Chapter 808
After participating in the coronation ceremony of Salika Jonah, the Byrne army, which had just been recuperated not long ago, was assembled again and was ready to go.
It's just that, this time they are not going to embark on a journey, but to go home.
After experiencing the midnight raid, the rescue of Thousand Tent City, the siege of the sand dunes, the attack of the Silver Helmet Mountain... and the most unimaginable battle, after meeting with the remnants of Boi in the Great Green Sea, This exhausted and heavy casualty army can finally set foot on its way home.
It was the end of summer when we set off, and winter was approaching when we returned home... Many Byrne warriors thought of this, and their hearts became heavy.
Especially the counts from the thirteen leaders of Byrne are very emotional.
Among them, the younger generation is the most. They were actually quite unconvinced when he was crowned Loren; it was just that he was too lucky to run into this rare opportunity in a century; they changed their surname to Torino. , The same can be done better.
But now...at least everyone who participated in the final battle, whether Byrne, Boye, or dwarf, can’t take the silhouette that jumped off the giant dragon’s back from himself Erased from his mind.
When the scene that originally existed only in the legend, when it appears in front of the eyes truthfully, it will only be more eye-catching and unforgettable than the legend.
Destroy the Centaur and take down Silverhelm Mountain...Even if they are not convinced, they can still imagine what level of prestige Loren will reach when Loren returns to Byrne-a keen pursuit of heroes The benefactor will treat him as a Knight blessed by Martial Goddess and the Holy Cross to swear allegiance to the death.
As soon as the order is given, thousands of Knights will gather under his banner from Byrne all directions and fight for him!
This is the Byrne people. They aspire to be heroes and are more keen to follow heroes; given them a goal, they can dash on bravely with no thought of personal safety, even if the flu is the last drop of blood, Also willingly.
"Will you go now?"
Leaning on the handrails of the stairs, Brandon took a look at the people in the main hall: "I thought you were going to wait after the winter. I’m going back, I’m in a hurry."
"It’s not long since we met, and there are so many things I want to talk to you."
With a chuckle, Loren sighed .
"The war is over, and we have no reason to stay in Poe... Even if I don't leave, the Celestial Vault will send a messenger to remind me in a few days, which will be passive." black hair wizard indifferently said:
"even more how, Boye, who has suffered heavy losses, is also very nervous at the moment. It is very difficult to ensure that he still has 50,000 Legion to supply you; if you don’t get out, Sarika will Expulsion Order!"
Hearing this explanation, Brandon "tsk tsk" shook his head with a face of disbelief: "I think as long as you agree, we are heroic and full of charm. Grand Duke Boyi, even if he makes the Boyi hungry, he will do everything to leave you behind!"
As he said, he raised his eyebrows with a smirk, and desperately "suggested" with his index finger. Pressed on the lower lip.
The black hair wizard who was silent for one minute kept breathing deeply, and restrained himself from the urge to go up and beat him brutally, so as to avoid making "the Duke of Byrne had an intimate communication with his Royal Highness at the court of Boyne" "The big news...
"Don't worry, you don't need to teach me what to do. I will try my best to keep that little girl from bullying her."
The corners of the mouth Slowly raising a little arc, Brandon's eyes are very sharp: "To win over Boye is to win over 70% of the horse source of the empire, and there are hundreds of thousands of reserve light cavalry; as long as she is willing to stand by us. On the other hand, the Imperial Brother will not do it easily without full confidence."
"After all, he can't afford to split the empire and duchy melee."
The black hair wizard shrugged.
"So you can go back without worrying about anything." His Royal Highness's eyes rolled straight: "During my time with Miss Salika, I will let Milassis turns all your "challengers" into incombustible garbage, and promises to leave you with a worried and anxious Grand Duke Poy waiting for you to come back!"
"... …"Loren Torino.
"Of course, given that one of my wizard consultants took advantage of the "work" and took advantage of such a big advantage without my permission; it is also difficult for me to ensure that I will not give birth to some This kind of hatred mentality, I use my spare time to discuss art, philosophy, life with the Duke of Boye... to develop a higher level of relationship to satisfy his desire for revenge."
Brandon is "helpless" He spread his hands and smiled slyly: "So life... is so full of uncertainty." After finishing speaking, he deliberately glanced into the door behind him; patted Loren's Shoulder, turned and left.
Sighed, Loren looked away from him to the person who came by.
In other words, two.
"Why is our Lord Duke of Byrne still standing here? Isn’t there even a person to entertain you?"
Salika came over with a smile on her face, right With his arms still around Ayin's neck, the little wizard with a flushed face seemed to have lost his soul, and was dragged around by her.
"Ai, it’s almost alright in just one day?" I stared at the corner of the black hair wizard's mouth. The girl with linen braids was full of disappointment: "Really, I knew I worked harder. A little bit!"
You'll bite off your entire mouth with a little harder!
With a smile on his face, the black hair wizard said nothing.
"Forget it, for the sake of your injury, I will let you go this time...I have to talk to the prince from the capital."
Without waiting for Ayin to react, Salika turned around with a smirk; she pushed her hands behind her, and the exclaimed little wizard "pounced" directly into Loren's arms.
By the time the two turned around, hehe haha’s Sarika had long since disappeared. It was probably due to the prince who was still unaware of it.
Well, they will get along well, definitely.
"That, Loren..."
The little wizard who got up hastily opened the mouth and said: "I want to trouble you."
>"Master Harimvan Azhamel, he was seriously injured in the battle of Chakar; it is difficult for him to recover from the conditions of the Thousand Trap City, so I want to invite him to The Scarlet Blood Castle was a guest for a while..."
"No problem."
"Huh?" The little wizard's expression was very unexpected.
"What's the matter, there is nothing to hesitate about this kind of thing." Loren smiled and asked, "Or do you think I won't agree?"
"No, I just I thought you would be embarrassed. After all, he is Archduke Boyd’s wizard consultant, and..." The little wizard who wanted to say something hesitated, his lips curled up slightly:
"Nothing, As long as you agree, I will be very happy."
Loren didn't say anything, just nodded.
He knows that Ayin’s reasons are more than these. I’m afraid it’s also related to the Battle of Chakar...Although he can’t guess how the Assama Master did it, but with his empty reaction and Judging from the injuries after the war, the valve was definitely opened.
Corona Master once mentioned that as a self who is completely combined with void and matter, as long as there is no sudden death on the spot using the valve, there will be a period of weakness at most, and the body can naturally return to a state of balance.
But for ordinary wizards, the damage caused by opening the valve every time is permanent and irreversible.
Because of this, Loren really doesn't want the little wizard to touch these things, but...if this is what she wants to do out of her heart, Loren will also not interfere.
"Loren." Ai Yin said again, with deep concern in her voice: "I..."
"We can invite Master Ashamed to the Scarlet Blood Fort. It's the honor of the whole Byrne wizards." Loren laughed and interrupted her with a wave of his hand: "Don't worry, Salika will give it to me, you just need..."
"No, no It’s about the Master of Azama!"
"It's Lu Sien, his injury hasn't improved yet." The little wizard subconsciously looked all around, cautiously opened the mouth and said:
"To be precise... it's like being drained of energy. I'm still in a semi-comatose state, just, just and..."
She didn't finish.
But Loren already knows.
Yes, just like the self who opened the valve after the last battle with Martial Goddess.
It seems that even the power gained from Evil God is impossible without any cost, let alone... it's a guy who is keen to make others owe others.
"Don't worry, he will be fine." Lightly sighed then said, Loren calmly pressed the little wizard's shoulder: "It's just that I have just experienced such a tragic battle. I need a good rest. That's it."
"It won't take too long before he can stand up again." The black hair wizard's answer was quite certain.
Injured like that, but...do you need a rest?
Even though Ayin still has doubts in his heart, facing Loren's firm gaze, he can only be nodded and reluctantly smiled and left.
The two with a tacit understanding did not finish all the words in the end, keeping the last distance between each other.
Until the little wizard walked away, Loren slowly left the main hall, moved towards the door of the Duke’s Castle, and walked outside the gate of the Duke’s Castle. Waited for him for a long time.
Without waiting for the black hair wizard to approach, the steady, rock-like eyes turned to him, the humble and slightly nodded, more intimate and easy-going than when he came.
"The army has been assembled and can set off at any time." Eckert said solemnly: "Everyone is making the final preparations-mainly the remains of the dead, because many are lost on the battlefield. I can only bury it hastily outside the city, waiting for the priest to hold a funeral for them."
Loren silently: "How much time?"
"Almost half a day."
"Then inform the whole army, we will leave before the evening." Loren whispered: "If the corpse is buried, try to be voluntary. If you really insist on taking the remains back to your hometown... see if our corps can still do it. Free up some carriage."
Acte nodded.
"Duke, are you really going to do this?" Count, who wanted to speak but stopped, still spoke, with a trace of worry in his eyes:
"You should be clear, The consequences of sending that letter...how many people will see you as a thorn in the eye."
"I know." Loren replied calmly:
"But I still have to do this , Otherwise the empire still can't realize what kind of threat we face... Act, you have seen it too."
Count of Fury raised his eyebrows.
"This time can be said to be our good luck, first the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain, and then the Boyi Army of the Duke of Varna...but if it’s Byrne next time, if next time we want What will happen if we face this enemy alone?"
"Byne, will Silverhelm Mountain and Boye also end up... Do we expect a giant dragon to come to the rescue every time? "
Perceiving that the atmosphere is a bit depressed, the relaxed black hair wizard shrugged jokingly: "What's more, no matter what such a big event, whether it is the Vault of Heaven or the church, there will be no energy. I’m looking for trouble with the Silverhelm Mountain dwarves again."
"In this way, we don’t have to be blamed twice for two things, and we can fulfill our promise to the Silverhelm Mountain dwarves. , Is it not the best of both worlds to delineate a small autonomous region for them in Byrne."
The silent Eckert was speechless, or he didn't intend to refute anything.
"I just want to remind you that when facing the threats in front of you, don't forget the sharp blade behind yourself." Eckert said slowly: "Roland Torino fell in the Fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain. But the weapons that killed him were not only the minions of Evil God, but also the sky palace, the church... and us."
The black hair wizard looked sideways, but when he saw lifts the head’s Rage Castle count, his expression was very The gloomy.
"I thought about it countless times. If we could understand the Duke a little bit, if we could really know what he was doing, maybe... Byrne would not fall for a hundred years and split for a hundred years. "
"But the fact is that we admire him, but do not understand what he wants to do; and the ending of the Black Duke must never be repeated in Byrne."
"It's because we don't understand him, and don't understand the significance of what he is going to do." Eckert bowed his head, his voice low: "And he never forced, even if he was alone... He still set foot on the road. The road to Duanjieshan."
"Because only his heart knows the best, there are certain things he has to do, and he is destined to not be understood by others... Even so, he still does it."
"Duke, this is why we support you so; no matter what Legendary inhuman things you want to do, no matter what great wishes you have..."
Te’s expression was very indifferent, and even a smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Byrne, always behind you."
"Not to mention, you have already used your martial arts, as well as your one. Words and deeds have proved..."
"You are not the same as Roland Torino."
His expression seems to be full of emotion, but also with a bit of relaxed pleasure
p>Loren, who doesn’t know what to say, can only look at the Duke’s castle in the distance:
"Look a few more before you leave, Eckert; the war is over We may not have a chance to come back in the future."
"Really? I think you will come back one day." Take a deep breath, the flashing gaze of the Castle of Fury slows down Slowly said:
"The battlefield, the enemy, the adventure, the contest between life and death... You are only temporarily away at most."