Chapter 1390: A Trip to Egypt (3)

Lorenzo didn't see the mixed expression on Eliade's face, and continued to immerse himself in his own world, and replied, "It's nothing to eat and wear, she doesn't pay attention to those things that are comfortable and delicious, and everything else is some gadgets, small boxes, small boxes, small suitcases, round, triangular, square, messy, hats, pens, and everything." All kinds of perfumes, buy a bunch of messy smells. ”

Lorenzo paused, "Oh yes, I like to collect all kinds of ...... Bottles, perfume bottles, and other bottles, I don't know where they came from, and cups, plates, saucers, and stones, not gems, but stones, all kinds of stones, small jewelry and knick-knacks...... It's only been a few years before the palace warehouse will be overloaded, and in a few years it seems that the palace of Ales will be expanded. Oh yes, I didn't buy a bottle just now. Lorenzo shook his head as he spoke, not seeing the complicated expression on Eliade's face.

"Not doing your job." Eliad sorted out his expression and cursed, "Find a place to live first, put down your pile of things for me first, and then we will go to the temple." ”

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The war between the secret party and the demon party is "going well" and is about to reach the final stage, Rousaille has calmed down, he is now thinking about ending the war quickly to see what medicine is sold in Moro's gourd, Alfonso's news in the past few days has been normal resistance, just retain the last strength, his work has been completed very skillfully.

Alfonso's side quickly eliminated the traitors from the secret party at the same speed, which was indeed a good time, and he was very fast, taking advantage of the last opportunity to clear the portal.

But the only problem in front of Alfonso is that Fanzhuo has never been so chaotic, it has almost become an empty city, everyone is persuading him to negotiate peace, or sign some treaty, at least a truce or bow his head to Moro, of course, that was the beginning, and now everyone has no time to condemn him for pulling the secret party to be buried together, it is good to survive, everything that can go has been gone, and those who can't go have to think of a way out for themselves.

I heard that the front line has collapsed, and the demon army is so fierce that it is invincible, and it will be ready to attack the city in a few days.

I heard that Lord Mo Luo is already preparing to settle in the Brahma Table City, and even the coronation ceremony is already being prepared.

Heard......

Alfonso wasn't in the mood to listen to it, but there was nothing good to hear, these were originally spread by him.

Alfonso sat in the front seat calmly and naturally, even the hand of the maid who sent blood was trembling, Alfonso's face was as pale as water, as if nothing had happened. Everyone thought that the young man was probably too frightened to speak, but Alfonso knew in his heart, he was just waiting, and the last scene was over, and he had to take a good curtain call.

"If you want to leave, just leave." His voice was as usual.

"There are only 50,000 soldiers left in the secret party, and 500,000 in the demon party." Alfonso looked at the people below and said leisurely, "I'm not qualified to let you give me a funeral for the secret party." You have held out until this point, you are already the heroes of the secret party, and everyone else is gone. This battle is ridiculous, the secret party has not been there for tens of thousands of years, the secret party has ended in my hands, and I apologize to the ancestors of the secret party and the ancestors of the Decheli family for generations. The corners of his mouth were curled, and in his hand was the medal representing the supreme ruling power of the secret party, and it was useless to play with it in his hand like a toy. This thing is a symbol when it has power, and it is just a useless ornament when it has no power.

Alfonso's words were moving, but they didn't touch the hearts of many people, and not many people in the big enemy still cared about the secret party and Alfonso, so they thought about going by themselves first. When these words were finished, as if they had been freed, the ladies and guards of the palace and the ministers below scattered and fled, and Alfonso stared at those who had left one after another, and laughed, as if he had lost his mind.

But at this moment, a disheveled and panicked guard ran in, "My lord, the demon army is only a distance away from a city in Fanzhuo. ”

A city, one day away.

Alfonso stared at the goblet in his hand, reclining on the seat, slowly shaking the thick red liquid inside, and humming a little song.

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Alecto is still a prisoner, but the situation is okay, she quickly figured out the entire structure of this enchantment, there was no enchantment before, it was still a little camouflaged, there was a factory in front of it, and now even the factory inside has been completely cleared, and it is completely a factory that creates people. It's much bigger than she imagined, and the structure is very complicated, and the division of labor in each part is very clear, but there are more parts blocked by the enchantment, she can't get in, she wants to see those snakes and parrots, if only she could find a way to get those things out, she wrung her fingers and then mocked herself, she couldn't help but think about the outside.

Alector had seen a lot of things from Eliad, who was busy working alone and occasionally doing things on his own, but here it had completely turned into a streamlined production, injecting potions and then making them...... A living person, the thought of this Alector is creepy.

"Is Her Highness Eve curious about these things?" The voice behind him made him even more creepy, it was Francis.

"......" Alector was frozen and didn't know how to answer, if he was curious, would he be killed? But she quickly calmed herself down.

"It's a great creation." Francis pressed her shoulder.

Alector frowned and stared at the methodical people who were working like machines, what does that have to do with creation? Alecto couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"What's this?" After Alecto calmed down, he began to guide Francis, so he said disdainfully, "After changing the body, the soul is still very dirty, is there any difference?" To be created, it must be made useful to people. ”

She was sarcastic in her words. She was going to do something different.

"Her Highness Eve...... Think your soul is clean? "Francis was angry with Alector like a child." Besides, why do you think this technology is useless? ”

"It's not clean, so I know I'm not Eve." Alector curled the corners of his mouth, "So whether you change your body or not, it's all the same." ”

Bloodline: The iris has not fallen