Demon King

Ivo smiled and pushed the dishes to Aivel, "These are all good things, don't waste it."

Alville nodded lightly, picked up the wooden fork, put a piece of chocobo meat in his mouth, chewed gently, and whispered, "It's delicious."

The two immersed themselves in the food. Iver was supposed to be extremely hostile to Ivo. In this more than one month in prison, Iver endured the torment of hatred in the darkness and loneliness every day. In the time of loneliness and silence, all emotions were magnified. She can be sure that she hates the man who defeated her, but what is peculiar is that when the two sat down face to face, her anger disappeared out of thin air, and the enemy in front of her was buried in annihilation of food, not talking about hatred or hatred. .

This peculiar feeling caused complex emotions in Aiville's heart.

It seemed that there was a strange trait in Ivo that made her calm down involuntarily.

The exquisite food made her taste buds that had been tortured by rye bread for more than a month come alive again. Elvir raised his eyes to look at Ivo, and saw that he had no idea of ​​talking at all, and was eating by himself, as if it was true. Just want her to have a good meal.

While eating, Elvir said slowly: "Baria was once glorious, and its history is even longer than that of Lasses. More than a hundred years ago, Friega had only two kingdoms, Barria and Guishuang, and there was nothing wrong with each other, Gao Shi The plain was once the land of Barea.

The first king of Lasses captured the High Rock Plain and developed the embryonic form of the kingdom of Lasses and established the country. "

Ivo nodded. He had read this history in the book.

"What I did was just to regain the glory of Barea." Aiville stuffed his mouth with food and said in a low tone, "I did nothing wrong, but it is a pity that war is not right or wrong, only winning or losing.

The military power of Lasses has always topped the four kingdoms of Friega. The attack on the city of Lasses a few years ago gave me the light. "

Ivo shook his head, holding a spear and a sword in his hand, but also holding his ambition.

Elver talked slowly, even she herself didn't know why she said so much.

"I have been a distinguished person since I was a child. The court teacher taught me all the manners of a lady, the eating posture, the standing posture, the walking posture, everything was as decent and polite as measured by a ruler. When I was seven years old, the teacher told me I, I will definitely become a virtuous wife in the future. I asked her who my husband is. She said that she must be an excellent nobleman.

At that moment I saw the future, marrying a strange man, and becoming a commendable virtuous and noble lady. This kind of future made me panic and confused. Three years later, when I was ten years old, my father found a swordsman master to teach me Barea royal swordsmanship. This is a royal tradition. Every member of the royal family, whether male or female, must learn this genre of swordsmanship passed down from the ancestors. It's just... my talent for swordsmanship exceeded their expectations.

The boundaries of swordsmen are as fragile as paper to me. The sword qi I cut out is getting stronger and stronger every day, and my rank keeps rising. One day, in a etiquette class, I was thinking about the swordsmanship problem. The walking posture was not in accordance with the etiquette. The court teacher used the teaching ruler to draw it on my back according to the usual practice. Obviously I was accustomed to this kind of pain, but at that time I was suddenly angry and put the sword on her neck and let her go. Since that day, I haven't taken any etiquette classes.

I forgot those **** etiquettes, left the royal family despite my father’s opposition, joined the legion, and when I hacked the enemy to death for the first time, my heart didn’t have the slightest fear. Only with excitement, I knew that I had found my life’s path and the battlefield It's where I belong.

I love my family, my father, my mother, my mother, and I love my country, so I plan to attack Lasses and realize my plan step by step.

I was infinitely close to success...until you showed up. "

After Alveer finished speaking, he didn't raise his head, and kept stuffing his mouth.

"You ruined the opportunity that I have waited for more than 20 years, you ruined my future, you ruined my life, I hate you, and I want you to die right in front of me."

Ivo sighed, stood up, patted Alville on the head, "Sorry."

After speaking, he turned and left the cell.

Aiville lowered his head, constantly stuffing food into his mouth, chewing slowly with bulging cheeks.

"Tick."

There was a wave of wine in the glass, drowning a tear.

...

A month later, outside the Black Rock Fortress on the western border of Lasses.

Ivo rides a war horse and is at the forefront of the team. Beside him stands Elver with his hands tied in shackles.

Barea’s team came from a distance, and dozens of unkempt nobles walked slowly, followed by Barea soldiers armed with spears.

Millie looked excited, he saw his father, Count Farazzi.

Barea’s team walked out of a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Iver and was also a member of the royal family. He shouted: "Is Lord Ivo Harriken’s troops on the opposite side?"

Ivo nodded and said: "Take the arrow, wind up!"

The soldiers behind them drew their bows and aimed at the Barea, and Barea’s troops hurriedly responded, making the same behavior, and the two sides confronted each other far away.

Ivo said indifferently: "Okay, let's start exchanging hostages."

The middle-aged man was frightened by Ivo's aura, he looked up at the shadow of the dragon looming in the clouds, swallowed, and waved.

The hostages of the Lasses nobles slowly walked towards Ivo's troops. The two troops were separated by five hundred meters. Among them was the area targeted by the bows and arrows of both sides.

Ivo tilted his head to look at Avel and said, "Go, you are free."

Aiville lowered his head and walked slowly to the opposite side.

The hostages of the two sides gradually approached, and Elver passed by dozens of noble hostages, and everyone's hearts were raised.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and Barea's attitude of exchanging hostages was very sincere.

A few dozen meters of noble hostages came to Ivo's army and wept with joy. Millie even hugged his father and quietly wiped away the tears.

Ivo looked at the other side. Iver walked into the crowd and released the shackles. The middle-aged man said something to her. She waved her hand~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and walked on her own, her back lonely like the sunset in the evening, The waist that was once as strong as a leopard has lost the promotion of the evening sun, and the energetic "Red Leopard" Aiville is dead.

Ivo’s emotions were complicated and he was totally bored with this war. He turned around to look at his team. Every soldier's face was engraved with awe and admiration for him, but he could not conceal the depth left to them by the war. Deeply tired.

A little further away is the mottled wall of the Black Rock Fortress, and the marks left by the weapon chopping are like white scars, messy and sharp.

Nafi rode forward and seemed to perceive Ivo's complicated mood. She shook Ivo's palm hard.

Without words, Ivo warmed from his hands to his heart.

"go home."

In the late spring of May, the great clan of Earthwolves officially withdrew from the Northern Land War.

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