XXXVIII. Gilheim the Smug

Ed Gilheim always stood on the balcony of the castle, looking down at what was happening in the city. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was as if he had detached himself from the battlefield, from the earth, from the earth, and looked down on the gods below from the sky, looking indifferently and mercilessly at the people below.

For a moment, he really had a similar delusion.

It was as if everything was nothing more than a boring drama and that everything meant nothing to him.

Then, the sounds of the battle on the battlefield, the screams of the soldiers before they died, summoned his trance-like soul back to the world.

He was nervous when he found out that the reinforcements were only mercenaries.

When those mercenaries showed their super combat effectiveness and gradually stabilized the situation, his whole body became relaxed.

His mood was constantly rising and falling violently with the changes on the battlefield, which made him deeply tired.

His face was filled with incredible shock when he saw a legendary paladin appear, and he almost cheered loudly with excitement when he found out that the paladin was actually his own.

Won, this war is won! At that moment, such a thought came to his head.

But when the paladins appeared one after another, his expression gradually stiffened.

Is there something wrong? Is this war opened in the wrong way? The legendary strongest super soldier that ordinary people cannot encounter in their lifetime can actually appear in such a small battlefield with three people in succession? Could it be that this is not actually a battlefield in the southern countryside of the Kingdom of France, but a place where the holy war of the Crucifixion took place?

Could it be that the current paladins have been flooded to such an extent? Can a rural battlefield with less than 5,000 people lead to legendary warriors one after another?

The astonishment was followed by a heartfelt ecstasy.

This legendary existence actually appeared in front of him, and he was still an ownerless mercenary, which was great, a masterpiece! This is simply a gift from God, and Gilheim once again confirmed that he was indeed the chosen one by God, the destined Allah.

He thinks he must get them, and he will do whatever it takes to gain the allegiance of those two paladins who belong to him, and if he does nothing and lets the opportunity pass by in vain, it will be the same stupid as the little duke next door who turned those two away!

Bloodline, family background, all those who have and don't, let me go! To hell with all the constraints! In front of the dignified paladins, these damn things are meaningless, as long as they are assisted by these two legendary warriors, they will no longer have to fear anything! Usurpers? Improper position? What are you kidding, with the assistance of these two, let alone a mere principality, even the great King His Majesty will not dare to point fingers in front of him.

A true paladin is someone who even the king of a big country like the Kingdom of France must be courteous, why did these two outstanding talents appear in front of him in the form of no master without being recruited in the past, falling into a state of excitement, and his brain has been accompanied by the changes in the situation, and Ed, who has become a little burned, has long been unable to think about these details.

With the victory in hand, his mood was completely relaxed, and then, Ed came up with a good idea.

He immediately ordered his men to bring the rebellious bride from Almac to this place.

A moment later, Alicia, who had not been seen for a long time, came to the balcony in plain clothes.

As soon as the girl came to the balcony, she was immediately attracted by the battle situation below, she watched the battle situation under the castle with concern, and didn't care about greeting the duke in front of her, when she found that there were 3 full armor paladins on the battlefield, the girl subconsciously clenched her fists.

"Welcome, my dear fiancée, how are you seeing familiar people on the battlefield?" said Gilheim leisurely

"......" responded to Guilheim's slightly malicious question, and Alicia responded with silence.

The Duke put on an elegant smile and said confidently, "As you can see, Pol has won." ”

The girl's face turned a little pale, of course she understood the value of a paladin, but the acquaintance on the battlefield, the head of the Knights of the Guards, the Lord Leon Ann Hart, whom she was familiar with, was no match for a paladin in any way.

Knowing that the valiant knight would lose his life at any moment, and that a familiar man was about to die in front of him, the girl's heart was gnawed away by bursts of sorrow.

Looking at the sad girl, Ed felt like he had tasted the wine of victory.

He smiled reservedly: "Ellie, as your husband, I can't watch my wife cry and cry because of what happened to my hometown......"

"Come and make a pact with me, when this war is over, I can magnanimously spare Almac, I can spare the life of that Duke of Almac, and even let him keep his title, become my vassal, and continue to govern Almac's domain, but in exchange, you must be my wife, follow me with all your heart, and swear before God that you will never betray me. ”

The "......" girl responded to each other with silence, which was the only small resistance that the girl without the six gods could make.

However, this rebellion was very interesting to Gilheim.

"By the way, when the time comes, I will invite the little duke to come to the wedding of the two of us, and now that I think about it, that engagement ceremony was really an interesting experience, I wonder if that Almac will still slide his hands this time? ”

"If you don't like Bol to live, we can go back to your hometown for a while once in a while, and of course you'll be back home as Duchess of Gilheim. Presumably, the duke, oh, maybe the earl by then, will have warmly entertained your childhood friend. ”

The girl pursed her lips tightly, tensed the expression on her face, and tried to restrain herself from revealing the feelings in her heart.

So he continued: "Soon, two paladins will join me, and most importantly, they will be abandoned by the Duke of Almark, isn't it a masterpiece? ”

"Accept it, my dear fiancée, to be my wife, to be faithful to me, and to be the supreme mistress of the great Duchy of Boer, which is the most suitable choice for you. You are the woman I fancied and I will not give you to anyone, forget Almac, forget that stupid man, he is not worthy of you. ”

As he spoke, Guilheim reached out and tried to hold the girl's chin.

With a "snap", his outstretched hand was slapped away.

Tears were already welling up in the girl's eyes.

Just silently, without saying a word, stubborn, sad, looking at him.

"Hehe, it seems that I pressed too hard, I apologize to you, I was too carried away. With the victory in hand, Gilheim naturally won't push the girl in front of him too much. Now, Pol's bloodline has become unimportant, he just simply admires the girl in front of him, who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and simply wants to get her.

Therefore, a little gentleness, a little gentlemanly demeanor is necessary.

He rubbed his hand that had been slapped away, and said with a smile on his face: "Please consider what I said carefully, if you think about it for too long and lose the life of that duke, it will be a pity, and I look forward to hearing your answer before this war is over." ”

With that, he turned his head and regained his appreciation of the battle below.

For him, it is the best picture, a wine to be tasted again and again, a harbinger of victory, a beauty that will be regretted for the rest of his life if he misses it.

The girl silently left the balcony and, led by the servant, walked like a walking corpse in the corridors of this strange castle.

It was not the castle she was familiar with, there were no secret passages she had discovered as a child, no familiar servants, no familiar corridors and rooms, no familiar ornaments.

The most important thing is that there is no familiar childhood sweetheart.

The girl didn't know how she could hold back her tears, she just endured it desperately, desperately trying not to show herself in front of that hateful Gilheim.

However, the limit has been reached......

Unconscious, she walked to her room, and in the hallway, the girl suddenly stopped.

Her whole body was sluggish, and her whole body tensed, as if she had seen something incredible.

The servant who led the way seemed unclear, for she had seen nothing, nothing unusual at all.

"You step back first. She said to the servant beside her, "Let me be alone for a while." ”

"But......," said the servant cautiously.

"Stand down!!" Alicia scolded, sternly scolding the servant who dared to contradict her.

After all, the girl was about to become the future duchess, this was a secret that had been open in the castle for a long time, and the servant did not dare to offend the girl too much, so he had to retreat honestly.

As the footsteps faded away, the whole space gradually became quiet.

When it was clear that there was no one around, the girl came to a piece of decorative armor.

"Come out, Fan, I see you. ”

“......”

She tapped lightly on the armor in front of her.

"Don't hide, you've found it. ”

That was a common routine used by the two when they were playing hide and seek when they were children, and whoever always didn't want to believe that Alicia could easily find him always had to drag it out until the last moment, and when there was no way to avoid it, he would run out of the hiding place unwillingly.

So, from the adult-sized armor, a thin human figure emerged, and his whole person shrunk into the armor, and from the outside, he couldn't find the slightest clue.

In this world, only Alicia Bain can see through the man's location at a glance.

It was none other than Van der Almac, the greatest enemy of the Duchy of Boer, the supreme Duke of Almac.