Regarding the matter of giving up the throne, although Bai Yi did not discuss it with the other Void Walkers, none of them objected, and no one was interested in this muddy quagmire with no oil and water, not to mention that this was still a quagmire covered by some military god. I don't know if this god of war really exists, so he came to fight with Bai Yi.

Only the lich's opinion is a little different, "Although I don't disagree with your decision, I just feel a little regretful, there are so many people here, you can gather them and transform them into all kinds of undead creatures, the weak ones will become skeleton soldiers, and the strong ones will become death knights, and then you will have an army of hundreds of thousands of undead, sweeping the entire East plane, and you don't have to worry about their loyalty and supplies..."

Damn, this guy is so crazy... Bai Yi sighed secretly in his heart, thinking that if he really did what he said, I am afraid that not only the god of war will come to cut him down, but the church will probably have to take action himself...

The Void Walkers took this very lightly, but the Khans were different, at this time they were already arguing in the royal tent, some people thought that this was a good thing, and the change of throne in the future was all based on strength, without looking at the face of a certain person; However, there are also those who believe that the sword of the god of war is a symbol of the god of war, and whether it respects tradition or not, it should not fall into the hands of outsiders.

"You're so powerful, take your people to rob them? Anyway, I saw how he slaughtered the goshawks, and you can take the idiots of your clan to experience it for yourself. The Khan of the Galloping Horse said loudly, he had experienced several ups and downs in his life this morning, and his emotions were inevitably a little excited, as the strongest Khan at the moment, he certainly hoped that the sword of the god of war would disappear completely.

"Astro Boy, I think you want to be a king and want to go crazy, right? Even if you let the sword of the god of war be handed over to outsiders, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the god of war? Another weaker khan asked the Galloping Horse Khan in a loud voice, a tribe like them that was not strong would naturally place their hopes on tradition.

"If the god of war really wants to punish, then he will punish the gray guy first, but he has nothing to do, which means that the god of war approves of him, he is the master of the sword of the god of war, and we should respect his opinion!"

"I don't know if the god of war will send down divine punishment, and I haven't seen it, but if you take someone to grab the sword, you can appreciate the divine punishment of the sword of the military god."

"You spineless cowards, you don't even want the inheritance of the god of war! You are not worthy to be the people of the steppe! ”

"You deserve it? Then you go and grab it! Anyway, we have lived the days when we didn't have the sword of the god of war, and not every king is the master of the sword of the god of war, which is not a big deal. ”

"That's right, that woman also lost with the sword of the god of war, which shows that one weapon is not enough to support a throne, and I even think we can abandon this tradition."

There was a lot of noise in the king's tent, and there were all kinds of opinions, but most of them still tended to accept the reality, and the key was not to accept it. Take someone to grab a sword? Or do you want to invite him back to be the king in a low voice? None of these ideas are realistic.

So Artie listened to the discussion in the king's tent, and knew that a bloody storm was about to blow on the steppe around this tent, and that calamity, as prophesied had said, was about to come, and that his own people... Huh? The cold and dangerous land where they were located seemed to be far from the center of the calamity?

Thinking of this, Artie has a little more hope in his heart, this demon seems to care about himself? Was he really so obsessed with his own flesh? Would you please yourself in such a special way? Artie shook her head vigorously, shaking off these unrealistic thoughts in her head, only thinking that it was either a coincidence or teasing her, just like a child teasing a newly caught small animal, the initial novelty will make them exceptionally good to the little animal, and it will be different after a long time.

But did he really follow him out of the grassland to the distant and dangerous southern continent, silently watching the turmoil in the grassland, but there was nothing he could do? The former king, who was once chosen by the god of war, can only do this? Artie thought a little unwillingly.

It's such an idea that makes the girl who already loves cranky thoughts suddenly have a crazy idea in her heart, should she take advantage of his freshness to herself, and further obey him, so as to deceive his trust, and then take the opportunity to snatch back the sword of the god of war and blade this fang? In the process, he can still take the opportunity to learn the knowledge of Nanlu, and even master the power of this demon? When you succeed in regaining the sword of the god of war and return to the grassland, you will be able to use the knowledge of the southern continent to make the grassland truly prosperous...

This thought reminded Artie of the full prophecy, that the devil would bring calamity and prosperity to the grassland, and that the calamity was about to be fulfilled, and that prosperity would be fulfilled. Isn't that the self lurking around him?

Artie's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the feasible way, although his body would be defiled by him, but doing so could really save the grassland! Even if he fails in the end, he can make the people live a little better... The risk during the period is very small, and the price paid is nothing more than a false relationship with him, just like being bitten by a dog!

Especially the mark in her body did not disappear with her loss of the sword of the god of war, but fell silent, which made Artie subconsciously think that the god of war did not completely give up on himself, this may be a test he prepared for himself?

In this way, Artie made the final decision in her heart, even if she is no longer the king, she is still willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of her clan and the grassland, lurking beside this demon, seeking opportunities!

After all, she is the same as someone in Britain, she is a king with a sword, and such girls have relatively flat breasts and are more innocent, suitable for being a swordsman. Fortunately, Bai Ye didn't know about the innocent and cute thoughts in her heart, otherwise she might have suggested that she write it, such a unique brain hole can't be wasted.

Artie, who had already made a decision, hurriedly followed Bai Yi's footsteps, looked at his back, and began to think about how to gain his trust, although she had a certain confidence in her appearance and body, but she asked herself that she had not reached the level where the previously tied Wentini could fascinate a man, especially the breasts... Artie pursed her lips and looked down at her chest, only to see her toes directly...

But compared to this, being less able to seduce men is another bigger problem, what can I do? Artie had to think about the other women she had seen, especially those who were always surrounded by many men, and roughly summed it up, thinking that she should first learn to smile, and then be more intimate...

Then she quickly caught up with Bai Yi, stretched out her little hand and wanted to hold Bai Yi's arm, but when she was halfway through this action, she froze in the air, her heart was still a little hesitant, and her face was relatively thin... In the end, he silently thought in his heart that this was for the sake of the military god, for the clansmen, and for the grassland, and then gritted his teeth and grabbed Bai Yi's arm.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yi patiently stopped, glanced back at Artie, and then saw the girl with her head up, the muscles on her face trembling slightly, and squeezed out a stiff smile at him that was more ugly than crying...

What's going on with this tiger smile? It's scary, isn't it? Why don't you laugh if you want to laugh? Bai Ye was a little puzzled, he had seen Artie's smile before, it was obviously very cute and normal, why was it like this now? Could it be that I broke my brain when I hit the ground first?

So he reached out to touch Ati's forehead to see if she had a fever, but his hand was only halfway out, and Ati quickly showed a timid look, slightly shrunk her neck, and looked at him with complaining eyes, like a kitten caught by a mistake.

What's going on with this guy? Bai Yi scratched his head a little embarrassed, didn't dig deeper, and just continued to walk with Artie.

And Artie slapped his face with hatred, feeling annoyed by his mistakes, and began to work his own thoughts, forcing himself to let go of his burden and seriously contact this demon.

Bai Yizhen didn't know that her heart was so tired, he found the sheep grazing outside the royal court, rode up, and then casually held the back of Arti's neck with magic power, and lifted her up like a kitten.

"Yikes!" Artie waved her hands and feet in a little panic, and was soon thrown on the back of the sheep by Bai Yi, sitting behind him, she instinctively moved her ass back, not wanting to get too close to Bai Yi, and she was afraid of this kind of war sheep, and she forgot those strange ideas for a while.

Bai Yi clearly saw her resistance and resistance to herself, and she was not in a hurry, but said as gently as possible: "If you want to go, you can take one last look." ”

Artie nodded dumbly, raised her head, and looked at the land where she had lived for many years as the war sheep had been deliberately slowed down, and her people were busy packing their belongings and preparing to leave here, just as they had been preparing to move to the royal court.

There's no one to see her off, and that's good... Artie didn't feel sorry for this, but still looked at everything in front of her seriously, greedily, as if she wanted to put these scenes into her own eyes.

After the war sheep walked out of the royal court, Artie reluctantly withdrew his gaze, but a familiar call came from his ears.

"Artie, we're waiting for you to come back at your new home!" The middle-aged uncle who was guarding him before was standing at the gate of the royal court with several other uninjured guards, waving his hands vigorously at Artie, their faces did not show a sad expression because of the separation, but were exceptionally relaxed and natural, showing a smile that was often seen on the grassland where Artie grew up.

This familiar and unfamiliar smile finally made Artie unable to suppress the feelings in her heart, and sat on the back of the sheep and cried.