I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

"Wang, are you really going to leave?"

An old turtle crawled shakily to Griffith's side, and behind them were a group of orcs who were busy packing up their things.

"Hurry, hurry! You have to install this too!"

"The king likes this night-shining pearl the most, put this one in as well!"

"Sir, do you want this?" An orc holding a shell necklace came up to the commander.

The orc in charge stroked his chin and looked at it for a while, then shook his head slowly, "No, no, this one is too gorgeous."

As he said this, he punched the orc on the head and said, "Use your brain. The king is going on a secret trip. You put on such a gorgeous necklace. Do you want to be robbed when you go out? Change it to a simpler one!"

"Okay, my lord."

The sea people are the most comfortable race among all the dirty-blood races. Since the war between the two camps, except for the inevitable low birth rate and a sharp drop in population, there has been basically no major changes.

All this is thanks to the Sea Emperor. It was he who erected the barrier through sacrifice to protect the sea people from being invaded and plundered by the mermaids.

It is precisely because of the survival of the sea clan that the salt supply of the dirty-blood race is not monopolized by foreign races.

"Old Turtle, you know this is my father's order."

"Oh, how can you go on such a long journey alone? There's no one to take care of you along the way. I'm worried about you, old turtle!"

The old turtle turned into a human form, with the turtle shell on his back. This was his weapon. Although he didn't look like much, he was a powerful beast king.

The blood gift of their clan is longevity, and Griffith grew up under his care.

When the Poseidon gave birth to Griffith, the previous Poseidon had already died, and the current Poseidon took his place and sat on the cage-like throne.

When Griffith was young, Poseidon was still quite energetic, but gradually he no longer had the energy to talk to his son and could only rely on sleeping to stabilize his strength.

The Poseidon was worried about her lover and was depressed all day long. She became thinner and thinner and could only rely on drugs to stay alive. She no longer had the energy to teach Griffith.

Griffith's childhood was spent either watching his aging father imprisoned on the throne, or lying at the head of his mother's bed, quietly waiting for her to wake up.

Even when his mother died, he had no idea what was happening. His eight tentacles tightly clung to the body of the Sea Princess and refused to let go.

Later, he took advantage of the fact that no one was around and entered the crystal coffin, causing everyone to be busy for a while. Finally, they dug up the soil of the Sea Princess and found the dying Griffith in the coffin.

It made everyone laugh and cry. If they had arrived a few days later, Griffith would have suffocated to death.

As for the Sea King, from the moment he put on the shackles, he could never get rid of them. When the Sea King's Wife died, he was not able to see his lover for the last time.

This is the sorrow of the royal family of the sea clan, and it is also a curse.

Which father would want his child to suffer like this?

When the previous Sea Emperor passed on the important task to his son, his face was full of helplessness and self-blame. He really had no other choice. He could not hold on any longer, but the people of the sea clan still needed their protection.

It was at the moment of taking over that Poseidon understood the pain his father had endured. The pain from the chains running through his body was small; the most torturous thing was the fleeting and withdrawing power, which tortured their nerves every moment.

Even if one possesses power and transcends the realm of mortals, one is still a mortal after all.

As long as you are human, you cannot escape aging and death.

What's more, even gods cannot live forever, and they will eventually fall.

Griffith sighed. Why did he still treat him like a child?

"Old Turtle, I'm already this old, there's nothing to worry about."

The old turtle straightened his back but only reached Griffith's waist. He stroked his beard that dragged on the ground, full of worry.

"Oh, how can I not worry! Do you remember the first time you went on a long journey? I sent more than a dozen guards to follow you, and yet you were all robbed! Not only were you robbed, but you also sympathized with those foreigners and didn't get them back!"

The corner of Griffith's mouth twitched, so the point is that he didn't try to get it back, right?

"There was also a second time. Although you only brought two guards, you were almost sunburned to death in Hongchuan. Tell me, why did you have to go to a place with a lack of water? If it hadn't been the rainy season and it hadn't rained a little there, you three would have died of drought there sooner or later!"

Griffith was very embarrassed when all his embarrassing stories were revealed, and he couldn't help cursing those big-mouthed guards in his heart.

Didn’t I tell you not to tell this kind of thing to anyone?

Not long after he returned, his deeds were spread. After all, he was the next Sea King, and yet they didn't even give him the slightest bit of face!

Griffith couldn't refute it. "Those were all accidents. Besides, it happened hundreds of years ago. Can you please stop talking about them?"

The old turtle snorted and looked up at him.

"How can I not be worried about you going on a long journey alone?"

"Old Turtle, I am now at the Beast King level, so what's wrong with going on a long journey alone?"

The old turtle covered his face and sighed, almost crying.

"You are the only one left in the royal family. If you get into trouble, how can I explain to Lord Poseidon?" He pretended to wipe his tears. "So, how about bringing two guards this time?"

"Old Turtle! I am the Beast King! Why do I need guards?"

He is not a child anymore, does he need so many people following him?

While the two were arguing, the orcs had already packed up their things.

"King, everything is packed for you!" The leader of the attendants walked up to them, rubbing his hands.

Griffith turned around and saw the three-meter-high bag behind him and the attendant leader who looked like he was begging for a show. He became angry for no reason.

He just went out to find someone, not to escape famine!

He held back his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you pack so many things?"

"Of course we will!" The chief attendant had no idea that Griffith was angry, and he squinted his eyes and looked fawning.

"Throw away all those useless and weird things!"

The chief of the attendants was startled by the shout and immediately ordered someone to open the bundle.

"This set of jewelry is simple and beautiful. You will definitely dazzle those land orcs when you wear it!"

Griffith said "oh" with a cold face, looking as pale as death. What kind of people are around him?

"No."

"This set of forks can be used to grill meat, and this set is used to cut fish fillets." The chief attendant introduced excitedly.

"No."

"What about this? You should have this, right?" He held the pillow, staring at Griffith with sparkling eyes, almost wagging his tail. "A soft pillow! I'll give you the same care as your mother!"

You're so grown up, but you're still trying to be cute. It's an eyesore!

"do not want!"

"This? This? This?"

“No! No! No!” Griffith almost collapsed. What a bunch of unreliable guys! “Throw them all out!”