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"Cheers, for victory"

The revelry crowds crowded the stone-paved streets of the city of Lazar, and the joyful mood spread throughout the city, and the cheerful saxophone and the huqin danced in the air to a cheerful tune, and the whole city trembled in this tune, like a hurricane, in the sky of the city of Lazar, resounding with pleasure,

Countless people from Saran who reeked of alcohol. (**:**) squinted drunkenly, sat on the side of the street with a blank expression, took a sip of wine, and raised his head to look at the cheering crowd around him, his haggard face was full of vicissitudes, his eyes contained tears, and the cheerful scene in front of him was like a dream that he never wanted to wake up to

This celebration of victory will last for 2 days or more, and according to the order of the Duke's Palace, all the taverns in the city are declared free of charge. Under the raised glasses, there were faces crying with joy, whether he was a Lasa, a refugee from other places, a merchant, a commoner, a sailor, at this moment, they were all Salanders

The battle was over, but the legendary scene of last night still flashed in the minds of the Lasa people, some said that it was a warrior descended from the gods, and others said that it was a light from the heavenly realm that knocked down the aliens who had done many evils.

But one thing is certain, that is, the aliens are not invincible, and the Salander soldiers who participated in the pursuit that night, with their courage and commonness, proved it, in the blood cut by the aliens, spurting out the same bright red blood as the Salanders, they too will die, they will be afraid, they will also have a great rout, and they will also fail

"What are you going to do next, although you have defeated the invasion of aliens, but this credit will not be counted on your head, that coward duke will definitely take this great merit into his arms, as for you, it should be the evil lord who killed the nobles in the report."

The fat man turned around, his eyes swept over the beauty in front of him, the marquis in the past dress, was sitting opposite him, wearing only a thin white sand dress, outlining the wonderful tall figure, white as snow and snow hands half-supported, beautiful cheeks like carving, listening to the cheers outside the window

Beauty is like jade, laughter and smoke, this was originally a very romantic scene, amorous and beautiful hostess, affectionately greeted the heroic knight who had just returned from the battlefield, but this romance was broken by an anonymous letter,

The Duke of Fedoso, who escaped from the battle, miraculously did not meet the Normans outside the city, and also sent a report to the capital of the Salanders, Sharitz, the report that Nilai was timid and cowardly, and even did not hesitate to kill all the nobles in the main battle in the city, and he had to fight to the death with a small army of foreign races, and finally achieved a great victory under the protection of His Majesty the King

"I've asked Ruby to rush to Kyoto with Husaves' head, and I'm sure I'll understand it by then," Nilai looked back with a leisurely face, as if at this moment, her soul had just returned to this wonderful body, and under those seductive eyebrows, the whole space had an ambiguous layer of color

warm jade fragrant,

The fat man looked at Nilai in front of him and unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva

"Since you helped me avenge the murder of my father, I don't care" Nilai glanced back at the fat man with a strange look, the corners of his mouth frowned slightly, and his face showed a seductive flush, and his voice paused and said, "If Kyoto really wants to punish me, I will accept it willingly, it's a big deal, it's not the lord of Lazar City, I figured it out the night before, what country, what hatred, as long as you can be with the people you like, what are these things?"

"But do you really let go of the tens of thousands of Lazars in this city?" the fat man asked, looking through the window at the starry celebratory fires outside

"You just brought them the faith of victory, but you want to choose to leave them, have you ever thought about what to do with these Lazars, the Normans will not let them go, they have killed a lot this time, and they will only send more next time, what do you want them to do, rely on that bullshit duke who escaped from the battle?"

"That's why I've always been undecided," Nilai said with a hint of dismay, "Actually, I know very well that I'm not a lord of great talent, otherwise, our city of Lazar wouldn't be like it is now, with internal and external troubles, and it may be in danger of destruction at any time unless someone with enough talent and prestige comes to take over me."

"The confidence you brought to them, you should be responsible for them" Nilai suddenly raised his head, stared at the fat man with blazing eyes, and said slowly, "If I pass on the position of the lord of Lazar City to you, will you accept it?"

"I'm just an outsider, I'm afraid. [Ye * Zi] [Yo * Yo] ...... "The fat man pretends to be a gesture. He hesitated

"It doesn't matter where you're from, listen to the cheers outside, who else can make the people of Lazar really trust him" Nilai stood up and opened the door of the hall, and in the joyful revelry, the name of Victonse could be heard continuously,

"Lord Marquis"

The two guards standing at the door, seeing Nilai's figure, hurriedly bent down and saluted, but their eyes were reverently looking at the fat man behind Nilai, flashing with scorching sparks, and now in the eyes of these soldiers in Lasa City, the fat man is the god of war and their spiritual leader

"It's a happy day, don't stay here, let's go to the city party" Nylai waved his hand to the two guards, and waited until there was no one outside before closing the door to the hall again

"You see" Nilai turned her head and said with a sincere look in her eyes, "Now there are only two people, you and me, I will tell you bluntly, only you can lead them to victory The hope of letting you take over as lord is not only my request, but also the voice of all the Lasa people, if you refuse, Na is rejecting their trust, and the Lasa people who have just cheered up will immediately collapse from the inside"

"And what if I have another identity?"

The fat man stood up with a solemn expression, staring at Nilai's beautiful pretty face, he had already said this, it was not interesting to continue to cover it up, the fat man was ready for a showdown, for this woman with a crucial position, it was much better to explain it earlier than to deal with it after the fact

"Are other identities important?" Nilai's face was indifferent, not as embarrassed as the fat man expected, but said calmly

"A skilled warrior like you will shine like a pearl wherever you are, and if you are an ordinary person, then it is called self-deception."

"Although I have never been to the other side of the channel, as the closest port to Vikia, I have heard of the famous name of the Samar cavalry sword" Nilai suddenly glanced at the fat man meaningfully, and said in a slow voice, "As for that unique shape, as long as you have heard about it, it is enough to be difficult to look forward to"

"It turns out that you have already guessed" The fat man's face was stunned for a moment, and his eyes met Nilai for a full minute, before he shook his head helplessly, "Since that's the case, I'll sue you, I still have a name, the regent of the Falcon Duke Dustanvicchia Kingdom" The fat man looked at Nilai and said word by word

"Whew" in the quiet hall, only the sound of the night wind blowing through the windows,

Nilai, who was confident just now, looked at the fat man with round eyes at the moment, looking at the fat man in disbelief, this reality was too sudden, although he made a certain psychological preparation, but Nilai only imagined the fat man as a general on the Samore side, but he didn't expect that he would inadvertently catch the "first general in the mainland"

No wonder

There was an indescribable ripple in Nilai's heart, and she looked at the fat man's face as if she saw a flower.

No wonder the Hulin warriors, who have always been known for being lone wolves at sea, will obey the fat man, no wonder the elite Normandy army will be vulnerable in front of the fat man, no wonder the always brave wolf Marquis Savis will be killed by the fat man in a flash, this qiē, under the dazzling halo of the famous generals of the mainland, is nothing

Who would have believed that the scheming Falcon of Vekia, who had just started the biggest decisive battle with the Ryer Dian people in the north, would suddenly appear in the distant port of Salander, and who would believe that the legendary falcon that pushed the weak country Vikia to the power of the continent would fly over the vast ocean and appear in front of him

"You, aren't you supposed to be in the north" After half a sound, Nilai came back from the shock, looked at the fat man, and his voice trembled,

As the nearest port, Lazar is the place where information flows between the two continents and the most circulated, and for the decisive battle that made the entire continent look sideways, and the two kingdoms invested hundreds of thousands of people for the hegemony of the north, of course Nilai on the other side of the strait has also heard of it,

Of course, that's just a far-fetched hearsay,

But when the real number one general in the continent, the commander of the 100,000 Vechia army, and the Vekia Falcon stood in front of him, Nilai felt the indescribable pressure rushing to his face

"This, probably the momentum of the king."

Feeling that she was overwhelmed by some kind of force, Nilai hurriedly walked to the window and held the window frame with her hand before she stood firm

"Now, are you still sticking to your decision?"

The fat man held Nilai's hand from behind, and whispered in Nilai's ear, the whole body leaned over, belonging to the breath of a man, which made Nilai's body tremble, struggled a few times, and then gave up

"Can you swear to the sky full of dazzling stars outside, and bring them peace?" Nella looked at the crowd outside the window and raised her head slightly, her long silky hair with a faint fragrance, and pounced on the fat man's nose

"Well, I swear that if I can't bring peace to Salander, then let me fall into the deepest part of the ocean," the fat man replied as he looked at Nilai's struggling gaze

"Whether it's as the regent of Vekia, or the Marquis of Vicseton in the Kingdom of Salander, I have never meant war, I am here because I have received news that the Kingdom of Salander is the gateway to other regions of the entire continent, and you are being invaded by aliens."