The dignified king, a dignified ninth-order powerhouse, has now been reduced to the point of being manipulated by the "villagers", and the grievances and anger in his heart can be imagined. However, there is no way, the sword is on the neck, and the body is imprisoned by ice, and there is no way to bite the other side with one mouth. They ordered him to swallow something like an egg, which would certainly not be a good thing, but there was no way, the most appropriate countermeasure at this moment was to obey.

His daughter died at the hands of the Quilt Brave, one of his sons was stoned to death by a catapult, his queen died in the castle, which was bulldozed by the Quilt Brave, and he himself was trapped in the ice. What should you do as a once high king, and what is your next goal in life?

Revenge! Revenge must be taken! If you don't kill all these people, you will be the king in vain. Now the king is alone, there are no important relatives to protect, and there is no throne to cherish, and he has no intention of being alone. Not to mention what kind of quilt brave man is, even if it is an imperial person, the king dares to give it a try.

But before that, obedience is mandatory. You can't get out of the ice, everything is delusional. Fortunately, the quilt warriors need their own strength, and if they cooperate enough, then they may give themselves a chance to fight. Although they will inevitably add some means to bind, there is also a chance of escape. At the same time, he has been using ice to trap the ninth-order powerhouse, and the consumption of this magic crystal is huge, even if the cotton is robbed of the king's treasury by the brave, it will definitely not last long.

"This thing was given by the Dark Elf Ambassador, and it is a highly poisonous," the Quilt Brave said, "What's more peculiar is that the poison is completely under my control. I can make it poisonous, or I can make it not flare up. ”

The king endured the discomfort in his throat and frowned deeply: "I haven't heard of it. ”

The quilt warrior didn't explain much, his hand reached into his pocket, and gently pressed the remote control box, and the female insect in the box suddenly made an inaudible sound, and the male insect in the king's stomach immediately responded. For a moment, the king felt that something was rolling in his stomach, and although it did not hurt very much, the fear in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

"What the hell is this?" the king was horrified.

"I don't know," the quilt brave man spread his hands, "villagers like us, who have little culture, where can they understand what works like us, they give it to us and use it, that's all." ”

"What will be the consequences?" asked the king again.

"Ten days, it's nothing in ten days, as long as I don't start it," replied the Quilt Warrior, "in ten days, I'll go to them again and ask them, there will be an antidote." But only if you have to help me. ”

"What if I don't?" said the king, tentatively.

"Don't think you're done killing me," the quilt warrior spread his hands, "I have a remote control in my hand, but I'm not the only one with remote control. Kevin's side, the Dark Elf Ambassador's side, in short, a lot. It's useless to kill me. ”

"Really?" the king thought to himself.

"Don't count on the Imperials, we'll seal your retreat one by one," replied the Quilt Brave, "even if you escape from here, we can remotely control your poison from a distance, and let you die on the way." What's more, the Imperials may not be able to cure your poison. ”

King: "......"

The quilt brave approached slightly: "How did you feel just now?"

The king's face was calm: "It's average, I don't feel anything, but when I think about it carefully, it's even a little cool." ”

"Really?" the Quilt Warrior smiled, then glanced at the left and right guards, and the two guards immediately retreated, leaving only the Quilt Warrior and the King.

"What?" said the king, slightly curious, "what do you want to say?"

Seeing the brave quilt leaving, he changed his expression in an instant, fatigue and depression were written on his face, and he carefully sat down beside the king and touched his dog's head: "Alas, there is a saying that people's spirits jump too tightly and will collapse one day." I now have a vague feeling that maybe I'm about to break down. ”

The king did not speak, but looked at him silently.

"Do you hate me?" asked the quilt warrior who suddenly turned his head.

The king sneered in his heart, Lao Tzu wanted to peel you and cramp, but on this occasion, he could only force a smile: "No, I don't hate you." ”

"Really?" the quilt warrior seemed a little happy, "Why?"

"Because ......" the king was slightly embarrassed, and then began to show his acting skills, "because it's actually my fault, it's me who didn't manage the country well, and I don't deserve to be this king." You are right to overthrow me. ”

The quilt warrior looked at him in slight surprise, even though he had a lot of experience at this time, it was still difficult to distinguish the truth from the falsehood in the face of the king's words. After a long time, he sighed: "Whether what you said is true or not, I am very happy that you can say this." ”

"After all, during the war years, no one died, I have been the king and hid in the castle for so many years, and I still can't hide after all," the king also sighed, "I have also thought a lot about it in the past few days, I was very angry at the beginning, I wanted revenge, I wanted to kill." But in recent days, I've been taking hatred more and more lightly. Killing people also feels pointless. ”

"O king," said the Quilt Warrior for the first time, calling him King, "if you really have hatred, you should not send it at us. You should hate the Imperials. ”

The king smiled and said nothing.

"Really, this is indeed a diversion of hatred," replied the Quilt Brave, "but in other words, the Empire is indeed to blame, and the King should know the inside story better than I do." I sometimes even wonder if there are no magic crystals in our realm, will there be war?"

The king pondered for a moment: "Maybe not, maybe it will be some other form of war." ”

"I really thought about blowing up the whole magic crystal mine, but the scale is too big for us to do it alone," the quilt warrior shook his head and sighed, "I also thought about whether I could ask Kevin and the others for help, but they probably won't agree to this kind of thing." ”

The king shook his head: "It is a felony to try to destroy resources, whether it is natural resources or resources left by God, it is unforgivable, you have to think clearly." ”

"Felony?" the quilt hero smiled, "can there be a greater crime than a necromancer? I'm already wanted by the Empire, so it doesn't matter what charges you want to put on my head." ”

"Actually, I'm a little curious," the king couldn't help but ask his doubts, "you should be aware of the gap between us and the Empire, even Kevin and the Dark Elves won't be of much help, while the other side has the Sword Saint and the Dragon Knight." Now you can only shrink into this underground, and you don't dare to show your head. After a long time, all the food stored here will be eaten, what will you do?"

"This underground is the entire dungeon, with a large number of mines connected to the mines, and there are also hidden entrances and exits. As long as you send a few experienced veterans, travel at night, and put on some dragon dung, then there is a good chance of surviving the patrol of the pterodactyls. ”

"I don't mean that," the king shook his head, "and I'm talking about the food of our whole country. You should know that most of our kobolds don't even know how to farm, and the grain is replaced with magic crystals through the airport. And the airport has always been in the hands of the Empire. ”

"Don't look at how many cities are occupied, where is the front line pushed, even if the capital is broken, so what? The empire is not serious at all, the airport is currently the most convenient here, and it may be the only external transportation, if the empire blocks the airport, then we will be finished," the king analyzed, "Unfortunately, the airport is on the ground, if we want to seize the airport, it can only be a head-on confrontation with the Empire." If we can win, we won't have to hide in a hole in the ground. ”

"But other caravans and mercenaries also have to pass through the airport, once the empire blocks the airport, it will cause a big chain reaction, and it will inevitably cause economic losses to them," the quilt brave man also analyzed, "I'm afraid they won't use this hand until they are forced to do so." ”

The king smiled, obviously disagreeing with him, but he didn't want to refute it, so he went straight down: "Even if they don't block the airport, what are you going to do next?"

"Train soldiers, expand influence, and wait for an opportunity to counterattack," the quilt brave replied calmly, "Since you can become a ninth-order powerhouse, there must be someone who can become a ninth-order powerhouse." If a person practices hard, he may not necessarily achieve success, but if a group of people practice hard, there will inevitably be some kind of genius among them. ”

"How long are you going to practice?" asked the king.

"Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, I can't practice, my son can't practice, my son can't practice, my grandson ......can't practice," the quilt brave man looked into the distance, "until he finally succeeded, driving the imperial people out of our territory." ”

The king fell silent.

"O king," said the Quilt Brave, changing his seat, "whether you hate me or not, I hope you will suppress this emotion." While you hate me, you should also hate the Imperials, so let's sort it out. Start with the empire first, and then think about personal vendettas. ”

The king nodded almost without thinking: "Yes, I agree." ”

In the distance, a soldier hurried over and said to the quilt brave: "Report, Kevin has an important plan over there." Then he subconsciously glanced at the king.

The quilt brave nodded: "Say it." "It was not meant to shy away from the king.

The soldier immediately spoke: "Mr. Kevin has drawn up a plan for the final battle, but the premise of the plan is that the old man ...... Oh no, the king is willing to assist. If he doesn't want to, the plan is canceled entirely. ”

"Let's go on. The quilt brave spoke.

The soldier replied: "It is said that in three days, there will be a day of thunderstorms. In the case of thunderstorms, the Wyvern Knight should not fly high, and the owl and other demons are also greatly affected. The battle will turn into a pure land battle, and as long as we have the chariot and the king, we can win. ”

The quilt brave's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?"

"What Mr. Kevin means is that we split up that day, one going straight to the rebel main city, and the other going head-to-head with the Imperial army. The rebels are said to encounter real necromancers, but Mr. Kevin promises that they will join us this time. And in the face of the Imperial Army, then hope that the king will take action. Although Bradley is a sword master, he is old and has been retired for many years, and if the king does some disguise, the ninth order should be able to match the holy rank. ”

"There are still three days to go, and Kevin hopes we can prepare as soon as possible and adjust our morale. If this stop is won, the rebels will be eliminated, the necromancers will be defeated, and the empire will be devastated. We were able to walk to the front of the stage, so Kevin thought it was the final showdown. The little soldier said a bunch of words like an endorsement. Because he was worried that the little soldier would be captured when he went out, he didn't dare to hide any paper secrets on his body, and he was afraid that someone would find out, so he forced these things to carry it.

The king smiled when he heard this: "In the end, it is really a stage, but if it fails, it ......."

"I believe Kevin," replied the Quilt Brave, "and this time he will be on the field himself, and if there is danger, everyone will carry it together." ”

"Oh, Kevin also said that this time they will have some cushions ready and he is looking for some cotton and hopefully we can provide some. The creep spoke.

"Cushion?" The quilt brave man was surprised, but didn't ask much, "Anyway, we have a lot of quilts, so we will send someone to send him a dozen beds immediately." ”

Everything is in order, and now it is up to the king to decide. The little soldier couldn't help it at this time, and whispered in the ear of the quilt brave: "Kevin also said that according to past history, when the foreign enemy drives away, it will be a civil war, and I hope you can prepare in advance." ”

Although the little soldier was whispering, the king was strong after all, and he still listened to it, and only sneered in his heart. The quilt warrior didn't say anything more, and waved his hand to signal that the soldier could go.

"Don't worry too much," the king shook his head, "I have little interest in being king anymore, I have been once. If it goes well this time, I might go around the world and become an adventurer or something. If it doesn't go well, I'll either die by Bradley's sword or be chilled to death by the egg in my stomach. ”

The quilt warrior nodded, no longer hesitated, no longer nonsense, and stepped forward to silently put away the magic crystal. The circle suddenly became dim, and the ice was shattered by the king's shock.

In an instant, the face of the king who escaped from the trap changed from gentle to murderous, his hand gently turned his wrist, moved his shoulder, and his eyes shot sharply at the quilt brave. The quilt brave man didn't speak, and looked at him calmly.

After a long time, the king withdrew his gaze and looked away: "I need to rest, get me something to eat first." ”

"Yes," replied the Quilt Warrior, "but hopefully in three days you will be on time." The rest of the things that should be said have been said a lot a long time ago, and if you don't fight, then you will really die of coolness. ”