Chapter Ninety-Nine: Their Motives: Actually...
"Zhang Cheng's appearance is not my fault, the sissy is the sissy. But if even the tone and behavior of the voice are sissy, then it is my fault! Neutral is wrong, male impotence is the right and only choice. ”
Saying things that disappoint a lot of perverts, or just perverts disappoint.
"I have shown by my deeds that I am a pure Bourkeso, and that I am a good warrior in the blood of the greatest chieftain of all time, the Immortal King! Cybertron spoke very righteous words—his delicate face and handsome facial features spoke masculine lines, and in an instant many of the noble ladies present fell in love with him, and tied a heart to his belt: "Strength and glory, blood and thunder!
On the first day, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves - at least they got what they wanted.
Alice Phil was promised to be promoted to Marquis in due course, which can be described as a cadre promoted by Rocket. It was only during the war years that such a speed of promotion could be achieved, after all...... To be promoted to a knighthood is to buy people's hearts, which translates to the need for people's hearts and minds only in the war years.
"Haha...... Well done, Cybertron, let these southerners see the spirit of the northerners. Thinking back to Cybertron's actions at the banquet, Alice Phil laughed loudly.
After the feast, Alice Phil was put on a two-wheeled carriage, and two white horses led the carriage through the wide streets to the palace residence where she had been rewarded. Sister Shake and the servants have already gone in advance to set up the venue.
In the carriage, Alice Phil laughed loudly and put her arms around Cybertron: "You made the Duke of Trust's face change color...... Ahaha...... It's like you're going to draw your saber in the next second. ”
“...... Am I as savage as I was at the time?"
"No, you're very manly!" Alice Phil patted Cybertron's cheek, staring at his blue eyes and blonde hair, "Ahh But the more you look at it, the more masculine it becomes. ”
"Really?"
"Yes!—" Of course it's fake...... But you can't hurt the other person's self-esteem anymore. Alice Phil praises the dark side in her heart: people's hearts are full of darkness to enjoy the joy of this mutation. I was perfect to have a husband who was prettier than myself! Even the last trace of guilt in my heart that I shouldn't be a sissy was dispelled by the "masculinity of the heart" of the other person.
What a perfect marriage!--It's so ...... to be able to play with each other No, let the demon king feel perfect!
"By the way, I'll ask again...... Is your Bourkeso music so weird?" Alice Phil raised an eyebrow, "I heard Dinisha say...... That's all a lie. ”
"Oh, sing it casually, who made them look down on the Immortal King and think I was a barbarian......?
"Eh, you're in a tantrum? well, the expression is very good!"
――The text carries the road――
"Our hearts are filled with infinite hymns of praise to our great race. We love you unconditionally, our sacred race. You hold your head high, and your face shines like the sun. Once again, to the front, the trumpet calls us. Once again, they fought bravely to kill the enemy, and everyone rushed to the holy war. Fight for the faith, the land that Bourkay has gained. The Immortal King longs for victory, and we answer it with the battle of Zhang Lie! Where is the warrior in your mind? The tribal mother is calling her sons! All of us, the children of this great race. The teachings of the Immortal King. For the sake of the banner of honor, do not pity yourself and the enemy, stand up, great race! The time has come to end slavery! The spirit of victory is calling us: it is time to fight. Raise the banner of battle for a just and good cause. Once again to the front, the trumpet will call me. Join the army once again and go to the front line to defend the Horde!Fight for the faith, the great immortal kings and gods are watching us, blood for you, do not let them down!"
Her Majesty watched as a delicate boy rose up and sang a capella, set to music only by the metallic sound of swords striking against each other—the usual handsome young man sang soft songs, some of which were eunuchs, and most of them were choir hymns.
And this beautiful boy full of masculinity is singing the war song of his tribe.
In fact, everyone should not think too much of Her Royal Highness the Honorable Queen, although she dresses very sexy and sultry, although her temper may not be so good, although she has rumors of promiscuity and pedophilia and even promiscuity in the outside world. However, her thoughts are still very simple. That's right, she's simple-minded. When she looked at Cybertron, she simply thought: how can she let this barbarian boy who seems to be handsome and weak, but is actually a "great shore" with superior strength, herself?
Well, how about it? The mind is very simple, isn't it? The other world is just that, especially after the upper class has no worries about food and clothing.
The great affairs of the country,
Only kill and!
She simply looked at this handsome young man who was superior in physics, and listened to the other party introduce herself [My name is Cybertron, which means warrior and swordsman in Burkeso], and she could almost tremble with a high x.
Perhaps, the consequences of the rapid expansion of power.
Married from the motherland to a foreign land, from the black forest of German to the dilapidated land of Landun, which has eleven and a half cold and damp for twelve months, and only cold and damp for the other half a month. Marrying a man he doesn't love, who is twice as old as himself and can be his father, has been ravaged by his tenure and cheated for more than ten years. I thought that this would be the case for the rest of my life, but suddenly one day my husband went crazy, and it was very likely that my father did it.
Well, in an instant the shackles are all untied, and their expansion and metamorphosis are indescribable. In her eyes, love is a thing that does not exist, and she is about the same age as almost all aristocratic ladies who marry, and she is married at the age of thirteen, like Alice Field. The warm but cold bernating Hua bed was ravaged by an uncle so that the lower body was drenched in blood, and he had to pout after the ravaging that ended in a few minutes to preserve the "noble" essence of His Majesty, which is the "virtue of a noble girl" - to increase the possibility of becoming a mother. Or that love is not hers, or that it is just pure physical pleasure, and now there are only a group of little white faces who admire her power, and she knows it herself. Therefore, it is necessary to "clean" it regularly - just throw it all into the Tai River at once and wash it away, which is simple and convenient.
It wouldn't have been possible if it hadn't been the same—she had noticed it when she first saw Cybertron, and Alice Fell had a face that she could borrow. But when she found out that this was really a [loving] newlywed, she couldn't stand it.
No one is happy without me.
People have me, and it is senseless injustice.
Envy, jealousy, hatred, is very simple and normal.
Compared to this psychopathic but innocent daughter, her father, the Duke of Trust, was extraordinary, and the intestines of the dead man every day could circle the earth three times, and the dead man was said to have paved the Strait of Eagle Gillie. His mindset is going to go around three times.
How to kill or make this beautiful young man evaporate from the world, if you let your daughter help, maybe the chance of success will be higher, so let Cybertron evaporate into his daughter's bed. Put Alice Phil in his grandson's bed, rule Caernarfon and Vile if necessary, and then kill the men who stand in the way of his ascension to the throne. Of course, this qiē was all after Alice Fell conscientiously helped him eliminate the rebels in the north.
The major affairs of the country are only killing and. To be honest, if you understand it this way, these big guys are quite simple.
It's a pity that before the qiē is over, the vision has already been highlighted.
"What?" At about the same time, everyone got the news: "Alice Phil assassinated?"