Demon King

Ivo tilted his head, avoiding his boots, looking calm.

"You will be drowned by your own blood, and your soul will be shattered to ashes," the old refugee burst into tears, and tore open the collar to reveal a hideous scar. "My son and son-in-law's family of four died under the hands of heretics! You are cruel! Divide them! You are demons! Demons! You demons are not eligible to be redeemed!"

All of a sudden, the refugees whose family members were brutally attacked by heretical murderers were filled with righteous indignation and yelled at them. There was a faint tendency of riots. They wanted to break away from the guards and rushed to deal with Ivo.

Ivo exhaled and slowly said: "Sadness? Despair? You will remember the horror of heresy for the rest of your life, like a brand that cannot be erased. Yes, this is the harm that heresy brings to you. This is the way of heresy."

Looking directly at the angry crowd, Ivo sneered, "But you only dared to go wild in front of me, seeking spiritual comfort with meaningless spurning and insults. When the heresy does appear, you will be like panicked rabbits. Same, run away."

The refugees were furious.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

"Bah, shameless heresy!"

"You are not a human! You are a demon in human skin!"

"Arrogant bastard!"

Ivo calmly faced what Qianfu pointed out, and said lightly: "My hands have buried a thousand heretical lives, but what about you?"

The anger stopped abruptly, and the refugees were stunned.

Ivo slowly said: "Here, this is a lonely word, standing at the other end of the world, yearning for prosperity and beauty, warmth and sunshine, but there is only cold and darkness beside him."

"The identity of a heresy is like a mountain," Ivo said in a heavy tone, "I carry the mountain alone, walking in the mud, looking up to the direction of heaven, but the lead gray clouds cover the dawn. This is a desperate road, and there is an abyss ahead. With the cliff, the fallen will eventually sell their souls to the devil, so I stopped."

"Evil? Dark?"

"No, it's loneliness."

"Loneliness breeds distortion, loneliness breeds cruelty, loneliness breeds indifference"

"Loneliness makes heretics."

"From loneliness to perversion, only one thought is needed, so heresy becomes an accomplice of evil."

"Is the heresy turned into heresy only after the world thought it was heresy, or was it heresy from the beginning?"

"I'm fed up with all this."

"I want to end this dark life."

Everyone calmed down and listened to Ivo slowly speaking.

"Yes, heresy is evil in the eyes of the world, it's damned."

"But how do you define heresy? Who will define heresy? The church? The people? The ruler?"

Ivo shook his head, "Benefits and stance affect judgment. God said: Anyone who does not believe in me is not good for me, and is different from me, is a heresy. This sentence comes from the book of Satan, which is divided into The line poem of a heretical book is a great heresy in history. You have never read it, because the church does not let this book circulate."

Everyone was stunned by Ivo, and they were led to this topic unknowingly. They felt that what Ivo said was reasonable, but it also felt like a bunch of meaningless nonsense.

Ivo turned around and propped his hands on the table, "But I still want you to judge if I am a heresy."

"Look around here, look at this town, look at the high walls and bunkers, look at your bulging stomachs after a good breakfast."

"Am I still a heresy in your eyes?"

The townspeople fell silent.

This town is guarded by Ivo.

These walls were built by Ivo.

These materials were brought by Ivo.

The lord protected the town from the mobs and orcs.

The lord generously assisted the refugees.

The lord worked hard to build a military line of defense.

The lord never hurt them.

Ivo exhaled: "From the beginning to the end, what I did is worthy of the kingdom and the people, and the identity of heresy is just a nihil name for me. If a name can wipe out all my credit, it is wrong. It's not me, it's the world that is wrong."

"Time will tell who I am."

Everyone was silent, Nafei's expression relaxed, thinking of the past few years, she whispered: "Even if you were a heresy, you are also a kind-hearted heresy."

Ivo waved his hand: "Let's go away."

The townspeople dispersed gradually, and everyone was thinking about their faces, and most of the people's inner hostility towards Ivo was almost dispelled.

Back in the room, Ivo breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat. In addition to regaining control of Lima Town, his speech was more through word of mouth, passing the words out, the battle last night. Unable to seal the news, he turned his face completely with the dark eyes, and needed an explanation to whiten his identity.

Ivo is actually very painful. He asked himself is not an evil heresy, but society is a system. It is not yourself that determines who you are, but people’s judgments and impressions. This is very annoying, but there is nothing to do. , He can only try to whitewash.

This speech deliberately downplayed the bad behavior of heretics, separated himself from those bad heretic images, and emphasized his merits, presumably those big men understand what he meant.

"heresy?"

Lord Rael of Crystal Valley widened his eyes.

The clerical officer asked cautiously: "My lord, what shall we do?"

Rael glanced at him strangely, "Continue to build the defense line, what else do you want to do?"

The clerical officer wiped cold sweat, "Subordinates understand."

Lord Sucre of Youge Town read the news, raised his eyebrows, and threw the information written by the spies into the oil lamp.

The intelligence slowly burned and turned into ashes.

Stormwind Valley.

The king got the first-hand news, rubbed the scepter, and murmured, "Is the power standing behind it a heresy?"

"Your Majesty, what do you want to do?"

Seventh III wrote a letter, took out a baronial badge, and put it in the envelope together with the letter.

"Jendison, take another trip."

"clear."

heresy?

In the face of interests, this is just a trivial word.

Or for some jealous people, this is an opportunity.

Fallen Dragon City.

The disheveled Firman was taken to a vast courtyard by two private guards in armor. He just spent a thousand benas in a tavern with the charming proprietress. Two guards broke into the room and dragged them from the bed, so the panic on his face made sense.

"What the **** are you doing? I have no money!" Firman was crying in his voice, and he was almost scared to pee.

He was taken to the depths of the courtyard. There was a pavilion. Two guards pressed him on the seat of the pavilion and stood behind him to prevent him from escaping.

A fat, white, middle-aged man walked into the pavilion, dressed in a fine aristocratic robe, with the Earl medal pinned on his chest, sitting opposite Firman, and looking at him up and down.

"Good day, my lord." Firman fidgeted, he was just the distant nephew of a little nobleman, and he had never seen a big man like the earl.

"Fierman Pace, Mady Pace's distant nephew, is also his only relative. His parents died early. He wanted to steal Mady’s treasure and was driven out of Lima Town a long time ago. Through the aid of the Noble Council, he managed to make ends meet. ?"

Firman nodded repeatedly.

"I am Earl Hill. According to the law of the nobility, you are the sole legal heir of Lima Town after Madi's death. I want you to go to Lima Town and take back your lordship."

Firman hesitated, "But now the lord of Lima Town, Ivohariken, is a ruthless man~www.wuxiamtl.com~ even the orcs have been defeated by him."

Earl Hill sneered coldly: "You are a talented person, given you the same conditions, you can do it too, can't you?"

Firman was held up for a while, refreshed, patted his chest and said, "Of course I am fine!"

"Very well, I will help you regain your lordship. This belongs to you in the first place. No one can take it away. All you lack is an opportunity. Only when you have a territory can you display your buried talent. Think about it. You can gain merits in the war and become a formal nobleman, a knight, a baron, a viscount, and even me, with countless wealth and honor. All noble girls love you. This is your destiny."

Firman was bluffed, his face flushed, and he said loudly: "You are right, what I miss is an opportunity!"

Earl Hill said with bewilderment: "Now that the opportunity has arrived, Ivo considers himself a heresy, how can a heresy be qualified to become a nobleman of the kingdom? As long as you go to Lima Town, you will be able to become a lord without fail, and I will help you. "

Firman nodded repeatedly.

To be continued.