Chapter Ninety-Three: Endure for the Last Time By the time the first rays of the morning sun fell, the dawn of the slaughter seemed to be gone.
Standing in a small forest a stone's throw from the battlefield, the tall tent had already been erected, several huge nails in the shape of pure gold horns were fiercely pierced into the soil, the strongest hemp skin was pulled up, forming an umbrella-shaped tent rack, and dozens of high-quality sheepskin felts were laid on the grass, which was extremely soft to step on.
More than a dozen barefoot shaved hair, with huge gold rings hanging from their ears, wore their upper bodies, revealing their tendons and flesh, and were nervously busy with various utensils in their hands.
Ko Curran stood in front of the woods, and behind him, four attendants prostrate at his feet, each holding a sterling silver disc in both hands.
Ke Curran gently stroked his hair, his long hair woven into small whips.
Today he put on the most luxurious robe, the snow fox fur on the coldest snow field in the north of the country was draped around Ke Kelan's neck, the silver cloak was sewn with hundreds of the finest silver fox skins, and under the silver cloak, a fiery red and eye-catching armor was carved with exquisite patterns, and a blooming snow lotus on the breastplate was in sharp contrast with the bright red armor color, the snow lotus seemed to be blooming, the petals were inlaid with sterling silver, and under the reflection of the sun, there seemed to be light flowing in the pattern.
The finest sharkskin boots from the Landis Kingdom of the Sea were produced, and even the spurs on the boots were made of pure gold.
Ke Kelan looked quietly into the distance, and then casually picked up a golden bowl with red wine juice from the silver platter of the attendant behind him and brought it to his mouth.
In the distance, two of Odin's attendants had set up a bonfire and an iron frame, placing a sleek lamb on the fire, turning it around and holding a huge brush on top of it, and brushing the sheep with the best honey and spices layer by layer.
"Alas, why, when I see such a killing, I relent."
Curran put down the golden bowl, pursed his lips and smiled, and with a hint of sorrow on his white face, which did not seem to be Odin's, turned and grabbed his delicate little harp from the hand of the other squire.
"Oh, I really want to hear the harp played."
Just as Ke Curan looked at Chao Yu and sighed, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance of the woods, and as soon as he rode over on a black horse, wherever he went, the dense Odin warriors bowed down and retreated to both sides like a tide, and gave way far away.
Hastings was still wearing a black robe, he ran directly to Ke Kelan's side less than ten meters before turning over and dismounting, thrust the three-edged war spear into the ground, the black robe flew, and the whole person slowly walked to Ke Kelan's side like a black flame.
Hastings walked only a few steps away from Ko Curan before he stopped, his slightly feminine eyes staring at Ko Curran's side face, at this moment, Hasting's eyes narrowed, and then he said softly in his characteristic hoarse and calm voice: "I don't know why, every time I get so close to you, I always have the urge to pull out my knife and kill you on the spot."
At this moment, Ke Curan felt a murderous aura all over his body, but instead he frowned, turned his head to look at Hasting, he bowed elegantly, with a smile on his fair face, but the pair of green eyes were as deep as a secluded pool: "Oh, our great god of war Odin, I just looked up at Chao Yue, and I was sighing in my heart, it is your wisdom and the light of the brave that illuminates this land."
It's just" He wrinkled his nose slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Can't you change your clothes before you come to see me, you know, I've always hated the smell of blood." ” The murderous aura on Hasting's body gradually dissipated, and his feminine eyes also opened, and he carefully looked at Ke Curan's eyes, as if the murderous words just now were just a simple greeting between the two.
He groaned for a moment and said in a low voice, "How long will I tolerate you, Your Highness Kirklan."
A hint of cunning flashed in Ke Kelan's green eyes, he smiled easily, snapped his fingers, and deliberately made a fuss and smiled: "Do you need me to answer this question, the answer is very simple, first, I inherited the throne of my great father, at that time, you naturally don't need to tolerate me, but just surrender to me."
Second, my dear eldest brother has become the Emperor of Odin, and at that time, your butcher's knife will be able to harvest my head, but if there is a day, I hope you will be lighter when you start, because I am afraid of pain. ” "One last time."
Hastings suddenly raised a finger, his expression was very serious, his eyes fell on Ke Kelan's face, staring at Ke Kelan's turquoise eyes: "For the last time, His Highness Ke Kelan."
I swear by my heart that this is the last time I will tolerate your nonsense.
If there is a next time, anywhere, even in the palace before your majesty's eyes, I swear, your neck will taste the taste of my blade.
I'm not kidding, I hope you will keep in mind my words for today. ” Ke Curran was silent for a moment, as if he was seriously thinking about Hasting's words, but there was no trace of nervousness or fear on his face.
After a while, a smile broke out again on the face of the nobleman of Odin: "Well, I remember your advice.
I promise this is the last time to let you know.
Well, that's it, next time I calculate you, I'll try to hide it from you, this answer, as you wish?"
Hasting's eyes were indifferent, and he no longer looked at Ko Curan, then turned and walked away, and with a shake of his arm, he pulled up the three-edged war gun stuck in the ground, and the flying dirt even splashed on Ko Curran's cheek.
When Hastings turned over and got on his horse, Ke Curran suddenly shouted loudly: "Lord Hasting, where are you going now?"
Hastings sat on the horse, looked at Ke Kelan coldly, and looked at this guy condescendingly, he was silent at first, and after a while, he took a deep breath: "Go back" "Go back," Ko Curan cried out in a festive "We ran for days and nights, galloped thousands of miles to get here, trapped the strongest corps of the Byzantine Empire in this fortress, did we just go?"
Hastings stared at Ke Kelan deeply, and snorted: "My people will be pulled out tomorrow, if Your Highness has the heart to leave a meritorious service, I will wish you good luck." ” After saying that, Hastings didn't seem to want to face this guy for a moment, as if he stayed a little longer, he couldn't help but really want to swing his spear and kill this guy who made him angry.
Seeing Hastings ride away alone, Ke Curran stretched out his finger and wiped the two spots of black mud off his cheeks.
A strange brilliance flashed in Ke Kelan's eyes, and he suddenly whispered, "If I really did it just now, how sure am I that I can leave him behind?"
Then he changed his tone and said loudly in a sneering and disdainful tone: "What kind of joke do you leave behind, I can block the front stab of his black flame war spear, even if it is a big life."
He shook his head as if his face had changed, and said with a straight face: "No, no, no, Ke Kelan, you don't have to be presumptuous, you have to understand that with my ability, even if I can't beat him, it's still okay to save my life, uh, it's really not good, I can still shout for help."
Several attendants in the distance around him stood solemnly aside, not daring to look up, anyway, this highness has always had a very strange temper, and everyone is used to such crazy self-questions and answers.
After a while, Ko Curran sighed, as if he was very dissatisfied, and shouted: "Okay, okay, that damn tent doesn't have to be set up, it seems that we will have to leave immediately, alas, why bother in the first place, if I didn't count that guy in Hasting, we might have held a victory celebration in the enemy's garrison by now."
So, I'm a scumbag. ” The attendants who were busy in the distance stopped what they were doing, stunned and a little dazed.
"Didn't you hear me" Ke Kelan waved his hand impatiently: "Prepare to salute immediately, we are on our way again" After a pause, his eyes suddenly sank, and he took a deep breath: "Well, light all the candles I brought." ” candle An attendant couldn't help but remind in a low voice: "Your Highness, it's daytime" "Of course I know it's daylight."
Ko Curan looked at the battlefield in the distance, a layer of blood mist still floating on the battlefield, and several teams of Odin warriors were holding swords, carrying out the final clean-up work on the battlefield.
"Order, overtake those souls."
Ke Kelan smiled very seriously: "I'm a very soft-hearted person." ” With that, ignoring the wide-eyed squires under him, Ke Curran strode into the woods, still holding the harp in his arms, and his melancholy sigh could be heard from afar.
"Oh, I really want to hear the harp playing."
Hastings Pegasus returned to the camp, and he rushed to the side of the group of Odin warriors who had finished the formation, sat down on his horse, and looked at the cavalry officers with anticipating faces.
"Tell us to leave."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
This made everyone stunned, but Hasting's face sank like water, but no one dared to question the order of this Odin Valkyrie.
"Move fast."
Just when everyone was about to receive the order and prepare to disperse, Hastings actually said one more sentence for the first time: "I don't want to be calculated by that guy again and be left behind the back hall."
Hmph, it's not time to kill him. ” To be continued: