"Two thousand three hundred and forty-six......

While the banquet was in full swing, Morpheus. Saiya was in the conference hall, listening to the adjutant's report.

The huge conference hall was lonely, and the three pale-faced generals and several adjutants stood silently in front of Morpheus, looking at the lord's stiff and upright back, and did not make a sound for a long time. After a long silence, Morpheus turned around and showed a faint smile, and said in a sonorous voice: "I know the way, you go and rest." ”

When Morpheus was the only one left in the chamber, the smile on his face seemed to freeze and freeze, and he was stiff and gloomy.

Excluding the cavalry, more than 2,000 warriors returned to heaven, losing nearly half of their numbers. Half of the casualties were lost, which is already a situation of demoralization and desertion in a conventional war, but according to the adjutant's report, not a single of the five thousand infantry in Morpheus's hands turned and fled.

Leaving the chamber, Morpheus walked alone through most of the castle's buildings, listening to the joyous singing of the banquet in the distance, and finally he came to the city wall alone, standing on a high point and looking down at the ruins of the outer city.

While the banquet was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, there was also a group of soldiers in the outer city who could not rest, cleaning up the traces of the aftermath. Concentrated incineration of corpses to prevent the emergence of the plague. Weapons and armor are recycled, and strategic resources must not be wasted. Find the relics left behind by the dead soldiers, count them, and bring them to the families of the soldiers.

With one hand on the battlements, Morpheus looked at the oppressive ruins below, his resolute face was cold and ruthless, and several archer sentries behind him stood at their posts, occasionally unable to help but look at the lord.

A lot of people say that Morpheus. Saiyan is a complete bastard, a dictatorial and ruthless ruler.

More than twenty years ago, a powerful aristocrat proposed to expand the territory where the people lived, and Morpheus agreed. He didn't seem to realize how stupid it was to develop a complex outside the castle so unfortified. Over the next few years, Dolambia's economy and people did prosper a little, and the nobles who proposed the plan couldn't help but be proud, but Morpheus remained silent.

Fourteen years ago, many nobles advocated the lord's project to restore the entertainment economy, which meant that it could make the city more popular, or it should be said that it could promote the nobles to develop their own industries, promote economic expansion, and expand their interests. Their wallets will be full. Morpheus still didn't seem to realize that the devil might come to him one day, and he agreed to the interests of the nobles, opening up trade routes, entertainment industries, and turning a blind eye to some gray industries.

In the midst of the righteous words of the aristocracy, the Castle of Dolambia, a military fortress built on the border, was transformed into a living city with each passing day.

This year, today, the city of living color has been ruined. The dead taught mankind a lesson with the lesson of blood, and the demons did not come to attack for a long time only an illusion, an illusion to fool the nobles. This day, Morpheus had already anticipated. It can even be said that today's tragic casualties were destined for this day with his acquiescence more than ten years ago.

The leader of mankind must be a good person in power. It is also necessary to have a group of strong soldiers to resist the demons. But there are always some moths that can't go up or down, squandering their lives by relying on the glory created by their ancestors. Not only does he not want to be a useful person, but he pollutes others like a boogie.

The ancestors of some nobles did produce human heroes and made great contributions to the power of mankind, so they were given the title of nobles, but such glory and greatness will inevitably rot after many years have passed with the death of their ancestors. Proud of the glory of their ancestors, and sheltered by the merits of their ancestors, they seem to feel that they have the right to dictate to Morpheus.

If you were not born in the land of Western Europe in the Middle Ages, you will not experience the pain of a wise ruler, because there are always some tumors that rely on the merits of their ancestors to dictate the political career of those in power, but those in power still have nothing to do with them, and if they act rashly against these nobles, they will be attacked by some difficult old bones, and these cancers are interlocking and protect each other, and once this is moved, other nobles who still hold power will denounce those in power.

In fact, the reason why human beings can still exist tenaciously under the invasion of demons is because of wise leaders and countless brave warriors. However, humanity has always struggled to achieve victory, because there are some moth-like nobles who exert the effect of polluting aura.

From the very beginning, Morpheus saw clearly the aristocratic nature of human history, and he had already written those proud nobles into his own blacklist when he acquiesced to the aristocracy more than ten years ago to blatantly turn a war fortress into an industrialized city. All this today is the butcher's knife that Morpheus prepared for those nobles!

Tumors must not hesitate when it is time to get rid of them, as long as there is an excuse and an opportunity, Morpheus will not tolerate these tumors!

And the death of these two thousand elite soldiers, and the ruins under the castle, isn't this enough to end a capital crime? The meat grinder war that happened today is the opportunity that Morpheus has been waiting for! Pity those nobles are still in the lord's hall to deal with government affairs, singing and dancing, enjoying the fruits of victory that have nothing to do with them, boasting about how their ancestors are, and talking about how beautiful the girl of which family is, and whose young master is handsome and charming......

As everyone knows, this will be the last pleasure of their lives.

Even without Morpheus's hands, Dolambia's angry warriors would have guillotined these nobles who enjoyed their success.

It has been said that Lord Morpheus is a ruthless leader, and that those he wants to give up will ruthlessly abandon their lives. In fact, Morpheus proved to be a cold-blooded and successful ruler with his cold-bloodedness, at least, he knew when to pick it up and wouldn't hesitate to give it up.

At this moment he was standing on the city wall, his clothes a little disheveled, and his blood-stained clothes were rustling in the wind high above the city wall.

"My lord, don't you need to rest?"

The lord's civil servant walked up to the ramparts and greeted Morpheus with a smile. Morpheus only made a gesture of silence, and the civil officer came to the lord's side and joined him in gazing at the ruins below.

At this time, Morpheus was in his heart, seeing off his warriors.

Morpheus slowly looked up at the sky, his resolute face revealing a look of indifference. Looking up at the sky, no one knew what the Dao Lord was looking at.

Heavy burdens were always borne by Morpheus, and he endured unwarranted infamy or suspicious eyes, yet he always returned comfort and peace to his people.

……

In the main hall of the castle in Dolambia, where the celebration banquet is held, laughter and music are always accompanied.

"Hehe, back then, our fourth-generation patriarch summoned a king-level demon in the crypt. Kill those reptiles and hide everywhere, and the nest was directly blown up by our fourth-generation patriarch...... Ever heard of the Battle of Sola? Hehe. ”

The gorgeous young man with powder on his face couldn't help but show a look of pride, the eyes of the young girl next to him lit up with little stars, and another older young man next to him snorted lightly with a little disdain: "King level? Why don't I remember that the rank of the summoned beast is called 'king'? ”

After being stunned for three seconds, the young man who had just appeared suddenly felt that he had been demolished, and he immediately ridiculed each other, and started a war of words between nobles with the young man in front of him. Or rather, it is jealousy in front of beautiful girls.

"Damn, shameless."

wiped the grease stains off his mouth, and Qiao Li, who was more than ten meters away, walked to the long dining table with his head down.

I heard a rude scolding from Jory. Camillo was speechless, so he turned his head to look in the direction of the three aristocratic boys and girls. Could it be that these three guys think that their whispered words can hide the ears of heroic powerhouses? Camillo, of course, heard the boasting of two idiots, and that was the reason why he didn't like to go to aristocratic banquets...... Ten banquets. Nine is a group of straw packaging bullshit gatherings, and the rest is just mixed with dress and bullshit to win over others.

With Camillo, a real sword master, no one dares to come over to trouble Jory anymore. This made Jory's idea a little frustrated, and he planned to make an arrogant and rude gesture in order to cause a conflict with the nobles, but as soon as Camillo intervened, his side was completely clean.

Coming to Enola's side, Jory wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, he squinted at Enola, and said, "I brought Sauron back, did you go to see her?" ”

"She?" Enola let out a soft snort in surprise.

The grammar of the Camelot language, male and female, she also pronounced it separately, and from the words Jory used to address Sauron, Enola could tell that it was a girl, but ...... What's the name Sauron?

Enola's surprise didn't last long, though, and though she was tempted to ask Jory why the baby girl had a boy's name, Enola's attention was soon drawn to another little thing.

"Mi~"

The little head peeked out of the collar of Jory's clothes, and it squinted at the food at the long table full of intoxication. As soon as Dot-Dot's head appeared, Enola's eyes were fixed on Dot's head.

This......

It stands to reason that only Jory can see the dots, and he still doesn't know why Enola can see them.

She pursed her lips and was silent for a while, until she couldn't help but climb out of Jory's clothes and jump onto the dining table, when Enola asked, "What's its name?" ”

“…… Smurfs. ”

"Mi!!"

Diandian turned his head and glared at Jory angrily, his two little hands crossed his waist and looked at him very angrily, and Diandian's bulging cheeks made no secret of his dissatisfaction with Jori, as if to say that it didn't have ears, and they all listened.

The Smurfs, while Dot Dot is indeed "blue", doesn't like it when Jory calls himself that.

Glancing at the plate, Enola picked a grape from the fruit bowl and handed it to Diandian. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled innocently and kindly, as Enola lay half-on the table, one hand on her chin, placing the grapes on the table next to the dot.

"I'm sorry, please let me."

At this time, a not very friendly voice interjected, and a girl in a sky blue dress squeezed to Enola's side, although she said sorry, please and other honorifics, but she was not very polite to reach out and take a wine bottle from Enola. She obviously didn't recognize Enola, who was still a little dirty after no makeup, otherwise, if she knew that Lu Dao was a legendary figure among hero-level powerhouses in front of her, I am afraid she would not be this arrogant appearance.

Or for the sake of coming with the Sword Saint, otherwise this proud daughter of the sky wouldn't even say a word to Enola, who made her the niece of Lord Morpheus? Even the Sword Saint has to give the lord a few thin faces, and this girl clearly has proud capital...... Of course, this is based on the premise that she didn't recognize Enola.

Jory with a playful look. exaggeratedly arched his hand to Enola: "Heroine, you have to talk to me before you go out, I can retreat." ”

"Heh......"

Seeing Jory's funny appearance, Enola shook her head a little amusedly, as if she had forgotten the girl's impoliteness, and continued to be interested in teasing. Seeing Diandian struggling to pick up the grapes, opening his toothless little mouth and rubbing it the grapes, unable to taste the sweet taste of the grapes, Enola couldn't help but laugh at Diandian's difficult appearance...... This little guy can't eat too much food.

Thereupon. Enola's eyes began to search for the drinks on the table.

"Hero, good measure!"

Jory showed a very insincere admiration, and praised Enola very explicitly.

Hero, Jory's title is not overstepped at all, Enola is a hero-level powerhouse who has comprehended the iron will fifty years ago, and today she has an epiphany of fearless divinity, and she is no longer a hero-level can summarize her.

Eventually, Enola hesitantly brought over a bottle of wine, and she looked at it with great anxiety. The thumb clasped the cork and flicked it lightly, and the stopper that ordinary people need to pull out with a lot of force with the help of a corkscrew will be bulleted.

Fetching a beautiful goblet, Enola poured a small amount of wine and handed it to Diandian.

"Uh...... What do you want? Jory said to Enola uneasily.

It doesn't matter what Jory is thinking. Seeing what seemed to taste very good, it threw its glass on the wine glass with a little cheer, and it shook its transparent nose and sniffed the smell, with a skeptical look. Tentatively sticking out his tongue and licking the amber drink.

I didn't expect to lick it like this, and then it was out of control......

It seemed that the taste was unexpectedly good, and the sapphire eyes of the dot lit up instantly. It hugged the rim of the glass, opened its little mouth and stretched out its head to lick in the drink. Smiling sideways at the table, Enola with a gentle look on her face resting her chin on one hand, happily feeding a little wine...... But is that really okay? Jory was skeptical of what would happen if he drank a little bit.

As a result, the girl had just gone and returned, and when she came back to put the wine bottle, she happened to see this scene: a dirty woman, with a very fishy body odor (smell of blood) on her body, dressed in a coat, leaning against the table with a stupid smirk, pouring high-priced wine on the table.

From the fact that the doorman let the woman and the men next to her (Jory and Enola) in, it can be seen that the two of them are guests, and the niece of this lord has not for this reason unceremoniously asked the guards to drive them out of the city and punish them by the way. Fortunately, this woman poured wine on the table like an idiot, and her behavior was simply ruining the gathering of the upper echelons.

In fact, the only ones who can see the dots are Jory and Enola. Everyone, including Camero, could only see Enola doing stupid things to the empty table.

"You go, you're not welcome." The girl who put down the wine bottle said something impolite at all in a polite manner, and after finishing speaking, she took a few steps forward to Camillo, and showed an apologetic smile to the Sword Master that could truly be said to be full of etiquette: "Dear Mr. Camillo, I'm very sorry, this lady you brought is too indifferent to the occasion, so I can only ask her to leave, I'm sorry about it." ”

Faced with the arrogance that the girl still had when she apologized, Camillo only replied with two words: "Hehe......"

Enola doesn't care about this little brat, why did Camillo take the initiative to say it? He didn't bother to pay attention to this fool who was proud of the glory left by his ancestors, and besides, there were many people today, and Camilo didn't want to make any outrageous moves, and he was reprimanded by Enola in front of everyone......

Failing to teach this second ancestor who doesn't know whether to live or die doesn't mean that Camillo will be indifferent to this little child's recklessness. In front of Camillo, how dare he speak disrespectfully to his teacher? Even Tong Yan Wuji couldn't stop there, Camillo came to the teacher and asked casually: "The host of the banquet has issued an order to evict guests, what should I do?" ”

"Uh......" The lord's niece was stunned, not understanding why the Sword Saint suddenly said this.

Enola said lukewarmly, "Okay, let's go." ”

Putting down the glass, Enola carefully picked up the dots, as if she were holding a rare treasure. Confused, he burped a long wine and pointed at the bottle with a flat mouth, and it looked like another little drunkard was born.

Sensing that Dian Dian didn't seem to be going crazy, Qiao Li hurriedly picked up two bottles of wine and sandwiched them in the bad, and Dian Dian shifted the target, and stretched out his little hand towards Qiao Li in a daze. If this little ancestor initiates the song of death, except for Camillo, Enola, and Jory, a large number of people who hear it will die.

As he walked, Jory held the bottle in his left hand and two plates containing meat in the fingers of his right hand. Returning to Jory's arms, he fell asleep with the bottle in his arms.

"Wait a minute, sir, what do you mean by that, is there anything I have offended you?" The lord's niece came over a little messily and asked loudly.

Camillo didn't look back, walking behind Enola with a slow pace. Jory, however, turned around and told the girl the truth: "You not only offended us, you also bit us,." ”

Mother...... What the?

The lord's niece's face distorted on the spot, her cruel eyes stared at Jori, if it weren't for the fact that Camillo seemed to have a deep relationship with him, she would definitely have asked the guards to kill Jori on the spot!

It's just that she didn't think about whether it would be appropriate to give such an order even if Camillo was not present. Since Jory was invited to the banquet by the lord as the bravest warrior, it must be because Jory had good combat effectiveness, and she was able to come up with an order to kill Jory, probably not expecting Jory to slap her head before the guards poured in.

This pampered second ancestor, who doesn't know how cruel the outside world is, is still at the stage where the aristocratic class and commoners dare not disobey, and subconsciously thinks that Jory does not dare to hurt himself.

Walking out of the disgusting banquet hall, Camillo asked Jory in a low voice: "These useless wastes, staying any longer will only bring down Dolambia, it's time for Morpheus to get rid of them...... Oh, I think that cold-blooded executioner will not let go of such a good opportunity. ”

Poor, and abominable, a flock of ignorant lambs......

Morpheus. Saiyan's ruthless rule, he will not tolerate any black sheep poisoning his power, and he will not do anything for a while, but he has no irrefutable reason. (To be continued......)