alien army

Chapter 418
In the afternoon, Jacques appeared on Beamon Avenue and walked towards Cangyuan Hotel.

Beamon Avenue is the most important street in the orc capital, the same age as the orc empire.Every time he walks on this ancient street, the young prince can't help feeling his blood boil.

Behemoth is the legendary guardian beast of the orc clan, and it is said that it is an existence that can rival the giant dragon.Although they do not have the flying ability of giant dragons, but with their huge bodies tens of meters high and sharp giant claws several meters long, they possess the supernatural power that can destroy all living things and become the well-deserved kings on the earth.And the thick golden fur on their bodies is a natural magic defense cover, and most magic is just like tickling for them.That's why there is a saying in the legend that "even the strongest dragons have to maintain enough humility when facing the weakest behemoth".Because once they turned their faces, the Dragon Clan would not be able to please Beamon in front of them.

Because of the existence of Beamon, the orc clan once created an extremely glorious history.Jacques, like any orc, knew too little about this history.It was born along with the appearance of the Behemoth Behemoth, and with the disappearance of Beamon, it was covered in the depths of the years, leaving only a scale and a half of claws for future generations to remember.

Most of the buildings on both sides of the street are made of unpolished rocks and giant trees from virgin forests.The blue moss covering the building has withered and flourished in the long years, and it has been bathed in wind and rain, witnessing the decline of the orcs.

Jacques believed that humans didn't have much interest in the land where the orcs lived. Even if they really occupied the capital of the orc empire, they would dismiss these buildings.Of course, the butcher who led tens of thousands of cavalry across the empire, burning, killing, looting, and killing people in the wild may be an exception.For hundreds of years, although the orcs have been in a difficult situation, they can still live in a corner, which is more or less the reason.After all, no country is willing to provoke a war that costs so much and yields so little.

Although Beamon Avenue cannot be compared with the magnificent avenues in the bustling cities of human beings, Jacques likes this simple, simple and heavy style.Architectural style often represents the characteristics of a nation, and the orcs are such a nation. During the process of integrating with humans for hundreds of years, the things in their bones have not changed.

As soon as you walk into Cangyuan Hotel, you will be greeted by the tangy aroma of wine.

The hotel was already overcrowded.

The war seems to have made the hotel business surprisingly good, because too many people need to drink to drown their troubles, even if it is only temporarily paralyzing themselves.

The owner of the hotel has sharp eyes, and when he saw Jacques, he hurriedly put down the ledger and ran out from behind the counter.

"Your Highness, you are here, upstairs please!"

When he stood in front of Jacques, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.His long-term experience in business made him look more like a human race.

"Boss, you are busy, I will go upstairs by myself!" Jacques nodded.

Jacques had just set foot on the stairs when there was a bang not far away.

He followed the reputation and looked over.

A young orc who was very drunk stood up from the table staggeringly.

On the ground in front of him, a wine bottle was smashed to pieces.

"Who the hell... sue...tell me, this...damn war...to what...time!"

The boss glanced nervously at Jacques on the stairs, and hurried to the young orc, hugging him.

"Brother Lear, you've drunk too much! Sit down, don't get excited!"

Lear pushed him away: "Leave... go, I'll kill that Na... Nalan butcher!"

The boss winked at the guy in the distance.

Two clerks ran over and pushed him back on the chair.

"Don't... stop me, who stops me... I, who am I... hurry!" Lear struggled and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Good! Good! Good!" The boss kept patting him on the shoulder, comforting him, "Take a rest first, we'll go when we sober up!"

"I'm telling you...I'm going to kill him, he killed me...father, and two...brothers, burned down my...house! Father—eldest brother, second brother——" Lear scratched Holding the boss's sleeve, he burst into tears as he spoke.

The boss suddenly lost his mind, and looked towards the stairs nervously.

Jacques' figure had disappeared on the stairs.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lear, don't cry. Everyone is suffering, let's get through this day!" He looked at the drinkers around him and sighed.

Jacques walked up the stairs in a daze, and walked towards an elegant room.

Along the way, the voice of the young orc echoed in his ears.

"When will this damn war end!"

"When will this damn war end!"

"When will this damn war end!"

The voices became louder and louder, as if desperately hoping that he could give an answer.

But Jacques could not answer.

"When will this damn war end!"

He was also muttering to himself.

The door curtain was rolled up, and Lin Shiting's beautiful face appeared in front of his eyes.

"Your Highness, please come in!"

Jacques smiled at her reluctantly and walked into the room.

"Jacques, are you okay?" In the elegant room, a middle-aged orc in his 40s looked at him with a smile.

"Teacher Lei Yiman, why are you here!" Jacques looked at him and was immediately surprised.

"I think His Highness needs me now, so I'm here!" Leiman's smile was kind and kind.

"Teacher, why didn't you come to me directly? Instead, you want to make an appointment with me through Ms. Lin?" Jacques looked at Lin Shiting, then at Lei Yiman, with a very unhappy expression.

Lin Shiting smiled faintly: "Your Highness, you are very unmannered!"

Jacques smiled awkwardly: "I..."

"Your Highness, sit down first." Lei Yiman smiled.

After the three of them were seated, the maid served the food and wine.

"When the Blood God Cult brought disaster to the mainland, I was also invited to Priseli City."

Jacques said in surprise, "You went too?"

"Yes," Leiman nodded, "Not only did I go, but the Sith, Asman, and Huoyun Three Kingdoms holy masters also went. The elves, dragons, and dwarves also sent to Priseli City. reinforcements."

"I finally understand that Ming Luo has bitten such a hard bone!" Jacques was stunned for a while before smiling wryly.

Lei Yiman's face straightened: "Your Highness, there is an unwritten rule for a master of the mainland holy rank, do you know?"

Jacques nodded.

Leiman continued: "We can't intervene in the disputes between countries, because that will only make the war more tragic and cause more casualties. But the matter of the Blood God Sect is related to the safety of the mainland and the survival of all races. , we can’t stay out of it!”

"What happened after the Blood God Sect fell?" Jacques wanted to know if Liu Yun successfully defended the city of Priseli with the help of a holy master.

"Your Highness, can a needle go through your heart?" Lin Shiting asked with a smile.

Jacques finally discovered that Lin Shiting's first advantage is her beauty, and her second advantage is her poisonous mouth.

"Your Highness is indeed worrying too much about this matter. As soon as the battle of the Blood God Sect ended, the holy masters from all over the world and reinforcements from various ethnic groups set off to return. Ming Luo led the imperial army to launch an attack, which we did not expect." Leiman paused , looked at Jacques and said, "That's what I don't want to see!"

Facing Lei Yiman's gaze, Jacques sighed: "Teacher, I can't persuade father. He trusts Ming Luo too much!"

"Let's put this matter aside for now. Jacques, I'm here today because I have something more important to tell you!"

"Teacher, please speak!"

Jacques seemed to have guessed what Leyman was going to say, and sighed softly in his heart: "Teacher, even if you come to be his lobbyist, I can't make a decision now. Even though I want to end this damn war!"

"Your Highness, what do you think of Marquis Liuyun?"

"I've learned a lot about him from Miss Lin Shiting. I admit, he is a great person!" Jacques glanced at Lin Shiting.

"Is that all?" Leiman smiled.

Jacques: "Master, isn't that enough?"

Leyman laughed.

"Your Highness, I have always admired you because you have a broad mind and tolerance, and what you have in your heart is the entire empire and the orc clan."

"As a prince, I am duty bound!"

"However, when I met Marquis Liuyun, I found that I admire him even more. When you are still worrying about the future of the orcs and worrying about the current war, he is already thinking about the interests of various races in Blue Moon and the future of the entire continent. !"

"Under his initiative, before the end of the Blood God Cult war, the holy rank masters of various races established an organization called the Holy League, in order to coordinate the interests of various countries and various races and resolve various disputes after the war. He I hope that through the mediation of the Holy League, the Blue Moon Continent can quickly recover after the war, and all races can have a bright future. Uncle Leiman is also a member of the Holy League." Lin Shiting added in due course.

Jacques was speechless for a long time after hearing what the two said.He kept telling himself that a man must have lofty ideals and ambitions, especially for him as a prince.However, compared with the Allied commander who rose like a comet on the mainland, he felt that he was not at 01:30.

"The times make heroes!" Leiman sighed, "I have a premonition that Marquis Liuyun will be a rare genius in the history of the mainland, and Lanyue will undergo earth-shaking changes under his guidance. He inspires This wave will sweep through all obstacles in front of him. No one can stop his progress. The nobles of Huoyun are like this, the blood god religion is like this, and Mingluo will be like this!"

A long time later, when interviewing Liu Yun, a beautiful female reporter from the "Blue Moon People" magazine asked such a question: "Marquis Liu Yun, what is the power that helped you become the creator of the new history of Blue Moon?"

Liu Yun replied solemnly at the time: "I think that giving men a fulcrum in life is calling them to move the planet we live in! I was lucky to hear this call, while others did not! Thank you!"

Because of this answer, he turned from an idol in the hearts of the mainland people into a lovely mortal overnight, and the beautiful female reporter who interviewed him was even more attracted by his evil charm, and chased him from the ends of the earth.

But Alexander said in private: "He is a complete pervert! His real motivation is the burning desire in his body! Because he is eager to end the war early, free up more time to go, and use what life gives him. The fulcrum, keep prying those charming and charming beauties beside you!"

Obviously, Lei Yiman is not a person who knows Liu Yun honestly.His words infinitely made Liu Yun a myth, and also deeply stimulated Prince Jacques.

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(End of this chapter)