Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

The lake area below the Dikdas Elevator has become a gathering place for unknown caravans, and rooms have to be built for the Epileptic Fire Village. The dust is flying and there is a lot of people.

It's so lively. Lance Sanks lingered at the stalls of various scattered vendors in front of the elevator, showing great interest in each product.

The nameless caravan doesn't have these goods. Lance Sanks took the golden people around.

Menggert was still ashamed to reveal his ominous identity in front of everyone, and once again transformed into an ordinary golden citizen.

After the change passed, I realized that I was out of place.

There are merchants, demi-humans, hybrids, and epilepsy patients here, but there are no ordinary golden people.

Ordinary golden people were brought to Yatan by Wuming.

Mongot said to Lance Sanks:

The products that guy brought the first time were all damaged, and the second time they were mainly made of blood roses.

Lance Sanks obviously didn't really want to know about the variety of Wuming's products. He just chatted with Mongette out of habit. When she heard Mongette's answer, she didn't respond. Her attention was entirely focused on an origami-colored Small windmill attracts.

Lance Sanxkay bought a windmill, blew wind on his lips, and smiled silly as he watched the fan spin in circles.

This kind of thing will break down in less than a day. Menggert looked at the fragile little toy, This kind of thing actually costs ten runes.

I like it. Lance Sanks shook the windmill indifferently, watching the windmill fly and rotate in the air.

Are the ancient dragons like you? Menggert asked, I thought you were an eternal group.

We have lost to the stars, and sooner or later we will fade away and lose our rocky skin. Lance Sanks lowered his eyes, Melancholy and sadness have been experienced long ago.

Have you never thought about revival?

The king has lost his god. My old man has never thought about revival. What can we say? Lance Sanks pulled the pinwheel, Is it possible to kill the old man, seize the bird position, and then try to revive him?

Menggert thought of his father and sighed:

My father seems to be like this too. Why would a king give up his throne?

You only care about what you can't get, but you don't care about it when you get it. Lance Sanks murmured, blowing his breath suddenly, and the windmill started to spin violently, and then fell apart.

Ah—— Lance Sanks looked at the disintegrated windmill, like petals floating in the wind.

It's time to go back. Menggert said, Father doesn't care, but I still have to protect the golden tree.

Lance Sanks and Mongot walked towards the elevator, jumping up and down behind Mongot with their hands behind their backs: You said you are no longer the king of Rodel, why do you still care so much about the life and death of the Golden People?

A king should protect his own people. Menggert leaned on crutches, stood on the elevator, and answered in a deep voice.

Lance Sanks leaned against a cargo box, holding his face up and admiring Mongot's awe when he said this.

After admiring it for five minutes, the two of them didn't move, and neither did the lift.

Finally, a man came, carrying the goods, and asked Mengt to step aside and not block the way.

Aren't you embarrassed? Lance Sanks smiled narrowly.

If Menggot is still the King of Blessings, he can naturally command the elevator to rise and fall for him.

But now the Blessing King has disappeared, and Menggert can only wait for the elevator's cargo to be loaded and go up and down together.

You are no longer the king. Lance Sanks said, Why do you still want to fulfill the responsibilities of the king?

Menggert sighed helplessly: Old habits die hard. When you see people in misfortune, you want to save them. The businessman is right, he is just looking for a sense of peace of mind and a sense of satisfaction.

Lance Sanks stared at Mongot's sad face, suddenly took out the prison gear, activated a moment, pushed Mongot down, and put a sack for loading on Mongot's head.

What are you doing? Mengt was confused and struggled out of the sack.

The strong wind blew his clothes violently, and Menggert found that he was already in the sky, with continuous hard scales underneath him.

The giant dragon spread its wings and flew high, carrying Mengget directly to the Yatan Plateau.

As for shipping, valuables must be transported by air, of course. Lance Sanks waved his wings and took Mengt into the sky.

Go back and learn the power of a dragon from me. The businessman seems indifferent, but it's actually quite powerful.

Mengt nodded on the dragon's back.

After fighting for so many years, he was tired.

In order to cope with the Broken War, he turned the perfumer into a killer and turned the herbs into poison. During the war with the Volcano Mansion, he witnessed the despicable Volcano Mansion letting defilement rage on the earth, a dirty and dishonorable war. means.

Patch's harsh words were also true. In order to defeat the enemy, he also exhausted all means and repeatedly tested morality and bottom line, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Taking some time to relax and continue to learn and grow is one way to do it.

Although Wuming was a businessman, Menggert didn't dislike him as much as ordinary businessmen.

On the one hand, Wuming showed enough magnanimity, and on the other hand, his dazzling golden thunder and lightning always reminded Mengt of his brother.

I will trust him for the time being. Menggert said this. If the caravan that witnessed him is not threatening, maybe I will help introduce him to my father——

Very well, load up the truck and let's go do some business in the volcano.

In front of the merchant's camp, Wuming gave loud instructions and enthusiastically directed the employees to load the goods into the coffin and prepare to set off.

The powerful shouts went straight into the sky and reached the ears of Gu Long and Bad Omen.

The cane in Mongote's hand cracked.

He jumped directly off the back of Lance Sanks, landed in front of Wuming, and stirred up a storm.

Businessman, what do you mean? Menggert looked at Wuming with murderous intent in his eyes.

What do you mean? Wuming asked back.

Doing business with volcanoes? Mongot said. Do you know who those people are?

Those are a group of people who promised to give me 10 million. Wuming said deeply, I can see through their hearts - they are a group of generous and heroic men.

A businessman is indeed a businessman... Menggert's cane began to peel off pieces, revealing a mottled color inside the cane.

Of course a businessman is a businessman, and the first priority of a businessman is to make money! Wuming said, Brother, I have to make a living. If I don't make money, what will I eat and drink? The royal city is not open now, so I must find someone to do business with. .”

Wuming said: It is unrealistic to change the stubbornness of the golden people immediately. I asked Pachi and heard that the Shanshan Mansion is against the golden tree. Maybe the people there are just the opposite of the golden people, like fast-moving consumer goods. I am high and low. You should go and take a look.

Blasphemy, so blasphemous... Menggert was so angry that he was trembling all over. What has the Golden Law become in your eyes?

Lance Sanks hurriedly came down to smooth things over, pulling Mongote to prevent him from hitting anyone.

I'm a rough guy and don't understand the Golden Law. Wuming said, But don't worry, I will try my best to abide by the Golden Law. There is nothing I can do about it. There are hundreds of people under me waiting to eat. I have to let them go. Once the goods and runes start flowing, it's all over if you smash them into your hands.

A hybrid ran up to Wuming with a big ax in hand:

We're ready to start beheading.

Oh, okay, then go ahead and do it, I'm busy. Wuming sent the hybrid away.

Wait, what are you doing? Mengt said, What did you just say? Beheading?

It's the bloody finger from before. Wuming said, Look at how poor we are. We can't even afford another mouth. We are forced to increase revenue and cut expenditure - to create the flesh and blood for the golden tree to return to the tree.

This is against the rules. Mengt said with a straight face.

Why are there still rules here? Wuming said, Why does the Golden Rule govern everything?

The Golden Law is the law that governs everything, and naturally stipulates the method of execution. Menggert said, The sinner should be transferred to the court through the sinner's road, and after the judgment is made, it will be handed over to the executioner. The executioner will carry out the execution.

Wuming blinked: Where is the court?

Lacard used to be in charge of this, Menggert said. Now he is the owner of the Volcano Mansion.

Okay, then we have to go to the official residence of the volcano. Wuming informed the employee with a smile, Don't kill him yet, take it to the volcano as a gift.

Lakad has betrayed the Golden Dynasty and raised his sword against the Golden Tree in treason. Menggert said, He has broken away from the Golden Law, and even if he is judged, it is not him who will be judged - he is not qualified, no qualifications.

Then according to King Blessing's wishes...

Forget it, as the official residence of the Volcano and the Bloody Finger, there is no doubt that she is a sinner. She can just be handed over to the executioner. Menggert assumed the posture of a king.

In the volcano? Wuming asked.

Leave it to the Marais family. They have been executioners for generations, beheading sinners. Mengt said, It's in Sunshade City.

Mengt marked the nameless map:

It's fairly easy to walk from here. The road isn't blocked by war, and there aren't many ups and downs.

Wuming looked at the map. Sunyin City and Huoshan Official Residence couldn't be said to be completely opposite, but they could also be said to be in the sky and the earth.

The rules are so troublesome. Wuming said, The efficiency is too low.

This is the basis for the maintenance of order. Menggert said, If there are no rules, there will be no square. The formation of the law is based on this.

Keeping the rules carefully will bring down the Golden Dynasty at its own cost. Wuming said in a low voice.

What did you say?

Forget it, I promised you to abide by the Golden Law as much as possible, and I won't break my promise. Wuming said, But the rules only say that the executioner will be responsible for the sinner, and it doesn't say that it must be in Sunyin City, right?

Menggert hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and felt a little unsure:

I haven't read it in the book, or maybe I haven't learned it yet.

Then I can bring the executioner here for execution, right? Wuming said.

It should be okay. Menggert took a step back.

That's good. Wuming said.

The roads to Huoshan and Sunyin City are almost like two branches on a slingshot, with no road connecting them. It was impossible for him to take the entire convoy to Riyin City just to send off a sinner.

I'm going to go alone and bring the executioner here. Wuming said.

You can also bring the sinner with you, said Mongot.

Good method. Wuming said, Unfortunately, there are some problems.

What's the problem? Mengt asked.

She's too fat. I'm afraid my cow won't be able to carry her. Wuming said.

In order to prevent Eleonora from escaping, Wuming wrapped so much worm wire around her body that it weighed more than a rune bear.

Wuming believed that no matter how strong the Lord of Riyin City was, he would not be heavier than Eleonora now.

And after he leaves, the caravan can continue to prepare and hit the road directly. The caravan was moving slowly, and as long as Wuming rushed back when the caravan reached the intersection, nothing would be delayed.

Is Sunyin City rich? Wuming asked Menggete.

They are not considered rich. Their terrain is very low and it is difficult for them to receive the blessings of the golden tree. Mongot said, Isolation from the world is the style of an executioner.

Then it's not convenient to go directly with the convoy. Wuming murmured, and he told Menggert: Just watch here and don't let Blood Finger come out and start killing.

The strength of your caravan shouldn't be afraid of a bloody finger, right? Lance Sanks said.

It's time for Millicent and Letina to leave. Millicent's father is urging them hard. Wuming said, Patch is unwilling to contribute, and Yula can't defeat them.

Wuming sighed: If you can do business with Wangcheng, who would want to go to Huoshan Mansion - when will your father and Latarn finish fighting?

It should be soon. Menggert said, Latan, it won't cause much trouble to father.

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In Rodel's court, Latarn knelt down on one knee, as he did before to salute King Godfrey, but this time the lion's head relief on his forehead was also lowered.

Latarn gasped, somewhat disbelieving.

Facing Godfrey, he really had no confidence in winning, and was even more inclined to lose, so he fought with heroic aura.

Even when facing the Valkyrie Marlenia, he could maintain a calm attitude - of course Marlenia taught him a lesson that was painful enough.

Now facing the idol he had admired since childhood, he didn't dare to trust him. This time he came to see Ge Fulei, and he had already thought of fighting him. He deliberately did not bring the pony with him, because Latarn knew that he might not have any spare power to protect his old friend when facing War King Godfrey.

But Latane did not expect that he would lose so embarrassingly and perform so abnormally.

The thick armor was like paper in front of Ge Fulei, being kneaded at will. The gorgeous metal armor was twisted everywhere, which was forcibly twisted into twists by Ge Fulei.

The floor of the court hall was full of cracks. Faced with the force that caused half of the royal city to tremble, Latarn could hardly stand up.

He even used gravity magic to fly into the sky and tried to use a sword technique that fell from the sky. However, he lost control of his posture in mid-air and rolled uncontrollably in mid-air. The King of War also jumped into the sky and dunked to the ground with an alley-oop. .

After finally meeting his idol, his performance was so abnormal. Latane wished he could go crazy again and escape from this humiliating predicament.

I...lost... Latarn's voice was low.

You didn't perform well, Godfrey said.

Latarn was silent. He also knew that he did not perform well, but his idol could say this, but he could not.

He said it to himself, as if he was making excuses.

But it depends on the king of war. Latarn led the way and was killed.

Do you know why you lost? Godfrey said.

Latarn raised his head and looked at Godfrey.

Whether you want him to die and understand, or you want to give him another chance, this is a reminder.

He also wanted to understand why he lost so miserably.

You didn't bring your horse, said Godfrey.

Latarn frowned: But... Lao Ma is too old.

The more sensational statement is that if you don't bring your comrades who have been through life and death, and if you don't have the people you want to protect, you can't surpass yourself. Godfrey said, In the beginning, Broken Star was probably to protect Celia.

What's the real reason? Latane asked.

The chassis is too bad. Godfrey said, You are used to riding a horse, and your tactics are also honed based on horse fighting. Now that there is no horse, your perspective, the angle of swinging the knife, the speed of turning... will all be a little bit different. Slight differences. Once you practice familiar attacks, you will hesitate and adjust. Facing ordinary enemies, this may not be a problem, but once you approach the limit, these will be your fatal injuries.

Latarn understood. Of course Godfrey was not an ordinary enemy. He was the pinnacle of a warrior, and any flaw he had would be caught.

Normally, when using gravity magic, I would take special care of the old horse. Without the mount, the center of gravity changes and the control of gravity becomes more wild, which in turn destroys the exquisite moves.

I see……

Latan smiled bitterly. He thought he was giving up everything to fight, but in fact he was abandoning his martial arts.

Go ahead and fight with nothing on your back. Godfrey said, You are far from exerting your full strength now.

Latarn looked to the side of the court, where the golden lion was thrown aside by Godfrey and originally carried on his back.

There is a difference between a comrade-in-arms and a burden. Godfrey said.

I am also a comrade... Prime Minister Beast Throxiu muttered at the side, You are the king of the battlefield, not the king of battles. How can you win so many battles without me giving you advice? I'm afraid you won't die every time. If you are left alone, you can tear the other person apart with your hands...

Godfrey waved his hand to Latarn: Leave, kid, and challenge me again when you find your horse.

You want to let me go? Latane said. I have committed an act of treason.

What's wrong with a warrior pursuing a throne that symbolizes power? Godfrey said, Leave. You're not brave enough, and you still have fear and confusion in your heart.

Latarn knelt there, thinking about Godfrey's words.

Why don't you leave, why don't you let me see you off? Ge Fulei glared at him.

Oh no--

You can fly, right? Godfrey said.

meeting.

OK.

Godfrey rushed over with his foot on the ground, crossed his arms, and hit Latarn's belly armor.

The Broken Star turned into a star and disappeared into the royal city.

It's finally okay. Ge Fulei moved his body.

This is not like you. When will you enlighten the juniors? Selosiu said from the side, What's the emergency?

Aren't you smart? You are a great sage and a great wise man. Can't you guess it? Ge Fulei walked towards the throne.

Can not guess.

Godfrey crossed the throne and walked towards the stairs behind, walking towards the depths of the golden tree:

I'm in a hurry to hug my wife.