Invade the white dove

Utur opened his eyes abruptly.

The gentle and cold touch still remained in the corners of his eyes. Before his consciousness took control of his brain, his hands had already groped forward uncontrollably, as if he wanted to tightly wrap the person in front of him into his body.

But as soon as he exerted force, a certain kind of burning heat in his chest immediately spread violently to his limbs, until he heard "Don't move, your injury is not healed", the heat flow slowly turned into numb pain, gnawing his nerves.

Utur fell back on the soft mattress, quietly listening to his gradually slowing breathing, and when his beating heart finally returned to normal, he blinked his eyes.

The milky white tulle curtains that hang down to the edge of the bed, the ceiling depicting the soul being tortured by fire in purgatory, the luxurious walls decorated with a whole piece of marble, and the arched windows that refract the sun into colorful colors...

here is--

"Lion Castle?" Utur said, his voice hoarse and terrifying, even scarier than the eighty old man's scream when he saw the devil at the last moment of his life.

"Yes, my lord, you are in Lion Castle." The voice that appeared at the beginning answered him again.

Utur turned his head away, but the severe pain that swept through his body made him have to turn his head back again and took a big breath.

He never thought that even the simplest movement of turning his head would be very difficult for him now.

What happened?His memory still stays in the time when he saw the rain of arrows in the frozen land covered by clouds and the sun. He thought that he should have been buried under the random arrows, but now he is lying in the Lion Castle in good condition, lying in his bedroom.

"My lord, would you like something to drink, custard, mead, or wine?" the young voice asked him again.

Utur looked at the young servant boy.

"My name is Ivan, my lord. Your Majesty ordered me to stay by your bedside until you wake up." The boy had long brown hair, brown eyes drooping slightly, and spoke softly, docilely and obediently.

"Ivan..." Utur read in a hoarse voice, and said with a slight smile, "My childhood playmate also had this name."

The boy narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Yes, my lord, Your Majesty said my name sounds nice, and I should look like him. Your Majesty hopes...you can see a familiar face the first moment you wake up."

Utur noticed that after waking up for so long, none of the palace servants came to check, and none of the clever servants reported the situation to King Kyle, which was not right.

He gritted his teeth, supported his body with his arms, and threw himself on the pillow.But just such a simple action, he was already in a cold sweat, God knows how badly he was injured.

Utur panted and looked towards the door: "Where did the guards go? Naduo Castle..."

Ivan's smile instantly became stiff: "My lord, your injury hasn't healed yet, Your Majesty tells you..."

"Damn it, don't make me ask it a second time." Utur interrupted sharply.

Ivan immediately knelt down on the ground, knocked his forehead on the ground, and made a thumping sound: "Your Majesty is discussing the military situation with the Prime Minister, Duke Duke, and General Roman, and has not rested for two consecutive days....My lord, Nadeau The information has not been sent back to Lion Castle, but two nights ago, you suddenly appeared in His Majesty's bedroom covered in blood. Although you fell into a coma without saying a word, everyone guessed that Naduo Castle fell. It's..."

fall……

Bursts of blackness in front of his eyes, Utur gritted his teeth, swallowing the fishy sweetness that suddenly surged up in his throat.

"Help me to the chamber," he said.

"My lord, Your Majesty told me to take good care of you and not to worry you. If Your Majesty finds out that I told you about the fall of the castle, I..." Ivan's voice became softer and softer. At the end, he raised his head, but Suddenly, he was captured by the pair of eyes that were lurking with madness.

Duke Utur didn't say a word, just stared at him quietly, Ivan felt chills all over his body, and even his teeth began to tremble.

When he was assigned to the Duke, all the servants felt that Ivan had just hit the jackpot, and the envious eyes almost poked holes in him: Although the rumored Duke is not an ideal lover, he is an ideal lover. A rare good host.His Excellency the Duke may look unkind on the outside, but he is actually very gentle and considerate. Let's take the example of Chief Hassan who was on duty under the Duke. Not only has he not been beaten once, but he has also received many rewards.

Even Ivan felt that his good days were finally coming.

However, when looking at the dark right eye of Duke Utur, Ivan seemed to see the god of death.

He rolled and crawled to the side of the Duke's bed, and lifted the Duke up.The Duke's body is fit, and at this moment, all his weight is on Ivan's body, and he is about to be crushed to the ground.

Fortunately, the meeting hall is also in the side hall, not far from the Duke's bedroom. He only needs to go out of this room, turn left, pass the study, banquet hall, restaurant, pass the fountain square, turn right, and pass through three corridors. We have reached our destination.

Along the way, Ivan gritted his teeth and struggled, but the heavy snorting of the Duke in his ears made him understand that the Duke himself was not feeling well.

Ivan's throat was also a little bitter, and perhaps no one knew better than him how much the Duke had been injured - during the two nights he had been serving the Duke, he had to change the bandages for the Lord every day, wet a silk handkerchief with warm water, and wipe the wounds on the Duke's chest. The thumb-thick arrow eye wipes away the pus.

The doctor said that the arrow wound that penetrated back and forth, if it was a centimeter to the left, the Duke would have lost his life on the spot, or if it was delayed for half an hour, he would have bled to death.Fortunately, the Duke was rescued in time, and someone immediately pulled out an arrow to stop the bleeding.

In addition, the Duke had many sword wounds on his body, the skin and flesh were horribly turned out, and some of them even showed the bone.

Although everyone knew what it meant for the Duke to appear alone in the Lion Castle at this moment, who was supposed to stop the enemy from far away in Naduo Castle, but no one accused him of being a coward who would only flee for his life in war.They knew very well that even if any wound on the Duke's body was placed on them, they might not be able to survive.

The buzzing voice of General Roman was close at hand. Even though his legs were already trembling, Ivan still held his breath and tried to act as Duke Utur's crutch.

He turned his head cautiously, and glanced lightly at the handsome side face of the Duke—the Duke has a scar on his left eye, and the eye under the scar is gray-blue, which is different from the gloomy black eye. In this eye, Yi Anyone who can see the tenderness as deep as the sea.

"Let's go here." Utur leaned on the marble colonnade outside the gate of the meeting hall, turned his head and whispered to Ivan.

Ivan froze for a moment: "My lord, I can..."

"Your Majesty will immediately throw you into the snake cave when he sees you. You were begging me just now for fear of death. Why don't you want to live now?" Utur frowned and waved Ivan away, leaning on the wall with both hands, step by step Go to the chamber door.

"...There is no time to waste, Tana...fallen...fallen...I will go!" Through the golden embossed door, Utur heard General Roman's petition intermittently. He put his hand on the doorknob and tried to push With a push, there was a creak, and the door cracked open.

The discussion in the room disappeared immediately.

"Utur?" Kyle's slightly irritable voice came over immediately, followed by the sound of leather boots stepping on the ground, "Are you awake? Why is no one communicating? Where's the attendant?"

Kyle caught the crumbling Utur just in time.

But Utur waved his hand: "Don't blame them, I paid out my attendants....Your Majesty, I have failed you."

With a "boom", his knees hit the ground heavily, a marble floor that was not covered by a woolen blanket.

Before Kyle could speak, there was a heavy cold snort in the chamber.

"Your Excellency, tens of thousands of soldiers were buried in the mouths of beasts, and countless people were slaughtered by the invaders of the Tundra Kingdom, but you, the commander, appeared in Lion Castle safe and sound. You can't afford the title of Duke!" General Roman blamed bluntly .

Utur shook his body and did not answer.

"General, you have been fighting for decades, have you never lost a single battle? Why are you still alive?" Kyle asked coldly, "I have already said once that the failure of this battle is not anyone's responsibility. Stop challenging my bottom line."

Duke Duke, who had been looking down at the map of the mainland, raised his head at this moment: "The matter has come to this, what we need is to adjust our strategy instead of blaming each other. Duke Utur, you are the only one who can survive after seeing the invaders." Those who survived. Tell us, what happened in the battle of Naduo River?"

Utur's eyes slowly swept across the three people present.

"General Roman is right, I am a deserter." After a long while, he said softly, "Facing the beasts and soldiers who have come back to life in the frozen land, and the rain of arrows made by magic, my only thought is, Want to survive."

"I was supposed to live and die with the warriors."

Utur rejected Kyle's proposal to let him sit on a chair and tell the whole story of the war, kneeling on one knee and telling the whole story.

His tone was very light, his voice was very soft, like an emotionless bystander, but when he talked about the "Son of God" who fell from the sky and his sword beheading his opponent, all three present couldn't help but be moved.

"That old man Andrew actually gave the horn of the dead to that false god..." Kyle pondered, "You did a good job, Utur."

"No, Your Majesty, I'm not sure if the horn is damaged..." Utur shook his body, but before he finished speaking, General Roman walked up to him quickly and grabbed him from the ground .

"You...killed God?" General Roman's voice trembled.

Utur's eyes turned black instantly, and he gasped for breath.

Roman glanced down, and only then did he see that the young duke of the empire had already wet a large area of ​​his luxurious dark red silk pajamas, and the corners of the clothes were dripping with blood.

His Majesty called for the doctor repeatedly, and General Roman lightly hugged Utur on the couch. The three men spun around in circles, unable to do anything, and finally knelt down silently in front of Hassan in the corner, and took off the pajamas for Utur. The bandages on his body that had long been soaked in dark red were exposed.

"General, see clearly, this is the deserter you spurned." Kyle sneered.

"Who would have thought that a person who claimed to believe in gods would summon undead to fight?" General Roman clenched his fists and solemnly saluted Utur to ask for his forgiveness, "Your Majesty, according to the Duke's description, the fall of Nador Castle has become a complete success. Inevitably, the soldiers of the Tundra Kingdom must have arrived in the Odong territory, and in ten days... please give me 5 troops, and I will stop the Tundra Kingdom at the Gordo Castle in the north of Stanley."

"Azik is about to cross the most dangerous part of the Abru Mountains." Duke Duke, who had been silent all this time, also said, "I need [-] soldiers, and I hope to stop them in the canyon."

"In this way, Stanistan still has [-] troops defending the city." After Kyle finished speaking, he repeated softly, the corners of his mouth curled up habitually, but it was not a smile, "[-]."

The faces of the Duke and the general were gloomy, and they did not speak to each other.

Everyone knows that the empire once had 50 troops.

Kyle watched the rushing doctor apply medicine and change bandages to Utur in a hurry, he was relieved a little, and his eyes fell on the small sand table on the table.

The footsteps of the four-winged lion used to step on most of the Black Lake Continent, but in just one month, all parts of the empire were defeated. The lion retreated all the way, and now it is huddled in the heart of the empire, which is bigger than a palm. The sanctuary is even smaller on land.

Not only were the territories ceded to Gamman by various countries taken back, but the muddy and frozen land country and the old turtle Azik were also greedily coveting Gamman's inherent territory for hundreds of years.

wishful thinking!

"Uncle, general, lions may occasionally lose in hunting activities." Kyle raised his head, his emerald pupils shone with light, "but in this world where the weak prey on the strong, the lion will always be the top predator." By."

Kyle turned around and pulled out the imperial saber that was used as a decoration on the wall. The shiny steel sword made a clang, piercing the dull air in the meeting hall.

Duke Duke and General Roman knelt on one knee at the same time, with their right fists on their chests.

"You will temporarily have the absolute power to mobilize the army." Kyle patted the blade of the sword on the right shoulders of the two in turn, "Bless you, warriors of the empire, the song of Stanislav will be played for you, and the people of Garman will sing for you." You applaud."

The two elders of the empire raised their heads at the same time.

Kyle sheathed his sword and knelt in front of them on one knee: "May you triumph."