He took off his cloak at the door and threw the stack of ball invitations on the desk. Lieutenant General Glens, with a calm expression, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, held his sword in one hand and put his other hand behind his back, and began to look at the outside.
The scenery comes.
Standing on the top floor of the most luxurious Royal Hotel in Foxborough, you can enjoy the excellent scenery of Foxborough, the beautiful sunset on the horizon, the wide and calm Grand Canal, the magnificent imperial palaces, the bustling arena, and the scenery in front of you.
Those most noisy and lively streets, the prosperous imperial capital of Brook, truly deserve the title of "the capital of the entire demon alliance".
But here, it is a completely different world from the battlefield that the lieutenant general is familiar with. The fine parquet wood floor under your feet, the huge golden tasseled curtains beside you, the soft velvet quilt on the bed and the people who want to lie on it.
A charming and delicate body, are these really what I pursue? Dressed in military uniform and with a weathered face, can I really exist harmoniously among these things?
In the period since the end of the war between gods and demons, my experience has been so strange. It can even be said that there is a hand pushing me forward. Could it be said that this is fate..." There was a crisp ringing sound.
Interrupting Lieutenant General Glens' thoughts, he withdrew his gaze from the window, turned around and saw his adjutant and close friend, Brigadier General Shaya.
"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, your friend is here. He is Duke Sweeney Hepburn. He is in the reception room."
"Swiss is here?" Lieutenant General Glens was a little surprised and surprised, and immediately walked to the door, "I'll go see him right away."
"Your Excellency." When passing by Brigadier General Sha Ya, Brigadier General Sha Ya said softly: "About..."
"Huh? About what?" Lieutenant General Glenns stopped and turned to look at Brigadier General Shaya.
Brigadier General Shaya shook his head after a moment of silence, "It's okay, Your Excellency."
Brigadier General Shaya stood by the door and spoke. His expression was so calm at all times, and he always knew what to do at what time. Sometimes it almost made Lieutenant General Glens feel that he was inferior to him at this point. This way
His overly calm personality is really not suitable for being an officer. Fortunately, he was brought into the army by strong hatred, and was brought to him by fate, thus becoming his best partner, not only in wartime, but also in many things in the political situation.
It was Brigadier General Shaya who made all preparations before letting himself deliver the decisive blow, but he himself was unwilling to receive any reward. To this day, others still think that he is just an ordinary adjutant. Regarding this matter,
Lieutenant General Glenns felt a strong sense of guilt... Just now, he probably thought of something again, and when he wanted to say something, he realized that he had not considered it maturely?
"Listen to me, Shaya, don't be too tired. You should relax. This city has any way you can imagine to relax." Lieutenant General Glenns put his hand on the other person's shoulder, "But this suggestion is temporary.
, I have asked my mother to choose a suitable marriage for you last month. I personally hope that the other party will be a princess... You must not let down your future wife!"
"Ah?" Brigadier General Sha Ya was stunned, "Princess? Fiancée?"
"The possibility of success is very high." Lieutenant General Glenns smiled, "I said, you can't be a deserter when it comes to this marriage!"
"It's... hard to say." A look of panic appeared in Brigadier General Shaya's eyes for the first time, "This is different from fighting."
"Try it! Haha." Lieutenant General Glenns smiled cheerfully, patted Brigadier General Shaya on the shoulder, walked out of the room, and came to the reception room at the other end of the suite. "Sweis, good day, I have been
Looking forward to meeting you again!”
"I'm also looking forward to having a chat with Mr. Lieutenant General." Duke Siwes, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and greeted this powerful world friend with a smile. "I feel comfortable coming to Bruck's imperial capital.
Really? I heard that the golden-robed officiant of the Demon Palace awarded you a medal. Congratulations to you. I really wish I was there at that time."
"Except that the parade and celebration were a little noisy, everything was fine." Lieutenant General Glens happily accepted the congratulations from his friends, went to the side personally to take the drinks, and replied enthusiastically, "I originally wanted to visit after the celebration.
You and your aunt didn't expect that there would be a series of invitations that you couldn't refuse, which wasted a lot of time. By the way, mother asked me to bring gifts."
"Thank you so much, Auntie, for your kindness. It was really rude to leave in a hurry last time." Duke Sivis sat down again and spoke politely, trying his best to hide his heavy heart, although this was not a big deal for him.
It was difficult, but seeing the face of Lieutenant General Glenns filled with strong fighting spirit, my mood inevitably became heavier, and the original decision began to waver.
However, the golden-robed officiant had already warned him sternly. After careful consideration, Duke Swice decided to use this opportunity to remind Lieutenant General Glens in a subtle way. Thinking of this, his expression could not help but relax.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Seeing that Duke Swice was a little absent-minded, Lieutenant General Glens was a little confused and asked with concern: "Swiss, have you been hit by anything after leaving the army?
?”
"It's not about me." The smile on Duke Swice's face disappeared and he said bluntly: "It's about you."
"My business?" Lieutenant General Glens was even more confused, thinking that he had accidentally done something rude. "What's wrong with me?"
"It is true that you repelled six attacks by the Sibia army. But Glens, I want to ask you a question." Duke Siwes lowered his voice, "What do you think of your record of defeating the enemy six times?
, what reward should I get?”
"Everything I got today is what I deserve." Lieutenant General Glenns smiled with relief, opened his hands and touched the back of the sofa, "I am very grateful to you, Siwes, if it were not you at that time, I would not
There will be success today.”
If it were another person, the young Lieutenant General Glens would never speak in this tone, but in the Lieutenant General's mind, Siwes is the person most worthy of his trust, just like Brigadier General Shaya who shares life and death.
Same, being humble outside is enough, of course there is no need to be humble anymore in front of close friends... But because of him, Duke Swice had a direct conflict with the golden-robed officiant. His mood has been quite affected, he is frustrated and anxious, and he is no longer what he used to be.
of normalcy.
"Lieutenant General Glens! You are too arrogant!" Duke Swice lowered his voice again, but his tone was extremely stern, "For the results of six victories, receiving three Demon Palace Medals is too much.
You actually dare to accept the demon sword! The consequences of this matter will be very serious and will jeopardize your military career!"
Lieutenant General Glens was a little confused when he saw Duke Swice suddenly speaking to him in such a stern tone. However, based on trust, he did not think about other aspects. He just explained: The demons gave me the sword.
That’s what I hope for in the future…”
"Confused!" Duke Swice interrupted the Lieutenant General, "You should know that the former commander-in-chief of the coalition forces was not able to get the demon sword! You can't afford this reward now!"
"I can't afford it now?" Lieutenant General Glens's face gradually became cautious, "Then what do you think I should do?"
"It's too late to return the demon sword now, and you can't return the title given to you. You can only think of ways to make yourself suffer from a strange disease or something, so that you can't go to the battlefield within a year or two. In the end,
If you are in a good state of mind, please let go." Duke Swice's tone softened, "Listen to me, Glens, you are still so young, and you will have many opportunities to make contributions in the future, but you cannot rush for quick success now. A person in his early twenties will serve as a
Lieutenant General is already a very rare situation, your future will become very difficult, you must know that the officialdom situation is more complicated than anything else..."
"That's enough, stop talking!" Lieutenant General Glenns stood up with a "whoop", "If my reputation was too great, I would just give back my sword and title. Why do I have to pretend to be sick? Why do I have to be mentally depressed?
?I am a general and that will hurt my military career!"
"You can't return the sword and title now." Duke Swice said bitterly, because by returning the sword, the officiant knew that he was causing trouble and his family would be affected. "Glens, I said these words
It’s for your own good…”
The Duke made a mistake in his desperation. He ignored the complex environment that the Lieutenant General had been in during this period. He was no longer the unknown Glens before, even bearing the name of shame, but a hero.
"I said - enough!" Lieutenant General Glens' face became very ugly. Veins appeared on the back of his right hand placed on the back of the sofa, and his white fingers almost pinched the expensive fabric. After a long time
, the lieutenant general spoke with difficulty, "I have been careful in the past few days here, and I have been dealing with all the people. I know they are jealous of me, they hate me... But, I never expected that even
You, even you, who never take power seriously, would have such thoughts."
"You misunderstood……"
"You said I misunderstood, so good, I still regard you as my best friend." Lieutenant General Glenns lowered his eyes to the floor, "I leave my good friend, that is, you, a final
opportunity to explain... Why do you want me to do this? If you are doing it for my own good, why not simply return the sword and title? Explain it to me. If your reasons are enough, I will do what you say...
Explain! Didn’t you explain everything you asked me to do in detail before? Please explain it this time too! Don’t let me suspect you have ulterior motives!”
"I..." The moment Duke Sivis opened his mouth, he remembered the warning of the golden-robed officiant. His face turned pale for a moment, and he could no longer say what he had thought of - he knew that in the position of the golden-robed officiant, he could
It is not an ordinary person who will stay for decades. In any case, he cannot joke with the fate of the entire family. Which one is more important, the hundreds of lives of the family, or the life of Glens? Which one is more important?
Is it worth protecting? Which side is lighter and which side is heavier?
Time is passing slowly, the Duke's face is changing, suspicion and misunderstanding are filling the air, getting thicker and thicker.
"Are you speechless? There are times when your noble Duke, the proud man of heaven, is speechless?" Lieutenant General Glens looked at the Duke who was fighting fiercely in his heart and spoke with indignation, "A demon
It's just a sword, but it can actually make you jealous... No, an outstanding person like you won't care about wearing a sword, you should be worried about the position of the next commander-in-chief of the coalition forces."
The lieutenant general's eyes were very sad, as if he were looking at a dead person, but Duke Swees was in trouble.
"Anyway, I hope you calm down." Sighing in his heart, Duke Swice met the Lieutenant General's gaze and his tone had calmed down, "Promise me to consider my proposal carefully. This is really important to you.
Very important."
"Is this a formal declaration of breakup?" He had concluded in his heart that the Duke had betrayed his friendship. How could Lieutenant General Glens recover in a short time? So he replied sarcastically, "Then, I accept it."
Everyone has dignity, not to mention a proud figure like Duke Svijin. He couldn't stand the repeated contemptuous tone of the other party. He nodded after hearing the words, without explaining anything, turned and walked towards the door.
Walking to the door, Duke Swice stopped, took out a few documents from his arms and placed them on the vase stand next to him. He said calmly: "These are the information I collected some time ago. They may be useful to you.
If you have time, let’s take a look!”
"Thank you." Without any consideration, Lieutenant General Glenns replied expressionlessly, "I won't send it."
The door between the two people slowly closed, and finally closed with a "click". The person inside the door clenched his fists, unable to suppress his excitement; while the person outside the door lowered his head silently, with melancholy eyes.
, and then gradually walked away.
Hearing the retreating footsteps, Lieutenant General Glens stepped forward involuntarily. The moment before he grasped the handle, he put his hand on the door. The sadness tumbling in his heart surged up little by little, and finally became moist.
Eye socket. After a long time, he used trembling fingers to take off the sword given by the demon clan, and held it in front of his eyes with both hands.
The gems on the sword are still bright, the purple light is constantly flowing, and it is extremely beautiful.
"Is my success, my honors, all this wrong? Why do they treat me like this, why even Swice treats me like this... Is this the price of success? This is what I have to pay
"?" Muttering in his mouth, Lieutenant General Glens gently drew out his sword, and the cold sword blade reflected his tear-filled eyes, "If this is the case, then - I will pay the price!"
With a flash of lavender light, the vase holder beside the door had been cut into two pieces, and the last few documents left by Duke Swice were turned into pieces of paper flying in the air... When receiving the sword, Glens
Jiang Jiang would never have thought that when the sword given by the demon clan was unsheathed for the first time, it would be used to cut off the most precious friendship to him.
Hearing the noise, Brigadier General Shaya immediately appeared at the door at the other end of the reception room, but only saw Lieutenant General Glenns holding his face with both hands. He was sunk into the sofa, looking extremely painful - but that was obviously
It's not physical harm.
"Lieutenant General." Brigadier General Sha Ya waved away the other guards who came, closed the door and walked to Lieutenant General Glens, saying softly: "Lieutenant General, you can't throw the demon sword on the ground, pick it up quickly.
.”
Wiping away his tears with rough palms, Lieutenant General Glens picked up the demon sword lying on the carpet and said feebly: "Shaya, you hesitated just now, probably because you wanted to remind me and Siwes
Let’s meet!”
"Yes." Brigadier General Shaya nodded.
"Then why didn't you say it?"
"It's hard to say." Brigadier General Sha Ya helped up the rickety furnishings in the room and replied calmly, "First of all, Duke Swice may not be what I thought, and secondly, I don't want the Lieutenant General to have it before the meeting.
The psychological burden... Although I don’t know the details, I still hope that the meeting will have a good outcome."
"There will be no good results...never." Lieutenant General Glenns smiled bitterly and leaned his head on the sofa. "Swiss and I have completely broken up."
"I can see it." Brigadier General Shaya was chasing small pieces of paper on the ground.
"Saya, will you break up with me one day?" Lieutenant General Glenns suddenly said, "Just like Swice?"
"If you continue to be stupid, I think I will." Brigadier General Sha Ya still had a calm expression, just like the first time he met Glens in a drunken state.
"I..." Lieutenant General Glens curled up on the sofa and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "I can't."
"Well." Brigadier General Sha Ya finally finished grabbing the pieces of paper and straightened up, "I'll go glue these things together."
"I will throw it away even if it is glued!" Lieutenant General Glenns yelled angrily, "I will not look at what this person gave me!" (To be continued)