Chapter 163 Victim

After calming down, Isabella looked at Anthony, who was lying unconscious on the bed. The moonlight shone on his handsome face, making him look so beautiful and peaceful. If he knew that he was not a human being, but a demon mixed with

What will happen to the bloody half-demon? Turning her head and looking at the two sets of armor thrown on the ground, Isabella pursed her lower lip tightly, grabbed one set in each hand, kicked open the window, and flew away

Jumped out...

The next day, someone discovered that a patrol team was missing last night, and all five of them had not returned. Someone also found several sets of armor in the weeds outside the coalition position.

"Could it be that these people became deserters and ran away?" Some people couldn't help but wonder.

"Anyway, escaping from battle will shake the morale of the army. We'd better not talk nonsense and go back and report to the prince first before making a decision!" the leader of the team ordered with a stern face.

"Have you heard? Five brothers from the second team disappeared collectively."

"What? No way? I saw them doing fine the day before yesterday."

"I'm not talking nonsense, and Miss Isabella is a demon... Do you think this matter has something to do with her?"

"Shh...what are you talking about? She is Anthony's wife, how can she be a demon?"

"What? Don't you know yet? She is the sister of the third demon god Eklia Vasak! She is a half-demon!"

"Asshole! How is that possible? She protected us before the battle!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! She is just trying to protect Mr. Anthony! And I heard that Mr. Anthony is unconscious now and we are helpless against the demons. She may regain her demonic nature at any time!"

"Hasn't she always been protecting us? How can she regain her demonic nature?"

"Don't you know? These days, the Demon God of Ekelia speaks heart-warming words of love to Miss Isabella in front of the battle every day! And yesterday I was patrolling the fortress. Guess what I heard?"

"It's...what?"

"Rumor! I heard from the brother guarding the door that on the night when the five brothers of the second team disappeared, the captain and one of them went to the tower where Miss Isabella lived!"

"You guys, if you have time to talk, why not strengthen the defense of the lower city!" Prince Jonathan heard a few soldiers talking and walked over with a dark face.

"Ah...it's His Highness Jonathan..."

"I, we'll leave right away..."

Watching these people leave, Jonathan couldn't help but sigh. If what these people said was true, Isabella's identity would be really troublesome at this time...

"Your Highness, what do you say about those missing soldiers?" General Constantine asked in a low voice in the staff room of the Allied First Army Corps. Behind him stood several people who discovered their armor and equipment.

"Is it these people who discovered their armor?" Prince Jonathan turned to look at them, his slightly frowning eyebrows showing that the "golden lion" was a little tired.

"Yes, Your Highness." General Constantine nodded slightly and replied.

"Listen, those few people are not missing, but they were caught by me because they were lazy during the night patrol, and then sent home." Prince Jonathan stared closely at everyone present, scanning their faces one by one.

Passed, releasing the unquestionable majesty of the king.

"Yes! Your Highness!" Several people were shocked when he saw him, and they immediately stood at attention and responded respectfully.

"Okay, if nothing happens, you can go out and don't spread rumors among the army at this time!" Prince Jonathan waved his hand.

"Yes, I'm resigning!" Several people said a military salute again, then turned and went out.

"Constantine, you stay." Prince Jonathan said in a deep voice. After the general stood there and the officer closed the door with his people and left, he was silent for a long time, and finally spoke again as if he had made up his mind, "

Let’s secretly deal with that guy who was talking nonsense in the army as soon as possible.”

"Yes, Your Highness!" General Constantine nodded expressionlessly, turned and left.

Isabella... I... can only help you so far... I hope you won't disappoint me! Prince Jonathan held his forehead with his right hand, inserted his fingers deeply into his hair, and the golden curls hung down.

When I got down, I felt like I had aged ten years in an instant.

At the headquarters of the Third Army of the Allied Forces, Duke Mason of the Kingdom of Northam sat on a chair in the headquarters and looked at the black-haired man opposite. He was dressed in black, tall and thin, with a mask on his face, standing there respectfully.

"You mean, you saw Miss Isabella coming out of the window of the room with two sets of armor-like things in her hands?" Duke Mason looked at him with raised eyebrows, his dark blue pupils full of amusement.

, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"Yes, my subordinate was patrolling with soldiers at that time. Although it was night and the distance was relatively far, the rooms of Mr. Anthony and Miss Isabella were so conspicuous that I could not mistake them."

"I heard that there were missing persons in Nakia, and the patrol only found armor?" Duke Mason asked, squinting his eyes and touching his chin without a beard.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Duke, but it seems to be a misunderstanding. According to His Highness Jonathan, those people were caught slacking off and sent home." The black-haired man nodded.

"Misunderstanding? Huh..." Duke Mason twitched the corners of his mouth, and sneered from his nose. He stood up from his seat, walked to the window and looked at the coalition camp and said, "Such a poor cover-up method, Jonathan, you are too good at it."

Others don’t take it seriously…”

The rising sun climbed onto the red ground around the Raging Flame Canyon, slowly spreading golden sunlight over the burning land, awakening the sleeping world. The shadows moved with the sun like the claws of the devil touching it.

Like a flame, it quickly retreated until the red sun suddenly jumped out of the horizon, dispelling the cold night with its warmth.

The coalition camp was not full of hope with the arrival of a new day. On the contrary, they were enveloped in a heavy atmosphere.

A man wearing coalition armor and a small team of men gathered around a man who had fallen in the camp, investigating something. Everyone's face had heaviness written on it.

The fallen man was short in stature and was wearing the silver armor of a coalition soldier. Judging from the patterns on it, he belonged to the Second Legion, a unit directly under General Wildhammer of the Kingdom of Nordaeron. There was only one wound on his body, which was caused by being wounded.

A sword penetrated the man's chest, directly crushing his heart and lungs, and he died. His face and armor were splattered with his blood, his eyes were bulging, and he stared blankly, as if he had seen something incredible.

General Wildhammer was striding towards here with his people at this time. He separated the crowd and came to the dead man.

"Frost Axe!" After seeing the appearance of the deceased clearly, General Wildhammer couldn't help but take a step back, his eyes already full of tears. He knelt down and gently touched the blood-stained but still beautiful suit with his trembling palms.

Dazzling Armor asked the investigating soldier, "Who did it?"

"Sorry, General, this is not the scene of the incident, but just a place where the body was dumped. When we found him, he had been dead for a long time. It is estimated that the time of death was 6 hours ago, that is, last night." was asked.

The soldiers are relatively tall and do not appear to be from the dwarf kingdom.

"Lord Wildhammer, what happened?" Prince Jonathan also came over with General Constantine and others, and the surrounding soldiers quickly saluted him.

"Frostaxe...was killed." General Wildhammer took a deep breath, held back the tears that were about to fall, and said in a very low voice, "He was still so young...when he left his hometown, he had just

After my 16th birthday..."

"...I deeply regret that this happened..." Prince Jonathan lowered his head slightly, turned to look at the man who was in charge of the investigation just now, obviously surprised that he appeared here, "Why are you here?"

The man in question bowed deeply and said: "Your Highness, it's like this. Because blood stains were found near the camp of our First Legion, my subordinates pursued it all the way here, so..." He did not say the next words, because

He clearly felt the angry gaze from the Wildhammer General.

"So, he was killed in the First Legion?" General Wildhammer looked at the man who replied angrily.

"But, as a member of the Second Legion, why do you want to go to my First Legion?" Prince Jonathan took a step forward and stood in front of the man, thinking thoughtfully.

"General, general..." At this time, the dwarf priest who was following Wildhammer suddenly whispered, "Frostaxe's body... has the residue of evil energy."

"What?" Everyone was shocked and looked at the dwarf priest.

"Yes, yes..." the dwarf priest pointed to Frost Axe's body with certainty, "We priests are extremely sensitive to the two attributes of Holy Light and Darkness. Although Frost Axe has been dead for a long time, but

I can still feel the remnants of magic power. It’s definitely not wrong, he, he must have been killed by the demons!”

"Could it be that there are demon assassins here?" A slight commotion began to appear in the crowd.

"So, they didn't attack, so they wanted to carry out an assassination?" Some people were already starting to tremble with fear.

"Your Highness, the demons have already taken action. I heard that in the camp of your army, there were people who had some connections with the demons. Could it be that..." the dwarf priest did not continue. His words have been successfully listened to by the three countries.

The coalition soldiers changed color when they heard this.

"Stop talking!" Prince Jonathan interrupted the dwarf and frowned, "I will find out the matter on my own! The recent movements of the demon clan are unclear. I hope that you can do your own things well and take care of your own people.

To avoid unnecessary sacrifices!"

"Jonathan! Is this your attitude as the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces?" A mocking voice sounded, and a tall and thin man walked not far away. His long sea-blue hair was tied neatly behind his head, and his hair was slightly black.

Skin, followed by several soldiers from Northen.

"Sir Mason." Prince Jonathan turned around and looked at him with a pair of sharp eyes, "Do you have any opinions on my handling of this matter?"

"Haha... Your Majesty is the supreme commander appointed by the Supreme Council. No matter how courageous I am, I dare not say anything wrong with you. But..." After a pause, Duke Mason stared with his sinister eyes.

Jonathan said, "I heard that there have been some victims in your army recently, and the prince dealt with them on the grounds of 'making mistakes and deporting them'. I really have to admire the prince for his good manners in controlling his subordinates."

"Sir Mason, since you know that I am the supreme commander here, please trust me. I will give you an explanation after I find out the truth of the matter!" Prince Jonathan scanned his eyes.
Chapter completed!