Netheril Glory Chapter 432: Pray
Gently shake the wine glass in your hand, staring absently at the white foam rising from the glass, watching the bubbles slowly expand and burst under the swaying candlelight, and Ovain’s words seem to be in Self-talk is slowly coming back as if whispering:
"His Royal Highness Princess Aisha, by this time I will say something straight......... From the beginning, when you saved me, I am afraid that you already have some different considerations in your heart. ............I can't say that all of your hearts are calculated and don't have any favors for me, but I am afraid that the purpose of "keep me for the survival of the kingdom" occupies at least 70% of your heart, this The same is true for a confession."
Silently cut a piece of grilled meat with a knife. Slowly put the grilled meat in the sauce and put it in your mouth. With your eyes closed, Owakin, who is devoted to tasting the food, is no longer talking.
All of her inner emotions were spoken by others. Even Aisha, who was usually carefree, felt embarrassed to an unbearable level, especially the failure of her "confession" that she had just gathered courage had caused the girl to feel shy There is an urge to find a ground seam to drill in.
However, although my inner thoughts have been thoroughly seen, the last layer of shame cloth has also been ripped off, but what makes the girl even more unacceptable now is that Ovaqin still wants to leave the Kingdom of Waibion. In fact, she didn't even dare to imagine what would happen to the future of the Kingdom of Waibion after losing Owak's last hope.
Looking at Owak’s stern eyes as he tightened his lips, Aisha suddenly remembered what King Tandak said to her during the secret talk:
"Aisha, the cruelest thing in the world is to have hope and then fall into despair again. Now the people of the kingdom have burned the flames of hope, if Ovak refuses to become The new protector of the country, then the hope of the people of the whole country will be turned into a bubble... I have to say that no matter what before, after the Breeze Royal Family has exhausted its last credibility for publicity, the current Ovain is already this The savior of the country is now, so your task is only one-be sure to leave this strong man, otherwise... more than 10 million people across the country will become food for sheepheads!"
Thinking of the helpless look of his great-grandfather when he said these words to himself, and then looking at Owak’s firm and handsome face, Aisha only felt like she was almost crying anxiously.
At this time, her anxiety is absolutely not mixed with a little performance. The girl at the age of nineteen is really in a hurry, her kingdom is at stake, and the "savior" sitting in front of her is always ready. Maybe disappear in the next second............ Thinking about it, Aisha's tears can't stop flowing out of her eyes:
"Don’t... don’t do that, I’m sorry Lord Ovain, I... I shouldn’t deceive you, it’s my fault... Please, don’t leave,
This country is almost unable to sustain it. Don’t let these smiling citizens finally lose hope again. They can have a savior. Really... really not easy, if you leave... This country is really going to lay dead under the butcher's butcher's knife, so...please, Lord Ovain".
The incoherent Aisha wiped away the tears on her face and vaguely made the final retention. The tears wet the girl’s collar. The arrogant mask is usually gone. And Fei, now shows that Owak is not the next queen of any kingdom in front of him, nor is it the happy girl who will soon become the wife of a master strongman, and some... just a helpless little girl, and those who are on the road because There is no difference between a girl who broke her knee and howled to cry.
"Ah, it's really a fate. Although it hasn't been caught by that guy, I really don't know if I chose this desert is right or wrong."
Heavyly sighed and looked at the girl who was constantly wiping her tears in front of her. Owak could not help feeling the wounds in his soul hurt again. He didn’t know how to answer Aisha, nor Know if your decision to leave firmly is correct.
So far, thanks to the help of legendary equipment, Ovaqin’s strength has recovered about 50%, but the thought of the cold blue eyes without a trace of emotion in his mind, Ovaqin’s heart Still full of taboos like falling ice caves.
... Slightly turned to look at the poor people still singing and dancing in the tavern, looking at the face of the hotel owner who had been through the vicissitudes of life, watching the smiles of young men and women embracing and drinking, and watching the expression of satisfaction from the older man... Owak said to Aisha in a hoarse voice because she finally raised her head and drank the ale from the glass:
"I can stay up to three more days to help you stabilize the situation, but... this is already my bottom line, I have to emphasize again that my enemy is on the way, my stay will only give You bring disaster...""
After rubbing his stiff brows, Ovaqin's voice gradually fell.
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While Ouwain was still hesitating while sitting in a tavern while chewing barbecue, at the same time, in an oasis outside Yansha City, in the ground below a lake, I saw only a wire Withered, the skinny, dry old man was sitting silently on the old chair, silently closing his eyes.
If Prince Dick is present, he will be able to recognize it at a glance. At this time, this gloomy old man sitting in the dim basement is exactly the "philanthropic wise man" he encountered on the carriage, but this At that time, the old man did not have that bright white flame. Instead, he was replaced by a very distorted blood red staff, and on the old man’s shoulder was a black curious crow with a few blue feathers. .
The old man seems to be closing his eyes and recuperating, and seems to have fallen asleep, and beside his seat, a tall, muscular sheephead chief is reporting the scheduling of the army of sheepheads with a rude voice:
"Dear Lord Southend, the loyal fighter of the Ironhoof tribe has completed the assembly, and the shamans of the White Tail tribe are already on the way, and the food just snatched from the human town is being stepped up. ~IndoMTL.com~ It is expected that in two days, all the sheepheads loyal to the great devil in the entire desert will gather near the sandstone city. The power of the nightmare sect cannot be resisted. All the guys who dare to be enemies of the great devil will be cut Into a puree"!
The madness of the Goatman Chief is not affected by the gloomy atmosphere in the basement. His pupils are full of the terrible glory of Bloodthirst, especially when he said "cut into meat". The strange war pattern even twisted and spread as if it were alive.
The old man sitting on the seat, Southend, was not infected by the fanaticism of the Shepherd Chieftain. Until the dark basement returned to silence again, the inscrutable mage spoke lightly:
"Very good, Gangwo. You are one of the best shepherd chiefs. Now you can leave. The great devil has remembered your merits. The rest, you just need to look at those The stupid heretics can bleed under the heroic fighter's butcher's knife, you don't have to worry about other troubles, my husband... I have my own arrangements for everything!" ...
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