The morning light sprinkled down from the sky, reflected by the white dust that covered the entire Xi'an site, but instead appeared a hazy beauty, and stood abruptly in this light. The Great Sanctuary of Sanin, which has a straight pillar of light reaching into the sky, is also extremely sacred, and the holy woman Estelle, who has been praying for a long time by the pool of holy light for several days, is also secretly praised for her eye-catching piety, although everyone does not know why she suddenly prayed for such a long time every day, but some people have concluded that this gentle and pure woman must be praying for the innocent people who have suffered because of the war, so everyone looked at this holy woman with even more admiration, but no one asked her for the reason...... So no one knew that Estelle, who had prayed for a long time on the edge of the holy pool with her head down, was actually flushed with seduction, her lips clenched, and every breath of air she exhaled was filled with heat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Damn Chardo!

Estelle endured the torment of the desire that was as tenacious as a weed in her body, and which had not been eradicated even after days of baptism of light, gritting her teeth with hatred, and her heart was full of strange, inexplicable ambiguous thoughts. Chardo already knew her deepest secret, a great threat to her lurking, and she should have found a way to get rid of him right away, but now she felt hot and short of breath every time she thought of that bastard, and at one point she almost moaned-

It must be all about drugs, yes!

Estelle hastily removed her thoughts and recited the prayer in a soft voice to stabilize her sudden confusion. After what happened that day, Estelle, who was also worried about whether someone in the temple had bad thoughts about her, carefully searched every corner of the room, and finally fell on the small pouch of the drug that was covered by her clothes, and after a short experiment, she had already determined the 'truth' of the matter - although she couldn't remember when she chose the 'Breath of Piety' to smoke her clothes, the drug was unique to her, and no one else knew the formula, so it could only be a coincidence.

A strange coincidence full of crimson, so coincidental that Estelle would always think of the word 'fate' and then quickly shake her head to forget it—the word was so ambiguous that she could barely breathe.

I can't have any future with him...... No way.

As the thought flowed through Estelle's heart, her heart contracted as if it had been pricked by a needle, and she couldn't help but sigh softly.

However, this sigh made the attendants of the Great Sanctuary who were waiting in the distance think that the Holy Maiden had finished the day's prayer, and hurriedly trotted over.

"Lord Estelle, the emissary of His Majesty Thormandis, Emperor of the Wright Empire, is waiting outside the door. ”

The waiter whispered. The current Sanin Grand Sanctuary is in a very strange state, although the elders of the Radiant Temple, who nominally have a higher leadership than Estil, are here, but the people of the Great Sanctuary seem to have completely forgotten about them, and still follow the previous practice, everything is reported to the current supreme leader of the Grand Sanctuary, Holy Maiden Estelle, which shows that the contradictions between the two factions have accumulated to the point that they don't even bother to do superficial work.

"The messenger of Sopmandis?"

Estelle struggled to suppress her voice, lest the attendants hear something flawed: "What kind of mission did he come with him?"

He didn't say anything...... However, it should be related to the recent military operations of the Wright Empire. ”

The squire replied with great certainty. There have been many recent events in the Wright Empire, but none of them are as good as the fact that His Majesty the new Emperor Thorpe Mandis is preparing to start a war. The Temple of Radiance had been providing medical care during the Wright Empire's military campaigns for hundreds of years, and the attendants speculated that His Majesty's emissary might have come from this.

“...... Let him in. ”

Estelle gave her a little thought before deciding. The capital of the Wright Empire has been reduced to a dead dead place due to a feud between Sanin and Faharo, and if it is true that it is necessary to ask for the healing troops, it is a good opportunity to ease the relationship between the two.

"Yes. ”

The attendant bowed respectfully to the Holy Maiden and left, while Estelle tried to forget the shadow of Chardo and began to think from the perspective of the Great Templar.

It didn't take long for a young man in military uniform to be guided by his attendants to the holy pool, and after saluting Estelle in accordance with the rules, he went straight to the point:

"Your Excellency Estelle, Holy Daughter of Light, on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor of the Wright Empire, Thorpmandis @ Anco Osstrostim @ Volull, I cordially invite you to travel to the shallow verdant hills. ”

The tone of the military is so clear that even if the war is described as a trip in accordance with the 'traditional' rhetorical device, it cannot hide the atmosphere of war in the slightest. Estelle felt the cruelty and gore hidden behind these few words, and sighed slightly.

"Please tell His Majesty Thorpe Mandis that I will gladly accept his invitation, and hope that he will not mind the additional companions I have brought with me. ”

She solemnly responded as the Holy Maiden of Light, which meant that the priest forces of the Great Sanctuary of Sanin had pledged to participate in the war.

The young officer returned the salute meticulously, but his feet remained unmoved.

"Your Majesty Thorpe Mandis wants you and your companions to return with me. ”

He met Estelle's questioning gaze and spoke with a blank expression.

“......”

Estelle pondered for a moment before accepting the request, waving her hand slightly, and the attendant beside her immediately took the order to gather the priests.

War, really coming.

Looking at his hurried back, Estelle sighed silently again.

......

......

The arrival of Bogfexer is like throwing a boulder on the calm surface of a lake, or pouring a glass of ice water on the quietly burning hot charcoal, in short, when Doug came to the Dark Lands in disguise as an orc from the previous time, and before he could see McVendish @ Steelhorn, the whole world suddenly went into chaos, and countless inexplicable wars broke out overnight, and in the blink of an eye, there were wars and refugees everywhere - Fortunately, the gods have not yet made a move, and even their sub-gods and apostles have not appeared in the war, but this does not make much difference to the people of the ordinary secular world, the war is always a war, nothing more than the difference in the number of deaths.

And when Doug and McVendish @ Steelhorn finished their tussle and led a team of orc mercenaries disguised as humans who were still fat and strong, and didn't look like good stubble, back to the Land of Light, he also felt a certain sense of urgency, and he began to make his own arrangements in the territory of the small country of Havest, that is, the poor principality that was about to be ravaged by Thorpmandis - to put it bluntly, it was to select some unbelievers in some important towns and military strongholds, and directly turn them into his own followers.

Of course, Lord Conservation didn't have much time to think about the 'free will' of those people, and his new companions didn't say anything about it.

"The pieces of meat in the food are too small...... The new axe is good though. That's all the Roaring Shield Defenders have come to say.

In order to hide their identities, the orc mercenaries' original life-threatening giant shields and one-handed axes were all redressed and changed into a gorgeous version of a popular opera made by Fifian four hundred years later, which is also said to have been finalized by the elven designer who won the Little Golden Elf Award, and it does look full of alien beauty, so that this group of powerful mercenaries is completely cut off from the adjectives of 'vulgar' and 'simple', and no one will ever have a trace of suspicion related to orcs.

At this moment, this group of pseudo-humans with gorgeous murder weapons are waiting in a valley on the border between Havest and Wright.

"Big head, how long are we going to wait here?"

Heiko @Begmasou, who 'took the initiative' to participate in the operation as a supernumerary, stroked the handle of the axe of the 'bloody ribs' boredly and couldn't help but yawn. The 'big head' he refers to is Doug, the traditional name for an orc mercenary for an employer, with a very long history - it is said to have originated because the first officially documented employer had a large head, and it took the great shaman of the time a whole rock sheepskin to paint his head.

"It's almost there, the Wright Empire's army has completed the border assembly, and it is estimated that it will be these two days. ”

Doug thought back to the message from the sleeping prisoners and came to a conclusion. Now he felt more and more that his trip to the Dungeon of the Sleeper was worth it, the crooks, the villains he had freed up, who had a very prominent position in their respective 'trades' (or would not have been locked up in the Dungeon of the Sleeper), Violent maniacs, under the dual impetus of the threat of life and the help of conservation divine power, have played a role that those professional intelligence officers trained with a lot of money can't match, and now the situation of Doug fighting alone when he first met Fifian is gone, almost all important cities on the entire continent, he can grasp first-hand information at any time, and if necessary, he can even teleport a flying reconnaissance prop produced by Fifian according to the location of these prisoners, and he can immediately get a vivid live broadcast.

"Big head, I think we have enough people to go anywhere, why do we have to wait until that Wright's army enters before we move?"

Nizuenglie slouched his opinion. Since learning that the female orc played by Fifian would not follow suit, the young beast who could not see the perfect lover in his mind had been hanging wilting on the back of his neck lately.

"If what I'm looking for is in a small village, we'll have enough...... But our treasures are now sleeping in the underground treasure chambers of the royal palace in Havest, guarded by the country's best troops, so numerous and well-armed that we can't even touch the door of the treasury. ”

Without hesitation, Doug threw out the excuses that had been prepared long ago. He was bent on losing both the orcs and Thormandis, so how could he do if they didn't see each other?

"Ahh

Heiko @ Bergmasio opened his mouth and yawned heavily: "Then why are we here so early...... How good would it be to eat a few more days and a full meal in Wright...... To be honest, the food here tastes good, but the portion is a little less......"

His last words elicited unanimous approval from the roaring shield defenders next to him, who nodded their heads in agreement.

"When the operation is successful, I will buy enough food for you to eat for a month in Wright, so that you can enjoy it to the fullest. ”

Doug smiled and wrote a blank check. Although he has never been a leader, he has at least been led and knows some of the usual tricks.

"Oh hoo hoo!!"

The orcs cheered in disgust, except for Nizun Engle, who pouted secretly.

"Woo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-

A low birdsong suddenly sounded on the other side of the valley, and all the orcs immediately looked solemn, and with skillful movements, they quickly raised their axes and disappeared into the bushes, and Doug also held two ordinary daggers in his hands, and carefully hid his body in the shade of the tree.

This signal is a warning signal from the orc scouts lurking ahead, meaning that a 'threatening' target has appeared for the entire team-

The question is, how can such a team appear in such a wilderness?

Doug clenched the dagger in his hand, and the yellow orc's pupils flashed with a cold killing intent.

......

......

Estelle, who saw Sophomandis again, had her first impression of His Majesty the Emperor as a stranger, extremely strange.

Speaking of which, since the coronation, she had hardly seen this former companion again, and now Sopmandis, who had become the king of a country and was about to wave the scepter in his hand to cast the demon of war, had completely lost the sunshine and gentleness of the former third prince, and his blood-colored eyes were as calm as the abyss, and his long dark red hair was tied upright behind his back by an ornament engraved with the crest of the family of Fuolul, and gently slid on the blade-sharp armor, heroic and imposing.

"Estelle, it's been a long time. ”

Sopmandis smiled a smile that was familiar to Estelle's memory, but the aura of a superior on her body was so strong that it became unfamiliar: "I'm glad you accepted my invitation. ”

"This is our duty, Your Majesty Sophomandis. ”

Estelle kept her etiquette very well. She knew that Sopmandis had been resurrected by Tutang Carmen by unknown secret method on the eve of his coronation, so she was naturally wary of him, even though he looked at it from all angles and was exactly the same as the original Sopmandis, even down to the smallest details.

However, the Sanin Sanctuary only needs a king close to the Temple of Radiance, and it doesn't matter who this king is, no matter what this person is living in the body and identity of Sophomandis, as long as he can provide enough benefits for the Temple, he can get the same support as Sophomandis.

"Even if I become a king, I will still be who I am, and nothing has changed. After listening to Estelle's answer, Sopmandis's brow furrowed, and he was a little dissatisfied with the performance of the saint - in any case, this was also a religious war under the banner of Sanin, but Estelle's performance was very formulaic, and there was no intimacy with the same camp: "Estelle, your alienation makes me feel a strange sadness...... I don't like that. ”

"People are always going to change. ”

Estelle smiled calmly, looking at Sophomandis's gaze with a little sadness, but then she immediately covered it up again: "Forgive me for being in a bad mood, I just feel sorry for the innocent who will be hurt in this war." ”

"When the wind blows, there's always sand rolling down. ”

The expression on Sopmandis's face disappeared, and the words of the founding ancestor of the Volur family were spoken, and the invisible killing aura in the faint voice quietly spread, and Estelle, who bore the brunt of the attack, only felt a suffocation, until she had been on the horse for a long time, she could still feel the blade-like coldness that seeped into her skin.

This small detachment advancing towards the territory of the Duchy of Havest is very powerful, Thorpmandis brought a full two hundred of his most elite palace guard soldiers this time, except for the army, the usual enemy can not pose a threat to them, Estelle originally thought that they were going to the advance camp in Havest so did not care, and when this small team continued to march non-stop after crossing the border for a long distance, the saint felt a little uneasy.

"Your Majesty Sopmandis, how long will it be before we get to camp?"

Estelle approached Sopmandis and asked softly. When he set off before, Sopmandis arranged for all the high-ranking priests to rest in the country on the grounds of travel fatigue, and only a few low-level priests were brought with him for this operation, because there was no official declaration of war, so Estelle didn't care, and at this moment, seeing that Sopmandis seemed to have other plans, the saint couldn't help but be a little worried - their healing ability was low, and if there was really a large-scale encounter, it might not have much effect.

"Our destination is just ahead. ”

Sopmandis avoided part of the Holy Maiden's questions, and his soldiers of the Praetorian Guard seemed to have known the true plan of the trip, and without hesitation, under the watchful eye of Estelle, they turned into an inconspicuous valley.

"Your Majesty Thormandis, where is it?"

Estelle looked at the soldiers silently and began to make some incomprehensible arrangements, and asked with a puzzled frown. As soon as the soldiers arrived, they dug holes everywhere, filled them with gravel, and took old stone bricks with vague patterns from their knapsacks and quickly built them, and even a two-man tall object was carried by several soldiers and hurried past Estelle's front of her, and then placed behind the newly erected brick walls.

It seemed like something dangerous, as some of the soldiers were in charge of keeping the low-ranking priests at bay, bringing together the curious guests with a squeezed smile, and even forming a human wall to protect them.

Even Estelle couldn't suppress her curiosity and quietly looked at it twice, but her sensitivity as a saint and a spy made her soon discover that the two-person tall thing actually seemed to be a god statue-

The saint's heart jumped, and she held her breath to look at the old stone bricks, which she recognized at once, and the carved on them was the mark of the broken Lord of Death, Faharu!

"Sophomandis! Do you want to—"

Estelle was only halfway through her words, and it came to an abrupt end when she saw Sopmandis's calm eyes.

There is no need to ask anymore.

"I once told the nobles who only knew how to oppress the commoners, and we would find the answer in the land of Haavist. ”

Sophomandis smiled at Istiel, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"But once someone else sees through it, how are you going to face the criticism of the entire continent? Even Sanin's brilliance will be dimmed because of this!"

Estelle argued in a low voice. This tactic is not unusual, and once exposed, it will become a scandal!

"No, it won't. ”

Still smiling calmly, "Because no one dares to speak out for an evil pagan country that has sacrificed the followers of Sanin. ”

"The believers of Sanin as a sacrifice?...... No, come here!!"

Estelle was bewildered at first, then suddenly and in a panic, she turned to greet the junior priests, only to find to her despair that the smiles on the faces of the soldiers who had 'protected' them had turned cold, and the blades of their hands were soaked with fresh blood.

After a few indifferent sounds of human bodies falling to the ground, an officer who was wiping his blade on the priest's white robe suddenly moved, twisted his hair and shouted:

"Who is there?!"

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Last week (2/2). Things are so 'inch', the more I want to finish today, the more I encounter a big overtime, back to the house are half past nine, fortunately there is not much left, can still be on the yard. Thank you for your support.,At the end of the month.,Don't keep the monthly pass.,Throw it to me to play.,There's another 40 votes to be in triple digits for the first time.,Hehe,Bubbling Sweet Dream ING...... (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )