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Yudola sighed, but before she continued talking, Kasri said, "Those things-I mean ... those weird and disgusting things, it has nothing to do with the God we always believe in, right? ? "

The scepter and priest opened his mouth for a long time, and his voice was hoarse: "This problem is very complicated--"

"Complicated? Damn it! You can't even lie!"

Kasri broke out suddenly, she snapped the armrest with one palm, stood up and growled and said, "Did you tell me-the Turks have been dedicating everything to such a disgusting monster for so many years? We are here After suffering so much in the desert, dying so many people, and making so many sacrifices, is it just a slave for such a guy? "

Her roar shook Yudola's ears, but as a priest of the scepter, she could only refute weakly: "Not what you think ..."

"Not what I think?"

Kasri grabbed Yudola's neckline and lifted her directly from her seat—the strong female general muscled up, at this time like an angry leopard: "Do you know what you are doing? Body For the priests, and the high priests behind you ... don't you know that you are blaspheming ?! "

For believers, the word "blasphemous" is a very serious crime. It is ugly. No one will be held accountable if the believer kills the blasphemy on the street. In such times, the gods of a religious country are sacred and inviolable, and any believer is obliged to prevent "blasphemous" acts.

But Yudola was so stunned, but she didn't dare to push Kasri with her hands, and her voice was low: "Are you going to go straight to a scepter and priest without your explanation?"

Kasri stared at her with a sullen expression, and finally let go of her hand: "Explain, I hope you can tell the truth."

Yudola raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean? Did someone say something to you?"

Carsley didn't say a word, but just sat down in the chair beside him, grunting and drinking.

Here Yudola organized the language and said: "Your Majesty has indeed found something unusual in the past few years, some ... can be used for your own power. You also understand that if there is not enough hole cards, we want to To regain the land belonging to the Turks, it is not enough to rely solely on the original magic and army. "

"So you accepted the confusion of those things and became the sacrifice of those things, and now you use this power to control the heart and counterattack Rasiman, right?"

Carsley's voice was a little exhausted, and she finally murmured, "Sure enough, they are right ..."

"Who said? What did you hear?"

Yudola glanced around immediately, but Kasri shook her head and said, "It was these people of the Karen Kingdom who said-they came to me with the wreckage left by the priests a few days ago and asked me everything. Did not say, but when they left, they said, 'It's these things again ...' "

Udola's expression changed dramatically, and he immediately asked, "What do you mean? Have these people of the Karen Kingdom ever seen it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized what she had exposed. Kasri's expression was getting colder and colder, and her words seemed to be squeezed out of her teeth: "Demons from ectopic planes-demons! Are you dealing with these things? Or do you think you can control this? biological?"

Asked to such an extent, Yudola had nothing to say. She had originally negotiated with these people of the Karen Kingdom by various means, but never wanted to destroy all illusions in this cell by her former subordinates.

In fact, the entire priesthood of the Ezca nation realized that it was wrong when they came into contact with such a "spell." However, as time went on and His Majesty's persuasion, Yudola and others gradually came to a consensus: no matter what the other party is, as long as this power can be under its control, it does not matter its source.

After all, according to Her Majesty's statement and various signs, if you do n’t learn these things in time, the entire Eska country will be enveloped by the upcoming disaster ...

In other words, they have no choice.

"Kasri, we have no choice ..."

"Your choice is to make the priests monsters, the soldiers of other countries, monsters, torn Rashiman's country, and make room for the demons?"

Kasri was as old as she was, sitting in a chair: "Too stupid ... too stupid!"

"But besides this, what can we do?"

Udola gritted his teeth and retorted, "You are just a general with a muscle in your head! Do you know what the country of Ezka is facing? If it is not a big disaster, why should we use such a divine art, do you think those priests spared their lives To fight, just to kill those guys? Whether the knife is used to kill the enemy or to kill ourselves depends on how we control ourselves! "

"Oh, you have 10,000 reasons to do these things, but ... now?"

Kasri's face was full of sarcasm: "Did you not realize one thing yet? The people of the Karen Kingdom are not purely against you. Do you think that with their weapons and fighting methods, Ezka can resist? how long?"

This sentence is the end of all the previous disputes-because the iron facts are in front of them, and Yudola the scepter and priest cannot be refuted.

There was silence in the room, and Kasri stopped questioning, so she sat in a daze: apparently she was used to this life.

Yudola's face was cloudy, and now she was inexplicably shaken—or, before that, she hadn't believed in her Majesty, but Kasri's performance deepened her. Doubt.

I don't know how long, footsteps came from outside the door, the humble wooden door was opened, the servant-like person came in, and gave them a wet towel for wiping their faces.

"Why ... what do you mean? You still have to clean the talks?"

Yudola immediately thought of a bad ending, but found that General Kasri, whose shoulders were half wider than herself, was also asked to clean her face, and a special waitress took care of her messy hair again. .

"If you want to go to the newspaper, you need to pay attention to the image."

This sentence made both of them confused, but soon they were taken to the parlor above the tower-Yudola thought he would face trial, but the serious scene pointed to by the sword did not appear. She and Kasri were arranged to sit on the side of the long table, and within two minutes, Soderlor, in plain clothes, walked downstairs alone.

He had no sense of solemnity and solemnity, walked to the long table and sat down, then the attendant poured water in front of the three.

"I'm Soderlor, Commander of the Karen Kingdom Expedition. Because time is tight, I'm short."

He took a cup and took a sip: "General Kasiri has been here for a while, and I did not go torture to ask you anything, and Priest Yudola, I also know something about your identity and status. The battle is over. Your army has surrendered, and I have nothing to discuss with you about POW handling and ransom. "

The two said in a pout: they felt like they had no other use.

"Let you sit here, I have only one question for you to answer."

He leaned forward and stared sharply at the two of them: "I need you to tell me the military plan of the country of Eska, and your current strength and the position of the granary."

Neither of them spoke, and such a problem was expected. They could imagine ... if they talk hard now, there may be torture to let them explain the problem.

But Soderlor's subsequent words stunned Yudola: "I know you are hesitating, but now you have to think about a problem, we are not here to kill you ..."

"It's here to save you."

Carsley swallowed, and she did not speak, because her heart was so lost after the collapse of her faith that she had lost her firm conviction.

Yudola was tense, and after a moment of silence, she finally asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because you're in big trouble-do you think you have the power to rub your wrists with the Lord of the Demon Plane?"

Soderlor did not condescend or be aggressive, but stared at her and said quickly: "Does your Majesty think you have encountered an adventure and thought that no one else in the world knows about the existence of demons? She thinks that the power to control demons can Help her get everything? "

"All I can say is that you have been in the desert for a long time, and you have really become a frog at the bottom of the well."

Yudola was short of breath, but couldn't refute it.

"The Karen Kingdom ’s army was not used to deal with your little role. I said that, can you understand? Whether it is artillery, bridge building technology, or those heavy trucks, from one It wasn't for the country of Ezca ... or the small countries whose names couldn't be remembered around you--you don't deserve it. "

Soderol's tone is calm ~ www.readwn.com ~ If we want, a whole army can be airborne in your capital tonight and burn your home. But the reason we didn't do this is because the Karen Kingdom is fulfilling the agreement signed with Rashiman. According to the agreement, we need to drive you out of the occupied territory. "

"But I'm calling you here for a conversation now, not for fighting, but for you to know the fact that ending the dispute between you and Rasiman is just what we do incidentally. And the real goal is you The **** demons behind-hope you can figure out what's at stake and give me conclusions. "

He leaned back on the back of his chair: "Maybe you don't know that the Karen Kingdom is the only country in the continent that has established friendly relations with all dragons. We have been working tirelessly to resolve invaders from different planes ... You're all right, just leave it alone, and be a demon outpost ... "

Sodrol shook his head and stopped talking.

And Yudola's forehead, I do not know when has been covered with cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)