foreigner's journey

Chapter 947 Entry Test
Proceeding along the corridor of the Knight's Palace, Milet glanced at the back of Solon from time to time, then obediently lowered her head and counted the floor tiles as she walked.

Before leaving, the commander-in-chief of Kaypacha warned her that she should always pay attention to her words and deeds when facing the godslayer.

Take Vauban, the wolf king who has ruled the world for more than three hundred years, as an example. When you talk to him, you may offend him because of the improper use of a certain word, and then what awaits you will turn into a pillar of salt. The forces were either destroyed by storms and flames, or slaughtered by countless giant wolves.

Before coming here, Milet had already made mental preparations. Even if she risked her life, she would try to persuade King Heather to take Peru under his command, so as to avoid the fate of Peru being destroyed by the summoning ceremony of the God of Disobedience.

Following Solon through three corridors and two halls, the two stopped in front of a luxurious and huge door.

Solon knocked lightly on the door: "My lord, Miss Figuelo is here."

Squeak——!The door slowly opened, and Solon stood outside the door and signaled for Milet to come in.

Milet decided to gather herself and walked into the room.

This is a very large hall, decorated in dark blue and gold in a simple and beautiful style.Except for the surrounding bookshelves filled with mythology-related books, there is only a desk at the end of the room and a swivel chair with its back facing the door.An extremely beautiful young maid was standing by the swivel chair.

Seeing Milet standing there blankly, the maid frowned slightly, leaned over and said softly to the man sitting on the swivel chair: "My lord, the man has already arrived, I will take my leave first."

Is that King Heather?Milet was taken aback, and hurriedly looked towards the swivel chair, but was blocked by the wide chair back and the desk, and could only vaguely see the palm resting on the armrest.

The person sitting on the chair hooked his fingers at the maid, who moved closer and took something away.

Is it an artifact?Or a verdict pronouncing Peru's death?Milet didn't see clearly what the maid was holding, but only vaguely saw a packing bag?It still has Lay's printed on it?

With a helpless expression on her face, the maid hid the packing bag behind her back, bowed slightly to Milet with a cold expression, and then gracefully left the living room and closed the door behind her.

For a moment, only Miret and Wang, who was sitting on the transfer, were left in the hall.

Milet was so nervous that her hands were entangled in front of her and she kept fiddling with her fingers. She is an excellent magician, so she can naturally feel the flow and strength of the spell.

In her perception, the nearly substantive mantra was slowly turning like a huge and viscous vortex, and the center of the vortex was the person in the swivel chair behind the desk.

Da, da, da... Fingers tapped the armrest of the swivel chair lightly, and the slightly dull sound was transmitted to Milet's ears one after another.

The swivel chair slowly turned around, and it was only then that Milet really saw Wang's face clearly.

How handsome!Milet dared to say that she had never seen such a handsome person as the man in front of her.Just looking at it made Milet feel a little dazed and her feet went weak.

After being stunned for a moment, Milet forced herself to come back to her senses, and immediately knelt down on one knee without daring to raise her head: "My lord, Miret Figuelo, meet the king!"

Heather sat lazily on the swivel chair with her legs crossed, and lightly hooked her fingers: "Raise your head."

Millet suddenly felt the air condense into a hand to lift her chin, and she was forced to look at Heather.

Seeing Milet's appearance clearly, Heather couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

What are you doing?It's not enough to have a Cristiana Yeri heterotopia, here's another Milett Figueroa?And even the name is the same!
They were all Peruvian, with the same body shape and name, which made it hard for Heather to believe that it wasn't some kind of malicious coincidence.

Thinking of this, Heather became somewhat interested.He rested his chin with one hand, and looked at Milet with great interest: "Then, Sir Milet, why are you here to see me?"

Under his deliberate operation, the mantra power and thought energy mixed together to form almost substantial tentacles, releasing strong malice.

Milet's face was pale, and she could hardly control the trembling of her body, but she still insisted on answering: "Reply, report to the king, this time I represent the Peruvian magic world, and I hope to show my loyalty to the king. Looking forward to joining the King's command."

"Hmm... Sir Milet, which side do you think is stronger between your Kaypacha and the Japanese Official History Compilation Committee? Which side can provide me with greater help?"

Hearing Heather's question, Miret almost blurted out 'of course it's our Kaypacha'.But seeing Heather's ruthless black pupils, Milet suddenly shivered and replied with difficulty:
"... I believe that the Japanese Official History Compilation Committee is much stronger than Caipacha."

"Then, Miret, why should I choose you, Kaypacha, instead of the Official History Compilation Committee?"

Heather showed a malicious smile, and tapped the armrest of the swivel chair with her fingers:

"What conditions can you come up with so that Peru will not be ravaged by the summoning ceremony of the Disobedient God three months later?"

Milet's eyes were red, and she was about to cry: "...Your Majesty, we really want to serve you wholeheartedly, without any lies! You can let the Greek magicians explore my memory and dig out my memory. It doesn't matter if I use my brain to study, my memory will definitely prove our sincerity..."

Before she could finish her sad words, she was interrupted by a burst of laughter.

"Pfft hahahaha! I'm sorry, sorry, although it's very tasteless to tease you, but your expression is so funny hahaha!"

Heather laughed loudly, the extremely suppressed malice and sense of oppression in the hall immediately disappeared, and the light reflected into the living room through the window again.

"Get up quickly, what does crying sound like?"

Heather hooked her finger, and Milet was immediately dragged up by a whirlwind and stood there involuntarily.Tears were still streaming from the corners of her eyes, and she was in a daze, not knowing what happened.

Wang, isn't Wang angry?Am I not dead yet?

Heather clapped her hands twice, the door was pushed open immediately, and the glamorous maid walked into the living room with a heroic gait that didn't match her attire: "King, are you calling me?"

"Liz, give me back the potato chips... Oh, this is it, you are so sweet."

After receiving the bag of potato chips from Christina, Heather lazily picked up the potato chips and threw them into her mouth, saying vaguely:

"Don't be too cautious, Mirette. Since I chose you instead of the Liancheng Amber, I have already sent a signal to the outside world. It is not you Peru that are going to have a headache now, but Japan."

Milet's little head also recalled it at this time.Wang was just joking with himself just now, Peru is safe for the time being!
She quickly lifted her spirits: "My lord, what do you need us to do? The Peruvian magic community will definitely do their best to execute your order perfectly."

"Is it~~~? That's what you said."

Heather rubbed her fingers, crumpled up the empty bag of potato chips and threw it to Christina, then stood up from the chair and walked to Milet, saying word by word:

"Then, please help me gather the entire South American magic world under my command. This is equivalent to an entry test for you, so seize the opportunity."

(End of this chapter)