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"When do you say, when will Adrene arrive?" said Miro, pacing restlessly in the courtyard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Your Highness may arrive at any time, so Lord Miro, you'd better add an honorific title in front of Your Highness's name, otherwise you'll get into trouble. Nooh Hart reminded.

"Hmph, what kind of trouble, am I afraid of her?" said Milo coldly.

"That's just as well. My lord, although your strength is a little worse than that of Your Highness, the difference is also limited. If you duel with Your Highness, you may not lose, but ......"

Before Nordhardt's words fell, a strange voice with a hint of hoarse surname suddenly sounded in the courtyard: "But if I fight him in a big fight, no matter who wins or loses, my father will send her over." Looks like the esteemed Milo-sama would love to work with her!"

The sound echoed through the courtyard, but both Miró and Nordhart knew that the owner of the voice was still far away. They knew that she had always been cautious, and in such a city full of strong people, she would definitely not risk using teleportation, but would only walk honestly step by step.

After a while, the courtyard door opened silently, and a woman in black walked in. It's just that the moment the courtyard door opened, not only did the bolt made of fine iron instantly turn into a fluffy rust, but even the many magic alarms and traps that Miro and Nordhart had set up on the courtyard door also turned into smoke with the push of the woman in black.

Miro's face changed, and he lost again on the indirect battlefield of the courtyard gate. However, Miro is not taking the magic route after all, he is only cultivating some magic that can enhance his natural ability, so it is not a shame to lose to an opponent who specializes in magic in magic traps. It's just that he was a little frightened when he thought about the consequences of the decisive battle with Adlene.

After all, no one has ever wanted to get too close to that person except the Demon Emperor.

"Your Highness Aderene, you are finally here. Miro's face was uncertain, his expression changed several times, and he finally greeted the woman in black with the standard etiquette of the demon world.

The woman said lightly, "Dear Lord Miro, I'm glad that you have finally regained your sanity and composure. If both of us can get the job done, that's good for us. Even though we have hated each other since childhood, I hope that we can work together well this time for the common good. 'Poet of Blood' Miro-sama, aren't you the one who claims to be the one in the Demon Realm who understands the word cooperation best?"

Perhaps because of the fact that he was facing his lifelong enemy again, Miro regained absolute calm, which was the calmness he would have before he faced the enemy. He gracefully gave in and said, "Dear Highness Adrene, rest assured, I will definitely put the interests of my clan first. The courtyard is not a place for discussion, so I think it would be better to talk in the living room. The black tea of this plane is worth trying, and the maple orchid black tea produced in the Northland is the best black tea, and I think you will definitely like it. ”

It can be seen that the original owner of this courtyard wanted to decorate the small living room with an authentic retro style, but unfortunately the financial resources were insufficient, and a lot of horse's feet were still exposed in many details, and the choice of ornaments, paintings and sculptures was also very average. But in a hurry, Miro didn't care about this. And Adelene, Miró and Nordhart all know that her requirements for her living environment are extremely simple. Whether it was the gorgeous floating city of the elves in their most glorious days, or the rancid swamps where the dark dragons lived, it was the same for her.

By this time, Adriane had taken off her black robe. Her long gray hair fell like a waterfall, and it flowed with a soft luster like pearls, making the gray that represented death and ruin so vibrant. If you see her hair, you will suddenly realize that gray can be such a beautiful color.

Under Adelene's black cloak, she is wearing an ordinary black dress, with no unnecessary decorations, just a fit in the cut. Indeed, every curve on Adelene's body is so perfect and seductive. If you want to express her beauty, the curves alone are enough, so why need other embellishments?

And all the skin she exposed was like condensed milk. If the wind is a little stronger, it may burst.

It's just strange that as a spell controller, Adrenee doesn't even have a single magic ornament on her body. And she sat there calmly, exactly like an ordinary Terran woman, and she didn't feel any slight magic fluctuations on her body.

She is so perfect, and the arrogance faintly revealed in Ning Ding's momentum is also appropriate, it will not make people feel annoying, but will only make people feel that such a woman should be so cold and arrogant.

She should be so beautiful, at least not inferior to any woman.

If you don't look at her face.

It was completely unimaginable that Adlene had such an ordinary face! her eyes, nose, lips, and eyebrows were all good, but nothing more. They are placed together, but they don't add to each other. A careful examination of Adelene's appearance will not be able to find any flaws in her, but it is also impossible to find what makes people shine or move their hearts.

Whether it is a kind person or a mean person, after seeing her face, there is only one evaluation, an ordinary girl.

The only thing that distinguishes Adelene from her face is that she has a pair of eyes that are different colors, one light blue and the other light gold. This somewhat added a bit of eerie charm to her plain countenance.

Two cups of black tea and a round of desserts, Nordhart had already briefly recounted the situation in the whole North.

Adriane said lightly, "I already understand. Dear Miro-sama, you're good at strategy, so you must have a plan now, right?"

Miro nodded, "Yes, the plan is already there." I don't think we're enough to do it on our own, and my race has a very bad reputation in this plane, and we can't act openly and openly. So we need to find someone to use, and there is already a candidate, and he is the prince of the Asrofik Empire, Rog. ”

Adrenee asked, "Wait a minute, haven't our clan been operating in this plane for a long time, why does it have such a bad reputation?"

Miro pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because my clan's traditions are too different from this plane. We only respect the strong, and we always use and enslave the weak, and we think that it is natural to beat or kill them. Words like dignity, integrity, and cooperation are phrases that are only popular among the strong. And in this plane, the races tend to value something called morality, and morality focuses on the protection of the weak. Although the initiators or proponents of these morals often think and actually do oppress and enslave the weak, and use this to teach the weak not to rebel against their rule. But at the very least, what they openly profess is to put the interests of the weak first, and everything they do is for their good. And what about our race? Some of our pioneers have been operating in this plane for thousands of years in the traditions of the Demon Realm, and that's the problem. You can enslave the weak, you can deceive the weak, you can even do whatever you want to them, but you must not say that. ”

"Hypocrisy. Adriane said.

"To be precise, to do evil in the name of righteousness. ”

"It's complicated. Well, since you know so much about this plane, then talk about your plan. See what I should do. ”

Miró groaned, looked at Adriane's strange eyes, and said in an emotionless and ethereal voice: "The exchange of interests is the eternal theme of all planes, and this is no exception. If we want Rogge to support us, we must give him enough benefits. He is greedy for money, lustful, and despicable, and such a person is very difficult to win over and control, but he is not old-fashioned, so we do have a chance to win him over. But he has enough power and wealth, and when it comes to magic, he practices the best magic of darkness and necromancy, and we can't come up with enough temptation. Therefore, the only breakthrough is women. ”

Under the gaze of Adriane's blue and gold eyes, Miro took a deep breath, and life-like black flames poured out of his body. These flames feel very strange. Ordinary demonic flames are much warmer than ordinary earthly fires, and they have many castes attached to them. But the flames on Miro's body turned out to be cold! This cold demonic flame slowly condensed, turning into a purple and black battle armor. As soon as the armor took shape, Miro slowly rose into the air.

It's just that he is obviously on full alert, but there is still not a trace of strength on his body, and it seems that only at the moment of battle, Miro will increase his strength to the limit.

With just the control of power, Miro was already enough to be proud of ordinary Sanctuary powerhouses.

Adrenee still sat still, just looking at Miro with no sign of her magically ready.

Miró stared at Adelene's eyes and said word by word, "I am going to give you as a gift to Rogge and exchange it for a woman he loves." ”

A halo suddenly flashed through Aderene's eyes, and the armor on Miro's body immediately rose with a faint inch of ice flame. The faint coercion of his sudden increase in strength shattered the ornaments in the entire living room, except for Nordhart, and even the chair under Adelane's seat suddenly shattered into wooden pieces.

But nothing happened, and the terrorist attack that Miro had anticipated did not materialize.

Adriane stood up slowly, suddenly smiled, and said, "You don't know what my face looks like. Miro-sama, you don't mean to insult me, do you?

Miro shook his head and said solemnly: "The real charm of a woman is not in her appearance. I must admit that this guy Rogge has a lot of brains, and he will definitely see the extraordinary things about His Highness. And this plan seems to be very difficult, after all, there are several stunning women around him, but I think it is the safest way. How can those women beside him be compared to Your Highness? And, most importantly, once a cold person like Rogge is emotional, he must be extraordinary. Back then, he had abandoned everything for Princess Elesis, went into exile in the North, and blatantly became an enemy of the Church of Light, until now. ”

Adriane's already lowered eyes suddenly opened, staring at Miro in the air, and asked, "Elesis?"

"Yes. ”

"Be specific. ”

"According to my investigation and observation, the dark spell used by Rogge is the Otherworldly Curse Purgatory of the Imperial Family, and he also practices the puppet spell that Princess Elesis specializes in. It's just that for some reason, his magic has dropped dramatically recently, and he is now in the recovery period. ”

Adriane's eyes slowly lowered again, and she said, "Did Elesis teach this man Rogge what she was best at?

"Your Highness, in fact, Princess Elesis did not promise him anything at all. The princess's already public lover is Ophilok, who is known as the Golden Lion. I think you know who Opheroc is. ”

Adriane's hands slowly lifted and caged them in front of her chest, and her gray hair began to go windless.

"Elesis's deeds in this plane have long been widely praised in the demon world. She said indifferently.

"So I think you have very little chance of victory on this bizarre battlefield. But as long as we do our best and do a little bit to the great cause of our people, it will be enough. "Mirodo.

Adrenee slowly looked up, her gaze already penetrating countless planes. In the depths of the Endless Void, the peerless beauty who had always burned with the black flames of the Demon Realm around her body was standing there, as if she was also staring at her.

"In any battle, I will win. Adriane said expressionlessly.

Miro let out a sigh of relief and landed on the ground, putting away his protective armor.

As soon as he landed, he realized that Adrenee was already staring at him. Her blue eyes shone like morning stars!

Miro was stunned and didn't dare to move any longer. At this moment, he had just regained his strength, and it was too late to gather enough defensive strength in front of Adriane's attack and body. He couldn't help but deeply regret that he shouldn't have let his guard down so early.

"Miro-sama, in addition to the great cause of our clan, your real purpose is actually the woman you want to get back, right? In the name of justice, doing evil things, is this what you have learned in this plane during this time?"

Miro was silent for a moment and said, "Exactly. If you can't conquer Rog, then he won't trade that woman for me. I think there's no reason why you can't do what Princess Elesis did. ”

"You know it's a conspiracy, but you still expected me to jump, didn't you?" said Dear Miro-sama!" Adrenee said slowly, looking at Miro.

"Yes. Miro smiled.

yes, even if she knew it was a trap, Adlene would have jumped on it.

Her blue eyes slowly darkened, returning to her usual appearance, and Miro was able to truly relax.

Adrenee suddenly smiled slightly, and this smile gave her flat face a lot of charm: "Dear Miro-sama, I saw a wanted notice on the way here, and I found it very interesting, so I teleported the contents back to the Demon Realm. Hopefully, this unexpected episode won't affect your plans. ”

Miro's face changed drastically, and he stared at Adriane, speechless for a moment.

Nordhart sighed heavily. The people in the demon clan are far more interested in internal strife than in external fighting. In his opinion, this cannot be said to be a good thing.

The small living room fell silent for a while, only the pale red candle flame flickered, constantly casting a warm light into all corners of the living room.

Before you know it, the light of the candle flame seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and the whole living room is suddenly filled with a red halo.

In an instant, there seemed to be a cry in the souls of Miro, Adlene, and Nordhart at the same time! From this shout, they heard indescribable arrogance and coldness, but on the other side of the cold and ruthless side, they seemed to hear a faint, hoarse cry!

It was a very dark cry that perhaps only those in the know could understand the deep meaning of it!

In fact, the voice from the depths of the soul is just a bland sentence, but its shock to the soul is too violent, so that people can have the illusion that the owner of the voice is shouting.

"I'm back. ”

Such a bland sentence, listening to the hearts of different people, stirred up completely different waves!

Adelene suddenly floated, and like a disembodied ghost, she flew through the rooftops and into the sky.

Under the blowing of the night wind, her plain face was also plated with a layer of red. Not only her face, but her whole body was bathed in the bright red glow that sprinkled in the air.

At this moment, it should have been a dark cold night.

Only now the night sky has been split in two. The northern half of the sky is a deep black night, and the southern half of the sky is a burning red.

(To be continued)