Duke of Grief

When night fell, the fire in the camp lit up, and the lamp on the table of Krylov III also lit up. The magical power let the light bloom at night, and those naughty little things ran out of the crystal. Sahuan in the camp.

"Huh!"

Feeling a little bit dry, Krylov III raised his head to move his neck and shoulders, and saw the bread and meat on the table before thinking of his dinner.

"His Majesty……"

The servants in the camp awakened from the confusion, with a little panic in their eyes, and hurried up a few steps, but they were stopped by Krylov III.

"Pour me a glass of red bar." His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Corot ordered with his hoarse voice.

His command made the servants look relaxed and couldn't help but show a stiff smile, "Yes, yes..."

Watching the servant walk out, Krylov III's gaze fell on the pen he placed on the table. He looked at the pen and smiled at himself suddenly.

Covering the pen cap, Krylov III took the bread on the table and bit it down.

The bread was no longer as soft as before. When chewing, the dry taste continuously stimulated the king's mouth and throat. As the saliva secreted, Krylov III licked his chapped lips.

I didn’t hear the wind, the wind outside the big tent seemed to have stopped, the moody winter girl finally stopped for a while, but this did not bring a little comfort to Krylov III, because the battle was not over, he also I didn't see the chance of victory, it seemed that it was still far away from the moment of victory...

The soldier’s life is still filling in this bottomless abyss. Victory is not hopeless, just walking on the bridge over this abyss named'Death', even Krelov III looks Across the far side can't help but feel timid.

No matter how well the army under the command is played, no matter how high the morale of the soldiers is, the distance from the "victory" is still far away.

Krylov III never knew that Marquis El Faro’s commanding ability was so outstanding. Even the evaluation of Marquis Aroeira and General Aroeira, who was guarding the south with him, was only "compliable", but the result was I thought that Marquis El Faro was so powerful.

Krylov III believes that his father-in-law will not deceive himself, because he has been tied to the same boat as himself, and his family has been labeled as "royal", if he is undercover, even the Marquis of El Faro If you win, you will not reuse him and his family-no matter who it is, you will not reuse the'Betrayer'!

In this case, it was Marquis El Faro who deliberately hid.

The proud Krelov III is gone forever, now sitting here is the'wise king', and will no longer be complacent because of the nobles' praise, because it is all'speaking without support', If they can make outstanding achievements like those of the army led by tragic winds, then Krylov III will be delighted.

But it is a pity that it is a group of wastes-a group of wastes that only speak "nonsense"!

"Your Majesty, your wine--"

The departed servant came back again. He came back with warm red wine, but when he took out the bottle, the bottle was no longer warm.

The embarrassed servant stood at the table, his eyes full of terror.

Krylov III sighed and tapped on the table, "Pour me a drink, I'm a little thirsty too."

"Yes, yes." The servant Rumeng amnesty, nodded anxiously in response, and poured a glass of wine for Krylov III with a tense mood.

People in the Assatom world do not have the habit of drinking hot water, and they will get sick if they drink raw water, so most people except civilians rely on low-alcohol and tea to replenish their water, like Crelo. Kings like Hustle III are no exception-because the raw water is so dirty, even if it is flowing water and well water, civilians should be glad that there is only sediment in the water and nothing else.

Only Wind City, which has established a ‘water purification plant’, can provide clean enough water, but even so, after drinking raw water, children will still have trouble.

Even at this time, the price of red wine that Krylov III can drink is not low, because unlike foods such as bread and meat, the shelf life of alcohol is very long, so the servants dare not take any drop The wine spilled out.

The servants who took care of Krylov III were left in the palace by him. Now the servant was brought casually when he came, and he did not understand the temperament of Krylov III, so he was a little trembling in what he did.

Looking at the servant's serious and frightened appearance, Krylov III was irritated. When the servant finished pouring wine for him, he waved his hand, "Put the red wine here, please go down, wait for me It's time to rest."

"Yes Yes……"

The servant swallowed, put the bottle down, and stumbled out.

Krylov III took the wine glass, looked at the red wine in the glass, and looked at his reflection in the glass-full of stubble, tired eyes, and no longer the proud pride of the expedition.

Looking at it, Krylov III became more and more angry, and suddenly lifted the wine glass and poured all the red wine into his throat. The sweet wine straight down the esophagus and into his stomach.

A few drops of wine dripped from the stubble and fell on the trouser legs of Krylov III, but he didn't care, his palms were wiped down to his chin, and then the wet palms rubbed against the clothes again, and the wine glass was suddenly dropped by him When I reached the ground, the leather carpet under my feet absorbed the impact, and the wine glass did not break.

"……Oh shit!"

Although the thirst in his mouth had been resolved, Krylov III had no intention of continuing to eat.

Seeing the bottle on the table, Krylov III's fist lifted quietly, and slowly landed on the table with a long sigh.

After receiving the news about the sad wind leader last time, Krylov III began to pay attention to the sad wind lead again. Every time there was a major event, the news will be sent to his hand as soon as possible. on.

The maidservant was really strong, but what Krelov III did not expect was that the gap between him and her was so great!

Krylov III knew that there must be a gap between him and the maidservant, but he did not expect that he did ‘so failed’, and the maidservant was able to be embraced by the majority of the lords led by the tragic wind.

Sorrowful leader is flourishing under her administration, and the kingdom is in his hands, but the civilians can only hope for the end of the war...

It is impossible for the royal family to have no spies in the sad wind collar. After all, once the sad wind collar rides south, it is very easy to seize the throne of the Kingdom of Corot~www.NovelMTL.com~ is not only "strength", but even "prestige". The old duke far surpassed all the kings of the past, and no one could match it except Krylov I.

The royal family had been guarding against the old prince, but speculated on the thoughts of decent people with a base idea. After the escape of Andre IV to the sorrow leader, the old prince not only did not control it, but even took it Andre IV was nurtured as an "heir", and even Krylov III's childhood was spent a while in the sad wind.

The tragic wind and peace and peace form a stark contrast to the war in the kingdom. Krylov III watched his country falling towards the abyss, and watched the tragic wind leap into fame, but he had no way .

Krylov III believes that he is not a'weak generation', but just now, the idea of'surrender' came to his mind!

His Majesty sat behind the table and raised his forehead with a long sigh. For a moment, his mind was confused and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The guards of the King's Guards were full of joy, opened the curtain, and walked in quickly. Suddenly stopped, he looked down and saw a glass of wine under his feet.

Krylov III took a deep breath, Huo Ran raised his head and said straightly: "Is there anything?"

The guard looked up, and suddenly there was a blur in front of him, and he blinked before recovering.

"Yes, this is..."

Standing in front of Krylov III, the guard could not help but dance, stuttering and stuttering, said: "Here comes a letter from the rear, saying, "The reinforcements led by the sad wind arrive!"

"Legend of Sadness..."

With a murmur, Krylov III widened his turbid eyes, his mouth curled up involuntarily, and his heart was so turbulent.

"finally come!"