Noble Emblem

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The smell of blood in the tent was very faint, but the elves' sense of smell was a little more sensitive than humans. Moreover, the little queen had grown up as a vegetarian and was very sensitive to the smell of flesh and blood. This little smell of blood was too strong for her.

She retched a few times, her face turned pale, and she said to Cocoyala: "Madam, can we... go back? It stinks here."

"Yes, it stinks." Cocoyala gently stroked the little queen's back, her voice was very gentle: "You have to be patient and get used to it slowly. As a queen, you must be strong and brave. Our elves are now sliding into the abyss. If you, as a queen, can't even bear this, then where should the elves go in the future."

"Isn't it okay to change someone else to be the queen?" The little queen cried: "I think you are very suitable to be the queen."

"Yes, I am a hundred times more suitable than you." Cocoyala chuckled: "But I can be a veteran, I can be a general, but I can't be a queen. Who is the queen is determined by our laws, not whether we want to or not."

"Is there no other way?" The little queen looked miserable.

Kokoala thought for a moment and said, "There is another way. You find a very powerful man to be your husband, and as a prince, he has the right to help you manage government affairs. That way, you will be much more relaxed."

"What kind of man is suitable to be my prince?" The little queen turned her head and asked.

For her, this kind of scene of people fighting each other is too terrible and too smelly. If someone is willing to help her deal with such things, it would be great.

"For example, a man like Pope Beta."

Kokoala smiled, as if there was a fox tail sweeping behind her.

Thousands of miles away in the northern front, the fourth prince of Kebomanlang withdrew from the battlefield with his knights.

Their bodies were covered with bloodstains and minced meat.

As soon as they entered the camp gate, they were surrounded by a group of white-robed priests. And outside the white-robed priests, there were hundreds of archers on standby.

More than 300 knights were accustomed to this.

A white light swept through all of them, and a red light appeared on the body of the last knight.

At the moment the red light appeared, a beam of light fell from the sky and nailed the knight with red light to the ground.

The knight spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, all of which was black, and one could smell the rotten smell of his blood from a distance.

Everyone was used to this phenomenon, but the fourth prince sighed inaudibly.

A man with white wings and heavy armor descended from the sky. The man looked very cold, even a little inhuman: "Your Highness, there is no problem, please come in."

After entering the camp, the knights dispersed and washed the blood off their bodies by themselves. The prince performed a cleansing spell on himself, and then went to the largest tent in the camp.

There were two girls sitting inside.

One had light green hair, was extremely beautiful, and wore a white robe of light.

The other had light golden ponytail hair, wore heavy white armor, had a huge shield beside her, and held a transparent and colorless crystal scepter in her left hand.

After the prince came in, he nodded slightly as a greeting, and then asked: "Ladies, I have cleared the enemies ahead as you requested. Now you can tell me what that evil god is."

The girl with light green hair is the long-missing Saint of Light. Compared with before, her expression seems cold and ruthless, and she no longer has the gentle feeling she had before.

"He used to be the God of War, and now the God of Hunger."

"Wait!" The fourth prince was shocked: "The God of War is at the level of the main god, why did he fall to the point of becoming an evil god?"

"Mortals don't need to know these things." The Goddess of Light said coldly: "You just need to know that now is not the best time to eliminate it."

"What should our citizens do?" The fourth prince clenched his fists: "Are we going to let the evil god turn them into cult believers?"

Now he is the only one left in the royal family.

His parents, uncles, and even brothers and sisters were all killed by cult believers on the way to escape.

Of course, they all died with dignity, all choosing to die in battle instead of turning their backs to the enemy.

The Holy Maiden of Light chuckled, her smile was as clear as cold crystal, without any temperature: "This is a necessary sacrifice."

"You..."

The fourth prince took a step forward with great anger on his face, clenched his fists.

At this time, Tina next to him knocked the giant shield forward, and with a thud, the ground nearby trembled.

"Is this the way to save the world in your Temple of Light?" The fourth prince knew very well that the girl holding the giant shield was a holy warrior, with great strength, and he was definitely not an opponent.

But the resentment in his heart could not be vented at all. First, his country was destroyed, and now, he and his people have become tools in the hands of others.

One word of life and one word of death, no dignity at all.

Obviously, a month ago, he was still a prince with high spirits and very likely to become the future king, but now, he can only rely on the pity of two women to survive.

"Compared to the entire human world, this sacrifice is worth it." The Saint of Light said lightly: "If we cannot trap the God of Hunger in this country, then the entire human world will become extremely dangerous. By then, But the death toll is not tens of millions, but hundreds of millions, or even billions."

The fourth prince's eyes were bloodshot and his body was shaking slightly.

"I can promise a little, but after the death of the evil god, the Temple of Light will support you in becoming the new king of this country and will provide great assistance."

The fourth prince laughed miserably: "Anyway, we people from Kebomanlang are destined to prevent disasters for you, right? You are really great."

The Holy Goddess of Light's expression remained unchanged and she said calmly: "Whatever you think. I hope you can cooperate. If you don't..."

The fourth prince turned and left.

He knew very well what the Saint of Light meant. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would attack the two women because of the huge anger in his heart.

Then it turns into a ball of meat.

After the fourth prince left, a soldier came in from outside the camp and reported: "Your Majesty the Holy Maiden, the situation on the west front is good. The God of Wealth occupies the advantageous terrain of the must-pass road, and has been consuming the number of the evil god's army. There should be no danger of collapse in the short term.”

"In that case, there is no need for any more troops to go over there, and they will be dedicated to defending the southern and eastern fronts." After speaking, the saint turned to Tina and said: "Your man is quite powerful, and you were able to block the evil god's army with that little force. offensive."