Doyel clenched the wine glass in his hand so tightly it seemed he might shatter it, yet he dared not actually do so.
He raised his head, looking at Ye Qiyan who was leaning against the balcony railing, and said in a deep voice:
"Adventurer, sir, I will pretend I never heard what you said. Please, say no more. I am the Legion Commander of the Fourth Crown Prince, I must... remain loyal to him."
He downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Doyel turned and left without another word.
"I originally thought this was just an ordinary station world. Now it seems, it shouldn't be boring."
"What do you think, Lisette?"
The maid standing silently to the side blinked, revealed a smile, and once again took out that camera and pressed the shutter.
Click—
"Ahem... then take a few more pictures."
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From noon on the second day, the Fourth Prince Manster gathered all his military forces together. He rejected Legion Commander Doyel's request for a forced march.
He led the legion, beginning to march south.
For every city they passed through, he would gather the remaining troops and win over the people's hearts.
And any Goblin legions they encountered were easily dealt with by Ye Qiyan.
They marched like this for nearly a week.
At the edge of a city wall that had just been shattered by the Steam King's cannons, Ye Qiyan sat leisurely, looking down at the Fourth Prince performing below and yawning.
His gaze shifted sideways, seeing the Legion Commander with a bitter expression walking up, his face full of gloom.
"Well, Legion Commander Doyel, what are you doing here too? Shouldn't you be attending the banquet at this time?"
Doyel's hands were clenched into tight fists. He came before Ye Qiyan, his whole body trembling as he said:
"Sir... how much longer will it take for us to pass through this area? Could we borrow your Train to arrive faster?"
"That question seems like one you shouldn't be asking me."
Ye Qiyan extended a finger, pointing down at Manster who was continuously giving speeches below.
"He is my contractor. What should be done should all be decided by him."
He looked at Doyel with a smile.
"Moreover, I remember you said before that you are loyal to this prince. If he's not in a hurry, why are you?"
Doyel gritted his teeth, his body trembling even more violently.
"News has come from the Imperial Capital. The defending legions are about to be completely wiped out. If this continues, the Imperial Capital will surely fall. The Emperor and the residents will all die at the hands of the Goblins, yet we are still stuck here..."
"What does that have to do with me?"
Ye Qiyan swirled his wine glass, looking at the man before him with a playful gaze.
"You're so eager to go back. Is there someone important to you in the Imperial Capital?"
"Naturally, it is His Majesty the Emperor..."
"Really?"
Snap—
A crisp snap of fingers echoed in the air.
Ye Qiyan's tone remained steady, but to Doyel's ears, it became incredibly loud and clear.
He looked up at the young man before him as if looking up at the heavens.
"Tell me, what is your wish?"
[Demon Card · Bewitchment]
Thump, thump—
Doyel felt his heartbeat accelerating wildly. The trembling of his body increased frantically until he could no longer support himself and knelt on the ground.
"I... I... I want to go back. My wife, my daughter, they are still in the Imperial Capital. Sir, I beg you, I beg you. You possess power. You can surely save the Imperial Capital. No, save my wife and daughter!"
What Imperial Capital.
What Emperor.
What Crown Prince?
Even the most loyal person must make a choice when it concerns the lives of their wife and daughter.
Doyel was struggling.
As the Legion Commander of the Imperial Legion, under the whispers of this demon, he made his choice.
"I beg you! I beg you!"
"Please save the Imperial Capital! Save my wife and daughter!"
"I am willing to pay any price! My life, my soul! Take it all!"
Madness shone in Doyel's eyes.
His spirit was already on the verge of collapse under the constant stream of bad news from the Imperial Capital these past days.
Every day he pleaded with the Fourth Prince Manster to speed up the march to save the Imperial Capital.
But anyone with eyes could see clearly that what that Fourth Prince wanted was for the Imperial Capital to fall, then he would lead his legion to retake it, and relying on the power of Ye Qiyan, this powerful adventurer from another realm, help him become the new Emperor.
And what this plan would sacrifice were merely the "common folk" who were insignificant in Manster's eyes.
Think about it.
When the Imperial Capital falls, and a prince descends from the heavens to save the people.
In the present, after the Old Emperor's death, who wouldn't support him becoming the new Emperor?
Therefore, Manster rejected Doyel's pleas, even though he clearly understood what terrible things would happen to the city's residents if the Goblins captured the Imperial Capital.
Even though he knew that the wives and children of Doyel and the soldiers under his command also lived in the Imperial Capital.
Ye Qiyan put down his wine glass, looked at Doyel, raised the corners of his mouth, and put on an expression of being deeply troubled.
"Is that so... I sympathize with your plight, but... you understand, after all, the one who offered the coin was that Prince Manster~"
"This is a transaction."
Doyel bowed his head deeply. Trembling, he took out a very pink-looking small pouch from his chest.
Clearly, this was not the handiwork of such a Legion Commander.
From this small pouch, he took out the only dark golden, circular object.
"I... only have this one..."
His voice trembled, his body trembled, his heart also trembled.
"My daughter... found it... I, I pray every day, pray for a powerful adventurer to come to this world, to save us... Sir... I know it's very little, but... this is all I have."
"I beg you, treat it as the most insignificant of transactions."
"Just... just let me board your Train, go to the Imperial Capital. Just... just save my wife and daughter, that's all..."
Under the starry night, the moonlight happened to shine upon the Train Coin in Doyel's hand.
The dark golden light it reflected, though not particularly dazzling, was... exceptionally eye-catching.
Ye Qiyan looked at Doyel, looked at that single Train Coin, and the smile on his face grew increasingly rich.
"If this is a transaction~"
"The content... needs to be changed a bit."
He extended his hand and accepted the coin that Doyel offered with both hands.
"My Train does not welcome outsiders, so taking you to the Imperial Capital is impossible."
"However..."
His gaze shifted to Manster below and the many nobles surrounding him with flattery.
"I do hate wasting too much time on an ordinary matter."
"Just like now."
A Level 8 Platform. If it weren't for completing the mission, Ye Qiyan would have long since taken Lisette and the others to slaughter every last Goblin in this station world.
But, what is the mission?
Is it the Fourth Prince Manster wanting to become Emperor?
No...
This is a mission platform.
And based on past experience.
In a mission platform, the person or thing that can truly bring him the hidden mission content will most likely exist at the location where the Train stopped.
Where did the Train stop?
It stopped at the battlefield.
Who was on the battlefield?
Doyel, and his legion.
And the Fourth Prince Manster?
He was far, far away~
So then.
Where is the real mission that needs to be completed in this mission platform?
This ordinary Train Coin tossed up and down in Ye Qiyan's hand.
He smiled as he walked past Doyel.
"Let the content of the transaction change to this: I will lead you and your legion to fight your way back to the Imperial Capital. As for those who only want to waste time~ that is not within the scope of our transaction."
"Mr. Doyel, what to do, you decide."
The demon~ is whispering.
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