swear to love heaven

The past few days of running has made everyone feel tired. Even a strong young man will gradually lose his strength in this kind of rush that only sleeps two hourglass hours a day.

However, the only woman in the team showed extraordinary physical strength and perseverance... Lemomena, who was riding at the front of the team, could not see the slightest trace of fatigue from her airtight back covered by a black cloak , not even a trace of stiffness.

Take the lead, leading the crowd through the night wind, towards the dawn of the sky.

Aziz admired Lemomena's tireless physical strength, and began to faintly feel a little urgency hidden in the steady and introverted silhouette under the speeding silhouette beside him.

What is it that makes this woman who can maintain an indifferent attitude no matter what the environment is, suddenly loses the patience she has always been proud of, look at her running so eagerly in the cracks of time, throwing away every sunset Behind him, but still unwilling, he urged his horse to rush forward.

"Take a break." Ordered, Lie Momenara turned his horse and headed towards the side of the road.Turned over and got off the horse, walked to the tree and sat down, drank water, closed eyes, and remained silent as at any moment.

Walking to her and sitting down, Aziz took a sip of the water bag and coughed lightly.Looking sideways, his eyes wandered to the side face covered with a veil, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.After a while, I still couldn't hold back, and asked, "What are you going to do when you find Kalixi?"

This problem is very realistic. Their opponent is the famous "Blade Fire", and the most difficult thing is probably not the huge mysterious organization, but the one who hired "Blade Fire" to kidnap Khaleesi, that is, has enough strength And people with ulterior motives.

He didn't answer, closed his eyes and meditated, as if he didn't hear Aziz's words.

"Hey, you don't have a plan, or you're keeping it a secret." He said angrily, and tightened the mouth of the water bag with a little force.

Turning her face and pulling down the mask, she didn't mind that her left face was exposed to the morning breeze full of flowers, her voice also sneaked into a leisurely way, and said softly: "No plan."

Rolling his eyes, with a helpless expression of "I knew it", Aziz tugged at his neckline annoyed, and using his hands as a fan, kept fanning the wind back and forth, trying to drive away the scorching heat that made his body and mind feel uneasy at the same time.

"You don't have a plan, so hurry up and think about it! Once Kusina's side is ready, the arrow has to be launched. You are not in a hurry here, you don't really plan----" Glancing around After confirming that dozens of subordinates were resting for four weeks, he lowered his voice and said word by word: "We really want to go to war with Egypt!"

"Why not?" She raised her eyebrows, and following the flash of coldness in her eyes, a blue light flashed across the hard skin of the left cheek, leaving a faint line of coldness that shattered the morning light.

His eyes were attracted by the cyan skin with strange lines, even if he had seen it countless times, he still couldn't help looking at it. "It's not a question of whether to do it or not."

"What's the problem?" She didn't care about Aziz's gaze at all, she leaned back, bent one leg, and asked with a smile.

"Lemomena, you know better than me that our strength is far from enough to compete with Egypt. Even if Kusina can really mobilize the 'dead army', the number is still far inferior to Egypt's 80 army. Tell me, you How are you going to fight with 5 people and 80 people!"

"Why are they called 'Death Army'?" asked calmly.

Of course, Aziz knew this question well, and spoke with a slightly stiff voice. "No one is left. As long as they appear, there will be dead bodies everywhere. No matter men, women, old or weak, women or children, there will be no survivors left. And because they believe in death, they will never surrender, so they are called For 'Army of the Dead'. But--"

"However, they don't keep promises and have no integrity. For them, betrayal is a matter of course. Therefore, no one dares to employ them." After Aziz hadn't said anything, Lemomenna grabbed a Such a chilling smile and casual tone, for some reason, penetrated into the coldness, like a wild animal that is hunting, excited because it has found its target.

Her eyes flickered lightly, because of her nonchalant tone when she said this, and because of the smile on her face at the moment, Aziz's blood from head to toe felt a numb feeling of slowly congealing in the blood vessels, which was very painful. real feeling.

"Since you know what kind of people they are, if you still hire them, if they suddenly regret and quit before the war, how are you going to clean up this mess?" Going to the battlefield to fight the Egyptians, at least he will die clearly.

Inhale deeply, exhale slowly, roll up your cuffs, and move slowly.A section of tangled linen was exposed from the black sleeve that was slowly gathered upwards, and a faint bloodstain oozes from the cloth. The bright color stabbed Aziz's puzzled eyes for a moment.

"What's going on here?" Looking worriedly at the arm wrapped in linen, he asked with concern.

Smiling, before he recovered, he put down his sleeve and hid his injured arm. "I took a piece of skin to Cusina and asked him to bring it to the leader of the 'Death Army'. This is the bargaining chip to ensure that they will not easily betray us."

With his mouth wide open, his throat was choked by the horrified breath, and he stared at Lemomena dumbfounded. Aziz's devil-like expression concealed unbearable and... unspeakable heartache.

"You're crazy, Lemomena." After a while, he said, in a low voice.

Laughing softly, he patted Aziz on the shoulder. Feeling his body stiffen suddenly and the flickering confusion in his eyes, Lemomena lowered his gaze and spoke in a low voice.

"They are so powerful that it's not an exaggeration to say that one is against ten. Although the Egyptian army has a large number of people, it's not like we have no chance of winning. Aziz, I haven't tried it. Why did I give up so early?"

"I'm not admitting defeat, it's just that this battle is too uncertain. You never do things that are uncertain. Lemomena, I only have one question. You have done so much, and you will not hesitate to expose your secrets. To bring Khaleesi back, why?"

He asked the riddle that had been troubling him in his heart, but Aziz vaguely felt that this answer might make him very disappointed.

He frowned, closed his eyes, and covered his brown eyes with a little melancholy. The hair on his forehead swayed in the morning wind, leisurely disrupting the tense atmosphere between the two of them.

"I promised to bring her back."