Chapter 206： Negotiation (Part 1)

The head of the Troll King City.

When Prince Abbas saw Modo II being surrounded by a group of troll captives, he realized that it was not good.

Although the wolf guards had already rushed out at the very first moment when Prince Merluvi was attacked, if Modo II was trapped in place, even if the wolf guards met him, he would definitely not be able to escape the black horses. Entanglement.

"We need to send troops immediately and respond to your Majesty's return to the city!" Prince Abbas turned around and ordered the commander of the city defense army.

But Prince Okamoto immediately objected: "No! We have no cavalry in our hands now. Even if we rush out of the city, we won't have time to meet your Majesty. On the contrary, it will ruin the last elite troops of the empire and even cause the castle to fall!"

"Do you just watch your majesty be beheaded by the black cavalry?"

"The Black Cavalry may not dare to kill your Majesty!" Prince Okamoto said unwillingly, "However, if the King City falls, not only your Majesty, but also you, me, the troll nobles, and the citizens of the King City, will all become black knights. The dead soul under the saber!"

Prince Abbas was suffocated immediately, somewhat speechless.

Moreover, he also noticed that the words of Prince Okamoto changed the faces of the surrounding troll nobles.

Obviously, they didn't want the black cavalry to enter the royal city.

At this moment of hesitation, the black cavalry had already reached the front of Modo II.

Although the wolf guards had arrived, their numbers were too small and they were quickly dispersed by the black cavalry.

Then, a group of troll nobles at the head of the city saw a scene that they will never forget in their lives——

Colin Angele cut off Modo II's head with a single sword!

All the trolls who witnessed all of this lost their minds in an instant, as if the sound between heaven and earth disappeared completely at this moment.

It was like a strange and terrifying nightmare, but couldn't wake up.

Prince Okamoto clenched his fists, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

When he saw the troll captives turned against the water, he finally understood why Colin had to ask Modo II to meet outside the city.

This is simply a well-designed trap!

The ridiculous Prince Okamoto also wanted to redeem his merits and proposed a plan to assassinate Colin, trying to restore his position in the heart of Modo II.

But he didn't expect that Colin had the same idea of ​​assassination, and the method was so strange that he couldn't understand it at all!

What exactly did Colin promise to the troll captives to make them dare to conspiracy to kill the emperor of the troll empire?

At this moment, the name Colin Angele even replaced the Marquis of Garcia and was deeply imprinted in the heart of Prince Okamoto, becoming a nightmare he would never have the guts to fight against in this life.

Prince Abbas watched Colin holding Modo II's head in one hand and waving a demonstration towards the Troll King City, and waves of terror and panic could not help but surge in his heart.

He turned his head abruptly, glared at Prince Okamoto, and roared: "Okamoto! Didn't you say that the black cavalry dared not kill your Majesty! Open your eyes and take a good look. Your Majesty died because of you!"

Prince Okamoto clenched his fists silently and said nothing.

Seeing Prince Abbas’s angry gaze almost trying to penetrate him, Prince Okamoto calmed down instead.

He suddenly realized that the death of Modo II might be a good opportunity for him.

"Uncle Abbas, you are right. Therefore, in order to redeem my sins, I am willing to go to the Black Cavalry to recover the body of His Majesty from Colin Angley."

When Prince Okamoto said this, Prince Abbas was stunned.

A troll nobleman whispered: "His Royal Highness Okamoto, you are going to the Black Cavalry position at this time, and you are not afraid of General Colin who is ready to kill..."

"Then I deserve it." Prince Okamoto said awe-inspiringly.

Prince Abbas took a deep look at Prince Okamoto, then looked at the black cavalry outside the city, and slowly nodded:

"Okay, then you will be your messenger. Remember, you not only need to redeem the remains of His Majesty and Prince Merluvi, but also ask about the conditions for the withdrawal of the Black Cavalry."

"Yes, Uncle Abbas, I won't let you down again." Prince Okamoto saluted Prince Abbas, then went down the tower and walked outside the city alone.

For a while, Prince Okamoto walked slowly towards the boiling black cavalry position, lonely back, quite a bit of wind and cold.

At this time, Colin was immersed in a frenzy. The cheers of the Black Cavalry soldiers around him made him feel like he was in the clouds, and the **** head in his hand was more like a medal symbolizing supreme glory. It is inevitable for him to feel a little airy.

Of course, he has not completely lost his mind.

Therefore, when some Black Cavalry generals with hot heads wanted to ask for an order to enter the Troll King City, Colin decisively refused.

In the Troll King City, there are still fifty thousand elite troops defending. Moreover, the narrow terrain in the city is not conducive to the cavalry performance, so if you rush into it rashly, I'm afraid it will be more fortunate.

This time, it has wiped out the 100,000 army of the trolls going south, and beheaded the troll emperor. This kind of feat is already very eye-catching.

Just when Colin was about to order the retreat, he saw a lonely figure walking out of the Troll King City.

"Viscount-sama, it seems to be Prince Okamoto."

"Well, let him come here."

"Yes."

Before long, Prince Okamoto came to Colin.

Colin knew that the southern prince of the troll empire did not have a high military value, and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to retreat temporarily.

Prince Okamoto came to Colin and bowed respectfully.

Boom!

The head of Modo II was thrown by Colin casually, and he rolled to the feet of Prince Okamoto.

It just so happened that those eyes stared at Prince Okamoto in a daze.

At the same time, Colin's joking voice also followed:

"Okamoto, the emperor of this troll empire, how about you come and sit?"

Prince Okamoto suddenly raised his head, the fire of ambition in his eyes was not concealed at all, but when he spoke, he said something else:

"Master Viscount, you look at me too high. I can't be eligible to inherit the throne of this troll empire Why?" Colin frowned, "Aren't you also surnamed Volkin? ?"

Prince Okamoto smiled miserably: "Lord Viscount, don’t forget, I just ruined a hundred thousand army, and, let’s not tell you, Modo II went out of the city to meet you and conspiracy to assassinate you is also What I propose...

But now, it has become like this...

I have an unshirkable responsibility for the death of Modo II.

Therefore, in any case, the troll nobles in the royal city could not agree to let me become the next emperor of the empire. "

Colin raised his brows, as if thinking about something.

Prince Okamoto spoke again: "Viscount-sir, although I cannot succeed to the throne, I have a more suitable successor, and he may make you more satisfied."

"Oh? Who?"

"Prince Abbas."