After listening to the story, Alice asked: "Since the Blade of Daimo has been lost, what does it have to do with Alice marrying to the Grief and Lion Kingdom?"
The Seventeenth World said: "Although the Gripen, the Blade of the End of the Age, has been lost, what even the current king of the Gripen Kingdom doesn't know is that the Gripen Empire actually has a national weapon, or one that can be compared with the Blade of the End of the Age, the Eagle.
A divine weapon comparable to a lion."
"Comparable to the Blade of Daimo! Is there another treasure like this in the Gripen Kingdom?"
The Seventeenth Generation continued: "This story has to start with the King of the World in ancient times. Although the political power established by the King of the World was not long, it was passed down by several generations. When it was passed to the third generation, the eagle of that generation
The king of the Lion Kingdom was unwilling to succumb to the increasingly corrupt and incompetent King of the World, and he also had the idea of rebellion with his troops. He ordered the skilled craftsmen at the time to secretly build a unique magic weapon to replace the inherited blade of the last generation, the Eagle, given by the King of the World.
The lion’s name is Mithril Feather.”
"Mithril Feather? A very common name."
"The name is ordinary, but this sword is anything but ordinary. However, although the king of the Gripen wanted to use this sword to start a rebellion, the plan was killed before it could be put into action. His followers and his
The successors all opposed the rebellion. In the end, the king of the Gripen was placed under house arrest. His successor deposed him and died in depression. In order to prevent the premeditated rebellion from being revealed, the successor destroyed all relevant information in this regard.
According to records, the rebellious blade Mithril Feather was also sealed and buried in a place no one knows."
Alice understood: "Father, is it because of the Mithril Feather?"
The Seventeenth World said: "Every national weapon in the world is extraordinary. They have mysterious abilities and can give heroes infinite power. But such treasures are very rare in the world. If the Demon Moon can possess it again,
Such a magical weapon will be of great benefit to the future of the empire."
Alice said: "Are national weapons really so rare and of such great use? Aren't there many treasures in the empire? Doesn't the Christian family also own the Extreme Sword?"
"This is different. The Extreme Sword is a rare magical weapon in the world, but it cannot be compared with the nature of a national weapon. It does not mean that the Extreme Sword is not powerful enough, but that there are completely different standards for evaluating national weapons." Seventeen
Shi said: "It is true that a weapon has limited effect for a country like Moyue, but it has extraordinary significance for a person. Leading troops in a war can cost several thousand.
Thousands of people fight, but what really affects the army is their leader. Similarly, for a country, the significance of national weapons is equivalent to the weapons in the hands of generals. It is a symbol, a powerful symbol.
Just like the heroic king in ancient times, as long as others see him, see his golden armor of the sun god, and see the Blade of Damocles in his hand, they will admire him and worship him. Although there are many treasures in the world, there are many treasures in the world.
Not every treasure can become a national weapon. If Moyue can possess two national weapons at the same time, it will have a great impact on the world. By then, more capable people in the world will come to Moyue to serve.
Alice, people always think that an item becomes famous and valuable because of the user who makes it famous, so even if it is an ordinary leather jacket worn by a celebrity, many people will spend a lot of money to buy it.
But people often fail to notice that a famous treasure can also make an ordinary person famous all over the world."
After listening to her father's words, Alice also understood what he meant.
The seventeenth generation added: "Of course, my father did not marry you because of this, but you can also look for the whereabouts of the Mithril Feather, the marriage of the Demon Moon and the Eagle Lion, and I am also closely involved in the relationship between them.
You said, this is for the future of the empire. My father loves you, but no matter how much I love you, I have to make profits for the country first. Sitting in the position of king, holding the power given by the subjects, I have to work for them and for them.
Think about this country."
"Father, you don't need to say anything, Alice understands." Alice lowered her eyes and looked at the table. She really understood. Even if she didn't understand when she was young, she understands now. They say that children of the royal family have no freedom. She
Now I finally know what the lost 'freedom' is.
The Seventeenth World nodded happily and patted her hand: "As long as you understand. Here is a piece of information, a record discovered during archeology, which records the secret about the Mithril Feather. You
You can take a good look, but be sure not to tell the third person, no one else in the world knows this secret except you and me."
Alice nodded.
The seventeenth generation added: "Actually, before my father, several ancestors wanted to get this Mithril Feather. There were wars and marriages, but they failed to find it in the end. This time, Kulizarid took the initiative
When it comes to marriage, this is a good opportunity for my father. My father is getting older, but he wants to do something in his lifetime, and wants to write down his achievements in the history book of Moyue, but he wants to
If you want to make a difference, you have to use people to do things, and you have to make sacrifices. No matter whether the sacrifice is rewarded or not, you will only know if you have done it. You are the daughter of my father and the princess of the Demon Moon. My father can only sacrifice you.
For my happiness, I can only sacrifice you in this matter, please forgive my father's selfishness."
Alice nodded again and took the information handed over by her father: "I will read it carefully and carefully."
"Well, Alice, father, thank you."
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Yellow sand, desolate currents, and whistling wind and sand blew in her ears like a ghost crying. Extremely weak, Linda huddled on the desolate sand. This was a group of weathered rocks that the black moon had brought her here.
"Darling!" The first call after waking up was the person whom she missed day and night and never forgot. She had a long dream, a long dream, in which she kept seeing Darling dying in front of her.
Before my eyes, there were constant tragic deaths.
"This is not true, darling... this is just a dream." Linda's face was pressed tightly against the yellow sand on the ground. She could see every particle of the yellow sand clearly, and she did not move for a long time. Suddenly
She remembered something and hurriedly raised her hands. In an instant, tears streaked down her cheeks.
"No...no...no..." Linda shook her head and kept shaking her head. Her blurred eyes looked at the purple-black mark on her finger. The ring disappeared. Does the missing Tianxi Tourmaline mean life and death?
Follow?
"No~!!!!!!" The sad cry symbolized the complete collapse of the last hope in her heart. Linda burst into tears. She could no longer suppress the hurt in her heart and seemed to want to scream out all the pain in her heart.
Come out: "darling... Bing Zhixie!! How can you have the heart to abandon me like this, I am not willing to accept it, I do not agree!!!"
The yellow sand was rolling, the storm was flying, and Linda's black hair was dancing in the wind, like a crazy demon. She was crying bloody tears, heartbroken, and finally turned into full of grief and resentment that filled the world...
…
The news of the overnight destruction of the city of Dorontel quickly reached Cindermore, and it would have been impossible for such news to be spread slowly. Hearing this, Cindermore fled the city in shock, and all the residents in the city were frightened and horrified.
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Radat was shocked after learning the news. He had never heard of such a serious matter. He didn't know how to face it and how to explain it to the ministers and citizens. He was so busy that he discussed with his cronies what to do.
But at this time, there was a person in the hospital who was completely unmoved by such an event that shocked the world. Only those who were so sad that they were completely desperate would be indifferent to anything in the world.
Amy lay quietly on the hospital bed, the emptiness and despair can be seen in her eyes. Her father died, her mother died, both were killed by the people she trusted and loved most, even herself.
She almost died in the hands of that scum. She didn't die. That night the dagger pierced her chest and her heart. Even she thought she was dead. But she didn't.
The doctor told her that the dagger inserted into her heart blocked the damage to her heart. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise she would never have survived if the knife was pulled out. The doctor said that this was lucky, but Amy wished she had died.
Well, it was she who caused her parents to die tragically. She was the one who caused such a result. The regret in her heart and the anger she gnashed her teeth all turned into futile despair. There is nothing more desperate than such betrayal in the world.
Perhaps this is the feeling that there is no greater sorrow than heartbreak.
The door to the ward opened and the doctor came in. He checked her body routinely and asked how she felt. Amy always responded silently, not caring whether her physical condition was good or bad.
The doctor saw that the rice and soup on the cabinet had not been touched at all, and said unhappily: "You can't do it like this. Although I have tied your heart, your haggard body is really not conducive to wound healing. I
I know what happened to you has been a big blow to you, but if you stay in such a mood, your body will eventually collapse. You should be healthy and optimistic, just...just as this is for you
It can be a difficult thing.”
Amy still responded feebly.
The doctor also roughly knew something about her, so he could only sigh and told the nurse next to him: "Go and feed her some chicken soup."
The nurse put down what she was doing, took a spoonful of chicken soup from the medicine cabinet next to the hospital bed, and brought it to her mouth.
This chicken soup has residual warmth and is stewed just right. It contains a lot of nourishing things, which is most beneficial to wounds. But Amy just doesn't want to eat it. When the soup reaches her mouth, she still feels like gagging. Instead, she almost throws away the soup bowl.
beated.
The nurse quickly put down the soup, wiped the quilt clean for her, and looked at the doctor again.
The doctor came forward and said: "Amy, you can't help but eat this soup. Even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about the child in your belly."
Amy was shocked, her empty pupils shrank, and she looked at the doctor in shock: "You...what did you say!?"