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From beginning to end, Singh and another very old mage next to him never said a word, and at this time, the old mage with a wrinkled face who seemed to be older than the other five archmages on the rostrum combined, spoke: " It seems, all the fighting took place in the Northern Theater of Operations, and, um, I remember that the Northern Theater Commander was, she, today, she, um, has a debriefing report from Commander Moriel, perhaps, we should hear, um, Commander of the Northern Theater of Operations, Molill, um, yes, Commander Morrill on this matter. ”

Sure enough, he was so old that he was already a little demented.

Morriel walked into the chamber of the Supreme Council, walked up to the lecture table under the gaze of all the commentators, and after saluting, he looked at the seven Supreme Commentators in front of him with a blank face, and seeing that no one asked questions, Morriel pulled out a speech from his cuff, which should have been a debriefing report prepared earlier.

"Don't bother, well, Commander, we can today, don't bother, just talk. The old mage spoke a little tremblingly, as if sitting in a chair was also a very exhausting thing for him.

"Yes, Lord Kiscain!" Morrill put down his script, his voice clear.

"The war report, well, the war report, the council has already read it, for the situation at the front, well, very remarkable, that, well, you have to work hard...... The war report, well, the war report, the council has read it, and for Commander Dagulas, we are sorry for her death, that, well, you have to mourn ......" Kiscain muttered, and often with a confused logic, even the other commentators found it very tiring to listen to him, but Moriel answered very seriously and clearly:" You have won the award, I am really ashamed to take credit, Commander Dagulas was killed by the Devil of Purgatory during the battle for saving the troops, her death is a great loss to the Empire, she is a very competent commander, as the deputy commander, I ask to accept the punishment of the Supreme Council!"

"The war report, well, the war report, the council has read it, and for Commander Dagulas, ah, ......" Kiscain, who seemed to realize that he was saying the same thing and was considering the wording, looked more and more like a senile dementia: "That, well, she was very heroic, she sabotaged the enemy's evil plans, and her sacrifice was, well, worthwhile......"

The other Commentators began to hope that Singh would stop Kiscain from hosting the conversation, but Singh still sat there with his eyes slightly closed—not sure if he was listening to the boring conversation or if he was actually asleep.

"But, demonized elves, well, let's call them that for now, Commander Moriel, you should know, well, demonized elves, obviously, the elves' rituals, still played a certain, um, effect, although, um, in the battle report, there is a detailed description, but the Supreme Council, well, I would like to hear your opinion. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. It was clear that the Night Elves had figured out that Guò had summoned the Infernal Demon to drive it against the Empire's unrivalled onslaught, and Commander Dagulas was keenly aware of this, leading her troops to the scene at a critical moment to stop the elves' foolish and reckless actions. As a result, they failed, and the devil summoned by the out-of-control and almost brutal summoning method wreaked havoc on the land, and I also saw the terrifying power of the devil at the scene, and Commander Dagulas was caught up in the turbulence created by the devil while covering the retreat of the troops, but it shouldn't have turned out like this...... I think this plan of the elves is very stupid, but it also shows that the night elves have been forced to the point where we have to resort to this kind of fighting method that is spurned by the vast majority of creatures and almost suicidal, which is nothing less than good news for the Argus Empire, but for this it has lost such a good commander......" Morriel paused, as if to sort out his thoughts:" From this, we can conclude that the so-called demonic elves are a by-product of this summoning ceremony, that is, some species of night elves who have been affected by the summoning ritual and mutated, although they are somewhat difficult, can never stop the conquest of the great empire. ”

"Well, that one in the other reports, um, that, mentions a mysterious creature, reports, many reports have this creature, figure, um, he first appeared in, northwest of the forest, um, recent reports, more frequent, and, um, mostly with demonized elves, um, the report states that during the elven ritual, um, he also appeared, this, Commander?"

Morriel was silent for a moment, as if absorbing and digesting Kiscain's words just now, yes, this old man muttered when he spoke, which was not only tiring to listen to, but also very annoying, but Morriel did not show the slightest impatient expression, and quickly began his own answer: "According to the information, it is a constructor made by the Night Elves in some way, and it is possible that it was affected during the summoning ceremony, so that it has some purgatory characteristics, Your Excellency." ”

"Uh-huh, yes, uh-huh......" Kiscain looked like he had finally finished asking the question he wanted to ask, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

"Commander Moriel, can you explain the purpose of ordering the withdrawal of the existing towers and shrinking the defensive line?" Suddenly, the goatee-bearded mage asked a question, his eyes fixed on Moriel.

"Yes, Lord Kant!According to reliable information, Dark Night has begun to seek the help of the Treants, and with all due respect, in the forest, even close to the edge of the forest, the Treants who pour out of their nests will pose a very big problem to the ground troops of the Argus Empire, so I have decided to shrink my line of defense and lure the Night Elves and the Treants to fight us in the open area!" Morriel answered the question in one breath, without the slightest hindrance: "I am very sorry that the matter was urgent, and the decision was made without consulting the Grand Council. ”

Kant just wanted to say something, but he was suddenly preempted by Kiscain again, and all the commentators felt that the old man's words today were a bit outrageous.

"Well, yes, this information, um, very important, based on this alone, um, it means that Commander Morrill is fully competent, well, this position, the Council, that, will give you, um, a proper evaluation!" Kiscain smacked his lips, as if to give the two overactive lips a little rest: "Well, there is another commander who will report to the Council today, um, debriefing, that, I think, um, I can invite her in now......"

When Dagulas smiled and walked into the conference hall, except for the seven Supreme Mages, everyone couldn't help but let out a slight surprise sound, Moriel was stunned for a moment, but soon, she was as surprised as the other mages, and the expression on her face slowly changed from disbelief to a hint of relief that was not easy to detect but could still be seen in the eyes of those who cared.

Singh's eyebrows were unnoticed, and all the qiē seemed to be perceived by him.

"Dagulas?, I thought—" Moriel's voice was as apt as her expression.

"Although this little girl almost died, she came back alive...... Speaking of which, you've been recuperating in the Tower of the Seven Sins for a few days, right?Commander Moriel, you're not the only survivor who has the ability to get out of that disaster!" Kant could have found an opportunity to speak, and sat there with the old god there, gloating.

They still don't trust me...... Morriel turned his head to scrutinize Dagulas, who was also smiling at him, almost innocent. If it is a change of spell for the sake of temptation, it is too vivid and seamless.

Morrill stepped back from the podium and politely stepped out of the way.

She didn't try to use magic to detect, through Guò's almost self-torturous spell study and exploration of her own talent in the past few years, the idle illusion could not hide a glance from Moriel, and the Dagulas in front of her looked completely genuine from the inside out, and if she was detected by eight hundred, she would inevitably touch the omnipresent magic web, not to mention others, this would definitely alarm the seven old guys on the stage who had almost become fine and cause unnecessary trouble, their knowledge of the magic web was so deep that it was like a spider lying on it。

Kiscain spoke again.

"Well, please, Commander Dagulas, give her opinion, well, Commander Dagulas, we regret her loss, that, you have to mourn ......"

The audience was dumbfounded.

Dagulas, who was twisting his waist and never leaving Moriel's coquettish gaze, tripped under his feet.

"Well, Lord Kiscain, ahem!"

Dagulas let out a rare cough and pushed her glasses to correct the somewhat confused language that had been carried by Kiscain's outrageous thinking: "First of all, thank you very much to my teacher, Lady Aretha, for saving me from the brink of death......"

The old lady on the rostrum, who was also wearing glasses, smiled kindly at her, which was regarded as encouragement.

The Archmage of the Council came to the rescue of Dagulas? No, it can't be. Morriel mused. She had watched Dagulas and the Flying Machine be swept into the abyss by the dark vortex created by the Flame Monarch, and there could be no survivor - almost no one could pull their teeth out of the way when that dimensional passage was on the verge of shattering, and even the seven Supreme Mages might not have the ability to do so, let alone do it silently......

"Commander Dagulas, these useless memories can be saved for you to talk about in private!" The bald head with his eyes, nose and mouth painted on the egg suddenly spoke, and there was a trace of disgust and impatience in his loud voice: "Also, next time, don't wear your privately modified mage robe to the solemn and solemn mage meeting! What we want to know now is that Dagulas, the attack on the Night Elf Demon Summoning Ritual can be said to have been planned and organized by you, and it can even be regarded as an unauthorized action. So that aside, do you have anything to say about the statement made by your former deputy, Ms. Morrier?"

Dagulas made an apt expression of embarrassment and apology, and she looked like an ignorant little girl in front of these powerful old fellows—only Moriel, who was still nearby, saw that Dagulas's hand under the table quietly made an obscene gesture that only the most vulgar warbler would use.

It's Dagulas...... Now that Morriel is almost sure, the question is what to do next. Morriel didn't dare to expect Dagulas to settle things with her in private without putting things on the table, if she exposed herself - to fight a bloody way in this chamber? No kidding, it was not much easier than stepping on the tail of the demon lord of the bottomless abyss and running away...... So how should you refute it?

"About the elven ritual and the mysterious construct ......" Dagulas smiled sweetly, "My opinion...... My opinion is largely in line with Miss Morrill's, Your Excellency Quentin. ”

Morriel stepped on the floating dish with a gloomy face, and when he was about to start, Dagulas trotted up from behind, and was not afraid to fall directly from the top floor to the first floor.

"Wait for me!"

She tugged at Morriel's sleeve, "Honey—what, aren't you happy to see me!"

How happy to get up. Morriel shook off Dagulas's hand, and the floater was already descending down the chute, "Let's keep things simple." Who the hell are you?"

"Of course it's me—" Dagulas still had that innocent and coquettish sweet smile.

"I watched her fall into the abyss, and there was no chance of survival. ”

"So you're relieved to sit in the commander's position? That's why I like you, ruthless, hee-hee. Dagulas flicked her hair.

"Enough, stop tempting with this lame trick. If the council grown-ups don't believe me, they can imprison me or use magic to detect lies, you know?

“...... Oh my God, baby, you're doing amazing thing, no wonder the council is letting you play around! But even if you don't dare to use spells to detect when you're in the chamber, you can start now, right? You and I both know there's no one else around now, and we're not that dull, are we?"

"Oh, do you want to be beaten back by me?"

With the cold words, Moriel's eyes gradually deepened. The beautiful brown eyes blurred the boundary between the pupil and the whites of the eyes, as if they had become a pair of bottomless, rapidly rotating whirlpools, enveloping Dagulas, pulling her body and mind all the way down, peeling off until they tore a qiē disguise, revealing the most primitive truth.

"He used the True Eye mercilessly...... You're so ruthless......" Dagulas avoided Moriel's gaze, and her tone suddenly lost its sweet taste, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness, which accentuated a creepy flavor with the smile she still maintained: "It's like plotting against me and throwing me into the flames...... It hurts, it hurts...... Day or night, lying or walking, whether it is touched or not, or even whether I am conscious or not, this pain seems to burn me at any moment......

Morriel closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was back to normal: "Oh. Dagulas, you are indeed Dagulas. Please forgive me for my doubts. You can't blame me entirely, why don't you just reveal your true appearance in front of me?

Dagulas's smile froze. For a moment, it was as if he had lost his soul, and only an endless flame burned in his body: "Shut up, bitch, I can't wait to tear you to shreds all the time!"

"Compared to your lame winks and fake smiles, this look is actually cuter. Threats don't work against me, and I don't feel guilty about it—say, what do you want from me? With what I know about you, I don't just want my sister to hug you and comfort you?" Morrill folded his hands in front of him, smiling at Dagulas's distorted face, she was now calm.

"Hee-hee, I really don't know if I should appreciate your cleverness or composure, or your endless cool words? Dagulas suddenly regained her fù, as if the hateful and vicious words that had preceded her had not come from her mouth: "I will not hurt you, my dear, but from this day on...... You still want to live, don't you?"

The floating disc shook slightly, and it was already in the end.

The two did not come down from it for a long time, but looked at each other.

"You can just denounce it. Morriel finally turned around and stepped out of the floating dish: "Don't try to make me obey you in this way, don't even think about it." ”

"Hard-mouthed girl, didn't you actually accept my terms a long time ago? ”

"That's because I can change my mind at any time. ”

Well...... Again, report the time, it's basically in the evening, between about 7 and 9 o'clock...... One chapter a day, strive for more than 5,000 words...... Well, thank you