As the game advertises, the Continent of Strife is a turbulent world.
Disputes between people, countries, and even gods and gods, the fragile peace on the Mycroft continent is about to be broken, and the adventurers must use their own strength on such a land full of blood and gunpowder smoke. Sword and Shield, write a new epic chapter with courage and wisdom.
It sounds so exciting, but when you are really in this world, you will feel the oppression everywhere.
Due to the increasingly frequent wars, the people feel fearful and uneasy. Due to the erosion of the chaos of the other world, the continent is gradually becoming barren. As the black smoke gradually covers the sky, making the sun, moon and stars dim, the people's hearts are becoming more and more uneasy. The colder it becomes, the less tender it is. Everything that was once peaceful has passed away and will never return.
The so-called epic is like this. The earth flows into rivers of blood, bones pile up into mountains, the ancient country is crumbling, and the flame of civilization is like a candle in the wind.
Of course, there are always people who can adapt to this cruel and depressing world and still live like a fish in water.
Sitting on the big chair in the library lounge, Joshua put down the book in his hand and looked up at the man who spoke.
"I know you."
He said calmly: "Second Prince, Dimore Diamond, I didn't expect to see you here."
At this time, the young man completely walked out of the shadow of the bookshelf and stood in front of the warrior and his divine machines.
This is a familiar face. Joshua has seen it many times in newspapers about the empire in his previous life. Although his current face is a bit young, he can definitely tell that this person is the current second prince of the empire and the future Northern Empire. His Majesty the Emperor.
Demoore has shoulder-length dark golden hair like his father. His appearance is not outstanding, but his temperament is as sharp as a sheathed sword. He must have inherited the blood of Diamond royal warriors. After hearing Joshua If so, the gray-brown eyes of the second prince whose identity was discovered moved slightly, as if he was a little surprised.
At this time, Demoore was dressed very plainly, just wearing an ordinary guard uniform. Except for the inconspicuous golden sun emblem on his shoulder, there was no way to tell that he was the heir to the throne. If it hadn't been for Joshua, he would have known about it. As for the other party's identity, anyone would mistake him for an ordinary knight from the northwest plains.
"you know me?"
He originally thought that his well-hidden identity was revealed by Joshua, and Dimol couldn't help but subconsciously hold down the sword at his waist - it was not that he wanted to take action, but just out of habit, the second prince felt a little confused. He said: "Even among those ministers, many of them couldn't recognize me, but I didn't expect you to recognize me at a glance."
"It was natural and impressive."
Shrugging his shoulders, Joshua glanced over, sizing up this tough man who would later be known for his ruthlessness.
Dimore Diamond is a person who has perfectly adapted to this cruel and repressive world. Unlike the mediocre first prince, there is a ferocious beast lurking in the heart of this second prince.
About six years later, the current emperor of the empire, Israel Diamond, passed away suddenly. He did not leave a will. As a result, the northern empire fell into civil strife. Many princes fought against each other in order to seize the throne. Merciless war.
The huge empire, which had not wavered even in the face of disasters such as the invasion of Dragon Calamity, suddenly fell to the brink of collapse. The soldiers who defended their homes and country raised their spears and swords and fought with their former comrades. In the battle called [Three After the large-scale battle of the Moon Rebellion, the entire northern empire was faintly divided into seven parts by the seven princes and princesses, and there were even signs of division.
In the face of the imminent invasion of the Abyss, such actions are undoubtedly a recipe for death, but at this point, no one can turn the tide and reverse the situation, and the division of the empire seems to be a foregone conclusion.
And it was DeMoore who changed everything.
The originally unknown and taciturn second prince appeared out of nowhere and suddenly showed near-legendary strength. He made a surprise attack from thousands of miles away and mercilessly killed all his former brothers and sisters one by one. Finally, he died in a pool of blood all over the ground. Under the fearful eyes of everyone, he expressionlessly put on the iron crown that symbolized power and was extremely heavy due to responsibility, and was crowned emperor in the central hall of the Morlai Palace in the Three Mountains Holy City.
In his previous life, because of the battle against the Abyss, Joshua had met Dimoore several times. Compared with the majestic Emperor who was tough and iron-blooded at that time, as if he could not see through the Abyss, the second prince now seemed too young. He Although his face has been weathered and seems to have gone through many battles, his eyes are still clear and cannot hide the thoughts in his heart.
—It’s really interesting. Joshua couldn't help but think of this in his mind. He wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't expect that the future Iron-Blooded Emperor would look like this when he was young.
And while the warrior was observing Dimol, Dimol was also observing the warrior.
He didn't care about what Joshua said before. Anyway, regardless of whether Joshua recognized him or not, his purpose would not change.
Rather, if the other party did not see through his identity, Dimoore would be disappointed.
With gray-brown eyes sweeping over, the second prince looked carefully at Joshua sitting on the big chair.
- This is a tall man who looks like he is made of steel.
Even though the soldier was sitting expressionless, he was as majestic as a mountain. There was no fluctuation in his red eyes, but he conveyed endless pressure, making Dimoer feel like he was falling into the deep sea, sinking continuously, and felt that he was in front of him. It is a glacier that is about to collapse, cold and extremely dangerous.
"sharp."
His right hand had already touched the hilt of the sword, but Dimoer noticed something was wrong. He immediately shook his head slightly to expel the illusion in his mind. After a moment of silence, he raised his brows and softly praised: "As expected of my father, who also praised me highly. A powerful warrior, just by looking at him, he almost made me take action."
"I can probably guess your purpose of coming."
Joshua leaned back on the chair. He seemed to have no intention of standing up. Instead, he continued to sit where he was and said with a relaxed smile: "If you think about it carefully, this is indeed in line with your character, but how did you know that I wanted to Are you here?"
The warrior recalled some rumors about the future emperor, and now it seems that those reports were not false.
"It seems that you do know me very well... However, this is just a coincidence. I was already in the Royal Library before I knew that you were coming to find Master Nostradamus."
Not paying attention to Joshua's actions, Dimol walked slowly to the table. He looked at the warrior with his gray-brown eyes. There was no fear or anxiety in his eyes, only pure curiosity and excitement: "Radcree" Earl Husband... This is the first time I heard my father praise a warrior so much. You know, as a legendary strongman, even the commander of the five legions is just 'not bad' in his eyes."
"But you are the 'best'."
With deliberately emphasizing the best as his concluding remarks, Dimoore sat across from Joshua. His eyes swept over Ying and Rin, and Ying and Rin also looked at him calmly. The second prince raised his eyebrows and said: "This is Your maid and butler? Although they are young, they are very determined. Do you want them to step back?"
"Don't worry, they're the 'best' too."
Shaking his head in refusal, Joshua looked at the impatient second prince in front of him and asked with interest: "Is it right here? This is the Royal Library, don't you plan to move to another place?"
"No problem, it's right here."
He took off his sword from his waist and put it on the side of the table. Dimol moved his wrist, his eyes fiery: "As long as it ends before the guards arrive, you can do it, right?"
"nature."
Hearing the familiar words, the warrior glanced at the opponent's sword out of the corner of his eye. It was an ordinary cross sword, well made, and the leather on the hilt was badly worn. Its owner must have used it frequently, and There are traces of blood on the scabbard that cannot be washed away. Judging from the amount, its owner must have worn it through countless dangerous battlefields. The resentment of the dead is entangled in it, proving the holder's martial arts.
- It was rumored that the second prince concealed his identity in his youth, joined the army in the Western Plains, and fought with the green-skinned orcs for several years. It was not until the orc royal court was completely burned that he returned to the imperial capital. Now it seems that this news is indeed true. .
Moreover, according to rumors, he was very fond of challenging the strong. In the future, Brandon, the Sword of the Empire, was often dragged into duels by him in the name of inspection. Demoore even had the nickname "Duel King".
Now, are his actions driven by pure competitiveness
No, there are some other things mixed in.
"Then, as you wish."
Too lazy to think so much, Joshua laughed loudly. He swept the books on the table aside, then put his arms up, the red fighting spirit condensed, and the heroic voice of the warrior echoed in the hall.
"Dimore, I allow you to challenge me."
This is yesterday’s chapter, it’s a make-up, it will be updated later…
I heard that a bomb was found in downtown Montreal. Anyway, the subway was closed for a long time. According to my friends, it was a Quebec radical organization targeting Lulu. I got home late and there was really nothing I could do...
This is the first time I heard that a local radical organization took the lead in threatening Lulu. These Canadians are really capable of what others cannot...
(End of chapter)