Black Scepter Chapter 61: Lost Ashcandy

"The sooner you enter the battle, the more you lose, but the one who enters at the latest is often unable to catch oil and water."

Morpheus recounts Tang Jidi’s previous teachings. The finger swipes gently on the map, "The battle on the battlefield is not as complicated and changeable as imagined. Plan well before the battle. Once the battle begins, the command is difficult to be effective. Is passed to the ears of soldiers in melee, even the sound of the horn. Only soldiers who have been baptized many times can execute the command of the commander as quickly as possible."

"All I have seen in countless years is the endless blood and the hatred that can’t be eliminated."

Ashkandi slightly tilted his legs and sat beside Morpheus, watching him quietly explain the battlefield terms on the military map for himself. Those blood-red eyes no longer have irritability and intolerance, but gradually settled. Qingming, "I don't understand what you said. I'm not a veteran, just an old woman." "I won't say it if I compliment, but you are not an'old woman' in my eyes."

Morpheus reluctantly replied. Now that he has been restrained in the past, now the queen has been distinguished from the original indifferent Ashkandi. It seems that after the so-called "talk", she has already come. The more like a normal person.

"Continue." Ashcandi turned his head slightly, saying he was listening.

"What happens on the battlefield will always happen. We only need to intervene at the most appropriate time. The heretical judgment seems to be determined this time to put me down. The three giants don’t know how many are coming. -""Three."

Jeana interjected in a cold voice behind Morpheus, "After you shoveled the headquarters, the three giants made the first plan on how to face you and fight again."

"It's unfortunate enough."

Morpheus reached out to record the news on the parchment and looked up to Ashcandi, hesitantly:

"They really want to shoot, I may not be able to rely on that scepter."

"It is best not to use it in the future."

Ashkandi seemed to understand the meaning of the scepter. She reached out and put her hair behind her ear, and she answered softly:

"Everything is mine."

Morpheus grinned, and was shocked by Ashcandi’s words, but his heart was touched-he never thought of relying on anyone, but the pure and powerful woman was willing to stand When fighting side by side in front of him, the young man's heart echoed only that sentence.

Night watcher, never alone.

"Our scouts are lacking, but it is enough to cope with the current battle situation," Slowing the God, Morpheus took out the map and said to the few people in front of him:

"There are many enemies and many variables, but they will not change if they fight sooner or later. All we have to do is give them a few surprises."

"Will you help Byzantine?"

Ashkandi glanced at the tactical map and the battle location marked by Morpheus.

"My father and friends are here."

Morpheus closed the map gently, whispered:

"This war will only be a prelude. The night watchman wants to gain a foothold. In the end, he still needs to be backed by Byzantine."

"

Listen to you. "

Ashkandi got up, made a stretched movement that Morpheus had never seen before, and yawned unabashedly, saying:

"Prepare a few books for me and look back slowly."

Morpheus is a little flustered, opening his mouth slightly and not knowing how to answer.

"Of course, you still have time to be busy with your own affairs first. I went to sleep. It seems that I have not been rested since I was awakened by you."

Ashkandi blinked lightly, stepped away, and pointed to Christina, who was abandoned as a pet not far away, suddenly said in Verding:

"Will this kind of person who can't fight for war still keep it?"

Christina, who raised her head, was instantly sweaty.

She never knew the identity of the woman in front of her. It was only after she was suddenly called by Morpheus today that she saw this woman with exceptional appearance. These advantages can be ignored by Christina, but this woman who is respected and trusted by Morpheus has her own forever. Unmatched temperament, this is the most frustrating fact for a woman.

And now...

She only understood Verdin's language. After listening to Morpheus for a long time, she suddenly heard this sentence and was suddenly dumbfounded.

"For the time being, she still has a little use value."

Morpheus shrugged. "As long as it lasts, it's up to her."

"I don't like her, she always smells like an animal in estrus."

Ashkandi has always said something, and even walked to Christina's side, not only did not look at her, but whispered:

"Don’t let me be hostile to you, get it?"

Christina was scared by Ashcandi’s suffocating power, her face was pale, her head nodded conditionedly, and she saw the queen walking towards the newly built tent, Never looked back from beginning to end.

She also wants to sleep?

Morpheus scratching his head in front of the campfire, so unknown, turned around to see Christina staring at Ashkandi’s back, saying in Verding:

"She has flashed more people than you have seen, so no matter what she said, I advise you to do it yourself."

The poor widow nodded helplessly and quickly expressed his attitude-"I can do anything as long as you don't kill me!"

"Anything?"

Ink

Fez raised his eyebrows.

Kristina tangled in her heart, but when she thought her life was more important, she nodded and replied immediately:

"Anything is fine!"

"That’s easy to say," Morpheus reached out and handed the map to Compton, who was standing next to him, looking at the pretty widow:

"Go for a bath first, and take away the smell of perfume from you. To be honest, the enemy's nose is sensitive. The first one to die is you."

Speaking of taking a bath, Christina seemed to understand something, immediately bit her lip, and walked away with the skirt corner after the less intense psychological struggle.

"Connor, prepare a horse, I need to find Lilith, get the Byzantine jersey ready, and set off immediately." Morpheus has a lot of things to do and untie the neckline of his black robe as he walks. Conner's expression is not right, asked:

"Why?

Having a problem? "

"No...

No problem, master, I will prepare it immediately. "Connor bowed his head, resisting the desire to laugh, spread his wings and flew towards the distance.

Morpheus finds it inexplicable.

Shortly after wearing a Byzantine military uniform and riding away from the camp, Christina, in a tulle suit, hesitated for a while, and finally gritted her teeth into the tent of Morpheus, but unexpectedly discovered that there was no one in it.

The old vampire Connor, who was not far away, couldn’t help but laugh, coughing a few times, leaving Compton and Jeanna unknown...

......

Sphinx did not follow Morpheus out. It walked around the camp with proud little steps in the form of a fold cat. After playing with Hydera enough, this overlord-level powerful Warcraft warped its small tail. She slipped back to the campsite. There was no interesting person in front of the quiet campfire. The Compton statue usually sat there. The horsewoman Jeana sat on a wooden pile and gently blew a leaf. Sphinx raised his ears curiously.

Jumping on the stake and looking at the slender knight, Sphinx saw that the other party seemed unwilling to take care of himself, jumped boringly, and bored into a tent.

"Are you also lost?"

With a sigh, the movement of Sphinx's stride suddenly stopped.

The appearance of a pet does not mean that Sphinx is really a pet cat. As a high-level Warcraft, its identification ability does not need to be described in detail. It can surprise it at this moment, not because it is not known by the people in this tent, but It clearly knew who the person in front of her was, but found that she was so strange that she had never seen it before—sound, breathing rate and even...

The eyes.

"Cute little guy."

Sphinx wanted to dodge, but in the end let the delicate fingers gently touch the ear.

He raised his head, and it was clear that Ashcandy was right. That black robe and long black hair wouldn’t be wrong, just...

The iconic eyes are neither blood-red nor black, but deep green.

Sitting softly and helplessly on the bed, Ashkandi’s eyes were slightly confused, his head slightly turned sideways, and his face, which could never be seen at age, seemed to be younger, with a pale and pathetic face .

Sphinx can’t feel the black noble temperament of Ashcandy, who is full of refusal camouflage, nor the simple and straightforwardness of the red eyes queen~IndoMTL.com~ its only feeling is-in front of him Ashcandi's breath is very weak, even weak to the point that he can't even detect it!

The fold cat feels that things are not quite right, and turns around to run out, but it stays where it was because of Ashcandi's call.

"Leave me alone every time?"

Looking at the Sphinx who wanted to leave, the Ashkendi who never appeared did not reach out or hold it aloud, but sat there lonely and sighed softly.

The black hair hung down, and she looked helplessly all around. The strange scene did not bring her fear, but also did not bring curiosity. The only thing was the calmness and the splendidness of the spontaneity. Perceptible pessimism.

Turn around, the fold cat jumped gently, came silently to Ashkandi’s uncomfortable bed, looked up, looked at this “Ashkandi” I had never seen, and yelled softly .

Ashkandi looked down at it curiously, revealing a gentle and melancholic smile, and said softly:

"I seem to be lost..."