I take the witch with me to conquer the world

The room had fallen into silence again since Baird left. The two people next to him were making quail postures, and Ulysses didn't like their cautious look. He didn't like this feeling, or he had felt the fearful eyes of others for many years. Even if he ordered them to die, they would just die obediently, which made him feel no sense at all.

I thought that the emergence of new nobles would break this strange phenomenon, but there were only some changes, which were simply too boring. Ulysses held up his handsome face, and his eyes looked bored.

This is the reason why he went to Hailagt City to cause trouble, not only because the follow-up was interesting, but the bigger reason was that he felt that he was tired of playing in St's country. No matter how interesting things are, they will become boring after hundreds of years.

His eyes glanced back and forth at the two people in front of him. Their humble performance made Ulysses really disappointed. Although he knew that this was a very normal situation, he didn't want this. Even if he is obedient on the outside, what if he is rebellious on the inside? Ulysses would think highly of Aldrich, but no, the opponent's performance was completely different from what he knew.

He originally thought that Aldrich would obey on the surface like he did in the past, and then secretly accumulate strength and try his best to overthrow himself, but he didn't. He just groveled and did everything he could to please himself and save his life. This made Ulysses very dissatisfied. He did not want such a performance.

It seems that this status still puts too much pressure on them. Even if they appear 'weak' in front of the new and old nobles of the kingdom, they are unwilling to take action against them, and they don't even dare to test them. .

Suddenly, Ulysses felt a little bored. His eyes were wandering, and he wanted to think about his next gameplay. But before that, we still need to solve this identity problem first.

The matter of identity was not complicated. Ulysses could see through it after a little thinking, but this also made him a little tired of his current identity. If this identity cannot bring him happiness, then there is no need for this identity to exist. However, how should this identity die?

This identity has lived for more than four hundred years, and he doesn't want it to end boringly. In that case, this body will be too boring. He can't accept such an ending, so...should he be his executioner? Looking at the knight who was sleeping peacefully in the prison, Ulysses came up with this idea.

But immediately, Ulysses put aside this idea. It would be really no fun to be killed by him, and he also followed the other party's wishes. Although he could appear in front of him again later and see his shocked look, he had already played this game once and he didn't think it would be fun.

In addition to the above reasons, Ulysses actually had another reason, that is, he believed that this knight was not qualified enough to be his executioner and to bury himself.

Okay, let's not rush to find a way to die for ourselves now. There is still a grand drama that is not over yet. Thinking of the upcoming drama, Ulysses' beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but curve.

Looking at the humble two people in front of him, Ulysses suddenly said: "Aldrich, I think you know how to deal with that matter, right?" As he said that, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing that very familiar 'gentleness' Smiling, he looked at Aldrich in front of him benignly.

Of course, this is Donald's perspective. In fact, Ulysses is really 'kind'.

Aldrich had already been mentally prepared, so even if he was suddenly called by Ulysses, he would not have much psychological fluctuations. He took a slight step forward, put his right hand on his chest and said respectfully: "Mr. Ulysses, I will handle it." That’s good.”

"Okay, that's it for today, I'm leaving first." After finishing his words, Ulysses, who was sitting in a comfortable armchair, suddenly disappeared, moving at such a resolute speed as if he didn't want to stay in the arena at all.

The two of them looked at the empty chair, and Donald twitched the corner of his mouth. This gentleman was indeed... vigorous and resolute, not sloppy...

"Hey, don't think too much, come down with me." Aldrich said easily. Mr. Ulysses' departure made him finally relax. Although he left a task, Aldrich had already seen through it. Delic said it was too easy.

Since the husband has kept him, he only needs to appease the jackal step by step. As for the subsequent events, just kidding, what does it have to do with him? Aldrich felt from the bottom of his heart that this matter would not affect him. He just had to complete his task and exit safely. As long as Mr. Ulysses didn't hold on to him, he would be safe and sound.

Donald stretched and relaxed, "Let's go and finish this matter quickly." If it were in the past, he would definitely hate this kind of stupid thing like overtime without compensation, but, this is Ulysses Didn’t you see that your nominal boss personally handled the matters that your husband personally explained? As a wage earner, it's better not to play devil's advocate.

Aldrich took out some props from his room and held them against his chest. Donald looked at him in a daze for a moment. He couldn't help but ask, "Why do you have these things in your office?"

"Just in case, okay, let's finish it and go back." Aldrich said nonchalantly. Now he doesn't have the airs of a boss at all, but more like an ordinary worker.

Carrying a pile of materials and arriving at the second-floor prison, Donald immediately released his magic power to protect the two of them. The two of them didn't hesitate and hurried to Fang Sheng's room.

Donald looked at the room with the cell door wide open, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "What are you going to do? This looks a bit difficult?"

"It's just a trivial matter." Aldrich said easily, and then used a saw to violently destroy the railings. Fang Sheng was also awakened by the movement of the two people, and looked at the two people squatting in front of his cell with a strange expression.

"Huh? Are you awake? It's okay. You can just go back to sleep. But don't do this next time, because it will make us have to work overtime." Donald pursed his lips, and Fang Sheng looked weird when he heard the words. Before, they were still fighting each other. They were beaten to death, but now they are talking to each other as if nothing is wrong. Are all people in St. like this?

It was absolutely impossible for Fang Sheng to continue sleeping, not to mention that the sound of Aldrich's construction work was a bit loud, and he was worried about falling asleep in front of these two people.

It didn't take long for Aldrich to repair the room that Fang Sheng had violently opened. He put away the tools, wiped the sweat from his head, and then turned around and left with Donald, leaving no trace of cloud behind.