Today's recommendation: when-youre-looking-like-that, an old song of the West Side.

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No matter how many unpleasant things happened along the way, in the end, General Faroua got a way to fight the evil spirits from Carlyle.

As for what Carlyle said, "a fate that has long been predestined", General Faroua didn't care.

Even if the result is predestined, won't you resist when the disaster happens? What is the point of living?

It's not about the result, and in this world, not all hard work will pay off, and General Faroua knows this very well. But that's no reason to give up.

The land was filled with his deep love, and no matter what the cost, General Faroua decided to make a final effort.

So when he came back from the library, he went back to his manor, and summoned Lucas and Valentine to his side.

"Where did you run away when we were in a hurry!" Marshal Lucas grumbled grimly.

He could not refrain from complaining, and after coming to the terrible conclusion that the king might have been killed by the prime minister, General Lucas was in a state of panic.

And if he goes into battle to kill the enemy? Then he won't frown, the general died in a hundred battles, he fought horses for half his life, and he was already used to the days of licking blood with knives. But what happened in front of his eyes was so weird, terrifying, and strange that he didn't know how to deal with it, and he couldn't predict what might happen next. In this state, Lucas lived in fear every day, and every time he went to the palace to meet the king, he would keenly feel that the bloody puppet above him was becoming more brutal, and at the same time, he could also feel the power of Prime Minister Moretti expanding. He could even be sure that his subordinates had already carried out certain actions without concealing themselves, Lucas was the marshal of the kingdom, and he was in charge of the military alone, and he still had enough sense of smell to judge the movements of his subordinates.

Of course, he knew that this was the prime minister's move.

This scheming fellow has put his hand on his own turf.

Marshal Lucas was saddened, he was the most loyal of the royal party, and so was Moretti. But Moretti betrayed.

Soon after Lothar III ascended the throne, he was still young and had no heirs left, and Moretti killed Lothar III. This means that the Lothar family has been completely destroyed. Lucas didn't know where to go, he wasn't an ambitious man, he had never thought of becoming a king, and the family he was loyal to was destroyed, who should he be loyal to in the future?

Whether it is the helplessness in the face of an unknown strong enemy, or the confusion in the face of future choices, it is constantly devouring Lucas's heart. If it weren't for Father Valentine's comfort, it might have given the evil spirits a chance to take advantage of it.

Even so, during the period when General Faroua disappeared. Marshal Lucas's spirit also became haggard at great speed. So much so that when they met again, Faroua was taken aback, and he almost didn't recognize his old friend.

This man with deep-set eyes, cloudy eyes, and withered spirits, where can he still have the demeanor of a marshal of the kingdom?

"During the time I was away. What's going on? Faroua asked, surprised.

Lucas did not speak, and Valentine told Faroua about the king's killing.

"Where did you go?"

Lucas wanted to roar, but his mental state couldn't handle the exertion of the roaring action, so he just asked weakly.

"I'm going to find a way to deal with that demon." Faroua smiled.

Father Valentine was amazed.

"Such a spirit. It is almost impossible to exterminate. Father Valentine thought that Faroua did not understand anything, so he began to do literacy: "It comes from a man called—"

"A secret realm called the Hell's Bell Tower, I know." Faroua winked at Father Valentine: "There are two entrances to this secret realm. One is the city gate, the other is the well, it is condensed by a mysterious power, and it falls out of the well, born of false malice, long in vain malice, and can manipulate false malice and deceive people's hearts. Invulnerable, invulnerable, fire and water, conventional methods are not able to kill it. ”

Father Valentine's mouth opened wide.

In his mind, General Faroua was a very powerful warrior, with an amazing talent for magic, as well as an incredibly firm faith and an incredibly pure soul. But here's the problem...... He didn't know anything about magic, not at all.

The words of the Hell Bell Tower came out of his mouth...... It's just too dirty......

Even Valentine could only faintly see the outline of the Hell's Bell Tower in the occasional meditation, but ...... How did Faroua know so many mysteries?

Father Valentine stared blankly at General Faroua as if he were looking at a boiled piece of ooze monster......

"I've found a way to deal with this thing." Faroua smiled and said, "Guys, leave it to me." ”

Father Valentine opened his mouth to say something, but General Lucas was already laughing.

He remembered the moment ten years ago, when their army counterattacked and laid siege to the enemy capital. Victory is only one step away, and here they are stuck. Their enemies held their ground, and they were helpless.

Faroua said the same to him: "Leave it to me, guys. ”

They achieved a brilliant victory, and the kingdom of Lakhta began to move on the path of revival.

Marshal Lucas recalled the past, and for a moment he was in a trance. If the old king hadn't died suddenly a year ago, perhaps this qiē wouldn't have come so quickly.

But he quickly banished the thought from his mind.

There is no point in dwelling on the good things of the past, and it is not too late to remember them when he is old—if he is lucky enough to live that long—when he cannot walk, when he cannot hold a sword, or when he cannot ride a horse. The most important thing now is to save this crumbling kingdom, to save this land that is about to be destroyed.

Although he is more powerful than Faroua, in Lucas's heart, Faroua has always been the person who can be relied on and trusted.

Lucas knew that he didn't really have much opinion, and he was so loyal to the royal family because the king's sword could show him the way; When the Lothar family fell, Lucas felt like the sky was falling; But when Faroua returned, he found his heart and was at peace again.

That's good, too. Lucas said silently to himself in his heart. He needed someone to be able to lean back on, and Faroua ...... He was more trustworthy than Lothar III.

It may be a bit weak for a marshal of a kingdom, but Lucas is willing to stand silently behind Faroua.

Lucas smiled and looked at Faroua: "What can we do?" ”

Faroua said firmly, "The enemy's power is too large, and even if I can suppress the evil spirits, it will be of little use. Guys, I need your help. ”

"It's incumbent." Father Valentine replied with the same firmness.

"I remember my vows." Lucas muttered in a low voice, "Now, it's time." ”

Faroua's eyes narrowed, "That old immortal creature must have thought he was in power and sat back and relaxed, I really can't wait to see his expression when he was by me." ”

The muscles in Father Valentine's face twitched, and he glanced sideways at Faroua's vulgarity. As for Lucas, he was not surprised that his friend would say such a thing.

Moretti had been a die-hard supporter of the Lothar family before this, and Faroua had been a die-hard opponent of Lothar III, and their relationship had always been mediocre. Not to mention that Moretti has been enslaved by evil spirits at the moment. Farua had long hated this demon.

Looking at Faroua's determined expression, Marshal Lucas felt for the first time that there was still hope in this land. (To be continued......)