When Mannakhen-Anaheim saw that the old woman selling goat's milk had just closed the stall, the head of the Anaheim family, the Purple Dragon Knight, found himself a little irritable.

The Son of Bane was originally bound to win this war, and he was ready to join the war, completely ready.

However, when Mannerkorn actually entered the barracks, he realized that he was not a being good at leading troops and commanding, or even fighting in person, whether it was his previous training as a god son or as the head of the family in Anaheim.

Even his father, the god of tyranny, Bane, is not good at war, he is better at intrigue and creating conflict, and Bane even hates to fight in person, and the god of tyranny regards this behavior as the responsibility of his subordinates, not his own.

"If they (referring to subordinates) go, it means that I have gone, don't think they are great, this (referring to fighting on the front line) is an opportunity I give them."

— Bane, the god of tyranny

Bane hates risk, he only strikes when he is in a situation under his control, and Mannercohen finds himself too, and risk aversion is an instinct deeply rooted in Bane's DNA for the Son of Bane.

He also wanted to join the special military operation, but there was always a voice in the back of his head that stopped him.

This annoyed him.

"Why is this old woman still selling?" Manneren said to Andreas, the patrol leader of Susar, who followed him, "Wouldn't it be bad for her to stay here and sell her tragic story?" Andreas? I remember I asked you to call someone to deal with this. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." His follower, Andreas, said helplessly: "According to what you said, we sent someone to investigate. ”

"How's it going?" Manna Cohen raised an eyebrow.

"The result of my investigation is that what this old woman said is true, her five children were killed by the orcs in the battle of Arabel, and later as a refugee she was arranged by Madame Raul to work in the ranch, and because of old age and infirmity, the owner of the ranch arranged for her to sell goat's milk, and indeed as she said, she was often scolded for not being able to sell goat's milk." Andreas sighed: "Damn orcs! ”

"So you didn't do what I said you did with her?" Manna Cohen was a little impatient.

"But...... Your Excellency, she is telling the truth. Ranger said puzzled.

"The facts? Even if it's a fact, you can't just say it. On the contrary, the Divine Son of Bane was much calmer, and he said gently: "You have to understand a big truth, Andre, the country is in an extraordinary period, and the war between us and the orcs is on the verge of breaking out, at this time, anything that is not conducive to the war against the orcs, any factor that may affect the morale of the army, must be completely eliminated. ”

"This old woman is indeed very pitiful, but she is a Cormier, and her tragic experience is to promote the defeat of the Cormiers, and we are Cormiers, which is tantamount to publicizing our defeat, and our war with the orcs is imminent, and she has been crying here, isn't it equivalent to discrediting us? Discrediting the kingdom? ”

"Since she has discredited the kingdom, she is not a poor old woman, since she has tried to discredit us Cormier, she is a sinner of our country, a sinner of humanity, that is, a hostile force, a non-national, and must be eliminated."

"Send someone to tell the rancher not to let her come out to sell goat's milk in the future!" Manna Cohen calmly instructed, "Look at her pitiful, arrange a quiet job for her, and, tell her to shut up!" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." Andreas did not refute.

"I have long mentioned to His Royal Highness the Duke and His Royal Highness the Regent that the kingdom's relief of the poor and sick all day long will only weaken the society, why don't they understand this truth?" Ban Divine Son sighed: "What should be eliminated, then eliminated, this is how the history of mankind has come over for more than 10,000 years, is it really necessary to make the streets full of people who can't create value for society, and only consume resources to be happy?" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." The ranger's reply was vague.

Mannacone could see that Andreas didn't fully agree with his opinion.

Father, it seems that it will take time for the whole country to understand your hard work.

I will inherit your power, and I will inherit your godhood, your ideals, please believe me, I am the most suitable successor.

Please wait a little longer.

The Son of Bane held a piece of hell in his arms, and the smell of blood and sulfur flowed from the blood-scented rune gem, and countless souls were wailing in it, just like the River Styx.

This is an item used to collect battlefield souls as part of the trade.

…………

"Orc slaves?!"

In the corner of Evening Star Town, a bald singer with a special path made a very strange condition.

"That's right, orc slaves." The bald singer nodded: "I need slaves, many, many slaves, the more the merrier." ”

"Who would like an orc slave?" Samir whispered, "The obedience of the orcs is very poor. ”

"Who knows?" The bald singer has a personable demeanor: "Gladiators, slaves, soul coin materials, vendetta targets, even women with bad habits? Drow may have placed a big order! ”

Aaron didn't want to do this kind of human trafficking, and the slave trade was evil anyway.

"It's okay, you don't want to do it, some people want to do it, I just want to tell you that no matter what, after the war, there will be either a large number of human slaves or a large number of orc slaves, and when the time comes, as long as you are interested, you can always find me, remember my name, singer." The bald singer laughed wickedly, "A message for you, watch out for Byer." ”

"Byer?" Samir immediately realized something, and the sorcerer was silent for a few seconds before saying, "How are we going to trust you?" ”

"We can sign a contract."

"The devil's pact is not entirely trustworthy, and I once signed three parchment-long contracts with a devil in Aphneras in order to get some normal food, which limited and stipulated all the details." Samir shook his head, he stretched out his left arm, revealing the burn marks of the lava on it: "But in the end, I was deceived by that bastard raised by the son of a bitch, I thought that the edge of the parchment was a pattern, but I didn't expect it to be a text, written in different languages!" ”

"Thankfully, I wrote something else ahead of time, he left me with a scar on my arm, and I tattooed a flower on his face."

"Ha, the little devils are like this, they are always short-sighted and will do whatever it takes to get a few soul coins, but I'm different." The bald singer laughed and clapped his hands, and he seemed to be very fond of showing off his superior intelligence: "And I always like to make big deals. ”

"Here's how I can get in touch when you need it...... Samir, you've been to Avernas, you know how to contact me. ”

"See you later."

The bald singer snapped his fingers and disappeared in place.

Samir took the hot rune stone, and the sorcerer said to Aaron, "It seems that our enemies are uniting. ”

"Is the devil's pact worth believing?" Aaron pondered the other man's intentions.

The devil and chaos are almost not all the way, the devil emphasizes order, chaos emphasizes disorder, the devil emphasizes the strict class, and the four gods of chaos are somewhat arbitrary, only the fear and sadism emphasize the way of skull promotion, from the eighth order of the dreadful vyantry to the first order to cut down tens of thousands of bloodthirsty demons in the world, the terror demon is promoted in a certain order.

But not necessarily, the Sadist could be promoted to a mortal to a demon prince at any time because he witnessed a wonderful battle.

Aaron remembers a Duke of Bretonnia who was favored by Sadist because he defeated a Sadistic Archdemon, and was forcibly promoted to the Demon Prince by Sadist despite his endless hatred of Chaos.

This is the fear of abusing a good brother, He won't give it to you, you can't rob it, He wants to give it to you, you can't refuse.

It is said that all the conspiracies of the mortal world have the shadow of Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells.

However, his power came from the source of chaos, and sooner or later he would have to go to the bottomless abyss.

Is there any possibility of cooperation between the two sides?

"It's always extremely dangerous to make a deal with the devil." Samir tossed the Hell Runestone up and down, and the sorcerer smiled strangely: "When you sign a contract with the devil, you have to keep 100 hearts. ”

"But if you're strong enough, powerful enough, knowledgeable enough, have read the Primordial Contract, and know how to appeal to the Baba-demon who escorted your soul, then the Hell Court in the Fourth Prison of Flegosus City of Abrimok awaits you at any time, and an Abyss Alchemist Judge will listen to the reports of both sides and make a fair decision."

"If the devil fails to fulfill his promise or is proven to have controlled and forced a soul to sign a contract through magic, then he will be punished most horribly in the court of hell."

"Degrade."

"Many people always complain that the devil does not fulfill the content of the contract, but in fact, it is not, but they do not know how to sign a contract with the devil, or they do not know how to fight a lawsuit with the devil." Samir said seriously: "However, it should be noted that if you are too corrupt, have traded with the devil too many times, committed repeated atrocities, and are accustomed to the style of the Nine Prisons in your life, then you may be judged by the Primordial Contract to be a part of the Nine Prisons yourself. ”

"In this case, no matter how you can prove your innocence, no matter how justified your arguments are, the court of hell will declare you unsuccessful."

"Because the big devil has unlimited power over the subordinate little devils."

"So, remember to do a good deed every day!" The sorcerer laughed.

"Okay, thank you for teaching me so much again." Aaron felt very comfortable, Samir really helped him a lot, and this good buddy never minded sharing.

The two of them carried several buckets of goat's milk back to the camp and distributed them to the Suren believers and the soldiers from Susar near their residence, according to the standard of one good deed a day, and everyone received at least a large cup of goat's milk.

After dealing with the goat's milk, Aaron finally went to the field hospital to take a look at the situation of the snow elf archer Reelta.

Reerta still locked himself in his room, no matter what he called, he was completely shut up.

Evanna was very worried about her brother, and she didn't care about her image when she saw Aaron coming: "Your Excellency, Aaron, you should come in handy, otherwise I'm worried...... Brother, he may not be able to accept this humiliation and will choose to commit suicide! ”

"Only you who defeated that half-cinder ......," Ivanna said, as if remembering something very humiliating, and she didn't say any more.

"Has anyone been here?" Aaron nodded, it seemed that Evanna had already told Relta about her defeat of Doherty.

"Only Disney has been here." Evanna shook her head: "He stood at the door for a while and said a few words to his brother, but his brother didn't respond, and he left." ”

Aaron didn't say anything more, he stepped into the inner room, and the complete darkness that hit him made him subconsciously cast a light spell.

Lord Viscount was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

In the door of the closed inner room, there was a large wooden barrel.

Inside the bucket is fresh goat's milk.

The second more ask for tickets duck!

(End of chapter)