Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 414

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 414]

“About the snake, you said before that you have to talk to your family before you know what to do.” Charles looked at Dorothy.

“We are conflicted,” Dorothy said. “There has been no answer…”

“Then, I am willing to accept the descendants of the snake first and bring a new breath to Loman.” Ciel said.

“This is Lohman’s greatest day ever,” Fowler said. “You know, there are endless benefits to doing this! We snakes can do so much more than you can imagine. Cheers to the name of the snake. , embrace the glory of the snake!”

“Hey.” Dorothy was distraught and hurried away.

“In this case, let us retire.” Chris left with a cold face, followed by other nobles whose interests were damaged.

People walked out of the conference hall one after another, each with their own thoughts.

“Some are happy and some are sad,” said Charles.

“Every party is inextricably linked to the interests of Limbenberg, and this kind of thing can’t be perfect,” Rocher said.

She repelled the personal soldiers, so only Ciel and her were left in the hall.

“It’s nice to see you.” Charles walked to Rocher and stroked her neck, “You’re so pretty now.”

“I think so.” Rocher stood up and kissed Charles. “I think you’d be happier wearing it like this.”

“I’m happy whatever you wear, your crown suits you very well.”

“Lord Charles, let’s go to a more private place. I’m healthy and fit for sex.”

“can not wait anymore.”

Chapter 507 Intimacy

It took some effort to find the secluded room.

Here is the old guard tower of the castle. The wizards abandoned the ballista and improvised ordnance, leaving this place to the spiders and rats, who noticed the traces of people and fled.

Charles and Rocher hugged, kissed, and then rolled on the hardwood bed. He took off his cloak to cushion his body, took off Rocher’s casual clothes, and hugged her plump body in a sprint.

Rocher groaned with the rhythm, and Ciel went in and out. Every time he rubbed it, a lot of water stains appeared, and his movements became smoother and smoother. His abdominal muscles collided violently with Rocher’s buttocks, making a crackling sound.

They changed positions a few more times, and then sat opposite each other, hugging each other’s backs, kissing and stroking.

Her new crown hits Ciel’s habit, and Ciel insists that she wear it the whole time, which doubles the excitement.

Finally, Ciel pressed hard against Rocher’s skin and released it completely.

“Are you comfortable?” Charles rolled over and lay on the cloak.

“There will be new children born in the womb,” Rocher said. “The thriving bloodline is the key to maintaining the inheritance.”

“I don’t know if it will be a boy or a girl,” Shire said. “The boy will bring about a dispute over inheritance rights, and the girl will marry far away.”

“Others gossip about Lord Ciel’s generosity, accusing you of giving me your country and title in vain.”

“Come on, based on the relationship between the two of us, this is not the difference between holding things in the left hand and holding things in the right.”

Rocher turned over and hugged Ciel’s back hard. They kept kissing, and they could fully feel each other’s body temperature and smell.

She has sweat and other scents on her body. Although she is no longer wearing armor, the smell of metal and leather seems to have merged with her. Every time she smells it, Ciel thinks of endless wars. She was once in the icy battlefield. Galloping up, and now ruling from the palaces and seats without temperature, her fiery heart has not been frozen by this steely world, but has grown stronger with time, and Ciel is thankful for this.

“One more round,” Charles said.

Rocher nodded with her eyes closed, and Charles spread her legs.

She was originally tormented by daily chores and was in a state of fatigue for a long time, but after spending an entire afternoon with Ciel, her body became even more excited. Every time she topped her mind, she felt more relaxed than ever, and being with Ciel made her heart beat. Faster, the long-lost vitality and fighting spirit poured out of her heart again, and high-quality love seemed to bring her new motivation.

After another leak, Rocher lay on Shire’s cloak with his arms outstretched, one leg bent.

Ciel pulled it out and stroked Rocher’s thigh incessantly.

“I hope this aging body can meet the needs of Lord Shire,” she said.

“What is aging, it’s called maturity and beauty.” Charles buried his face in Rocher’s chest.

“If you like it, Sir Charles.”

“What are you thinking about now?”

“To make the country rich and strong.”

“Um?”

“Am I doing it right?” Rocher stroked Shire’s hair. “So far, I’ve taken a series of radical measures that have sparked a lot of opposition.”

“There will definitely be resistance to reform,” said Shire, “especially now that we are making great attempts, making progress across the ages, we are accelerating the speed of the nobility’s withdrawal from the stage of history, and trying to transform this country into an advanced and vibrant country. The state, which has a more centralized central power than before, and a wiser monarch, who is not only the embodiment of justice, but can also command the army to destroy all enemies.”

“I just instinctively focus on everything I can control,” Rocher said. “Anyone who has read history knows that weak, incompetent kings don’t end well.”

“What you’re trying to do is take the whole country away from the hereditary nobility, build something new, build a tighter bureaucratic government, top to bottom,” Charles said. “Officials can also form powerful groups. , but their legitimacy comes from the rulers themselves.”

“Is a state made up of officials necessarily better than a state ruled by nobles?”

“The premise is that there are more educated citizens,” Charles said. “If people are allowed to study hard, pass certain selective tests to promote officials, and cultivate administrative talents with a large number of occupations, they will be better than nobles with fat brains or inactive five bodies. Compared with officials, military nobles are very prone to rebellion and separatism, especially in our country, where castles are built in many places.”

“Promoting education is expensive.”

“But it gives long-term and significant rewards, not only bringing about technological progress, but also the all-round development of culture, science and art. People’s literacy will be better, and the overall country’s competitiveness will improve by leaps and bounds. In the future, our culture will affect other countries, people Will be proud to speak Loman.”

Rocher was lost in thought.

“All I have in mind are those knights and professional soldiers,” Rocher said. “Give me an army of 10,000 men and I can take down the frontier provinces of the Empire.”

“There are also many things that can’t be done in direct war. It will bring external pressure, the hatred of neighboring countries, and it is very likely to slow down the development of Hitania,” Shire said.

“And no amount of knights will be destroyed by wizards.”

“Soon the wizards will fight for Citania.” Charles explained to Rocher the wizarding school that Sarah would open in the future, “…a large group of trained wizards will serve as the country’s strategists, doctors and wise men. , they will support the battlefield with unprecedented projected firepower, bringing to our troops golems of metal and wood, new weapons that can be manned without the need for conventional rations.”

“Then we will conquer the world.” Rocher’s eyes have already turned to the outside world, “We will unify Loman, conquer the Frostfall barbarians east, cross the mountains to attack the mountain empire, go south to defeat the peninsula city-states, and find ourselves in the sea around the sea. As a stronghold, build a fleet to deter the camels in the Dashahai, visit Longxiang and distant river valleys, and even establish connections with the legendary Eastern Kingdom.”

“You will be the greatest queen of Citania,” said the Ciel, “and I will annihilate all the demons that have invaded, fulfilling my long-cherished wish to end once and for all the invasions we have suffered over the years.”

Rocher lay silently in Charles’ arms.

“Can you still come?” Charles asked.

“Um.”

As the sun went down, they were already entangled like two animals, and it was difficult to separate them.

“How should I explain it to the others?” Rocher gasped.

“Let’s just say we went for a walk.” Charles looked at the pitch-dark room.

Rocher wanted to say something more, but was exhausted and closed his eyes to sleep.

Ciel also felt tired and fell asleep.

The next morning, Rocher woke up before the rooster crowed.

“No one walks that long.” She got up, looking for the missing underwear.

“Let’s just say we went on an outing.” Charles opened his eyes.

“The personal soldiers and maids are probably going crazy, and the Queen of Sitania has disappeared.” Rocher said.

“Do it again, Citania can wait,” said Ciel.

“To work.” Rocher put on her crown and dressed. “Your Excellency Charles, to avoid misunderstanding, please reappear a few hours after I leave to show that there is no suspicion.”

“Okay.” Charles lay on the bed full of Rocher’s body temperature and smell.

It was not until three poles in the sun that Ciel got up.

The cloak was too dirty. He went to the courtyard to wash his cloak with well water. People came and went. There were nobles, knights, squires and priests from all walks of life. Er, I hurriedly greeted him when I saw him.

It would be very arrogant if he didn’t return the courtesy, and he had to interrupt the movement of his hands repeatedly, and looked up to them to return the corresponding courtesy.

“Master.” Elijah heard that Ciel was back, and hurried to find him.

“What’s the matter?” Finally, someone who didn’t need to return the salute came, and Ciel didn’t look up.

“I brought a weirdo.” Elijah introduced to Ciel, who turned to see an old wizard with gray hair, “This is Orifama Murong, an ardent supporter of the Demon Hunter cause. .”

“Aye! Aye!” Orifama shouted happily when she saw Ciel, “It’s time to see a great hero!”

Although he has the appearance of an old man, he speaks like a young man, his tone and voice are very immature, which is in sharp contrast.

“Hello.” Ciel shook hands with him, “I’m Ciel from Belor.”

“I am Orifama of the Corpse Throwing Swamp,” he said. “I have come to invite you into the swamp to unite all disputes.”

“Has my news been brought to the Everglades?” Charles asked.

“Yes,” Orifama said solemnly, “every wizard has deeply understood your position, and naturally many of them are still trying to resist you, threatening to kill every Luo who enters the swamp. Man, but they seem to me like dead bones in the grave, and they will be wiped out by you, the great hero. I am ready to lead the wizards to join your glorious cause, and resolutely fight against the damned demons, Blast all those nasty monsters out of our world.”

“It still seems very complicated when I think about it now,” Ciel said. “The dissatisfaction and resistance of the wizards are deeply rooted and will not disappear over time. If the wizards rebel again while I am hunting the devil, things will be difficult to do. .”

“This matter is easy to solve,” Orifama stroked his white beard, “I will take you to An’Assas. If the ancestor wizards are willing to recognize you, all wizards will follow suit. And I believe that , by virtue of your charisma and epic deeds, the ancestral wizards will surely appear and confer upon you great graces and blessings in full view, so that they will never have any objections or think behind their backs Move your hands and feet.”

A visit to the ancestral tree seems feasible…

“Do ancestral wizards have a history of apparitions?” Charles asked.

“It’s hard to say, this kind of thing is very secretive, but someone does get the ancestral tree’s approval.”

“Even the wizard king got it?”

“Yes, but not because of his brutality, but because of his wisdom and perseverance,” Orifama said.

“Let’s go then,” Charles said.

Chapter 508 Swamp Boundary

Ciel prepares to enter the Corpse Throwing Swamp.

Halfway through the siege of Riverbank, the army was transferred back to attack Forest’s Fort, so Riverbank is still in the hands of wizards, many wizards are trapped here, they belong to the faction of the Swamp Defenders, with concerns about the unpredictable future, both against dragons The school also rejected the Lomans.

Seeing that Ciel and Orifama were approaching on horseback, the wizards in the castle discussed for a while and decided to send a representative to talk to Ciel.

A wizard stood on the top of the city and shouted to the Shire: “Leave, Lormans!”

“Riverbank is part of Citania,” Ciel said. “It’s you who should leave.”

“If we give in, you’ll have unhindered access to the swamp, which is unacceptable to us, it’s that simple,” the wizard said.

“Then what are you going to do to stop me? Do you still have the power to stop me?” Ciel said.

“We are willing to sacrifice,” said the wizard.

“Meaning you would rather die? By my sword?”

[End of This Chapter]