Six Hundred and Six Many People

"Click!" The heavy solid wood door with intricate patterns carved on it was pushed open from the outside, as if pushing away two pieces of paper.

A thin woman in a gorgeous robe stood at the door, her big beautiful eyes staring at the man sitting behind the desk in the room.

Chris touched the tip of his nose, with a wry smile on his face: "Since you're here, come in and sit down."

Princess Vivienne, who was standing at the door, didn't hesitate, and walked into Chris's office with strides.

Since marrying Chris, she has always shown her virtuous and gracious side, and even changed most of her chattering habits.

But today, standing in front of Chris like this, she actually carried a bit of Cape Luna's heroic demeanor. This can't help but remind Chris that the beautiful girl standing in front of her was once a ruthless person used by the Alan Hill Air Force as an imaginary enemy.

"I'm going to the Demon Realm." Vivian didn't go around in circles. She stood in front of Chris's desk and said in a stubborn tone, "I have to go!"

"This won't work!" Chris shook his head, rejecting his concubine's request: "I can promise you other things, but I will definitely not agree to this kind of thing."

"Lon Sadry died to seal the magic eye... I was the first to enter the demon world, so I will be much better off." Vivienne seemed to have not heard Chris' veto, still talking to herself.

"It's dangerous there! We don't know anything, so I don't intend to let a princess take this risk!" Chris refused again.

He now has an army of tens of millions, tens of thousands of tanks, and tens of thousands of aircraft of various types. Under such circumstances, he would let his beloved woman go out to take risks. Isn't this mental illness?

Although I don't know the situation on the devil's side, it is safest to send soldiers to investigate, then report the investigation results, and finally carry out a thunder strike.

"But, don't you consider my feelings?" Vivienne stared at Chris, and asked, "You know that Longsardley raised me and taught me magic... Now he is dead, and he is the devil. And die... can't I, can't do something for him?"

"You can help him worship and clean his grave. I can accompany you to Galenok in Grecon to see his statue. I'm even willing to make him a hero admired by the people of Ireland!" Chris said, "I can't let you take risks, though!"

"I won't take any risks! I just want to be the first to go to the Demon Realm,

The first to sound the horn to counterattack the demon world... This, wouldn't it work? "Vivian begged softly.

"Of course not! Vivienne! Don't force me!" Chris looked at Vivienne's eyes, avoided the other's gaze in a panic, and said firmly.

"The members of the royal family took the lead in entering the Demon Realm, and sounded the horn of counterattack! Isn't this a very honorable thing?" Vivienne continued to say to Chris.

Anyway, she has already made up her mind to go to the Demon Realm, and she is the first to go to the Demon Realm—no matter what Chris thinks, she wants to fulfill Longsadry's last wish.

Sometimes people are such stubborn animals. They don't care about the feelings of the living, but blindly pursue a clear conscience towards the dead.

This is emotion, human emotion, something elusive and inexplicable. Sometimes it is so unreasonable, but it really maintains the inexplicable relationship between people.

"You know I don't pursue these at all! I just hope you are all safe!" Chris said: "I don't often go to the front line to fight in person, and the lovely Ranhill is still invincible!"

"But, I want to go!" Vivian emphasized: "You should let me go! If you still love me... If, you don't want to see Vivian sink like this!"

"Honey...can't you understand my feelings?" Chris stretched out his hands and held Vivienne's slightly thin shoulders: "You know how much I care about you!"

"My dear... Please understand my feelings too! If I don't become the first to enter the Demon Realm, I won't be at ease for the rest of my life!" Vivian raised her head and stared at Chris.

Chris was distraught, he knew he shouldn't let Vivienne take risks, but he still couldn't bear to look at Vivienne's haggard eyes.

From the day of Longsadry's sacrifice, Vivienne has been depressed. It's been a long time since she smiled, of course Chris knows it well.

If there is a way to let Vivienne relieve her own knot, then Chris is very willing to let Vivienne try.

However, only this kind of thing, Chris is not willing to go to the Demon Realm, anyone can go, Chris is not even opposed to the Dragon Emperor going first, but Vivian can't!

The guards at the door heard the conversation inside, and one by one pretended not to bring their own ears. They turned their heads in other directions, as if the conversation in the room had nothing to do with them.

Luther stood outside the door, listening to the conversation between Chris and Vivian, and didn't know what to do.

He just stood there without even closing the door. There is no need to hide this kind of thing, because it is an honor for the royal family!

Members of the royal family are ready to take the lead, regardless of His Majesty's opposition, but also stand up and be the first to enter the Demon Realm, which is something to be proud of anyway.

So Luther didn't even interfere with the development of the matter and let it continue. He even has a plan, and he is going to spread the matter of the imperial concubine's challenge, intentionally or unintentionally—of course, if His Majesty does not object.

Chris continued to shake his head, and said, "Let your super god puppet go! If it doesn't work, you can also let my super god puppet go with you! Only, you can't! No! You can't say anything!"

"Please!" Vivienne didn't say anything else, she just spoke softly and begged.

"Don't force me! Vivian! You know that once I make a decision, I won't change it!" Chris insisted on his principles.

"Please!" Vivian continued to stare at Chris, pleading in the same tone as before.

Chris was flustered, he didn't know how to deal with the situation. Although he already has three wives, he rarely has such conversations with women, so he has no experience to deal with the situation at hand.

When Vivienne said please for the third time, Chris fled in despair. He bypassed Vivienne and rushed out. Before Luther could react, he saw his emperor rushing out in a panic, and Princess Vivienne followed closely behind.

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In the battle hall of Grecon, the most central building in the floating city of Galenok, a man in armor returned the sharp long sword to the scabbard hanging around his waist.

Then, this gray-haired but not old man stood up and said coldly to the dozens of generals standing in front of him: "Get out of the way!"

"General! You can't go!" The generals in front of him said in unison, and they all persuaded: "You are the highest commander of Grekon, how can you come to the battle in person?"

"I have a reason to go!" The general pressed the long sword on his waist without any expression on his face: "I have to go!...Get out of the way!"

"Lord Safiral! It's too dangerous..." the generals standing in front of him continued to persuade.

Safiral did not back down, but continued to take a step forward: "I have worked with Lord Longsadry for many years! This is the only thing I can do for him now! I want to counterattack the Demon Realm for him! So... …Step aside!"

"Let him go!" The old man with a cane appeared behind everyone, and Alves, who had succeeded Ronsardley as the chief magician of Grecon, ordered in an old voice.

All the generals turned their heads and unconsciously gave way to a passage. Safiral walked up to Alves and bowed slightly: "My lord! Grecon has fought for thousands of years, please allow me to be selfish for once and leave this honor to myself!"

"Go! Son!" Alves stretched out his hand and patted Safiral's shoulder: "The important thing is not the glory, but your heart...Grecon glory is always there."

"Grecon's glory always lives!" Sapphire nodded slightly again with tears in his eyes, and then walked out of the hall without looking back.

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Under the huge tree of life in the main city of the elves, Selkes, a Miaoman figure was kneeling on a thick tree root, praying devoutly.

Behind this figure, Falai and other elf ministers stood quietly, no one made any sound.

After kneeling and prostrating, the elf queen stood up and turned around, revealing her alluring face. Looking down at everyone, she slowly said in a solemn voice: "I will follow the instructions of the tree of life and pay the debt that should have been paid long ago for the elves and moon gods!"

"I will not back down..." She walked down the winding tree root step by step: "This is my destiny!"

"Long live the Queen!" Farley was the first to kneel down on one knee, pressing his forehead on his own knee: "I would like to follow the Queen to the Demon Realm!"

"Long live the Queen! We are willing to follow Your Majesty to the Demon Realm!" Everyone knelt down on one knee, buried their heads, and shouted firmly.

"No need..." Andrea said softly, "You don't have to follow me anymore, I am no longer a queen...Andrea is just an elf warrior, that's all!"

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Many people in this world have reasons for going to the Demon Realm, many people have their own blood debts to pay, and some have their own sinful debts to pay.

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