Chapter 1509: Close contact

On the road, Robben frowned, thinking about what he had just said to the lunatic, but he couldn't figure out what he thought about it.
Why did the lunatic be expelled from his hometown? What was going on when he killed a tribe? And who is that mysterious little girl? These questions rolled back in Robben's mind, never getting answers.
"Master, why are you frowning all the time?" Nalan asked strangely when he saw that Robben hadn't said anything all his life.
"It's nothing, just thinking about what happened just now, don't you think Nalan is weird?" Robben saw that Nalan was still looking so good, he really envied her big nerves.
"It's nothing strange..." Nalan said indifferently, "The guy's clansmen are all dead, although they are still fierce, but Nalan can't help but feel sorry for him. Only himself is left. If it means that everything is over, there is no need to worry about anything."
"Is it all over?"
"Well, now he...is like the last person on that mountain."
"The last... Senior's father?"
"Speaking of the fate of father and son are really similar... hey!" Nalan sighed a little, "I hope he won't become that strange in the future, um...it was strange at first, and then become that. Looks like..." Nalan trembled, "I feel terrible when I think about it."
Robben had to smile wryly, and Nalan thought about the problem in a completely different direction than most people.
"Nalan, Senior said that he wanted to go to the God Realm, what do you think of this matter?"
"Go! Let him go if he wants to, and there is no reason to stop him, now... he really does what he wants."
"You also know that little girl, right?"
"Yeah!" Nalan nodded, "Of course Nalan went to the Hanging City to see it. What about that little girl... really strange." Nalan frowned a little, "I asked a lot of sisters, but no one knows. Her origins, she looks a lot like humans and has similarities with the demons, but it seems that she is not simply a mixed race. I suspect her origins are actually quite special."
"Quite special?"
Nalan thought about it, and said: "Mixed-bloods and pure-bloods are different in many places. For mixed-races, especially cross-racial mixed-races, most of them will show some very different characteristics of the two races. They appear to have the characteristics of both races. Pure-blooded children will not have such characteristics that are very different in comparison. There is no trace of mixing on the little girl. Everything is very natural, as if she was born to be like this. She is not very distinctive. The personality of humans and demons makes her feel more like an underage witch. Her original characteristics have not appeared at all."
"Is the identity suspicious?" It is rare to hear Nalan Zhengbaben's words. Robben believed Nalan's analysis very much.
"Perhaps, but Nalan didn't confirm it. Anyway, it doesn't matter. Since that guy brought it, there should be no problem, and he doesn't want to say. The little girl is also very strict. Nalan naturally I won’t go to the hard of a strong man, let’s say... that little girl is actually very scared of life. I have been there a few times. She doesn't talk to me, huh... the petty kid."
Robben couldn't help but laughed, "I think you must be too enthusiastic and scared her, right?"
Nalan snorted, "Obviously I am older than me, but I am still a little girl. I feel uncomfortable thinking about it."
Robben's eyes lit up slightly, "Nalan, do you know how old that little girl is?"
"Not sure, but judging from the feeling, it must be older than Nalan!"
"Does it feel?" Robben shook his head, feeling that this kind of thing is naturally inaccurate, but if according to a lunatic, he took this little girl away from his hometown six or seven hundred years ago, then that little girl's The age is indeed likely to be older than Nalan.
Even if it's a giant dragon, it shouldn't be like this when it's six or seven hundred years old.
Robben could not help but counted all the races that he knew were very long-lived. As a result, he did not find any races that might be related to this little girl. Moreover, after such a circle calculation, according to the little girl’s human age and reality Calculated in proportion to her age, there really is no race longer than her.
If this little girl would slowly grow up like a human, by the time she becomes an old woman and dies, it is already four or five thousand years later. This is much better than ordinary Protoss and Demons.
It's a race that doesn't know the details. It seems that the only person in this world who knows the details of that little girl is a lunatic.
After going through all the things before and after, Robben still didn’t get any results. Although he saw a lot of novel things when he went out this time, the lunatic did not explain some important points, which made everything seem hazy. Up.
After thinking about it, Robben still put all these things behind his head, maybe it's like Nalan said, these are no longer important, and everything in the future will depend on how the lunatic decides.
Leaving the palace, and Nalan have been to the camp where the elves and witches live. The elves and witches here have already prepared for battle early. Robben sees the materials that have been loaded, the neatly packed ones. Objects, looking at these elves and witch warriors ready to go, there is a sense of comfort in their hearts. Although they have experienced many things, passed by death, seen sincerity, and felt betrayal, these warriors who seek freedom have always Stand by your side and always support yourself.
Bringing some necessary news back to the elves and witches, Robben briefly confessed some things and immediately left with Nalan and returned to the palace.
Now, the most important thing is to settle the 100,000 Pioneer Battalion soldiers.
When Robben and Nalan walked into the palace hall, the second prince was still discussing something with Fleet. The military officials were on both sides of the hall, but their faces were slightly pale, and the expressions of the second prince were slightly stiff. When Robben saw this scene, he felt a little helpless.
Fleet always had a serious face, even more so now, and he was sitting there, appearing to be on guard. Although there is no weapon, there is a faint flash of cold light in the eyes, and a breath that is not particularly friendly...
A powerful warrior of the Protoss sits in the human palace like this, and the people who are tightly relying on this aura to suppress everyone have difficulty breathing. Seeing that the second prince can still say something to Fleet with a smile, Robben couldn’t help but start. I admire this bastard, but if you really count it, he is just a third-rate magician. Facing such a strong fighter, he is already very good without collapsing.
"Ah! Robben, you are back!" Seeing Robben came to the hall. The second prince was rescued, "Hurry up, come here to do it!"
The ministers in the hall could not help but look sideways. Naturally, only the throne of the emperor was high above the hall, and the seats of the rest were all listed below. The same is true for the two great dukes of the empire, even if Robben entered this hall. As a holy king. With the prestige that is unparalleled in the entire continent now, it is the same to sit down.
But now the second prince had asked Robben's seat to be moved to the high platform, and placed it a little below the steps of the Great Emperor's Throne, and one step higher, it would be on the same level as the Great Emperor.
Robben naturally didn't care about these, and even if he cared about Robben, he didn't really understand. With regard to these court etiquette things, Robben has always been vague if Mays is not around.
Sit down, Robben thinks this place is very good. It is more convenient to talk to the second prince without speaking, and to see all the ministers clearly.
Fleet saw that Robben had actually been by Carton the Great, and he was a little stunned. Although Fleet was not very clear about the human world, Fleet also felt that it seemed inappropriate, but look at it. The two young guys above who are smiling, seem to... There is nothing wrong with this at all.
"I said Robben, is this guy really here to join us? Why do I feel that this guy is going to eat people? When he sits there, it seems like a cold wind blows up on my side." Robben just sat down. The second prince leaned in immediately and said.
"Ah... he always has this face. This is already a very good attitude. If you suddenly want to serve in the enemy's camp, then you will also be this face."
The second prince couldn't help muttering, "If it's me, I must be smiling brighter than anyone else!"
"But not everyone is as cunning and treacherous as you, what did you say to him?"
"There is nothing substantive yet. I think he seems reluctant. He has been just arguing with him, um...If you say something important, I'm afraid this guy will make a fool of him if you are not here."
Robben had to admire the thoughtfulness of the guy in front of him, and at the same time he did not forget to despise his suspiciousness, "You don't have to worry about this. Although he has a stinking face,...you can tell yourself that now you see, He is the most loyal, most faithful, and most promised fighter. Since he can sit here, it means that he will accept everything and do it well."
"Oh, you still say that, this guy is really so good?" The second prince peeked at Fleet.
"Ah... this guy is absolutely beyond your imagination."
"Hmm...that's good!" The second prince nodded in relief, "Then you go and negotiate terms with him."
"Okay, then... hey?" Robben immediately reacted, "What do you mean by going to negotiate terms with him, what are you doing?"
"I have communicated with him for so long, but I haven't achieved any substantive results. You are not very familiar with him, but you are relaxed. You run away first, and you have no shadow. Now go and fix him for me, um... Please drink!"
Robben really doubted how the great emperor in front of him made such a cheeky condition...
However, looking at Fleet’s serious face and exuding an icy atmosphere, Robben was somewhat helpless when he looked at the hall and did not dare to look at the officials like Fleet. It seems... still underestimated. Fleet's serious side.
"Fleet, do you have any special conditions for you to join us? Now that Emperor Caton and all the important ministers of the Caton Empire are here, they will give you a satisfactory answer."
Fleet looked at Robben, his expression unchanged, "I don't have any additional conditions. As long as we remain loyal to our faith, I fight as a glorious warrior, and everything is subject to the arrangements of Lord Ares."
Follow the arrangement of Lord Ares...Roben thought that you are not stupid. If there are any conditions on our side that you are not satisfied with, he will definitely respond immediately.
"Well, that's fine. I have already told you about the general conditions. I want to ask...what do you need to emphasize to us? Know that our restrictions on your Pioneer Camp are very limited, but after all There are some, do you have any special conditions or areas you don't want to be restricted?"
Fleet stood up, stared at Robben and said: "We... are glorious soldiers. We hope to realize our value on the battlefield, but... the soldiers of mankind are too weak and we can’t act together, and That’s... I actually don’t think the human army can teach us anything, if necessary. I hope we can stand at the forefront of the army, and the human army can do the logistics work well in the rear."
As soon as these words came out, the whole room was in an uproar. Although the combat effectiveness of the Protoss troops was beyond doubt, Fleet's remarks were too explicit. Too much contempt for the human army.
"Oh... so it's like this!" Before Robben said a word, the second prince said with a smile on his face. "We are absolutely certain of the combat effectiveness of the Protoss army. However...some situations are not as you said. You must know that wars do not necessarily depend on absolute strength to win. This is why you have been in the human continent for so long, and finally... The reason for cooperating with the enemy."
Fleet frowned suddenly, and the coldness on his body became thicker.
The second prince had no worries this time. He smiled and said: "I know that the Protoss thinks that human beings are cunning and treacherous, but in a war, thousands of lives will disappear with a command of the ruler in a flash. If cunning and treacherous can save these lives. Then I think there is nothing better. Cunning and treacherous have a more compassionate quality, oh no no no...don't worry!"
Seeing Fleet's face suddenly changed, the second prince smiled even more happily, "I know that as a strong and dignified warrior of the Protoss, you can't say anything to that person, but we might as well do a little experiment. "
"experiment?"
"Yes... when it comes to war, nothing tells the truth better than actual combat."
"Actual combat?" Fleet raised an eyebrow. "Do you want to fight us?"
The second prince smiled like a flower, "Of course, but not exactly that. The absolute difference in combat effectiveness between us is very different. To be fair, I want to impose some restrictions on you. The extent of these restrictions is determined by the Grand Duke Robben. To decide."
Fleet was puzzled, a little unsure of what the human emperor was going to do.
"Roben, it would not be difficult to limit the various abilities of the Protoss fighters to the same level as our soldiers?"
"Whether strength is a problem, but the body of the Protoss is much stronger than ours, this can't change anything."
The second prince smiled, "It doesn't matter, it's just an actual combat drill, and it's not really going to fight. Anyone who is hit will immediately leave the field and count as death."
"Um... that's okay."
"Okay!" The second prince smiled and squinted his eyes. "Mr. Fleet, now please go out of the city to select a thousand elite fighters. We will have a fair game in the wilderness outside the city of Caton. fighting!"
Fleet smiled, "Really!?"
"Really!" The second prince Beverlet smiled happily.
"Even if our abilities are limited, we will still win!" Fleet said with great confidence before turning and leaving the hall.
"It's really a guy that you can't like." Seeing Fleet's back, the second prince shook his head vigorously. "I don't like this kind of scrupulous guy, Robben... you didn't bring one back. Is he a shameless magician like you? How can he be a warrior like a stone."
"I'm really sorry, the shameless magician can't do everything in many cases, are you really sure to win?"
"Why are you not sure?" The second prince sneered. "The Protoss and Demons, if they weren't for their inherently powerful strength and powerful bodies, how could they be our opponents! This time, I will personally direct them to let them know what war is. !!!"
Emperor Caton boiled again, this decision was made temporarily in the hall, and in a very short period of time, I don't know how to spread throughout the city.
Residents of Caton rushed out of the city~EbookFREE.me~ and stood aside from afar to watch the battle between God and Man.
"Ah... my subjects really support me, and sometimes it feels good to be a great emperor." The second prince draped all over, wearing a long red diamond helmet, standing on a special chariot. Looking at the residents of Caton who were onlookers in the distance with a general demeanor, he said with emotion.
"I guess I want to see how you, the great emperor, got broken..." Robben said casually.
"Hehehe..." The second prince smiled a little bit of a gloomy test. "Then they are probably going to be disappointed, Robben... the soldiers on the opposite side are okay, I don't want them to knock over 100 of our soldiers alone. ."
"No problem, I personally imposed a ban on magic. Except for the anti-strike ability, they are not much different from our soldiers."
"That's good!" The second prince closed his helmet and drew out his long sword...In fact, it was a wooden stick with a cloth wrapped around the top and it was stained with black dust.
"Roben, I will let you see now, how did I get this throne in the first place!" (To be continued...)