The so-called dead men, as the name suggests, are the guys who are not afraid of life and death.
In this world, no one is afraid of death, because there are too many feelings that are hard to give up.
But for the guys who have been cultivated since childhood with the goal of going to death, death is their glory. They have no feelings at all, because they have never touched anyone since they were young.
It is definitely impossible to train such a dead person in a short period of time, and it will take at least ten or twenty years.
And the guy who died in Lu Chuan's hands possessed the strength of the Brass 2 stars, and the cost of training such a dead person would be even greater. After all, it is not just an ordinary person who can be selected to train to 2 stars for brass. For example, Jarvan, after so many years of royal treasures, is only 2 stars for brass.
Lu Chuan dared to conclude that behind this dead soldier was definitely a very powerful force, and there were also a group of dead soldiers of all kinds in captivity, the purpose of which was not to expose the traces of his influence. No matter what methods such people use, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to get anything out of their mouths.
Moreover, this man's purpose of assassinating Demi this time may also be to disrupt the imperial military.
The princesses of a country have been assassinated in such a simple way and died in their own palace. Is such a country really worthy of the soldiers' desperate protection
The forces hiding in the shadows obviously wanted to take the Demacian Empire at the least cost.
Just after Lu Chuan had cleaned up the three corpses, when he was about to turn around and leave, a voice came from behind him.
"Hey... Can you wait a moment..."
Lu Chuan turned his head and found that Demi was wearing a silk pajamas, standing a little timidly at the door, poking out a head, and whispering to Lu Chuan.
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The oil lamp illuminates the bedroom.
The size of the bedroom where Demi lived was really not too big, which was a bit unexpected by Lu Chuan.
I thought that Demi had such a domineering character, not living in a room of two or three hundred square meters would be ashamed of her princess.
Demi personally poured a pot of tea to Lu Chuan, and then she gathered up her pajamas and skirts, sat at the small round table, and slowly said, "Thank you for what happened just now... Long before that guy sneaked in. At that time, I was awakened. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would..."
At this time Demi has long since disappeared from the arrogance of the past, and Jingrou's face has a little more tenderness that a girl of her age should have.
Lu Chuan has rescued her twice. If she didn't understand why the assassin came the first time, then this time, Demi had already guessed it.
Even a generation of princesses is nothing more than a fragile statue at the time of war, which breaks when touched. If the royal family collapsed, she would be nothing more than a prisoner of the new king, and even become a plaything.
"Did you already know? I thought your brother wouldn't tell you." Lu Chuan took a sip from the teacup. The tea collected by the royal family was really unusual, even if Demi used unskilled methods to open the tea. , The strong tea fragrance still spreads throughout the corner.
"It wasn't my brother who told me. In fact, I have faintly guessed in the past few years. It's just that the wind has been extremely tense recently. As long as you are not stupid, you will understand what is going to happen." Demi smiled helplessly. He smiled, "It is ridiculous that I used to be naive to think that Demacia's royal family is solid and no one can destroy it. That's why I was so unscrupulous."
"Sometimes simplicity is also a good thing." Lu Chuan put the drunk cup on the table, Demi got up and poured it, but Lu Chuan waved his hand, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first, and I will be here with you most of the night. It's not like words. Also, don't tell your father and your brother about the matter tonight. It's a sensitive period and they can't help it."
After that, Lu Chuan got up and strode away. When he walked to the door, Demi knelt on the ground with a thump.
"Help us." Demi said, looking at Lu Chuan's back.
Lu Chuan paused in his footsteps and did not look back.
"As early as in the previous martial arts meeting, I have already seen that you are not an ordinary person, you are very talented, and the current royal family is crumbling, and more power means more hope." Demi said again.
"Get up." Lu Chuan sighed slightly.
"As long as you promise to help us, I'll get up." Obviously, Demi didn't know that Jarvan had already brought Lu Chuan to the same front. For this princess, who is always invincible on weekdays, she finally understood. What is scared.
She is not afraid that her status will be wiped out.
She was only afraid of her family being broken.
The royal family, what an awe-inspiring word, but once it encounters something, it bears more than anyone. Since ancient times, when the dynasty changed, the former royal family did not end well.
"Please... I really don't know who I can go to now... I just hope that my father, my brother, can live well and not die in the chaos of war."
"His Royal Highness, maybe you take me too high. I am just a small warrior, I am afraid I can't carry the important task of saving the royal family."
"This is not the same. If you are willing to help, there may be some opportunities for things to change. Even if it is still slim, there is more hope, isn't it." Obviously, Demi is already going to shine in that martial arts show Lu Chuan placed very high expectations.
Because he can always create miracles, when everyone thinks it is impossible, he shatters all the impossible.
This samurai with only a brass rank... Maybe it can really perform miracles
Seeing Lu Chuan's silence, Demi said eagerly, "If the husband is willing to agree, no matter what the result is, as long as I am still alive... from now on I... I will follow the husband's surname..."
In the custom of Demacia, the unmarried woman has the same surname as her father, and the married woman follows her husband’s surname. Demi’s meaning is very clear.
As long as Lu Chuan is willing to help, she will marry herself to Lu Chuan.
The high princess, and the only princess in the royal family, to marry a commoner who has no status
Before, this was something Demi had never thought about, but now, she has no position at all.
Compared with her father and brother, she can do too little. She doesn't have any cultivation base or strength. Once the civil strife breaks out, she will be of no use.
Demi now only hopes to do his meager strength to help his father and brother, even if he sacrifices himself.
"Is that so?" Lu Chuan said solemnly.
"Are you willing to help?" Demi's eyes lit up a little.
"The tea is very good, let's go." Lu Chuan opened the door and walked out.
Demi stared at the half-opened door blankly, limply limp on the ground, tears streaming out uncontrollably.
"I'm really useless... I still think ridiculously that I am some kind of delicate princess. Until now, the national disaster is approaching, but it has no effect at all. Even if it is a request to marry a commoner, it is of no avail..."
At this moment, Demi finally realized how small he really was.
[There are three shifts today, this is the second shift. 】