It's getting dark. ¡ê¡Ø King Nachini¡¯s trip to the ¡°Fortress of Sorrow¡± was interrupted halfway through. The three of them hurried back to the camp and summoned the generals to discuss the next response. Heavy snow is falling, and the sky and the earth are completely white, but if you look far away, you can find the faint outline of the "Kingdom of Light" in the southern sky. This is also the only part of the kingdom of the gods that can be seen by the world. "Above the "Ten Thousand Colored Stars", in the "Sky Temple", three evil gods are fighting to the death. But the Pale Lord didn't trust anyone, so there was no one to clean up the mess for him. "Death Knell" has made arrangements in advance. Both Jersey Val's "Wraith Army" and the evil god's younger brothers who have surrendered to him are all in place and ready to go. Snowton Camp. "Master, I would like to trouble you to explore in that direction," King Nachini estimated the distance and added, "As I expected, it should be near Ranken City." "Yes." Without any delay, Vila?o immediately got up and left the tent, disappearing. "General, what do you think?" King Nachini spread out the military map and asked casually. On the map, half of the cities in the Principality of Ian were painted red to represent Snowdon. It looked like a wildfire burning across the prairie land. Only the holy city of Ranken was still struggling to hold on. In particular, the two big red dots of Severa and Ljajic were the capitals of the northwest and northeast war zones respectively. Their fall marked the complete loss of the Holy See of Light. The front of Snowton's army would be like a river flowing straight down, unstoppable. "No matter how great the momentum, it's just a desperate struggle," Catroman thought for a moment and said calmly, "Otherwise, Inedil wouldn't have waited until now to use it." "Your Majesty, the same is true for the general. I think this must be a bluff by the Holy See." A short-bearded general also echoed. "That's not the case," King Nachini waved his hand, "If you can make Inedil willing to give up the bright new army's trump card, there will always be some tricks. As for whether it can reverse the situation of the battle, we have to ask about the swords in our hands. "Ha, that sissy has tasted some benefits from the Severa attack," the short-bearded general said contemptuously, "He doesn't think that the so-called magic can be used to his advantage. ¡± The rough generals burst into laughter. Until this moment, Snowton¡¯s entire army was filled with an atmosphere of optimism and confidence. They didn't know what kind of monsters had appeared in the Holy See's army, and what a tragic fate they had, waiting for their arrival not far ahead. ? ****** ? Hersius Valley. On the surface it¡¯s the same as usual. There is an undercurrent inside. Allegri was paralyzed, and the name of the poison was "love". For everything that happens under your nose. He turned a blind eye and agreed to everything Onissa asked for. As a result, the Violet Tower entered a temporary dormant state and Caldera became the captain of the Guards. The magic array disks that were supposed to be transported to the front line were delayed again and again, quietly staying in the warehouse, preparing to carry out their real mission. Dios is still on the front line, Irlo is out and never returns, and Brooke is careless by nature. But I believe that seeing is believing. So when Darnan walked out of Allegri's room, he couldn't help but shook his head and buried what he wanted to say in his heart. There is no way, he can¡¯t express his doubts about Onisa in front of her. The sharp intuition derived from the killer made Darnan feel suspicious again. He had an ominous premonition that something bad was about to happen, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find any possibility. Good news comes frequently from the front, the rear is as stable as a rock, and the rebels have been defeated. Now they are all locked up in the prisoner camp in Green River Valley. The Hersius River Valley can be said to be safe and worry-free. There is not even a small spark, so how can there be a danger of fire? Darnion walked through the tree-lined path and returned to his residence in the small town. When he passed the library near the meeting hall, he glanced at Turanze and happened to find Turanze with a few books between them. "Master?" Darnion stepped forward quickly and greeted politely. "Athos?" Turanze turned around and nodded slightly. He had dealt with the other party several times and knew that this handsome young man was a student of Allegri and had a very high status in the river valley. But the strange thing is that when in contact with him, Darnion rarely asks questions about magic like other people do. Turanze even doubted whether the other party had listened to a magic class seriously. "Master, are you from Buyada?" Darnion stretched out his hand, gesturing for them to chat while they walked. "Yeah." Turanze nodded. Everyone knows that he doesn't like to talk much. "A person as outstanding as the Master"?Didn¡¯t the Buyada Royal Court express any intention of soliciting? "Having been immersed in the river valley for a long time, Darnan has also gained some skills in flattery. "I have a name in the court mage group, but I have been practicing in the high tower in the mountains and rarely pay attention to military and political affairs. "Turanze explained this way. Rubian has repeatedly told him to try to downplay his relationship with the Buyada royal family to avoid arousing suspicion. The two chatted for a few words, until they separated at the intersection. Dar Niang didn't find anything strange. Turanze was indeed from Buyada, but so far, Snowton's southern expedition had not set foot on the land of Buyada Empire, and Buyada had not sent any troops. On the other hand, he could also confirm the identity of the other party as a mage. The dull scholar temperament could not be faked. The sky was dim, and Darnion turned a corner and walked towards Lao Mai's small restaurant. Go. As a bachelor without a family, restaurants are his choice for dinner most of the time, unless it's a holiday and Allegri invites everyone to a dinner, so he takes advantage of it. But speaking of it, It¡¯s also fun to guess what new dishes Maxner has invented every day. ¡°What¡¯s on offer today? "Darnan pushed the door open and couldn't help but said "Huh". Except for Maxner who was packing his luggage, the low restaurant was empty. There were no diners as he expected, but the cold fireplace was It¡¯s very unusual. This proves that Lao Mai is not open for business today. ¡°Lao Mai, where are you going? "Darnan leaned against the bar and asked in confusion. "It's not that guy Collison. Please ask me to accompany him to do something," Maxner said cursingly. "It's already this time, and it's still snowing. It's really annoying" Despite this, Lao Mai did not stop what he was doing. Seeing that he was about to The two sharp blades were wrapped in coarse cloth and stuffed into the luggage. Darnion raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? As for bringing weapons?" " "What good can an old thief do? "Maxner tied it tightly and replied casually, "Be prepared, lest I become an old man. All were compensated. " "Too. "It seems that there is no food here. Darnan nodded and said goodbye. The cold wind outside the door was mixed with snow flakes. He subconsciously tightened his clothes, pondered for a moment, and walked into the grocery store next to him. "It's closed. , go somewhere else. Collison did not raise his head and waved his hands to drive away. He was still muttering in his mouth, "I have done a business in so many days, and it is still a back-end business. If I continue to do it, I will lose all my money." " "Stop pretending," Darnion stood in front of the counter and said directly, "'Chameleon' Collison, if you can't even notice who is coming in, how can you still hang out on the street. " "'Blade of Ice Blue', Darnan. Collison narrowed his eyes at him and asked, "You are not interested in my head, are you?" " "Don't worry, no one will buy it, and I won't accept it," Darnion leaned over and asked softly, "Answer me honestly, is something going to happen in the valley recently? " "Don't wade into this muddy water," Collison hesitated for a while, then whispered, "People like us will stop when we make enough money and find a safe place to hide, so as not to lose our bodies. " "Isn't it safe enough here? "Darnan looked around this small grocery store. He believed that when he opened the store, Collison wanted to spend his remaining years here. Collison was choked. He stared and asked directly, "If I don't answer, will you take action? " Darnion stared at him, and after a long while, he sighed softly, turned and left. After some time, Collison also packed his luggage. He put the package on the counter and asked towards the empty shop. , ¡°Sir, can I go? "The bloody shadow flashed, and then the figure of Duke Van Hinkel was revealed. He stood in the middle of the shop and asked calmly, "Have you completed what I asked you to do? " "It's all here. "Colison took out a stack of paper from his sleeve and put it on the counter. There were dense handwriting on it, and he didn't know what was written on it. "Very good, your debt has been paid in full," Van Hinkel skimmed through it. Ichiban, smiled softly and said, "I wish you a wonderful old age. " "Thank you, sir. " Collison picked up the package, walked around him cautiously, and walked towards the door of the store. Deep in his heart, he was afraid of the gray prince of Buyada, the cruel leader of the underground world. Duke Van Hinkel, In other words, the evil god "Bat" has no intention of taking action. This guy is more in line with the appetite of "Shadow" or "Bug", and he prefers bloody delicacies with the name of "Light of Heaven". Whore??. Turanze was not present, Mastour and Rubion sat opposite each other. The young Juggernaut disciple was obviously very impatient. He had a lot of energy that needed to be vented, and the bald middle-aged man in front of him was obviously not a suitable target. "Is there anything else? Come on, tell me." Mastur put his slender legs on the table, and through his white trousers, you can see the strong muscles in them. ¡°You¡¯ve been staying here these past few days, so you shouldn¡¯t have aroused any suspicion, right?¡± Rubian randomly picked a topic. "Am I not a qualified prostitute?" Mastur raised his eyebrows. He was indeed excellent and generous. The girls rushed to receive him and even had to draw lots to decide the final candidate. In this regard, Mastur's response is simple, the worst thing is to pay more and get more girls. Because of this matter, the brothel owner made a special trip to visit him. The two parties had a good conversation, so they naturally did not doubt his identity. "Don't worry, he didn't arouse any suspicion." A deep voice sounded, and immediately, a ray of blood passed through the window and transformed into an old man with silver hair and red robes. "My lord." Rubian stood up immediately and saluted respectfully. As a secret agent of the "Blood Rose", he is a direct subordinate of the old Duke Van Hinkel and is loyal to him alone. "This is" Mastur's expression also became solemn. He was not aware of the arrival of the bloody light, which proved that the other party's strength was definitely above him. The young high-ranking swordsman was alert and quickly retracted his legs and turned slightly sideways, maintaining a posture where he could draw his sword at any time. ¡°This is the old Duke Van Hinkel, the head of the three great dukes in the empire, and the current leader of the ¡®Blood Rose¡¯.¡± Lublang introduced him. "I know your teacher." Van Hinkel said, slowly sitting down, and every move was in line with aristocratic etiquette. "So you are the Duke of Rose." Mastour suddenly realized and finally remembered what the teacher once said. "What did Assulin say about me?" Van Hinkel asked casually. "He said, never mess with you." Mastour was very frank. "Haha," the old Duke laughed dumbly. He looked at the other party with interest and promised, "Don't be afraid, I allow you to provoke me once." "Then I want to ask, is there really something hidden in your manor? Hundreds of beauties?" Mastur didn't know the weight of this sentence, he asked curiously, looking salivating. "Coming from all over the continent, including elves and dwarves, they are all rare and stunning." It turned out that they were from the same profession, Van Hinkel replied with a smile. "Dwarves?" Mastur scratched his head, leaned forward, and asked impatiently, "Are there also beauties among dwarves?" "Some dwarf girls with deformed development do not have that kind of generous figure, and are small and exquisite. But by the standards of normal people, it is a little plump and has a unique flavor" Van Hinkel explained in detail. "That's it, it's really eye-opening." Mastur licked his lips, fascinated. Rubian next to him coughed slightly, reminding his lord that it was time to get down to business. "This is information about the river valley, including the personalities, habits, daily living schedules, and arrangements for the next few days of all important people" Van Hinkel touched his chin and said seriously, then took the stack of paper and Passed it to Rubian, "You can adjust the specific plan based on this information." "Yes, sir." Rubian reached out and took it, nodding solemnly. "Also, Darnan has become suspicious and needs special attention," Van Hinkel thought for a while and added, "He is very powerful and needs special attention." "Let me do it." Mas Tour volunteered and said that he couldn't wait to deepen his relationship with the old duke. ¡(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! ps: (Updated.)