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"What should I do now?" I looked bitter and glared at little King Arthur angrily.
"Huh, Ben Ang didn't do anything wrong." The little guy said something back and refused to admit her mistake. I had no way to deal with her.
Now it’s not just a matter of finding people, there are also adventurers who have worked hard in the City of God’s Punishment to dig into corners. If there are still ant holes, I guess they will dig them out to find out what is going on. The attraction of perfect gems The power is so great.
But now, little King Arthur tells me that the place of test is not in the City of God's Punishment, but in the River of Fire. It doesn't matter if I was tricked, the problem is that the adventurers of the Demon Fortress are tricked.
When we rescue Artoria from the River of Fire, we can guess what the adventurers will be thinking without even thinking, how much resentment they have, saying that I am playing tricks on them, asking everyone to go to the God's Punishment even though they are in the River of Fire. Cheng Zhao clearly wants everyone to be struck by lightning in vain.
Also, it is certain that Rogge's reputation as the third miser will shine even brighter, even surpassing the old drunkard and old man Farah.
Although I don't care about how good my reputation is, it doesn't mean that I want to be full of evil. Bastard, how can you let me hang around in the league after such an embarrassing incident? Do you still believe what I say in the future?
Although little King Arthur is unreasonable, he is a person who has been a king after all. He may know the consequences of losing credibility better than I do, so she was deep in thought, paused, and said.
"The only way for now is to be honest with everyone."
"That's easy to say. It's not you who confess, so of course you don't have to worry." Seeing the little King Arthur saying this in a tone that had nothing to do with him, I replied angrily, but other than this method, it seemed that there was no other way. Nothing more.
"After confessing, I will increase the reward so that the adventurer can feel the sincerity of the mount."
"This is a good idea." I clapped my hands. Indeed, this group of adventurers came here for rewards. If the rewards can be increased, their resentment for the previous wrong information will be diluted.
"It would be best if everyone gets a prize. Regardless of whether they find it or not, as long as they participate, they will be rewarded." The little guy said without fear of shying away, thinking that she was the Elf King who ruled the continent and had countless resources and treasures.
"That's easy for you to say. With more than a thousand adventurers, what can I give as a reward?" I glared and said.
More than a thousand...more than a thousand...unless it's a reward of a thousand gold coins per person. If it's more, I won't be able to get out that many gold coins. Whoever saves so many gold coins would have already fused them into gems.
But a thousand gold coins is only equivalent to a broken gem. For adventurers in the second world, it is equivalent to drizzle. It can also fool a newbie. How can I be embarrassed to use it? I only know how to use it. It only further cements Rogge’s reputation as the third stingy person.
What about rejuvenation potions? Apart from gold coins and gems, this is the most valuable thing on my body. I used to boast that I could use it to take a bath, but now that I think about it, I realize that even though it’s useless for taking a bath, it’s still not enough.
"The mount is really useless. It's poor. It's extremely poor. Not to mention Ben Ang's feat of rewarding more than 100,000 meritorious soldiers in one go. Even Tracy can easily come up with something like that."
"One of you is the Elf King, and the other is the Red Dragon Queen, and I'm just a poor working elder!" I angrily lifted the coffee table in my mind. Are you here to show off your wealth to me? You're the king with just one hand, be careful I throw the master ball at you!
"Your Highness..." Carolie hesitated, but finally spoke.
"Your Highness is the prince of our Elf clan. Our clan can definitely get this reward."
"How is this possible? After all, the elves don't have many resources right now. Although it is true that they have a huge foundation, Grandma Arlandan and Artoria have drastically changed the status quo of the elves in recent years, which has cost a lot, and This kind of action may continue for decades or hundreds of years, so why don’t we save some money in other places.”
I waved my hand and refused, because Huang Duanzi's maid is the intelligence leader, and she often participates in the management of clan affairs. She told me these situations when we were chatting. Of course, in fact, this is just an excuse. No matter how hard the elves are, The heavy investment in development is not short of the rewards of more than a thousand people. I just don’t want to rely on the elves.
"Zhen Su can't do anything about the face-saving mount." Seeing my stubborn words, little King Arthur shook his head helplessly, looking very proud, "It seems that this stupid mount can only rely on its master. It can't do anything without the master." arrogant expression.
"There is nothing I can do, so Ben Ang will give special support to Nai. After all, Ben Ang also has some responsibility for this matter."
Not just a little bit, but most of it! I slammed the coffee table again angrily, and then froze.
I saw little King Arthur constantly shaking out many shiny things, gems, equipment, potions, everything, and they all seemed to be high-quality products. Why could I see it at a glance? Because inside, I didn’t see a single gold coin, not even gems below the full level. It can be imagined that this arrogant little king must not bother to pick up [rags] and [trash].
In the pile of equipment, I even saw several pieces of dark gold and green equipment. At that time, my legs went weak and I suddenly felt sad.
In his more than ten years of struggle in the Dark Continent, the equipment that exploded from monsters seemed not as numerous as the pile in front of him.
"You...where are you from?"
I opened my mouth in surprise and stammered, could it be that this little guy left a treasure before his death hundreds of thousands of years ago, waiting to be resurrected to collect it? Impossible. If this is the case, it should be more luxurious. Who is King Arthur who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years? She is richer than the entire alliance with just one finger, and she can probably use the perfect gems to build walls and build a blindingly bright castle.
"Humph." Seeing my dumbfounded look, little King Arthur's vanity was greatly satisfied. The proud golden hair stood up straight and kept spinning at high speed.
"When the mount fell into the hell world, these were Su Benang's trophies."
"Impossible." I took a look and found that many of the dark gold equipment were of the essence level, as well as more than a dozen perfect gems, and high-level runes. I immediately knelt down, feeling a sense of sadness in my heart that I was so good at it. .
"Such a good thing can only be found in Demon King-level monsters at least. How can you, little one, kill Demon King-level monsters?" I kept poking little King Arthur's face and asked in doubt.
With King Arthur's fighting power, if she is said to be able to defeat Demon King-level monsters in the realm, I believe it. However, defeating and killing are different concepts. I have said it many times before that monsters that have reached Demon King level , most of them have one or two life-saving abilities. Do you think it is easy for them to get into the realm of demon kings? It must have been hundreds or thousands of years at least. Have you lived on a dog for all these years?
"A rude person, an arrogant and rude mount. There is no doubt about Ben Ang's strength, and his face is not easy to touch." Seeing that I doubted her and dared to poke her noble face casually, little King Arthur struck out with his sword. He stabbed him and shouted angrily.
"Who says I'm being casual? I'm doing this very seriously." I said with a serious look on my face.
"It's not okay to be serious. If I don't say it's okay, I won't be able to do it."
"Then when will you say yes?"
"I can't do it. I can't do it all the time." Little King Arthur was bullied by me again and his eyes filled with tears.
"That's not possible. With such a soft and cute little face, if I don't poke it for a day, I won't be able to sleep for a day."
"Don't say Ben Ang is cute, Ben Ang is not cute, Ben Ang is very majestic!" The little guy finally couldn't bear it anymore and chased me around seven times with his sword.
"Okay, let's get down to business. I can't take these things from you either." After the fight was over, I immediately put on my Chinese character face.
"Why, why, I'll give you the mount as a reward for this valuable thing. You can't give up the mount." The little guy was unhappy.
"Listen to me, these things of yours have different values. How can you reward more than a thousand people at the same time? Some people get a complete gem, and some get a flawless gem. Do you think the former will be mentally unbalanced? ? Don’t worry about the scarcity but the inequality. As a king, you should understand such a simple truth."
"Uh-huh, of course Ben Ang understands." The little guy lowered his head in grievance, and his small eyelashes were moist and misty. Although she understood the truth, she felt uncomfortable being rejected by the mount. This was probably what he meant.
"Okay, okay, I've already thought about it, please put these things away quickly."
Seeing the little guy putting things away reluctantly, I looked calm and unfazed on the surface, but in my heart I was holding the pillar and banging against the wall desperately, causing my head to bleed and my brain to splatter.
I need to save face, I am a chauvinist, and I am usually very good at selling my integrity, right? Aren’t you usually plucking every hair, so why are you plucking hairs? Why is it that I'm suddenly in deep trouble today? I can't even wear the best equipment, but I can just ask the little king for a few perfect gems and runes!
To sum it up, being a man is so tiring, I might as well transform into the Holy Moon Wise Wolf - just kidding.
When you say you have a secret in your mind, you are not bragging. You have actually thought about what you want to take. Or is it a revitalizing potion? I don't have that much on me? It doesn't matter, just borrow it from Raphael. The senbei people in the third world have already used fake microwave ovens that can synthesize rejuvenation potions, and they have a certain amount of them. They don't usually use that much, so they collect a few thousand bottles. Not difficult at all.
The rejuvenation potion is also a good thing for adventurers in the second world who have not yet popularized copycat microwave ovens. It does not mean a price reduction, but at least it will make them feel that it is worth the money and that the help is not in vain.
The difficulty is that this is borrowing, and you have to pay it back. When I think of Raphael's little devil's personality, I feel a pain in my ass and balls, tired and unloved, and dead and helpless.
There is no other way. I have to inform Uncle Ma Daou about this matter and let him handle it. I want to find a way to notify all the adventurers who are still wandering around the City of God's Punishment. It is impossible for me to notify them one by one. How much time would that waste?
This task was taken over by Caroline. As a loyal little maid, she has been watching me being struck by lightning these days without being able to do anything about it. She has accumulated a lot of self-blame in her heart, so once she has her Whatever she can do, she will rush to do it.
I was very confident in Carolie's speed and did not refuse. I just told her some specific matters and asked her not to forget to remind Uncle Mario.
After giving the order, Carole swept away silently, while I took little King Arthur into the passage to rest. This way I could avoid the lightning strikes of the City of God's Punishment and not be choked by the strong sulfur smell of the River of Fire. nose.
After only waiting for about two hours, Carolie came back with good news, saying that Uncle Ma Daou had agreed. As for how he informed the adventurers who were still wandering in the City of God's Punishment, I couldn't care less. .
Passing the long stone staircase, we soon came to the River of Fire. The dazzling dark red lava, the pungent smell of sulfur, and the pervasive evil atmosphere will make people come here for the first time. I thought I was in the world of hell.
As someone who has experienced it, I can tell the other party responsibly that the world of hell is much more dangerous than here. At best, this place can only be regarded as a small garden outside the gate of hell.
I already knew what the River of Fire was like, so I was calm and calm, but little King Arthur was stunned and showed anger again, but this time he just muttered something in secret. She probably knew that, no matter how aggressive he was, Even if he wields a toothpick sword, the murderer will not just surrender.
This time I can tell little King Arthur very seriously and with certainty that the murderer who turned this place into a hellish scene is definitely one of the three demons. Big Pineapple can't be wrong. If he is wrong, I will chop off my head and kick it like a ball. .
"Diablo..." King Arthur murmured this name, with a fierce light in his eyes, which actually made me shiver.
But then, she shook her head dejectedly.
"No, if you leave it alone, I won't bother it."
"Why?" I was curious. How could this tyrant tolerate this?
"Because Ben Ang said that both the three demon gods and the four demon kings are the prey of you and Artoria. They are also difficulties that the entire Dark Continent must face. As a reborn person, Ben Ang is an outsider. People, this world, this continent, and this era no longer belong to Ben Ang, and are no longer on Ben Ang's stage, so they cannot participate. After Ben Ang's resurrection, his only purpose is to rebuild Utopia and turn the past into Ben Ang's hometown. The twelve knights who died proudly are resurrected."
Little King Arthur rarely showed a solemn expression in a serious manner when she said this. The faint but unignorable majesty emanating from her body made me put back my original joking words and lowered my head in frustration.
I remembered that the little guy seemed to have said something like this before, saying that she was an outsider and would not really participate in this battle. Maybe she didn't want to disrupt some kind of balance?
When I thought of the word balance, I suddenly had an inexplicable enlightenment in my heart, and I vaguely understood the difficulties of little King Arthur.
It seems...she is not so heartless. She says that she is an outsider, but she really does not help at all. After all, she created the Elf Kingdom with her own hands, so she will have some feelings, so it is okay to help once or twice.
It's not that she won't help, but that she can't help, at least not until she has that strength, because some people don't want to break the balance. If little King Arthur joins this battle with his transcendent power, angrily slays the four demon kings and fights the three demon gods, then This will inevitably lead to the action of various hidden forces. At that time, the simple war between the Dark Continent and the Hell Clan will become more complicated and uncontrollable.
Akala and Yalandlan must have figured this out a long time ago, so even if little King Arthur is resurrected, they do not place too many expectations on little King Arthur, and still entrust the important task of saving the continent to me and Artori elegant.
After thinking about this, I looked at the little King Arthur again, and suddenly I saw a trace of hidden helplessness and unwillingness on her serious face.
As strong as she is, as domineering as she is, she can't do whatever she wants. It's not that she doesn't want to do it, but she can't. Although the little guy is arrogant and unreasonable, has killed countless people, and is full of tyrant attributes, he knows very well in his heart that he can rely on himself for anything. The power is resolved with the force of thunder and storm. Everything must be endured and endured again and again until the moment of counterattack comes.
She must have been very tired in her last life, I suddenly had this thought in my mind, and I unconsciously stretched out my hands, holding the little King Arthur in my hands, and then put her on my head.
If I remember correctly, this was probably the first time I took the initiative to sit on her head.
"Mount, be good." As if sensing my comfort, the little guy's expression softened and he stretched out his little hand to touch my head gently.
"Okay, don't think about these messy things. Let's set off. It's important to find Artoria quickly!"
"Let's go, let's go." The little guy also forgot who turned the world he created into a hell. He was so excited that he waved his toothpick sword and pointed forward majestically. The little king was full of momentum.
Because the sea of magma is relatively stable and rarely fluctuates, the river of fire is dotted with platform channels formed by magma rocks, which are densely distributed like spider webs and extend for an unknown amount of time. Even now, there are still adventurers who have not yet Explore unknown areas.
And our main target is these unknown areas. Since King Arthur said that it is not a place that normal people can find, then it must be hidden in these places. Yeah, yeah, I am really smart.
Within a day or two, adventurers came to the River of Fire one after another. It seemed that Uncle Ma Da'ou's work efficiency was not low, and Akara's eyesight was even better. He just discovered him from Uncle Mario who was engrossed in the blacksmith business. His other talents... his talents as a handyman, eh.
In the River of Fire, there are no annoying lightnings. I will not let these adventurers find me easily. Once I encounter them, I will have to use official words again, which is a serious waste of time. I guess the adventurers don’t want to listen to my unskilled chatter. Whew, it just saves everyone trouble.
On the third day after arriving at the River of Fire, I finally couldn't stand the dazzling dark red lava that had eroded the entire world. I found a lava platform that didn't spawn monsters. I set up a tent and dug in. The Holy Moon Wolf Just a faint breath of power is needed, and it is an environmentally friendly and energy-saving humanoid self-propelled air conditioner. The whole tent is suddenly cold. In a ghost place like the River of Fire, it is like heaven. No wonder little King Arthur likes to go there these days. Drill in my arms.
In the dead of night, the sleeping Carole seemed to notice something, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.
What comes into view is a stunning beautiful scenery. In a place like the River of Fire, which is shaped like hell, there is no beautiful scenery. Therefore, what appears in Kaluge's eyes is not the scenery, but the people are like pictures, and the pictures are like scenery. .
That was the perfect posture of the Holy Moon Wolf. Even in a deep sleep, her body still exuded a faint, refreshing and soft moonlight. It even made Carole forget that she was in the river of fire, as if she was in a poetic place. Picturesque and quiet forest.
His Highness revealed his identity to him before setting off, because for the sake of cultivation, there was really no way to hide it. Thinking about it this way, when he was looking for King Arthur in the third world, His Highness did not allow himself to rest in the same tent in order to serve. Instead, he called Ai Wa'er in. At that time, he was still very sad secretly, and even... even a little jealous of Ai Wa'er. Looking back now, it was probably because of Ai Wa'er's secret until His Highness, His Highness put her Call into the tent and cover for him.
Thinking of this, Carolie felt a lot better. It turned out that His Highness did not hate her or alienate herself. However, she still felt a little bit disgusted. After all, she was later than Aiwa'er to know about His Highness's transformation. , I think I just met Aiwaer in the third world, and I and His Highness...
No, no, as a maid, how can you have such offensive thoughts? Carolie shook her head quickly, with a touch of blush on her pure and beautiful face.
Before revealing his identity, His Highness repeatedly told him not to be surprised. At that time, he felt a little surprised. Only when he saw His Highness's appearance did he realize that what he said was true. He could actually... turn into this.
Her eyes fell on Saint Yue Xianlang again, and on her face, Carolie couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Elves are born with a more demanding and passionate interest in things like beauty than other races, even Kaluge is no exception. The beauty that elves pursue is no longer superficial in appearance, but deep in temperament. , in spirit, even the unity of spirit and form.
For example, Lady Sarah, her appearance is unparalleled. So far, I have never seen anyone who can defeat Lady Sarah in appearance. However, if we have to compare based on the definition of beauty in Colgate's heart, Colgate is the opposite. I think Her Majesty the Queen is more beautiful than Lady Sarah. This conclusion has no favoritism at all. It is also a comparison that cannot be described in data and words. Her Majesty the Queen only loses in appearance, but in terms of temperament, momentum, will, and spirit, she is more beautiful than Lady Sarah. Lady Sarah is much more powerful.
but……
Similarly, the His Highness in front of me, with this appearance, may be inferior to those stunning girls in appearance, but... But, how should I describe it? In the eyes of Carol, this is a kind of flawless perfection, even better than Your Majesty.
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