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"It's suicide." The strong man replied depressedly.

"Who would have thought that she actually committed suicide."

.......

"My sister committed suicide because of them!"

In the bedroom, the young Elena Falber vented angrily. She threw pillows, tea sets, and all kinds of jewelry on the carpet, and then sat on the bed and cried helplessly.

"It's good that she dies, and she thinks she won the throne for me." Elena said with a sob.

"What about me!? What should I do! Do I want to sleep with you too! Go to Chiguoguo and lie on that devil's bed!!?"

The sound insulation of the room is very good, and the outside cannot hear the sound inside, which is why Her Majesty Elena dared to vent wantonly.

"I fucked his old mother!" Elena cursed at the end in despair.

"I do not want to go......"

The room fell into silence, and Bertram sat calmly on a stool far away, took out a cigarette wrapped in three layers from his arms, put it in his mouth, and lit a faint flame with one hand Ignite, said with a sigh of relief.

"Have you had enough trouble? When you're done venting, go and apologize to your lord." Bertram said slowly.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty Falbert is not as selfish as you say." The maid wearing glasses sat next to Elena, took out a towel and wiped Elena's tears and said.

"Isn't she selfish?" Elena whispered weakly.

"Your Majesty has persisted for more than ten years, and she has reached her limit," said the maid.

"There's nothing to blame, she's done as much as she can."

"So it's my turn to take over?" Elena said desperately with tears in her eyes.

"It's better to let me be directly beaten to death by those devils..." Elena laughed at herself and grasped the bed sheet in a collapsed manner. Bertram, who was in the distance, strode over after hearing this sentence , gave Elena a hard slap.

"You bullied me too..." After being beaten, Elena didn't hit back or curse back, she just lowered her head in tears and said.

"You have to be brave and strong like your sister." Bertram said, frowning with a cigarette in his mouth, straightening Elena's nightgown.

"When struggling with no hope in sight, death is also a relief under that kind of desperate and terrifying oppression."

"But lingering on in this situation requires perseverance and courage." Bertram touched the top of Elena's head again and said.

"Death is originally considered an escape, but living has to endure more. This is the most difficult thing."

"Have I told you the stories about those agencies' hatred?" Bertram's eyes flashed silver, and he said softly.

"That was more than 80 years ago...."

......

Colorful flags fluttered and gongs and drums shook the sky.The white doves were released into the sky, playing and playing with the burly and strong gargoyle warriors in the sky.One after another, the incredibly expensive carriages drove to the square in front of the palace, and the soldiers stood in line, as majestic as ancient statues.

Pennants were hung everywhere, with strange totems painted on them and a string of celebratory words: Long live the Great Southern Co-Prosperous Empire!

The kings got off the carriage and walked slowly towards the high platform of the square. Since the last emperor of the Common Prosperity Empire was executed for conspiracy and rebellion, this throne has been vacant for a year and no one has been enthroned.

Not all kings are afraid of this throne, or in other words, people like Elena are a minority after all.All the kings here are masters who can tolerate big schemes, and they are even more eager for this throne.This is the only seat that can be seen as equal to the emperor of the Demon Race, and any ambitious king will not give up.

The heavy trumpets sounded all over the place, and all the kings stopped talking, and they sat upright, waiting for the arrival of the true master of the whole south.

The sturdy fear warriors in golden armor guarded both sides of the avenue, and they saluted with one hand on their chests.The soldiers of the Yintu clan rode the nightmare to open the way in front, and they separated left and right when they reached the front, and they also stood on both sides of the avenue.

The four grand arcanists of the Lich Clan stretched out their hands and poured magic power on the carpet, causing the entire carpet to glow with different colors, flowing on the ground like a rainbow.

When the seven carriages arrived late and stopped in front of the carpet, all the kings stood up and raised their hands, loudly praising this great scene:

Long live the Great Southern Co-Prosperous Empire!

Prologue 4: Southern Expedition and Northern War - Demon Race

Another heavy arcane explosion sounded.

The four-winged king Aldrich spread his wings and flew to the low altitude to observe the battle situation on the front line.Several gargoyle guards quickly flew into the air to surround him to prevent him from being suddenly attacked by the enemy.

"You don't have to be so cautious." Aldrich smiled, flapped his wings and flew to the ground.

"Send the order to withdraw the troops. Organize and rest."

King Aldrich walked back to the command post with his guards, and the silver-haired elf maid at the side immediately filled him with a cup of fragrant tea. King Aldrich waved his hand to signal the maid to leave, and asked her to get some refreshments. He bowed and left, and the entire command post fell into silence.

After a while, Nightmare's low hiss came from outside the big tent.Several double-winged heavenly kings filed in, and after saluting, they found seats to sit down one after another.Then came the other four clans belatedly. The two generals of the Fear clan came in majesticly holding swords and weapons. The grand arcanist of the Lich clan also nodded at Aldrich and found a seat to sit down.The last ones to come were the General of the Gargoyle Air Force and the Lord of the Crypt Shooter Troop. As soon as these two entered the tent, the entire tent seemed to be much smaller and crowded.

"Keselin, it's time for you to lose weight." The general of the Fear Tribe cheerfully said to the crypt lord who was sitting directly in the middle of the big tent.

"Shut up! Fu Yanhor. I'm already thin among the crypt lords." Lord Kesselring replied, wagging his tail in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, generals." Aldrich said to the generals with a smile while holding a teacup.

"Let's enjoy the tea first."

The tea was excellent, and the supplies of the Imperial Warhead to the front, especially the officers, were very good.Every day, these officers can enjoy the best beef, the most delicious rice and bread, as well as the best tea and the best fruit.The demon soldiers below are not close, but they can guarantee that they will have meat and bread to eat.As for those humans who joined the army, it would be a great gift for them to have something to eat every day.

"Oh, is it the authentic black tea shipped from the Farber Kingdom? I haven't had it for a year." A silver-eyed officer asked with a smile while holding a teacup.

"The snacks are not ordinary. They even have cocoa candies that are rare in the Southern Cross Forest. It must have been sent by the Northwest Front Legion, right?" Fu Yanhuoer picked up a piece of black candy and threw it into his mouth, very satisfied Said.

"The tea drinks today are much more extravagant than before. There should be a reason to celebrate the Common Prosperity Empire, right?" the Grand Arcanist stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Everything is fine in the empire. The new emperor of the Co-Prosperity Empire has been elected. This emperor is not as uncontrollable as the previous one. He is just a young girl." King Aldrich blew on the hot air from his teacup, Said with great enjoyment.

"To the Empire." The general of the Fear Tribe raised his glass and said.

"Long live the Demon Empire, long live the Co-Prosperity Empire." The other generals also slightly raised their teacups in respect.

"It's hard to advance." General Fu Yanhuoer said abruptly.

"That group of organ abominations are too difficult to deal with, and we haven't even been able to break through their first line of defense."

"There is no rush for this." Aldridge said with a shrug.

"Just take your time. We have sealed off all the areas in this mountain range that communicate with the outside world. There should be no more rebels coming to support us."

"Bringing this matter, I am extremely ashamed." The great arcanist sighed.

"I don't know why my daughter went crazy, but she joined the rebel organization back then to support these abominations. As a father, I am also extremely ashamed and feel sorry for Your Majesty's kindness."

"Lord Turner, it's normal for young people to act like this in a moment of confusion, and His Majesty also understands, so it's just that she was sent to Yongdalim as a spy, right?" King Aldrich comforted.

"There is a distribution, but going there is a blessing!"

Lord Catherine snorted, took out a cigarette from the gap between her exoskeleton, greedily held it in front of her nose and sniffed it, then stretched out her hand in front of a silver-eyed general to beckon for help.

The silver-eyed general pulled out his sword and played a beautiful sword flower on the cigarette, then quickly put away the sword.The moment the sword was sheathed, the cigarette was also lit.

"If your swordsmanship continues to develop, it is estimated that the post of Pioneer King in five years' time will definitely be yours," Catherine breathlessly praised, before returning to the topic.

"The military supplies us with only two cigarettes a week. But those guys, Edward, probably smoke ten cigarettes a day with ease."

"Hmph, isn't it! The military department does not know how much money is given to that guy Edward every month, just because his mother, Duke Edward, once cleared the elf rebellion. Frown." Fu Yanhor said jealously.

"After all, Duke Edward also made great contributions to the suppression of the rebellion, and he was sick and left early. It's okay for the military to treat King Edward preferentially." King Aldrich explained indifferently.

"I don't know how the Eastern Front Army is doing." A silver-eyed officer also took out a cigarette from his pocket and talked with another officer beside him.

"The progress on the Eastern Front is still slow. It is estimated that it will take three years at the earliest, or five years later, to save the Western Empire of the United States and join the big family of common prosperity in the Great South." Aldridge also took out a cigarette and said. .

"On the contrary, the Western Front Legion is making good progress. I heard that they destroyed two elf gathering places and captured tens of thousands of elf rebels." King Aldrich continued.

"Let's talk about the battle situation first." Aldridge became serious again, scanning the crowd and said.

"It is impossible to break through the defensive circle of the abominations." General Fu Yanhuoer buzzed.

"It is recommended that the Air Force assist our department to organize an offensive again. It is really difficult to break into as many agencies as the sea."

"General Fu Yanhor, our air force is not omnipotent." The gargoyle general mocked.

"The group of abominations are hidden in the mountains, and they are good at concealment and various confusing obstacles. They even shot down many of our gargoyle fighters with captured crossbows. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for our air force to provide effective support."

"Aren't you going to dive at low altitude..." Fu Yanhor complained.

"You think the abominations don't have hooks anymore, right?" the gargoyle general laughed angrily.

"This group of abominations are really getting smarter and smarter. They already have obvious organization and tactics." A silver-eyed officer said.

"Being encircled and suppressed for more than 80 years, no matter how stupid people are, they know how to make progress. What's more, what about these abominations that were born for fighting?" Aldrich waved his hand.

"Or, let me release a forbidden arcane spell." Great Arcanist Turner suggested.

"Not right." Aldrich shook his head and said with a cigarette between his fingers.

"The Forbidden Arcane Art may not cause much harm to these abominations. Once they find out that the Forbidden Arcane Art is about to be cast and summoned, they will immediately retreat to the underground city. If this is the case, we will be helpless." Aldridge knocked He knocked on the table and said.

"Back then, we shouldn't have built underground cities in imitation of ancient times." Grand Arcanist Turner said with a helpless wry smile.

"After occupying the entire south, it was no longer possible to communicate with the Demon Realm because of the closure of the space rift. Many nostalgic tribesmen built an underground city in this area to imitate the Demon Realm. Unexpectedly, this city became a disaster instead. "

"30 institutions hate it, this is more than a hard bone, it is a sea urchin."

"After all, it's not that weird..."

"General Fu Yanhor, pay attention to what you say." Aldridge looked at Fu Yanhor seriously, preventing him from continuing.

"It's not appropriate to talk about this matter. If His Majesty Baojia knows that we are talking about the mistakes we made back then, you and I will have to take the blame and resign and go home to retire." King Aldrich said in a deep voice.

"When I think about it, it's inevitable that people won't complain." Fu Yanhor glanced at Grand Arcanist Turner, and said in a low voice.

"How much do our army hate?" King Aldrich asked Turner.

"A total of [-] arcanists control more than [-] organ abominations." Turner replied after a moment of pondering.

"Tomorrow, all will be dispatched in a centralized manner, and we are going to tear a hole first, and then expand the battlefield." Aldrich Heavenly King ordered.

"Others, the crypt shooters are responsible for supporting the offensive of the abominable warriors, and the gargoyle warriors report the situation on the battlefield from the air."

"The No.12 Army, No.13 Army, and No.17 Army are still responsible for the main frontal attack. The other legions must stabilize their defenses and release the hatred to rush out to disrupt the battlefield." King Aldrich said slowly.

"Everyone should rest earlier, and go to the armies to plan tactics." Aldrich stood up and announced the dissolution, and other generals also raised their hands in salute and filed out, going their separate ways and returning to their troops.

The big tent returned to silence, only King Aldrich himself.Tian Wang picked up the teacup and looked carefully at the pattern on the wall of the cup, and fell into a daze.

"Master Heavenly King."

The silver-haired elf maid came out again and woke him up softly, and then Aldrich came out of his stupor and recovered his demeanor.The mental power of the silver-eyed people is very strong, and they are often prone to fall into meditation when they are in a daze, especially when they have something on their minds, they are more likely to enter the world of hallucinations in a daze.

"What are you thinking, my lord?" The silver-haired elf sat gently on Aldrich's lap and asked.

A complex expression appeared on Aldrich's face. He hugged the elf maid in his arms, but he didn't know what to say for a long time.

"Do you hate me?" Aldridge asked suddenly.

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"You should hate it." Aldridge shook his head again.

"Bring that envelope..." Aldridge reached out his hand to order something to the elf maid, but stopped suddenly.

"Leave that envelope." Aldridge said after a long silence.

"I will give instructions to my subordinates. If the Holy Guard comes to ask for it, say that the envelope was accidentally transferred into the stove and burned."

"As ordered."

"You go, I want to be quiet for a while."

Only Aldrich was left in the big tent again. Aldrich sighed, and finally took out the envelope from under the table.

A blood-stained envelope with traces of tightly gripping it.King Aldrich didn't know whether he should open it or not, but he heard from the "postman" that people like him should open it and have a look.

Aldrich Rendulik is not only a four-winged king and commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, he is also a "sociologist" who is keen on studying society.

(end of prologue)

156 The Secret of the Demon Race

"Congratulations to Mr. Brave, you are an extremely human minister, and you are only one step away from the throne."

Geglut came to Lao Yuan's military tent again, and congratulated Lao Yuan.

"Whether it is a democratic republic or succession to the throne, it has nothing to do with me, and you don't have to compliment me."

Old Yuan stood in a corner of the big tent, holding a blazing sun flower in his hand and said without looking back while admiring it.

"It's really a strange plant." Lao Yuan put down the flowerpot again and walked back and said.