"Your is close at hand, you told me you wanted to be quiet, and let us all go out?" He was silent for a moment www.biquge.info and seeing that Eren was still silent, he continued, "Man, if that old thing had stayed at the station, yours would have thought we had killed him, regardless of whether the lord's wife and Mio were in their hands or not, but Mike and Winnie-"

"Eighty percent of them are no longer in your. Eren suddenly opened his eyes and said, "But the people of your must have new chips, and more than one." Since Harwin can promise to send Mio back, then Nina must be in their hands, and Linde, damn it, how can they catch it, damn it....." After saying that, he slapped the table angrily, and the jewels and cups on the table danced with his fist, making a crisp sound.

Selsi rarely saw Eren so angry, and rarely, or at all, he had never seen Eren who couldn't come up with an idea. "How do you judge that they're no longer there?" he finally asked.

"Don't ask me such useless questions, Sercy. Alan gritted his teeth and said, "Now that Kenny's wife and Mio are in their hands, we can't attack the city, we can only choose to compromise." But that old thing must have lied, and I bet little Lind must be in their hands, and that the madmen are going to use his blood and heart to do some fucking shit. If I had known who made up that fucking story, I'd dig that guy's grave!"

"Let's agree to a peace treaty first, and get your winged brother back. "And then, on the terms they put forward, we withdrew from the border, and in doing so, we saved at least most of our lives." ”

By that time, Linde was dead. Alan stood up with his hands on the table, "I'm here to save everyone's lives!"

"But if you keep doing this, you'll kill everyone. Sersi said coldly.

"No, we still have time. Morris looked up, "Alan, what you said is treacherous, but the legend of the Flame Sword?"

"Yes, so what?" Allen's fingers tapped frantically on the table, as if he had lost his composure.

"Then we'll still have time, and don't forget, I've been guarding the southern border for Nikko for ten years. "A few years ago, I was ordered to escort a nobleman of your to the city of Sunshine on a long journey, and the old man once talked to me about it one boring night. Whenever the lord of your changes, the council and the temple jointly hold a ritual, and he happened to be at the coronation of Namu Irene. The sacrifice was held in an old temple, where there was no idol of the god, but instead a huge iron-melting furnace, and the high priest told everyone present that the flame in the furnace had been burning for nearly a thousand years and had never been extinguished, and that this furnace was the biological mother of the Flame Legion, and only the fire in this furnace could reforge the Flame Sword. ”

Later, he saw Namm Irene enter the temple, and the four goddess servants stripped him of his armor, lining, and underwear, and replaced him with white robes that did not fit him. The High Priest chanted as the blacksmith threw the ember weapon into the furnace. The molten iron burned, the flames steamed, and the molten iron of mortals flowed down the furnace to the backyard, and the molten iron of the gods remained in the furnace and emitted a pungent metallic smell, and the whole process lasted for an hour. When the sacrifice began, Namu Irene drank the holy water given by the High Priest, then took off his white robe, went naked, and was anointed with holy oil, while the blacksmith with ancient totems on his face poured the god's molten iron into the inverted mold, and after the Flame Sword cooled and formed, the High Priest held the sword in both hands and stabbed Namu Erin in the heart....."

"Pierced in the heart, but still alive?" Alan seemed to calm down a little, and he sat down in his chair with incredulity written all over his face.

"Namu Erin is the heir chosen by the previous High Priest, and his blood and heart can be used to reforge the Flame Excalibur. Of course, that's what the old man said. "But I don't think so, maybe there's something wrong with the holy water, or maybe the holy oil is doing something, or maybe the whole sacrifice is just a show, and the priests, blacksmiths, and servants are all playing tricks, who knows." The middle-aged knight smiled disdainfully, "But that's not the point, Alan." This ritual can only take place during the full moon, so we still have time to get out and get your friend back, and touch it back again to rescue the hapless heir. ”

"Morris," Allen put on that confident smile, "I'm going to have Shelley give you an earl, and then let that bunch of guys in feathered helmets out there kneel on the ground and lick your shoes!" he turned his face and shouted out of the tent, "Steven!"

There was a sound of running from outside the tent, and then the red-haired wizard poked his head into the tent with a look of courtesy. "My lord, what can I do for you?"

"Go and bring the envoy named Harwin, and tell him by the way that I have just changed the peace treaty, and ask him to come and continue the negotiation. Alan grabbed a ruby and threw it to Steven, and the red-haired imp caught it with one hand. "It's yours, it goes well with your hair, go ahead. ”

"Thank you, thank you, sir!" exclaimed the imp excitedly. His face then disappeared from the curtain.

"Figured out what to talk about?" asked Sercy after Steven left.

"Perhaps. Alan smiled.

When Harwin walked into the tent, he was covered with the smell of wine and honey beef, and the unseasonal sandals on his feet dragged across the mud and sat down opposite Allen, and if it weren't for the white robes, no one would think that this old fellow was a servant. "Lord Alan Dalton, have you figured it out so quickly?" he asked, with a relaxed expression on his face, gravy and wine dripping from his gray beard as he spoke.

"Do as you say, release Mio first, and I'll see him before dark. Alan said with a solemn face, "The army will march before the sun goes down and retreat beyond your borders, but it will not return home." In addition, you must follow us, you can't leave for the time being, all the details of the peace talks and the treaty will be completed by the crow for you, and when all the hostages return safely, I will let you go, and at that time, I will have no reason to go to war against your again. ”

"God Namu bless, your decision just now has saved at least tens of thousands of lives. Harwin reached out to wipe the juice from his beard, "I need quill, ink, parchment, and, of course, a flying crow." ”

"Steven, did you hear the envoy?" asked Alan softly.

"Yes, sir. The red-haired wizard bowed and stepped back.

"Now, can I retrieve my gems?" said Harwin, gesturing at the scattered gems on the ground with a white beard on his chin.

"Of course. Alan said with a smile.