Chapter 107

"Would you like to visit your territory?"

The devil straightened up behind him with a scarlet cloak on his arm. As he spoke, nightmare carriage had come out of the black fog.

As soon as the devil wanted to extend his hand to make an invitation, the nightmares let out a happy murmur and ran to the king with light steps.

In the last trip to hell, they played an important role in the hunting plan of the king and the devil. If there were no nightmares who could take the King through the sulfur fire rain and send him to the devil, it would be difficult to determine the final outcome.

Nightmare bowed his head in front of the king, sent his horn to the king, and invited the king before the devil.

Their horns feel a little cool.

The king looked a little softer. He stood up and agreed to the devil's proposal. The skeleton hair on the carriage gave a cheerful "cluck" sound. The devil secretly scolded these guys who flattered and flattered the first-class technology, shook off the black cloak and put it on the king.

"I'm glad to hear that. My dear majesty. "

The devil sent the king into the carriage and said with a smile.

The black fog rose and the carriage drove into the dark world.

When the nightmare carriage disappeared into the darkness, Eleanor stood in front of the window of the tower, looking in the direction of the king's bedroom.

"Do you know your majesty has touched hell? You didn't stop him? "

Asked Charles in a low voice.

"Why should I object?" The voice of Queen Elinor was a little cold. "There is no difference between the world and hell. If there is any place that can help my child and make him happy, what about hell?"

She paused.

"Sometimes, the dark creatures excluded by people are much simpler than human beings."

Charles was silent.

He knew that when William III and the Duke of Buckingham made their decision, they would sacrifice a lot for the sake of the country and the future. In the bottom of her heart, Elinor still can't accept that her child has such a painful past, can she? In order to win, sacrifice so much happiness of children, for a mother, it is difficult to put down after all.

At night, a black crow came flapping its wings.

The crow fell in front of Queen Eleanor and brought the astrologers' reply.

After the first glorious meeting, the king's black wings did not disband, but became the local people's response Committee - in fact, the king's intelligence service. In the time when the king left the Rose Palace and went north to fight the rebellion, the organization was temporarily handed over to General John.

After officially becoming "defender" and inheriting his father's title, General John had more to deal with.

The king selected a highly talented Commissioner from the "black wings" to be the chairman of the public response Committee, who is known as the "crow head" in private. In the Rose Palace, after General John, the person who took over the black wing became Queen Elinor. She had more excellent talents than General John in this respect.

"They landed."

Said queen Elinor in a low voice.

"I hope they know what to do."

There was a chill in Eleanor's eyes.

Charles knew her character too well I hope the astrologers don't have other ideas, otherwise they are likely to face the sword from the Warrior Queen.

From the moment astrologers set foot on the land of Legrand, their every move will be under the gaze of the royal family of Legrand.

The king's "Black Wing" has begun to show its ability to monitor Legrand.

There is nothing to hide from the king here.

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Hell.

As soon as he came out of the gate of hell, the king heard some strange melody, which was quite different from all the music he had heard. From notes to rhythms, they all carry absurd evil spirits that are not found in the world, like countless bones colliding with each other - that is, countless bones playing music together.

The carriage stopped on a lake of sulfur and fire. In front of the king, countless skeletons were neatly arranged, like a huge Legion waiting for inspection.

And this seems to be able to sweep the whole world of the army of the dead, the hand is not a knife and gun.

The skeletons in the front are holding some antique musical instruments and playing the organ and strings with ten fingers. Behind them, some intact skeletons beat their shoulder blades with their metacarpal bones, making strange sounds. Less intact skeletons turned their skulls into wooden fish for their partners to knock

The king didn't know what to say for a moment.

Compared with the hells he had seen several times before, the stillness of the hells was completely empty, which was full of vitality.

- and a little bit too much.

The devil reached out his hand and took the king from the carriage.At the moment of the king's arrival, the skeleton Symphony team, like the soldiers who finally wait for the reviewer, performed harder and harder. Around them, the sulfur fire lake turned into a gorgeous fountain. The golden sulfur spurted from it, like dazzling fire trees, and even changed with the melody.

They played a great hymn together.

The melody is magnificent, just like the soldiers who have been sleeping for many years, they have to serve as their monarchs.

"What is that? Hell symphony

The king looked at the skeletons who were trying to play and asked with a smile. In front of all, absurd and strange, but also called strange and beautiful.

"Your symphony of hell."

The devil corrects.

His Majesty was born a king, and people would want him to be brave enough, intelligent enough, strong enough and invincible enough. But who wants his majesty to be happy enough? The king, with the power of glory, should not be surrounded by joy?

"Then why don't I know that hell is so good at welcome?"

Asked the king.

"You know that." With a smile, the devil said briskly, "it's our hell's best to lead people to fall. How about that? My dear sire, do you think that hell is more like the world of bliss than the world

He raised his hand like a conductor.

The skeletons played the last high note, and they bent neatly in front of the king - if it was a human army, it would be spectacular. But all they have is a skeleton, which is a little funny.

The sound of fluttering wings sounded. A crow flapped its wings and fell on a stone beside the king.

"Hello, monra."

The king remembered the name of the crow.

Monra danced on the rocks, her black wings flapping, imitating human beings, and tried to salute the king. Before the king was amused by it, the devil bent down, grabbed its wings, lifted it up and threw it behind him: "please don't care about this fool's impoliteness."

"All right." The king restrained his smile. "Saint Val's blood has brought this place back to life?"

"You are so cold and heartless. I thought the atmosphere was romantic? My dear majesty. " The devil protested.

"Hellish romance?"

"Of course. Ok... " The devil bowed to the king and, like a knight, raised his hand and knocked on his left chest. "In fact, we have come to pledge our allegiance to you."

When the devil bowed, the skeletons all knelt on one knee.

"You have executed a running dog of the Holy See, and the war between the Holy See and you has begun." The devil laughed in a low voice. "But, as you know, it's hard for Legrand to stop Blaise from becoming a kingdom on the ground. You have such a short time, what do you want to use to make Legrand have the power to fight against the holy see in the shortest time

"Alchemist? They left too little behind. "

"Astrologers? Look, your majesty, you can't trust me, not to mention those who used to work for the Holy See? "

"Your mad scientists? If you and them are given enough time, I believe you can really accomplish a great change that you have never seen before But the Holy See will not give you so much time. "

……

The devil knelt down on one knee. He looked up at the king and said, "so it's time for hell to serve you."

Behind him, the skeletons were silent, and monra no longer flapped his wings.

"What do you want?" The king and the devil looked at each other. He asked slowly.

"Enough blood, angelic, divine, Holy All right. " The devil laughed and held out his hand. "You see, we have a common enemy. We are on the same front, aren't we? "

"Not necessarily."

The king answered, but also extended his hand.

The devil gave the king a kiss on the back of the hand.

Monra flapped her wings, and the skeletons played a happy melody again.

More than a thousand years later, the devil led his army to fight again for his monarch.

………………

As the devil said, hell is very good at how to make people degenerate. After the solemn symphony, the skeletons set up a huge stage to perform a wonderful drama for the king, including but not limited to skeletons, demons, ghosts, and the remains of shepherds.

These dramas arranged by the creatures of hell for the king are enough to become classics in the world in terms of artistic level alone.

The singer of the dead sings loudly on the stage. It is dressed in the complicated classical clothes hundreds of years ago, and its words are elegant and beautiful. Behind it, the skeleton soldiers rode on their horses and fought fiercely, as the lyrics say. The defeated skeletons soon scattered into a pile of bones and were thrown high from the stage.

However, these bones were soon put together again under the stage."Can ordinary people enter the present hell?"

The king asked suddenly.

The devil is standing behind the king. He is also enjoying the opera on the stage. Hearing the king's question, he gave a positive answer: "if there are not many people."

"So."

The king's eyes swept over the lake of sulfur and fire.

"Why do I suddenly feel that you have a plan to let hell work for a long time? Is that so, my dear majesty? " The devil inquired keenly.

"It shouldn't take long for skeletons who don't need to rest to build a factory?"

The king confirmed the devil's conjecture with a question.

“…… Are you planning to build a hell military factory? "

The devil looked at the king speechless.

For a moment, the devil, famous for his eloquence, could not find a word to describe

Hell, shouldn't a normal monarch take a fancy to the force and immortality of the skeleton army?! How did you get to your majesty and become a worker who doesn't need wages or rest?