Blasphemy: 15th day of the year

"It turns out to be the wise Miss Adelene. I couldn't release the magic just now. Is it your masterpiece?" The fat man said as he finally got up and arranged his clothes calmly. He was unusually thick-skinned and didn't take the embarrassment just now at all.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Adelene reminded him with a smile.

Roger chuckled and said: "Maybe she lost the fight accidentally, so she is not convinced."

"It's normal for her to lose to you. You must have done something else!" Adelene said with a half-smile.

"In the name of the dark gods, I did absolutely nothing!" Rogge said solemnly.

Although he has nothing to do with Adelene, if anything, he should just be wary. But I don’t know why, maybe because of the exchange agreement proposed by Milo, maybe because he always saw the figure of Elesis in her, maybe it was the atmosphere she deliberately created, there always seemed to be something between them. An ambiguous relationship. So Roger instinctively chose an answer that would satisfy any woman.

But Adelene obviously doesn't believe it. She smiled slightly and said: "The dark gods are different from Shiloh or other light gods. They hold grudges and are extremely vengeful. If you swear randomly in their name, you will probably have a bad fate. The worst is The ending is that the agents of the gods will come directly to you."

Roger was startled and said: "I'm not a big shot, am I not worthy of the gods' care?"

He looked at Adeleni again and said warily: "You are not the agent of some dark god, are you? That must be the case, otherwise how could you be so powerful? There are only a few people at your age on the mainland. I have never seen anyone with a magical power that surpasses that of the Great Mage!"

Adelene smiled softly and said: "I am not qualified to be the agent of the gods. However, I do know such an agent. Maybe you will have a chance to see it soon. I really don’t mean any harm, and you don’t have to be so wary of me. To put it bluntly, how could you not know my identity as a demon?”

The fat man didn’t expect that she would put it on so directly, so he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed, so he smiled and began to talk about it: "Hey, isn't Milo here? Isn't he always with you?"

"He is reflecting behind closed doors! We don't need to pay attention to him." Adelene said with a smile. She suddenly walked towards Rogge, until she came to him, reached out and took his hand, and said gently: "I know you are very busy, but can you spare some time now to talk to me?"

Rogg smiled bitterly and said, "Can I say no?"

"Of course not."

A moment later, the two of them appeared on a mountain peak.

Adelene stood on the top of the peak, the strong wind blowing against her face blowing her elegant long dress. Looking from behind, it was really touching. She looked around, then sighed softly and said, "What a beautiful world."

The terrain around Richelieu is flat. The mountain is neither high nor dangerous. Looking around, the sky is covered with lead clouds and the ground is covered with ice and snow. At the foot of the mountain is a large dense coniferous forest with a dark green crown. It was depressing to watch. Even Rogge could tell that there was no good scenery no matter where you looked at it.

Adelene seemed to understand what Rogge was thinking, so she said: "If you have been to the Demon Realm and stayed in several major Demon Realms for a period of time, then you will feel that any place in this world , are all so full of vitality. A place with vitality is a beautiful place."

"Demon Realm?" Rogge heard a new word and immediately asked calmly.

As if she was completely unaware of his intentions, Adelene explained: "The Demon Realm is a special place in the Demon Realm. The environment there is too harsh even for us demons. How should I say, the Demon Realm Just like the ice ocean or the crater of this world. The five most famous demon realms have their own characteristics, so they often become the training grounds for high-level demons."

Roger asked again: "Which are the five major demon realms? You are so powerful, you must have practiced in one of the demon realms, right?"

"I chose the Mist Demonic Realm, which is characterized by loneliness. Any demon who enters the Mist Demonic Realm will be overwhelmed by the fog containing infinite power and lose all sense of direction and time. There is no way to sense the outside world, and there is no sense of time. You can only see a few meters around you. In fact, the practice of the Mist Demonic Realm is very simple, just walk in, find a way out from the other side, and your strength will naturally increase greatly."

Adelene spoke in an understatement, but Rogge felt horrified. He is also an expert in torture and knows that isolating a prisoner in a space with no light, no sound, and nothing is one of the most severe punishments. Few prisoners could survive many days without going crazy.

He took a deep breath and asked: "How big is the Mist Demon Realm?"

Adelene turned around, looked at Rogge, and said with a smile: "You are very smart, and you know the uniqueness of the Mist Demon Realm so quickly. If measured by the measurement units of this world, the Mist Demon Realm It should be 10,000 kilometers in radius."

The fat man took a breath, frowned at Adelene, and slowly backed away.

Adelene smiled softly and said: "If I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you long ago. Even the two goddesses behind you may not have time to save you! After all, they have not become gods for a long time, and the dark people The existence of the Lord God is probably longer than the history of this plane."

Roger was shocked again. He suddenly said: "Are you the one who stole the things?"

"What are you talking about?" Adelene frowned and asked in confusion: "Stealing your things? Do you have anything worth stealing?"

When Rogge thought about it carefully, it was indeed unlikely that it was her. Adelene doesn't have a single magic item on her body, and her material requirements are obviously extremely low. And it can be seen from her words that she has a close relationship with the dark gods and is not very interested in his divine power of the goddess of nature.

"Nothing." The fat man smiled.

She also smiled slightly and stopped pursuing the matter.

Adelene is different from any woman Rogge has ever met in his life. She is like a gentle breeze, blowing quietly by your side. When there is wind, you will feel very comfortable. When there is no wind, you tend to forget that the wind ever existed. She is tolerant and gentle, but also has an indifference to everything in the world.

The two of them fell into silence and stood in silence at the top of the mountain for a long time. Finally, Adelene said: "Rogg, what you have done for Elesis has been widely known in the devil world. So I will come to you this time, hoping that you can help us. Because we have a common The enemy, he is the general of the demon world, Artest."

"Artest?" Rogge's pupils narrowed sharply. He chanted the name repeatedly, and the past came to his mind like a tide.

An extremely tyrannical being of a generation, even highly praised by Elesis whose magic power far exceeds that of the Grand Magister. He is a strong member of the Demonic Dragon Clan. His strength is so strong that he can catch up with the Demon Emperor and was awarded the title of Grand General. A conspirator lured Elesis into a trap with just one scale, so that she was eventually transformed into a statue of a purgatory angel in the holy flames, and his dream of the devil world was cut off.

This is Rogge’s entire impression of Artest.

"I'm just an ordinary human magician. You can definitely see clearly how powerful I am. Facing a being like Artest, I don't even have room to intervene." Rogge said calmly.

Adelene smiled and said: "You have not changed your nature as a profiteer, and you want to bargain again. But I don't like this. Artest is our common enemy. He has been busy sealing off the demon world and this world. The passage between planes, so I don’t have time to trouble you. My condition is very simple. If you try your best to help me, I will become your most trustworthy ally in the future. It doesn’t matter if you refuse, I I will challenge Artest with Miro. Whether it is life or death, just follow the arrangements of the dark gods."

Rogg has somewhat adapted to her straightforward style and frowned: "Although there are many strong men around me now, except for one, I can hardly command anyone else. How can I help you?"

"Except for the girl who called you a bastard, right? But she is really beautiful." Adelene praised with a smile.

The fat man chuckled and did not answer in advance.

"It is difficult for her to intervene in this kind of battle. If you want to challenge Artest, you must find a way to persuade the two goddesses behind you. Well, although they are a bit fierce, they are really very nice to you. Not bad."

Roger was silent for a while and suddenly asked: "Listening to your tone, it is actually equivalent to committing suicide for you and Milo to challenge Artest? Why do you insist on challenging him?"

Adelene said calmly: "If the space channel cannot be opened within a certain period of time, then my mission will be considered a failure. The agent I once mentioned will come to this plane in person to meet with Artest. Ste will fight to the death. But whether it wins or loses, Milo and I will become its slaves from now on. I would rather die fighting than be a slave."

After hearing her bottom line, Rogge suddenly felt an itch in his heart and wanted to take advantage of her. Adelene's eyes lit up slightly, with golden and blue light glowing. She looked at Rogge and said, "You'd better not think so wildly."

The fat man was startled, and then he realized that the woman opposite him was not a weak person, but a terrifying witch who could easily destroy him with a raise of his hand. In this place where there is no help, it is better not to offend her. What's more, after meeting Feng Yue once, the last connection between him and Feng Yue was also interrupted. From now on, his call will no longer reach Feng Yue's ears, and naturally Feng Yue cannot be counted on to help.

Rogg suddenly let out a sigh of relief and said: "I will help you. You know I can't promise anything, but I will try my best."

"Then it's a deal." Adelene stretched out her hand and high-fived Rogge.

After this high-five, Rogge realized that her palm was as soft as boneless, ice-cold and greasy, and he felt a slight tremor in his heart. As soon as he closed his hands, he wanted to hold her hand, but Adelene's movement was like a puff of smoke, and she took her hand out gently.

She smiled faintly and said: "Roger, there are so many beautiful women around you, you don't want even one with my appearance, right? You are really not picky about food."

Indeed, almost every part of Adelene's body can be compared with any peerless beauty if taken individually. Only her face, if we say she looks like a human being, is really a bit reluctant. The only good thing she can tell is that she looks very majestic.

The fat man smiled, put away his frivolous attitude, and said: "Anyway, I still have some time, can you tell me about the devil world, Elesis, and yourself?"

Adelene gathered her long hair that was a little messy in the wind, she was as elegant as a orchid, and said slowly: "The devil world is very vast. The devil world you mentioned is actually the general name of more than ten different planes, each of which The planes have their own lords, and the most powerful one among all the lords will become the emperor of the demon world and inherit the power from the demon god. Elesis and I are both the daughters of the current emperor of the demon world. Speaking of which, She is a little older than me. But don’t think that the princess of the demon world has such a prominent status. The demon world only looks at strength. No matter you are a princess or a prince, if you don’t have extraordinary strength, you will still be looked down upon. Not to mention that you have been with your father for a long time. In his life, there have been more than 200 princes and more than 100 princesses. Fortunately, the blood of the demon royal family has always been a symbol of power. With it, one can easily possess powerful power. Therefore, if those princes and princesses It is not easy to think that one is weak in power. No one has ever embarrassed the royal family. One hundred years is a generation in the demon world. At that time, among all the demons under the age of 500, Elesis, Milo and I were recognized as the most powerful ones. Geniuses, we all choose different paths of power. But Elesis is the most dazzling one. She combines almost all the brilliance of the demon clan, and her attainments in magic quickly catch up with the elders of the upper demon clan. . At that time, she was extremely arrogant, and she would not take any existence seriously, and she did not even respect the devil. More than a hundred years ago, I lost to her seventeen times in a row, but I never had any respect for myself. The path I chose was somewhat shaken, so I chose to enter the Mist Demon Realm. When I came out of the Demon Realm and prepared to defeat her, I heard about Artest’s betrayal and... her ending."

"Then what is your purpose in coming to this plane? Do you want to conquer it?" Rogge asked with a frown.

Adelene gave a rare forced smile and sighed: "No, it's an escape."

"Escape? What's going on?" Rogge was greatly surprised.

"I will naturally tell you when the time is right in the future. But now is not the time. Well, it is not early now, and we should go back. When I find Artest's whereabouts, I will come Notified you."

Before Rogge could say anything, Adelene's eyes flashed and her figure disappeared.

Rogge, full of worries, returned to the mansion and was walking to the study when he suddenly found Hughes enjoying the snow and drinking wine in the garden. The fat man walked over, poured himself a large glass of wine, and drank it down without saying a word. After a long time, he breathed out a breath of alcohol with great satisfaction. Rogge welcomed Hughes' new hobby with both hands. He didn't have much taste in tea, but he could still tell the difference between good and bad wine.

"Elder Hughes, do you think I should help the demons?" Rogge suddenly asked.

Xius pondered for a moment and said: "Sometimes helping others also helps oneself. Other times, helping others harms oneself. This may be used as a criterion for judgment. As for other considerations, it is often Some unrealistic things. For example, the demons, most of the people who think they should be killed have faith in the gods of heaven. So your decision should not be influenced by these people, but should only be based on you. Judge based on your own actual situation."

Rogg smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know whether helping the demons is beneficial to me. But the disadvantage is very clear. I have found myself a very powerful enemy. But my current I feel that I am inclined to help the demons. I have to admit that Adelene is indeed very good at persuading people. Elder Hughes, do you think I have any traces of spiritual charm magic?"

Xius shook his head and said: "You can be called a master of spiritual magic. Since you can't detect whether you have been affected by spiritual charm magic, it is impossible for me to tell. But Ed I have met Renee, and I am inclined to think that she did not do anything to you. I can only say that she is too convincing. Speaking of which, apart from some inherent shortcomings of the race, these demons can actually be said to be He's a nice guy."

Roger sighed and drank another glass of strong wine, with a hint of drunkenness on his face. He held his forehead and sighed: "I don't know whether my decision is right or wrong. But now I have a feeling that I must kill Artest. Alas, why do I always have a lot of things that I have to do now? Something?"

Xius smiled and said: "That's because your status is different. We all know that the wind in the sky is very strong, but this kind of strong wind can only be felt by towering ancient trees. Those who live under the shade of ancient trees There is no way to know the taste of low shrubs."

The fat man sighed: "But sometimes I really want to be a shrub."

"If you can put down the many shrubs or grass that are sheltering under your shade, of course there is nothing wrong with doing so." Hughes' words sounded more like a threat than a comfort.

The fat man was silent for a moment, and finally said lonelyly: "Of course I understand. But after agreeing to Adelene, I still have to find a way to convince those two guys..."

Xius smiled knowingly, obviously understanding Rogge's troubles. But the old fox just said: "I'm afraid there is no good solution. Who wants you to be surrounded by women who are too fierce... no, strong... that's not right, talented women? You want them to work together, I’m afraid it’s much more difficult than defeating them! I don’t have any good ideas, so you can handle it yourself, haha, haha!”

Looking at Hughes who was gloating about his misfortune, the fat man was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames. He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course this is difficult, so you'd better go with me."

"Of course not!" Hughes immediately refused: "I have selected twenty elf killers, and they are expected to arrive in the provinces of Leyton and Duke Doliac in three days. This matter is of great importance, I You have to go and see for yourself. You don’t want any more damage to the elves, right? Well, by the way, I heard that the price of a young elf woman with outstanding martial arts skills in the slave market has tripled in the past year. !"

This hit Fatty immediately. He snorted, his face turned livid, and he was speechless for a moment. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "You can only take care of one side, then who will lead the other group of killers?"

"Effier." Hughes said with a smile.

The fat man frowned and said, "Effie? How could she..." He then remembered that wherever Effie went, her teacher Constantine would be following her. With such a cardinal backing her up, she could indeed run wild.

But the fat man became worried again: "Do you think that Constantine is reliable? He doesn't have any other motives..."

"The Cardinal's character is commendable. At least he shouldn't have any lustful intentions." Hughes pointed out what Rogge was really worried about. It's just that his assurance sounded frivolous and without any weight at all.

After sending off Hughes, Rogge fell into a frantic work in the next few days. He was completely sleepless, dealing with complicated official affairs one by one.

Every day, dozens of urgent reports will be sent from the Principality of Are. After Rogge reviews them, they will be distributed to the corresponding subordinates for processing. At this time, all the troops in the Principality of Are are being mobilized, and the border fortresses are being reinforced. After the reorganization of the defenders is completed, they are seizing all the time to train.

Various weapons specifically used to defend against orcs have been initially successfully trial-produced, and small batch trials have been carried out. The defenders of a small fortress have even received new weapons. Under Adele's enthusiasm, the entire Ale Park equipment and transportation system operate with amazing efficiency. The Redbud Butterfly shifted the focus of defense of the entire principality based on the already formulated plan. At this moment, the Arei Principality was like an extremely huge beast, slowly turning around and pointing its claws and teeth in the direction of the central mountain range.

Food is a big problem, but it is not unsolvable. Rogge knew very well what kind of power the Principality of Leyton and Duke Doliac had on hand. This group of selected elf killers are all guarded by strong men, and they are by no means capable of being defended by their guards. The order given by the fat man to the elf killer was to sneak into the house where the two men were resting every night. No matter who they were, they would kill them on sight and withdraw after killing ten. This was still the case the next day, until the two began to transport food to the Principality of Are.

The fat people don’t believe that their nerves can survive fear for several days.

At the same time, Rogge began to secretly send people to sell the jewelry that the elves had accumulated for many years through the empire's public or underground markets, and to purchase high-quality magic raw materials on a large scale. Even if it is temporarily useless, he will buy it and put it away first. Who knows when these ingredients will come in handy.

After work, all the time he has is spent meditating or conducting magic research.

Roger refused to give himself any space, because as soon as he was free, he would involuntarily return to that dream. He was exhausted physically and mentally and really didn't want to go through this endless suffering anymore.

In addition, Rogge has written a letter to the emperor, stating the disaster caused by the orcs and asking the empire to send troops to support, but there has been no response. Rogge secretly speculated on the emperor's intentions, and often felt uneasy in his heart. However, the scourge of the orcs was beyond the power of the principality to resist, and the empire had to send troops to suppress it. This political matter, which could be either black or white, was really not suitable to be dealt with alone.

On this evening, a flying horse arrived at Rogge's mansion and notified the emperor to summon him.

A moment later, Rogge was already standing in the emperor's small study. At this moment, Rogge felt that he had made progress again. As soon as he entered the room, he realized that the entire study was enveloped by a huge and unstoppable dark force.

Everything in the room is dark. The dim, swaying magic light made the emperor's expressionless face flicker. The old butler stood aside, looking lifeless.

On the dark red desk in front of the emperor, there were two identical boxes. The box is carved from precious fragrant wood and decorated with gold-plated patterns. The lock on the lid is made of flame-patterned steel, and the whole body shines with a faint red brilliance.

Rogg looked at the two boxes, and the emperor looked at him.

He took a step forward and slowly opened the two boxes.

In the box on the left is a gorgeous scepter. ~IndoMTL.com~ It is made of magical mithril and fine gold wire. The head of the staff is crowned and inlaid with two rows of huge rubies. In the middle of the scepter is a huge transparent crystal. It is pure and untainted, rare both in purity and volume. Rogge touched the crystal lightly and immediately knew that it could be filled with multiple powerful magics and was by no means just a decoration. The handle of the scepter is engraved with inscriptions praising the gods.

In another box, there is a short scimitar. It is equally luxurious and exquisite, and its workmanship is no less than the exquisite products handed down from the elves. Only a few generals with outstanding military exploits in the empire would own this style of scimitar.

"Choose one." The emperor's voice was low and gloomy, like a thick cloud before rain. After a pause, he added: "You can only choose one."

Rogg slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly. The old manager opened his dim eyes slightly and stared at the slowly stretched out hand.

At this moment, there is only silence in the room.

At this moment, Rogge seemed to see her standing in nothingness again, enduring the eternal loneliness alone.

He sighed softly and finally dropped his hand.