When Arriel asked this question, Dereo... no, now he can only call him "the guy who claims to be Dereo" and saw a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes.

The other party seemed to want to hear some interesting messages from him - such as "I can't bear to keep lying to you like this" or "After all, I've been with you for half a year, and I've had some feelings for you."

Feelings, feelings... or love. This is what Arriel thinks and wants to hear now, even if it is a lie, even if it is a small little bit, as long as it can be heard from this man who claims to be Dereo, then she will be satisfied. This trace of comfort is enough to make her reminisce about the rest of her life.

Even Arrier vaguely hoped that this man could apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness. Now the only two of them know about this matter. As long as he doesn't say it, he doesn't say it himself. Then no one knows it.

Maybe Ariel could just make mistakes, maybe she could pretend to be distressed and wait for the man to beg her continuously, so that she could reluctantly forgive him - although this is a big matter related to the entire life and death of Wusuan. But as long as that person speaks...

Of course, how could such a thing happen...

Dereo... No, it should be said that the man who claimed to be Dereo saw through Arriel's intention at first sight and said to her in a tone of regret: "It's already this time, what are you still thinking about? Half a year. I have spent half a year teaching you. Are you such a stupid, uneducated and incompetent person?"

Such words made Arrier's already pale face look even more pale. What if it might become something if it is. However, Arrier still looked at Dereo with persistent eyes. It seemed that he would not give up if he didn't listen to him explaining the matter clearly.

"Well, I'll tell you all the reasons for doing this." "Dreo" shook his head and said:

"In fact, it's very simple. For some reason, I don't want the High Elves to send too many troops to aid the Sigma Empire. So I designed to kill Terion and collude with the Dark Elf Empire Nagron. After Terion died, I sent a message to the Witch King Melkis.

Melkis, who wanted to regain Ushuan's ruling power, would naturally be impatient to dispatch troops to attack Ushuan at this time. In this way, he would like to assist the death of the senior officials of the Sigma Empire and then fall into a war with the Dark Elf Empire. Ushuan would be excluded from the battle for hegemony in the old world.

However, this does not mean that I am willing to let the dark elves really annex Usuan. Melkis has the skills, strength and status. If he ruled Usuan, then it won’t take long for the high elves to integrate into the dark elves tribe. The power of the dark elves has increased greatly. A threatening power country will appear west of the old world. This is also not good for me."

Listening to the explanation of "Dreo", Arie gradually understood what he meant. At the same time, the last bit of expectation in his heart disappeared. His body became colder and colder, just like a serious illness.

However, "Dreio" did not seem to have noticed Arie's state. He still said to himself:

"That's why I tell you the matter, to know this situation in advance, to get enough preparation to offset the strategic effect of the Dark Elves' raid, as well as the morale decline caused by the death of the first Usulan general, and the absence of anyone available.

In this way, you may be at a disadvantage. But after all, you are fighting at home and have the advantage of defense. The main army is there and ready. Therefore, the dark elves will not take too much advantage. In this way, the dark elves who are trapped in the war with Usuan will not be able to do this grand event.

Export all the Dark Elf and High Elf races out of this war and weaken their strength. This is the ultimate goal of my plan."

The man who claimed to be Dreo said all his plans in a plain tone. He calculated the powerful races at the two poles of the world in one breath. Such a big thing was said little by little in the mouth of the man who claimed to be Dreo, without any flaunting or self-pride. It was as if he had done it, but it was just a common thing like "eat fried eggs and cookies for breakfast today."

"I see."

After the man who claimed to be Dreo finished speaking, he was very surprised... or rather, in the man's calculation, Arriel's tone became very calm unexpectedly. This made the man who claimed to be Dreo look at her with a hint of appreciation.

"Then, the last question." Ariel was white and had no expression on her face, covered with tears. She endured the extremely severe pain in her heart and drew her sword from her subspace - a beautiful red gem inlaid with it, and the extremely sharp short sword aimed at Dereo's neck:

"Why do you think you can survive after saying these words?"

Although she looks like a harmless girl on the surface, but in fact, Ariel is a high elf who has lived for more than two hundred years! She is also an eternal queen with noble blood! Her magical strength is no worse than any high elf magician, and her swordsmanship has been guided by famous masters, and she is definitely not weaker than ordinary high elf wizards. In her opinion, she can fight against Dereo with her ability, this "ordinary human" with poor skills.

Of course, even if Dreio is not really powerless. Instead, as Terion said before, it is a truly terrifying chaotic demon, Ariel is not afraid. After all, this is the capital of Usuan and the center of the entire high elves society. There are countless high elves citizens, soldiers live here, and a large number of masters are there. As long as Arriel gives orders, a legion of Phoenix Guards will come. So she is not afraid, and she can use this to threaten Dreio to submit.

Dereo naturally knew this, so he did not attack her or make other moves, but let Ariel put the dagger on his neck.

Both sides remained silent for a while. Dereo felt the coldness on his neck and a faint pain, and then replied: "Because you won't kill me."

Hearing Dereo's decisive answer, Ariel could no longer help, and fell to the ground and cried bitterly. She hated Dereo's behavior that was too excessive, but she hated even more that she could not be cruel to herself even if she was treated like this.

"Get out, get out. I never want to see you again!" Ariel cried loudly at Dereo, then threw the dagger at him as if throwing a stone.

The dagger hit him with a little pain, and it could not cause any other harm. In other words, after causing such great damage to Arrier, her punishment for "Dreo" was only "a little pain". This result surprised the person "Dreo". Even a person who was cruel and ruthless like him, at this moment, could not help but think in his heart, "Has I done something wrong?"

Of course, it was only a moment. After this moment, the man said nothing and walked quickly towards the door and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, Arriel called him again. Dereo obediently stopped, then turned around and waited quietly.

Arrier took a deep breath again, calmed down, and said to him: "Before leaving, at least tell me your name, and your mask...I want to look at your face."

"Yes." He agreed without much thought. He took off his silver mask and threw it to the ground, revealing the handsome, feminine face. The nearly flawless face for the vampire.

Ariel looked at his face greedily and stared at him so that he could imprint it in his mind. It was at this moment that the man spoke:

"My name is Vared von Castein, Duke of Silvania, Vampire."

"Vared von Castein..." Erille gritted his teeth and chewed on the name. After a while, the focus of his eyes disappeared, and he was foolish and didn't know what he was thinking.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vared left the room. After the gate was closed, he left the palace - he was watched in surprise by the maids of the high elves and the soldiers of the Phoenix Guard. After much discussion, his body was at the door of the palace, in front of hundreds or thousands of high elves, as if a balloon filled with water was cut open. With a "touch", the pure water of a person suddenly poured out...

At the same time, thousands of miles away, Vared, who was sitting on the throne of the Lich, flashed in his eyes, his lips curled up, and a proud smile appeared on his conspiracy.

This expression was fleeting, and the majestic and enthusiastic expression of the newly appointed Duke of Sylvania reappeared on his face, and his oppressive eyes swept to the audience. Then, he loudly announced to the vampire nobles present, and the officers announced: "I have made up my mind and the time is ripe - the time has come to start a full war on the Dwarf Kingdom, open up our territory, and obtain precious mineral resources! I will encourage you! Everything is for Sylvania, everything is for absolute and eternal order!"

"For the Grand Duke Valed von Castein, for Sylvania, for the absolute, eternal order!"
Chapter completed!