Alien world

Chapter 1613 Chapter 246. But it would be best if we don’t have to join the war

"Remember, unless it is unavoidable, try not to have any conflict with the enemy. What kind of army is the Blackwatch? It's the Empire's card! The elites in it will all be defeated, and it's not your turn to take action. As long as the supplies are delivered, it will be considered a success. The Far North is colder than the winter in the North. If you are not careful, the non-combat casualties may be more than the combat casualties. Most of the Hellfire Legion are from the North, so they should know this. I will let the blue dragon follow you. With Ilimoras's relatives and friends here, as long as we meet up with the Blackwatch Legion, the ratmen and demons will never be able to achieve their goals. And..."

In front of the secret portal, Annan grabbed Fermi and repeatedly gave him instructions.

After listening to Fermi's nagging, he walked into the portal. He grabbed Kirian and asked him to keep an eye on Fermi.

Retreating from the terrace, Annan regained his composure and cautiously reoccupied the high ground.

We can’t fight a war. How can we make money if we fight a war?

But it was too late to regret, and all he could do was to increase the vitality of the Hellfire Legion as much as possible.

Kirlian knocked on the padded breastplate and assured: "Don't worry, I will die before Fermi."

"You bastard... did you understand or not? I want you to come back safe and sound!" Annan grabbed Krian's chest armor and tried to shake him. Krian, who weighed nearly 200 pounds, didn't move at all, but Annan shook himself until he was dizzy.

"Forget it. Anyway, if there are a lot of casualties, you won't have to come back."

"What if I also die on the front line..." Kirlian tried.

Annan wanted to start with your parents, but then he remembered that Kirian had no parents and no family.

He said expressionlessly, "I plan to build a Jingguan Museum opposite the cemetery. The skulls and life stories of all enemies of Liberty City will be recorded in it. You can be honored to be in the museum."

Kirlian paused. He was indeed afraid of this.

"Okay, don't disrupt the morale of the troops. Fermi and Clean know their limits." Olmedo spoke up to help Clean get out of trouble.

Finally, Kyrian clenched his fists and placed them on his chest, saluted to Annan and Olmedo, and followed the team into the portal.

Behind the queue were artillerymen pushing wheeled magic cannons. There were other channels for supplies, so after the last batch of soldiers went in, the portal became quiet.

"You are not allowed to go." Olmedo stared at Annan who was eager to try.

"I'm just thinking about it..."

Annan leaned close to the door, breathing deeply and smelling the familiar scent of the northern seaside, and called Olmedo to come and smell it as well.

But in fact, all his eyes were focused on a red figure that was dancing and extending like a flame.

Watching the soldiers training hard, exchanging their sweat for fruits, growing and becoming stronger day by day, Annan could understand to some extent the feeling of a parent.

But now I have to let them take risks... What's the difference between this and our parents sending their children to the battlefield?
But as Olmedo said, keeping ships in the shipyard is not the purpose of shipbuilding...

Annan retracted his gaze and asked Olmedo, "Did you just touch me and call me dear?"

……

"The soldiers in the city have left."

Mo Xi left the window, muttering as if to himself.

Behind him, Aaliyah, who was sitting sideways on the sofa with her long legs resting on the armrest, said disdainfully: "They are just ordinary people who are not even professionals. Why should we pay attention to them?"

"Do you think the Son of God would value a group of ordinary people?"

Speaking of the "Son of God", Alia snorted coldly, still brooding over Annan's expulsion of her. She was a little short, but she had a good figure, unlike Moshi, who painted his skin white and looked like an elf! Or was that guy heartbroken by the elf, so he wanted to avenge his previous humiliation in bed?
That's really...

Aaliyah wanted to say disgusting, trash, rubbish, but when she thought of Moshi enjoying herself under the human and perhaps being tortured, she couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of her mouth.

"If they were to go out at this time, it might be related to the church. We'd better find a way to investigate."

"Hehe, it's none of my business. The High Priest just asked me to keep an eye on you..." Alia's laughter sounded like an ice wind chime, crisp and cold.

Mo Xi turned around and saw that Aaliyah didn't care, so he said more seriously: "I'm serious."

Arya was as angry as a cat with its fur standing on end. "You killed my toy... and you have the nerve to ask me to help you!"

"Toy……?"

Mo Xi suddenly seemed to hear something unbelievable: "Alia, your hostility towards me all along... is actually because... I killed your toy?"

Thinking back to the time when I took the initiative to walk into the trap and gave them the opportunity to kill me... there seemed to be a lot of details worth noting, such as a dark elf protecting another dark elf, and the one being protected was the only survivor, Aaliyah.

"Or is it that it's not a toy... but a person you care about?"

"What the hell are you talking about!?"

But the more she did this, the more Mo Xi became more certain of his inner guess, and at this moment the offensive and defensive situation shifted.

Mo Xi deliberately joked: "Dark elves can also have love?"

"What do you think dark elves are! Dolls without love or hate?" Aaliyah angrily attacked Moshi.

The chilling murderous intent even attracted Lilith's attention, but she found that it was just two dark elves fighting among themselves and did not interfere.

"Are you angry out of shame?" Mo Xi dodged nimbly and asked, "Isn't it?"

"Even you elves have people who are willing to fall, so why can't dark elves have love?!" Alia whispered with hatred, pulling out the dagger from her thigh, and a silver light flashed in the house. "Arrogant elves, it is your ridiculous prejudice that has led to this end!"

Mo Xi was stunned by Aaliyah's words. She was indeed used to looking at individuals as if they were an entire group... Was she wrong?
The sharp dagger stopped at Mo Xi's neck.

"Why don't you fight back!?" Arya screamed. As long as she fought back, she would have a sufficient excuse... to kill her.

Arya has character flaws and is easily emotional, but the priest Lor'themar is like a string that stretches her rationality, making her fearful and fearful.

"You can try, but I have the mission of a priest and I am communicating directly with the Son. Even if you kill me... you won't survive."

Moxie pushed Aaliyah's dagger away and leaned in close to her ear.

"Hate me? Want to kill me? That's right..."

"Because I want to kill you, too."

Lilith's attention shifted from her chest, which was rising and falling rapidly, to the dark elf, who looked powerful but was actually weak, and returned to the dozen or so clones in Liberty City.

The wizard's tower, the university, the port, the commercial street, the construction site, the city lord's mansion... Lilith's sight can be seen everywhere in Liberty City.

One of the clones watched Griffin walk out of the alchemy room, hand a bottle of potion to the wizard apprentice, and then deliver it to Annan without stopping.

(End of this chapter)