The moment I stepped into the hall again, dozens of eyes with different colors immediately focused on me. Time seemed to be frozen, and everyone's movements were frozen in mid-air.
"oh----"
After a while, the mercenaries on our side cheered loudly, as if they were fans with bad behavior celebrating their team's victory. They put their arms around each other and clapped each other. If they had glass bottles in their hands, I believe them. Will throw it out without hesitation.
This is a duel that determines their life and death. Although life and death have long been ignored, the duel between masters, especially the one-on-three disparity, still makes them involuntarily pay attention to the battle situation, and then have their own thoughts. Destiny resonated strongly.
"Haha, okay, well done..."
The fat prince kept rubbing his hands, trying to move forward, but he seemed to recall my cold attitude, so he could only retract his gestures and spin around excitedly on the spot. Even the organizer breathed a sigh of relief and tensed up. The expression on his face instantly dropped, and he seemed to be wary of this strange duel. After all, it was one on three at the same level, and no one with a little bit of brains would think they had the slightest chance of winning.
On the contrary, the eight mercenaries on Jehein's side had expressions of disbelief and despair. After spending some time with the three Tuks, these mercenaries already had a general understanding of their strength. , in their eyes, the three masters who seemed invincible were actually defeated by a mysterious man in a cloak in less than a minute.
"Prince Aziz, I think now is not the time to be happy."
Seeing their faces filled with joy and forgetfulness, I couldn't help but whisper.
After being reminded like this, Prince Aziz and the organizers seemed to remember. Even if you get the throne, you may not be able to sit firmly. You have to deal with replacement matters, appease the people, and suppress the royalists... Every aftermath work is no easier than tonight's battle.
Prince Aziz still had some abilities. He quickly woke up from his ecstasy and smiled sheepishly on his round, fat face. He glanced at me gratefully, and then showed a solemn look. What happens next depends on the political skills of these people, and I can't be of much help.
While I was concentrating with my eyes closed, Prince Aziz first calmed the other eight restless mercenaries. These high-level mercenaries were precious resources. How could he be willing to give them up? Then he announced the names of the participants in this operation. award. The mercenaries cheered enthusiastically again.
And completely different from the joyful atmosphere here, not far away, Jie Hain was sitting on the imperial chair, as if he was demented, silently watching all this happen...
With the support of Jasmine. They were escorted out of the hall by several mercenaries. When passing by me, Molisha stopped slightly, turned to look at me, and her thin, wing-like lips moved slightly. No sound was made though. But I still guessed the meaning from the mouth shape.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Then, the two quietly walked out of the hall under the supervision of the mercenaries. The declining figures supporting each other were gradually swallowed up by the darkness. According to the agreement with Princess Sanwu, Jie Hain would spend his remaining years in a small courtyard. His wife, son and daughter will also accompany him. Perhaps, such an ending would not matter to Jehain. For Princess Sanwu, she is the most perfect.
Under the control of Prince Aziz, the mercenaries in the hall were assigned various tasks in an orderly manner. Even the eight original soldiers sent by Jehain, Prince Aziz boldly gave them very important tasks, using his own With his trust, it was easy for these eight mercenaries to really feel at ease, and gained their gratitude and temporary loyalty. He is indeed an expert in politics, and I am becoming more and more optimistic about the abilities of Prince Aziz.
When I came back to my senses, at some point, there were only three people in the entire hall: me, Prince Aziz and the organizer.
"I think, Prince... no, I should call you His Majesty the King. I think you should already know my identity."
I no longer hesitated to take off my hat. It was no secret that the elders of the Adventurer Alliance came to Lu Gaoyin. The ministers who greeted me in the hall with Jie Hain that day all knew that someone who was ambitious and was a prince It is even more impossible for Aziz not to know. After all, I think this shrewd Majesty Aziz must have guessed my identity.
"Azi is truly grateful to have received the great help from His Excellency the Elder."
Sure enough, he covered his chest with one hand without any surprise. He gave me a slight salute in the manner of expressing gratitude from the Western Kingdom.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite. What I did was just for the entire Adventurer Alliance." I smiled back at Prince Az's gratitude.
"Your Majesty Elder, you are too self-effacing. Without your Adventurer Alliance, I am afraid that the entire Dark Continent would have turned into a hell on earth."
"Your Majesty, you are serious. In fact, most adventurers in the alliance are just fighting for their own interests. There is nothing worthy of praise." I smiled, showing what I had learned from the old businessman Lane, and said with a smile. The conversation changed.
"However, in the process of selfishness, we adventurers have done some good things indirectly. Although we don't expect to be thanked by people, it would be too aggrieved for us if they still obstruct our actions in every possible way. That’s right, this action is also for the future of the entire Western Kingdom. After all, our alliance does not have strong restraints on adventurers. If it really triggers a riot, then we will be ashamed. I hope His Majesty Az can understand."
"What the hell, my cousin was so ignorant that he made a big mistake." Prince Aziz seemed to think of the adventurers rioting and swarming towards the palace. His ball-like head swished. Leaving in a cold sweat.
"It would be great if His Majesty Aziz can understand. I hope you can keep this operation a secret for us."
"Of course, of course."
"Your Majesty has a lot of affairs, so I won't disturb you too much. I kindly ask that your Majesty can properly handle the aftermath. Let the entire Western Kingdom avoid chaos and disaster, otherwise our alliance will be guilty."
"Three days, at most three days later, I will let Your Excellency the Elder see a stable Lu Gaoyin." Having said this, Prince Aziz's eyes shone with confidence.
"Your Majesty said that, so I'm relieved. By the way, about the Jehain family. I hope that Your Majesty can ensure their safety as agreed in advance." The figure of Molisha flashed across my mind, and I couldn't help but blurt it out.
"Elder, please rest assured. He is also my cousin after all. I will take good care of him."
"Then I'll take my leave." I felt like the mission was finally completed, and my tone became a little lighter.
After bidding farewell to Prince Aziz, the organizer retired and followed me until I left the palace. He had to report to Ryan, so he hurriedly said goodbye to me and left.
The next day, the news of Prince Aziz's usurpation of the throne soon caused an uproar. When I went out, I saw that the streets and alleys that used to be crowded with people were much quieter now. The doors and windows of every house were closed, everyone was in danger, and there was a lifeless atmosphere. Only the Adventurer's Paradise was still noisy, and some bars even sang songs to celebrate Jehaine's resignation - these adventurers are not afraid of anything. host. If it weren't for alliance control. I'm afraid they had already organized themselves and quietly killed Jie Hain.
However, on the third day, the expected commotion did not occur. Even the number of soldiers patrolling by the king did not increase. They looked peaceful and stable. Most people couldn't help but poke their heads out of the window and looked at themselves curiously. Familiar soldiers patrolled back and forth. The bolder ones even started to go out to inquire. The constant flow of good news brought relief to the common people, most of whom did not care who became king. They just want to know whether they can live a stable life.
So, on the last day that Aziz vowed to promise, that is, the fourth day, Lu Gaoyin, known as the business kingdom and the city of jewelry, has started to make noise again. Although it has not reached the previous level, it can be After achieving this level in just three days, we have nothing to be harsh on. I believe that with the ability of Prince Aziz, no, it should be said that His Majesty Aziz, the entire Western Kingdom will gradually stabilize.
Feeling at ease, I am preparing to leave Lu Gaoyin, practicing while completing the tasks assigned by Akara.
What? Isn't the task completed? Come on, I just killed three fallen ones. At most, I can only clear out three big fish. There are still many small fish making trouble outside. The mission completion rate is estimated to be less than 10. Now I just pray that those small fish will not mess up. There are big fish, namely career changers.
However, just as I was haggling with a stall owner selling dried meat on the roadside, I was informed that His Majesty Aziz, who we finally took some time out of our busy schedule, wanted to see me.
Curious, I followed the soldiers to the palace. I was completely confused and kept wondering in my mind, what else could happen to me?
After not seeing each other for a few days, His Majesty, the fat man, has lost a lot of weight. There are two big dark circles under his eyes. He looks a bit more funny than a panda. It seems that he has not slept much in the past few days. Being a king is worthy of losing weight. The only rule of thumb is to give it a try to women who want to lose weight.
Although his body was tired, he was in good spirits. His two fat eyes were rolling around. When he saw me coming, he hurriedly came over to greet me. His enthusiasm was as if we had once cut off the chicken head. Just like yellow paper.
As the saying goes, being courteous for nothing is a traitor or a thief. I immediately woke up and started chatting with him. The strange thing was that I talked a lot of nonsense, but it seemed that he refused to reveal his intention. Is Your Majesty Fat Pig really cautious enough?
After talking nonsense for a long time, the only thing I learned is that Az's brain is proportional to his body. The content in his head is no less than that of a polymath. He even dabbles in magic and melee combat, but he doesn't have the talent. , can only stay at the theoretical stage.
Compared with his extensive knowledge, the things in my brain pale in comparison. Fortunately, the other party is very good at observing words and emotions, and there was no embarrassing situation. Just when I was a little impatient, Aziz finally pretended Said casually.
"Well, Your Excellency, Elder, is visiting our country. You must not have a suitable place to stay."
"Although I don't have a house, my senior suite at the Brave Hotel is already very nice." I was a little curious. Why is this fat pig doing this when he has nothing to do?
"How can this work? Although a high-end hotel can barely accommodate you, it can't be as comfortable as home. As the head of a country, how can I let distinguished guests stay in such a place?"
Aziz's eyes were wide open and he looked generous and decisive, as if if I continued to stay in the hotel, I would lose the face of the Western Kingdom and affect the stability and harmony of the people. It just hinders the prosperity and development of society.
By the way, am I Godzilla?
"So, ahem, of course we know that Your Excellency the Elder is carefree and regards money as dirt, but for the sake of the face of the entire kingdom, and in order to prevent outsiders from slandering this king as stingy and shabby, and neglecting the envoys. Please, Your Excellency the Elder, please accept this small kindness. "
After speaking, he took out a copper keychain from his pocket.
"What?" I stared blankly as he put the key into his hand, and then stared at him blankly again.
"This is a small house I bought before. I can't use it anymore. I hope the elders can take it." Aziz explained with a smile.
"Oh. You're welcome then. Do you have anything else?" I didn't want to put it in my pocket. Az was dumbfounded as I accepted the key without hesitation, quite speechless. In his opinion, whether it was sincerity or hypocrisy. The other party will try their best to shirk it. It took him a long time to prepare a foolproof advice, but he accepted it so readily without expecting it to happen, which made him feel as helpless as a punch in the air.
"No...it's okay."
After a while, Aziz said in a dumbfounded voice. Looking at the other person's leaving figure, he shook his head helplessly - this elder really has a personality. But it's not annoying.
I shook the key in my hand blankly. He couldn't figure out why Aziz gave him a house for no reason. Do you want to bribe the higher-ups? It's unlikely. He should also know that he has nothing on hand that can attract me. Even the throne I'm currently sitting on, it's not difficult to get it if I'm serious about it.
Moreover, even if you want to deliver it, there is no need to take time out of your busy schedule to hand it over in person. You can just ask a soldier to deliver it.
"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out." I murmured, shaking my head.
Under the leadership of the soldiers, I soon arrived in front of a white two-story Arab building.
This villa is not big, with a bit of a Western country villa style. It is surrounded by an iron fence more than two meters high. It is painted white. Through the fence, you can see a small yard inside, with a gravel pavement in the middle. A small path leads directly to the door of the villa. On both sides of the path are lush gardens. The garden is not big, and there are no precious fountain statues. But it is surprisingly warm and peaceful, making people want to lie down on the grass and sleep. Impulsively during a nap.
The main body of the entire villa, a white two-story building carved from marble, has a bright and majestic style. Although it is quite small and exquisite compared to other nearby nouveau riche-like luxury buildings, it does not feel cheaper at all.
It seems that Aziz is very considerate. If he gave me a huge luxury villa, I might live in a more awkward place. This size is just right. Since it will not make people feel empty, I can still relax in the villa. Room for a walk.
From the bottom of my heart, I fell in love with this exquisite and elegant little villa. Even if Aziz wants to regret it now, it's too late. I will never give it back to him. Hehe, looking around, I suddenly found that the surroundings looked familiar. Khan, this place is less than a thousand steps away from Ryan's villa. Is it a coincidence? Or is it Aziz’s careful arrangement?
After leaving the soldiers behind, I walked around, and the more I looked, the more satisfied I became. The only slight flaw was that on the grass behind the house, for some reason, a tall round building suddenly stood up, like a landlord's house. It looks like a granary. Compared with the elegant and peaceful atmosphere around it, it seems very inconsistent. If you look closely, you can see that this circular building is very new. There are even some signs of wetness on it. It should have been newly completed in the past few days.
Forget it, ignore it first, I shook my head, walked around the villa and returned to the main entrance, took out the key from my pocket, inserted it, twisted it, and with a crisp "click" sound, I gently clicked the key. Push, and the thick solid wood door slowly unfolds.
Opposite the door, a white figure stood there quietly, with her two small hands folded under her belly, her feet standing side by side, and her body straight, like a maid welcoming her master back.
"Welcome back, Master."
With indifferent eyes, she bowed gracefully.
"bump----"
The door was closed by me forcefully. It was an illusion. This must be an illusion. I covered my forehead and leaned against the door and groaned. I readjusted my mood and pushed the door open again.
"Welcome back, my master, let's eat first----"
"bump----"
I closed the door again, then walked around the villa, murmuring something. This was an exorcism spell I learned from an old monk when I was at Rogge Camp, and sprinkled some on the wall that was said to have the ability to exorcise The evil spirit (a ghost sleeping in the necklace sneezed), the holy water that suppresses the effects of the house.
When I opened the door with hope again, I still saw the white figure, the bright yellow eyes that lacked emotion, and the maid's posture that was so standard that it seemed as if it had been measured with a ruler.
"Welcome back, my master, should you eat first, take a bath first, or say----"
"bump----"
I closed the door expressionlessly, turned around and left. This house is haunted and I can't live in it. Find that dead fat pig to change my house!
