Alien Knights

Walking out of the tribe's longhouse, Todd cast his eyes on the small concrete building on the other side of the camp, and his emotions, which were originally as calm as water, began to waver slightly.

Under the gaze of everyone, he took a step forward, stepped on the snow under his feet, and walked slowly to the door of the small building.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Todd's hand reached out to the pull ring, but hung in the air hesitantly. And in his heart, there are already thousands of thoughts.

The woman Rachel, he felt now, was not a simple love affair.

When I met her for the first time, although the other party's appearance was not extremely beautiful, whether it was her posture, eyes or movements, they all revealed a bright and charming charm, which was extremely rare.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, Todd didn't have much affection for such a charming woman, let alone love. But as they spend more time together, Todd is more and more impressed by the intelligence and strategy of the other party hidden under the surface.

After getting along for a period of time, when Todd met Rachel again, he no longer paid attention to the appearance of the other party, but cared more about her thoughts.

Following the occurrence of the three events of the Alien Covenant, the Kingdom of Shadows, and the refusal to enter the palace, Rachel's mind became more and more unpredictable, and Todd gave her a label called "mystery" in his heart. Many times, Todd thought he had mastered her thoughts, but when he looked deeper, he found that all he saw was a veil.

"Are you going to stand there all day?"

An inarticulate voice from the second floor interrupted Todd's train of thought, causing him to look up.

Holding half a piece of baked jicama in both hands, half of her body leaned out of the window. While looking down at Todd at the door, Rachel did not forget to bite the food in her hands.

Smiling and shaking his head, Todd put those complicated thoughts behind him and gently opened the door.

It was bitterly cold outside, but warm inside the house.

The textured brown solid wood floor, simple round tables and chairs, handmade barbarian handicrafts, combined with a bright fireplace and lounge chairs for rest, Todd had an illusion for a moment, as if he had returned to the cafe in his previous life.

"How is it? Everything here is designed according to the decoration style of another world." Rachel stepped on the wooden steps and walked down the stairs slowly.

The woman was only wearing a moon white cloth robe in autumn, and her curvaceous figure was unobstructed, causing Todd to secretly swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The two stood facing each other, staring at each other, silent for a long time.

More than half a month has passed since the last moment of joy in the soul space. After actually seeing Rachel himself, Todd found that he didn't know what to say at this moment.

Rachel found Todd's gaze resting on her chest, and asked angrily, "Where are you looking?"

The latter raised his head quickly upon hearing the words, pretending to be serious.

Rachel turned her body sideways, slept in the recliner, and adjusted to a comfortable position: "You came here sooner than I thought. I thought you didn't care about other people's lives, and planned to spend this cold winter comfortably in the bedroom alone."

Todd sat on the edge of the recliner and turned to look at Rachel: "I could have come earlier, but some affairs in the kingdom must be settled before I leave."

"How long can you stay this time?"

"If nothing urgent happens in the kingdom, it may be... for a long time."

Hearing Todd's words, Rachel suddenly sat up from the recliner, stared into the other's eyes and said seriously: "My lord, what did you do when you returned to Muxi City this time?"

Todd told Rachel all about the formation of the cabinet and the transfer of government affairs.

The latter closed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "The power that others want, but you avoid it for fear."

Todd smiled bitterly: "I may not be able to become a qualified monarch."

"On the contrary, in my opinion, you may be the wisest monarch in thousands of years..." Before she could finish speaking, Rachel suddenly opened her eyes and feigned anger at Todd: "What are your hands doing?!"

Todd's palm moved up slightly along the woman's calf, and he approached her unconsciously, and said softly: "About what happened in the soul world that time, I think it may be possible in reality now..."

Rachel interrupted him with a chuckle: "I don't think like you. First, I can't adapt to your current appearance."

Todd looked down at his body, and said thoughtfully: "You're right, this is really inappropriate, I can immediately return to my original appearance."

Rachel stretched out her white hands and gently grabbed Todd's chin, with a narrow smile on her face: "Secondly, I don't like having audiences."

Todd's eyes looked at the deep groove on Rachel's chest, and he said subconsciously, "I don't like audiences either...Huh? What did you just say? Audiences?!"

Rachel pushed Todd's jaw away and turned his head in the direction of the stairs.

An unexpected face appeared at the top of the stairs, which shocked Todd a lot.

Deirdre bit her lower lip and looked at the two people on the recliner with a flushed face. Her expression was as vivid as if she had just returned home and raped her wife in the bedroom.

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Thirteen kilometers north of Froststone Camp.

Vogal, the confidant of Conchiuber, sat on the horse, looked at the endless army beside him, and said nothing.

Ulster's regiment commander rode his horse to Fogar's side, and whispered, "My lord, in order to wipe out a group of defectors in the arena, using so many soldiers, wouldn't it be a bit... a big deal?"

"Being cautious is never a mistake." Fogar looked at the commander and said quietly: "You were not present at the gladiatorial fight at the ceremony. You would never imagine the strength and fighting spirit that man erupted in the battle."

As if recalling the scene of the gladiatorial fight that day, Fogar shivered slightly on the horse: "I killed twelve giant wolves with my own strength. That is not a human performance at all, but more like the son of war who killed everything in the legend of the ancient gods. He has become a demon in King Ulster's heart. If he is not eliminated as soon as possible, our monarch will never regain his confidence and reason."

The commander lowered his head, showing a disapproving expression.

Fogar suddenly asked, "How is your investigation of the 'ghosts' mentioned by the scouts?"

The commander shrugged his shoulders: "God knows what they said is true or false! The big sword they swung could cut through rocks, jumped from a tree more than ten meters away without injury, and ran faster than a war horse... This is complete nonsense! It's all about those scouts who deliberately exaggerated the enemy's strength in order to avoid blame!"

"Forty experienced scout fighters fought against the enemy, and only one escaped by pretending to be dead. The enemy retreated completely, not even leaving a blade or a piece of broken armor on the battlefield. How do you explain this matter?" Fogar said coldly, twisting the horsewhip in his hand.

The commander scratched his head: "This is my guess. The leader of the rebel army, Boyle, selected a group of capable gladiators, and among his tribe, found some hunters who were familiar with the terrain and routes, and defeated our scouts by ambush."

After saying these words, the commander found that Fogar didn't refute, so he complained boldly: "My lord, we mobilized almost all of the kingdom's reserve force this time, and brought out nearly 30 war beasts, and chose to attack in the severe winter. Both the logistics and the morale of the army have reached a very dangerous situation. Soldiers freeze to death in their tents every night. The only reason they can persist until now is because the deserters we executed hang all over the camp!"

Fogar looked at the forest in the distance, and murmured: "Tell our soldiers, hold on, we are already very close to the enemy."