01．
first card.
"Now we all know that the reason for the Eutin Empire's declaration of war was Grand Maester Lennon. Is it really that simple? Of course not. This is essentially a partisanship of the Illuminati Church. I heard some people say that Mülheim Hand over Grand Maester Lennon so that war can be avoided."
Indeed, some people think so, and there are not many people who hold such thoughts. Martyrs died for their beliefs, great men lived for their beliefs, but most people just live mediocrely.
For example, if a neighbor's daughter was killed by a nobleman because she was too beautiful, they would not blame the nobleman, but blame the girl herself for being too beautiful and not knowing how to restrain herself. Seeing the big from the small, and seeing the small from the big, you can also understand what their entire life has been like.
"But, you have to know, today they will start a war because of the threat of the blood ghost, tomorrow they will start a war because of the threat of the demons, and in two days they may threaten to start a war because you have used the things of the demons."
Hill’s speech effectively punctured some people’s illusions. In fact, it may not be so feasible to just talk about reason. How long have you been away? Now is a very clever time period. They are not completely used to the life they are enjoying now, and they still feel that they are living in a light world. At this time, they are particularly resistant to the things they have experienced before .
If in a few more years, they have almost forgotten the feeling of being ruled by the Church of Light, they may not have such a strong reaction to the Church of Light. This is one of the reasons why Hill wanted to end the war early.
After experiencing such a happy life now, it is too scary to let them go back to the past-only when the butcher knife is about to fall on their own heads, they become "righteous".
"And what is the blood ghost that has attracted widespread attention? The Church of Light calls it an evil race. Is it evil? No race is born evil. If the existence of a race is the original sin, why don't the gods just destroy them ?”
Hill's words are actually a bit sophistry, but under the framework of this era, this question is very sonorous and powerful.
"Of course, the birth of a blood elf requires some human blood, but the blood of some super criminals was used when the Grand Scholar Lennon became a blood elf. The Church of Light can't even do this kind of flexibility. What will happen to other aspects. In fact, I have always felt that God is absolutely right, but how to interpret God’s will is a matter for human beings. I don’t believe in the Church of Light in this regard. After all, what happened to them before, can If you do it once, you can do it a second time.”
What the same trick can only be used once.
Hill would use it a hundred times if it worked.
The so-called shrimp and pig heart probably means this.
There is going to be another war.
Compared with the enthusiasm or reluctance before, the soldiers are very clear about what they are doing this time. They are defending their own empire, they are guarding their own lives, they are fighting for the empire, and they are fighting for their families and themselves.
"I no longer swing my sword in a daze, I know very well what is wrapped around the tip of my sword, but this does not make me hesitate, but makes my sword swing more powerful." The cover of this issue of the magazine reads like this In a word, it was said by a noble boy who joined the army.
On the day when the army marched out, the generals were saying some passionate words to their soldiers. Hill stood watching all this from a height, and there was no superfluous expression on his face. At last Hill said under the gray sky:
"Please win for me.
Victory for what we have now.
Let's fight, let's fight. "
02．
The first bleed came very quickly.
The Eutin army is fighting the coalition army, and the coalition army has a greater advantage because there are demons and the latest weapons in the coalition army.
War correspondents, front-line interviews, and war shows, this series of propaganda has kept up. The three empires have all entered a wartime state, and all factories are rushing to produce war supplies. It is the first time that soldiers have fought so comfortably.
"You have completely ignored these aspects these days," Erwin said.
"Because I have more important things to do." Hill nodded his head with his fingers and said, "I'm waiting and thinking. Don't always think about relying on my dear, I'm in a bad mood recently."
The flame on Erwin's body flickered for a moment, and then he bowed his head: "Sorry, my king."
Hill didn't respond, but focused on the information in front of him.
The guard next to him thought in his heart that the current battle is not important, and the propaganda and logistics of the war are not important... Then what is important to this Lord Demon King
During this period, the Dark Pope Monroe came to visit, and Hill asked everyone to leave the tent. He and Monroe had a secret conversation in the tent for two full hours, and then the two walked on the grassy path outside, with the guards following them , I heard something I shouldn't have heard: "... Theodore has given me a lot of surprises. After all, he is also considered to be cultivated by me. How about I promise him the throne of king? "
Hearing this, the guard was breaking out in a cold sweat, and quickly distanced himself from Hill, for fear of hearing something he shouldn't hear again.
"Happy as you want." Monroe's words seemed a little too indulgent.
It was about to rain, and the wind blew up on the grassland. Hill's black cloak embroidered with gold silk was flying up and down, and the sound of the up and down was very exciting. He looked to the sky, black clouds were rolling, and waves were coming from the southwest. The black clouds were fringed with blue, and the sky over there was torn apart by lightning, and torrential rain was already falling in the southwest direction.
"Have fun with me... too," he said.
"Teresa, some fake shows are really going to the end but you can't get off the stage..."
"You always have extra emotions, Hill."
"Well, don't use that to remind me that you're more rational than I am, Monroe."
"There's no reminder, I'm just complaining. I don't want my loved ones to be bothered by these annoyances."
After a few simple conversations, the clouds moved closer to this side. The bare mountain in the northeast appeared to be in an unnaturally straight shape, as if it had been hacked by a giant axe. There were no trees on it, and all of them were black rocks. Hill's gaze stayed on it for a moment, and said, "Since we live in this world, there are always all kinds of troubles."
"But you can't hold me down and keep me from thinking about you. Or the idea that you can't help but breed in this situation is to let you only belong to me and only see me, let all your emotions, whether it is love or hate Or if all the troubles come from me and can only come from me, this kind of is complete possession." Monroe replied.
"Tsk, what terrible words... It's a pity that I'm better than you, why don't I try to imprison you by my side when the situation is over?" Hill joked.
Monroe leaned down and held out his hand to Hill. Hill gave him his hand, and Monroe kissed the back of Hill's hand reverently: "You don't need to imprison me deliberately, because I have automatically imprisoned myself by your side now." The dim sunlight engraved his Face, Monroe was originally very handsome and handsome, so even after becoming a death knight, there is still a clear frost between his brows and eyes. Although his voice is the same as before, there are some obscure emotions in his eyes.
No matter how many times I see this expression, no matter how many times I hear similar words, I still can't help being provoked every time, and I still can't help burning my reason with the flame of desire.
It's a pity not now.
Hill looked away, and wanted to change the subject, but ended up opening his mouth with an obscene sentence: "Oh, what you said, are you making me soft all over, or making me partially unbearable?" How about staying hard?"
Monroe: emmmmm...
Monroe: "Well, I thought we were talking business."
The two parties barely restrained their overflowing feelings. Hill said with a smile: "Everything that happened recently is too tense. I couldn't help but say some stupid things. It's best to ignore them. Let's continue to discuss recent things."
So let's get down to business.
The two didn't spend too long alone, and Monroe left after the walk. He bid farewell to Hill in front of the soldiers, knelt down on one knee, and performed the courtesy of a monarch and minister. Hill also did not mix personal feelings into it, accepted Monroe's etiquette, and sent him away as a monarch and minister.
After Monroe left, Hill returned to his previous state. When the whole world was at war, he leisurely flipped through various information every day without giving a single order. Although the people around were puzzled, they still faithfully continued his previous arrangement. This also reflects his previous role in the berserk in the military tent.
Such days continued until a message came.
The Ascetics raided the Dark Vatican, and the Dark Pope was seriously injured. The leader of the Ascetics was Teresa Shelley, the second in command of the Church of Light.
After hearing the news, Hill angrily knocked over the candlestick and told everyone in the tent to get out.
After the tent was empty, Hill smiled into the darkness.
Well, the second card has been played.
The seriously injured Dark Pope Monroe entered the dark from the bright side.
03．
"Your Majesty the Demon King, haven't the formal army of the Demon Race entered the battlefield yet?" Dijon Chief Mattis sent someone to ask.
"Wait a minute," Hill replied.
"But now..." said the emissary.
"Wait." Hill interrupted the envoy's words directly and neatly, and said.
Although humans and demons are losing their lives every minute and every second, Hill is still very calm and steady.
In a battle by the Blackwater River, one hundred light priests sacrificed at the same time, eventually becoming seventy-three angels, and the 3,000 coalition forces of demons and humans were almost wiped out.
Finally the wait came.
Hill's face sank like water.
Some things must be confirmed. The temptation to play cards only loses a few paper cards, but the game of the upper class is at stake. Because of this, it is necessary to be more cautious and more ruthless.
For the devil, the opposite of ruthless is not tenderness and kindness, but indecision.
Hill put the bone crown on the table and said, "We can start throwing a large number of projection stones."
after one day.
"Using so many humans as bait, he can really hold his breath." The Pope of Light snorted coldly, "As expected of the Demon King."
"But what if the human alliance can't kill all of them for a while?" Teresa asked.
"Are you soft-hearted?" the Pope of Light asked.
"Of course I am soft-hearted." Theresa said, "After all, we are all human beings, and the only ones I hate are demons. But I will not be shaken by this."
"Very good." The Pope nodded with satisfaction: "Then the next step is to start the beheading operation. You don't need to participate as soon as you recover from your injuries."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Teresa replied without the slightest tremor in her voice.
Then the ascetic monks began to focus on sneak attacking the important figures of the coalition forces. Their individual combat capabilities were too strong, so the coalition forces suffered heavy losses. The coalition forces tried to follow suit, but the effect was not very great, because even if the commander of the Eutin Empire army died, they would still not be confused. They only needed to be cannon fodder first, and give the priests of light the time to sacrifice themselves. Simple and crude, but effective.
Immediately afterwards, rumors spread quietly on the battlefield—what the Demon King is doing now is using humans as cannon fodder, and in the end he wants to make the Demon Race surpass humans.
The recent events seem to prove all of this. The devil obviously still has an army, so why didn't he go into the battlefield
It seems that the Pope of Light is also making continuous progress.
After hearing this rumor, Hill smiled very happily in the first seat. He looked at Goldonia next to him and asked, "Gol, what kind of news do you think I should announce to counter this rumor?"
Goldnia asked very cooperatively: "My king, I can't think of it. May I ask what you plan to do?"
The next day, Hill directly spread a message through the magic phone:
The next Demon King will be Alice, a human woman adopted by the Demon King. The previous music "For Alice" and the fairy tale "Alice in Wonderland" were gifts from Hill to her adopted daughter.
As for Alice's true identity, Hill didn't plan to announce it yet. He planned to announce it after the war was over to show his kindness, and only then did he completely use Alice's whole person to the point of cleanliness. But... well... it should also be called a win-win situation.
This is really a stone that stirs up a thousand waves. Many people can't help but think of "Thor" half a year ago. Demon Lord Odin will not let Loki, who is a human being, be the next generation Demon Lord, but Demon Lord Hill is different. Ah yes, he is the demon king of the demon world who has always changed everyone's lives. He has also done many things for human beings. He will not do things that let human beings be used as cannon fodder.
The Pope of Light was naturally shocked by this, but he did not doubt Teresa. He had already doubted Teresa once because of this incident, and Teresa resolved his doubts, so he will not continue Doubt him a second time. This is one of the habits of the Pope of Light. Unfortunately, Monroe is all too aware of this.
It's almost time to see the real chapter for the last time.
Hill dropped a fourth card.
Let the news out. The Pope Illuminati and King Eutin had broken off.
Whether this is a rumor or not depends on King Eutin's own decision.
This should have been a long war.
But Hill threw all his cards on the table.
Come on, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Please enjoy it, my venerable Pope.
The candlestick was extinguished, Hill smiled meaningfully in the darkness, his eyes were scarlet.
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