Above the Pirate King

Chapter 165 Too Kind
"boom!"

"Crackling!"

"Ah—let me out!"

Mushulu was both depressed and angry. Although he had been locked up for only two days, he couldn't take it anymore. He was originally a person who was restless and looking for trouble. How could he be able to bear it now that he was locked in a room? ?
However, this is what he asked for.

Originally, he could go out on the first day, at least he could walk around in the castle!
Although Varta ordered him not to leave this room, Mushuru is a prince after all, so Heboar didn't do too much. There was no guard at the door of his room, but he ordered the guards of the castle not to let him go out.

It's a pity that Mushulu himself didn't cherish it, and tried to go out of the castle to play, wanting to see the miserable conditions of those untouchables who were beaten to death by him.

But in this situation, how could Heboar let him go out?

So he was stopped by the guard at the door as a matter of course!
However, Mushulu, who was stopped, did not give up, but took the way of sneaking out of the castle!
Based on his experience living in the castle for many years and his understanding of this place, he did run out smoothly at the beginning.

It's a pity that his luck was not very good, and he happened to bump into Heboar who was returning to the castle!

This time, Heboar got angry and locked him in the room directly, and put a guard at the door of the room.

Moreover, Heboar knew Mushuru's character, and he also understood that ordinary guards could not look down on him, so the guards at the door were all Varta's most trusted elite guards that he specially transferred!
These guards are powerful and only listen to Varta's orders, not Bird Mushulu at all!
In desperation, he could only vent his anger by throwing things everywhere in the room!

"boom!"

Mushulu kicked it out fiercely, and there was one less table left in the room.

"what!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Let me out!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Asshole, this prince just killed a bunch of untouchables, why should he treat me like this!"

Mushulu slammed on the door angrily and yelled at the door, but it was useless.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Mushulu, who had been arguing for a long time, was panting heavily and looked a little tired. Looking back, there was nothing intact in the room, only a bed and a table handed down from his grandfather's generation were left.

He will rest on the bed later, so naturally he won't move it.

But the rest of the table is an eyesore to him!

"call--"

Mushulu took a deep breath, stepped on his feet, and ran towards the antique table in the northeast corner of the room.

"go to hell!"

"boom!"

A flying kick broke the table in half.

"Bang!"

The moment the table shattered, a delicate wooden box fell down.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The wooden box fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and the lock was directly broken, which opened the box.

"Rumble!"

A dazzling green jewel rolled over.

"kindness!?"

This gem immediately attracted Mushulu's attention. He calmed down, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward to pick up this gem involuntarily.

"It's so beautiful. Could this be left by grandpa?" Mushulu murmured, picked up the gem, and began to play with it carefully.

At the same time, under his bed, a pair of red eyes full of malice were secretly watching him without his knowledge. When he saw him pick up the gem, the red light in these eyes flickered for a while .

"Dong dong!"

At this time, a knock on the door woke up Mushulu who was addicted to gems, and he carefully put the gems into his pocket.

"Come in!"

Mushulu, who got a seemingly priceless gem by accident, felt a lot better, so his tone was not so aggressive.

"Squeak!"

The door was opened, and several waiters came in.

The waiters seemed to have anticipated the scene in the room. The two at the front carried a table, the one in the middle held a chair, and the one at the end carried a few plates of exquisite dishes, and walked in like this.

After several waiters had placed all the tables and chairs, the exquisite dishes were also served.

"Prince Mushulu, here is your lunch. If you have any dissatisfaction, please tell me!" The waiter said cautiously, for fear of being locked in the room because of a mistake, Mushulu, who was obviously in a bad mood and temper, approached him. their trouble!

Mushulu, who was in a good mood, rarely troubled the waiters. He just waved his hand and signaled them to leave, while he sat on the table and ate.

Several waiters retreated quickly as if they were pardoned.

On the table.

Knives and forks criss-crossed, and a piece of steak meat was inserted by Mushulu and put into his mouth.

"nice!"

Perhaps because of his good mood, he felt that today's steak was more delicious than usual.

Eat and eat.

"Uh"

Mushulu suddenly put down the knife and fork in his hand, stood up abruptly, the expression on his face began to twist, his mouth opened and closed but he was still unable to speak.

He quickly turned around and ran towards the gate, trying to ask the guards at the gate for help.

At this time, he accidentally stepped on the wreckage of the table that had just been kicked into pieces, staggered, and fell straight forward.

Suddenly, his pupils narrowed to a point, and his face showed a look of horror.

Because where he was about to fall, a black hand appeared inexplicably, holding the wreckage of a table he had just kicked into pieces.

What frightened him even more was that the wreckage looked very sharp!

And the black hand didn't care if he was scared or not, and placed the wreck where he was about to fall.

"boom!"

Mushulu's neck hit the wreckage directly, and blood gushed out from his carotid artery like a ruptured water pipe.

However, he wasn't dead yet, nor was he unconscious.

His mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but because he was choked, he couldn't say anything!
He wanted to move, but the blood gushing from his neck quickly made his strength disappear. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only climb a few meters forward!
He looked weakly at the door in front of him, the door less than two meters away, the distance he could reach with one step in the past, but now it is so far away!

Slowly, his vision began to blur. In the end, his body softened, his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

As for the voice inside, the guards outside the door naturally heard it.

But they didn't care about it. After all, Mushulu's smashing just now was more than this sound. They just thought that Mushulu suddenly lost his temper again.

It wasn't until an hour later that the waiters came to clean up what Mushulu had finished eating that something was wrong.

"Dong dong!"

"Prince Mushulu!"

"Can I come in?
No matter how the messengers shouted, there was no movement inside.

This time, the guard at the door also noticed something was wrong. After hesitating for a while, "Bang!" kicked the door open and rushed in.

"what--"

The waiters who came in with the guards all uttered sharp screams, which resounded throughout the castle!

And not far from the castle, after hearing the voice, a black shadow looked back and sighed, "Oh, sure enough, I'm still too kind, I really don't want to see a scum like Mushulu live in this world!"

(End of this chapter)