Bride of the Great Demon King

Chapter 151 Wrong decision

"Thirty years is enough time for a shepherd girl to grow into the most beloved queen of Jialan. The wind on the grassland seems to be in my ears, but I think I probably can't go back."

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The king's study--

The ground is covered with a thick handmade woolen carpet, and the fiery red pattern in the center of the carpet is the source of the name of the Jialan Kingdom - the noble flower that symbolizes the glory of mankind, the flower of flames, Jialan.

There are not many books on the bookshelves that occupy the entire two walls.On the contrary, most of the diaries and letters of the kings and the homework of the princes are placed here.A large desk was placed in the center of the room, it looked even a little old, and various writing instruments were neatly arranged on the desk.On the small round table in front of the window sill, a bouquet of budding white lilies added a bit of vitality to the room.Although the king has not been here for a long time, the queen is still used to putting on a bouquet of her own birthday flowers every few days, just like the king does when he is awake.

"Her Majesty the Holy Maiden may not be able to come and give advice." The first prince looked a little frustrated.

Although it took a lot of trouble to finally obtain the key item to cure the epidemic, the court magician and fortune-teller have always been at loggerheads over how to use the green gemstone inlaid on the top of the staff and carved in the shape of a poisonous angel.Originally, since the source of the information was the Church of Light, it was most appropriate for the Holy Maiden of Light to decide on this matter.It's a pity that the envoys sent to the main temple were stopped outside the door several times in a row, and it seemed that a major event had occurred in the church.

"Since Miss Rhine Hetwig is unable to come, we have to conduct experiments with patients first."

The first prince opened his mouth. Although he felt that his mother's decision was a little too cruel, there was no [-]% guarantee. Medicines should never be used on the king.

"Your Highness, I heard a voice of misfortune on this jewel. Please wait for two more days, no, one and a half days is enough, and at midnight tomorrow, I will be able to perform a divination for this." The gray-robed old divination The teacher begged eagerly.

"No. I don't need to hide from you. Your Majesty's situation is not good, very bad. It's hard to say whether it can be delayed." The queen has always respected the sage from her hometown, "Can you tell me? If We did this, will William die because of it?"

"In His Majesty I cannot hear death approaching."

"And what about Jialan? Will Jialan perish because of this?"

"Garlan's destruction did not appear in the sound of the wind, at least not now."

"Then what do we have to worry about? We'll get through it, though it's going to be tough, won't we?"

"This ominous event will happen to you!" Tears fell from the gray-robed fortune-teller's eyes that had been empty for decades.In an instant, he seemed to be an ordinary old blind man, with gray white hair hanging on his cheeks, and his skinny fingers tightly clenched into fists. "I can only tell you so much. Destiny is always full of variables, and all I can get is a vague enlightenment. Please give me a little time, and I will find the only shortcut for you from the thousands of wind tracks."

"No." The queen smiled and shook her head, "You have served me for 30 years. I have obtained everything I want, my family, my glory, my son, and I no longer need shortcuts. And George, he has his own way to go, we can't always rely on you. After this epidemic is over, I hope to let you return home."

In a trance, the gray-haired fortune-teller felt as if he had returned to the past and his hometown, and the queen who was admired and loved by the people had also turned back into the innocent and lively shepherd girl.He hung his head and said no more.

"Master Ethan, just do as you said! Let's melt a small part first, and if it succeeds, we will give His Majesty medicine immediately, and then distribute the medicine to all residents." The queen made the final decision.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen." The red-robed mage beside him nodded.

"Mother's queen..." The words of the old fortune-teller who never made a mistake made the first prince terrified.

If a loved one is lost in order to save another...

The young prince was very anxious.

"George." The queen's face became more beautiful with the radiance of love, "My dear child, promise me that you will lead this country, no matter how many ups and downs you encounter." This woman full of wisdom has felt, The misfortune that will happen to oneself is far more terrifying than death.

"Well, I will. Even if I can't do it, Louis will definitely inherit Jialan's fire." The prince promised through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, Louis is still young, so as an elder brother, you shouldn't put too much pressure on him. Come on!" The queen took her son's hand, "Come with me for a walk in the garden. The great magician Ethan will need some soon Preliminary results will be available in hours."

"No! No no!!"

The boy's struggle didn't have much effect, his body was still dragged backwards all the way.The person who grabbed him seemed to be walking back and down, and there was a smell of dust around him.With a slight bump, the sound outside became indistinct, as if the person had lowered a partition in a basement somewhere.

"Shut up! The Paladin will leave soon if he can't find anyone."

The voice of a young man, Bailiel was sure that he had not heard this man speak.The boy stopped his unnecessary struggle and quietly waited for the movement outside to pass.

"Okay. They have already caught the person who looks exactly like you, and they probably won't search carefully."

Bailie's heart trembled.

Did the shadow of the Great Demon King remember to change into his own form at the last moment?No wonder the paladin didn't search around in the first place.

The boy clenched his fists.

"Don't try to play tricks." A cold thing touched the boy's vest, "Since His Royal Highness George is the only way to escape, you probably don't have much ability, Mr. Devil?"

Bailier couldn't help frowning.

Does this man have anything to do with the First Prince?

"Don't worry, Your Highness George didn't betray you. However, the coachman driving His Highness seems to be a devout believer. The Church of Light should have learned of your entry into the quarantine area from him, so the area has been blocked. As for I..." The hijacker smiled wryly, "I just heard from His Highness that you once asked to go to the camp of the Plague Cultists, so I suspect that you will come out from this direction."

"What do you want from me?" Judging from the man's words, he didn't seem to be ordered by the prince.

"I heard that demons are good at trading?"

Bailier shook his head: "I don't have many chips in hand."

"Do me a little favor, Mr. Devil! I can find someone to take you out of the city after the matter is over. By the way, the plague cultists left the east gate and headed south two days ago."

"What do you want me to do?" the boy asked warily.

"Follow me home. We're running out of time!"

The hijackers were clearly prepared for this action.Passing through the house where they were hiding and coming out of another alley, there was already an inconspicuous carriage waiting at the corner.

After leading the young man into the carriage, the hijacker raised his arms slightly, and the horse whose hooves were wrapped in cotton began to trot without even making any extra noise.

Two 10 minutes later.

"Here we are. I really didn't expect that one day I would bring a demon back." The man got back into the carriage and pulled the boy off the carriage. "Haven't I introduced myself to you yet? Nieman, the clerk of His Highness George."

"The high-ranking demon Bairiel." The boy replied indifferently.

"Hehe, it sounds pretty powerful. Is it because of your injury or other reasons that your strength has dropped significantly?"

Even though the man's tone was very casual, Bailiel still smelled maliciousness from it. "This should have nothing to do with our transaction, right?" the boy said coldly.

"It's really irrelevant. I don't want to know what you demons want to do at all. If I had no other hope, I would be very happy to see you sent to the Demon Extinguishing Palace!" The man grabbed the boy's hand slightly, and pulled him Pulling and walking forward.

"Okay, wait for me here. I'll go and drive Wendy away." The man pushed Bairiel into a small room, "The surroundings here are filled with holy water, you'd better not act rashly."

Despite viciously threatening the boy, even Niman himself didn't know if this self-made mechanism was really effective against the demon.There was no time for him to think too much. After hastily locking the door, the clerk went straight to his friend's room.

"..."

Although the holy water had no effect on the young man, he couldn't unlock the door and had to stay where he was.

"Okay, come with me!"

Bairiel noticed a trace of tension in the man's voice.

"Aryan is asleep. The holy magic of those monks isn't even as effective as their hypnotic magic, is it?" There was sarcasm in the man's tone.

"What do you want me to do?" The young man faintly smelled a smell of blood, and there was something more familiar, something dark.

"Hehe... I forgot, you can't seem to see it." There was a hint of chill in the clerk's laughter, "Aryan was injured by your summoned beast, and they said they couldn't keep him without a holy-level purification technique." Unfortunately, it is impossible for the Pope to visit Arya, and Her Majesty seems to be busy accepting the oracle at the moment. Therefore, you, the instigator, seem to be the only one who can save him right now."

The clerk stroked the bandage on his friend's arm with his finger: "Aryan can't lose his right hand. No one understands the importance of this arm to him better than me! Year after year, regardless of cold or heat, how can it be possible to say Can you use your left hand instead? This clumsy fellow, I owe it to him to hold his own baby with both hands one day. So, Mr. Devil, if your magic needs any barter, I can do it for you Find. Anything."

The gloomy tone of the clerk convinced Bailier that even if he wanted the arm of an innocent person now, the other party would try his best to get it.

"I can't cure him now." The boy said calmly.

"What's the meaning?!"

"Sorry, I've lost all my mojo."

"Nonsense!" The clerk's face paled in an instant, and he grabbed the boy's shoulder in an attempt to make a final threat to the boy. "You must remove the dark corruption! Otherwise, I will send you to the Church of Light!"

"Cough, cough, cough..." The young man who was clasped by his shoulders and swayed coughed violently. After the other party calmed down, he gently broke free from the other party's restraint and shook his head. "Sorry. The transaction cannot be processed."

"Impossible! Look at him! Look at him!" The clerk pulled off his friend's bandage, revealing the hideous wound underneath, "Can't you take your ugly power away from him? I beg you, you can Take everything from me!"

The boy's hand was pressed on the wound indiscriminately...