The Correct Posture for Anti-Transmigration [Quick Transmigration]

A disaster that destroyed the country was resolved beyond everyone's expectations.Especially after the king of the neighboring country was extremely unwilling but had no choice but to succumb to the power and signed the treaty of returning the city-state with an extremely aggrieved expression, the people of the Kingdom of Pamela hadn't reacted yet.

It wasn't until the troops of the neighboring country receded like a tidal wave that the people standing at the gate of the castle believed that all this was not a daydream that was too tense. Both civilians and nobles all paid tribute to the preserved lives and the regained lands. Cheers.

Seeing their joy for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, Fifth Hao's mood improved a lot, and only then did he smell the strong sour smell on his body.If it is required for role-playing, he can bear it, but he is already a king now, and he is still a king who has won battles. Taking a bath should not be considered OOC.

He stepped up and wanted to walk into the castle, but before he could take a step, he was stopped by soldiers observing him.The Duke of Anguda, who was still shrunk during the battle, walked over gracefully holding the scepter.Slowly pulled out his gorgeous sword, and pointed the coldly shining tip at him. He raised his chin, looked down at the young man whose face was so dirty that he couldn't tell, and said contemptuously, "Seeing that you have dedicated yourself to this battle." For the sake of some thinness, I forgive your previous offense. Now, slave, take off the crown that does not belong to you, go back to your cellar, and never appear in front of my eyes again."

Fifth Hao was shocked by his shamelessness.

Is this what a fucking person said? !

With a sullen face, he looked around, wanting to see if there was a male second coming out to escort him.But who would have thought that everyone around would have an expression that should be taken for granted, as if it is a normal thing to persecute a person who has just saved the whole country... Tsk, I really learned a lot.

With a sneer in his heart, Fifth Hao looked at this person and said word by word, "I am the king."

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words came out, the people next to him stared at him with wide eyes as if they had heard something unbelievable.

A mouse... wants to be the king of the human race? ? !

Who gave him the courage?Liang Jingru? !

The people shouted angrily——

"How can a lowly half-blood be king?!"

"This is really terrible... They even have dirty blood, how can they let him sit on the throne?!"

"Neighboring countries... no... people in the entire Dia continent will laugh at us! Absolutely not!! I can already imagine how the people next to me laughed when the bards played!"

"Did you hear that? Bastard." Amidst the loud objections, the Duke of Angoda showed a mocking smile on his pale face, looked down at him, and said, "Don't think that you can be a king by wearing the crown, even if the ant Strong, and it is impossible to become an elephant. Touched by your filthy hands, even the holy light stone will lose its luster. It is a big deal for a mixed race like you who does not belong to any race to be thrown to death at birth How dare you greedily ask for more?!"

The original owner in his memory had been polished off all the edges and corners, and he didn't even know he had a talent that was once in a thousand years. He didn't see himself as a human until Wu Hao came to do the task.Even if he died so simply because he didn't want to be killed in the original book later, he resisted when he was about to be killed, and found that the human race who was once superior was actually a weak chicken. After winning the unexpected victory, he would never leave so quickly The thinking inertia of slaves for more than ten years.

But Fifth Hao is not the original owner, so he doesn't need time to adjust his mentality of self-knowledge.

Ignoring the other party's provocative words, the thumb of his right hand gently rubbed against the middle finger. Fifth Hao, who was scolded by pointing his nose for the first time in hundreds of years, stared coldly at the duke's eyes. His golden pupils were full of murderous intent. With the last of his patience repeated "I am the king."

"Looking for death!" Shrunk back in fright, and realized that he was intimidated by a bastard. Duke Anguda felt that his dignity had been seriously challenged, and immediately burst into anger. The light orange martial spirit covered the sword, and raised The sword thrust out suddenly.

The muffled sound of the body being torn apart hit the ears of everyone present.

He thought he could see the scene of blood splatter, and in fact he did.

In the 35 years of the Duke of Angola's life, the last image left in his pupils was the scene where his headless body was pierced countless times and the ground was stained red.

He didn't even know until his death why a half-breed, a bastard, a rat living in the gutter, who didn't even have the qualification to kiss the toe of his shoe, dared to resist and even murder nobles.

Until he closed his eyes reluctantly, he didn't understand why he didn't see clearly earlier, what he was facing was not a poor worm, but a soaring golden dragon.

Looking at the head covered in blood and mud on the ground, the surroundings fell into a strange silence, and then there was a high-pitched scream:

"The half-blood killed the Duke of Angola------!!!"

what...? !

The nobles and knights who only reacted at this time were all blown up. They all took out their weapons and pointed at the mouse that dared to kill the nobles, and angrily denounced this rebellious half-breed.

"Sanction him! Soldier! Sanction him!!!"

"traitor!!"

"Oh my god... My poor Duke of Angola died at the hands of a half-blood, what a shame!!!"

Looking coldly at the group of people who were in chaos, wanting to go up but not daring to go up, only barking at him, Wu Wuhao picked out the loudest person among them, his eyes moved.

The nobles who were still shouting suddenly felt a biting cold, and the voice next to them seemed to be a magic phonograph that had been paused, and it was frozen in the vocal cords forever.Turning his head in doubt, he saw more than 30 humanoid ice sculptures with angry expressions and very familiar looks standing motionless.

Some of them were mages, some were warriors, but without exception, they died in an instant.

Cracks that appeared at unknown times spread from the ice sculpture's heart, and the cobweb-like cracks became bigger and bigger, until finally there was a 'crash', and all of them turned into broken ice and scattered all over the place.

Not to mention saving people, the whole body was not left behind.

The surrounding fell into silence again.

This time, although there was still contempt and anger in the eyes of the people looking at him, there was more, indeed thick fear.

For the last time, Fifth Hao's expression remained unchanged, and he said flatly, "I am the king."

.........

"...Long live the king!"

I don't know who started it, as long as the rest of them wanted to survive, they all followed suit.

"Long live the king!!!"

"Long live the king!!!"

More and more people succumbed, from being as small as mosquitoes at the beginning, to the ground trembling, and the voice of shouting resounded through the sky.

"Long live King Frein!!!"

...Sure enough, only force can bring this group of boring people to their knees.

Fifth Hao knew why the original owner was called a tyrant, it was really not violent.As soon as he saved the country, this group of people dared to let him resign and go back to be a slave. If he didn't teach them to be a good person, he would have to pack up and leave now.

Gee.

It's really disgusting. This group of people is now pretending to be respectful. In the eyes of Wu Hao, who is more sensitive than normal people, there is no joy of victory in the war at all.The dark elements in the air are very active. The thick resentment from these so-called high-ranking people gathers into a net, and the roots are entwined around the body, tightening it, as if he is such a heinous sinner.

Even more upset.

His fingertips moved slightly, although he really wanted to do something in line with his tyrant's setting, but thinking that this kind of person couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried, he felt very distressed.Although the male second on standby didn't know where to stand, but he really didn't want to stay any longer!

Anyway, the male second is in Wangcheng, and he can't run away, and his appearance characteristics are also mentioned in the novel, so let's look for it later.

Facing the piercing sight of these rose thorns, Fifth Hao raised his feet and was about to return to the castle.

.......Wait, this sight....?

Feeling something, Wu Hao stopped his pace suddenly, followed a distinctive hot gaze and looked back suspiciously, and saw a knight riding a seventh-level wind horse standing motionless through his helmet. Stare at yourself.The knight's only exposed brown eyes are so clear, like the holy snow mountain of Warta; these eyes are so fiery, as if what he is looking at is something unattainable, hidden deep in his heart treasure.

The corners of his eyebrows twitched, and Wu Hao was a little terrified at the sight.

When Fifth Hao looked back, the knight was also shocked and stared at him more eagerly.

Wu Hao can be sure that this is the second male knight who admires the strong, loves fighting and loves bosses in the early stage, breaks up with bosses in the later stage, and changes to loves fighting and loves the protagonist.

The two just stared at each other for a while, and neither of them spoke first. Looking at it, the knight seemed to understand something. He closed and opened his eyes again, as if he had made up his mind to get out of the monster.

Pushing away the crowd surrounded by layers in front of him, the hard armor made the sound of iron plates colliding while walking, clattering, and with firm steps, he walked towards Fifth Hao step by step like this.

Stopping three meters in front of the new king, the knight knelt on one knee and took off his helmet with both hands. His long, curly brown hair was tied behind his head with a rope, like fine silk from the East.He put the things in his hands by his side, showing a handsome face that fits the aesthetics of people in this world. His brown pupils seemed to be burning with flames. He lowered his head and said respectfully and humbly, "You are so powerful, the glory of the former war god Gloria It is not as good as you! Please allow me to offer my loyalty, Your Majesty, I am willing to be your loyal knight and overcome obstacles for you!"