Chapter 382 The King and the Girl Go Together

Chapter 382: The King and the Girl, Go Together.

The night fell and the sun rose. Early the next morning, the southern nobles left Alto City in a hurry and headed south to their respective fiefdoms. The king did not try to stop them, nor did he meet any of the nobles. When the sun set and the moon rose, darkness fell again, and Alto City returned to its former tranquility.

The Black Wolf's royal flag fluttered in the night. Xiu Luote was still busy sitting in the big tent. He looked at the topographic map of the south and thought about the follow-up arrangements.

"Bertard, Zicao County has a vast area and a complex environment. After the southern nobles changed their fiefdoms, I plan to form a new Zicao Legion and hand it over to the veteran general Etalik."

The warrior chief nodded respectfully.

"Your Majesty, General Etalik is calm and steady, and is familiar with the situation in Zicao County. He is indeed a suitable candidate for the legion commander. And with the old general's qualifications, he should have commanded the legion long ago."

"Well, I did owe him something before."

Hearing this, Xiu Luote smiled in agreement. Etalik is a loyal warrior of the family and has followed his grandfather for many years. Whether it is loyalty, seniority, ability or merit, he is enough to guard a place.

"Bertard, where should the new legion be drawn from?"

"Your Majesty, General Etalik currently has a thousand warriors. Under the command of Director of Industry and Mining Nekali, in addition to a thousand warriors and more than three thousand miners, there are two thousand Tarasco surrendered soldiers who are resting. These surrendered soldiers have been mining for a year and are almost exhausted."

"Well, then transfer them to the south. That way there will be three thousand people."

Xiuluot nodded slightly. It is too dangerous to use surrendered soldiers to mine. After the kingdom replenished the miners, these people were replaced. And this time, the Jingji Legion went south, and it did not include Nekali's Chingambat Warrior Camp. Because large mines in this era must be suppressed by the army, otherwise riots will occur in minutes.

"The remaining manpower will be supplemented by part of the garrison troops and part of the militia in Zicao County. Then they will stay in the place and work part-time."

With the current situation of the kingdom, it is impossible to support another standing army. In fact, the support of the new army will fall on the land and population that will be confiscated in Zicao County.

The king and his minister continued to discuss for a while. During the conversation, they regarded Zicao County as a direct subordinate of the kingdom. After all, more than 30,000 elite troops went south, and there were bronze armor, longbows and bronze cannons. The southern nobles had no way to resist.

Suddenly, the shield guard Tels opened the tent door and strode in. He looked at His Highness and smiled simply.

"Your Highness!"

"Hmm?"

"The girl from last night is here again."

Hearing this, Shulot raised his eyebrows and looked at Bertard.

"It's so late, hasn't Gulamo gone south yet?"

"Your Highness, Gulamo left south early this morning. Miss Medina may have escaped secretly, or she may have been left behind by Gulamo, or perhaps both."

Bertard understood and replied with his head down.

"Oh."

Xuluote nodded. He pondered for a while and roughly guessed what Gulamo meant. The king hesitated and looked at Bertard again. The warrior chief lowered his head and said nothing.

"Well, then. Let her in."

Ters turned and left. Soon, the tent door opened again, and a graceful figure appeared in front of the king.

Metina was a little different tonight. She didn't have the original charm, but was stunning after being dressed up. She wore a decent light yellow long skirt, a feather cloak, and embroidered cotton shoes on her feet. She rolled up her hair, applied a light rouge on her lips, and even dyed her nails light blue. At this moment, she held the pottery jar from last night in both hands, plucked up the courage, and stood in front of the king.

"Your Majesty, I greet you!"

Medina put down the pottery jar and knelt down to salute. On her face, there was a beautiful smile, but also a loss and uneasiness that could not be concealed.

"Yeah."

The king nodded expressionlessly.

"Medina, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty."

The girl's eyes were instantly moist. She lowered her head and said softly.

"The clan leader doesn't want me anymore. I can only come and seek refuge with you."

Xuluot raised his eyebrows. He was silent for a moment and spoke.

"Medina, I can send warriors to escort you back to Zicao Manor."

"Your Majesty! Woo woo"

Medina couldn't bear it anymore, and cried "woo woo" on the ground.

"Please, I beg you, take me in! If I return to the manor, the clan leader will, will kill me!"

"Hmm?!"

Hearing this, Xiuluot was a little surprised. He asked the girl in a deep voice.

"Medina, isn't Gu Lamo your father?"

"Your Majesty, I am just one of the dozens of children of the patriarch. To him, I am just..."

Medina cried with tears in her eyes and her voice choked. Her small nose twitched slightly, and her expression was painful.

Seeing this, Shulot's heart seemed to be stabbed by something quietly. He slowly stood up, took two steps forward, and stared at the lovely girl on the ground.

"Medina, speak out"

"Your Majesty, in Zicao Manor, I am just a beautiful tool, a beautiful work of art."

Medina cried more and more quickly, and her face showed loneliness from the heart.

"Since I can remember, I have no mother. As soon as I could walk, I had to practice dancing day and night, learn to sing, raise birds, and recite poems. And when I grew up a little, I had to learn how to attract others and please others. If I did something wrong, I would be punished and sentenced to terrible water torture, Your Majesty, I am afraid."

Raising birds is to train the eyes and make them more attractive. At this time, water torture mainly uses intermittent suffocation as punishment, which is extremely painful but will not leave scars.

In Xiuluot's heart, the tenderness from the future emerged again. He gently stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's hair.

"Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid."

"Your Majesty. Do you know that my mother committed suicide? After her death, the patriarch took her head and when I was young, I accidentally entered the patriarch's collection room."

Fear appeared on Medina's face. She stretched out her soft hands in fear, hugged Xiuluot's big hands, and pressed them on her cheeks. She held it so tightly, as if holding the last straw, and even her blue nails were tightly attached to the back of the king's hand. Fortunately, before scratching the king's skin, the girl regained some reason and put away her fingers.

"Head. Collection"

Hearing this, Xiuluot lowered his eyes. The nobles of this era have a hobby of collecting heads, usually treated with antiseptic herbs, as a special trophy or collection.

The king silently felt the girl's cheek, which was warm and soft, and wet with tears. He helped the girl up with pity, stretched out his arm, held the girl's slender waist, and hugged her in his arms.

"Medina, don't be afraid. I'm here."

Hearing this, Medina looked up and looked at the handsome king. Her eyes were tearful and full of expectation.

"Your Majesty. Will you take me in?"

Xuluot stared into the girl's eyes, was silent for a while, and finally nodded imperceptibly. Then, he looked at the warrior leader.

"Bertard?"

Bertard sighed silently. He replied in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, since Miss Medina has left the family, it will not cause much impact. She can enter the capital and be a priestess serving the gods in the temple of the goddess of spring. As long as she hides her identity, does not show up in public, and participates in the politics of the kingdom, the alliance will not..."

"Enter the temple and serve the gods"

Xuluot lowered his eyes and nodded. He thought of another girl, and guilt emerged in his heart, and the surging desire was restrained again. After a long time, he looked at the girl calmly.

"Medina, are you willing?"

Medina stopped crying and stared at the king's sincere eyes. She didn't speak for a long time, and didn't know what she was thinking. After a long time, her eyes gradually became charming, and her words also revealed spring love.

"Your Majesty, I am willing."

Medina talked emotionally while trying to tiptoe and kiss the king's lips. Xiu Luote was stunned. He couldn't help but lower his head and kissed the girl's lips.

The girl's lips were so delicate, as beautiful as a rose, and with the gentle breath of spring. The king sucked greedily, feeling the softness he had never had before. Although it was a little unbelievable, this was indeed his first kiss.

"Medina"

After a long time, the two slowly separated. The king's eyes became gentle. He had opened his heart, removed all defenses, and accepted the lovely girl in front of him.

Medina's face turned red. She looked at the king charmingly and chuckled.

"It turns out that kissing feels so good."

Then, the girl gently stretched out her hands and stroked Shulot's handsome face. Her light blue nails gently scratched the king's face and neck, as soft as a cat's claw.

"Your Majesty. Do you know? I used to be so lonely, I wanted someone to accompany me, I wanted to be saved. If, if, I could meet you when I was a child, how great it would be."

Hearing the girl's words, Shulot felt a little ominous. He took a deep breath, sniffed the girl's body fragrance, felt the warmth in his arms, and asked in confusion.

"Medina, you..."

Medina retracted her tender hands, her smile became more charming and more strange.

"Your Majesty, I am really lucky to meet you. How I wish I could go to the underworld with you!"

Hearing this, the king's heart suddenly sounded alarm bells. He looked at Medina in astonishment, but saw that the girl's eyes suddenly became sharp. Then, his waist and abdomen suddenly hurt.

"Dang!"

At some point, the girl had a small blue dagger in her hand. The dagger pierced the king's waist and abdomen, but was blocked by the bronze armor inside.

"Medina!"

Xuluot roared angrily, like a wounded beast. His expression was both unbelievable and full of anger at being betrayed by someone he trusted. He didn't have time to think about it, and immediately stepped back, while his right hand reached for the bronze sword at his waist.

"King!"

Bertard had been more than ten steps away, avoiding disturbing the king and the girl. At this moment, seeing the scene in front of him, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pulled out the bronze sword with a "dang" and rushed over quickly.

"Swish! Swish!"

Medina had a strange smile on her face. She danced lightly, chasing after Xiuluot's footsteps, always within one step. She swung the dark blue dagger, stabbing the king's cheek, and then scratched the king's arms, palms, thighs and all places not covered by armor.

Xuluot kept retreating, relying on his uninterrupted warrior training, and dodged the girl's attack with difficulty. He was tied up to avoid being scratched by the dark blue dagger, and he could not pull out the bronze sword at his waist. However, the girl's movements were much more agile than expected! Before Bertard arrived, she finally forced Xuluot into a corner and scratched the king's arm.

"Your Highness!"

Bertard shouted in pain, and dozens of personal guards rushed into the tent, holding spears and surrounding the king and the girl.

Xuluot leaned against the edge of the tent. He looked at the blue wound on his arm, and his mind was dizzy.

Medina stopped moving, stood there gently, and smiled charmingly.

"My king, I caught you. Let's go together!"