Demon King's Mentor

After capturing the paladins in the county, Eastero quickly marched towards the south. His position has been exposed, and the battle with the king's army is a fact sooner or later. Before that, he has to be as close as possible to the king's capital. Forcing Lorian to confront him.

At the beginning, when they passed the village, the villagers closed the windows and doors tightly when they saw the army coming, but the closer they got to the city, the villagers heard the people in the castle say that it was the army of the devil king, and they were exaggerated by people with ulterior motives. The believers of the village were licentious and cruel, so they chose a beautiful girl from the village. After the wizard verified her virginity, she was wrapped in tulle and tied to a pillar at the entrance of the village as a sacrifice, hoping to get rid of the disaster. to avoid disaster.

When Eastero entered the village, he saw this ginger-haired girl, her hair was steamed in the summer morning, her legs were trembling, and the green tulle and twine made her look like a girl. Like the people described in the story.

"Ah, I smell the fragrance of a virgin!" Siwan came out from the gap in the armor, looking at the girl with golden eyes.

"It looks so weird." Eastero looked at the girl curiously, his eyes turned golden, and the hemp rope fell down. The girl's legs became weak and she knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Please Let me go! Please!"

With the low-lying movements, the already disheveled girl was even more exposed. Estero turned his head away in embarrassment, urging everyone to move forward quickly.

"It's a pity," Swan hung on his shoulders sullenly, looking at Eric beside him who couldn't help laughing, "It's all your fault..."

But when they arrived at the next town, they still saw similar sacrifices.

"Innocent lamb," Estero also loosened the girl's restraint, "These villages will use girls to fight."

"They don't have the protection of the army," Eric said, "the only way to seek peace is in this way." He remembered that when disasters happened in the past, his village had prepared sacrifices early, and the town near the lord's castle This is rarely the case.

Then, they walked quickly through the town.

It wasn't until a few kilometers away from the lord's castle that they saw a decent army, but it was obvious that the king's army hadn't been deployed to such a remote and weak territory, and they were all subdued by just freezing.

Estero, who won the first battle, was a little puzzled. He said to Eric: "Teacher, I feel very strange."

"It's really strange," Eric looked at the motionless knights behind him. "Every lord will train mages, but there are almost no mages here who can participate in the battle."

In the palace, several ministers whispered around Duke Samar: "Your Excellency, you have to persuade His Majesty, he can only listen to your words. Since Prince Estero's rebellion, His Majesty has been unable to maintain reason."

"Yes," another said, "Now excellent mages from all over the world are gathered in the capital, the gates of the palace are about to be broken down, and the positions that need mages in all counties are vacant, and many mines cannot continue to operate. gone."

"There are sorcerers everywhere in the palace, and even the grooms have been replaced by those who can spell. The academy now only accepts students who know how to spell. You must know that the talent of a sorcerer is a talent of absolute blood. Those children of the aristocratic families have already occupied all the seats. full," said a minister, "this is not normal!"

Duke Samar was invited back from their trip. At first, he said that Eastero had betrayed him to protect his safety. Later, he heard them complaining endlessly along the way, saying that the palace seemed to be smoky and unable to survive. He sighed, wondering if his words would have any effect.

In the parliament, Lorian welcomed his uncle's return and asked him to guide him. Duke Samar suppressed the complaints of the ministers just now. He first chatted with him about interesting things during his journey, and gradually Insert the depression scene seen in the story.After Lorian showed no signs of impatience, Duke Samar brought up the matter just now tactfully.

"But I want to ensure the safety of the country first." Lorian frowned, "Uncle, I am not ignoring what you said, well, send those mediocre mages in the capital back to their own county, and all mages will enter the king's office." You have to pass the assessment before, so let this matter be handed over to Archmage Piero!"

Duke Samar looked at the older man standing behind Lorian, who nodded to him, looking quite trusting.

The meeting was dissolved in a state of depression. The ministers dragged Duke Samar and complained non-stop. Duke Samar had no choice. He had just returned to the palace, and he had already proposed enough this time. If you don't stop, then I'm afraid there will be no possibility of solving it, and you will be suspected of forming a gang.

He decided to go back to his territory first to understand the current situation.

Piero has been very busy since he was appointed as the archmage. He was not used to dealing with nobles, he felt very tired every day, and fell asleep almost every night, but he didn't have to worry about his own safety. Knowing that his spells are also outstanding in the palace, the spells he arranged in the room even the bishop couldn't solve.

That night, Piero finished sorting out the roster, and fell asleep after setting up the spell. In the early morning, the door was opened quietly, and the other party was familiar with the way as if entering his own home. to his bed.

When Piero felt that someone was grabbing his throat, it was too late to resist, and a poisoned dagger was stuck in his chest. In the morning light shining through the window, Piero saw the face of the murderer. , so surprised that he almost couldn't breathe.

"Sorry, if I don't kill you, then I will gradually weaken and die," the man showed a face that was almost exactly the same as his, but it was more vicissitudes, "One time and space cannot allow the existence of two 'I', for Your Majesty, rest in peace…"