"You are the king, you are the emperor. You must be calm. You must not be impulsive, panic, or easily believe her lies."
Charlemagne sat alone in his palace, reminding himself over and over again.
Alexa left and didn't come back all night.
Although the armor was still there, she did not restrain Charlemagne's body. Charlemagne could speak freely, move around freely, and do whatever he wanted, but he did not dare to do anything, so he struggled in the palace all night.
.
He thought about killing Alice first, but first he had to weigh his own strength.
He has eight hundred king's guards, but these people cannot hear his voice, and the guards will not obey his orders. Because most of them are Alice's people.
He still has an army and the Golden Lion Legion. Although there are not many Golden Lion Legion left, there are at least two thousand people.
But they were preparing for war on the city wall. If they wanted to hear the order, they could only summon their general into the palace. However, this general was also appointed by Alice.
Of course, he also considered sneaking out of the palace, walking among the soldiers, announcing Alice's treason, and then leading the soldiers to kill the witch.
But the attendants are all members of Alexa and Alice, can he really escape? If he escapes to the military camp, will the soldiers really follow him?
Do the soldiers love him? Does anyone in this country love him?
Alexa didn't come back all night, and Charlemagne struggled alone in the palace all night. By noon, she hadn't come back yet. Could it be that she really couldn't come back?
The armor on her body is still there, proving that she is still alive. If she died, why would Charlemagne kill Alice?
Charlemagne was not the only one who was troubled. Arisanne was defeated, the sand demons were wiped out, and the wind demons were severely damaged. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Counting the chips in hand, there are 10,000 White Tower soldiers, 400 Paladin Legion, 2,000 Golden Lion Legion, and nearly 500 artificial wizards. The capital is really quite a lot.
However, there is a premise for all this, that is, Yalishan has not created a new sand demon. If the Fengsha Combination is formed again, her small force is really not enough.
Now that she had decided to take action, she had to act quickly. Alice decided to assassinate Alishan within two days, but she was still hesitant about whether to inform Mutemar in advance.
She didn't want to cause trouble, but if the operation failed, she wanted a reliable backup.
After careful consideration, Alice told Mutter her idea, but Mutter declined her tactfully.
"I shouldn't get involved in your internal affairs. It will only make things more confusing."
"Do you think this is just an internal matter of the Lion Kingdom? This is the common interest of both countries." Mute's attitude made Yalishan very angry. "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If the kingdom is always in Yalishan's hands,
, you will never try to save the Son of God!"
Mutt looked at Alice with great disappointment: "Are you a threat? I brought the army, killed Joruus, sent the navy, and invited the Paladin Legion. I did what I could for you.
Did everything you do only result in this threat?"
Mute's eyes made Alice a little panicked. She had bet 90% of her chips on the White Tower Kingdom. Once she turned against Mutemar, she would lose the capital to fight with Alishan, and even lose the qualification to survive.
"We may have a little misunderstanding," Alice immediately softened her tone, "I just hope that power will return to the hands of the emperor."
"Whether it's the Emperor or the Queen, we have no right to interfere. Please allow us to focus on the battlefield."
Alice didn't force herself any further. After she left, Marcello, the Chosen Knight who was hiding in the inner room, came out.
"I knew that this group of stupid Lane people only knew how to fight among themselves. A large part of the city wall collapsed and no one has repaired it yet. They don't care about the outcome of the war at all, let alone the life or death of the Son of God."
"What should I do?" Mutemare looked at Marcelo expectantly. This was the only person he could trust.
"Find an opportunity to leave the city and make a deal with Reggie Victor in exchange for the Son of God."
"What do we trade with him?"
"It depends on what he wants. If necessary, we can bet Charlemagne and his royal capital."
"Are you crazy!" As soon as Mutter opened his mouth, Marcelo blocked his mouth.
"Keep your voice down, my friend, do you think your reputation is really that great? Why do you think the Holy Knights came to this hellish place? Do you think the big leader still cares about this war? Of course, he can defeat Reggie Victor.
That's good, but if you lose the chief's only son, he will skin your whole family alive and immerse them in mercury in front of you!"
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A victory made the soldiers revel all night long. Reggie slept until noon and woke up. He walked into the Hades wizard's camp. Saga's shoulders were wrapped with bandages. It looked like he was seriously injured, but his
He was in good spirits and was still writing and drawing on the parchment.
"Are you here to discuss tactics with me again? If you can tell me how to make a chariot, I can also teach you some witchcraft."
"Really?" Reggie was very interested in Saga's conditions. "I really want to learn Batchelor's witchcraft. I have a photographic memory. It's so enviable."
"Don't you want to learn some physical skills? I can teach you how to walk through walls."
"The ability to walk through walls is also very tempting. We will discuss this matter later. I want to know some knowledge about evil spirits, such as the sand demon and wind demon in front of me."
Saga said: "I'm afraid you have to ask more specifically. Let's start from the root cause. I'm afraid I can only say three days and three nights."
"There are hundreds of thousands of sand demons on the battlefield, why are there only a dozen wind demons?"
Saga smiled and said: "There are dozens of times more sand demons than humans in the world, but guess how many wind demons there are?"
Reggie thought for a moment and said, "Less than ten thousand?"
"I can't say you are wrong. To be precise, it should be less than three hundred."
Reggie took a breath and said, "Less than three hundred? How did this race continue?"
"It's not just you, I think the wind demon is also worried about this matter." Saga took out a notebook and handed it to Reggie, "All human knowledge of the wind demon is written here. The number of wind demons is so rare.
, because their bloodline is too fragile."
Saga took out a wind demon's head from a box and placed it in front of Reggie: "What do you think he looks like?"
This is a very challenging topic, and not everyone has the courage to comment on the appearance of a human head.
"This... is a man, with good features and good looks." Reggie made an objective evaluation as much as possible.
"They are indeed handsome," Saga said with a smile. "The wind demons are the closest in appearance to humans. They can intermarry with humans, and they can reproduce normally with humans without using any magic."
Reggie smiled and said: "So, their reproductive power is very strong."
"You are wrong," Saga shook his head. "Once they marry humans, all their descendants will become humans, which means that the bloodline of this wind demon will die out."