With regard to the philosophical reflections on war and death, Beamon has a natural disagreement with humanity. So, after a brief exchange of views, Moriarty and Count Ronnie did not argue any further, for it was pointless.

Next, the goblin airship continues westward, arriving at the oasis of Belis after about an hour and a half.

Like an emerald resting on a huge sand plate, Bellis is so small and delicate when viewed from above. However, the three-square-kilometer oasis is full of verdant greenery, swaying branches and leaves, and the most are the drought-resistant sand date trees, densely enclosing the edge of the oasis, like a beautiful border. And in the heart of Belis, there is a lake with a crystal clear bottom. In the bright morning sun, Lake Burliss reflected a flawless light, and from a distance it looked like a mirror.

Led by the Iwapeng Sky Rider and followed by two groups of Electric Falcon Sky Riders, the Big Cloud landed smoothly on a wide sand dune outside the oasis. At the same time, a group of Beamon guards dressed in iron armor also quickly marched to the bottom of the sand dunes to wait.

"Come with me, Morty, my father must already be waiting." Ronnie stepped off the airship first, followed by Moriarty and the others.

When your feet are on the whitening sand, a wave of heat immediately penetrates the soles of your feet. Sure enough, the surface temperature of the saline-alkali land was as "high" as rumored, and it is said that a considerable number of soldiers of the Erathia Expeditionary Force that came to attack Wolfsburg were injured by the "high temperature and high salinity" ground and suffered from "salt foot disease", and had to retreat back injured before reaching Wolfsburg. And only the wolf riding the thick and insulated paw pad can step on the hot saline ground and still be safe and come and go like the wind.

"Let's go inside." Seeing Moriarty looking down at the ground beneath her feet, Margaret stepped forward.

"Yes. Good. ”

Walking into the oasis, it immediately became much cooler. In particular, the thin mist drifting from Lake Burlis, swirling under the shade of the sand date trees, diluted the scorching heat that rose from the saline land.

Passing through a grove of trees, the mirror-like Lake Boris is in sight. And on the shores of the lake, a row of quaint Roman columns stands tall, like the "eagle banners" in the classical legion of Krulrod to guide the direction of the battlefield.

Beneath the column, a rocky manor sits peacefully, simple enough to be a little crude, seemingly unable to match the power of the Grand Duke of Beamon.

"That's the Burlies Hut. Built by the first Duke of Midamoya. "As a landlord. Margaret walked side by side with Moriarty and whispered: "It is the only original item of the family that has been preserved intact to this day, and it has a very special significance." ”

"The House of the Millennium?"

If it is true as the werewolf said, then this stone manor by the lake should be more than 1,000 years old. Even older than many of the most famous and majestic castles on the mainland. It's a miracle.

"Although the things of gold and jade are extravagant and gorgeous. But it's hard to last; Coarse boulder may seem ugly, but it is immortal. On the other side, Count Ronnie said directly. His face was full of pride.

"No wonder Midamoa is also known as the 'Rock Wolf Family', and it seems that this is where its roots are." Moriarty nodded, continuing to scan the oasis.

"Margaret, is the water in the lake sweet? Can it be used to make ale? At this time, Guderian, who was following behind, suddenly asked, and the quick adjustment of his thinking can also be called a "divine turn", worthy of being called "the first barrel of Olympus".

"Hehe, Krulord doesn't like to drink that kind of soft ale, a true warrior will only drink the strongest 'bayonet spirit'!" Speaking of wine, Ronnie suddenly became excited, and turned directly to the dwarf and said loudly, it seems that he is also a senior "drinking friend".

"Bayonet Lie? What is that? Since following Moriarty, Guderian has two dollars in his pocket, and is the best customer in the tavernkeeper's mind, but he usually drinks only Erathia's native Retus, and he doesn't know anything about the good wine of orcs, so he asked cheerfully.

"It's a liquor made from corn and wheat, mixed with the bitter juice of a giant cactus from the Longlan Desert, and finally a whole hopper is soaked in it and stored for three years." Margaret seemed to be familiar with the process of brewing bayonet spirits, and explained directly to Guderian.

"How's that feeling?"

"Just one word, Lie. It's like a bayonet is stuck in your throat! Ronnie swallowed and said fiercely, "But the taste will definitely make you forget it for the rest of your life." ”

"So good?" The dwarf's eyes widened as if he had entered the cave room, and he immediately approached Ronnie's side: "Get me some shellfish, get more!" ”

"It's not easy to drink! And being able to drink warriors and get drunk together is the great joy of life. It can be seen that this high-ranking summer palace knight also attaches great importance to Guderian, and directly and readily agreed.

"Hey, Brother Ronnie, don't get the guests drunk." seemed to remember the second brother's "invincible" watch on the wine table in the past, and the female werewolf immediately took care of it uneasily.

"Why, my little sister hasn't been home for a long time, but she has learned to manage people?" Glancing at his favorite sister, Ronnie suddenly smiled leisurely: "Or is it that the barrel of wine you brewed has finally found its owner and can be opened and drunk?" After speaking, he turned his gaze to Moriarty again, his face full of narrowness.

"Margaret, do you really know how to make wine?"

Hearing this, Moriarty couldn't help but look at the female werewolf in surprise. No wonder she said so much about brewing "Bayonet Spirit" just now, it turned out to be really an expert. It's just that, seeing that Moriarty was coming, Margaret suddenly blushed quickly, and then didn't say anything, and directly stomped forward and ran away. When he passed by Ronnie, he didn't forget to punch the second brother hard.

"Huh? It's a good thing to know how to make wine, what does she run? The dwarf looked at the runaway werewolf strangely, puzzled.

"Your brother and sister have a really good relationship." Moriarty walked over to the knight of the summer palace and sighed.

"That's nature." Ronnie withdrew his gaze from his sister who ran away, looked at Moriarty, and the smile on his face gradually faded: "I heard that Moddy already has a fiancée?" ”

"Yes."

"Have you ever thought of another one?" The words of the knight of the summer palace are like his battle, direct and direct to the heart.

“……”

For such a question, Moriarty could not pretend to be confused, which would only make people slighted and even disgusted; You can't answer yes or no directly, because it's not a multiple-choice question at all.

Therefore, he can only be silent.

"In Erathia or Bracada, there may be some 'unbearable rule-breaking', such as monogamy. But in Krulot, men are inherently conquerors, both for their territory and for their female partners. The strong can get one qiē, and the loser has nothing, this is the iron law of nature, and it is also the law of Krulord! So, if you really like Margaret, I can help convince Father to agree with you together. After all, it is glorious enough to marry a warrior who has slain the Extreme Path, even if it is the daughter of the Midamoian family. But if you don't love Mary, don't hurt her, go away yourself, and never see her again. Otherwise, I will regard this as the worst provocation to the Midamoya family, and I will surely tear you to pieces!" ”

As he spoke, the eyes of the knight of the summer palace lit up, as if there were clusters of lightning agitating in them, and at the same time, a killing intent so thick that it seemed to be substance also flourished, enveloping Moriarty like a monster.

"Morty!"

Seeing this, Naga, who had been guarding behind, was about to draw his sword and step forward, but was stopped by Moriarty raising his hand.

"If Margaret can be happy, I choose to walk away."

After a long silence, Moriarty said in a deep voice.

"Coward!"

Not expecting to hear such an answer, Ronnie suddenly turned cold, as if looking at a deserter who had cowardly fled from the battlefield. Then, ignoring a few more people, he strode alone towards the Burlis hut.

"Your Excellency!"

Hearing the summer palace knight humiliate Moriarty with such a daze, Naga immediately stepped forward to find the field, and the dwarf on the side did not smile anymore, and he was about to go up and knock the stuffy stick with the mini battering ram in his hand.

"He's just loving his sister, there's nothing wrong with that."

Shaking his head, Moriarty motioned to his followers not to be impulsive, and followed in Ronnie's footsteps.

And from beginning to end, Clausewitz, who stayed at the end, didn't say a word, just quietly looked at Yiqiē in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Step out of the dense woods and you'll see Lake Burlis. The stone manor stands on a grassy field by the lake, with a small pier behind it and a simple wooden boat tethered.

In the end, with the responsibility of welcoming guests, Ronnie, who left in a huff, still stopped in front of the manor and waited for Moriarty and the others, but there was no smile on his face. And beside him, was the Grand Duke's aide-de-camp Lingenberg, smiling: "Welcome, Your Excellency Moriarty. Please follow me, Lord Duke is waiting. ”

Without waiting for the other party to approach, the knight of the summer palace gave Moriarty a cold look, turned around and walked into the manor first.

In this regard, Lingenberg did nothing, and still politely led everyone into the manor. However, the guards on either side of the guard were staring at the every move of Moriarty and his party, as if they would draw their knives and pounce on them to kill them if a signal was given.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Misamoa did not summon Moriarty from the Chamberlais's hut, but waited directly by the lake at the back of the manor. When they followed the knight of the summer palace around the main body of the manor to the small pier, they saw Margaret snuggling affectionately next to a middle-aged werewolf, talking and laughing.

It was the first time that Moriarty had seen the famous Grand Duke, and he couldn't help but look closely. (To be continued......)