"Click!" The thick solid wood door with complicated patterns carved on it was pushed open from the outside, as lightly as pushing open two pieces of paper.
A thin woman wearing a gorgeous robe stood at the door, her big beautiful eyes staring at the man sitting behind the desk in the room.
Chris touched the tip of his nose with a wry smile on his face: "Since you're here, come in and sit down."
Princess Vivian, who was standing at the door, didn't hesitate and walked into Chris' office.
Since marrying Chris, she has always shown a virtuous and kind side, and even changed most of her habit of chattering.
But today, she stood in front of Chris like this, with a bit of Capeluna's heroic appearance. This reminded Chris that the beautiful girl standing in front of him was once a member of the Airland Hill Air Force.
A ruthless person used as an imaginary enemy.
"I want to go to the devil world." Vivian did not beat around the bush. She stood in front of Chris's desk and said in a stubborn tone: "I must go!"
"This won't work!" Chris shook his head and rejected his imperial concubine's request: "I can promise you other things, but I will definitely not agree to this kind of thing."
"Lonzadele died to seal the magic eye... I will be the first to enter the demon world, so I will be much better off." Vivian seemed not to hear Chris's objection and continued to talk to herself.
"It's very dangerous there! We don't know anything, so I'm not going to let a princess take this risk!" Chris refused again.
He now has tens of millions of troops, tens of thousands of tanks, and tens of thousands of aircraft of various types. Under such circumstances, he still lets his beloved woman go out to take risks. Isn't this mental illness?
Although I don't know what the situation is on the demon side, it is the safest way to send soldiers over to investigate, then report back the investigation results, and finally carry out a thunder strike.
"But, don't you consider my feelings?" Vivian stared at Chris and asked: "You know that Ronsardele raised me and taught me magic... and now he is dead, for the devil
And die...can't I do something for him?"
"You can help him worship and clean his tomb. I can accompany you to Garenok in Greken to see his statue. I am even willing to make him a hero that the people of Ellandhill admire!"
Chris said: "But I can't let you take risks!"
"I won't take risks! I just want to be the first to go to the Demon Realm and be the first to sound the clarion call to counterattack the Demon Realm... Isn't this also possible?" Vivian begged weakly.
"Of course not! Vivian! Don't force me!" Chris looked at Vivian's eyes, avoided her gaze in a panic, and said firmly.
"Members of the royal family are the first to enter the demon world and sound the horn of counterattack! This is also a very glorious thing, right?" Vivian continued to say to Chris.
Anyway, she had made up her mind to go to the Demon Realm, and be the first to go to the Demon Realm. No matter what Chris thought, she wanted to fulfill Ronsardele's last wish.
Sometimes people are such stubborn animals. They ignore the feelings of the living and just pursue a clear conscience towards the dead.
This is emotion, human emotion, an elusive thing that cannot be explained. It can be so unreasonable sometimes, but it really maintains the inexplicable relationship between people.
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"You know I don't pursue these at all! I just hope that you are all safe!" Chris said: "I don't often go to the front line to fight in person, but the lovely Lancier is still invincible!"
"But, I want to go!" Vivian emphasized: "You should let me go! If you still love me... If you don't want to see Vivian sink like this!"
"Dear...can't you understand my feelings?" Chris reached out and held Vivian's slightly thin shoulders: "You know how much I care about you!"
"Dear...please understand how I feel! If I am not the first to enter the demon world, I will not feel at ease for the rest of my life!" Vivian raised her head and stared at Chris.
Chris was in a state of confusion. He knew he shouldn't let Vivian take risks, but he still couldn't bear to look at Vivian's haggard eyes.
Vivian has been depressed since the day Ronsardele died. It had been a long time since she smiled, and Chris certainly knew it.
If there is a way for Vivian to relieve her own knot, then Chris is very willing to let Vivian try it.
However, for this kind of thing, Chris is unwilling to go to the Demon Realm. It can be anyone. Chris doesn't even object to the Dragon King going first, but Vivian can't!
The guards at the door heard the conversation inside, and one by one they pretended not to have their ears brought. They turned their heads in other directions, as if the conversation inside the room had nothing to do with them.
Luther stood outside the door, listening to the conversation between Chris and Vivian, not knowing what to do.
He just stood there without even closing the door. There was no need to hide this kind of thing, because it was an honor for the royal family!
The members of the royal family are prepared to take the lead and step forward to be the first to enter the demon world regardless of His Majesty the Emperor's objections. This is something worthy of bragging no matter what.
Therefore, Luther did not even interfere with the development of the matter and allowed it to continue. He even had a plan to publicize the imperial concubine's request for a fight, intentionally or unintentionally, of course, if His Majesty did not object.
Chris continued to shake his head and said: "Let your super god puppet go! If not, you can also let my super god puppet go with you! Only, you can't! No! No matter what you say!"
"Please!" Vivian didn't say anything else, she just spoke softly and in a pleading tone.
"Don't force me! Vivian! You know that once I make a decision, I won't change it!" Chris insisted on his principles.
"Please!" Vivian continued to stare at Chris and continued to plead in the same tone as before.
Chris was very panicked. He didn't know how to deal with this situation. Although he already had three wives, he rarely had such conversations with women, so he had no experience in dealing with the situation at hand.
When Vivian said begging you for the third time, Chris ran away. He bypassed Vivian and rushed out. Even Luther didn't react and saw his Emperor in a panic.
He rushed out unbearably, and Princess Vivian followed closely behind.
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In the central building of Garenok Floating City, Grecken's battle hall, a man in armor returned the sharp long sword to the scabbard hanging on his waist.
Then, this gray-haired but not old man stood up and said coldly to the dozens of generals standing in front of him: "Get out of the way!"
"General! You can't go!" The generals in front of him said in unison, urging them all: "You are the supreme commander of Grecken, how can you come to the battle formation in person?"
"I have a reason to go!" The general pressed the long sword on his waist with no expression on his face: "I have to go!... Get out of the way!"
"Lord Saphiral! It's too dangerous..." the generals standing in front of him continued to persuade.
Sapphiral did not give in, but continued to take a step forward: "I have worked with Lord Longzadelai for many years! This is the only thing I can do for him now! I want to counterattack the demon world for him! So...
…Get out of the way!”
"Let him go!" The old man on crutches appeared behind everyone, and Alves, who succeeded Ronsardele as the chief magician of Grecken, ordered in an old voice.
All the generals turned around and unconsciously made way for a passage. Sapphiral walked up to Alves and bowed slightly: "Sir! I have been fighting for thousands of years up to Grecken. Please allow me to be selfish for once.
Keep this honor for myself!"
"Go! Child!" Alves stretched out his hand and patted Saphiral on the shoulder: "What matters is not the glory, but your heart...Greken's glory will always be there."
"Greken's glory will always be with you!" Sapphiral, with tears in his eyes, nodded slightly again, and then walked out of the hall without looking back.
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Under the huge Tree of Life in the main elf city of Selkes, a graceful figure was kneeling on a thick tree root, praying devoutly.
Behind this figure, Farai and other elven ministers stood quietly, and no one made any sound.
After kneeling and prostrate, the Elf Queen stood up and turned around, revealing her world-famous face. Overlooking everyone, she said slowly in a solemn voice: "I will follow the instructions of the Tree of Life and serve as the Elf Moon Goddess."
A clan, repay the debt that should have been repaid long ago!"
"I will not back down..." She walked down the winding tree roots step by step: "This is my destiny!"
"Long live the Queen!" Farai was the first to kneel down on one knee and put his forehead on his knees: "I am willing to follow the Queen and go to the devil world!"
"Long live the Queen! We are willing to follow Your Majesty to the Demon Realm!" Everyone knelt down on one knee, buried their heads, and shouted firmly.
"No need..." Andrea said softly: "You don't need to follow me anymore. I am no longer a queen... Andrea is just a warrior of the elves, nothing more!"
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Many people in this world have reasons why they must go to the devil world. Many people have their own blood debts to collect, and some have their own sin debts to repay.
