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“...... That's pretty much the same as your reasoning. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Emerson was silent for a moment, subconsciously recalling the initial impulse he had back then, "No, I can't say it...... At first, I guess I just admired Sir Evan Ian, but after seeing it in the city, I was suddenly so excited that I ran to sign up the same day. ”

"But to be honest, I regretted it that night, and my mind kept flashing the scenes of the tragic deaths of the girls in the movie, and then slowly became myself, and then I woke up from the night in a cold sweat. ”

However, when I signed up, I had no choice, and I thought that a weak person like me would probably be kicked out not long after entering the church. It's just that I didn't expect that this soldier would be a hero for three years, and finally become a hero. ”

"You're a great kid, you look like you've never killed a chicken, and you've killed as many people as me. Bernie couldn't help but praise Emerson.

Emerson smiled bitterly: "Bernie, I'm not afraid of your jokes, in fact, every time I go home, my parents and sister will persuade me to retire, especially this time when I go back, they almost didn't block the door, and I won't let me go back to the camp if I don't say retirement." ”

"Oh?!, and how did you convince them?" Bernie couldn't help but be a little curious.

Emerson puffed out his chest slightly: "The education of the army has changed me, and now I am a real soldier and a Republican!"

Bernie was just about to laugh at his serious appearance, when he heard-

"Well said!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind the two of them.

Bernie and Emmer shuddered, "Captain Levi!"

They stood still, and then they saw a short man with a flat-brimmed military hat with a silver rose badge walking slowly in front of them, dressed in a pure black uniform completely different from the rat-gray uniform of ordinary soldiers.

Levi's rocky dark brown eyes looked up and down at the two of them who pretended not to squint, "I can't see that the ideological consciousness of the two of you is so high." ”

"How many years have you been in the party?" Levi was closer than Emerson, and the Republican emblem with the sickle and hammer on Emerson's chest was just at his eye level.

"It's been two years, sir!" replied Emerson, a little pride in his voice.

"Two years? Yes, the second batch of official party members. Levi nodded, then turned to look at Bernie-

"You seem to have looked down on me all along?"

Emerson saw Bernie's neck stalk, and he subconsciously pulled down Bernie's sleeve, but it was already over-

"I'm a rough man, I'm not used to a recruit who hasn't been on the battlefield to pee on his head, but if it's the Grand Duke's order, I'll frown and drink your pee even if I can't get used to it!"

"You guy......" Levi frowned, but he was a little speechless, "We are soldiers! Forget it this time, don't say such vulgar words as 'peeing' again! This is an order! Do you hear it!?"

"Yes, sir!" replied Bernie in a loud voice.

Levi nodded, pushed the brim of his hat that had been on his head, showed the two of them the bandages under their hats, and looked calm: "This squadron is a hero squadron, and I am very proud to be the military military officer of this unit, because it shows that I am also a member of this hero squadron." ”

Bernie froze for a moment, then snapped to the ground, the bowl on his head swayed for a moment, then flipped it down, wetting his shoulder: "Report sir!

Levi removed the bowl from his shoulder, and then gathered a dense mass of air on his hand, sucking the moisture off his uniform in Bernie's shocked gaze.

After dealing with all this, Levi looked at him again and sighed: "Forget it Emerson, I am really a little uneasy at the thought of handing over the recruit troops to people like you in the future. ”

Emerson's heart moved slightly: "Captain Levi, ......who is the sir?"

"What do you think you've been training in the queue for lately?" Levi shrugged as he looked at Emerson, he knew that unlike Bernie, Emerson was a smart man, "Expect Colonel Evanian to be there at the Mulin Festival ceremony." ”

"Yes!" Emerson and Bernie were a little excited.

"Also, in the future, in the army, don't use the term 'new Grand Duke'. Levi patted Bernie lightly on the shoulder, "Archduke Feldenand is still in good health." ”

"But I have heard that the Grand Duke has entrusted all the government to Sir Evan Ian, and seems to be intending to abdicate. Bernie argued.

Levi's gaze flickered slightly, he looked at the two of them, and suddenly lowered his voice.

"To tell you the truth, Duke Ferdinand will not abdicate, and he will leave—"

"Ahh

Evanian sneezed violently, "Damn, which bastard is cursing me again." ”

"It's just a little cold. Iophta leaned over and placed a steaming cup of vanilla tea in Evan Ian's hand, her dark green eyes as dark as a pool of water looking at him calmly, "The church has taken the people away, the guest rooms have been vacated, and in the afternoon, I will go and talk to Miss Eddie Hill and ask her to change the bedroom." ”

"Well......" Evan Ian muttered, "I'll tell you this kind of thing myself." ”

"Hmm. Iofita nodded.

Evanian propped himself on the desk with one hand, picked up the teacup and blew it, and then saw Iofeta show a rare expression of wanting to speak: "Is there anything else?"

"It's Lady Shirley. She seems to have invited Miss Eddie Hill with her to next week's almsgiving. Iofita reported what she had heard while serving Shirley, "Do you want to send more men in case Miss Edhill escapes?"

"Almsgiving......" Evan Ian frowned, "Eddie Hill, she agreed?"

"Although there is some hesitation. Iofita replied quietly.

"I see. Evanian nodded, but said no more.

Wandering back and forth outside the door for two years, Evanian sighed heavily.

He hadn't thought about how to face Adesil since he had run away last time. From the perspective of Nanling's interests, it is indeed the most suitable outcome for Eddie Hill to become husband and wife with him, and it should be said that he does not resist this.

However, Edhill is a good girl, just like Iophta. Even he himself can't be sure what the outcome of the next battle will be, from the perspective of his whole plan, he should not leave an heir at such a time, it is better not to leave any possibility, so as to dispel the doubts in the hearts of those big men in the empire to the greatest extent, and buy another 5~10 years of development time for the entire South Ridge and the Republican Party. And Edhill's mission is completely in conflict with his plan.

Unlike Iofita, Edhill's existence itself is a time bomb that explodes at an unknown time, and if she is firmly guarded as a breeding machine, if she is allowed to move freely, then Evan Ian cannot guarantee that she will not become the deadly dagger stabbed in the back at the critical moment.

And even if Edhill has no idea, as the only remaining remnant of the Southridge royal family, those Southridge people will spare no effort to desperately try to rescue her, or in other words, if Edhill does not die for a day, then it is impossible for the remnants of Southridge to be destroyed-a longer life than the short-lived species, enough to support those long-lived species to complete this historical mission for decades, even centuries, and any omission by Evangel and Feldenand will attract them to wait for the opportunity to attack.

Therefore, Evan Ian's original idea was to try to appease Eddie Hill, and then firmly confine her to the surveillance of the Duke's Palace, not to mention the Duke's Palace, and walk around the courtyard with Iofita or other Black Knights.

This is the greatest freedom that Evan Ian can give her, as long as she has no thoughts of revenge, then this life lasts for five or six years, and when he returns from the Empire, he can officially marry her, even if it is just a boring political marriage, but for Evan Ian and Edhill, this ending is enough to be called a happy-end (good ending).

But with the timing of this attack, Evan Ian's opinion of Edhill has faintly changed. He suddenly realized that Eddie Hill may really be a good girl, kind, resolute, but also good at adapting, she has already adapted well in the life of the Duke's Palace in Nanling in just ten days. Whether the freedom to imprison her was really the best choice for herself and for Eddie Hill was a little question mark in Evan Ian's heart.

Now, he is standing outside the bedroom door of Eddie Hill and himself, but he doesn't know how to face this princess Longge who was abandoned by fate, but he was not discouraged and willing to sink. The kindness, the perseverance, and perhaps the invaluable talent she showed in the face of Abel and Lamberts left Evan Ian a little confused about where she and her future should go.

"Speaking of which...... That's a dragon...... "Evan Ian suddenly remembered, "how could such a monster be imprisoned on the ground by force." ”

The dragon soars for nine days, reigning over the world; the dragon fights in the wilderness, and its blood is yellow. Since Edhill is a descendant of the true dragon, it is impossible for him to dare to be ordinary. As the royal family of the dragon song, glory and curse will inevitably go with her, the dragon god will favor her, the god of death will watch her, if she cannot soar for nine days and become a legend, then she will be left in the wilderness, watering the earth with blood.

Thinking of all this, Evan Ian couldn't help but sigh softly and pushed the door open.

In an instant, the afternoon breeze lifted the plain white curtains, wrapped in the warmth of the sun, and gently brushed on Evanian's face.

The girl, who was kneeling on the floor and looking at something, raised her hand in a bit of a panic, pressed her dark blonde hair that was tossed by the wind, squinted her eyes, and raised her head to look at the door.

And she subconsciously withdrew her hand, and the white paper pressed under her hand suddenly spun and flew like a bird.

"You!" Eddie Hill wore gold-rimmed glasses on her face, but her expression was a little stunned.

"Don't knock!"

Then Evan Ian saw that those precious manuscripts that were spinning up were floating and fluttering......

Flew out the window.