After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

Without waiting for Keslinton to throw a tantrum, the old king stood up and waved his hand, saying, "Sir Viloria, I am tired. Help me go back and rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Now even a blind man could see which side the old king was on.

Watching the old king and Viloria leave lovingly, Kerslinton finally realized that it was His Majesty who wanted to punish him.

What a duke! In order to cooperate with the old king, he even spared no effort on his own daughter.

Now he finally understood why Bai Qingge died suddenly without the orcs taking any action. It was the old man who did it himself.

She usually looks righteous and family-friendly, but she always accuses him from a moral high ground.

He originally had some respect for her, bah, she's just the same kind of person as him, all came out of the inkwell, why is she pretending to be so noble.

His only daughter's life was threatened in order to take his life, so he had to accept defeat in this round.

But there was just one thing he couldn't understand: why did the eldest prince suddenly turn against himself? Without his help, did he really have the confidence to control the kingdom?

Which of these old hands would really listen to his orders? They always say one thing openly and another in secret. How dare he do that?

Looking at Keslinton who was glaring at him and leaving, Thordar, whose anger was gradually fading, looked confused.

What happened to him just now? He suddenly got angry and disliked everyone. In the end, he found the person he disliked the most and started to attack him.

The mistake had already been made, so he naturally didn't think it was his fault.

It's all that dead pig's fault. He's fickle even when he's being a dog. Even if I don't punish him today, he'll bite me back sooner or later.

The back garden of the royal court.

Viloria followed the old king's steps and admired the beautiful flowers blooming in the flower beds.

"Your Majesty, do you really want to do this?"

The old king sighed deeply, "Sir Viloria, I am sorry for you."

Viloria seemed to have thought of something, with sadness in her eyes, "This has nothing to do with you. I have been paving a way out for that child, but unfortunately, fate plays tricks on me...

"Alas, it seems that I, Axosenio, am destined to become a hero of the kingdom. This time, I am going to overshadow you. No, I have always been more popular than you. There is nothing I can do about it. I am just that outstanding."

The old king was also amused by Viloria's words. "You are still the same as before, disrespecting the king. However, the kingdom does need a true hero now."

Viloria laughed back, "Hahaha, it's not my fault that you can't catch up with me."

After the joke, Viloria got down to business again. "Have you really thought about joining forces with the orcs this time? Do you want to give them half of the territory?"

"Orcs are more ruthless than us humans. As long as they have enough room to develop, they will not be content to be inferior to others. So sooner or later they will confront the beings above us, and then we will have a chance to catch our breath."

There was sadness in Viloria's eyes. If each generation was not worse than the previous one, why would His Majesty bear this eternal sin?

"The people on the list must be present at the banquet to congratulate the envoy. I can't do anything, but I can still leave room for the younger generations to show their talents, as an old man."

Viloria pierced the air with her right hand and placed it on her chest. "Don't worry, Your Majesty. As long as there is a spark of resistance, we humans will not always be their captive livestock."

"......" The old king was silent for a while, then he slowly said: "Please accompany me to continue shopping, Lord Viloria."

Afterwards, the orcs sent their royal family to express their submission to the kingdom and voluntarily returned the body of the Duke of Viloria's beloved daughter. The kingdom also expressed its willingness to forgive the past and sent a large amount of food over.

Also, because the Minister of Finance, Kslinton Sotoop, sold the quota of descendants of heroes, the king cancelled the meritorious ministers and their descendants, and made the civilians compensate for what they took if they bought things less than ten silver coins without paying. If the civilians directly collected money from the descendants of heroes, they would be severely punished.

It was directly changed to issuing kingdom subsidies to the descendants of heroes.

If a similar incident is discovered again, the title will be stripped by one level and the loss will be repaid tenfold.

This finally ended the chaos of the kingdom, which had lasted for nearly three years, with the nobles not spending a penny and the common people having money but unable to spend it.

And someone's body has been lying there for a week.

Friends who often die in this world know that after a week of death, the wandering soul of a body will drift to the River Styx or the Kingdom of God for reincarnation and job redistribution.

There is magic called resurrection, but it can only be used by the church's believers who are closest to the sun god and the purest saints.

The Saint will appear only one person at a time and will go to the Holy City of the Church.

If it were just that, people would rush to invite her, but the key is that the current Saint has not appeared yet.

If the church's resurrection technique cannot be used, then one can only resort to some unorthodox methods, such as summoning the undead or making it into a zombie.

However, these two methods have obvious disadvantages. That is, if the spirit of the person being treated is not strong enough, and the person performing the treatment is not skilled enough, the memory cannot be retained.

Such a "resurrection" is obviously meaningless to those who are not undergoing a proper resurrection.

In addition, there is a way to resurrect people and make them followers of certain special races.

At this time, Fufente was sneaking with a shovel, avoiding the patrolling guards, and came to the sea of ​​flowers on the back hill of the Duke of Viloria's apartment.

It is spring now and the flowers on the mountain are in full bloom. According to the maids, all the flowers in the back mountain were planted here by Madam Bai Lezhi, who brought seeds from all over the place.

Bai Qingge had once talked about her dream of traveling around the world, and was later buried here by her parents. Having seen flowers from all over the world, she can be considered to have traveled around the world herself.

Facing the inconspicuous moonlight, with red light in her eyes, Fufente quietly walked towards the place on the mountain with the best overlooking view.