The blue sky, a few white clouds, with the slight breeze fluttering lazy body, the sun's aperture stretched the figure standing on the deserted earth longer and longer.

There are some inexplicable echoes in the empty valley, boulders near and far stand majestically in the sudden wind, the silhouette of a wolf appears on the ridge at some point, and then disappears, the dark valley is silent, but somewhere there is a strange light, looking from afar, it is found that it is an unfathomable lake.

The land of the Demon Realm is as desolate as ever, and even wolves disdain to visit it.

Drotes stood quietly in front of the palace, looking aimlessly into the distance.

In the distance, a golden rice field, under the illumination of the sun, flashes dazzling light, and the autumn breeze blows, setting off layers of golden waves, wafting the fragrance of rice.

The bleak cold wind blew in his face, and it suddenly realized that it was just the scenery in his mind.

Thanks to the depression of the land of the Demon Realm, there is no complete ecosystem in the Demon Realm at all, and the only food supply they can get is the herd of antelopes that migrate to the Forest of Life every winter.

While that wouldn't feed every demon, it would not be a problem for the entire race to survive on it.

However, because of this year's war, the loss of last year's food reserves has intensified, and now the stocks have basically bottomed out, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to last until the arrival of the sheep this winter.

This is the reason why their demons have to fight all year round, and it is also the one they dream of changing.

But unfortunately, this is basically impossible to complete, according to legend, the demon world at the end of the age of the gods, used to be the battlefield of the fallen gods, the war was fought in the dark, in the end, the Hades King Ashur absorbed the power of the entire demon world, so that the main god, Romir fell here.

Although Zottes doesn't believe in legends, the land of the Demon Realm has no nutrients, and it is an out-and-out fact, let alone growing crops, even if the corpse is buried in the ground, it will not rot.

Even if the Demon Realm was in dire need of change, even if he longed for change, there was still no path to follow.

Could it be that he continued to wage war, but he had obviously completely eaten away at the previous demon king, but he still didn't get any of the power he should have obtained.

Without the support of the powerful power of the Demon King, what will they use to wage war?

A demon transformed by stupid dark elves?

Where in this world is there such a good thing.

It seems that he has to go and find a solution.

The faint light of the setting sun gave the earth a cicada's wing-like brilliance, and the golden clouds walked like maidens, gradually approaching the lake, like bright and dazzling colored satin, decorating the red and blue sky.

In the warm glow of the sunset, the industrious and simple people stepped on the hardships, unloaded the heavy hoes on their shoulders, and let the sunset give them a holy halo, separating the fatigue of the years and the heaviness of life for a short time.

Hibbert liked to stand by the window with his glass shaking and watch the view, and as far as he could say, he loved the elegance of the nobility engraved in his bones, and he liked this realm full of art.

Although he has important things to do right now, he is willing to take some time to stop and watch.

After a few moments, he turned and sat back in his chair.

Placing the wine glass on the table, he raised his hand to pick up the books on the shelf, but before he could touch them, he was interrupted by a sudden knock outside the door.

"Come in. Hibbert replied calmly, solemnly.

"Report to General Hibbert, we have searched all the woods behind the barracks, but we have not found the bodies of Eve and Gala as mentioned by Miss Desmonda. After nodding at Heber, the knight said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Hibbert pinched his chin and thought for a moment before raising his arm and waving his hand, signaling that the white knight could leave.

If you don't see the body, it will make things a lot more troublesome, and according to the clues obtained so far, the preparatory priest named Milo seems to have a lot to do with the Tel Aviv pope, so he can't rush to arrest people without evidence.

However, Eve and Gala are more troublesome, one is Count Brigitte Monaghan and the other is Count Theodore Dreiser.

He had just taken office and was in the midst of an eventful time, and he had to do everything he could to avoid trouble, and he didn't want to go back to hell again.

Pounding on the table, within a moment, Hibbert had what he thought was a brilliant idea, for he had silently complimented himself in his heart.

Then, Hibbert opened his mouth and shouted, "Felix." ”

As soon as the words fell, the knight outside the door gently opened the door and walked in: "Do you have any orders, General Hibbert?"

"Go and call Raosasib. With that, Hibbert paused: "Tell him to hurry." ”

"Yes, General Hibbert. Nodding, the knight turned and left the room.

Relieved by the solution, Hibbert leaned back in his chair and tasted his glass elegantly.

"Is there anything wrong, General?" Hibbert's red wine had barely finished when a rugged knight in armor pushed open the door and walked in.

"How many times have I told you, remember to knock on the door. Sighing, Hibbert quickly got up from his chair, then walked up to Raosasib, and said in a low voice: "You will set off to the slave market to buy two female ** subordinates, about twelve to thirteen years old, the size is about the same as Desmonder, one is about 1.65 meters tall, and the other is 1.57 meters." ”

"Oh, by the way, before that, you go to Alexei somewhere to buy an ice blade crystal, if I'm not mistaken, little Dismena said that Milo studied ice magic. After saying that, Hibbert raised his hand and patted Raosasib on the shoulder: "After buying the slaves back, you take them to the deepest part of the woods behind the barracks, dispose of them, and then treat their faces with a blunt object, without going overboard, as long as they are not recognized." ”

"Remember, don't let anyone else notice about these actions. Speaking of this, Hibbert couldn't help but grin: "After that, you just have to take someone over to inspect it, and then pretend to find it by chance, understand?"

"Understood, General Hibbert. Nodding, Raosasib quickly withdrew.

If there is no evidence, then make your own evidence, if you can't make a move, then let someone else do it, but not everyone can become a fisherman.

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