Hearing the sound of the door opening, the little demon princess raised her head and showed a shallow smile to the approaching crow. Compared with the first day of her marriage, Aine Isabant's expression at this time seemed demure and peaceful.
Xiang, in her calm eyes, the agility of the past has not completely disappeared. It has to be said that this expression can best set off her pure appearance.
The dining car stopped at the edge of the fence. The expressionless crow opened the tablecloth, then turned around and sat on the stone bench. He didn't even look at the little demon princess who was so close, as if he was facing him.
It's just a ball of air.
The crow's diet has always been extremely simple, and the menu remains unchanged for thousands of years. So if this dear friend is to prepare food for others, then there is no need to think of anything else in the dining car except water and bread.
However, the little princess is also the "guest guest" of the demon clan, and the minimum ostentation is unavoidable, so no matter what the type of food is, the dining car must be equipped with a complete set of tableware - there are always no less than twenty pieces of exquisitely crafted knives and forks, sharp
Pointing firmly at the basket of bread and the pot of water felt like killing a chicken with a knife. If the bread and water had spirituality, they would probably be trembling at this time.
"I meet you every day, but until now, I still feel very unfamiliar with you." Her Highness Aini's white hands passed through the fence, gently picked up the kettle and poured herself a glass of water, and said softly: "Because I am not worthy.
Is this the person you want to confide in?"
Don’t think that Aine Isabante had this kind of character from the beginning. Over the past month, there have been countless wonderful scenes that took place in Wangyou Pavilion. Generally speaking, the little princess always wanted to change this man’s attitude towards her.
But all the methods he tried failed to achieve what he wanted. Over time, His Highness Aini finally understood that the crow only served food and did not serve him. It had nothing to do with him whether he ate or not.
If you lose your temper with him like you did with Cohen, the indifference in his eyes will turn into harshness without any hindrance... Although Cohen Keda is crazy now, he still has time to remember that he is an emperor, but Crow, he is
In many ways, he is a cold-blooded animal without any scruples, so His Highness Aini cannot use self-humiliating tactics.
"Besides communication, another purpose of speaking is to express attitude." Crow replied coldly: "You must already know my attitude, and there is nothing to communicate between you and me."
"Of course there was nothing worth communicating between us before, but who can guarantee what will happen in the next moment?" Her Highness Aini picked up the crystal clear water glass. The large water glass covered half of her face, and the two were large.
His bright eyes blinked playfully at the crow, his long and curly eyelashes trembling slightly.
Her focused eyes were fixed on Crow's face and never moved again. With such eyes and such identity, even gods and demons, not to mention mortals, would find it difficult to resist!
However, Her Highness Aini was still disappointed this time, because under her charm, Crow had no expression on his face, not even a trace of disgust... Even if he was cold-blooded, he should still make some meaningless noises.
Can you deal with the voice? She didn't believe that Cohen Keda really only arranged for him to be responsible for his own diet, and did not grant him other purposes.
"According to rumors, Your Excellency is a man of few words, but I think there is no reason for Your Excellency's silence." Putting down the water glass, Your Highness Aini used her little fingers to tuck the hair behind her ears. She knew that in this
In the right position, the gems on your earrings can shine with an intoxicating light: "Your Excellency is very imposing, and it doesn't seem that you are discouraged. So what is the reason for your silence? It is because you are worried that your affairs will be disclosed.
Do some people know?"
The crow remained as if he had just sat down and did not react at all.
"There is no harm in talking to me more. It is relaxing for you, and it relieves loneliness for me. I am imprisoned here by Cohen and cannot leak the topic to anyone, so this should be very safe." The little princess.
Putting down his hand, he said softly: "Unless you don't want...the only person I can see besides you to know these words, but it doesn't matter. At this time, he will not believe the nonsense of a prisoner."
Talk nonsense!"
"The meal time is over, dinner is over." Crow stood up, pulled the dining cart and walked out.
Her Highness Aini was not surprised at all. In fact, this was a fixed process for crows to deliver meals. But she was not prepared to waste such an opportunity. After all, she had been preparing for more than a month. Her Highness Aini sat quietly in her seat.
Looking at the crow with a strange look, there was pity and contempt in it.
It is dangerous for anyone to show such a look in front of Crow, even if she is a little demon princess, even if she is just looking at Crow's back with such a look!
"What are you looking at?" Although Crow did not turn around, his tone was irreversibly closer to the coldness.
"The walking dead." Her Highness Aini replied calmly, with even a hint of joking in her tone.
Although she knew that such words and deeds would trigger a harsh response from Crow, she already had it in mind - because she knew that this expressionless man actually had a weakness, and it was a fatal weakness! That was the reason why she was determined to marry Sibia.
The real reason was something she thought was more fun than demonizing Emperor Sbia himself, something that would allow the Dark Lord to allow her to do whatever she wanted.
"Interesting." Crow flicked his fingers, and the dining car slid toward the door. A voice as hard as black iron sounded: "You have been preparing for this moment for a month, but when you actually take action, you don't even have anything useful?"
"How much you prepare and how much you use depends on the target, doesn't it?" Her Highness Aini's voice was very soft: "For some people, no matter how much you prepare, it may not be useful. But for you, I only need to say
Just one thing happened."
"I've always been tolerant towards women." Crow still didn't turn around: "Just saying one thing won't do anything to me, you should prepare something else."
"It doesn't bother you to care, but this is actually enough." Your Highness Aini smiled at Crow's back: "In this world, you only have one friend, if he can still be called a friend... Of course
Well, his character is not the focus of our conversation. The key is that from his point of view, you are not his only friend. At least at a certain period, there is another person who is more important. This person, believe me not
Say, you should also know who it is."
"I have always been tolerant of women, but I don't want to listen to women's nagging." Crow said, "There is not much time before I turn around."
"If you let Cohen Keda know that the two most important friends in his life have met and even something happened, what do you think Cohen Keda will think?" Her Highness Aini's soft voice paused, and after a moment
It sounded again: "What will you do again?"
"It doesn't matter what he thinks or what he does." Crow slowly turned around, and in a flash, he was already in front of the little demon princess. Stern murderous intent emanated from his eyes: "What matters is what I think and what I do.
.”
"First of all, you must make sure that you can kill me. I kindly remind you that demons are immortal." Her Highness Aini showed the softest tone in her life, coupled with the most cunning eyes: "Secondly, you must also ensure that you can kill me."
I can never see Cohen Kedar again, otherwise, new clues will be revealed about the most untouchable past in his heart."
"The methods of provoking relationships between gods and demons are exactly the same. Are you so sure that others will believe your words?" Surprisingly, Crow did not take action immediately, and instead his eyes full of murderous intent flashed: "Cohen Keda does not seem to believe in rumors.
people."
"If what I'm telling you is a rumor, shouldn't you say the second half of your sentence first? Are you so flustered that you forget to organize the order of your words? This is really rare!" The little demon princess seemed like
While teasing a long-time friend, he always had a smile on his face, because the crow's response had clearly revealed the weakness in his heart.
"For the Dark Demon Clan, there are no secrets in this world, not even the affairs of the Light God Clan, let alone the affairs of the Temple of Light that they think are secret. As for the matter between you and Fichet Shamei?
, I’m afraid there’s no need to even fabricate it. As long as I’m willing to say it, Cohen Keda will naturally find a way to prove it...but that’s definitely not what you want to see.”
"This doesn't seem to be good for you." Now that the other party has revealed his cards, Crow did not discuss the "authenticity" of the matter and went straight to the topic: "What do you want from me?"
"Don't worry, I don't even know what I want, so let me think about it for you first!"
The little princess of the demon clan is much shorter than the crow. Because the distance between the two is very close, she has to raise her head to look at the crow's face. Therefore, although the two people are not actually in physical contact, the scene looks very ambiguous.
: "First, you can't silence me; second, you can't rest assured to keep me here, because I meet with Cohen Keda every day. If the secret is accidentally leaked, it will be terrible."
"Just say what you want." Crow interrupted her: "I'm not patient enough."
"It's not that you don't have enough patience, but your heart can't stand the torture, right? Don't worry, I don't want to do this either, because..." The little princess pointed her finger on Crow's left chest and drew an outline along the skin, revealing something ambiguous.
My original intention: "To me, your heart is also a place full of mystery."
"If you said so many words and just wanted to draw circles on my chest with your fingers without getting slapped, you have already done it." Listening to what the little princess said, the crow's eyes gradually calmed down: "The last chance, you really
What do you want?"
"I am just a demon imprisoned in a deep palace now, what can I ask for from others? Yes, or I can really ask for something from others, but will you really give it to me? No,
You won't give me what I want." Her Royal Highness the little princess kept a faint smile, and her eyes that looked away even contained some imprisoned sorrow: "You are a cold-blooded killer, you won't do anything for me.
Anything, even if I have a secret that threatens you."
Wu Yao glanced at her indifferently, then flashed out of the cage, and Shi Shiran pushed the dining cart out of the door - his thinking mode was very straightforward, since he couldn't kill her now, he couldn't kill her either, and
She doesn't say what she wants from her, so the conversation ends here.
Quietly watching the crow go out, Aine Isabante couldn't help showing a bit of pride in her eyes. Today's events are just the beginning. The crow, the person Emperor Sibia relies on most, will never escape from herself.
palm of my hand!
Cohen Keda's contempt and offense to the dark demons will one day make him pay the heaviest price... Since the experience of his last close friend has not made him understand the methods of the superior, then this close friend will definitely make him
He wakes up! Besides, Crow and Cohen Keda, are they really close friends?
Due to various reasons before, the crow is hiding its own secrets. Cohen Keda can't break through this situation despite his eyes. If something interesting is put between these two people, what will happen next?
It's going to be really fun...
Her Highness Aini confidently looked at her hands, with delicate skin, slender fingers, and smooth nails, her eyes full of pride... That's right! These are a pair of hands of fate, one that is about to stir up the core of Sbia's power.
The hand of fate!
After completing the errand of delivering food, Crow checked the defenses of the two exits before walking onto the ground. In the distance, he heard Cohen's scolding in the garden, and the coldness on his face could not help but deepen.
I walked away without thinking.
Several years of living together day and night, although the character of Wu Wu has not changed significantly, it has given him more things to care about and cherish. For example, Qin Lun, such as Dicheng - people like Wu Wu will never
He admits that the word "like" is in his dictionary, but this does not mean that he really has no nostalgia in his heart. Everything in the world is most afraid of comparison. The people around him and the land he lives in are obviously more important than other things.
kind.
Arriving at the edge of the garden, Crow first saw a frequent visitor to the Sibia royal family, the new leader of the vampire clan who was given the title of "Night Spirit" by Cohen. The difference from before was that this elder of Cohen was sitting in the shade of the tree.
Next, there was a hint of helplessness and a hint of relief in his expression - his daughter, the quirky Miss Wisard, was standing beside him, uncharacteristically comforting her father.
"...Now that the whole matter has been handed over to Cohen, why are you still asking? We can't live without this legendary thing? Doesn't this cause confusion to Cohen?" Seeing the crow appear, he spoke with a threatening voice.
Sha hid beside her father and made a face with her tongue stuck out at him.
In the eyes of others, the former leader of the foreign race could not control himself and showed such a demeanor near the emperor. This was definitely something worthy of concern or inquiry, but the crow passed by as if it were unnoticed. When he saw the crow coming, he guarded the people near the garden intersection.
Wei quickly stepped aside. This "chief" who always wore armor was responsible for protecting the core of the palace. His status was not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Cohen was sitting at a stone table at the edge of the garden. There were about a dozen priests standing on the left and right sides. They were the lackeys sent by the two palaces to supervise the withdrawal of Sibia. Standing in front of Cohen were two rows of Sibia generals. Look.
Military ranks are all at the level of corps chief officer.
Having lived in the palace for a long time, Crow is naturally aware of all the troubles in Sibia. One look at the formation and he knew that there was a problem with the withdrawal. The supervising priest came to complain to the generals. However, managing the empire is not Crow's specialty.
The techniques he was good at couldn't help Cohen at all, so he could only stand aside and watch Cohen do what he did.
"...Your Majesty, the obstacles encountered in disarmament are not just those we just mentioned. We can find ways to avoid the troubles that conflict with the imperial provisions, but some human factors..." The man who bowed and spoke
He is an elderly priest, with two three-finger-wide gold ribbons embroidered on the front of his dark black robe. His identity is at least a high priest in the Demonic Empire.
"That's it?" Cohen replied lightly, playing with a bright dagger in his hand.
"We can't avoid man-made non-cooperation and inaction." At this point, the Demon Temple priest glanced at the generals beside him, and the Sibia officers all raised their necks and glared at him: "
But we couldn't quarrel with these generals, so we had no choice but to come and ask His Majesty for justice."
"Justice? Justice lies in the heart!" Cohen gave a rare smile: "These generals, what have they done?"
"Reporting to His Majesty the Emperor, the time limit for disarmament has come, but the legions to which your generals belong..." A temple priest wearing a white robe stepped forward and said, "But your generals have made many excuses, and the legions under your command have not been reduced. We are waiting for you.
We have no choice but to ask His Majesty to make a decision."
"What does this have to do with me? You two and a few princes are responsible for the disarmament of Sibia. How to reduce it and how much it will be reduced have not passed through my hands at all." Cohen said in a matter-of-fact tone: "Now if there is trouble, just
You came to see me, am I working part-time for your family?"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. We are just following orders. As for the order, that is not something we can explain. And these generals belong to the Sibia royal family, and neither we nor the princes have the right to command..." Demon Palace
The old priest acted very calmly and did not follow Cohen's lead: "However, disarmament is a major matter. If it cannot be completed on time, I am afraid it will cause criticism!"
"Criticism? I'm so scared..." With a cold snort, the emperor finally raised his eyes and looked at the Demon Temple Priest: "But I'm more afraid of intervening in the disarmament. The superiors are watching. I won't be able to eat and will have to walk around."
.”
"Your Majesty, don't worry. We still have a tacit understanding about asking your Majesty to come forward. We will not embarrass your Majesty." Every time the priest of the Demon Temple said a word, the wrinkles on his face changed accordingly, which seemed to mean that the world has changed a lot: "Please
Your Majesty comes to your aid."
"Empty words." What Cohen wants is for the priests of the two temples to ask him to take action.
"This..." The priests looked at each other, and finally someone came forward and said, "We are willing to write the text."
"Prepare the pen and ink." Cohen put down the dagger in his hand and began to blackmail: "What benefits can I gain from helping you handle this matter?"
The priests of the two temples were embarrassed by these legion chiefs, so they had no choice but to come to Cohen. They knew that it would not be smooth sailing, and they were prepared to be blackmailed.
But giving benefits to others would eventually hurt, so he negotiated hard and finally persuaded Cohen.
At the same time, the two palaces respectfully requested Emperor Sibia to come forward to coordinate disarmament matters. With this official document in hand, Cohen could not be considered as "interfering without authorization" in disarmament. After everything was done, the priests all had great expectations.
With the mentality that the matter was settled, he stared at the generals not far away, waiting for Emperor Sibia to show his power.
"Procrastination." His Majesty Cohen did not ask the reason at all. He just said in a voice just enough for everyone to hear: "Who took the lead?"
The generals stood very standard. When the emperor spoke, the expressions on their faces became awkward and even a little panicked, but no one responded.
"Take the lead." Cohen's voice rose slightly: "Step forward."
All the generals took a step forward in order, but one or two were a little slow in taking action, looking a little ashamed.
"Okay, you think the law does not punish everyone, don't you?" The generals' behavior of advancing and retreating together obviously made Cohen dissatisfied. He stood up and walked to the generals: "You don't listen to the words of the priests of the two temples, and you don't listen to the words of the princes.
Listen, you won’t even listen to what I say.”
"Return to Your Majesty, how dare you not listen to His Majesty's words." Someone whispered: "It's just that we don't understand the details of disarmament..."
"Want to figure it out now? It's too late!" Cohen's face turned cold: "Instructions - the commanders of the Fifth Regiment of the Guards and the Seventh Regiment of the Northern Theater Command will enter the Royal Military Academy for etiquette lessons, and officers at all levels under their command will enter the corresponding academies for etiquette lessons until disarmament.
complete!"
"Your Majesty!" A general defended with a sad face: "It's okay for us to be unlucky, but it's none of the business of the people below..."
"This means that when one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. To put it simply, it means sitting together." Cohen explained kindly: "Go back, pack your things, and report to the Royal Military Academy immediately!"
"Your Majesty." The Demon Temple priest behind him hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The Royal Military Academy in the Holy City is also on the list of disarmament."
"Is there a cut from the Royal Academy?" Cohen turned his head sharply, his cold eyes piercing directly into the face of the priest of the Demon Temple: "Whose idea is it?"
"This..." The old priest did not dare to look at Cohen, lowered his head and said, "I don't know."
The following temple priests were pleased with themselves, because it was the Demon Temple priests who proposed the reduction of the Royal Military Academy. Feeling the destruction of the Demon Alliance by the Sibia army, the priests unanimously believed that the highest military academy in Sibia could no longer exist.
Go down. But that was the academy founded by Cohen Keda. How could it be destroyed so easily? Now that Cohen yelled at it, he really didn’t dare to admit it.
"Order - the Royal Military Academy and its branches, as well as the various service academies, will immediately move to the vicinity of Daicheng." Cohen's cold tone floated in the garden: "I have placed all these academies near Daicheng to facilitate your layoffs.
, if you have the guts, cut it for me to see."
Even with the will of their superiors, the priests couldn't help but shudder, including the temple priests.
"Now, you can get out." Emperor Sibia ordered the two priests to be kicked out, and then looked at the generals who were snickering: "The same goes for you!"
Everyone rolled and crawled back, and the garden suddenly became quiet. (To be continued)