Chapter 35: Raise your hand and hold your throat

Princess Lisandro still maintained her usual graceful smile on her face, and gently put her hands on Augustus's shoulders, the two looked like intimate lovers, but fortunately the night was bitterly cold on the snowy mountains, and even the inhabitants of the permafrost tundra, who were known for their hardiness, did not have enough to come to this place, so it was a pity that they did not see this scene that made people reverie.

"People who come together because of interests will naturally be separated because of interests! But dear Master Augustus, have you forgotten that this is the territory of the ascetic tribe, and if I am not willing to let you go, then you and your followers must all stay here! Ice muscles and jade skin, soft and delicate arms around Augustus's shoulders, the tall Lisandro lowered his head slightly, the two of them were close to each other, and his voice was coquettish and dripping.

Glancing at Lisandro, who was standing on a hill higher than his own line, looking condescendingly at him like a queen looking down on her servants, Augustus sneered in his heart, with the body of a queen but not the heart of a queen, how could such a ascetic tribe unify Ferreljord? Is it just your subtle ice magic? Or is it your voluptuous body that any male creature will want to play with? Joke! If you can unify Ferreljord with magic, then the high-ranking Holy Dome Magician, Holy Coffin Knight, and Creed-level assassin have already ruled the Valoran Continent, and it is your turn to be Princess Lisandro, who is only the strength of a magical sage at the top of the sky?

"I naturally believe that Princess Lisandro has this ability, but this is completely unnecessary, not to mention how much the princess you paid me and my two hundred follower knights to sleep forever in the dervistic tribe, at least two hundred Noxian knights with medium strength are enough to make the dervish tribe disqualified from the unification of Ferreljord. This is not the choice that the wise Princess Lisandro is willing to make, is it? ”

Augustus is not alarmist at all, most of the dervishes tribe are magicians who have suspended magic, and only a small number of people who have no talent will cultivate the knight or swordsman profession that the dervishes tribe is unwilling to cultivate, and the level is not high, and there is only one old man in his sixties who has only stepped into the realm of a great knight. If such a tribe of ascetics forcibly took Augustus and the two hundred subordinate knights in the hands of Augustus. Unless you bombard with a powerful magic lineup in advance and destroy the knights in Augustus's hands in one fell swoop, when the knights charge, the physical strength is weak compared to the brilliant magic attainments, and it is not even as strong as an ordinary knight's apprentice, then they will pay a very heavy price to eliminate the two hundred knights under Augustus.

Lisandro showed Augustus's unexpectedly calmness, looking at the corner of Lisandro's mouth hooked up with a sly smile, Augustus had a bad premonition in his heart, and then Lisandro's words suddenly knocked Augustus into the ice cave.

Walk slowly up the snowy snow. Walking to a fairly high seat, overlooking Augustus's garrison, Lisandro gracefully stretched out her finger and pointed to the ascetic tribesmen who were densely surrounded by the garrison and were dressed very clearly and looked down on by the ascetic tribe, and chuckled: "Dear Mr. Augustus, will our ascetic tribe pay a lot less in this way?" ”

It's a lot less, it's just a pitiful few! Nearly all the ascetic tribal magicians were dispatched, and as long as the group chanted a single fire magic of Odin's hammer, at least a large part of Augustus's two hundred knights could be killed in an instant. This is the irreplaceable role and terrifying power of the magician in war.

"Of course, as long as these two hundred magicians chant a water group magic ocean light or fire group magic Odin's hammer can wipe out most of my men in an instant, and the next group of more than a dozen high-level knights under the heavy damage will naturally have magicians and cooperate with the knights of the dervish tribe to kill one by one, so that the dervishes tribe can disintegrate the power of Noxus without suffering any losses. It's just that the hero of Ferreljord, the great Queen Lisandro, would have fallen victim to this battle, wouldn't she? Augustus took Lisandro's hand as if he were looking at a lover with whom he had spent a wonderful career, with a big smile on his face. Smiling as she explained Lisandro's plans as she could have done so, her face showing no apprehension.

The voice fell, and Augustus suddenly exerted his hands. Pull Lisandro into her arms. At this time, I saw a gripping smile on the corner of Lisandro's mouth, and Lisandro's hands suddenly froze, and a cold cold air hit Augustus's body.

Augustus sneered, "Maybe you've forgotten that the great god of magic once said that distance is the lifeblood of a magician, and knights are invincible in close combat!" Immediately, Augustus exerted his great knightly strength, stepped on his feet suddenly, his arms suddenly forced, and withstood Lisandro's magic attack and hugged Lisandro tightly, and then hugged the waist that was coveted by the ascetic tribesmen with one hand, and the other hand held Lisandro's throat without mercy, and raised it slightly!

Lisandro was lifted directly into mid-air.

At this moment, Augustus was cold and cruel, his eyes were calm and cold, and he looked at Lisandro like a giant dragon looking down on a lowly human.

"It's worthy of the man I Lisandro chose, and he's really as cold-blooded and domineering and rational as I expected!" Lisandro, whose life was in the hands of Augustus, kept her senses, spoke elegantly and calmly, and said softly with a smile that was a little embarrassed but not pretentious because of the arm around her neck that could kill her at any moment.

Augustus looked at the ambitious but rational and intelligent woman in front of him with a complicated expression, there were a thousand and ten thousand reasons to kill this woman in his heart, but there was only one reason that Augustus had to let go of the woman in front of him, damn the right, Augustus couldn't help but curse in a low voice, then let go of his left hand, turned around and switched directions, hugged Lisandro, condescendingly, but said in a very soft voice: "Princess Lisandro, please don't play such jokes with me again, If there is a next time, I can't help but break your beautiful neck! ”

Gently pushing away Augustus's hands on her waist, Lisandro looked up the snowy peaks again, and walked to a position where she could look down on Augustus condescendingly, but at the same time made Augustus feel very secure. For the proud and even conceited woman in front of him who wants to be a conqueror rather than a conqueror, Augustus is very accustomed to it, for this trivial little thing, Augustus is too lazy to care, he is different from Lisandro, Lisandro is the kind of woman who longs to be able to conquer the other party both on the surface and in the heart, and Augustus doesn't care about the surface of the work, he only cares about the inside!

"It seems that you have not forgotten that today is the traditional festival of the ascetic tribe, and I am very happy about it, but I am also very saddened by your betrayal! In fact, without your two hundred powerful knights, it would be very difficult for our ascetic tribe to fight for the dominance of Ferreljord, and while magic is a symbol of strength, it is also a symbol of physical weakness! Looking down at Augustus, Lisandro, dressed in a blue and white dress with a cold face, looked like the Frost Guardian of Snow Peak.

Augustus breathed a sigh of relief, and Lisandro's ability to say this meant that the next step was to talk about the issue of Ferreljord, something that Augustus would have liked to see. He wasn't afraid that Lisandro would know about her alliance with Ash of the Ice Shooter Tribe, he just didn't want to start a muddled war without even having a chance to speak.

"I'm glad that the esteemed Princess Lisandro is willing to sit down and listen to me about my alliance with Princess Ash of the Ice Shooter Tribe!" Augustus had a very bright and sincere smile on his face, looking at him as if he was not smiling, and Lisandro had a sarcastic look in his eyes.

Augustus didn't care about Lisandro's eyes, just as he had been united with Lisandro in the first place. The result of profit will inevitably be separated by interest, no, this is the time of separation.

With no waves in his heart, he continued to speak in a calm tone, and said something that made Lisandro's eyes shine with a fine light, revealing his true emotions for the first time: "I promised to help Ash unify Ferreljord, but I don't know whether the real queen of Ferreljord is Princess Ash or Princess Lisandro or Princess Sejuani!" ”

Lisandro opened her sensual red lips, and a pair of eyes as bright as black pearls flashed with an incredible look, staring into Augustus' eyes, as if trying to see the truth of this sentence from Augustus's eyes, but did not get an answer.

Taking a deep breath and trying to maintain a steady tone and breath, Lisandro slowly spoke, "Young Master Augustus, don't you mind explaining the meaning of what you just said?" ”

Augustus grinned, shook his head, and said, "Of course I don't mind!" "How could Augustus mind? He wished he could go into as much detail as possible, provided that Lisandro was willing to listen.

At this point, Augustus couldn't help but sigh that Princess Ash, the leader of the Ice Shooter Tribe, was a fool and madman at all, otherwise how could he have made such a cooperation plan with him in the first place.

"As long as I can unify Ferreljord, I don't mind if I take the position of the Lord of Ferreljord, whether it is Sejuani or Lisandro, as long as they have the ability to strengthen Ferreljord, I am willing to give them the position of Lord of Ferreljord!" This sentence came from the fact that after he had been entangled with Ash, Ash's calm but resolute expression resurfaced in Augustus's mind.

Recalling Ash's calm look, resolute words, and beautiful and elegant countenance, Augustus suddenly found that he seemed to have developed some unnecessary and useless feelings for Ash, a beautiful, strong, brave, and crazy woman.

"Me and her are just an exchange of interests, whoever pays his feelings is doomed to become a loser!" In his heart, Augustus muttered to himself, as if reminding himself.

PowerbyYOZOSOFT (To be continued.) )