The next morning, when it was still dark, Fisher got up from the warmth of the countryside beside him, looked at the foggy weather outside this morning, and after a moment of silence, silently picked up the clothes he had thrown aside, and changed them one by one.

Rafael slept lightly next to her, but she had come back early yesterday, and even if she had risen early now, she had slept much longer than she had slept during previous working hours.

And this also means that the preparations for the front line of the Dragon Court have been basically completed, and she is only waiting for her to set off on horseback and rush to the battlefield at any time.

At this moment, when he felt Fisher beside him silently change his clothes and prepare to leave the bed, one of Rafael's paws gently stretched out from the futon, silently grabbed the clothes he had just changed, and pulled out the irregular wrinkles.

Fisher turned her head to see a pair of blue eyes that had already opened.

She didn't say anything, just kept moving, but Fisher felt the thought in her heart at the moment: she didn't want to leave on her own.

It seems that after last night, the red dragon race, who has grown into the queen of the dragon court in a few years, is still full of attachment to herself, which makes Fisher's heart soft and reluctant, and at the same time, the determination to protect her is also stronger.

"I'll be back soon"

“.”

He also reached out and gently grasped Rafael's warm palm, and whispered, but she remained silent, hiding only half of her head in the soft pillow, rubbing the fabric with her side cheek, and rubbing the long rose hair that was also spread on her cheek.

Fisher smiled, reached out and touched the smooth scales on her bare back, then whispered again,

"I'm leaving."

Let Jasmine go with you, she's already waiting for you."

This time, Rafael finally opened his mouth a little hazy, but the words surprised Fisher a little,

"You've already seen her yesterday, and I thought you'd have to wait until after today to tell her in person."

"You know I don't procrastinate, and I said in the morning that of course I would go to see her."

Fisher smiled bitterly, and didn't dare to ask about the situation when they met, but looking at the current appearance, even if this contradiction has not been resolved for the time being, it has not yet reached the point of quarreling again.

I don't know if I should thank the two demons for providing Fisher with a sufficiently oppressive external environment, which allowed the internal contradictions to be partially transferred.

However, since Rafael has said this, Fisher has no reason not to take Jasmine, purely from the level of help, he is even ready to take Death Qing, who has not even finished reading the death supplement manual, and does not know if there is a fifth-order immortal human whose strength is ready to take it, such as Jasmine, who has a fourteenth-order existence, it is definitely more useful to help than Death Qing.

When Fisher got up again this time, Rafael's paw that gently tugged at his clothes finally let go, allowing him to get up smoothly.

Turning her head, she showed no sign of getting up, just silently looking at Fisher and watching him leave.

Fisher couldn't help but turn around and kiss her lips, remembering her taste as a temporary parting.

Well, then, she sucked Fisher's lips, trying to leave a visible mark, but to no avail, making her puff out her cheeks imperceptibly.

The mysterious kiss marks of yesterday had been erased during last night's rest, and in fact, if it hadn't suddenly appeared in front of Rafael, Fisher could have used the power of the Life Supplement Manual to make it disappear in an instant.

But since she found out, Fisher didn't want to scare her with that chaotic power, after all, his body would squirm all over his body when he used it, so he had to wait a night to slowly eliminate it, which was more natural.

After receiving Rafael's farewell kiss, Fisher left the room alone and prepared to set off for the entrance to the Demon Dynasty recorded in the scrolls, the "Gate of Victory".

He first took Emhardt, who was lying in another room waiting for him, into his arms, and was kicked out by Rafael more and more, and gradually got used to the books, and even if he came back, he didn't bother to complain.

Emhart is also a little scared of Rafael in the state of the female tyrannosaurus, and whenever Fisher goes to coax the dragon queen, he will inevitably enter the "young adult mode", even if he is allowed to stay next to him, he will be quite uncomfortable, so he simply goes outside to find a leisure.

And as Rafael said, Jasmine has been waiting in the dragon court for a long time.

By the time Fisher took Emhart in her arms to look for her, she had prepared a large pile of things in her room the previous night.

Just when Fisher was worried about whether it would be troublesome to bring so many things, she used the golden crown on her head to collect all the things here, and Fisher and Emhart were amazed.

"It's."

Jasmine touched the golden crown on her head with some embarrassment, and said to Fisher,

"This is a relic made by my mother, and it has the function of storing things."

Forget that even the wood rhino can make angelic relics, how could her mother, who is a demigod, not be.

What's more, when Fisher was in the Sanctuary, he had learned the conditions for making holy relics, which were a powerful energy source and a suitable medium, in fact, no matter where it looked, the bottom of the sea was a very suitable forging point.

The bottom of the sea is not only full of all kinds of active volcanoes, but also a large amount of water energy as a medium, which is probably why after the demise of the Sanctuary, whale species such as the wood rhinoceros and the sinister ginseng are still producing relics.

Bringing Jasmine, who was ready to go, Fisher took out the whistle that Death had given him earlier.

As he walked out of the prayer tower, he gently aimed the whistle at his mouth and played it softly, making an extremely strange and unpleasant sound.

Listening to the voice, Emhart, who was in his arms, flew out uncomfortably to dodge, but unfortunately he had no hands, and he couldn't reach out and cover his ears directly like Jasmine next to him.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~"

As the piercing whistle blew from Fisher's fingertips, a wisp of Fisher's familiarity suddenly swirled around him.

That

The breath of death?

"Didi~Goo~"

At this moment, a somewhat unpleasant bird's cry came from the direction of the Dragon Court.

Fisher's ears moved slightly, and he looked up at the sky, but just in time to see a rickety gray Southern Continent sparrow flying towards this direction, but the sharp-eyed Fisher quickly noticed the strangeness of the sparrow.

But I saw that the sparrow's body in the sky was deflated, and the belly that should have been round was completely dented at the moment, and from the outside, it turned out that a big hole had been broken in it, so the five organs that had been completely dried up were exposed.

The sparrow's feathers were messy, and its head was deformed by some external cause, but it still flew tenaciously.

As if manipulated by some magical power, with some kind of strange endless vitality, he looked at Fisher and Jasmine below with pale but constantly flashing eyes.

"Goo."

"Horan?"

“.”

The corpse-like sparrow staggered to the eaves of the building next to it, tilted its head to look at Fisher below, and after a moment of silence, an unpleasant voice imitating the Kadu language burst out of its vacant belly,

"I've arrived at the door and is waiting for you. Come here."

"Here. Something is not right, come on."

After the sparrow had spit out the words with difficulty, word by word, and several small, white maggots, the sparrow with a vacant lower abdomen fell off the eaves with its little head, and was no longer motionless.

At this moment, across the northern end of the Namgyky Mountains is the front line of the previous war between the Red Dragon Court and the Puppet Court, and it is also the place where Fisher has seen the traces of the war before.

A few dozen kilometers further north of the remaining battlefield, the army tents have now been set up densely, among which the soldiers who walk back and forth to carry fortifications and transport logistics materials are the camps of the human coalition army.

"General Barbatos, all the fortifications are ready and ready at any time."

Inside the main tent, a herald in charge of delivering the signal cautiously walked in with his head bowed, and told the tall man sitting at the end of the tent that everything was ready outside.

It is obviously the main account of the first army, but the structure inside is extremely simple, there are no war chess, no maps, and no officers in charge of strategic discussions.

Such a set-up might seem strange to the rest of Nari's armies, but the soldiers of this human coalition had long been accustomed to it.

Rather, this is the secret of General Barbatos's invincibility, he is so powerful and he never makes mistakes, which has made his soldiers accustomed to following his orders rather than questioning him.

Hearing the words of the herald, the two people in the tent seemed to be in a lack of interest, except for General Barbatos, who was the chief of staff, Agares.

Barbatos didn't respond, but the petite woman in the white military uniform with glasses waved at him and said,

"I see, you can get out."

"Yes!"

As the heralds withdrew from the tent and returned the silence to them, Barbatos glanced at Agareth next to him and spoke,

"Beymon said that the fellow hadn't completely sunk into the chaos, and that it wasn't time to take away the blessing of Femabaha from the dragonman. Let's put a little pressure on them first, it's better to let that drake get injured so he can hurry. ”

Agareth kept looking at the door of the tent without saying a word, her fingers brushing her chin, her eyes hidden under her glasses flashing with a little meaning.

After pondering for a while, she muttered,

"Barbatos, what do you think. Can Byron be trusted?"

Barbatos looked at her expressionlessly and asked,

"What does that mean?"

"Our whole people have been imprisoned for more than a thousand years under the judgment of that false god, but she has been free outside"

"She wasn't with us a long time ago."

"I know she confessed to us that she had told us about her relationship with the angels, and that Barr didn't know the true origin of Baimon, but that's not what I'm talking about."

A little scarlet blood flashed under Agareth's lens, and he looked at Barbatos,

"I mean, would a guy like her care about us guys who have been locked up for thousands of years?"

"She might be using us for something."

Agareth nodded, his expression not good-looking,

"Letting us out was just a sweetener from her, and I even suspect that the way she released Elliog's soul for me in the first place was to set the stage for the current situation. Our freedom is just a sweetness she gives us to use us as pawns to complete her untold secrets. ”

“.”

Barbatos' handsome face furrowed, and a faint wind flickered in his hand, and from that wind came the sound of a little cry of pain, as if he was looking for some kind of information.

After a long silence, he said,

"What could her purpose be?"

"Heh, how do I know, that guy is a [king] after all, and the secrets contained in him are not something we can imagine. And she's determined that we won't let go of the other locked compatriots, your partner, my friends are still confined to it. ”

Barbatos closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and whispered,

"yes, he's still in there."

"But even if she is as cunning as her, she still shows a little flaw."

Barbatos opened his eyes and seemed to be interested in the words that came out of her mouth,

"Flaws?"

"If you think about what she wants us to accomplish, and if her real purpose isn't really to help us and our compatriots get out of trouble, then her goal is tied to what she wants to accomplish with us."

Barbatos didn't bother to think, so he propped his cheeks and waited for Agareth to think of an answer

And after a few seconds, Agareth's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a flash of inspiration brought her a possible answer, and murmured,

"The husband that the human empress chases."

"Husband, the human who also had an affair with that dragonman?"

"Hmm."

"How can you be sure?"

Agareth sneered, but there seemed to be more and more clues found in her brain, and the corners of her mouth were getting higher and higher,

"I'm not sure, but don't you think that someone like Baimon would have such an understanding of a human being?"

She snapped her fingers, made a crunch like a part, and continued,

"If it's some kind of mysterious knowledge, then it's normal for her to understand, but what if it's about a person? She seems to be very sure that the man will be immersed in chaotic knowledge in order to protect the dragon race, and this kind of confidence in someone's temperament will not be strange to appear in that Baimon? ”

Barbatos narrowed his eyes and whispered,

"Fisher Benavides, what is the relationship with Bymun?"

"No matter what the relationship is, even if she slanders her with the greatest malice and says that the man is her concubine, or that man has what Baimeng wants, if we can get him first?"

“.”

Agareth tossed one of his index fingers off again and threw it to the ground, then watched as it burrowed into the ground like a living worm and headed for nowhere. (End of chapter)