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What kind of eyes are these in the perspective of Lina, the daughter of the eagle, cold, stiff.

Lina, the daughter of the eagle, looks a little like Catherine.

The skin is also as white as fresh, but what is more noticeable is the long hair that is slightly curly and thick like seaweed.

"Following the ancient contract, there must be a daughter of the eagle to marry the Reinhardt family, this is an ancient tradition in the northern continent, and it is also the supreme glory bestowed on the people of the eagle's nest. This cannot be changed. ”

Hearing this, Aaron did not intend to kill the daughter of the eagle.

He took Lidong's hand, climbed the last two steps, turned around, and sat down on the ornate chair before continuing, "Lina, the daughter of the eagle...... You will be sent to Cleston, the royal city of Beijing, to marry Blair, the Grand Duke of the North. Simon. Reinhardt! ”

Beneath the sharp eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes are so calm. Lightly for the so-called cheap brother, the Duke of Simon, who was defeated under the offensive of the Western Army, decided the marriage.

"Demon, even if I die, I won't ......" As for the strong reaction of Lina, the daughter of the eagle, the palm of the elf queen Yulan's hand quickly left five clear handprints on her face.

The sternness of the elven queen Yulan did not affect her elegance. "Shut up, crawler. Don't let the Emperor's forgiveness for you turn into a mistake. ”

The three wood-based elf female archers pulled out the arc blades behind them very neatly. Let Catherine have a gut feeling. At this time, if Lina says one more word, I'm afraid she will follow in the footsteps of those corpses.

At this moment, the title of nobility, as well as blood, are the cheapest and least valuable things. Catherine decisively reminded her sister, "Shut up, Lina! ”

After saying this, Catherine still looked up into Aaron's eyes, trying to see through what kind of force was at work. It can make a person so cruel.

In the midst of a forbidden spell. Resuming the summoning, the blessings brought by the brutal attribute of the eight stars, made Aaron's heart like a cold, hard stone, and even a little fond of killing. and desperate to witness the bloodshed.

This. I'm afraid it's Aaron himself. It was also unexpected.

Finally, he stared at the entire palace hall and looked around. Seems a little impatient.

"Now, what are you waiting for? Believe me, I don't intend to interfere in the internal affairs of Shigang City. Kindness. Of you, I can forgive only ten. Now, get all executed, or take up arms and kill those around you to fight for your own spot on the ten last survivors. ”

Hum――――

With the fluttering of the bowstring, the arrows of the wood elves sank into the chest of the first young nobleman, and this crazy music was played.

In the forbidden spell, Aaron, blessed with the cruelty attribute, is terrifying and cruel.

There is no affection, there is no mercy, there is no mercy, it is terrible to obey the puppet who kills, it is not terrible to lose the heart like a butcher, it is terrible that he has supreme power.

Fifteen minutes later, ten bloodied survivors knelt in the center of the corpse, on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

The smell of blood and internal organs was everywhere, and as far as the eye could see, there were corpses scattered everywhere.

Aaron took Lidong's little hand and stepped on the gap between the corpses.

Just like when they climb the stairs, when they walk down the stairs, every step they take, there will be two blood-colored footprints, the same one large and one small!

"Brother, Lidong's second wish is to bury my grandfather!"

When Aaron's palm touched her hair, Ridong lowered his head.

Aaron saw that her face, which had turned pale with horror just now, flushed slightly.

"Lidong, are you afraid of my brother?"

Hearing Aaron's question, Lidong raised his head, and then swayed gently from side to side.

Thanks to God's bounty, even after the bloodiest baptism, these eyes have not been tainted by turbidity.

In it, you can't find a single gray grain, you can't find a grain of sand.

"Yulan, take Lidong and go to fulfill her wish!"

Hearing Aaron's order, the elven queen Yulan took off her cloak, including Rikdong's body. And stretched out his hand to wipe Lidong's cheeks with a clean elf handkerchief.

Slowly, you can see Lidong's beautiful eyebrows frowning faintly, and the handkerchief swept out the shallow worry on her delicate face, making her originally smudge-covered face surprisingly beautiful, and adding a sense of pity.

Pretty girl, born pretty.

Fair skin, big eyes, delicate nose, and a full mouth make up a naturally beautiful cheek.

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Stand on top of a white marble staircase with a huge white grand palace set on fire behind you.

Against the backdrop of the raging fire, in the square at the moment, there are seven thousand soldiers of the Green Road Holy City, all of them wood elves and ice archers.

After the racial transformation of the Greenway Holy City, Kurush, the archon of Sparta, is very different from the rugged image of the past. After turning into a wood elf, his pointed ears and waist-length green hair became his most prominent features.

and a handsome, smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold handsomeness.

"My Emperor!"

Passing from the corner of Kurush's shoulder, the wolf clan elder Wolf Clan had a square face, full of green hair, and although he did not have the demeanor of a white beard, he had the handsome appearance of a crane-haired child.

"My Emperor, you have been away from Sparta for almost three days."

Compared with Wolf's uprightness, Aaron's gaze was more interested in the prisoner he had at hand and a heavy spear.

The captain of the city defense army, Dorkim, the man who took the Spartan spear from Aaron's hand.

"Tell me, soldier. The spear of the emperor of Sparta earned you how many coins you earned. ”

In the face of Aaron's interested questioning, the skin on Dokin's face shrank sharply, and the memory of 10,000 city defense troops being completely annihilated in less than five minutes was the most terrifying mark of his life.

"Back to my emperor's words, lowly reptile." It seems that even if he becomes a wood elf, he still can't change Worf's nature as an elder of the wolf clan.

When he heard that Dao Jin was submissive, trembling and taking out 100 gold coins, the green tendons in the corners of Worf's forehead were beating violently, "You sold my emperor's spear for a hundred small pieces of metal, which shows that your stupid greed and your ignorance should not let you continue to live in this world!" ”

Perhaps as a wolf clan, turning into a Xu elf made Wolf a little uncomfortable, so he deliberately put a pair of steel claws on his right hand.

As Wolf gently stroked the warm scalp of the aisle Kim with his hand, then added a little force, gently tore it, and finally let the pink trembling flesh spray like a blue sky with bright red blood in a miserable howl.

…… Let the dazzling white skull shine quietly in the sun.

Compared to Aaron's indifference, Kurush, the king of the greenway, was obviously unaccustomed to Worf's cruel treatment of his captives, because it had no glory at all.

"This is not the glory of a warrior, take your plaything and stand back, Wolf." Kurushh watched indifferently as Woff dragged the captive's corpse, bowed his head and retreated, he took a big step forward and said respectfully, "My Emperor, there is a blacksmith, he ......"

Aaron hadn't forgotten the existence of this man, so naturally interrupted and waved his hand, "Bring him here, my general." ”

The strong man with his upper body exposed, with dark arms and face, compared to the sculptural cheeks of a day ago, was now covered with all kinds of exaggerated expressions on the blacksmith's face. He still remembered what Aaron had said, "After a day and a night, come to the palaces of the city." At that time, I will grant you a wish! ”

As Aaron agreed, every word and deed, every promise, and every decision of the emperor should be imbued with consideration for profit.

"Target―――――― This person already has the foundation of a Casting Master, and will have a 12-star promotion potential!" This set of data, a day ago, Aaron already knew by heart.

Looking at the familiar figure wearing a crown and wearing thorn armor, on the blacksmith's swarthy face, a pair of slitted eyes, his gaze sparkled, and gradually became sharp.

"I want the best ore in the world to be used for iron casting. At the same time, I also want to be a respected nobleman who can have no worries about food and clothing. ”

This wish does not sound excessive, and to Aaron, it is even too small compared to his own value.

In the Middle Empire, a blacksmith is a blacksmith and a nobleman is a nobleman, and these two different identities can never overlap.

A respected blacksmith who has never been heard of and has never existed.

But what was not possible in the Central Empire does not mean that it was impossible in the Spartan Empire.

For this kind of valuable talent, perhaps, Aaron does not need to be stingy at all.

"I can fulfill this wish. …… Now, tell me your name, blacksmith. ”

After Aaron's affirmation, the blacksmith's swarthy face became excited.

"Vanon, my name is Vanon." He said. Vanon can be said to have a fanatical pursuit of the profession of blacksmith, he doesn't care about anything, only casting.

Vanon wanted to become a nobleman, perhaps in Aaron's opinion, just to become a better blacksmith.

"Unlike the Middle Empire, you're going to an empire called Sparta. At the same time, you need to prove your worth for the empire. The Spartan Empire did not have cumbersome titles of nobility, as there were only ninth-class nobles in the Spartan Empire. Now I can grant you the status of a ninth-class nobleman, and appoint you a forge, and put three thousand blacksmiths under your control. …… In the end, whether you can become a first-class nobleman, believe me, you just need to establish merit and prove yourself! ”

Aaron's tone was full of challenges and temptations, even for a blacksmith. (To be continued......)