Quack! The life of a brave man is also a life!

I have to sigh that my mother is good at talking.

After receiving the news, the king nodded silently and stopped paying attention. He knew that the design was obtained by Bai Ci, so his impression of Bai Ci was much better, at least much better than before.

You know, Li Te never had good news, and now Bai Ci brought good news, which shows the gap between the two.

Sure enough, the heroes in the other world are different, much better than the local heroes.

"Publicize this matter and let the people of the empire know our progress. It's not that the demons have always had this advantage. And speed up the manufacture of human armored vehicles. As long as we have more than the demons, then it won't be a problem!"

The king gave the order with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and he was very optimistic about the human armored vehicles.

But the next second, his eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and he pondered with a little murderous intent.

The person who can invent this thing is definitely a talent, but it's a pity that he is not from the empire. It would be better if he could be pulled to his side...

Maybe.

"Go, arrange for someone to investigate who invented the human-powered armored vehicle, and if possible, bring him to our side. If not, find a way to kill him."

The king arranged for the people around him, his eyes flashing.

This kind of talent must be amazing, and it will be like a fish in water if he is obtained. If he is not obtained, he cannot continue to live, which will definitely be a big trouble.

The king's arrangement was quickly publicized, and the imperial capital heard the news from the front line almost at the first time.

...

Imperial capital, Duke Blom's manor.

In the solemn duke's manor, the study.

A girl sat at the desk, her face full of seriousness as she looked at the documents in her hand. Her pink pupils bloomed red at this moment, and she stared at the documents in her hand with wide eyes. The documents were the battle reports from the front line and the results brought by the human-powered armored vehicle.

His long pink hair was draped behind his head, the end of his side hair was tied with a red hairband, and his bangs were separated to reveal her forehead with the taste of a girl.

Her cheeks are tender and have the fleshiness of a baby, her long eyelashes tremble slightly, she has a kind of immature beauty, her red eyes and lips are painted with a little lipstick, full of mature flavor.

Although her face looks tender, her spirit is not tender at all, full of mature flavor.

She is not tall, only about 1.4 meters, which is the height of a child.

The red cotton velvet windbreaker covers the upper body and above the knees, and the collar is white fluff, which is full of warmth. The white dress under the windbreaker has a sense of layering, which is simply a girl who is extremely cute.

But she is not a girl.

She is the eldest daughter of Duke Blom, Manalo Blom, who has reached adulthood, but her body has stopped growing for some reason.

"Failure, victory, failure, and victory again... How long has it lasted?"

The front line has always existed since I was born. After every victory, there is a failure. Even if there is a victory after the victory, there must be a failure in the end.

At first, I felt excited and happy about the victory... but I couldn't see any joy on my father's face. At that time, I didn't understand why my father didn't feel anything when it was something worth celebrating.

I was dissatisfied with my father for this.

Until... after I witnessed countless victories and failures, I understood my father.

It's not that I'm unhappy, but I've long been accustomed to it. What if I win, what if I lose? After all, it can't end everything.

I don't know when I stopped paying attention to the front line because I don't know how to face it.

Whether I laugh or cry, I can't change it.

Until... that man appeared.

Brave! Leng Bai!

His appearance made me see the hope of peace. He is so brave and so powerful.

No matter how tragic the battle is, there will be victory in the end. No matter how hateful the person is, when he mentions the brave Leng Bai, he will show a feeling of inferiority, yearning, and longing.

But I am different. I sincerely hope that he will bring real peace, and I also hope that he can give me different expectations.

I was so looking forward to it...

The moment Leng Bai broke through to the Demon King's Castle, I was extremely excited and extremely happy. I knew she could do it, and she would definitely do it.

Just like the legend says...no matter how tragic the process is, she will win in the end!

I was so looking forward to it at that time, and I felt that I expected it more than anyone else.

But...the hero Leng Bai died.

What a joke! How could it be! How could such a powerful person die, how could he die!

He should shine more, be more dazzling, defeat the Demon King and return to the empire, and lead the country to peace and prosperity.

He would obviously bring peace to me and us!

How could he die!

I don't believe it! How could such a powerful and dazzling person die!

After the news of the death of the hero Leng Bai was announced, I began to investigate his affairs. The more I investigated, the more frightened I was.

He, the hero, Leng Bai, is more powerful than I thought.

All kinds of people are full of joy for him, good, bad, evil, good, even vague people are happy when they mention him.

He is just like a saint...

I regret that I didn't get to know him properly before. I just saw him from a distance at a banquet.

He must have his own ideas. I want to know what he is going to do and what he can bring.

I have never paid so much attention to such a person. I don't know when it started, but I realized that Leng Bai has become the light in my numb world.

He will definitely bring the peace I have been looking forward to!

At this time, the study was pushed open, and a spirited boy walked in. He had brown hair and bright eyes. He showed tenderness after seeing Manaluo.

"Sister, I'm back." The boy smiled kindly.

"Welcome back, Brosio. Any news?" Manaluo smiled happily when she saw her brother coming back, and asked in a doting tone.

Brosio walked a few steps to sit opposite her, slumped in the chair, "Can't you care about your brother? You only have that man in your eyes."

"How could I ignore my dear brother, dear." Manaluo smiled gently, full of kindness. Although she looked very young, her attitude was not young at all.

Brochu had some feelings when he heard this, and he immediately said: "There is news that the man you love the most appeared at the front line, but there is no news now."

"Tsk, what love, I don't even know him." Manalo smiled and said bitterly.

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Brochu smiled and said kindly: "I work so hard for my sister's happiness. You know, I still remember the scene of kicking the son-in-law away. I thought you would never get married in your life."

"What do you care! Anyway, it's all nonsense, don't keep talking about it. Sister will be angry." Manalo looked ahead with an unhappy face, full of the momentum to bully her brother.

Brochu shrugged indifferently. Hasn't he been bullied enough since he was a child? It's all tears to talk too much, but despite this, Manalo is her beloved sister.

She wants her sister to be happy from the bottom of her heart, even if she has to work harder. After all, if it weren't for Manalo's protection at that time, he would have died.

It was a dark and windy night. As a duke, he had countless enemies, and that time he almost died at home because of his political enemies.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Manalo also showed her petite body, holding a long sword taller than herself in front of him. That was the first time Manalo killed someone.

Her tender face was covered with blood, but the pair of eyes emitting red light in the dark were breathtaking. Her stubborn eyes were deeply imprinted in the mind of young Brochu.

So Brochu would do his best to do anything for Manalo, and force himself to do it. He had to do it. He was such a person.

At this time, Brochu asked Manalo curiously, "Where is my father?"

"I went to the palace. Be careful during this period. I don't feel right. My father has asked me several times in a row not to investigate the hero's affairs. I'm afraid he has received some news." Manalo became serious, remembered her father's words, and frowned deeply.

It seemed that he heard his father's instructions again.

‘Manalo, stop investigating the hero. Whether he is alive or not, this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems. Others don’t know, but I know… Everyone who knew about the hero is dead. Even Saint Mammon is now completely missing. Manalo, I just hope you can survive. ’

‘By the way, Manalo, if anything happens… you take Brochu to this place. No matter what, you must take the things in this place away, and then take the things there to find Marquis Lilith Ulfant. ’

This is already obvious. The death of the hero Lengbai hides terrible things, like a bottomless pit that will be kicked down once you get close to it.

“Did you go to the palace again? It’s been so frequent recently. Sister, do you think there is any secret?” Brochu asked curiously, his face full of excitement.

“I don’t know, but Brochu…” Manalo suddenly didn’t know how to speak, and stared blankly at the front.

“What’s wrong, sister?” Brochu asked strangely.

"Nothing, just be careful recently. I'm afraid something is going to happen..." Manalo didn't tell him the truth in the end, just asked him to be careful.

Brochu's face straightened when he heard this, and he nodded seriously, very solemnly.

As the son of the Duke's family, as a normal person, he must understand what this means, and something terrible is definitely going to happen.

Just like the destruction of the Church of Tiamat, there was no sign, no standard, but it was over when he opened his eyes the next day.

...

The palace, the main hall.

A sturdy man strode into the main hall and knelt in front of the king as soon as he entered the door. The king sitting on the high platform saw the visitor and looked at him coldly.

After a short silence, the king slowly spoke.

"How is the matter going? Duke Holheim Blom."

"Your Majesty, the address has been found, do you need to deal with it?" Holheim half-knelt on the red carpet, lowered his head and dared not look at the king.

The king fell into deep thought about this, looking down without mercy. After about three breaths, he slowly spoke, "Well done, Holheim. You don't have to deal with the next thing, I will arrange the people myself."

"I understand, Your Majesty."

"Go down, you are tired these days. Go back and spend time with your children. I will allow you to rest for three days." The king said with compassion, but his eyes were full of sharpness.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Holheim stood up respectfully and slowly retreated.

When Holheim left, the king sat on the throne and made a beheading gesture towards a shadow in a certain direction. The shadow at that position disappeared in the next second.

The king took a deep breath and supported his face with his hands on the armrest, and fell into a discussion.

I don't know how many years ago, he met a fortune teller, and the fortune teller told him that he would die.

This forced him to strangle the fortune teller's neck and kill him fiercely.

But before he died, the fortune teller laughed at himself and said that he would be killed by a black sword.

This forced him to be alert. What the fortune teller said might be false, or it might be said casually, but who can say for sure about such things? So he kept inquiring about the news of this sword, and finally learned the news from the woman.

The name of the sword-Star Sword!

A sword with a black body and red blood grooves is not a weapon of this era.

It is a weapon in a distant era.

Now that he has finally found it, the next step is to make everyone who knows about this sword disappear and then destroy it as quickly as possible!

Anything that threatens me must be destroyed!

The king looked coldly at the direction where Holheim left, his eyes full of murderous intent.

...

That night, Duke Blom's manor.

A scream suddenly sounded in the originally quiet manor, it was Holheim's voice.

"You deserve to die!"

His voice resounded throughout the manor, surprising everyone. The servants immediately ran towards Holheim's room, but were swept by an unclear knife light halfway.

Plop plop plop plop plop...

They fell to the ground without even reacting to what happened, and blood was all over the ground. And blood flowed from the gap in Holheim's door...

At this time, Manalo in her room was suddenly surprised and picked up her sword at the first time. The pair of red eyes were scarlet than ever!

The moment she put on her clothes, the door was pushed open.

"Sister! Are you okay?" It was Brosio, who looked into the house breathlessly. When he saw Manalo's red eyes in the dark, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly said, "I'm glad you're okay. I'll go see my father."

Who knew Manalo suddenly called Brosio, "Brosio..."