Demon King Dad

after an hour--

The stuffed bun was lying lazily in the idiot's arms, staring at the sky with those emerald green eyes, and counting the stars. The idiot hugged her, sat on the grass, and looked up together. Perhaps it is because there are no lights in Ash City tonight, the whole sky looks exceptionally refreshing, and countless stars have also given the most beautiful scenery in the world to everyone without hesitation.

The night is dangerous, so even though they were not reconciled, the search and rescue team had to give up and exit the city. While these 100,000 troops were resting one by one under the night, an unusual meeting was being held in the center of the camp.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate the young knight Dara Goodsay. He has proved with his actions that the glory of the Bucks Empire is invincible."

In the opening remarks, Dai Lao was full of smiles. He sits at the top of the crowd, even higher than the knight generals, and triumphantly accepts the old man's congratulations.

"Without his success, Ash City could not have a group of dragons without a leader. Therefore, his deeds are very outstanding, and I will give awards again after returning to the wind and blowing sand."

"Yes, thank you, sir."

Dai Lau knelt down, performed a very handsome knightly, and sat back in his seat. After commending Dai Lao, the smile on the old man's face gradually disappeared and he began to get into the subject.

"Next, what I want to say is about the capital of the stag empire, Ash City."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the wreckage that stood quietly like ghosts under the dark night, all in shock. And the idiot sitting at the back touched Bun's hair lightly and lowered his head.

The old man continued: "The Ash City is over. Whether it's a city or a strategic stronghold, it's over. The 250,000 people including the army and civilians have almost all died."

The cold wind blew by, and some people couldn't help but start to feel numb on their scalp, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Now, there is only one thing I want you to remember. It is not others who slaughtered the 250,000 people in this Ash City, but the army of the Buck Empire. It was I who ordered the men, women and children in the city, regardless of Whether all the soldiers were massacred to shock our army’s might."

At first hearing this, not only the children, but even the knight-generals here, looked sideways, looking at their masters in disbelief.

The old man's gaze swept across the audience, and after three seconds of silence, a stern gaze shot out from those eyes——

"Do you understand? Remember, it was the city I ordered the massacre. You only need to remember this. If anyone asks, you can say so. If you like it, you can say that I will be a group of old people. Weak women and children were pulled into a row and played with knives one by one to death. It doesn't matter what you say. Just remember that it is the city I killed."

The old man turned around, waved his cloak, and after leaving the last sentence, he floated away--

"When the future epic sings this disaster, he must also use my brutality as the main theme. This killing will always use my arbitrariness as the theme song and be passed on from generation to generation. If you understand, disband. "

The old man, hidden in the tent behind him, leaving only a group of soldiers staring at each other. They didn't know how to respond to this order. It wasn't until some stable older knights started to blast people, that everyone scattered in groups and returned to their camp.

Of course, among the crowd, a boy pulled a small palm, and the owner of the small palm was jumping, and the boy stepped on the fragments of the starry sky and walked towards his camp...

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"My Father."

In the main tent, the old man stands on the front of the map. Surrounding this map, there are eight esteemed people standing around. Except for his two sons, even the current duke of the Goodsay family and the Nolius family are all by their side, looking solemnly at the map.

"My father... why do you have to bear such infamy? In this case, wouldn't it be..."

As the first prince, Mu Du looked unhappy and said.

"Brother, you don't understand the original intention of the father."

The second prince Xie Huo looked at the map, covered his mouth, and slowly said: "Even if Ash City is not destroyed for this reason, the father originally wanted to have a massacre after the conquest. As long as he can slaughter the capital of the Black Dragon Empire , This terrible news can greatly hit other cities in the territory of the Black Dragon Empire and wipe out their morale. The so-called Tu Yicheng, Xia Shicheng, is like this."

The old man nodded approvingly, which made Mu Du's face a little embarrassed, and he had to shut his mouth and stop talking.

"Evil Fire makes sense. Moreover, the Black Dragon Empire itself was founded on absolute faith in the war maiden and the imperial princess. As long as their princess dies, it is extremely easy to defeat their confidence. It's just..."

The old man squeezed his lips, and his eyes fell on the "intact" Ash City on the map again.

"I didn't expect... it would be destroyed before I attacked... Is the knight awake?"

Mudu replied, "No, father."

"Yeah... Time is running out. Speed ​​is the most important to take advantage of the fact that other cities in the Black Dragon Empire have no time to react. Although the destruction of the ashes has won us a lot of worlds, we really don't have time to stay here and use large forces to rescue. .... Mudu, evil fire."

"Yes, my father."

"You will immediately order the soldiers, check the munitions, and lead the six generals and set off in an hour. I trust you, this battle is the speed. Give you half a year, at the end of this year's Holy Eve festival, I will Drink your celebration wine."

"Yes!"

Resolutely and decisively. This is a habit that the old man has cultivated since he was young. Facing his two vigorous sons, the old man smiled and stroked their heads with a fatherly smile again. After that, the old man waved his hand, and the soldier's action started at this moment...

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No words for a night, dawn is ushered in.

For the people of the diplomatic group, the most weird thing is that the camp that was densely packed around last night is now empty. If it weren't for the horse dung and the stoves with remaining warmth, I'm afraid everyone would think that yesterday's army was just an illusion.

"Uh... sir? This is??"

Dai Lao asked suspiciously. At this moment, there were only 50 guardian knights beside the old man. Although it was considered to be huge, it was still too shabby compared to yesterday's military horse.

"My trip is over. Children, you have worked hard all the way, go back to the wind and sand, and go back to our home."

There was a long silence, and after the rest of the children finally understood the meaning of this sentence, a long unstoppable cheer broke out on the desolate land.

Finally able to go back...

For the diplomatic corps, the two months of visiting the Black Dragon Empire can almost only be described as frightened step by step. At this moment, they can finally return to their own country, without having to live the same life as imprisonment, of course not to mention how happy they are. In humanitarianism, everyone buried the "Princess Garcia Desi" on the spot under the orders of the old man, carried the 31 people rescued from Ash City on the train, and set off for home.

The train is booming and the scenery is speeding.

Compared with the ambition of the time, the return journey at this moment is more secure than brave. The people who finally relaxed completely finally got into the sleeper again and fell asleep. Only some people with good spirits were still leaning against the window in the dining car to watch the scenery. A few days later, the surrounding green wilderness finally turned into a familiar desert charm, and his injuries were much better. Naturally, there was more time for leaning against the window to look at the scenery.

Of course, she was watching the scenery, and the idiot as a servant could not rest naturally. He changed into a set of clothes that he gave him, threw away the tattered clothes, put the harness back in his hands, holding the teacup, and standing next to the girl's seat with his head down.

The scenery outside the window galloped, and the familiar dust swept across the sky, swirling over there. Fifty royal knights in charge of guards patrolled the carriages back and forth without daring to relax. In this dining car, now is the most closely guarded moment.

Looking back, I saw the old man sitting in a chair diagonally opposite, drinking coffee. She turned her head and gently pulled the idiot beside her, motioning him to bend down. After thinking for a while, the idiot bends over and closes his ears.

"Hey, who is he? Why did he show up after I was unconscious and woke up?"

The idiot looked dim and stared...but after three seconds he raised his head and stood by, silent. But the little bun who had been standing next to the idiot from just now was a little tired. The little girl stretched out and pulled the idiot's clothes, looked at him with a pair of pitiful eyes, and bent her feet.

"Woo...oooo..."

After all, An has been sitting here for two hours. Of course, Xiao Bian also stood here for two hours, long ago unable to support it.

The idiot bowed his head and stared at Bun. Seeing the idiot pay attention to herself, Xiao Bread immediately looked hopefully at the comfortable chair next to her, the soft cushions, and after scanning those chairs with a gesture that would definitely arouse the idiot's attention, she raised her head again and shrank Fist, watery looking at the idiot...