Chapter 288: Flesh, flesh and hair, only the teeth are the strongest; the love of the king will remain unchanged for a long time
When she was very young, Margaret had imagined that one day in the future, an indomitable warrior would drive the sacred Behemoth "Bahamut" to come and marry her, making her the happiest bride.
.However, as Margaret grew older, she gradually understood that her marriage was like the dust blown by the wind in the desert and she had no control over it, even though she was the youngest daughter of the powerful Grand Duke of Medamoah.
In Krolod, the status of a woman is not much higher than that of cattle and sheep. Unless she has passed the test of the God of War and achieved the noble shaman rank like her eldest sister Ekaterina, it is possible.
Gain a certain degree of freedom. Otherwise, once she gets older, what awaits her is a political marriage that has nothing to do with love. Just like her own mother, marrying a stranger, or serving a man with multiple other women.
Therefore, once she clearly saw her future, Margaret sincerely longed for a true love that she could remember, make her have no regrets, and make her burn with fire.
And she seemed lucky to have finally found it.
That man, that man from a foreign country, that human man who was far less powerful than the Behemoth warrior Kong but seemed to be more reassuring.
His name is "".
On the bank of the rapid Sandos River, Margaret met him for the first time. But it was not a pleasant experience at first. She was ambushed, killed, and captured. The female werewolf even thought that she would die in a foreign land. But everything that followed
It completely exceeded Margaret's expectations. The man actually defeated her in a one-on-one battle. And he did it in a pure warrior way. This made Margaret extremely discouraged, as if she was the inferior person.
Big-eared recruits are just like ordinary recruits. And the sentence "What have you done for your subordinates and squadron? Lead them to death? Or continue to sprinkle a pinch of salt on the veterans' wounds with indifference and anger?" It completely defeated her.
The mental defense allowed the female werewolf to look at everything from the perspective of an ordinary soldier for the first time. It turns out that bravery and sacrifice cannot be abused as slogans for all deeds. As little soldiers, what they long for is a commander.
Love and lead you safely off the battlefield.
For the first time, Margaret completely gave up. Not only did she lose the battle, but she also lost the rash recognition of the past. But at the same time, she also won a warm hand that lifted her from the helpless state.
Pulled back while crying.
Later, the "hated but not so hateful" human unexpectedly hired "Longinus" as the escort of the caravan. Did he really trust the enemy that much? Or did he trust Wolfgang?
Credit that is not friendly among aliens?
In any case, Margaret couldn't help but feel a little curious about him for the first time.
A arrogant, hateful human? Or a cunning evil mage? Or both?
Margaret can't help but think and explore, but she doesn't know that this will make her step into it and make it difficult to look back.
When the Clark River Valley was in front of her, the female werewolf suddenly felt a trace of indescribable sadness. It was obviously the joy of being free, but it turned into loss and sadness.
If there is a vast and dangerous desert between Krolod and Erathia, then the distance between a Beamon and a human is an unreachable end of the world. Perhaps the separation after a moment will be an eternal farewell in this life.
For the first time, Margaret had such a clear feeling of reluctance towards a strange man. It was so clear that it made her ashamed, and it was so clear that it made her heartbroken.
So, when he gave himself a precious one-star dagger as a parting gift, the female werewolf took off the wolf fang pendant hanging around her neck and stuffed it into the other person's hand without thinking. Maybe humans
The man didn't understand that those small fangs were actually the baby teeth that Margaret had replaced, and this gesture was the most sincere expression of love from a Behemoth woman in Crowroad.
Of flesh and blood, teeth are the strongest; my love for you will never change.
Behemoth women who dare to love and hate have expressed their loyalty and love in this way for generations.
Therefore, when she received the letter with the wolf's fang mark a year later, Margaret immediately decided to rush to Bracada and go to the man who had never faded away from her heart.
And in the following years, Margaret accompanied him from birth to death. On the front line of the Yonville Valley, in the crisis-ridden goblin hinterland, and under the siege of the demon army, the female werewolf just followed him and her own heart.
"What exactly do you want!?"
Sometimes, Margaret would question herself like this. Because the man already had a fiancée and they loved each other. What the female werewolf hated since she was a child was sharing a husband with other women, but now, could she?
Are you willing to fall like this?
However, when Margaret was still confused and hesitant, another human woman had quietly attached herself to his side. After returning from Windsor Castle that day, the female werewolf clearly smelled the strange woman's scent from his body.
The smell and the unique smell after a man and a woman have made love. Therefore, Margaret was almost shocked and couldn't control herself, and even collapsed on the spot.
Later, he confessed everything to his fiancée, which turned the originally harmonious housework into a mess.
At the same time, Margaret became depressed and didn't even want to contact him anymore, as if she felt that the person who had been betrayed was actually herself. However, as days, weeks, and months passed, the female werewolf was finally unable to defeat him.
The love in my heart could not let go of him. So during the night flight of the approaching airship, I asked: "What about me? Where is my yellow rose? Can you not bear it too?"
Is it weakness? Is it compromise? Is it surrender?
Margaret didn't know.
She doesn't want him to betray love, and she also hopes that she can get love.
She really doesn't know.
So, at the banquet, when she heard the man finally say "I don't want to" from behind, Margaret was satisfied, disappointed, trembling, and had too many feelings that were difficult to describe clearly.
In the evening, the Dayun, carrying eighty-five groups of new wolf riders, slowly took off and flew towards Erathia in the northeast with the sunset.
On the ground, Duke Metamoah had already left, and only the three siblings stood side by side, looking at the distant airship with their respective expressions.
"Mary, you..."
Until this moment, Ronnie still didn't understand why his sister suddenly burst into tears at the banquet, and why she suddenly announced that she would stay and not return to Rheinburg. As an older brother, he really cared about Margaret's happiness.
, I hope she can marry a warrior she loves, and Moriarty is undoubtedly the best candidate.
"Brother Ronnie, you don't have to say anything."
Margaret just shook her head, but there were no tears in her red eyes.
No matter what the future holds, at this moment, the female werewolf seems to be satisfied after getting the words "I don't want to" and doesn't want to be obsessed with it anymore. Maybe the knight of the Summer Palace, who is full of force, will never understand in his life.
Women can risk everything for love, and some women will be painful and confused because of the entanglement between love and self. Margaret, on the other hand, wants to make her last effort to retain her original intention.
"Sister, can I follow you and learn shamanic skills?" Turning around, Margaret asked Ekaterina softly.
"Hmph, it seems that you still can't let him go and want to be a 'maid in the inner palace' and stay alone for the rest of your life?" The female war priest did not look at her sister, but looked up at the goblin airship in the sky, which was as small as a bean.
He asked in a cold voice, pointing straight to his heart.
"yes."
Margaret nodded frankly, while Ronnie beside her was shocked.
"Stupid!" Yekaterina then turned her head and snorted disdainfully at her sister: "The way of the God of War is to move forward courageously. Your mentality does not mean that you can't pass the 'divine test', but you can't pass it.
The temple is nothing more than a piece of trash that cannot be used for life. At that time, it will be treated as a 'temple prostitute' who can do anything for others, and can be played with at will!"
"But...sister..."
The words of the war priest seemed like the most ruthless cold wind had blown Margaret to the core, but if she didn't enter the temple, maybe the Duke's father would start arranging her marriage next year, and no one could stop this.
"Do you really love that human being that much?" Looking at her miserable-looking sister, Ekaterina sighed silently and unconsciously raised her hand to touch her swollen face.
"Yes! But I also have my own persistence and don't want to give up just like that!" Margaret nodded without hesitation.
"Then follow me first." After a moment of silence, the female war priest finally said: "I will give you a word, keep it in mind: 'Love God with the same heart as you love people', and you will be able to go further.
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"Yes, thank you sister."
"No need to thank me. However, you have to do me a favor." The female war priest suddenly said again.
"What is it?"
"Help me get a legal suit from that person." Ekaterina said directly.
"This..." She wanted to try to stay away from the other party, but she didn't want the war priestess to ask her for such a thing again. Margaret didn't know how to answer for a while.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's a legitimate transaction, just let him set the price. I don't care if I get slapped, so what do you mind?" The female war priest smiled self-deprecatingly, and at the same time stroked her cheek again: "If it weren't for this,
Suit, maybe after the next 'temple competition', I will be reduced to someone else's crotch toy."
"Sister!" Hearing this sentence, Ronnie and Margaret were shocked at the same time.
"No need to be surprised. The teachings of the God of War are to 'judge all justice by battle'. If I lose, I will naturally let others play with me; ha, but if I win..." After stopping the two people from exclaiming, Yekaterin
Na just smiled coldly and calmly.
As for such disputes within the temple system, even the Grand Duke of Medamoah would find it difficult to intervene. So besides trying to help her sister get the magic suit, Margaret had nothing else to do. (To be completed.
