Alice quietly climbed up from the bed, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and was in a daze for a while, then picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them back on her body one by one.
Conrad slowly opened his eyes, looked at Alice, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Alice was startled and turned around and said: "I want to go to my castle. There is a ceremony to be held tonight."
"You don't have to go," Conrad said with a smile, "You can't expect to have such good luck every time."
Conrad's words stunned Alice for a long time: "I don't understand what you mean."
"Don't you really understand?" Conrad picked up the wine beside the bed and took a sip. "On the second day after you destroyed the musket, Reggie Victor was seriously injured. Do you think
Is all this really related to your witchcraft?"
Alice said in surprise: "But what you said in front of His Majesty is..."
"That's to help you, I deliberately put the two things on the same day," Conrad put down the wine glass and sighed, "I actually lied to Your Majesty for you. It seems that I really care about you too much.
"
Alice looked at Conrad in astonishment, shook her head and said: "I think you have some misunderstandings. Witchcraft needs time to exert its power. Reggie Victor fell under my witchcraft the day before yesterday, and the next day, the witchcraft
The technique really works..."
"Stop talking about your witchcraft," Conrad interrupted Alice impatiently, "If you tell the same lie a few times, you may be able to deceive others, but can you still deceive yourself? Reggie
Victor wanted to use gunpowder to propel his bomb, which was the same method as his musket, but the bomb exploded in front of him. This was the real reason for his injury, and it had nothing to do with your so-called witchcraft!"
Conrad had known everything for a long time. He had tampered with the spies' information, and he had also figured out the basic principles of muskets. He was asking alchemists to secretly make a batch of muskets using black powder as propellant.
With this powerful weapon, he dared to let his nephew take over the army.
"I think... your misunderstanding is too deep." Alice put on her robe and put on her hood, and was about to leave Conrad's residence when she heard Conrad say: "Good girl, I like you.
I also like your special methods. As long as I am not tired of you, I can guarantee your safety.
You are living in this world, but I want to give you a piece of advice. You are a bit too greedy. An ordinary person does not know how much it costs to get the status of a viscount. You have bought it all with lies. Only those who know how to be content can live.
It will take longer, I think you should understand this truth."
…
Against the cold evening wind, Alice walked on the road to the castle, tears rolling down her cheeks in succession, as if a knife was cutting her face.
"You bought all this with lies." This sentence is the most vicious curse in the world, and it lingers in Alice's ears repeatedly.
"This shameless old villain, he got everything he wanted from me. He used my merits to recommend his nephew. Now he thinks I have lost my value, so he uses such vicious words to humiliate me!" Ally!
Si bit her lip and blood mixed with tears fell from the corner of her mouth.
I deserve everything today, and I will get more.
Mark my words, damn old scoundrel, and I will make you kneel before me and beg for my forgiveness!
…
Narses was using a special method to train the soldiers. First, he exposed the soldiers to the scorching sun for several afternoons, and then did not give them food at night. According to Narses, this was to make the soldiers
At the beginning of a rebirth, if you want to change from a princess to a lion, you must go through such suffering.
His training methods aroused the dissatisfaction of the soldiers. It was not that the soldiers could not endure hardship. They were exposed to wind and sun on the battlefield and suffered from starvation. It was just that they felt that they had been insulted. They obviously did not do anything wrong, but they accepted
Such a meaningless punishment.
In the next few days, Narses began to get more serious, and he asked the warriors to fight with edged weapons.
Infantry combat is easy to say. These soldiers have all fought and know how to control the situation.
But the life of the cavalry was not so easy. When two war horses clashed with lances, no one knew what the result of the shot would be.
The cavalry of the Benlang Kingdom liked this kind of game very much. On the first day of training, more than forty soldiers died in their hands, but even so, Narses still did not stop this ridiculous training.
"Your Majesty, this is the baptism of blood and fire. It is the training that a qualified warrior must undergo."
Narses' approach was approved by Charlemagne, and he often went to the camp to watch the soldiers fight, just like watching performances in the arena.
Ivan Dona raised another objection: "Your Majesty, they are all soldiers who have fought in the war. They have seen blood. There is no need for them to risk their lives again."
"They must learn to take risks," Narses looked at Ivan with disdain. "Without the courage of a lion, there is no determination to subdue the beast. These soldiers will soon become as brave and fearless as the Golden Lion Army!"
Ivan still wanted to argue, but Charlemagne turned his attention to his father: "Is the food collection going smoothly?"
Spindu said: "I have conveyed His Majesty's order to the lords everywhere, and they are actively raising food."
"I want to see the grain. How long will it take you to understand me?"
"I'll go to Drawsha City tomorrow."
"Why not today?"
"I'll leave immediately."
"Take your son with you!" Charlemagne looked at Ivan with a look of disgust, "Let him do what he can."
Leaving Zhilin City was a relief for Spindu and his son, at least they didn't have to live in fear every day.
For Gnar, it was a rare comfort to not have two gesticulating idiots in front of him. This gave him the opportunity to notice other things, and he discovered that Alice often appeared in the military camp.
"Your Majesty, why is that witch still here? I think we don't need her anymore."
Charlemagne smiled and said: "She is still fighting Reggie Victor, but her fighting method is a little different from yours."
"I really want to see how she fights." Narr looked at Alice's figure with disdain. His arrogance made Charlemagne somewhat displeased.
"She may be a little prejudiced against you, and you may be a little disgusted with her, but these are not important." Charlemagne stood up. He was tired of watching the soldiers' duels. "What is important is that you should all do your own things."
.”
Charlemagne left, and Narr respectfully sent the king out of the military camp. When he returned to the camp, he saw Alice still standing in the distance. She took off her hood with a provocative smile on her face.
Nall called the guards and said angrily: "How did she get into the military camp? Why didn't you stop her outside?"
The guard stammered in reply: "General, the soldiers are all afraid of her, worried that she will use a curse on us."
"A bunch of idiots! You are afraid of a witch, aren't you afraid of the laws of the military camp? Get her away now!"
Before the guards came forward, Alice had disappeared without a trace. After the training, an angry Gnar broke into the Flower Castle alone. He didn't want to make the matter a big deal, but he couldn't stand Alice's provocation.
When he came to the hall, under the misty candlelight, he saw a strange scene.
This seems to be some kind of witchcraft ritual, or some kind of song and dance performance. A group of beautiful witches dressed in gauze danced seductively under the dim yellow candlelight.
Nal came from a famous family, and he has never lacked women by his side, but this was the first time he saw such a seductive scene. When the dance ended, Alice suddenly appeared behind him and asked in a slightly strange voice
: "Lord Commander, what can I do for you?"
She was obviously speaking alone, so why were the voices of many people echoing in her ears? Nal took a step back nervously, but Alice's eyes made him unable to bear to step back further.
"Don't be afraid, my lord, drink a glass of wine first, and then we can have a good chat."
Alice handed over the wine glass, but of course Null didn't dare to drink her wine. She was a witch, and who knew what kind of ingredients there would be in her wine.
Alice understood what Null was thinking. She drank the wine in the glass, leaving only a small sip for Null. If he didn't dare to take even this small sip, the majestic commander of the kingdom seemed a little too cowardly.
Gnar picked up the cup and drank the wine. It was just pure wine, with no weird taste.
The singing started again, and the witches started their dance again. After a few minutes, Nar felt an unbearable heat all over his body.
Alice held Nal's hand, and the warmth in her hand told Nal that he didn't need to be patient or endure anything.
Nall licked his lips and asked, "Is there any more wine?"
Alice smiled and said: "Yes, but not here."
Gnar followed Alice into the bedroom. On this night, he would have everything that belonged here.