This change came too suddenly, and it also startled everyone in the hall, and there were several powerful nobles who instinctively leaned forward, as if they wanted to stop them, but after seeing the people clearly, they stopped moving. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Victor's reaction was not unpleasant, he could achieve the position of the highest commander of the patrol battalion, which was also supported by a certain strength, but in the face of this person's flying kick, he still only felt a black shadow flashing, instinctively protecting his chest, and was kicked away by an irresistible force.

With a muffled scream, he flew straight out of more than ten meters, hit the wall on one side, and then stopped, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out far away.

It was only then that most of the nobles could see clearly what the people who came looked like.

This is a young man, he has flaxen-colored hair and a straight nose, with some faint freckles on his face, the immaturity of a teenager has not completely faded, there are scars on his armor, there are some red blood stains in the corners, and there is a strong fishy smell in the places where he passes, as if he has just retreated from the battlefield, and has not yet come to take care of it.

Of course, the most impressive thing about him is his eyes, which are extremely clear and clean, like a stream flowing down the mountain, which can reflect the depths of people's hearts.

It's just that at this time, there was only pain in his eyes, endless pain.

The stocky nobleman screamed and jumped to his feet, shouting, "How dare you be presumptuous in the sacred council hall?! Guards, guards, arrest him. ”

Before he finished speaking, a nobleman on the side had already pressed one hand on his shoulder, and the domineering force directly pressed him on the table, and when the short and fat nobleman turned around, he saw a dark-skinned, strong man as strong as an ox staring at him.

The short and fat nobleman was obviously very jealous of this man, and said with some stumbling: "You, you, Lord Ruiwei, what do you want to do?"

"Don't talk to no one, when you're dumb, shut up!"

Lord Ruiwei snorted lightly and ignored him, and at the first time, the Minister of War Eliad suddenly spoke, "This one is little Venal-Ott, the youngest son of the old Viscount Venal-Ott, and the only existing lineage of the Ott family.

At the same time, he is also a second-order slashing swordsman, one of the leaders of the Scarlet Rose Legion. Originally, he was stationed in Nancheng, and after the accident of the Ultra family, I issued a military order to recall him.

Little Venal, it seems, has something to say?"

The explanation of the Minister of War Eliad made all the nobles quiet, even if Victor, who had just returned to his senses and fell to the ground, couldn't help but grin bitterly.

He knew very well that this kick was in vain, and there was such a bitter master, even if he was beaten by a fat meal today, he deserved it.

Little Venal first bowed slightly to Eliad, then straightened up, and swept everyone with his clean eyes full of pain before he said, "Thirteen hundred years ago, the mermaid kingdom of the endless ocean, under the command of the evil goddess of the sea, drove the sea clan and the huge group of sea beasts to invade the western coastline of the Augustan Dynasty.

At that time, the great patriarch of the Igor family responded to the call of Augustus and took the family's blood-colored Rose Legion to participate in that battle, and the ancestors of my Otter family joined the Rose Legion as a superbly strong man at that time.

I believe that many families with a long history should have a detailed introduction to this paragraph, and I believe that everyone knows about the deeds of the Scarlet Rose Legion running thousands of miles, directly taking a Sea Clan stronghold, and capturing the Mermaid Prince.

It was in that battle that the ancestor fought hard against an abyssal sea beast with the blood of Dagon, and when he retreated, he fought with his life to save the generation of Grand Duke Igor.

In this way, after the war, although the ancestor was seriously injured and died, he was posthumously made an earl, and the Ott family was established.

Later generations are not filial, and they have no ancestral skills, and the title has been reduced to viscount in a thousand years, but the family still adheres to the family motto: with Igor as the king, the generations must be trained in the army before they can inherit. ”

This rambling is cumbersome, but none of the nobles show impatience, this is the history of a family, and it also contains the blood and tears of countless people, and when little Wienal said this, his voice was low: "My father, Viscount Wienal-Ott, although he is a bit stubborn, before taking over the family, he served in the Northern Legion for twenty years, and there were thirteen scars on his body, each of which almost killed him.

I also have two older brothers, the eldest brother died in the war of Warcraft Mania, his body is gone, and he was finally buried only by taking his clothes and a commonly used sword instead of bones, but my poor niece was only five years old, and she lost her father.

But even so, my father still sent my second brother into the army, and someone from the Ultra family must join the army, which is where the oath lies, but my second brother, the second brother, only joined the army for half a year, and died at the hands of the mob.

When he was carried back, he had at least a hundred scars all over his body, note that none of these wounds were on his back, and until the moment he fell, he had endured the glory of his family and had not left his back to the enemy.

My second sister-in-law, nine months pregnant, fainted from crying.

Finally, I, the last descendant of the Ott family, Werner Ott Jr., was sent into the army by my father.

I haven't been a person who likes to be restrained since I was a child, I want to be an adventurer, I want to go to the snowy plateau in the far north to see the aurora at the end of the world, I want to go to the southernmost eagle island, I want to explore the traces of the sacred giant eagle, I want to see the monastery of the Viku continent, I want to experience the power and development of professionals, I want to explore the mysteries of the sea world, I want to see the beauty of mermaids.

I thought that with two older brothers, it would never be my turn to inherit the family, and I never thought about that glamorous looking position, because I didn't like it.

However, when the children and grandchildren of the Ultra family died on the battlefield one by one, I could only shoulder this responsibility, knowing that I could enjoy better food, more comfortable clothes, and servants than others, not because I was born noble, but because of the nobility and ...... that the Ultra bloodline bestowed upon me Liability.

When the family needs me to take on this responsibility, I can't back down.

So, I joined the Scarlet Rose Legion.

In a year, I escaped death in the mouth of the monster, I fought to the death with ogres, I killed hundreds of evil beasts, I was stained with the blood of my kind, I had thirty-eight scars on my body, I had broken ribs four times, three times I was on the verge of death, and even again I was fished out of the pile of dead people by my comrades. ”

At the end of the sentence, little Venal's voice was low and hoarse, hoarse to the point of almost murmuring.

But the entire conference hall was almost silent as no breathing, and everyone looked at each other in a daze, as if they could feel the heart-rending pain between the words. The Minister of Finance lost his smile, the Secretary of State sat upright, and the Minister of War, Eliade, trembled faintly.

After almost breaking out after being quiet to the limit, little Venal raised his head again and said hoarsely: "I fought bloodily, I stained the battlefield with blood, and I tried all my strength to fight, in order to protect the millions of civilians in this Ilmasu City, to show loyalty to Grand Duke Igor, and to let my old father and relatives at home have a stable living environment."

But now, everything is gone, my family is gone, my father, along with hundreds of people in my family, have become food for the mouth of the evil god, and my soul has no chance to go to the underworld. ”

The helmet was thrown to the ground, the long sword was horizontal in front of him, and his fingers swept over the sharp blade, inch by inch, even if his fingers were cut and the blood stained the blade red, he seemed to be unconscious, until the tip of the sword.

Throat!

The aftermath of the sword inserted into the ground echoed, and little Venal suddenly half-knelt on the ground, he raised his head, his gaze swept over the three ministers, but he looked directly at the high throne, and his eyes hurt regardless of the stimulation of the light, he looked directly at the figure sitting on it, and said in a loud voice:

"Igor, the king whom the House of Ott has served for generations, your lowliest warrior, your most loyal servant, wants only one thing.

When will I, little Venal-Ott, the last descendant of the Ott family, see the blood of the enemy stain the ground?"

The style of painting changed suddenly, and little Venal's last move shocked everyone, even the three ministers couldn't help but change their faces, and the entire hall was silent.

Everyone couldn't help but stare at the figure on the throne, waiting for his reaction.