Invade the white dove

Prince Nice's wife, Nasha, was taken to the coach's tent.

Although her dress was covered with sand and her hands were tied behind her back, facing three men who were still enemies, Nasha still raised her head slightly, not showing any embarrassment or fear.

But Julius still heard a little uneasiness from her rapid breathing.

"As far as I know, Nice is only married to the Tundra Kingdom or Azik in the West Bank, but Capel is not the surname of these two royal families. Who are you?"

"Tradition is not truth, and it can be broken."

Nasha's amber eyes reflected the candles in the big tent, flickering a bit hot, "You don't have to doubt whether I can be trusted. Ask your guards, the night he lurked into the royal court, the imperial court was urgently held In the meeting, was it me who sat next to the king?"

The Kingdom of Nice, like Odong, followed a strict hierarchy. Only those who were valued by the king and recognized as heirs were eligible to sit on his left hand seat.

Gray Crow, who was about to hide in the darkness, immediately knelt down in front of Julis when he heard this.

"I can't judge whether this is an illusion specially arranged by the people of Nice, but my lord, she is indeed sitting on the left side of the King of Nice."

The crow on Gray Crow's shoulder croaked and answered for him.

"Grey Crow's lurking is difficult even for my lover. Who are you, Nasha Capel?"

Following Julius' questioning, Sotiria immediately stood in front of him, guarding against possible danger.

Nasha, who was standing still and looking at Gray Crow's position, lowered her head slightly when she heard the words.

The curly flaxen light hair was gently blown by the wind from nowhere, the entangled hair spread out smoothly, and the mud and sand stained on the face seemed to be wiped away by invisible hands, but in the blink of an eye, the mess just now It completely disappeared, and the whole person was completely new.

This is the second time Julius has witnessed magic.

"Witch." Sotiria said in surprise.

"That's right." The rope in Nasha's hand fell to the ground. She stroked her red wrist, and the blue light in her eyes flickered.She looked at Sotiria, who looked like a high-level demon, mockingly, "Humans in the new world have long forgotten the old gods, and it is the demons who should rot in hell that remember us."

Yulis took a step forward, stood shoulder to shoulder with Sotiria, and looked at Nasha.

Witches, or priestesses, are old world believers who serve the old gods in spirit and body to gain magical powers.But the whole country of Nice believed in the God of Austria, so how could the Prince of Nice marry a witch?

"Faith should not be an excuse to block true love."

Nasha seemed to see Julis's doubts, and she took the initiative to speak, "My lover... I promised him to protect the people of this country for him. I exchanged the lives of all the royal families of Nice for the survival of the people. You don't need to die or wound a soldier. Pawn, my lord duke, I think, there is no better deal than this."

His Excellency the Duke did not speak.It seems that everyone believes that less sacrifice is exchanged for more people's survival.It is a profitable "business".

"As I said just now, if you attack by force, the Garmans will suffer heavy casualties." Seeing that Ulis was unmoved, Nasha lowered her tone, "If you choose to besiege the city, my magic power is minimal, but It is enough to ensure that the people of Nice will have enough to eat and drink for half a year. When the gods of the sanctuary know your real strength, Gaman will no longer be as easy as attacking Odong."

"Real force", Julis thought of the raven flying out of the side hall.

"The raven in the side hall was sent out by you."

He said affirmatively, and his heartstrings that had been tense were finally relaxed—the Holy Court knew the real force sent by Garman, and would definitely prepare in advance.He believed that the Thoth oracle would never let the tragedy of Odon repeat itself in the city of Yana.

The problem of reinforcements that worried him the most was solved, and Julius was now in the mood to solve the riddle before him.

"As the princess of Nice, you live in the side hall. In the eyes of the people of Nice, you are just a guest living here."

"Their stubborn king treats me like a princess for the sake of face, but in fact treats me like a guest, hoping to force me away." Speaking of this, Nasha's lips raised a gentle smile. Smile: "But so what? My love with Clary is not for others to recognize, and I am not for his wealth and status."

"Love has nothing to do with faith."

Nasha said again.The witch's voice was not loud, but she was extremely firm. When "Clairie" was mentioned, her amber eyes shone with happiness.

For some reason, when he met Nasha's gaze, Julius' heart beat wildly for no reason.

"I believe the envoys of the sanctuary are convening a meeting to discuss countermeasures. Your lord, you are the only noble in the Garman Empire who holds military power..."

"You think I'll compromise under your threat?" Julius sat back on the recliner and waved his hands pretending to be impatient.

The big tent suddenly fell silent, only the creaking and swaying of the wooden chairs.

"Cooperation should be based on trust. Nasha Capel, where did your husband, Prince Claire Portman of Nice go?"

Before the fall of Odong, the King of Nice would lead Prince Clari to visit his father every winter month.Julius' double "Ivan" is able to have a conversation with Prince Nice at a banquet every year.But three years ago, the King of Nice suddenly interrupted the exchanges between the two countries.

Perhaps Clary had disappeared by then.

Sure enough, upon hearing his question, Nasha closed her eyes: "He disappeared three years ago, but I can sense his presence. My lover, Claire Portman, is waiting for me in the dark save him."

Nasha's voice was clear and clean, with some kind of magical power hidden in it, floating in the big tent.

With a bang, there was a dull sound behind him, and Julis turned his head to look at the guard kneeling in the shadows.

This was already the second gaffe made by Gray Crow tonight.

Sotiria once said that to crack the seal of magic on memory, one must come into contact with familiar things and people.Only in this way, the imprisonment of magic power will slowly loosen with the passage of time.

Julis was already certain that this witch had crossed paths with the mysterious Gray Crow.

"I can't agree to your proposal." Julis said, "The King of Nice has disgraced His Majesty, and I have no right to let the residents of the city go easily. But, Nasha Capel, since you are not a believer in the God of God, I Of course I can pardon your capital crime..."

"Your Excellency." Nasha interrupted him directly, "If you want blood and fire, Nice will give it to you!"

Julis sneered: "So, you choose to live and die with Nice?"

Nasha raised her head with a firm expression.

"Our guest has made her choice, so I must respect it." Julis waved to Gray Crow in the corner, "Gray Crow, take her to the 'birdcage' to rest."

The "Birdcage" was exactly the wooden cage ordered by General Roman to be built by his subordinates, and it was specially prepared for transporting the nobles of Nice back to the city of Stanislav.The bottom diameter of each wooden cage is [-] centimeters, and the height is no more than one meter. Adults are locked inside and can barely squat in it, just like a bird being watched in a cage.

"May you rot in hell, my lord duke." Nasha cursed without being humble.

Julius raised his eyebrows and shrugged.He had heard too many curses like this.

"I've heard many times worse than this..."

However, before the self-deprecating sentence was finished, Julius' eyes suddenly blurred, and Sotiria, who had been silent all this time, knocked Nasha to the ground in the next moment, surrounded by dark red mist as thick as liquid, like A demon who just climbed up from hell.

"Take back your words, miko." Sotiria's voice was as cold as ice.

Nasha kept kicking her feet and scratching helplessly on the carpet. Seeing that the strength of the struggle was getting weaker and weaker, Julius rushed out to stop Sotiria, but there was a figure who was stronger than him. faster.

It was Gray Crow, who sneaked silently behind Sotiria, and pressed the black knife against Sotiria's throat.

Without even thinking about it, Julius suddenly appeared in his hand with the sword of contract, and pierced Gray Crow's wrist.

The scarlet sword tip was soaked in the blood on Gray Crow's wrist in an instant, and the blood dripped and stained the red carpet.

"Grey Crow, stand down," Julis shouted.

Gray Crow remained motionless, as if feeling no pain.His eyes were fixed on Sotiria and the miko who was struggling on the ground.

"I'm speaking for the gray crow: let her go, my lord." The crow on the guard's shoulder patted, rattling out an ugly human language.

Sotiria was unmoved, he was still holding Nasha's neck tightly, and the sharp canine teeth in the devil form flickered as he spoke, as if he was about to bite through Nasha's neck in the next moment.

"Take your word back, miko," he repeated slowly.

The witch has the power of words, and she must be allowed to take back this vicious spell.

In a place that only Sotiria and Nasha can see, a soft blue light shines from his one eye, which is similar to the light when the witch just performed the spell, but more pure and clear.

This feeling...

Nasha suddenly stopped struggling and murmured, "My lord..."

She then looked at Julis's position and smiled suddenly: "This is your choice...Please forgive me. I take back my curse, and I hope you...get your wish."

This sudden farce came to a dramatic end, and Sotiria quickly got up as if nothing had happened, and stood beside Julis.And Gray Crow, who had just shot at his master, also woke up like a dream at this time, holding a black short sword in both hands, kneeling in front of the two of them.

Nasha once again set her sights on this thin young man in black.

Julius saw that her eyes became brighter, as if she had discovered a priceless treasure.

What did a priestess see in the enemy's tent to show such an expression?

The answer is already on the horizon.

Julius called the guards outside the tent to come in: "Since our distinguished guest Nasha has come here, we must let her stay in the birdcage for one night to experience the enthusiasm of the Gaman people. Before I allow, no People can hurt her."

After the two soldiers escorted Nasha out of the tent, Julis walked up to Gray Crow, kicked away the sword in his hand, and ordered in a cold voice: "As for you... the guard Gray Crow intends to assassinate, and punish one hundred troops." Stick, also locked in a birdcage."

Gray Crow is Clary, and the magic that sealed the memory was loosened only after coming into contact with Nasha.Julius had created time for the two of them to be alone, and now he only hoped that with this short night, Nasha could find her lost lover.