A banshee violently broke through the soldiers maintaining order on the side of the road and rushed to Eloise's side. She shouted:
"Lord Elloth, I love you, Lord Elloth."
While hugging Eloise's legs, he began to lick Eloise's shoes seriously, but he was quickly pulled back by the soldiers who rushed forward.
The mood of the crowd along the way became even more excited. People uniformly shouted Elos's name, as if they were calling their own king.
The shout reached straight to the sky, rushing into the room from the windows and gaps of the castle like a wave, and finally echoed in Mostema's ears.
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If Mostima's heart was already on fire at this moment, then such a grand welcome ceremony was like hot oil poured on top of the fierce flames.
"How could that damn boy come back safe and sound and win such a huge honor! He must die!" Mostima gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious voice, "I want him to die!"
"No problem," a man wearing a leather jacket and skirt just stood up.
He had healthy brown skin, and the muscles on his body were bulging. The man drew out the double knives from his back and said:
"I'm going to kill that kid right now. I will eliminate any existence that makes you unhappy. Kill that kid..."
The man looked at Elos, who was riding a horse in the distance and waving, and continued: "It's not difficult at all."
"My dear Mars, of course I know you can kill him easily," Mostima quickly walked to Mars' side, sat him down and then continued:
"My Lord God of War, you will always be invincible, no matter which battlefield you are on. How come you are still in such good spirits after fighting on my bed all night last night?"
"Oh, you're worried about this," Mars said nonchalantly: "Last night was indeed tiring, but even so, it won't be too difficult to kill that kid."
"Of course I know this, you are my God of War after all," Mostima sighed and said, "But we can't just kill him, no, we can't."
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"Why not? Wouldn't everything be fine after just one cut?" Mars really didn't understand.
Mostima frowned. It was a bit difficult to explain "politics" to this pure barbarian. Even simple politics seemed too complicated for this barbarian, but he had to talk about it.
After all, Mars is the God of War, and Mostima has always behaved like a little woman in front of him.
So at this time Mostima could only patiently explain:
"Striking it out like this is naturally clean and tidy, but it will cause trouble in the future. I am the devil king of the Hell of Sloth, the ruler of the first level of hell. My heroic subordinates have just come back and have been killed by me.
The person was killed, and everyone knew it was me. In this case, I committed a 'foul'.
I have a lot of generals, and they all think wildly, and they think, 'Oh, this woman killed his best men and took their castles, property, and territory, so will she do this to me?' Yeah.
, they will all think so.
In this case, I will no longer be a great king. All the generals will unite against me for this reason, and the old fox hiding in the deepest place will... forget it, I can't do this anyway.
."
"Against you? Who dares?" Mars raised the twin swords shining with golden light in Yang's hands and said, "I will kill anyone who dares to oppose you."
"You can kill a hundred powerful devils, but can you defeat an army by yourself?" Mostima sighed and said, "If you were really that powerful, you wouldn't need to go to hell to borrow the power of devils.
, you can go directly and challenge the current God of War alone."
Mars put away the knife angrily and stopped talking.
"My dear Mars, I know you are doing it for my own good, but I can handle this kind of thing. Don't interfere, okay?"
"Okay." Mars said: "However, if you have any difficulties, remember to tell me and I will help you. I am not looking for you just because you can help me, I really love you."
"I love you too, Mars," Mostima said: "If I have any difficulties, I will look for you, but I didn't look for you, so don't act rashly, okay?"
"All right."
When Mostima walked out the door, she saw General Williamson standing at the end of the corridor.
Mostima sneered and walked quickly to General Williamson:
"You really recommended a good person, my General Williamson. The person you recommended is so capable. I have never seen that you have such advanced research on management before."
Looking at Williamson, who was pale and sweating profusely, the resentful anger in Mostima's heart calmed down a little. She snorted coldly and said:
"He came back alive, and we also stopped fighting with the Abyss. Within half a year, we can't even find the front line there. What do you think we should do?"
"Sir," General Williamson shook his head, shaking his huge nose and the five magic rings on his nose. He sighed and said, "With all due respect, even if we
Even if we can find the front line, we can’t send Eloise up there.”
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"Why!" Mastima asked with his eyes widened: "I am the king. If I want to send him there, he has to go there for me. He can only perform tasks. I want to send him to the end.
Go to the dangerous front line!"
"But Ilosu is no longer the little castle owner of hell. He is now the demon general of the first level of hell." General Williamson said painfully: "He is the general of Yi Luosi of the first level of hell.
Loth is now one person below ten thousand people, and all the armies in hell are within his jurisdiction. If you send him to the most dangerous place, then he will definitely bring all the legions with him.
of."
Ah, you are really trapped in a cocoon!
damn it!
Mostima has been trying to convince herself to forget, or ignore, the fact that Iloth will soon become the commander of the first level of hell.
But no matter how she escapes, the fact is still right in front of her and cannot be changed.
At the beginning, Mostima was happy for a while, but she didn't control her mouth for a while. At the same time, she was also trying to lure Iloth to quickly set off to the abyss to die, and she promised many benefits.
One of the biggest benefits is that as long as Yiluosi can complete the task and come back alive, she will give Yiluosi a higher position. That position is the highest among all the positions she can give. It is the first level of laziness.
The Great Commander of Hell.
The Grand Commander can not only establish his own headquarters and form his own army, but he is also responsible for supervising all the armies in the first level of hell.
The rank of the Grand Commander is only half a level lower than that of the Devil Lord. Except for some special occasions, the Grand Commander does not even need to salute when he sees the Devil Lord.
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"Sir, I do have a plan, I don't know if I should talk about it or not."
"It's time to tell me what's wrong. Just let me know what you're talking about. Tell me what plans you have!"
"That's it, sir," Williamson said with a sly smile: "Ilosu has no problem with his ability, and you said it yourself in front of so many people, even the will of hell knows that the reward belongs to the commander-in-chief.
position, so the position of Commander-in-Chief must belong to him, we can only give it to him, but once he becomes Commander-in-Chief, things will become difficult to handle at home, and it will be even more difficult to control Ilosu at any time."
"I've known this for a long time! You don't need to tell me!" Mostima raised her leg and kicked Williamson and said, "Tell me the important point, it's the important point!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Williamson got up from the ground in embarrassment. Although he was called a general at this time, he lost all his men in a civil war and became a bare commander. Later, he was jealous of the God of War and had the horns on his head cut off.
, facing the trouble of losing power.
At this time, Williamson had long lost the status he once had in the heart of the First Lord. He hunched over his waist and said with a smile: "The point is, Ilosi doesn't have a diploma."
"Diploma!?" Mostima was stunned, and then her eyes lit up, and a deep laugh came out of her throat, followed by a hearty laugh. She just laughed and said:
"Hurry up and prepare for a large ceremony. I want to confer a position on our hero Iloth right away!"