In the Name of the Queen

Outside Darkness, Milones walked casually along the river with Irelia.

"How long have we not seen each other?"

Milones saw that Irelia was still quiet as usual, and he didn't care, so he casually started a conversation.

He didn't care whether the other party wanted to answer or what she said next.

He and Irelia were of the same age, and he even admired her when he was young and ignorant.

Fortunately, he was not stupid enough to confess, otherwise he would not even be friends.

Milones secretly rejoiced.

Although succubus are an important branch of the dark race, they don't have a good reputation.

Dark race warriors don't mind having a friendly match or even many friendly matches with succubus, but marrying them home is another matter.

Of course, except for Irelia.

She doesn't look like a succubus at all, but more like the soul of a blood demon imprisoned in a succubus's body.

In short, she is not a serious succubus.

As we all know, the undecent succubus in the public's perception is the proper succubus. She can't even seduce a man, so she's naturally not a proper succubus.

Unexpectedly, Irelia took over.

"Fifty-one years and three months. Irelia, you are much stronger than before."

Hearing the fighting spirit in Irelia's words, Irelia subconsciously took a half step back, predicted and refused.

"I know I'm still not your opponent without a fight."

Irelia did not force Mirones to accept the fight, but asked lightly: "Milo, they don't think I'll go to Roland, what do you think?"

"If it's other people, I really don't think it's good. The women around Roland are all top beauties, and they are not vases. Recently, the Pope of Light Christine and he have become soul mates. It's too difficult to seduce him at this time."

Seeing Irelia's strange expression, Mirenia hurriedly stacked his armor.

"Of course, I can only speculate about ordinary people, not you."

"Do you want to sacrifice part of your power to get your beauty back?"

Milones thought of a possibility and suddenly realized it.

Sacrifice beauty in exchange for power first, and then use the excess power to sacrifice back to get beauty after the power breaks through the shackles?

It's simply a genius.

Looking at Milones with an idiotic look, Irelia sighed and asked back:

"Do you think I look like an idiot?"

Milones shook his head.

Irelia stared at Milones and asked in a deep voice: "Have you seen Roland's woman? In your opinion, how does she compare to me when I was a teenager?"

Before sacrificing her beauty, she was recognized as the most beautiful succubus, and her feminine charm was even slightly better than Sissi.

Milones was about to answer, and Irelia reminded him lightly: "Tell the truth."

Well, the free point question became a life-threatening question.

Milones shrugged, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "If you don't consider your outstanding strength, just talking about feminine charm, you should not lose to Alina, Lisa and Christine."

"You mean, I'm not as good as Sylph?" Irelia had no expression.

Although she didn't care about a beautiful appearance and thought that describing her as beautiful was extremely superficial, it didn't mean that she could happily accept that someone was more beautiful than her at the age of 18.

What Sissi couldn't do, Sylph could do?

Milones spread his hands and said calmly: "She is the last queen of the elves, recognized as the world's most beautiful woman."

Irelia was silent for a long time, and her expression changed from solemn to relieved.

"Since they are from the royal family of the elves, it is not unfair for them to lose. In ancient times, the reputation of the beauties of the elves was higher than ours. After all, most succubi cannot match their aloofness."

"Milo, what do you think the beauty trap is?"

Milones was relieved to see that Irelia was not angry because of the truth, and said with a smile:

"I am superficial. I think the primary beauty trap is to show the charm of women to seduce men. The advanced beauty trap is to deeply understand the regrets of the target and find the right person to cater to his preferences."

"If a powerful person had a wife who suffered with him when he was young and lost his wife in middle age, and now he is looking for a girl who looks like his beloved wife, he can't refuse it at all."

Milones' answer surprised Irelia a little, but only a little.

"You are slightly better than ordinary people, about this much."

A standard gesture to insult Korea, making a small gap.

Milones certainly won't bother with Irelia, after all, he can't beat her at all.

"But it's still superficial."

"No matter what means are used, it's wrong to serve people with beauty from the beginning."

"A real succubus doesn't attract people with charm, but provides irresistible and irreplaceable benefits to the other party."

Well said, Milones looked up and asked thoughtfully: "What do you plan to do then?"

He looked at the empty space in front of him and shook his head in self-mockery.

No wonder Irelia was too lazy to spar with him. He was afraid that he didn't even have the qualifications to be a punching bag now.

He could probably guess Irelia's conditions.

Powerful military support.

This was indeed a temptation that Roland couldn't refuse.

This was much more useful than taking back the beauty and taking off clothes. Roland might pounce on her, but he would pull up his pants after eating.

Roland was not someone who would pay a sky-high price for prostitution.

Milo looked to the north, looked at the back that disappeared at the end of the horizon, and said softly:

"I wish you good luck, and I wish us good luck."

The oracle of the goddess of nature made him particularly alert.

Of course he knew that there were three goddesses in the Theia plane, and he also attended the Demon King's open class as a young talent.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but the Demon King said that these three goddesses are not complete. They must return to their hometown before the destruction and rebirth of the Theia plane to strengthen their bodies and souls, otherwise they will be in danger of falling.

The probability of gods turning over and dying in the material plane is not high, but it is definitely not zero.

The Demon King is waiting for this opportunity, and the entire dark race is waiting for this opportunity.

How prosperous the dark race was in the past, but it withered like this after being exiled. This is a history full of blood and tears.

Precisely because the dark race and the goddess have a deep hatred, Carlo was killed by Irelia and did not cause a backlash.

If it was an ordinary elder, Irelia would have to go through the process and find evidence if she wanted to kill him.

There is no need for trial to kill the clan traitors.

In short, the dark race either fights the three goddesses to the death or all die in battle. There is no third way.

The Demon King is the spiritual pillar of the dark race, and it is also the confidence that they firmly believe that they can overthrow the three goddesses.

However, he did not return on time.

Milones couldn't imagine the consequences of the Demon King not returning on the Sanctuary Return Day.

The confidence of the entire Darkin would collapse in an instant, unless someone could give everyone confidence in the absence of the Demon King.

Milones had thought about being this hero, but soon gave up.

He still understood the difference between a hero and a heroine.

The only Darkin who was qualified was Irelia. The Sanctuary Return Day was the best stage for her to establish her prestige.

Although Irelia was strong, she was just one person after all and couldn't change much.

She needed Roland.

But did Roland need her?

Roland certainly needed me.

Irelia thought silently.

She was very fast, constantly using space jumps to accelerate and speed towards Val City.

She was very sure that this was a win-win deal.

Roland didn't lack women, even if she had a charm that surpassed Sylph, it wouldn't make Roland too tempted now.

She attached great importance to intelligence and learned the stories of Roland's wives in detail.

They had experienced life and death together with Roland, and finding a coquettish bitch at random couldn't shake them at all.

If it was Roland when he was a post office clerk, he could just find a clean succubus from the tribe to make him dizzy, but now it’s not possible.

Simply put, it’s too late.

Irelia is very pragmatic. Since she can’t do it with her feminine charm, she is too lazy to try.

Roland values ​​his wife so much, she is more confident.

As long as she can show her ability to help him keep his wife, Roland will be tempted.

She crossed the White Mountain and ran along the giant gully cut by Sophia.

Looking at this unrepaired crack in the earth, Irelia couldn’t help but stop.

After more than a hundred years, this rift has been covered by vegetation. Looking at the rabbits running hurriedly and the gray wolves chasing them even more anxiously, she felt the resilience of nature in her heart.

On the final return day, no matter who wins and controls the power of the entire plane, Theia will restart.

The material plane can only carry a limited amount of things after all. After all kinds of grievances and hatreds have accumulated to the limit and no new intelligent life and species can be born, the plane can only restart.

The sky collapsed and the earth split, regrouped, and life was born from scratch.

Only the super strong who crossed the divine realm could lead some of their followers to escape this world-destroying disaster and activate their memories to continue living in the new era.

No one knows what the new era will be like, but the strong always have hope and hope that their tribe can continue to the new era.

If it is a rabbit, the biggest worry is probably not to be eaten by wolves.

If it is a gray wolf, catching a rabbit and not starving to death is the biggest worry in this life.

But people are different, and people think a lot.

Before she could sigh, Irelia looked up suddenly and saw a figure standing in front of her.

The handsome face, the strong figure, the casual clothes, the scepter and shield in his hands, were Roland, whom she wanted to see.

Perhaps she didn't expect to see the target so easily, Irelia fell silent, and didn't even know how to introduce herself.

"Is it Miss Irelia?" Roland greeted her familiarly.

"Do you know me?" Irelia was a little surprised.

"I attach great importance to intelligence work, and I often drink and chat with Mr. Milones."

Roland's hearty voice is easy to make people feel good with his enthusiastic smile.

However, Irelia frowned slightly.

Milones, this idiot, knows that he specifically mentioned her in order to gain power for the Darkin in the negotiations.

The benefits were not obtained, but her existence was exposed in advance.

Looking at Irelia's slightly frowned brows, Roland put away the scepter and made an invitation gesture.

"Everyone from afar is a guest. Since you are a friend, please come in."

Irelia hesitated for a moment, followed, kept a subtle distance from Roland, and followed silently.

Roland is indeed a warm host. He introduced the basic situation of Val City and the Alliance along the way, and also introduced various tourist attractions along the way, and invited Irelia to live in Val City for a long time.

Irelia, who has never spoken, is most worried that Roland will ask about the whereabouts of the Demon King.

Whether she lies or not, she will be at a disadvantage in the negotiations.

However, Roland seemed to see through her worries and never mentioned the Demon King.

Some things don't need to be asked at all.

If the Demon King is in good condition, it is Milones who will come.

As the combat power of the Darkin besides the Demon King, Irelia came to negotiate in person to show off her strength.

In fact, she did it.

When masters meet, it is not necessary to fight to know who is stronger.

It is not easy for a weakling to pretend to be a master, and it is not easy for a strong person to pretend to be a rookie.

Just look at the opponent's aura, eyes and micro-movements, and you can basically judge the strength of the opponent's combat power.

If you can't see through it, it is either a dog on the side of the road, or a tiger pretending to be a pig.

Obviously, Irelia is a tiger.

Who will win in a one-on-one duel between Roland and her depends on the on-the-spot performance and the battlefield environment, but they are indeed strong people at the same level.

Irelia has the strength that is not inferior to Lisa, Alina and others, but is slightly inferior to Sylph and Christine.

This is Roland's preliminary judgment.

Sylph, who has experienced triple death and broken through obstacles to return to the human world, has a complete soul and body. She has touched the powerful power of the peak of the sanctuary and is the strongest. Roland, who has also passed through death, cannot win in a one-on-one battle.

Christine embraces the light again, and her aura is not inferior to the goddess of light Tia. Naturally, her strength should not be underestimated.

No matter how determined Irelia is and how wonderful her opportunities are, it is unlikely that she will surpass Christine.

But she does have the right to bargain.

Roland politely invited Irelia to the banquet hall, but Irelia refused the lunch he prepared.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in these things. I came here to discuss business with you."

Although he was rejected on the spot, Roland didn't care.

There are too many strong people who are independent, and Irelia's little request is nothing at all.

Since there is no need to entertain lunch, Roland simply invited her to the inner study in the backyard.

Talking here represents an attitude.

She is not only a trading partner, but also a friend recognized by Roland.

If it is Milones, he will never enter this room even if he comes a hundred times.

Treatment is fought for by strength, not negotiation skills.

This is the way the strong interact, but unfortunately Milones is not, both in strength and mentality.

"I want to fight for a ticket to the new world for the tribe."

"The whole tribe?" Roland frowned, a little unhappy. He didn't think the other party had the ability to pay an equal price.

"Of course not, there are only the young elites of the succubus tribe, and a few outstanding people from other branches. The specific quota will be allocated by you according to the situation."

Alelia paused for a moment and sighed softly: "A world without beautiful succubi"

"It's not perfect."

Roland thought for a moment and continued to ask: "What can you provide?"

"I will charge forward and never stop until I die." Alelia said frankly, as if talking about a trivial matter.

"You fight for a ticket for the tribe, but don't care about your own life?"

Roland shook his head slowly, "I believe there are selfless and noble people in this world, but you are not one of them."

Alelia smiled and nodded, "You are very accurate in judging people. I am a selfish person. However, the power I pursue must make a breakthrough in the horror of life and death."

Roland could accept this explanation.

His fingertips tapped the table rhythmically, and after a long silence, he gave the final condition.

"The Darkin will continue to be led by Milones. You stay and participate in special operations at any time."

Roland's implication was clear. Since Irelia claimed that she must break through in the battle, she should stay and participate in the battle.

Not only that, she must withdraw from the affairs of the Darkin tribe and lose control of the tribe.

She must become the sharpest knife in Roland's hand and cannot become a powerful tribe leader that can threaten the Rodinia Alliance.

She has the ability.

Irelia's lips slightly raised, and she said softly: "Yes, sir."

Tribal affairs? Oh, she was worried that she couldn't find a reason to get rid of these trivial matters, and now she has one. (End of this chapter)