Naughty Loli in Doll

Just the summoning technique given at random has messed up the capital of the Storm Kingdom. Maybe there are no ordinary people alive now.

This is enough to illustrate the strength of the Crimson King.

There is no need for a superior existence to care about the weak, just like the current Storm Kingdom.

The Kingdom of Storms has been messed up, why is there no strong person to stand up?Could it be that all the powerhouses in the capital of the Storm Kingdom are fighting against the python?

No, they just don't want to make a move.

Their interests were not involved, they were happy to hide in the dark and watch the tyrant sell his flaws, and then look for opportunities to stab him in the back.

In the same way, the Crimson King didn't need to care about his feelings. He had given him the method of summoning a legion. If he didn't achieve the other party's goal, then the other party naturally didn't need to pay attention to him.

Victor decadently picked up a quilt in this house, and used it to cover the boy who had lost his vitality lying on the sofa.

He didn't have the tools or ability to bury the boy.

Victor looked at the back of his hand in confusion.

All that he has done will not awe him or acknowledge him, but will only add more pain.

"Don't follow! Don't come!" A voice of extreme fear sounded from outside the room, interrupting Victor's thoughts.

Who is this time?

Victor slightly opened a crack in the door to look out, and happened to meet Coreto who was rolling in the muddy water.

His image is not good, it can even be said to be bad.

His whole body was wet, his clothes and face were stained with mud, and bruises could be seen on his body under the mess. The pair of black eyes that were punched out made Victor almost not recognize him.

Not far from Koleto, a mechanical soldier was slowly approaching him.

After seeing Victor, Coretto seemed to see a savior, and ran towards him, scrambling and falling halfway.

After running to Victor, the mechanical soldier decisively turned around and ignored him.

Victor frowned, quickly pulled the wet Coretto into the room, and looked at him seriously: "You threw away the amulet I gave you?"

"No, I lost it!" Coretto looked bitter.

He managed to escape from Xiaolu and the others, but he has been in bad luck ever since.

First, he was almost crushed to death by the gravel that suddenly fell from the sky, and second, he lost the amulet that Victor gave him, and was chased by mechanical soldiers. …

Coretto grabbed his brother's clothes with wet hands, and looked at him with bloodshot eyes:

"Brother, did you make these things? Yes??"

"..." Victor turned his head away, not daring to look at his younger brother, but still nodded slightly to admit his crime.

However, to his surprise, Coretto looked pleasantly surprised: "That's great, can you command them to help me kill a few people?"

Victor frowned, but didn't tell his brother that he couldn't command these mechanical soldiers.

"Kill who? Why kill?" Victor asked.

Coretto pointed to his dark circles, gritted his teeth and said, "Those people from the Rainbow Wing Kingdom are the ones who beat me up like this, and I will make them pay the price..."

Then let that little bitch who was nothing but pretty be his plaything.

This sentence was not said in front of his brother.

People will always think about things from their own point of view. In his eyes, he didn't succeed in drugging that day, and he went to Mir's room just to take some of her clothes for a phase rush. hurt anyone.

None of these things succeeded, but those people actually trampled on his self-esteem, beat him physically, and made him stare blankly.

No matter what bullshit prince and princess he is, his brother is the one who can mess up the capital of the Storm Kingdom!

"Brother, I remember that your ideal is to stand out, and now we have achieved it!" Coretto looked at Victor excitedly: "Now our fists have hardened, and we can make everyone who looks down on us pay... ..."

"That's enough, Coretto." Victor gently pushed him away, turned his head to look at the boy under the quilt, and said under Corleto's stunned expression: "This matter has nothing to do with it." You have nothing to do..."

His original intention was to tell Koletto that all the sins were caused by him.But in Koletto's eyes, what he meant was that he was the one who took off, and it had nothing to do with his younger brother who had been silently supporting him.

Coretto clenched his fists, his body was trembling constantly.

When Victor turned around, Coretto's expression twisted instantly, and he slapped Victor on the back of the neck.

"..."

Victor touched the back of his neck in shock and turned to look at him.

Coreto: "..."

He thought it was true that he fainted immediately when he slapped the back of his neck in the novel.

Without the slightest hesitation, he lifted the table beside him again.

"and many more……"

Without giving Victor a chance to explain, Corletto directly smashed the table on top of his head.

Victor passed out directly, with a pimple on his head.

Coretto patted his brother's chest expressionlessly, took out the thick book from his style of clothes, and turned to the only page that Victor had bookmarked.

It was this book that allowed Victor to gain knowledge that he would never have access to before.

For his younger brother, Victor can be said to have no reservations.

The bookmarked page is very easy to turn to, because there are other things in it besides the bookmark.

An envelope with no decoration other than white.

Coretto's expression stiffened.

"Prank?" This was his first reaction, after all, what Mir had done to him had left a deep impression on him.

But he saw that the letter was opening automatically.

A greater sense of crisis hit his heart than when he encountered ghosts.

Out of survival instinct, he quickly threw the envelope away, but he knew that this was not enough, so far no one has been able to escape from the ghost envelope.

Almost without thinking, he turned his gaze to the line of writing on the book that Victor never let him see, and read a little jerky:

"The split between fate and knowledge, the double-faced Crimson King..."

"Aren't you bothered?" An impatient girl's voice interrupted him.

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The Storm King is in the north of the capital.

"Get out!" An overbearing middle-aged man with a big beard and a fat beard raised a shotgun and hit a young man on the leg without hesitation, causing the young man to scream like a pig.

This cry made the middle-aged man panic.

He missed the shot, and instead of killing the brat with a single shot, it made him let out a scream that might attract a steel monster.

He didn't seem to have thought that the gunshots might also attract mechanical soldiers.

This young man didn't have any deep hatred with him, he just wanted to hide here and was rejected by him, and then the young man stalked...

For the bearded man, he doesn't feel any guilt for shooting at strangers just by seeing him face to face. This is the human nature of the Storm Kingdom.

In other words, this is how the people of the Storm Kingdom greet each other.

"What you lost was just a leg, and what I lost was a bullet!" This kind of nonsensical thinking is quite popular in the Storm Kingdom.

The bearded man quickly took out the bullets from his pocket and loaded his shotgun, preparing to shut up the idiot in front of him forever.

But the flustered action made him accidentally drop the bullet on the ground, and accidentally stepped on it and deformed it directly.

"Damn it!" the bearded man cursed angrily, kicked the screaming young man, and looked out the door nervously.

Unexpectedly, there was no trace of mechanical soldiers.

In his memory, there were mechanical soldiers everywhere outside an hour ago, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to make a sound while walking in his own house.

Just when he was wondering, an old man with a white goatee stepped into his eyes.

The suffocating pressure made the bearded man unable to breathe, and stared at the old man blankly.

Wearing a top hat, with wrinkles on his face, he is very thin, but his blue eyes are very energetic, even glowing.

Not angry.

There is no rain on his head, it is not isolated by magic, but there will be no rain on his head.

He is the oldest existence in the Kingdom of Storms, and he is also the existence that Irene had to fear when she was still A-level-Brand.

And Anastasia is of the same age.

Even beings with steel bodies will feel threatened not to approach some places, such as places where wild beasts exist.

The old man raised his head and looked at the flickering daylight in the distance. It looked as if someone had fired a flash bomb, but he could still feel the warming of the air from afar.

The old man stroked his beard and walked slowly towards the daytime, ignoring the disputes at the side.

Before he could take two steps, his attention was attracted by something else.

That is a woman.

An orange-haired woman wearing a strange dress and wearing black-rimmed glasses.

This woman was surrounded by several mechanical soldiers, but she was not surrounded. These mechanical soldiers had no intention of attacking, and even the woman was directing them.

After seeing the old man, the woman smiled and pushed her glasses.

More mechanical soldiers lost their original target and began to surround her.

This is the power of 【Domination】.

The old man opened his mouth slightly, not because of the opponent's ability to manipulate the mechanical soldiers, but because of the identity of the opponent.

"Lina...princess?"

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"Ton ton ton—" Sac lay on the frosty bed, drank the ice water that Carlo gave him, and then handed the cup to Carlo: "It's still hot!"

The hot body seemed to be melting away.

Carlo poured him another glass of water: "Is your current situation related to your dislike of killing people?"

Sac didn't reply, and drank the ice water again.