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"During our rebellion, a man named Hei appeared. He is a ruthless character! He is simply a fierce general in the Hall of Hell. The Eighth Princess came here specially to have a good fight with him!"

"Then the Eighth Princess is just like the Seventh Princess! The last time the Seventh Princess was in Erduo City, she was also there to slay demons, so why did Lord Hei show up again this time?" Walpole was wondering when he heard this name for the first time. He could still remember clearly how the Seventh Princess nearly destroyed Erduo City because of killing demons.

"That's right!" Steele took a deep breath. "They say that when Lord Black shows up, there's no grass growing in that place. No one knows what he did with those people he captured! Anyway, those villages in Erdo City that were looted must have been his doing!"

"If the Eighth Princess can take care of him, wouldn't that be a great relief to everyone?"

"Having said that, but according to the news from the Northern Pan-European Empire..." Steele hesitated.

"What's going on?" Walpole asked impatiently.

"They have decided to give up the city of Erdo! Although Lord Bosi sent more than a hundred guards, that was also the greatest gift to his own territory!"

"This..." Walpole was shocked.

"Keep your voice down!" Steele glanced around. The whistling wind covered up their conversation.

"Captain Walpole, are you really going to die with the city of Erdo?" Steele stared at Walpole with a sharp gaze.

"Yes, even if it's just to get rid of that damned black man!" Walpole said firmly, "As long as he is gone, the remaining rebels will be doomed to fail. We can just wipe them out!"

"That would be great if that's the case!" Steele said this with a worried look on his face.

Three days later, Long Batian discussed the next itinerary with Debbie in a room. The two argued for a long time without any result. Finally, Long Batian suggested to just charge into the Kingdom of Tyre and settle the feud with his sister. Long Batian's abnormal suggestion made Debbie's eyes widen with confusion. Her Agnes family had been in name only since her father's death, not to mention that the interior of the Kingdom of Tyre was full of demons' nests and there was no way to break in. Although there were rumors that her sister had surrendered to the demons, it was just a rumor after all. Long Batian knew that he was anxious and could only put this idea aside for the time being.

Seeing that the discussion was not going to make any head or anything, Long Batian sighed helplessly as he looked at Debbie, who was lying on the bed leisurely, eating fresh fruits and reading a picture book with her legs crossed.

"I have to go out and find a job!"

"Well! Remember to make the bonfire burn brighter. It's a bit cold." Debbie stared at the comic book and laughed silly from time to time.

"I really owe her!" Long Batian reached out and casually fiddled with the brazier.

"Go downstairs and ask the shop owner for some charcoal!" Debbie reminded.

Long Batian nodded and went downstairs, just in time to meet a woman wearing white military uniform and carrying a big sword. She had delicate features and exuded a heroic temperament. This woman looked a little familiar.

"Bei..." Long Batian couldn't help but look at her a few more times. He was about to say hello to her, but when he saw the unfamiliar look in her eyes and the difference between her eyebrows, he immediately realized that the woman in front of him was not Bellamy, but just looked somewhat similar.

The woman looked Long Batian up and down. Long Batian looked away, and the two of them just passed by.