Realm of Power

"Cheers, to victory"

Carnival crowds crowded on the small stone-paved streets of Lhasa City. The joy spread throughout the city. The cheerful saxophone played cheerful tunes in the air. The whole city was trembling with this tune. Like a hurricane, it sent out waves of pleasant echoes in the sky of Lhasa City,

Countless people from Saran smelled of alcohol. : Sitting by the street with squinted drunken eyes and a blank expression, taking a sip of wine, and then raising his head to look at the cheering crowds around him. His haggard face was full of vicissitudes of life, and his eyes contained tears. The joyful scene in front of them, for them, , like a dream that you never want to wake up from

This carnival celebrating the victory will last for 2 days or more. According to the order of the Duke's Palace, all the taverns in the city are announcing free supply. Under the wine glasses held high, there were faces crying with joy. No matter he was a Lazarite, a refugee from other places, a businessman, a civilian, or a sailor, at this moment, they were all Salanders.

The battle has ended, but the legendary scene last night still flashes in the minds of the Lhasa people. Some people say that it is a warrior descended by the gods, while others say that it is a light from the heaven that will destroy the aliens who have done many evil things. Man knocked down.

But one thing is certain, that is, the aliens are not invincible. The Salander soldiers who participated in the pursuit that night proved this with their courage and common sense. From the blood vessels cut by the aliens, what spewed out was Just like the Salanders, with bright red blood, they can also die, be afraid, collapse, and fail.

"What are you going to do next? Although you have defeated the invasion of aliens, this credit will not be counted on your head. That coward Duke will definitely take this great credit into his arms. As for you, you should He must be the evil lord who killed the nobles in the report."

The fat man turned around and glanced at the beauty in front of him. The Marquise, who used to be in military uniform, was sitting opposite him. She was only wearing a thin white sand dress, which outlined her beautiful and tall figure, as white as snow. With her hands half-cupped, her beautiful cheeks like sculptures, she was lost in thought listening to the cheers outside the window.

The beauty is as beautiful as jade, and laughter makes smoke. This was originally a very romantic scene. The passionate and beautiful hostess lovingly welcomed the heroic knight who had just returned from the battlefield. However, this romance was broken by an anonymous letter.

Duke Fedoso, who escaped from the battle, miraculously did not encounter the Normans outside the city. He also sent a report to the Salander capital Charez. The report said that Nilay was timid. He was so timid that he even killed all the fighting nobles in the city. As a result, he had to fight to the death with the foreign army with only a small force. Finally, with the protection of His Majesty the King, he achieved a great victory.

"I have asked Hongyu to rush to Kyoto with Housavis' head. I believe everything will be clear by then." Nilai turned around with a face full of anger. It seemed that at this moment, her soul returned to this wonderful body. , under those seductive eyebrows, the whole space has an extra layer of ambiguity.

Warm jade brings fragrance,

Fatty looked at Nilai in front of him and swallowed unconsciously.

"Since you helped me avenge my father's murder, it doesn't matter to me anymore." Nilai glanced back at Fatty with a strange look. She frowned slightly, with a seductive blush on her face. She paused and said, "What if Kyoto If you really want to punish me, I am willing to accept it. The worst I can do is not be the lord of Lhasa City. I figured it out the night before last. What kind of country and hatred, as long as I can be with the people I like, it doesn't matter. What"

"But, can you really let go of the tens of thousands of Lazarus people in this city?" Fatty looked through the window, looking at the starry celebration lights outside, and turned around and asked

"You just gave them the belief of victory, but you have to choose to leave them. Have you ever thought about what to do with these Lazarites? The Normans will not let them go. Many of them died this time. They will be sent next time. When the time comes, what do you want them to do, relying on that bullshit Duke who escaped from the battle? "

"That's why I have been undecided." Nilai's expression showed a trace of loneliness. "Actually, I know very well that I am not a talented and strategic lord. Otherwise, our Lhasa City would not be like it is now, with internal worries." Foreign aggression may be in danger of destruction at any time unless someone with sufficient talent and prestige comes to take over."

"You brought them confidence, and you should be responsible for them." Nilai suddenly raised her head, stared at Fatty with bright eyes, and said slowly, "If I pass on the position of Lord of Lazar City to you, will you accept it? ?”

"Me? I'm just an outsider, I'm just afraid..." Fatty pretended. He looked hesitantly

"It doesn't matter where you are from. Listen to the cheers outside. Apart from you, who else can make the Lhasa people sincerely trust him?" Nilai stood up and opened the door of the hall. There was a joyful carnival. In the voice, Victonsey's name can be heard constantly.

"Your Majesty the Marquis"

The two guards standing at the door saw Nilai's figure and hurriedly bent down to salute, but their eyes were devoutly looking at the figure behind Nilai, shining with hot sparks. Now in the eyes of these Lhasa City warriors Here, Fat is the God of War and their spiritual leader.

"Today is a happy day, so don't stay here. Go to the city to party." Nilai waved to the two guards and waited until there was no one outside before closing the hall door again.

"You saw it." Nilai turned around and said with sincerity in her eyes, "Now there are only you and me, and I will tell you straightforwardly that only you can lead them to victory. The hope of making you take over as the lord is not just my request. , is the voice of all Lhasa people. If you refuse, Na will reject their trust. The Lhasa people who have just cheered up will immediately collapse from within."

"What if I have another identity?"

Fatty stood up solemnly, staring at Nilai's beautiful face. He had already said this, and there was no point in covering it up any more. Fatty was ready to show off his cards. For this woman with a crucial position, he should explain his words earlier. , much better than dealing with problems after the fact.

"Are other identities important?" Nilai's face was indifferent. She didn't feel the embarrassment that Fatty had expected. Instead, she said calmly.

"A warrior with superb combat skills like you will shine like a pearl no matter where you are. If you say you are an ordinary person, you are deceiving yourself."

"Although I have never been to the other side of the strait, as the port closest to Vikiya, I have heard of the reputation of the Samor cavalry sword." Nilai suddenly gave Fatty a meaningful look and said in a slow voice, "As for the That unique shape is enough to be hard to forget as long as you hear it described by others.”

"It turns out that you have guessed it a long time ago." The fat face was stunned for a moment, and his eyes met Nilai for a full minute before he shook his head helplessly. "In this case, I will tell you that I have another name, Hunter." Eagle Duke Dustan, the regent of the Kingdom of Vecchia, looked at Nilai and said word by word.

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

Nilai, who had been confident just now, now had bulging eyes and looked at Fatty with a look of disbelief. This reality was too sudden. Although she had made certain mental preparations, Nilai only imagined Fatty as a person from Samor's side. General, but he didn’t expect that he would accidentally catch “the number one general in the mainland”

No wonder

There was an indescribable ripple in Nilai's heart. Looking at Fatty's face, it was like seeing a flower.

No wonder the Hulin warriors, who have always been known as lone wolves on the sea, would obey Fat's orders. No wonder the elite Normandy Legion would be vulnerable to Fat. No wonder the always brave Wild Wolf Marquis Xavius ​​would be confronted by Fat. Instant kill, what does all this mean under the dazzling halo of mainland famous generals?

Who can believe that the unparalleled Wikija Falcon, which has just launched the biggest decisive battle with the Redians in the north in thirty years, will suddenly appear in the remote port of Salander. Who can believe that the weak country Wiki Ya, the legendary falcon that single-handedly pushed the mainland to become a powerful country, will fly across the vast ocean and appear in front of him

"You, aren't you supposed to be in the north?" After a while, Nilai came back from the shock, looked at Fatty, her voice trembled,

As the nearest port, Lhasa is the place where information flows between the two continents. Regarding the decisive battle that made the entire continent pay attention, the two kingdoms invested hundreds of thousands of people for the northern hegemony. Ni across the strait Of course Lai has heard of it,

Of course, that was just a distant rumor.

But when the real number one general in the mainland, the commander of the 100,000-strong Vecian army, the Vecian Falcon stood in front of her, Nilai felt the indescribable pressure rushing towards her.

"This is probably the aura of a king."

Nilai felt that she was suppressed by some kind of force and couldn't breathe. She quickly walked to the window and held the window frame with her hands before she stood firm.

"Now, do you still stick to your decision?"

Fatty held Nilai's hand from behind and whispered in Nilai's ear. He leaned in with his whole body. The man's breath made Nilai's body tremble. After struggling for a few times, he gave up.

"Can you swear to the sky full of dazzling stars outside to bring them peace? Nilai looked at the crowd of people still reveling outside the window with twinkling eyes, raised her head slightly and asked, her long silky hair carrying a faint fragrance, Pounce into the fat nose

"Okay, I swear that if I can't bring peace to Salander, then let me fall into the deepest part of the sea." Fatty looked at Nile's struggling eyes and responded.

"Whether it is as the regent of Wikia or the Marquis of Vicseton of the Kingdom of Salander, I have never meant war. I came here because I got the news that the Kingdom of Salander is the gateway to other regions from the entire continent. passage, and you are being invaded by aliens." .. h

467 Showdown

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