Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 116, Mr. Jin is sincere and does not deceive me

"not that simple!"

Heleka, who stretched out a finger, said to his companion firmly.

I saw him sitting cross-legged on the desert, talking endlessly to the fat man opposite him about his various opinions on this big event that was enough to be recorded in the annals of the kingdom.

He put one hand on the ground to support the weight of his upper body, and the other hand made various movements in front of him in line with his speech.

"This Memphis chaos is not that simple. As I just said, there must be deep connections and goals under the banner. Don't use your brain to imagine the thoughts of those big people. The height gap is what you can see The same thing is completely different! Heleka, your vision is still too short-sighted, you are easily attracted by the flashy surface, and you can’t discover their inner essence and connection through the details.”

The obese man is very used to the style of this coquettish, stinky fart guy who deserves a beating. After all, they have been trained under the same adult since childhood, but they are still dizzy and blinded by this bastard. It took a while to react.

Immediately after reacting, the obese man Heleka organized a language counterattack based on past experience and asked:

"Then what do you say is the inner connection and essence?"

"Forehead……"

Heleka, who had finished throwing the three axes, was speechless and found that he really hadn't thought about this question... His straight nose seemed to have collapsed a little when asked...

It's all because those bastards made him delay a lot of time, and he almost couldn't make it back before the deadline... Otherwise, the great and wise Lord Heleka would have discovered these problems long ago!
The wise Heleka thought so, and then his nose straightened up again.

As a result, his resentment towards those guys who played with sand deepened, "I...ahem, I'm still thinking, this can't be figured out overnight..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually he I can barely hear my own voice,
Ever since, he realized that something was wrong, and he couldn't come back, he changed the subject abruptly and forcibly. "By the way, we came too early, I haven't played enough, we didn't need to agree on such an early deadline, right, Heleka!"

The fat man said in a simple manner, the strange thing is that when he said these important things, all the simplicity and softness before disappeared, cold and rigid, his magnetic voice was a little bit lower, like a strict old-fashioned teacher.

"This is our obligation and the meaning of our existence. Don't always think about doing your own thing, Heleka."

"Yes yes yes..." Heleka found out speechlessly that he accidentally awakened the other side of that guy...

Fortunately, a clear and energetic voice rescued him from the predicament.

"Ah, you are all here! Have you been waiting for a long time? I shouldn't be late!"

The girl in the distance walked over with strides, her long hair fluttering slightly in the wind, holding a huge package bigger than herself in her right hand, and waving vigorously at the two with her left hand.

Since the appearance of this girl, the entire painting style of this desert has suddenly changed. It is no longer the embarrassment, bluntness and incoordination of two men who are not online when they have nothing to say. Instead, it is full of vitality, youth and harmony. good mood.

"Miss Sylvia!"

"Miss!"

The two looked at each other and quickly stood up straight, while trying their best to look more decent.This comes from the education and training they have received, and it is the memory buried deep in their hearts and blood muscles—don’t be rude!
But it was this person who came too early, which caught them off guard, so they could only try their best not to be so casual, which made them tangled for a while.

Sylvia walked up to them, lowered her waving arms, and opened her mouth, "Haha, I'm here, so I didn't make you worry..."

"...It's been a long time since I traveled this time, and I'm planning to go back. This country is not fun at all, and I really hate sand." Sylvia walked past the two of them talking to herself, And these two people also followed up habitually.

She casually threw the bag to Heleka, the fat man next to her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, emphasizing the last sentence in her heart.

"Yes, I hate sand very much, and I even hate stinky brats playing with sand!"

hing～

Sylvia shook her cute little fist lightly.

……

On the other side of the country, in the vast desert that has been reduced to a battlefield, a great usurper drama is going on.

Half an hour after the plot of "betrayal" appeared at the climax of the drama.

O'Brien, His Majesty the King, apart from losing an arm to his good brother Saibatus, only left a cry of despair.

"Me! No! Gan! Heart! Ah!!!"

Seeing the corpse on the ground, Sebatus sighed inexplicably. It was this man who forced him to become what he is now.

But soon, Saibatus abandoned these thoughts.

I saw Sybatus open his arms contentedly, gently embracing the country that would soon belong to him—his left arm was broken from the elbow, and the white bones were exposed, looking extremely creepy.

At the same time, the dark tomb guard and Ms. Sand Devil Spider looked at each other, left the battle circle suddenly, and bowed to Saibatus with the highest etiquette of the Kingdom of Heliopolis.

Sybatus ignored the two supporters. He was brewing his emotions, and using the words recorded on the paper, he announced this passage in a high-pitched voice. He was sure that it would appear in the intelligence of the entire country and even the entire world.

"My dear brother, His Majesty O'Brien, the great king of the Kingdom of Heliopolis, left the capital Memphis alone due to anger, and hunted down the invaders who invaded the palace. Shen will perish with the enemy."

"And his younger brother, Sebatus, the former second prince of Heliopolis, was deeply saddened by the loss of his dear brother, but for the sake of the stability of the country, he reluctantly inherited the throne—above, the king of the Kingdom of Heliopolis The new king Sybatus!"

While Saibatus was speaking, the guardians who were still able to move looked at each other for a while, and followed the dark gravekeeper and Ms. Sand Demon Spider, and bowed down with the etiquette for the king.

Saibatus turned his head to Mosa, who had been watching the battle nearby, "Well, now just kill that little bug and it will be complete."

Mosa patted his buttocks and stood up, curling his lips and retorting, "You guys have been beating me for so long, but I'm still recovering, it's not certain who will win!"

"Hahaha, the desert of oblivion will be extinct in six days!"

"Cut, desert sword!"

boom!
A gray figure and a black figure collided violently together, interlaced, and collided again on this desert.
After the first round of probing, the two figures separated and stood still, and Sebatus, the jackal god who had turned into a wolf-headed man, spoke first.

"Looks a little better when you turn your own sand into Heliopolis black sand, boy."

Looking at the ground thorn that pierced his heart from behind and made a big hole in his chest, Sebatus was full of doubts.

Why is there no reaction from the knowledgeable and domineering?
Why do well-tested intuitions fail?
Why is there no sound at all?

why.
Suddenly, Sebatus felt that this scene seemed familiar!
He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, just like the 'enemy' who died in his hands just now, stiffened his neck, turned his head to look at the beautiful woman with difficulty, and shouted out this his favorite in a trembling voice. woman's name.
"Hera O Petra?"

His voice no longer had the domineering, arrogant, and firmness of the past.

Instead, it is full of weak emotions such as despair, unwillingness, fear, anger, sadness, and bitterness.

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive people. Mr. Jin never deceives me! Besides, let me put it mildly: I am also a victim" - the horrified and helpless Mosa.

Poor and helpless...

(End of this chapter)