Alien Knights

Chapter 322: Bystander

Walking out of the tribe's long house, Todd cast his gaze to the small concrete building on the other side of the camp, and the calm and watery mood began to rippling slightly.

Under the gaze of everyone, he stepped forward, stepping on the snow under his feet, and slowly walked to the door of the small building.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Todd stretched his hand to Griphook, but hesitantly hung in the air. And his mind is already full of thoughts.

Rachel, the woman, now feels that he is not simply love.

When I saw her for the first time, the other person's appearance was not extremely beautiful, but whether it was her posture, eyes or movements, they all revealed a charming and extremely rare charm. But no matter whether it was in the past or in this life, Todd didn't have a lot of affection for such a woman with such a flattering attitude, let alone love.

But as the time together got longer and longer, the other side's intelligence and strategy hidden under the surface left a deeper and deeper impression on Todd.

After getting along for a while, when Todd meets Rachel again, he no longer pays attention to the other party's Rongzi, and instead pays more attention to her thoughts.

With the occurrence of the three events of the Alien Covenant, the Kingdom of Shadows, and the refusal to enter the palace, Rachel's mind became more and more unpredictable, and Todd's heart marked her with a label called "mystery". . Many times, Todd thought he had mastered her thoughts, but when he went deeper, he found that what he saw was just a layer of veil.

"Are you planning to stand there one day?"

A slurred voice on the second floor interrupted Todd's thoughts and caused him to look up.

Holding half of the baked jicama in both hands, and half of his body sticking out of the window, Rachel looked down at Todd at the door, and did not forget to bite the food in his hands.

Smiling and shook his head, Todd put the complicated thoughts behind him and gently opened the door.

The cold wind outside is biting, but the house is warm like spring.

The brown solid wood floor with a strong sense of texture, simple round tables and chairs, hand-made barbarian crafts, coupled with a bright fireplace and lounge chairs for rest, Todd has a momentary illusion, as if he has returned to his previous life. In the cafe.

"How about? Everything here is designed according to the decoration style of another world." Rachel stepped on the wooden stairs and slowly walked down the stairs.

This woman was only wearing a moon white cloth robe in autumn clothes, and her curvy figure was unobstructed, which caused Todd to swallow secretly.

The two stood face to face, looking at each other, speechless for a long time.

It has been more than half a month since the last moment of joy in the soul space. After seeing Rachel himself, Todd unexpectedly discovered that he at this moment did not know what to say.

Rachel found Todd's gaze resting on his chest, and asked angrily: "Where are you looking?"

The latter quickly raised his head when he heard the words, pretending to be serious.

Rachel leaned his body on his side, slept in the recliner, and adjusted to a comfortable position: "You came faster than I thought. I thought you were planning to spend comfortably in the dormitory regardless of other people's life or death. This winter."

Todd sat on the edge of the lounge chair and turned to look at Rachel: "I could have come here earlier, but some matters in the kingdom must be handled before I leave."

"How long can you stay this time?"

"If nothing urgent happens in the kingdom, maybe it can... a long time."

Hearing Todd's words, Rachel suddenly got up from the recliner and stared into the other person's eyes and said seriously: "My Majesty, what did you do when you returned to West City this time?"

Todd told Rachel about the formation of the cabinet and the transfer of government affairs.

The latter closed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "You avoid the power that others want."

Todd smiled bitterly: "I may not be able to become a qualified monarch."

"On the contrary, in my opinion, you may be the most wise monarch in thousands of years..." Before finishing speaking, Rachel suddenly opened his eyes and said angrily at Todd: "Your hand is do what?!"

Todd's palm moved up slightly along the woman's calf, and his body unconsciously approached the other person, and said softly: "About what happened in the soul world, I think maybe it can be in reality now..."

Rachel chuckled and interrupted him: "I don't think like you do. First, the way you are now makes me unable to adapt."

Todd looked down at his body and said thoughtfully: "You are right, this is really not appropriate, I can immediately return to the original appearance now."

Rachel stretched out his white hands and gently grasped Todd's chin, with a narrow smile on his face: "Secondly, I don't like having an audience."

Todd looked at the deep gully on Rachel's chest, and said unconsciously, "I don't like the audience either... eh? What did you just say? The audience?!"

Rachel pushed Todd's chin away and turned his head in the direction of the stairs.

An unexpected face appeared at the top of the stairs, and Todd was taken aback.

Deirdre bit her lower lip and looked at the two people on the couch with flushed face, her expressions looked alive as if she had just returned home and caught the wife who had raped the bed in the bedroom.

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Froststone camp is 13 kilometers north.

Conch Urban's confidant, Fogall, sat on the horse, looked at the unseen army beside him, and said nothing.

Ulster’s wing commander, rode his horse to Fogar’s side, and whispered: "My lord, in order to wipe out a group of defectors in the arena, using so many soldiers, will it be a little... fussy?"

"It's never a mistake to be cautious." Fogar looked at the commander and said quietly: "You were not present in the gladiatorial fight at the celebration. You can never imagine the power that the man exploded in the battle. And fighting spirit."

As if recalling the scene of the gladiatorial fight that day, Foggar shuddered slightly immediately: "With his own power, kill twelve giant wolves. That is not a human performance at all, it is more like an ancient **** legend. The son of war who killed everything. He became a demon of King Ulster. If we don't get rid of him as soon as possible, our monarch will never be able to regain his confidence and reason."

The commander lowered his head with an expression of disapproval.

Fogar asked suddenly: "How is your investigation about the "ghosts" mentioned by the scouts?"

The commander shrugged: "God knows what they said is true or false! The big sword that they swung can cut through the rock, jumped from a tree more than ten meters away unharmed, and ran faster than a horse... Talking nonsense! It's all those scouts who deliberately exaggerated the enemy's strength in order to avoid blame!"

"Forty experienced and veteran scout fighters fought the enemy, only one escaped by pretending to be dead~lightnovelpub.net~ The enemy retreated all over, even with a blade or a piece of it. The broken armor didn't stay on the battlefield. How do you explain this matter?" Fogar twisted the whip in his hand and said coldly.

The commander scratched his head: "I guessed so. Boyle, the leader of the rebel army, selected a group of capable gladiators, and among his people, he found out some Orion who were familiar with the terrain and routes, and used the ambush. Way, defeated our scout."

After saying these words, the commander found that Fogar did not refute, and he dared to complain: "My lord, we have mobilized almost all the reserve forces of the kingdom this time, and brought out nearly 30 war beasts. Choosing to attack in the cold of winter. Whether it is logistics or military spirit, it has reached a very dangerous situation. Soldiers freeze to death in their tents every night. The only reason they can persist until now is simply because we executed them. Deserters hung all around the camp!"

Foggar looked at the forest in the distance and murmured: "Tell our soldiers, hold on, we are very close to the enemy."

  

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