The demon princess was defeated and captured? Sorry, I acted in it)

But don't forget, she is a brave hero after all, the strongest from Orus.

"Let's go." Xia temporarily suppressed the brilliance of the holy sword, exhaled lightly, and took more solid steps. "Go and complete what Xue Fei asked you to do. Don't waste time."

45. Rebel

The mountains were covered with snow, and under the dark sky, the wind and snow enveloped the narrow paths in the valleys. The wind was also strong, blowing the torches on the ground, making them flicker and about to go out.

Holding a cigarette that he had lighted with difficulty in his hand, a brown-haired man wearing thick winter wool and looking weathered sat on a dangerous rock on a towering cliff, watching the huge marching team in the canyon.

The view is magnificent and overlooks the military force.

But I don't feel any lofty sentiment in my heart.

The man brought the cigarette to his lips, and immediately, his sigh mixed with the hot air from the extremely cold northern region, and all his sorrows melted into the tobacco mist that drifted against the snowflakes.

Holding the smoke ring between his fingers, the demon man slowly raised his head, and only then could one see the scar on his face stained by the northern wind and snow. It was a medal of honor in war.

The man cast his eyes to the side.

On the edge of the cliff, there was another relatively young man standing with one hand.

A five-winged man in noble robes and light armor stood with his hands on his hips, looking down at the troops.

On his shoulder was a pure gold medal with the number "three" engraved on it, symbolizing the command of the Third Legion of the Demon King's Army.

This man's name is Murov Yalin. He was a nobleman who was transferred from the demon clan's capital, Cambeno, a year ago to replace Princess El Elek, who had not returned home for many years, as the temporary commander of the Third Legion.

The brown-haired man with a cigarette in his mouth is the chief of staff of the Third Army, who has been stationed at the border for many years and has served in the Third Army for more than fifty years. His name is Brianno.

Brianno has been stationed in this snowy land for decades, and has never mobilized troops on such a large scale as today.

He spat out the tobacco in his mouth, touched the scar on his face, and rested his strong and powerful arms on his thighs that were stronger than stone pillars. He turned his head and frowned, staring at the back of the man in a luxurious robe standing on the edge of the cliff, as if he was enjoying watching the advancing army.

"Murov." The man's vicissitudes of life came from the wind and snow, mixed with the cold wind, "I may not be able to speak anymore, but I still want to advise you, if you go forward..."

Bryant squinted his eyes and stared at the other end of the army's march against the agitated snow particles.

Beyond the valley, the dark sky is the broad northern border—the border with the territory of high-level races.

"If you go any further... there's no turning back."

"Hmm? Senior Brianno, what did you say just now? The wind was too strong and I couldn't hear clearly."

"I'm saying...hiss!"

A dark light came towards him, and Bryant dodged it by tilting his head based on his fighting instinct, and a tuft of his dry brown hair was neatly cut off.

Hearing the creaking noise, Bryant half turned his head to look at the dangerous rock he had just sat on.

The stone had been neatly split into two, and the neatly cut surface was covered with a thin layer of fallen snow.

If Brianno had dodged a little bit later, it wouldn't just be the stone that was cut.

At this time, Murov just turned around.

His smiling dark eyes were half covered by his black hair, and he turned around politely and gracefully, as if he was in a noble ballroom instead of in this harsh and extremely cold place.

"Senior Bryant, I call you a senior, you should know to be more restrained, right?"

"Tsk..." Even though Bryant was furious, he had to suppress the curse words in his throat, "What the hell... Hey, I won't say anything else, kid! When we get to the Northern Territory, can you fulfill the promise you made to me?"

"Of course, when the Third Legion reunites with the high-level races, Senior Bryant can go ask the soldiers if there are any who want to return home with you. If there are, you can take them with you. Of course, you have to wait until they see the origin of the world~"

"I don't know what the origin of the world is, it's a bunch of bullshit. I just want to know, can I believe what you said?"

"Ha, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Do you have a choice, Senior?"

"..."

indeed...

Brianno had no choice.

He really thought it was weird!

This new legion commander who was transferred from the capital used to be diligent, honest and down-to-earth, but no one knew what happened in the past few months. He suddenly became like a different person, with mood swings, killing without order, and rewarding and punishing without measure.

If only it were this...

What Brianno could not have imagined was that he, in the name of the legion commander, bypassed the Demon King's orders and directly ordered the legion to march towards the northern border.

Unauthorized mobilization of troops stationed on the border is tantamount to treason!

Brianno conveyed this message to the soldiers in various ways, suggesting that they leave or turn their weapons against this rebellious traitor.

But these soldiers who had followed him for decades seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. Their minds were filled with only following orders. They didn't even feel that they were rebelling, but rather that they were making achievements.

Bullshit about achieving success!

Brianno didn't know what Murov had said to them, but it was obvious that his words now inexplicably had no weight in the army.

It shouldn't be like this, but this is the reality.

Of course he could leave on his own.

But he was looking forward to getting as many brothers back as possible. When he reached the northern border, he could negotiate with the higher-level races, at least to let those guys with conscience return to their homeland and not follow this traitor to be buried in the vast ice field!

because...

"Murov, you should have heard the news from Cambeno, right? The First Princess and the Second Princess have personally taken on the role of commander-in-chief of the rebellion suppression army and have brought the Second Legion to attack us. It's not too late to stop now. When Her Highness gets really angry...

There is no room for redemption. It doesn't matter if you seek death yourself, but do you really want all these brothers to be buried with you? "

“Hahahaha! When did [Brianno of the Icefield] become so timid? Senior... you don’t understand, you don’t understand anything. Isn’t it just right that Her Highness the Princess is coming to fight in person? If she didn’t come, I would be troubled!”

"What did you say...?"

"Because, Senior, think about it. If I defeat the Second Legion, will it be easier to talk to the high-level races when we reach the Northern Territory? Haha... Bringing the heads of two queens as gifts, is there a more perfect surrender than this? It's really God's help. God gave me this opportunity!"

"Boy...you are crazy..."

"what!"

Crazy laughter echoed on the mountain tops.

The heavy sound of the army's footsteps on the snow covered up all the madness.

Murov's smile seemed like he was celebrating his victory in advance.

It also seemed like an endless mockery of Brianno's remarks.

The laughter gradually died down, and the dark sky was reflected in Murov's eyes, which were as dark as the night. Brianno, who used to be as powerful as him, seemed to have no power in his eyes.

"Ha... Are you saying I'm crazy? Senior Brianno, is it possible that you just can't see it? But I can see it... A brand new world, truly powerful. As long as you have this power... you don't need to obey anyone! Ah... Thank you, thank you for bringing me to witness the vastness of the world... It turns out that the scenery I have seen until today is so unbearable...!"

It started again.

Murov sighed heavily and shook his head without saying anything, then silently lit up his tobacco, as if this would help him hear less nonsense.

"You know, the power that 'that master' has given me... is enough to overturn everything! Senior, you must not understand! After all, I am the one chosen by 'that master', and this is the world that only I can see! You are all too weak... Weak as weak as an ant."

Murov placed the white gloves on his chest and performed a noble salute towards the starry sky and moonlit night.

——And at the end of his white glove, there was some kind of light on the back of his hand, flashing a faint and strange golden light.

Brianno had heard the word "that adult" from his mouth more than once.

Indeed, Murov's strength has improved rapidly recently, and his personality has changed strangely. Perhaps it is because he met the 'adult' he mentioned.

Brianno tried many times to ask who the person he was talking about was, but Murov was like a madman and avoided the question.

It was also like I was told not to talk about it.

The cigarette was quickly finished, and Brianno threw the cigarette into the snow, as if giving up, and sat back on the broken rock.

"Boy, I don't know what you've been through, but you... don't really think that you've become a match for the two princesses just because you've become a little more capable? They are royals. Don't you really know how powerful the royal bloodline is?"

"Ah... Senior, do you still remember how Princess El Elek was defeated by me?"

"It's just a seal." Brianno has been very angry recently. He smiled bitterly and just wanted to vent his anger. "It's not like I didn't see it. The princess came to attack you, but you didn't dare to fight her and used that weird magic to trap her. Ha, it's nothing more than someone lending you some crooked tricks, and it's gone after you use them? How capable are you, kid? I don't know."

"Oh...? Senior, are you trying to irritate me...?"

"If you think so, then so be it."

Brianno didn't care. He had been the legion's chief of staff for so long that he had some ability to think.

If Murov wanted to kill me, he should have done it long ago. Since I am not dead yet, it means that there is still some purpose for Murov to keep me alive. Even if it is just to satisfy his desire for revenge, he will not kill me.

Didn’t the first princess once said a famous saying?

——As long as you have a mouth and can speak, it would be a waste not to speak.

But the next second...

"Um?!"

Brianno was surprised to find that in just a blink of an eye, Murov had disappeared from his sight.

It was just a moment of noticing something was wrong.

There was no time to turn around and look for it.

Murov's voice came from behind.

"So, Senior, you... are too short-sighted."

"What...?"

Brianno was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He tried to remain calm, turned around slowly and kept his distance.

This guy, is he so fast?

Even the highest level [Teleport] should be able to see

It is time to prepare for the casting of magic.

But he teleported behind him silently.

Even a general with rich combat experience could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

But Murov didn't seem to mean to attack him.

The nobleman from the capital of Campeno brushed off the dust from the badge of the commander of the Third Legion on his shoulder, continued to smile, spread his hands and shrugged, and answered nonchalantly.

"What did you say just now, senior? Oh...you mean, I don't dare to confront Her Royal Highness the Princess head-on? Haha, senior, you misunderstood me. If the army hadn't been in a hurry to march, why would I have used the most time-saving method to trap Her Royal Highness? Well...let me think about it. If it's a head-on confrontation, although it will take more time, I should be able to defeat Her Royal Highness the Princess within an hour now, right? It's just that my immortal body is a bit troublesome? Well~so, even an hour is too long. What if I delay something important? Don't worry! After we finish our business here, I will go back and kill her. Then you will have nothing to say~"

"Arrogance...will lead to bad consequences."

"Then let's give it a try."

The strange light under the white gloves gradually stopped flickering.

——But from the other side of the narrow path where the army was marching, there was suddenly a huge fire and the sound of drums!

All the marching troops below kept silent and waited for orders.

Murov patted Brianno's shoulder, stepped over the cigarette he had just thrown on the ground, and laughed wildly.

"The Second Legion is really fast, huh? They've already circled in front of us? That's good. This means Her Highness the [Witch of Natural Disaster] is here too, right?"

Change the cover!

Xuefei has changed the cover and put on rear projection. You can see it by refreshing. Everyone, please look at the new cover and don’t get lost~

The characters on the cover are Xuefei and Shia, Shia is holding a small holy sword (holy sword form!)

Also, if you count Xuefei's wings carefully on the cover, there are eight of them. You can only count them if you count carefully.

Also, today’s update may be a little late, so I’ll just write it now!

46. ​​Mobilization

"Ahem...! Anyway, the plan is arranged like this! We have to pay attention to... uh, pay attention to the marching speed and win by surprise. We must intercept the enemy in the canyon ahead before they arrive! And then... then... Tsk, Bellis, you should give me a word... I'm not very good at dealing with this...!"

Time goes back to earlier times.

Xue Feiya stood on the temporary snowy platform and whispered for help to Bellis beside her.

Hearing this lovely cry for help mixed with sadness, Bellis temporarily restrained the admiration in her expression, clasped her hands in front of her body and responded in a low voice.

"No, Sister Wang, I think there is no need to say anything else."

"Ah? Isn't that unreasonable? This is a military mobilization speech. Look at how you are doing as the commander of the Fifth Army."

"Sister Wang, do you have the right to criticize me...?! Hey... I think there's really no need to say more. Sister Wang, didn't you notice that these soldiers don't care what you say at all?"

"You all look down on me?"