"It will take me less than ten minutes to destroy you, werewolf!" said Vankel Knightsbane, spreading his wings menacingly.
"It seems you have forgotten how our last physical contact ended." The Storm Lord replied, barely restraining himself. "If it hadn't been for your servants saving you at the last moment, you would have died in that pit. While I welcome the opportunity to resolve our issues, I must first keep my promise."
"Your words?" asked the dragon, surprised to see no thunderbolts. King Wotan never talked long, always fighting to the last moment. So why didn't he take action this time? "How much are your fairy words worth?"
"Once sworn, I will never betray," replied King Wotan, and one of his winged allies sat like a raven on his shoulder. "Though I have not sworn it myself, your 'chief servant' agreed to release the soul of my Valkyrie Sigrun as long as I swore to speak peacefully for ten minutes. I believe it is nine now."
What kind of rubbish is this? Manlin Victor would never do anything behind a friend's back.
Winkle briefly wondered if this was a fairy trick, but he saw no benefit. If anything, the outpost wasted a potential surprise attack.
Intelligence check successful.
Unless... maybe this is Manlin Victor's trick so they can defeat the fairies more easily. He has always been cunning.
"Minion!" Vai
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roar. "Slave! Come back to me!"
Upon receiving his call, Manling Victor teleported to his dragon master.
What a spectacular scene it was. His minions abandoned his clothes and reveled in his dragon's naked body, blood dripping profusely from the two holes in his neck. He smelled of bats and wildlife breeding.
"King Arthur's Excalibur!" he shouted with happiness on his face, crawling on all fours, with both tails raised - the long dragon tail and the small fairy tail.
The whole place was silent, and Manlin's face changed from happiness to shame.
"Emergency transmission!" shouted his friend Victor, touching his hands and waist. "Damn it, it's mine!"
"Oh, my God..." one of the Valkyries murmured to herself, and several flying princesses looked at Manlin Victor's lower body in fascination. Winkle also noticed Unpalatable Allison's eyes peeking out of the giant mushroom she hid.
"I see your slaves leveled up in Berserker," King Wotan said thoughtfully. "Excellent strategy."
"(Golden Breeches)!" Manling Victor cast a spell, and a pair of golden, solid magic pants appeared on his little tail. "Your Majesty, please issue a warning first next time!"
"Minion, I'm naked too, you didn't see me making a fuss about it."
His friend opened his mouth, closed it again, and looked at his dragon master with a newfound curiosity. "Your Majesty has no clothes on," he murmured. "Your Majesty is always naked."
"Minions, I've always been nakedly powerful."
"Yes, I know, but I don't understand."
"Minions, we dragons are not ashamed to show off our natural beauty to everyone. It's you men who need to hide your insecurities under your clothes."
"Seven minutes," cried Wotan, beginning to lose his patience and brandishing his spear. "Say it or fight it."
"Minions," Winkle said to his chief of staff. "The fairy pretended you made a deal with him; to let one of his fake princesses go away for a while."
"Technically speaking, I only talked to the Valkyrie, but..." Manlin Victor stood up, looked at Wotan, and then at Winkle himself. "Does your Majesty believe me?"
"Friend Victor, now you should know the answer to this question. You are my most precious partner and I trust you unconditionally."
If he had an idea, Fankel would support it; or at least assume it was innocent.
"Thank you." Manlin Victor bowed and then turned to the host. "Lord Wotan, I beg you to talk to us before we go to war, because I believe we don't need to go to war at all."
This announcement surprised Vaik almost as much as Wotan did. Does he expect his ex to become his servant? If so, he is wrong.
"You're attacking us to prevent a war," the White House chief of staff argued. "Because you think His Majesty is the greatest threat to your race."
"Yes," Wotan replied.
"Me!" Vai
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Brag.
"No, he's not!" shouted Manlin Victor, surprising both giants. "The biggest threat to the devil is the devil himself!"
King Wotan was completely silent, his lonely eyes looking down at Manlin Victor. Fankle was ready to pounce if he made any threatening move towards his master.
"You people have been waging a pointless and costly war against humans, against dragons, against all those who are not part of your so-called 'master race,'" Manlin Victor said. "Sure, the nations of our world often bicker, but sentient species have managed to live in peace for centuries. Why not include them?"
"The lion makes no peace with the sheep," replied King Wotan. "It's a law of nature."
"You're wrong. Lions need to kill to eat. You people don't. You don't need to kill or attack other races to survive. You don't need to kill at all! The problem is, the only thing that can sustain this cycle of destruction is Your sociopathic self!" King Wotan's face was still an ice mask. “You want proof? One of your relatives rented a damn room in Mervyn as we speak!”
"What?" Winkle glared at his minion, angry that a fairy had built his lair near her own.
“Jake is living proof that we humans don’t have to kill each other,” continued Manlin Victor. "Perhaps the Soul Peaks were born of evil, but they gave you good souls. They gave me the ability to change, learn, and love; we've seen this on the volcano."
The Valkyrie on Wotan's shoulder shifted uncomfortably, while the other Valkyries moved to protect their master. Wink couldn't help but see a mirror of his own minions in them.
"All I ask of you, King Wotan, is that you think about your past actions and whether they were of any benefit to your race."
“A new people has conquered the land that belongs to my people,” said King Wotan. "They do it all the time."
"Because you've been trying to restore your lost glory instead of accepting that the world has changed," Manlin Victor replied. "You can make treaties with other races and kingdoms. Distribute the world equitably. Or you can let this eternal war continue and watch your kingdom shrink from century to century."
"The Mel family will never stop," said King Wotan. "Smart Manling, you may be right, we can coexist, but the Fairy Queen will never listen to you. She will either kill or be killed."
"Then kill that psycho," said Manlin Victor. "We've seen how you behaved in the volcano. You cared. You cared about someone who wasn't as strong as you, not as powerful as you. We've killed many of them; do you want to lose more?"
The Valkyries readied their spears, but Wotan held up a hand to stop them. "I swore an oath," he pointed out.
"You promised to bring the King's head to the Faerie Queene," said Manling Victor, "but never to separate his head from his body first. I said you kept your promise."
Although he never suspected his friend of treason, Winkel was forced to reconsider his sentence.
Intelligence check successful!
"Oh, clever minion!" Winkle seized the opportunity. "He will definitely take me to see this hateful fake demon so that I can destroy her!"
King Wotan's lonely eyes narrowed. "This goes against the spirit of my oath."
"But I respect this letter and allow you to leave this. With luck, we can destroy Odius even before the conclave and this senseless war will be over before it begins."
"Secret?" The former Speaker was extremely nervous, his fingers crackling like lightning. "Knight class, what did you do?"
"Your fellow fairies use dragon's blood to power their crowns," Vaquel hissed dangerously. "Those responsible will be punished with fire and fury"
The thought of the battle between dragons and immortals seemed to tear Wotan's heart apart. On the one hand, Longbain had earned his title and was eager for a fight worthy of his skill; but Winkle could also see a hint of worry in his eyes. The realization that his threatened race was likely to become extinct made him miserable.
"Your Majesty," a Valkyrie said, turning to her master. "Ten minutes have passed."
The former lord did not attack. Instead, he turned to Winkle. "Lord Nightbane, your servant has stated his case. Do you have anything to say?"
Winkle pondered the question.
When Manlin Victor made his point, he was as surprised as the Dragon Slayer. They discussed the possibility of making peace with the fairies.
In the past he had conquered the land in order to build a larger vault, a proposal he would have dismissed as a feeble dream and a waste of time. However, the newly appointed Winkel had something else to say.
"I hate you little fairies."
Manlin Victor made a panicked face, but Winkle ignored him and doubled down.
"You are a treacherous, vicious man, and you are cruel to your servants. We reconciled once, but you have continued to abuse my kindness. Before your feud with Mel Odius even began you threatened to Kill me while I sleep, I suspect you long ago planned to reignite our war. I will not cancel the secret meeting and the Mel family will be wiped out."
Winkle's brief pause was fraught with danger. King Wotan shrugged in disappointment and lifted up Gunny.
"But," he interrupted Longbain. "I created a dragon utopia where all creatures can coexist peacefully. Even the monsters from the cursed moon planet, whose evil nature you simply cannot understand. To deny the same treatment to your kind would be hypocritical. If you fairies agree to reaffirm the ancient peace that binds our two races and honor it this time, then I will leave judgment to the evil Mel Odius and her allies. The rest of your kind can rest in peace. ”
"What if not?" Wota
asked. "What if there is no will for peace?"
"If not, I swear, I, Baine the Knight of Vaenquor, will lay waste to all your little kingdoms, destroying them one by one. You will never again threaten my people and my servants. Because I Won't stop until your power is destroyed forever." Winkle blew smoke from his nostrils. "No matter what, there will never be a third fairy dragon war"
The tension in the air became almost unbearable, both sides looking at each other. The golem Rollo and the unpalatable Allison sneak out from his hiding place, ready to join the fight at the first sign of movement; Manlin Victor hesitates to cast a spell; the Valkyries watch waiting for their master, waiting for his orders.
Winkle knew Wotan would attack. Dragonbane knows only violence; he breathes it and lives for it. The idea of compromise was foreign to him.
But he didn't attack.
This alone shocked Winkel, who realized that he was not dealing with the man who had
a
d
After ake defeated him, he spent his whole life avenging his wounded pride. This, this Wotan-shaped creature seemed to be at war with himself.
Long could see the inner conflict in Fomo's face. An evil instinct compels him to settle for nothing but bloody victory; and a voice of reason defends a better course of action.
King Wotan gained a soul and he was changed.
"Yeah." A sad shadow appeared in the corner of the former lord's eyes. "I believe my race is on the wrong track. I admit it. That's why I want no part in Mel's wars and filthy farms. I intend to kill you, fulfill my oath, and completely ignore the war; but obviously, I can't No more sitting on the fence and watching.”
Vankel prepares to summon his Dazzling Theater, but he misreads his master's intentions. Wotan looked at the horizon, as if he could glimpse something beyond it. Perhaps he understood that he was about to make the most important decision of his life.
"show me."
"What do I show you, Longbain?" Vai
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asked.
"This place you created. In this "Utopia", my people can live together as equals with the new people. Show me, and then...then I will know."
"Your Majesty..." a Valkyrie said in a low voice.
"There will be no battle tonight, my Valkyrie," the former lord said, his horse thundering. "However, whether there will be a... knight Baine tomorrow depends on how valuable your words are."
"Then come to Mervyn, you will be surprised." Winkle replied proudly.
King Wotan said nothing, and then pointed his spear north, toward Vietnam and the capital of Vietnam. His horse led him in this direction, followed by his herd of Valkyries.
"Oh my god, it worked." Manling Victor exhaled heavily and breathed a sigh of relief. "This works."
"Have you ever doubted it, minion?" Winkle asked, as nasty Allison and Tinfoil Rollo emerged from their hiding places.
"Yes, yes, I said it!" Manlin admitted. "I was worried that it would end in a fight."
"Either way, I believe you both did the right thing," said Unpalatable Alison. “Even if it doesn’t work out, it’s worth a try.”
"We should introduce Felix to him," Winkle said, an idea flashing through his mind. "Such a delicate and delicate creature can only help the fairy change her mind."
Manlin Victor said nothing, causing the dragon to leer at his cherished friend. "Minion, what are you hiding from me?"
"I ate him!"
Fankle frowned, and his servant fell to his knees under the weight of his sin.
"I ate him!" Manling Victor confessed, bursting into tears. However, the dragon could not tell whether they were happy or sad. “I ate it twice and it was delicious!”
"Minion, I'm very unhappy," Winkle chided his disappointed chief of staff. "Why do you want to eat Felix?"
"Because I hate him!" I hate him so much!"
"Minion, sometimes, you have to ignore your feelings and use your reason." "You should eat the orcs first."
Manlin Victor stopped crying and raised his lovely big eyes to look at his partner. "I ate the cat, your majesty won't be angry, right?"
"Friend Victor, it's your right to eat minions lower on the food chain," Winkle explained. But you have to learn to prioritize. Starting with my least favorite minion and ending with my favorite. I should explain these subtleties to you first. "
Vai
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Definitely should make a list of minion priorities to give his friends some clarity. He would elevate Manling Kia to the middle, tied with Zmey, and push the useless croissant to the bottom…
"I will never forgive you if you ate Moon Veteran Buzz Jelly when you had other options," Wankel said, then realized something was upsetting him. "Friend Victor, how could you eat the same minion twice?"
"Cats have nine lives in Overmond, your Majesty," Unpalatable Alison explained. "They will automatically resurrect one day after they die."
The dryad took a step back as Vaqu'ir's eyes fell on her; unaware that she had embarked on a great discovery.
"Minion, this changes everything I just said!" the dragon announced. "Minions no longer need to eat minions to stave off hunger! Instead, they can eat one that regenerates 9 times! This will save thousands of lives!"
Waikr swore.
Each of his soldiers has his own cat food.
