Flames engulfed the Engineer Warlock's body, and in the firelight, the Engineer Warlock sneered and mocked Neferata's behavior.

"It seems that Nehekhara is going to perish in your hands early. It was supposed to perish in a hundred years."

"What is the original? Where did you come from as a fortune teller? Little mouse? What a pity, no matter what you say, you will not let me keep your life."

Neferata looked at Eski below, with a bit of carelessness and bad taste in her tone.

The look in his eyes was like the animal represented by the pair of vertical pupils, a cat playing with a mouse that was about to be eaten, with a hint of joking.

"I'm really curious. Originally, Prince Alkadiza, the last king of Nehekhara, would choose to unite with the bandits in the desert to attack your Lahmia because of your deception."

"What have you done to allow him to live in harmony with you like this? Just think of it as satisfying a dead man's curiosity."

"Why don't you tell me in person, Alkadiza."

Eski spoke fluently in the Chaos tribal language. He looked at the fair-skinned woman on the throne with disdain. His tail kept swaying behind him, and the white scales rustled the cracks in the ground.

And these

The words directly caused Neferata, who was originally lying on the cushion, to stand up.

The engineering warlock just pointed at her and continued to Alkadiza.

"This woman lost her husband, her brother, four hundred years ago, and her lover, Nagash's most capable lieutenant, Black Arkhan. She was also the first vampire in the world."<

/p>

"Although in summary, she is a poor woman, but no matter how you calculate it, there is no way she can become the queen of Nehekhara."

"But if you don't let her become the queen of Nehekhara, there is no way you can reconcile with her. As far as I know Neferata, she is not such a humble person."

But Alkadiza just stroked the purple lotus hanging on his chest, lowered his eyes, and whispered without looking at the engineering warlock.

"I don't speak the language of the northern barbarians very well."

The engineer smiled and put the last few flax seeds on his tongue.

The tiny magic fulcrum seemed to have taken root on his tongue, causing Esky severe pain, but he was finally able to translate normally.

"Do you want to prevaricate? I know that as a prince, you can understand the language of the northerners."

"After all, I don't have to answer your question, rat monster."

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Chapter completed!