Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

glory?

The words of the high priest made me want to laugh. After all, I am not a fanatical believer like them. I can sacrifice everything for my belief.

My physical body was given by my parents, and it is wishful thinking for me to dedicate my body to that **** king!
I raised my head, looked into the eyes of the high priest, and asked word by word; "What if I refuse?"

"reject!"

Hearing what I said, the high priest's original vertical strip pupils suddenly enlarged, she raised her hand suddenly, two big hands firmly grasped my shoulders, and her golden eyes stared at me firmly.

It was almost as if he wanted to eat me alive.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

she asked incredulously.

Based on her cognition, she is no more than a piece of dung in my eyes than the so-called god-king whom I could not have imagined she worshiped infinitely, and the so-called glory is exactly what I spurn and avoid.

In front of her, I nodded slowly and sincerely.

"hiss……"

After confirming that I was serious, the high priest slowly withdrew her hand, but she still looked at me with a trace of uncertainty in her eyes.

In her opinion, I should be grateful when I learned what happened to me.

"why?"

The high priest's face became serious, and there was a meaning in his tone that I couldn't figure out: "Tracing back to the origin, our class is the heir of the God King. One day, we can use our bodies to give the God King the greatest strength." In return, this should have been a happy event.”

"The choice of the God King can't be wrong. Among thousands of candidates, the God King chose you in the end. Then, there must be a reason."

"However, you want to refuse this kind of thing that is enough to make you grateful?"

"Do you know what you're talking about now?"

Of course I know, and it can be said that no one knows better than myself. After that trip to the desert island, I finally returned to normal human society. If there is no damn curse on me, I might be married now Having a child, relying on the wealth brought out from the desert island, they lived a family happiness that most people can't even imagine.

But what?
Because of that damned curse, I have traveled around the world countless times over the years, going through hardships and crises, but in the end I got nothing.

With my unremitting efforts, instead of developing for the better, my life has become worse and worse.

This time I finally have the opportunity to face the mystery of the curse on me, how could I not know what I am going to do?
"I want to undo this damn curse!"

When I said this, my teeth were about to be crushed.

That damn curse has been on me for a long time, although I know that when I first arrived and lived on this deserted island, if there was no power given to me by the curse, I might have become a long time ago. It's a dry bone, but it's also because I survived the catastrophe that I will try my best to find other methods.

And after I said these words, the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became a little bit colder.

The most ugly thing at this moment is the expression of the high priest.

There was a bit of anger in her expression, a bit of unwillingness, and a bit of... hating iron but not steel, she opened her mouth, hesitated to say a few times: "It is the will of the God King to choose you. You can change the will of the God King! Also, stop your absurd thoughts and accept it! Your soul will be favored by the God King, I promise!"

The high priest spoke in a higher and higher tone, and became more and more excited.

But I keenly caught a few words that are easy to miss from her mouth...

She said that she can't change the will of the God King, but, no, it's not impossible. Although my idea is to pick words, it makes perfect sense logically!

As long as this woman has the ability to remove the curse on me, then I still have hope!
"So, you can help me get rid of the curse on me, right?" I was so urgent that I couldn't restrain my excitement, I went straight two steps forward, and came to the high priest, pressing every sentence.

"You said you can't, but you can't! You have a way to remove the curse, don't you!"

"wrong."

The high priest refused, but her constantly dodging eyes told me the truth.

Yes, this woman must have a way, but so far, her tenacious and firm beliefs support her, making her unwilling to do things that go against her own beliefs, which is not a good thing for me, but , Now that I am already emotional, how can I still manage those things?

The moment the arm was raised, the human palm had mutated into a sharp animal claw.

Pfft!

The sound of sharp claws entering flesh was like tearing a fragile rag.

Precisely, I pierced the high priest's shoulder, and blood gushed out from the wound in an instant.

I also know a lot about the body structure of the lizardman, so the first moment I shot, I chose such a one that can make her feel severe pain, but won't kill her in a while. s method.

A look of pain suddenly appeared on the high priest's not-so-beautiful face.

Accompanied by bursts of severe pain, her upper body continued to twitch, but even so, she just frowned and gritted her teeth without saying a word.

this woman...

I was stunned to myself, if it were any other lizardmen, I'm afraid they would have been screaming at this time, but this woman is actually able to bear such pain, she is considered a man...

"You, want to kill me?"

Facing me who made a sudden move, the high priest still maintained sufficient reason, and his calmness even made me feel a chill.

"Remove the curse on me, or you can give me a way."

"Otherwise, in the next second, there will be an extra corpse here."

"Ha ha……"

Threats can be regarded as one of my usual methods. In the past, under such circumstances, most people would be very smart to choose to sell everything they knew to protect themselves. But the woman in front of me is different. She seems to be completely immune to it. my threat.

Not only did he not feel scared at all, but he couldn't help laughing out.

"My people, even newborn children, are ready to face death. Do you think I, as the high priest, will be afraid of death?"

The high priest's tone gradually became more relaxed, even at this time, her shoulders were still bleeding continuously: "And, you."

"You don't want to kill me at all, do you?"