Gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, absentmindedly staring at the white foam in the wine glass, watching the bubbles slowly expand and burst under the flickering candle light, Ovacin's words seemed to be talking to himself and slowly came as if whispering:

"Your Royal Highness, Princess Aisha, I'll be more straightforward at this time............ From the very beginning, from the time you saved me, I'm afraid you already had some different considerations in your heart............ I can't say that your heart is full of calculations and doesn't have the slightest affection for me, but I'm afraid that the purpose of "keeping me for the survival of the kingdom" occupies at least seventy percent of your heart, and the same is true of this confession."

Silently cut off a piece of barbecue meat with a knife, slowly put the barbecue covered in sauce into his mouth, and closed his eyes to concentrate on tasting the food.

The emotions in her heart were all said by others, and even the usually smug Aisha felt embarrassed to an unbearable degree, especially when she had just mustered up the courage to "confess" and failed, all kinds of shy feelings made the girl have an urge to find a crack in the ground to get into.

However, although her inner thoughts have been completely seen through, and the last fig leaf has been torn off, what makes the girl even more unacceptable now is the fact that Owakin still wants to leave the Whubine Kingdom, and she doesn't even dare to imagine what the future of the Wybien Kingdom will be like after losing Ovacin's last hope.

Looking at Ovac's resolute gaze with pursed lips, Aisha suddenly remembered what King Tandak had said to her during the secret conversation:

"Aisha, there is nothing cruel in the world than to have hope and then fall into despair again, and now the people of the kingdom have finally burned the flame of hope, if Ovac refuses to become the new protector of the country at this time, then the hope of the people of the whole country will be in vain............ I have to say, no matter what happened before, after the Breeze royal family used every last bit of credibility to publicize, now Ovac is already the savior of the country, so you have only one task - be sure to keep this strong man, otherwise...... More than 10 million people across the country will be reduced to food for the sheep-headed people"!

Thinking of the helpless look in her great-grandfather's eyes when she said these words to herself, and looking at Ovac's handsome face with determination, Aisha felt that she almost cried anxiously.

At this time, the impatience she showed was definitely not mixed with a little performance, the girl who was only nineteen years old was really in a hurry, her kingdom was in danger, and the "savior" sitting in front of her could disappear at any time in the next second............ Thinking about it, Aisha's tears couldn't stop flowing from her eyes:

"Don't ...... Don't be like this, I'm sorry Lord Owakin, I ...... I shouldn't have lied to you, it's all my fault...... Please, don't leave,

This country is about to run out, don't let these people who have managed to smile lose hope again, they can have a savior...... It's really not easy if you leave............ The country is really going to be covered with corpses under the butcher's knife of the sheep-headed people, so ...... Please, Lord Owakin."

Aisha, who was already incoherent, wiped the tears from her face while making a vague final reservation, big tears wet the girl's collar, the usual arrogant and arrogant mask has long been gone, and now it shows that Ovac is not the next queen of the kingdom in front of her, let alone the happy girl who is about to become the wife of a master-level powerhouse, and some ...... Just a helpless little girl, no different from those girls who cry on the road because they broke their knees.

"Alas, it's really a bad fate, although I haven't been caught up by that guy yet, but I really don't know if it's right or wrong for me to choose this desert."

With a heavy sigh and looking at the girl who was wiping away tears in front of him, Ovac couldn't help but feel the wound of his soul sting again, he didn't know how to answer Aisha, and he didn't know if his decision to leave was the right one.

So far, thanks to the help of legendary equipment, Ovacin's strength has recovered about fifty percent, but thinking of the pair of cold blue eyes without a trace of emotion in his mind, Ovacin's heart is still full of fear like falling into an ice cave.

...... He turned his head slightly to look at the pauper who was still singing and dancing in the tavern, at the face of the innkeeper who had suffered from the vicissitudes of life, at the laughter of the young men and women hugging and drinking, and at the satisfied expression of the old man...... Ovac finally threw his head up and drank the ale from the glass, and then said to Aisha in a hoarse voice:

"I can stay for a maximum of three more days to help stabilize the situation, but ...... This is already my bottom line, and I have to stress once again that my enemies are on their way, and my stay will only bring disaster to you............"

Rubbing his stiff brow, Ovacin's voice grew lower.

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While Ovac was still sitting in the tavern munching on barbecue, he was hesitating, at the same time, in an oasis outside the rocky sand city, in the underground under a lake, he saw a thin old man with withered hair and scrawny sitting on an old chair silently closing his eyes.

If Prince Dick had been present now, he would have recognized it at a glance, and this gloomy old man sitting in the dim basement was the "kind and wise man" he had met in the carriage, but at this time the old man did not have the white flame in his hand, but instead there was an extremely twisted and hideous blood-red staff, and on the old man's shoulder stood a strange crow covered in pitch black with a few strands of blue feathers.

The old man seemed to be closing his eyes and recuperating himself, and he seemed to have fallen asleep, while beside his seat, a tall, muscular sheikh of the sheep-headed man was reporting in a rude voice on the dispatch of the sheep-headed army:

"Dear Lord Southend, the loyal warriors of the Ironhoof tribe have completed their assembly, the shaman of the Whitetail tribe is already on their way, the food that has just been forcibly taken from the human town is being transported in an urgent manner, it is expected that in two days, all the sheep-headed people in the entire desert who are loyal to the Great Demon God will gather near Sandstone City, the power of the Nightmare Sect is absolutely irresistible, and all those who dare to fight against the Great Demon God will be cut into pulp!"

The frenzy of the Sheep-headed Chief was unaffected by the gloomy atmosphere of the basement, and his pupils were filled with a bloodthirsty and terrifying light, especially when he said "cut into puree", the strange war streaks on the Sheep-headed Chieftain even writhed and spread as if it had come to life.

The old man sitting in his seat, Thorsend, was not infected by the frenzy of the sheep-headed chieftain, and it was not until the silence of the gloomy basement returned that the inscrutable mage spoke indifferently:

"Very good, Gunwo, you are the best sheep-headed chieftain, now you can leave, the great demon god has remembered your exploits, the rest is just to watch those stupid heretics bleed under the butcher's knife of the heroic warrior, you don't have to worry about other troubles, old man, I ............ Have your own arrangement for everything"!