As the plague father, how can I save the world?

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In the end, the war has begun. It seems that the war has never stopped in the human world. Su Yun watched the army start from the royal city. Even if the ancient country is rotten, their army still has a proud momentum.

The purpose of this war is to support the royal power, but under the deliberate beautification, it looks like a righteous tour.

However, there is no way to do this. After all, the outcome of this battle for the orthodoxy of the throne has long been doomed. The empire is an empire with the First Army. Although their land area is far smaller than that of Ceylon, their combat effectiveness is just the opposite.

So is there a need for a response to a lost war?Of course there is, war serves the royal power, and the usefulness of war is definitely not limited to conquest and protest.

As for the people who will be sacrificed and the property that will be paid for it-they are all just weights of limited value that are left to the monarch to choose from.

After all, the lives of soldiers and their families are only part of the territory and power. Those in power are not born without compassion, but when countless data are piled up in front of them, they will naturally abandon their frivolous feelings.

Su Yun is now the king of Ceylon in name, and countless reports are delivered to him every day, but Teresa still makes the decisions, and Su Yun only needs to stamp his seal.

Countless huge torrents of data flowed in front of Su Yun like this, Ceylon's battle lines collapsed one after another, and the number of casualties increased day by day. Even the maids in the palace would occasionally show nervous expressions.

But only occasionally.

The rose garden in the royal palace is as beautiful and fragrant as ever, and new ancient books are constantly being sent to the royal library. Su Yun has personally experienced countless battlefields, but it is really the first time to sit on the sidelines like this .

Think about it, the extravagant afternoon tea in the brightly colored flower garden can happen at the same time as the painful wailing in the rancid trenches, and the division of classes can bring about such a strange contrast.

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Teresa strode down the corridor, and the court maids lined up neatly behind him, struggling to follow his steps.

The attendant was reporting as he walked, and his rapid walking made his report intermittent: "...His Majesty's equestrian teacher requests resignation..."

Teresa: "Rejected."

The attendant hurriedly retreated and left the corridor with the order of the Grand Duchess. Another attendant stepped forward urgently: "The latest news, King Depp wrote a letter to Winohan, which is very likely to be an agreement between the two countries. A sign of cooperation..."

"Keep waiting." Teresa said calmly

Answer, "If there is any movement from Winohan, we will contact Pang Bo immediately. We will not lack allies on this continent."

Depp is the country where Julia is now. The letter he wrote to Teresa was indeed a declaration of war. It was written in a high-sounding manner, but it was a pity that "you are looking for death" between the lines. This letter entertained Father God very well , so Teresa was willing to reward her with a letter.

And Winohan and Pangbo are the other two countries that are among the best, and Jasmin and Isis are their kings respectively.

This time, several small plagues were thrown everywhere, and there was only one Julia nearby. Jasmin and Isis faced each other at the coastline, and Anita was even more unlucky. Although his territory was vast this time, But he is far away overseas, and this time basically he doesn't want to meet his father God.

It was probably because of this reason that the little white snake clung to the Father God every day, and acted like a baby. When Teresa came from the corridor, what he saw was the Father God who was being entangled by the white snake.

This time Su Yun also changed the color of his eyes, the silver eyes were replaced with pure black, but the abyss-like demon has never changed this time.

Under the shadow of the pillars in the corridor, a white snake climbed up the young man's arm and sleeve to his shoulder. At first glance, the white snake looked like a work of art inlaid with ivory and rubies. I would care about such a small thing, but now it is as dazzling as a poisoned needle.

The young man with black hair and silver eyes was still wearing a black robe. He was sitting under the pillar of the corridor, with a light book open on his knees. The old black and gray book cover made the young man's pale and slender hands.

Whether it's black hair or a black robe, everything makes this young man wrapped in the purest color, whether it's the bright red roses outside the corridor or the bright metal decorations in the corridor, all the colorful and messy colors can only stop here , this is a place where even the sun is not allowed to be presumptuous.

The white snake coiled its small body on the young man's shoulder, raised its head high, and attached its snake kiss to the young man's side face with nostalgia. Passing those light-colored thin lips, in exchange for Father God's uncontrollable smile.

Teresa reached out her hand to stop the attendants and maids from following. He strode forward and sat down beside God the Father: "My God, you are here."

His god laughed: "Teresa, you are here."

Feeling threatened, the white snake turned around and faced Teresa

Spit letter.

However, the queen didn't take this little thing seriously at all. He tidied up the broken hair on the sideburns for his king, and at the same time grabbed the white snake's tail, but the snake Qiinch couldn't restrain Anita's little snake. Turning around, his fangs were exposed, and he bit Teresa's wrist fiercely.

A sweet and stenchy smell rose faintly, Anita's snake venom was even better than Jasmine's, but in the blink of an eye, Teresa's palms and wrists were rotten to the point where bones could be seen, the next moment, even The knuckles of his fingertips were blackened and shattered!

Fortunately, there were no human beings around at this time, otherwise this weird and terrifying scene would have shocked the entire court.

The poison and pain spread upwards along with the snake venom, but Teresa let it go unrestrained, and he even looked at his god with a slight smile: "My god, it is too dangerous, please don't Take it with you."

The white snake neighed angrily, but just as it wanted to continue climbing on Teresa's arm, a hand stretched out from behind and grabbed his snake's head.

"Anita!"

Su Yun scolded in a low voice, he pulled the little white snake back into his arms, and then stretched out his hand to hold Teresa's skeleton-turned wrist.

Teresa wanted to withdraw her hand: "My God, please don't touch it, there is still poison left."

Su Yun frowned slightly, he eased his strength, but did not let go: "Teresa, does it hurt?"

The rot that had spread to the forearm stopped abruptly, the blackened bones also recovered, and the flesh and blood climbed up the lonely skeleton again, and then the skin attached.

In an instant, Teresa's wrist returned to its original state. If his sleeves were not damaged, the horrific accident just now would have seemed like a mirage.

Teresa lowered her eyes, and her deep green eyes were like a pool of spring water. He said honestly: "It hurts very much, my God."

Su Yun sighed lightly: "Since you feel the pain, then next time protect yourself and don't let..."

Su Yun suddenly remembered that these little plagues would not be obedient, and Teresa would never have participated in fewer fights than Alice, so he sighed again: "At least, don't let your brothers treat you harm."

"Okay, my God." Teresa smiled softly, "You too, please give me Anita's snake, it is very dangerous."

Su Yun shook his head helplessly: "I'm always like this here, if I'm not here... what will happen to you?"

Teresa asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

Su Yun nodded: "I still want to see other children

Son, Alice will be handed over to you during this period. "

Alice threw his brothers everywhere, and Su Yun had to walk around.

Teresa blinked: "Okay, I see."

"Don't worry, it's all about me."

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Father God left.

Teresa stood in front of the rose garden, her fragrant breath filled the entire court, but it was a pity that there was no longer God the Father on the land of Ceylon.

The attendant anxiously reported the depressing news: "...a big defeat, the collapse of the front line, Depp occupied Sicily, our battle losses...the number of victims..."

Teresa listened to the bad news indifferently, and after the attendant finished his report, he ordered: "Call all the ministers immediately."

The war has progressed to such a point that treaties can already be concluded.

The attendants left in panic. Siasili is the richest piece of land in Ceylon, but now this land is occupied by the enemy. Not only that, but Depp's army is still on display at the border, and they are invincible.

King Depp's letter was once again sent to the court of Ceylon. An unequal treaty was about to be established. Ceylon would cede the rich Sicily to Depp in exchange for Depp's recognition of the queen's legitimacy.

Teresa carelessly played his role according to the script of history. This time, Julia sent him an envelope with only a blank sheet of paper—now that Father God is no longer by Teresa's side, Julia can't take a drop of ink. won't give it to him.

But they don't need to communicate, after all, they have already done the same thing countless times.

The servant who took the place of the king walked silently behind Teresa. Teresa stuffed the white paper back into the envelope. The grand letter of credentials ignited in his hands, and instantly turned into a heap of ashes. The wind cleared.

Teresa looked up at the sky, where was the divine court that mortals could not see with naked eyes, and now there was only the last pillar left in the divine court.

Flora... This overly arrogant monarch is trying to get his hands on the authority of the gods. This alone is enough to make Teresa firm in her determination to kill him.

Julia coveted Flora's power, and Teresa was unwilling to see the "king" wake up. Although the purpose was diametrically opposed, they still reached a silent and brief consensus.

Teresa walked down the steps slowly, and the silver-purple fire was jumping in his palm. This strange flame exuded a piercing chill, scorching Teresa's palm black.

It was Julia's fire, and Teresa would mix it with Flora's fire when the campaign that swept the continent began in a few years' time.

Flora, it's better not to wake up.

The author has something to say: Today I reviewed Zhang San’s psychological journey, and then deleted the resource search tutorial in the previous chapter.

Ladies and gentlemen!Be self-reliant!

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