she said, "You are ......"
It was a thin blonde boy with natural clothes, and he smiled and said, "I am a disciple of the Bishop of Valentheim Landiston, and you can call me Lemmon." ”
"Hello. Taryl politely bent over.
Lemon also bowed, and with a smile on his face, he said, "I heard what you said just now, and I can help you introduce your mentor without having to go through Belinda's sacrifice." ”
The look in Tariel's eyes brightened a little, and the whole person looked even more beautiful, and she asked, "So, what do we need to pay?"
Lemon secretly snorted, the black elves are really a race that puts interests first, but this is still quite his appetite, he secretly thought, how should he maximize his own interests?
His younger sister Janice has now been arranged by Belinda to inherit the title of Duchy of Nurs, and has heard that there are already a large number of followers who are preparing to seize the title of Emperor of the Easton Empire.
And he still has nothing, he should have looked for his own help early and established his own power.
He pondered there without speaking, but the beautiful black elf misunderstood what he meant, and she showed a charming smile, and then gently pressed up like a snake, and whispered, "If I can really see the Bishop, there are some conditions that I can also consider." ”
Lemon was stunned, he subconsciously grabbed his slender and smooth waist like a snake, and let the other party's body stick to his body, he was not an old-fashioned ascetic, and the other party would never refuse this kind of good thing sent to the door, but then he smiled and said, "I'm afraid you misunderstood what I meant." ”
"Oh, what do you mean?" It can be seen from the clear eyes of the other party that the other party really doesn't care much about himself, but Tariel is not annoyed, and he does not push the other party away because of this, but looks into the other party's eyes with a smile.
"I mean...... Marriage. Lemmon's lips moved, and he said suddenly.
"Marriage?" Tariel's body shuddered slightly.
"I am the first disciple of the Bishop, and I have a certain status in the diocese, and once we marry me, then our political alliance with each other becomes solid. This condition is the way to maximize the benefits in a short period of time that Lemon can think of.
Tarir chuckled and said, "Marrying a Black Elf is a bold idea. ”
Lemon sneered, "The Black Elves can form an alliance with the Human Holy See, aren't your ideas as bold?"
"That is different, Bethlehem allows the common people to be religious, and we can see the ambition of your bishop. Tariel stared into Lemon's eyes, this is a smart and ambitious teenager, beauty, wealth is just an accessory in his eyes, he pursues power, but it is this kind of human man that makes her a little moved, she suddenly took a step back, and said solemnly: "I will tell the mistress about all this, even if the worst outcome, I will give you a black elf princess." ”
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