A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

Mr. Sheeran is a strange man.

He is well-versed in both ancient and modern knowledge and is extremely talented.

In particular, he showed amazing talent in equipment manufacturing and engineering design, which provided a lot of help to himself.

For example, the "Speyer harpoon gun" installed on the Sindrar naval ship was designed by Sheeran.

Carlos didn't have any professional knowledge in this area, but after seeing the powerful power of the weapon, he was impressed by Shilan's talent.

If they were not of similar age, he would have already become Xilan's disciple.

Sheeran is a very humble person, without any airs, which is why the two of them often treat each other as friends.

Hearing Carlos inviting Shilan as usual, the shadow guard hesitated to speak.

Although Wang thought highly of this man named Xilan, he always felt that there was something fishy about him.

A genius who is close to His Majesty but asks for nothing?

It must not be that simple.

However, he is still His Majesty's personal guard, and must obey His Majesty's orders unconditionally and be ready to die for His Majesty at any time.

No matter what Xilan was thinking, he would stare at him intently, forgiving him that he couldn't do anything alone...

In the eyes of the shadow guard, Xilan's aura was extremely weak and not worth mentioning at all.

Only such people would try every possible means to get close to Your Majesty in order to obtain an official position or some other benefit.

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"Mr. Xilan, His Majesty invites you."

The shadow guard man walked up to Xilan and spoke condescendingly.

"Thank you."

Shiran smiled.

He is always like this, with an indelible smile on his face.

The shadow guard took Shilan into Carlos's dormitory, and then stood next to Carlos without saying a word.

"Mr. Xilan, it's been a long time since we last met. How are you these days?"

Carlos felt genuine respect for Sheeran and immediately stood up, shook Sheeran's hand and welcomed him.

"Thanks to Your Majesty, everything is fine."

"Sit down, sit down, um... go make a pot of black tea for Mr. Hiram, according to my specifications."

Carlos asked Shilan to sit down and ordered the shadow guard.

"Yes."

Carlos returned to his seat, pushed the unfinished documents aside, and said:

"Mr. Xilan, it has been more than two years since we last met. Do you have any new advice for me this time? I am all ears."

The last time Xilan came, he gave me a weapon design. If he still has one this time, it would be a great thing.

Shilan raised his hand, signaling Carlos not to get too excited.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. The weapons I designed did not provide much help in the last war against the Kingdom of Dorok. It is better to say that I was partly responsible for the defeat of the war. This time, I have to apologize to Your Majesty first."

"Hey, Mr. Xilan, what are you talking about? How can the failure of the war be considered your fault? In fact, I am also a little puzzled. Logically speaking, our army is much stronger than Dorok in terms of military strength and generals, and the army is led by my uncle, but the result is still a failure... I wonder if Mr. Xilan has any advice?"

Xilan showed a hint of surprise on his face and said:

"I thought Your Majesty should be aware of this matter... I didn't expect..."

Carlos's face darkened when Shilan seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Carlos was unwilling to reveal the shame of having his subordinates and uncle hide the true battle situation.

At this moment, the shadow guard came in with black tea and poured a cup for Carlos and Shilan respectively.

"Please give me some advice, Mr. Hiran."

Carlos finally put aside his pride.

There is no shame in front of Mr. Sheeran.

"Alas... the truth is actually very simple. Your Majesty has actually heard the rumors a long time ago..."

Carlos only reacted after Shiran's reminder.

"Are you referring to the appearance of the heroic spirit of the Shield of Dorok?"

Xilan almost spit out the tea he drank.

What kind of heroic spirit appeared... If that old man heard it, he would be so angry that he would swim across the Sea of ​​Divine Punishment to smash this place...

"That's exactly what happened."

Xilan finally forced himself to hold back his smile and said something against his will.

"Mr. Xilan, are you kidding? The Shield of Dorok has long disappeared. It is impossible for it to be alive now. The story of the heroic spirit appearing is nonsense."

"Oh? How can Your Majesty be so sure that this gentleman has passed away?"

Sheeran asked back.

"this......"

There is no way to know for sure that Desovo Diaz is alive, and conversely there is no way to know for sure that he is actually dead…

At some point, everyone was convinced of this fact.

After all, he retired fifty years ago, which is at least two generations away from now, so there is a big gap in his historical knowledge.

This is what short-lived people are like. Anyone who is not of the same generation as them has no real sense of them and can only follow what others say.

"So, he's not dead at all?"

As long as you believe all this, then the failure of the war can be explained.

It is easier to understand why my uncle concealed the truth.

After all, they were defeated by unexpected enemies and their boasts were not fulfilled.

My uncle is even more concerned about face than my father, to the point of being hopeless.

I can't tolerate any sand in my eyes, and I can't tolerate failure even more.

"The life or death of that person is no longer important. In any case, Your Majesty has missed the best opportunity to conquer the Kingdom of Dorok. Although it may disappoint Your Majesty, it will be difficult to accomplish the great cause of unification in your generation."

Sheeran's words were quite sharp and hurt Carlos' heart.

The shadow guards standing by were a little envious.

This man can actually speak his mind in front of His Majesty without worrying about offending His Majesty.

Your Majesty is really good-tempered to be able to tolerate such outrageous words.

"Mr. Xilan... I hope you can teach me how to restore the glory of my family and realize my dream of unifying the continent!"

Carlos pondered for a long time, then suddenly looked up and spoke seriously.

Xilan was waiting for him to say this, and glanced at the shadow guard man with pretended concern.

"Ah, this is my confidant, the one who protects my life. He can be absolutely trusted."

Xilan nodded and said seriously:

"It's actually very simple, Your Majesty, just do this..."

Shilan methodically told Carlos what he wanted to hear.

Carlos and the shadow guard became more and more shocked the more they listened.

I didn’t expect that Mr. Sheeran, who hadn’t appeared in public for such a long time, would make a big splash when he did.

This insight coincides with Carlos's ambition!

You know, in the entire kingdom, only Carlos and the Shadow Guard know about these plans.

Sheeran even tweaked the plan a bit to make it more seamless.

Carlos immediately stood up and said excitedly:

"Okay, okay, great minds think alike! Mr. Xilan, please be the prime minister of the Kingdom of Sindrale. I am willing to pay any price!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. However, I am used to being free and undisciplined. This action is not intended to ask Your Majesty for anything. I just hope that the continent will be unified and regain its former glory..."

Shilan declined Carlos's kindness with a righteous look on her face.

Carlos couldn't force it, so he had to give up. After having another chat with Hilan about the situation on the mainland, he personally escorted Hilan out of the palace.

With his back to the dimming bedroom, Xilan's smile, which was always on his face, became even more intense.

What's the point of this drama of being appointed prime minister and conferred a title of nobility... Do you really think of yourself as Emperor Zhaolie and me as Marquis Wu?

If God wants to destroy someone, he must first make him crazy.

Just wait, the revenge for the usurpation of the country will be taken sooner or later.

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