Chapter XVIII Departure I

The turning point came a month ago, when Persephone arrived in Leeds and stayed there for a long time. Since then, the various forces attacking Leeds have endured a nightmarish month, with each attack always ending in death and supplies. Their secret stronghold was also discovered by her repeatedly, and even the pot was discontinued, and a large number of supplies became the capital of her drinking in the Leeds store. And Persephone's beauty and laughter also shine on the town and ignite all the hope and courage of the people in the town.

In this chaotic land, Persephone flew wildly, as if she had returned to her teenage years. At that time, she was also unscrupulous and rampant, using beauty to solve small things, using violence to solve big things, and forced herself to lay a desk of her own among those perverted old and young men on the sixth floor of the Dark Dragoon Headquarters.

If she hadn't been a woman, I'm afraid she would have been regarded as the best successor to General Morgan long ago.

The man thought back to the past, and he was a little distracted for a while. At this moment, the off-road vehicle suddenly shook, followed by an emergency brake! The brake pads made a sharp sound as if they were about to crack, and the tires rubbed against the ground, kicking up two clouds of dust. The man didn't notice for a moment, and the whole person flew out of his seat and crashed into the front window. He snorted, his left hand bolted forward, and under the front windshield, his gloved hand was completely sunk in!

He looked up, glaring fiercely at his assistant before looking forward.

The assistant clutched the steering wheel with both hands, unaware that he had completely deformed the steering wheel. He gasped for breath, sweating like rain, his eyes bulging out, staring at a woman who suddenly appeared in front of the car.

This is an extremely attractive woman, and her figure is perfectly complemented by the military uniform of a dark dragoon. She was tall, standing on the side of the road with her feet on the trail forward, but her body was tilted at such an exaggerated angle that her head was over the center line of the buggy. She stretched out her right hand to the buggy, spread her fingers, and held this position, unmoving, like a sculpture.

Her face is very beautiful, and there is even a naughty and innocent look in her big eyes, which is very harmless. Even in the night, you can see that her hands are very beautiful, like ivory carvings, and there is a faint flowing light. Although her side-bending posture is exaggerated, her relaxed and leisurely appearance seems to be just stopping a ride.

But the assistant felt something else entirely, his eyes focused on the woman's five fingertips, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble. Only he could feel the pressure, and this woman appeared as if out of nowhere, in her current position, in her current position. In an instant, the assistant knew that she must not let the off-road vehicle touch her hand, otherwise anything could happen! At that moment, he almost burst out to his full potential, and instantly slammed the brakes to death!

When the buggy finally stopped, the front bonnet was less than fifteen centimeters away from the beautiful palm of the coiled Grim Reaper!

After a few seconds, the fear was transmitted to the center of the brain, and the assistant's sweat poured out, and the whole person collapsed in his seat. The man sitting in the passenger seat ignored the assistant and opened the door and got out of the car.

The woman suddenly stood straight, and there was no transition from tilting to standing straight, as if the effect of teleportation. The man changed color slightly, his feet staggered back and forth, and assumed the standard starting position of the Dark Dragoon's hand-to-hand combat. His thick eyebrows were twisted together, his eyes were full of awe, and he stared at her without blinking.

But the woman suddenly smiled, stuck out her tongue cutely, and said, "Don't stare at me, it's not me who is looking for you." ”

A very young man emerges from the darkness. He had been standing there, only to appear as the darkness that had wrapped around him and blocked his view had dissipated. He had a pure, bright face, and his short gray hair fluttered slowly in the night breeze. He looked like a big boy, but his body faintly exuded the fierceness that would only be contaminated when he walked out between blood and fire and life and death.

The man looked at the young man who emerged from the darkness, did not let down his guard, and said slowly, "Oberen? ”

The young man smiled, stood there casually, and said, "I'm glad you still recognize me, but what I want to ask you is, what are you doing here, General Ludendorff?" ”

"March." Ludendorff said. Although the other party's way of speaking was almost rude, he still chose to maintain his demeanor.

"Where are you going?" Oberen asked.

Ludendorff frowned and replied coldly, "It's not a question you should know. ”

"Okay, I don't care where you're going, as long as you get around Liz." Oberyen said nonchalantly.

Ludendorff's anger erupted suddenly, and then slowly flattened down, and said slowly, "What if I don't take a detour? ”

"Then you can die here."

Instead of getting angry, Ludendorff became completely calm, but everyone who knew him well knew that this was a sign that he was in a state of imminent battle. Instead of looking at Oberen, he set his eyes on the woman. He had already seen that this woman had the power to destroy sexuality, far stronger than the elusive Oberen. Seeing Ludendorff's gaze, the woman pursed her lips and smiled as cute as an untouched little girl, and actually looked up at the sky, looking ready to stay out of the matter.

Ludendorff's fighting intent that had been promoted to the apex was instantly frustrated, and he couldn't lock her at all. He was shocked, but his expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Oberyen again, and said, "Killing me means that Arthur and the William family are in an all-out war, are you ready?" ”

Oberen took a step forward, took off his coat, threw it casually to the woman, and said with a smile: "Don't look at her, Elena will not meddle in the battle between us." As for the war between the two families, what is it, are you ready? ”

"Elena?!" Ludendorff looked shocked and stared at the woman for a long time before turning to Oberen, sneering and saying, "If she doesn't interfere, will you win me?" ”

In the face of Ludendorff's awe-inspiring murderous aura, Oberen seemed to be completely unconscious, and every inch of his body muscles were in a relaxed state, and he didn't see the slightest preparation for battle. He said casually as if chatting: "If we only talk about combat effectiveness, we are about five or five open. But I've been fighting between life and death, and you're more of a general in command, so in a life-and-death battle, the odds of victory between us are seventy-three, which is enough to bet heavily! ”

Ludendorff was still gesturing in battle, which looked a little ridiculous in front of Elena and Oberen, who were standing haphazardly. But since Ludendorff knew that the woman was Elena, even if Oberyen said that she would not make a move, how could he dare to give up his guard. If they suddenly joined forces, he would at least have room to fight back. What is the importance of face for someone who has reached his status?

"Why did you find me?" Ludendorff asked. He'd guessed part of the reason, but wanted to be sure.

Oberen smirked sarcastically and said, "We don't have to fight, at least not yet. But you should know who is in Leeds, and if you still refuse to take a detour and attack Leeds, then I will have to kill you here first, and then destroy the troops you brought with Elena. ”

Ludendorff looked at Oberen for a moment, slowly put away his fighting stance, and said, "If that's just the reason, then let's take a detour." However, you'd better persuade her to leave early. ”

"It's none of your business."

Ludendorff got back into the buggy and slammed the door slammed on, while Elena and Oberen had already made way of the road. As he passed Oberen's side, Ludendorff rolled down the window and said meaningfully, "You're going to regret your decision today." ”

Oberyen smiled and said, "You should be the one who regrets it." After tonight, you won't even have a 30% chance. ”

Ludendorff didn't respond, rolled up the window, and the SUV sped towards the army in full gear. Looking at the departing off-road vehicle, Elena suddenly said, "Really let him go?" I still think we should kill them all! It won't be a hassle. ”

Oberen just shook his head.

In the buggy, Ludendorff lit a cigarette and took a deep breath before realizing that his hands were shaking involuntarily. It was a mixture of anger, fear, and humiliation. Although he didn't mean to attack Leeds, not wanting to do it and being forced not to do it are completely different things.

The night was quiet, the SUV was moving fast in the night, and the assistant tried his best to control the vehicle with the broken steering wheel without saying a word. In the darkness and silence, Ludendorff suddenly said slowly: "Robbed Elena, Persephone appeared openly again, these two slaps, the slap is really loud!" ”

The assistant had roughly guessed what Ludendorff was referring to, and involuntarily shuddered, pretending not to hear anything.

When Persephone woke up, it was already dark. She shook her head vigorously before she realized that she was in the guest room behind the bar. It was already three o'clock in the evening, but the bar in front of her was still very noisy, and there was noise and laughter from time to time.

What's going on? Persephone was a little surprised, in the past, even the most excited guests would honestly go back to sleep after twelve o'clock. This is not a time of peace, maintaining a good body is the key to survival, not to mention that sleep time is not a complete rest, and part of the energy still has to be used for vigilance. Leeds' prosperity and peace are built on a foundation of war and blood.

She struggled to move her legs off the bed, her head still aching like a pounding, and her stomach was churning, trying to pour out what was inside. That's what it's like to be drunk. Persephone didn't like this feeling, but she had to accept that the blue enchantress's power was long and long-lasting, not so easy to disappear, and it was not like ordinary alcohol, which could be driven away with power, which was why it was so expensive. In fact, it is not pure liquor, but it is mixed with a very small amount of neurotoxin, so that it is possible to bring down X, who is stronger than a polar bear