Lord Chronicle

Chapter 55

The next day, Sol was summoned by Gula again.

Due to the destruction of the palace, this interview was temporarily changed to the temple where the orc shaman sacrificed to the God of War.

The Temple of War is a magnificent building similar to the Temple of Zeus in ancient Greece. Seven huge stone pillars are engraved with the portraits of the God of War, Phares.The interior of the temple is tens of meters wide, and there are hidden lighting windows on the roof. Thirteen beams of light evenly illuminate the floor, like a miracle reappearing.

Under the leadership of two shaman priests, Sol and his party walked to the interior of the temple.Suddenly Sol noticed a strange thing in a stone room beside the passage.

"That's it?" He stopped involuntarily.

Following his line of sight, a priest explained proudly: "It is a relic of our ancestors, and it has been enshrined here for hundreds of years."

What was placed on the altar of the stone room was a gray translucent crystal. In fact, when Sol saw it, he had already recognized it as the magic core of the Beamon.

Legend has it that before the appearance of the Beamon people, the entire northern wilderness was ruled by those Beamon beasts that could rival giant dragons.Now these magical beasts are extinct, and only the legends of the orcs and a small amount of bones and other relics remain in the world, the most precious of which is the magic core of the Beamon.

The magic core of the Bimon beast contains huge magic power, far surpassing any kind of super monster, and because of its rarity, there are no more than 10 in the entire Majna continent, so it is even more precious.Even the Freetown black market has never had a record of its transactions.

Sol paid attention to it because it was one of the items Elebena entrusted him to find.In the black market in Freetown, Sol did not hesitate to incur huge debts to collect 2 pieces, which is still short of this year's quota.He was worrying about how to deal with the female dragon, but he didn't expect that the most difficult thing to find appeared in front of him.

However, the Bimeng people respect the Bimeng beasts as their ancestors, and you can see how much they cherish them just by looking at the magic core they put here.I'm afraid Thor only needs to show the slightest thought of taking it, and the shaman's staff with a steel blade in his hand will knock on the head.

So Sol didn't show any signs of expression, just pretended to be curious and admired, then turned and left.When he came to the gate of the temple hall, he deliberately stepped back half a step, parallel to Chip.

"Did you see the magic core just now?" Sol lowered his voice as if nothing had happened.

Chip was so obedient, he didn't show the slightest strange color: "Yes."

"After I go in, find a way to find out the terrain here." After leaving these words, Sol walked into the hall of the temple with a smile on his face.

Jessica, who was beside him, heard it clearly. She immediately understood what this daring guy was planning to do. After a few steps, she caught up with him and said in amazement, "Wait, you don't really want to..."

"Why not?" Sol stared straight ahead without even looking at her, as if talking to the air: "Anyway, Lovell will be finished if he can't pay the job, of course he has to fight."

Jessica waited to say more, Saul pulled her: "Don't worry, I won't do it now."

During the conversation, several people had already entered the hall. Under a statue of Ferris that reached to the roof, Gula sat majesticly. There were still orcs lined up under him, but the werewolf patriarch Verona was not seen. It is estimated that he is still recovering from his injuries.

As usual, the meeting was some meaningless greetings, but soon the topic turned to substantive issues.

When Thor proposed to sign a peace agreement with the orc empire, it immediately caused a buzz of discussion.Not surprisingly, the lion patriarch Osman was the first to jump out to object.

"No, weak human beings have no right to talk about peace with us!" he said loudly.

His words made many orcs nod in agreement.Although the land of the orcs was fertile, farming by slaves alone could not meet their needs. In addition to obtaining a large amount of the empire's annual necessities from trade, a considerable part was obtained from the invasion of Dinar by the border troops.

In the eyes of the orcs, the rich Dinar is like a warehouse in their backyard, and they can just fight and grab whatever they want.Weak humans have never been placed in the eyes of these orcs. Now that Dinar is asking to sign a peace agreement, how could they agree.

"Your Majesty the Beastman King, signing a peace agreement is beneficial to both of us. If the border is safe, the number of caravans entering and leaving will increase substantially. I believe it can meet the needs of the entire Beastman Empire. In return, our king also promised to give 500 million pieces every year." Gold coins, 10 kilograms of grain..."

Although they have the stink of nobles, as deputy envoys, Geers and Rondo are still very responsible.The two knew that Sol, the special envoy, could not be counted on at all, so they immediately offered conditions to prepare for negotiations.

Such a generous reward immediately moved all the orcs, especially Gula, who had made up his mind to sign this agreement.But he didn't show any emotion, just shook his head slowly to express that it wasn't enough.

Then the two sides started a fierce bargaining, and Sol was surprised to find that he had become the most idle person in the entire temple, because even Jessica could interject a few words.

The way the orcs negotiate is very straightforward, without any skills at all, they just know how to ask for more.However, thanks to the efforts of Giles and Rondo, a condition that both parties were satisfied with was finally reached.

Verona was not here, and the orcs such as Osman, who was following his lead, lost a lot of momentum, so they could only stare aside.In the end, Gula nodded in satisfaction, finally agreeing.

Seeing that things were going badly, Osman jumped out almost desperately: "I object!"

Gula frowned, but Osman was the patriarch of the four major clans after all, so he could only ask, "Why?"

"This must be a human conspiracy. Any compromise to them is a sign of weakness. Anyway, no matter if it is food or gold coins, as long as we grab them, we can get them!" Osman shouted, waving his claws.

"Idiot." Thor couldn't help muttering.

"What did you say?" Unexpectedly, the lion man had excellent hearing, so Osman immediately glared at him.

Saul was also angry with this guy who messed up his situation for nothing: "It is you who are talking about it. It is clear that it is good for everyone, and you insist on objecting. You said that you are so big, why do you have no brains? ?”

Osman was almost mad with anger, but that’s not enough, Saul said arrogantly again: “Didn’t you say that you can rob anything you want? Then come on, if you want to capture Dusk tomorrow, we have a lot of money in the treasury If you can't spend it all, I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Seeing that he actually provoked the orcs to attack the capital, Jayers turned pale, and kept tugging at Sol's sleeve.Thor didn't care, because he expected that these guys would not dare to fight until the battle of the Beast King was concluded.

Sure enough, Osman was so angry that his mane stood on end, but he didn't dare to really agree.

Gula also spoke: "Othman, tell me your reason."

Osman only knew that he had to stop this agreement and make Gula feel scruples, so he couldn't really give any reason.But Gula's tone contained obvious anger, and he had to answer.

Suddenly, he said repeatedly as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Because humans killed Karig, they must be uneasy and kind. I hope my king will not be fooled by them."

"Bastard!" Gula yelled violently: "After yesterday's duel, I have banned anyone from pursuing this matter, even Verona has agreed. What do you mean by that?"

It was only then that Osman realized that something was wrong, his menacing aura dissipated, and he faltered speechlessly.

After a cold glance, Osman said coldly, "Is there any objection?"

Verona was not here, and Osman was also devastated. In addition to Gula's brave performance yesterday, the orcs who supported them looked at each other in surprise, and no one dared to speak for a while.

Gula nodded in satisfaction: "Very well, then I announce that the Orc Empire and Dinar have reached a peace agreement, and they will no longer invade each other."

Everyone in the envoys breathed a sigh of relief, the most difficult task was finally completed.In fact, everyone knows that this so-called peace agreement has no binding force on the orcs.

But Saul doesn't care so much, I just sign it, and I'm not responsible for the "warranty" in the future.As long as I can return to Lovell safely, whether you like to tear it up or not later is none of my business.

Unexpectedly, God seems destined not to give him a little luck. Before Sol had time to take out the written document, he heard a voice from the door: "My king, I object!"

Upon hearing this, Thor felt ominous in his heart.Turning his head to look, he saw Verona, covered in bandages, striding towards the hall of the temple.

His wounds were still serious, blood was still soaked under the bandage, the exposed skin was bright red like new flesh, and the right eye exposed outside the bandage was shining with a cold light, staring at everyone in the hall.

"No way, you can be alive and kicking like this..." Sol secretly groaned.

Gula was also surprised by his appearance.He said in a deep voice, "Patriarch Verona, aren't you recuperating?"

Verona looked at him without letting go: "Thank you, my king, for your concern, but this little injury can't kill me. I heard that my king is going to reach a peace agreement with mankind, is it true?"

Gula nodded: "They are very sincere, and I have already agreed."

Verona snorted and sneered: "Sincerity? When did these humans ever have sincerity? There will never be any peace between us and humans. It seems that His Majesty is indeed too old to be so confused as to negotiate terms with humans."

"You..." Verona's aggressiveness made Gula speechless for a moment.

Osman and other orcs regained their spirits because of Verona's arrival, and they echoed repeatedly, and there was a loud noise in the temple immediately.

Jayers said flatteringly: "Master Verona Patriarch, you may not know that as a reward, our king promised to give..."

"Enough!" Verona interrupted him unceremoniously, raised his head and said to the orcs: "I don't care how much these people are willing to give us, and I don't care what their plans are. I only know that as Ferry The people of Sri Lanka, there will never be such a weak act of compromise.”

As he spoke, he turned to Gula with a livid face: "And if I were the orc king, I would never wait for human charity. If you need anything, just rob it! Just rob it! Capture their cities and capture their people." Artisans, make them our slaves! Then we will have as many as we need!"

"Oh!" The orcs were incited by his words, and they screamed excitedly.

Saul smiled helplessly, knowing that Verona's goal had been achieved.Warlike blood always flows in the veins of orcs. Even though Gula can suppress it for a while by means, when Verona stirs up this instinct, there is nothing he can do with the authority of the orc king.

Sure enough, in the face of the passionate orcs, Gula's face changed several times, and finally he could only say dejectedly: "It's too late today, let's talk about this later."

Turning to look at Sol, Verona said grimly: "Human, with me here, no matter what you want to do, you will never succeed."

Gula won yesterday, but only one day later, Verona won back a city with excellent means. This werewolf is really not simple. No wonder Gula is so afraid of him as the king of orcs.

At this point, Sol couldn't help but sigh with emotion. If he had known about today's incident, he would have to summon another super monster to kill him if he was desperate to die yesterday.

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After coming out of the temple, all the members of the envoy were depressed, and Jayers and Rondo sighed, lamenting their bad luck.Seeing that the re-election of the orc king will be in a while, there is no time to discuss the peace agreement. It seems that even if he can return to Dinar, he will be stripped of his title by the king.

Chip flashed out from nowhere, and whispered: "My lord, I have figured it out."

Sol nodded, there is no rush for this matter, we have to wait for a good opportunity.The most urgent thing is how to find an excuse to get this damn peace agreement done before Gula steps down, and then run away.

When he was worrying, Amada came to him accompanied by two Bimon guards.

"Why are you here?" Saul asked strangely.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you." Amada took his hand affectionately: "Are you going back? I'll go with you."

Sol glanced at Jessica awkwardly, the latter was expressionless, as if he hadn't seen him.

Sol had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Then...you can take my carriage."

"Sister Jessica, do you want to come?" Amanda waved to Jessica before boarding the car.

"No, I like riding horses." Jessica snatched Kress' reins.

Poor Kress was left alone, and had no choice but to scan the other people's mounts with scorching eyes. The accompanying knights were so frightened that they hurriedly pulled their horses and ran away.

After getting into the car, Jessica did not follow, but Sol didn't breathe a sigh of relief.According to past experience, it will be the best time to go back.

"Sol, the father said yesterday that he would promise you to sign the agreement, has it been done?" Amada asked.

Saul sat by the window, watching the passers-by on the street.It was Nick who was unlucky. He rode his horse and followed the carriage slowly with a bitter face. Kress insisted on squeezing behind him. The weight of the two of them made the tall black horse's legs weak, and it kept neighing in dissatisfaction.

Hearing the words, he sighed, "No, I got hurt by Verona."

Amada said angrily: "I saw Verona running in outside, so I knew something bad was going to happen. The werewolves are not good people, and Carrig is as annoying as his father."

To be honest, Saul was also quite annoyed with Verona.Since coming to Fang City, this werewolf has always been against him like he has taken the wrong medicine.It's not that I killed your son, why are you competing with me?
When he thought that he might never have the chance to complete the mission of this mission, and the king would blame him after he returned, Lovell might really become Cliff's, so he couldn't help feeling anxious.

Noticing Sol's increasingly ugly face, Amada sighed softly: "I heard about what happened yesterday, what a pity, you almost killed Verona."

Enraged by her words, Sol couldn't help gritting his teeth: "If there is still a chance, I really want to kill this guy!"

Amada took his hand and comforted him: "Don't be angry, I'll tell my father when I get back, it's all Verona's fault, I can definitely help you."

Although he knew that her words would have no effect, Sol gratefully patted her head: "Thank you."

Amada said happily: "You saved my life, if I can help you, I am also very happy."

Just then, the carriage arrived at the place where the envoy lived.As soon as Sol and Amada got out of the car, they heard a person say: "Are you the princess Amada of the orc?"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw a tall, thin man in his thirties, dressed as a swordsman, walking over.He was rather handsome, wearing a light leather armor with a long sword hanging from his waist, and he looked as if he had traveled a lot.This person walked swayingly, although he was smiling, but it gave off an indescribable taste, as if he didn't take anything seriously.

Sol noticed his eyeballs at a glance, they were bright red like blood, extremely eye-catching.This made him very strange, the other party gave him the feeling that he had seen it somewhere.

The two Beamon guards rushed forward to isolate the man a few meters away, and the accompanying royal knights also put on a defensive posture calmly.

The man laughed and raised his hands: "Don't get me wrong, I don't have any malice towards Her Royal Highness."

Amada said strangely: "I am, what's the matter with you?"

The man smiled embarrassedly: "My name is Igrile, and I came here to ask the princess a question."

Suddenly, the smirk on his face disappeared, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "On the last night of the royal capital celebration, who killed Mr. Morant and Roger?"

"What?" Amada was puzzled, "Who are they?"

"Aren't you going to answer?" Yigrid scratched his head in embarrassment: "Then tell me who killed Karig."

Ahmadah exclaimed: "Carrig? Are you someone from Verona?"

The face of the Beamon guards changed, and one of them reached out and grabbed it: "Who are you!"

All of a sudden, everyone felt a flash of white light, and at the same time, the Beamon guard let out a scream and stepped back, clutching his shoulders.It wasn't until the blood splattered that they saw that the Beamon guard's right hand was gone from his shoulder, and the blood was gushing from the wound.

"So fast!" Kress involuntarily clenched the hilt of his sword.

Saul and Jessica glanced at each other, and a figure appeared in their minds at the same time, that is, the mysterious boy who followed Morant.

Throwing away the broken arm in his hand, Igrid said sincerely: "My brother died, and Mr. Morant died too. I am really sad. So, princess, please tell me."

Amada turned pale with fright, and kept shaking her head: "I, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Yigrie's expression changed again, and he said viciously like a beast: "You really won't tell me?"

"Damn it, I met a lunatic, run away!" The cruelty of the young man next to Morant still scares Sol. It seems that this guy is a little bit crazier than him.Saul didn't hesitate any longer, he grabbed Amada and ran away.

Yigrid screamed: "Don't run, tell me!"

"Roar!" Hearing a muffled roar, the body of a Beamon guard suddenly swelled, and a large amount of hair appeared on his body surface. He had already used the return of the beast spirit.

However, the Beamon Guard's transformation hadn't been completed yet, Yige took a fierce step forward, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and there was a clanging sound like a lightning strike from his waist.

A trace of blood appeared, and the apron was quickly pulled around.With a frightening muffled sound, Beamon Guard's guts exploded like a fountain of blood, and he had been severed in half.

The Bimon Beast's body is extremely tough, and Yigrie was able to cut him in the middle with an ordinary long sword. The power of this sword may have exceeded the scope of what humans can achieve.

At this time, Sol and Amada had just run to the door of the hotel, and Igrid stepped over Beamon's body and continued to chase them.

"Stop him!" Nick ordered, and the knights all around drew their swords.

As soon as the reins were lifted, three royal knights rushed forward from the front and left and right, and slashed at Igrid with their broad swords.Yigelei smiled, and his body suddenly accelerated and squeezed into the gap between the three horses.

A frightening thing happened. It was like a whirlwind of sharp blades erupted among the three knights. Amidst a series of gushing sounds like torrential rain, countless blood splashed in the air.

The rushing knight gave a sharp pause, and then, like building blocks, he dropped corpses on the ground, and even the horse in thick horse armor was brutally dismembered.These elite knights did not die in the attack of the orcs in the isolation zone, but were inexplicably killed by a human in Fang City, which is really ironic.

No one could see Yigrie's movements clearly. An ordinary long sword in his hand was like a whip of a demon god, and anyone who touched it would die.Shaking his hands to shake off the blood on the sword, he continued to move forward, when Sol and Amada had just fled into the hotel.

With a muffled grunt, Kress drew his sword and stepped forward without fear.

The two swords intersected, and amidst the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, Yigrid held the sword with one hand and forcibly blocked Kress' blow with all his strength.Surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he was very surprised by Kress's sword.

A smile slowly emerged from the corner of Yigrie's mouth, and at the same time he leaned forward and pushed with his sword.A strong force came, and Kress couldn't help but retreated a few steps. He couldn't believe it. This was the first time he was at a disadvantage in a fight with someone, and the opponent only used one hand.

How much power does this thin guy have in his body?

Just when Kress was stunned, Yigrid pressed on with his sword, and the long sword cut to his throat like lightning.At the same time, the figure on the left side of Yigrid flickered, Kip appeared in an incredible flash, and stabbed him silently.

"Well, it's much better than those two useless orcs." Yigrid admired, but his subordinates were not slow at all, and turned around like a whirlwind to block Kip's dagger with the hilt.

After a few breaths, the two fought fast, entangled with each other and attacked dozens of times, and there was almost no gap in the sound of intensive fighting.Being able to fight against top assassins who are good at close-fitting and fast-attacking, and using a long sword that is not good for close-up, such skills and speed are also amazing.

Hearing a muffled groan suddenly, Kip pulled back and retreated quickly, turned around several times and even avoided Igril's 11 sword strikes, at the same time he also retreated to the side, as if he had suffered a dark loss.

After cutting Chip away, Igril did not stop, turned around and blocked Kress who was coming from behind with his sword.There was a crash, but the ordinary steel sword couldn't withstand the toss anymore, and it was broken into pieces.

Before Kress swung his next sword, Igril slammed his fist on the iron mound, knocking Kress back. At the same time, he turned his back heel, picked up the long sword dropped by the dead knight, shook off the blood, and continued Forward.

At this point, no one can take advantage of him, and the well-trained elite knights can't even intervene.Yigrid took a step, and Kress took a step back, which shows the fear of him.

"Please, let me go, I really want to know who killed my brother." Suddenly, Igrid begged like a poor child with tears streaming down his face, as if he was the one who was in a weak position party.

Killing is extremely fierce, but his personality is unpredictable. No one can guess what he will become in the next moment. This kind of capriciousness makes him even more terrifying.

Perhaps, as Saul said, this is an out-and-out lunatic.

After that, there is the hotel gate.Jessica pulled out her stabbing sword in a snap: "Stop him and protect the lord!"

"Miss Jessica, let me do it!" Knowing that he could no longer retreat, Kress gritted his teeth and was about to make a move.

At this moment, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared from behind Yigrid, but it was the Beamon guard whose right hand was cut off by him.At this time, he had turned into a behemoth, with his thick left arm strangling Igril's neck from behind.

Caught off guard, Yigrid was tightly restrained.The power of the Behemoth is very important, even his strange power is difficult to break free.

Yigrid twisted desperately: "Let go of me, or I will tear you to pieces!"

The Behemoth didn't say a word, but only exerted more force.Yigrid suddenly cried again: "Let go of me, okay? I know I'm wrong, I really just want to ask her a question."

Kress couldn't help shaking his head because of his eccentricity, and then swung the iron mound to chop off.

At the very moment, the crying and fussing Yigrid's eyes narrowed sharply, as if something had exploded from him.With him as the center in an instant, a huge shock shook outwards.

The ground shook violently, and Kress only had time to return his sword one square in front of him in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, he was slammed into the air and fell several meters away.

The horses of the knights also stood up in fright, neighing in terror.

"This...is grudge!?" Chip was startled and angry.

The left hand of the Behemoth that was directly impacted was completely broken, and a big hole was opened in its belly, and it shook twice and fell to the ground.Regardless of the blood splattered all over his body, Yigrid laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, don't you want me to die? I want you to die first, hahahaha..." His laughter was sharp and harsh, like a night owl, which made people's hair stand on end.

"Go away, go away, all go away, or I'll kill you all!" The laughter stopped abruptly, and Yigrid yelled like crazy again.

No one dared to take him as a joke, his madness was as chilling as his strength.

Chip behind Igrid winked at Kress, and the two shot at the same time.At the same time Nick shouted: "Protect Your Excellency the Earl, go!" The knights also rushed forward.

"Annoying guys, get out of here!" Yigrie yelled, his fighting spirit burst out suddenly.

The rubble on the ground flew randomly, and everyone couldn't help covering their eyes. They were blown over by the strong fighting spirit, and several knights were even thrown off their horses.

Kress vaguely felt a figure flash out of the corner of his eye, and he almost instinctively raised his sword.With a loud bang, Yigrid missed a hit, and passed by him like lightning.

"Princess, where are you? Quickly answer my question." The sound of breaking the door came from afar.

"Oops!" The thought flashed across everyone's mind, but no one had time to stop it...

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Here, Yigrid just stepped into the house, he didn't even have a clear view of the situation in the house, but unexpectedly a huge claw came from the side, and slapped him hard on the stomach like lightning.

"Oh!" Caught off guard, Yigrid was slapped out like a cannonball.

Before flying out of the house, he saw clearly that the one who injured him was a gray Beamon.

"How could it be..." Turning over and landing smoothly, several long gashes were opened in Yigri's abdomen, and blood dripped down.

Fury flashed in his eyes, and he stood up leaning on his sword. At this time, there was a commotion on both sides of the street, and a large number of orc soldiers had rushed over upon hearing the sound.

With a snort, Yigrie had no choice but to give up his plan to continue the attack, turned around and rushed across the street, climbed onto the roof of a stone house, and fled quickly.

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what happened.Just now they watched Yigrie rush into the house, but they flew out after him and suffered serious injuries.

What's going on here, could it be that the lord did it again?
"Come on, go in and have a look." Jessica gritted her teeth and ran first.

Everyone was taken aback, and hurriedly followed.

At this time in the room, Sol was staring blankly at the Behemoth beside him, with his mouth wide open for a long while unable to close.

Suddenly, a thought flashed across his mind like lightning, and he said almost subconsciously: "Could it be...you killed Karrig!"

In fact, when he saw Uroel transformed into a Behemoth that day, Sol had this idea vaguely, but he couldn't grasp it at that time, which made him very depressed for a while.

So at this moment, he came back to his senses and finally knew what was bothering him.

The huge Behemoth looked down at him, and its body shrank rapidly.In the blink of an eye, the petite Amada appeared in front of Sol.

She was still the beautiful little girl, but at this moment the usual innocence was gone, replaced by a sophistication and sophistication that had never appeared on her face.

"I really underestimated you, so you are not stupid." Amada smiled sweetly.

In fact, Saul didn’t think about what he said just now, but just blurted out subconsciously after the thoughts accumulated for a long time became clear.But it is often this kind of near-intuitive guess that is closer to the truth.

Carrig is a well-known warrior of the werewolf tribe. It is inconceivable that the head was beheaded without attracting the attention of any guards.The striker must be someone who is very familiar with him, and has this strength, so Amada, who can transform into Behemoth, is definitely the biggest suspect.

But all this, he only figured it out when Amada was threatened by Yigrid and had to turn into a Beamon in front of Saul.If you were someone else, you would never have thought of this.

Could it be that this woman has been using her innocence and cuteness as a cover?
Thinking of this, even though a seductive carcass was in front of him, Sol couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

My god, why are the women around me more difficult to mess with than the other...

As if seeing Sol's thoughts, Amada smiled slightly and was about to speak.There was a sound of footsteps, but it was Jessica and others who rushed in.

As if changing his face, Amada screamed, and quickly pulled the tablecloth to wrap around her body, and the expression on her face returned to the kind of pitiful innocence.

In any case, it was unexpected that Amada would be naked, and the two sides looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"We beat you to death outside, but what are you doing here? Your lord!" Jessica said with a livid face.

Sol breathed a sigh of relief, turned around with his hands behind his back, and looked at the sky: "Well, I know you won't believe anything I say."

"Oh?" Jessica's forehead twitched with veins: "Then tell me, princess, what's going on?"

Amada didn't explain, but just looked at Sol affectionately, as if Sol had stripped off her clothes just now: "Sol, you just turned sour."

Thor's body trembled, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth soundlessly. This woman is really...too ruthless.

A group of orc soldiers rushed in, Amada wrapped up the sheets, and walked out under their escort.

When she passed by Sol, she leaned close to Sol's cheek, breathed like blue and said: "Don't worry, I'll come to you tomorrow, and then whatever you want, they will give you."

Although the voice was small, it was enough for everyone to hear, and all of them looked strange for a while.

Sol's face was as frosty, and he nodded numbly. His expression was calm, comparable to that of an ascetic monk with a dead heart.

He knew that Amada meant to have a showdown with himself, and he would explain everything tomorrow.But why do you use such misleading words?

After Amada left, Jessica said nonchalantly, "I'm really sorry to say that, you didn't interrupt the lord's good business just now, did you?"

Sol finally collapsed, he turned his head wanting to cry but without tears: "You have to believe my innocence, I, I am really wronged..."

(End of this chapter)