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Chapter 432: pray.
Gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, staring absently at the white foam rising from the wine glass, watching the bubbles slowly expand and burst under the light of the swaying candlelight, Ovakin’s words seem to be talking to himself The words came slowly as if they were whispering:
"Princess Aisha, at this time, I will speak more straightforwardly... From the beginning, from the time you rescued me, I am afraid that you have already had some different considerations in your heart... …I can’t say that your heart is all calculations without the slightest feeling of favor with me, but I’m afraid that the purpose of "retaining me for the survival of the kingdom" has occupied at least 70% of your heart. This time I confessed is also like this".
Silently cut off a piece of barbecue with a knife, slowly covered the barbecue with sauce and put it into his mouth, closing his eyes and concentrating on the food, Ovak was not talking anymore.
Her inner feelings were all spoken out by others. Even the usually careless Aisha felt embarrassed to an unbearable level. Especially her "confession" that she had just gathered up had failed. All the shy feelings made the girl have a look The urge to get into the ground.
However, although her inner thoughts have been thoroughly seen, and the last layer of fig leaf has been torn off, what makes the girl even more unacceptable is the fact that Ovakin still wants to leave the Kingdom of Waibian. I can't even imagine what the future of the Kingdom of Waibiene will look like after losing the last hope of Ovakine.
Looking at Ovak's resolute eyes with her lips tight, Asia suddenly remembered what King Tandak had said to her during a secret conversation:
"Aisha, the cruelest thing in the world is to fall into despair again after having hope. Now the people of the kingdom have finally burned the flames of hope. If Ovaki refuses to become a new protector at this time, If the country is strong, then the hope of the people of the whole country will be vanished... I have to say, no matter what before, after the breeze royal family exhausted the last bit of credibility to promote, now Ovakin is already the savior of this country So you have only one task-be sure to keep this strong man, otherwise... more than ten million people across the country will be reduced to the food of the sheep heads"!
Thinking of the helpless look in the great-grandfather's eyes when he said these things to him, and then looking at Ovakin's full, handsome face, Aisha only felt that she almost cried out anxiously.
The eagerness she showed at this time is definitely not mixed with any performance elements. The 19-year-old girl is really in desperation. Her kingdom is at stake, and the "savior" sitting in front of her may be next at any time. Seconds disappeared without a trace............As I thought about it, Aisha's tears couldn't stop streaming from her eyes:
"Don't... don't do this, sorry Ovakin, I... I shouldn't deceive you, it's all my fault... Please, don't leave,
This country is almost unable to survive. Don’t let these people who have finally burst into smiles lose hope again. They can have a savior. It’s really... It’s really not easy. If you leave... The corpses are really going to be swept across the wild under the sheep head's butcher knife, so...please, Lord Ovakin".
Aisha, who was already incoherent, wiped the tears from her face and made a vague final detention. Large drops of tears wetted the girl’s collar, and her usual arrogant and arrogant mask had long since disappeared. Now it is revealed that Ovakin is not the next queen of the kingdom, nor the happy girl who is about to become the wife of a master-class powerhouse. Some... just a helpless little girl, and those who were broken on the road because of breaks. A girl crying on her knees makes no difference.
"Oh, it's a bad fate, although I haven't been caught up by that guy, but I really don't know if I chose this desert right or wrong."
He sighed heavily and looked at the girl who was constantly wiping her tears in front of him. Ovak couldn't help feeling that the wound in his soul stung again. He didn't know how to answer Aisha, and he didn't know he was determined. Was the decision to leave right?
So far, thanks to the help of the legendary equipment, Ovakin’s strength has recovered by about 50%, but thinking of the cold blue eyes with no trace of emotion in his mind, Ovakin’s heart is still full of The fear of falling into the ice cave.
...Slightly turned his head and looked at the poor people who were still singing and dancing in the pub, looked at the vicissitudes of life of the hotel owner, looked at the laughter of the young men and women hugging and drinking, looked at the satisfied expression of the older man... He finally raised his head and drank the ale in the glass, and then said to Asia in a hoarse voice:
"I can stay up to three more days to help you stabilize the situation, but... this is already my bottom line. I have to emphasize again that my enemy is on his way, and my stay will only bring you. disaster…………"
Rubbing his stiff brows, Ovakin's voice gradually became lower.
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While Ovakin was still sitting in the tavern while hesitating while chewing on the barbecue, at the same time, in an oasis outside Yansha City, in the ground under a lake, only one hair was withered. The skinny old man was sitting in an old chair with his eyes closed silently.
If Prince Dick was present, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. At this time, the ghastly old man sitting in the dim basement was the "kind and wise man" he met on the carriage, but the old man at this time. He didn't have the bright white flame in his hand, but replaced it with an extremely twisted and hideous blood-red staff, and on the old man's shoulder stood a peculiar crow full of jet black with a few strands of blue feathers.
The old man seemed to be closing his eyes to rest, and he seemed to have fallen asleep, and beside his seat, a tall, muscular sheephead chief was reporting the dispatch of the sheephead army in a rude voice:
"Dear Lord Southend, the loyal fighters of the Ironhoof tribe have completed the assembly, and the shaman of the Whitetail tribe is already on their way. The food that has just been taken from the human town is stepping up. It is expected that two After days, all the sheep-heads who are loyal to the great demon in the entire desert will gather near the sandstone city. The power of the nightmare sect is absolutely unstoppable, and all the guys who dare to be enemies of the great demon will be cut into flesh”!
The enthusiasm of the Sheephead Chief was not affected by the gloomy atmosphere in the basement. His pupils were full of bloodthirsty brilliance, especially when he said "cut into the flesh", the strange warfare on the Sheephead Chieftain. Wen even twisted and spread as if it came alive.
The old man sitting in the seat, Southend, was not infected by the enthusiasm of the Sheephead Chief, until the dark basement returned to silence again, the inexplicable mage spoke indifferently:
"Very good, Gunvor, you are the most outstanding Sheephead Chief. Now you can leave. The great demon has remembered your achievements. For the rest, you only need to look at those stupid heretics. The blood can flow into a river under the butcher knife of the heroic warrior. You don't have to worry about other troubles, old man, I...I have my own arrangements for everything"!
End of this Chapter
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