Tyrant Code

When Sai Lun came back just in time for breakfast.

After a day, he was dressed more like a prince.The gorgeous embroidered dress was close to his tall and thin figure, something had been smeared on his head, and even the hair looked more docile and shiny than when he went there—it must have taken a lot of thought to take care of himself.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. After such a set, when he walked over frowning and striding, he even gave people a luxurious and compelling feeling.

Goldo spread a layer of raspberry jam on the white bread and handed it to him: "Back?"

Sai Lun took Goldo's "consolation item", took a hard bite, and hummed lightly.

"Looking at you like this, is the meeting with your family not going well?" Goldo asked.

"Don't mention it. After I went to the palace that day, I found out that it wasn't the king and queen who wanted to see me, but my idiot brother." Sai Lun rolled his eyes lightly, "As you expected, he did come to ask Regarding the matter of the temple, I also followed the plan we made before."

Gordon nodded slightly, and asked with some doubts: "What about your parents? You didn't even meet each other, did you?"

"I met you today. They pretended to let me have breakfast with them, but in fact they just greeted me hypocritically, and the rest is to let me pave the way for my brother." Sai Lun snorted coldly. I couldn’t eat anything, so I just said a few perfunctory words.”

"What's the matter with your brother?" Xiu Nuo who was sitting by the side poured a cup of black tea for Sai Lun, "The third prince? But you haven't seen them for so long... Your parents are too partial Bar."

The muscles on Salem's cheeks seemed to twitch slightly, but in the end they said nothing.

He took the cup of black tea, touched the cup in Gordo's hand, and there seemed to be some kind of storm brewing in his dark blue eyes: "Don't say anything. Let's just blow up the Holy Peak Academy." Already!"

His resolute appearance made Xiu Nuo feel greatly encouraged. He felt that Sai Lun's current appearance was better than the sullen state when he came back just now: "Well said!"

Goldo who was suddenly clinked: "..."

In any case, their team was finally assembled.

Xiu Nuo was curious for a moment, and asked the surrounding team members: "What are your plans for today?"

East replied without hesitation: "Shopping."

Jody said at the same time: "Just rest in the room."

Then the two of them glanced at each other, and both saw incredible expressions in each other's eyes.

Jody: "Are you going shopping? Before the league starts?"

East raised his eyebrows and said: "What's the matter, it's rare to come to Windenburg, can't I go out for a stroll? Do you think this day before the game is used for us, reviewing tactics or reviewing us? What have you learned before? Up to now, it is useless to sharpen your guns in battle, this day is just for us to relax." After finishing speaking, she gracefully smashed the teacup in her hand on the table, "Like you Those who started to worry about this and that a few days ago are the most likely to have problems on the field."

Jody: "The more important the game, the more we should treat it with caution. Isn't this common sense—"

Then the two of them reasoned.

Xiu Nuo had no choice but to stop it: "... two people, stop, stop! Everyone has a way to adjust their state. Walton, what are you going to do?"

Walton, sitting on the couch, covered his face with a book with a thick brown cover and said he didn't want to answer the question.

Huonuo: "..."

Sai Lun looked at these teammates with full of personality, and suddenly felt that his fate was ill-fated.

In the end, East got his wish and set off to the commercial street. Jody meditated in the room, Walton sat in the study and read a book quietly, and Huo Nuo chose to re-sharpen the swords of several members of the Knight Academy.The paladin cherished his sword as if he cherished his wife. For a while, Xiu Nuo was surrounded by the largest number of people and became the busiest person in the entire team.

Goldo was invited by Sai Lun to his palace on the outskirts of the city.

Goldo knew that although Sai Lun complained a few words in the morning, he still had something else to say.

When he was in the seminary, Gordo tried his best to help him keep the secret every time Sai Lun got sick.Over time, he also got used to spreading certain things in front of Gordo.

Gordon is really a qualified friend, this time he chose to listen quietly to Sai Lun.

"Other people wonder why my parents don't like me, and you certainly don't think it's strange." Salem turned away from the people, pointed to a picture hanging on the wall and said, "Look, this is the picture I was with them when I was five years old." painted portrait."

It was a portrait of a royal court.All the people who appeared on the stage were surrounded by deep light and shadows. The king, who was barely a young man at that time, was tall and handsome, and beside him sat the dignified and dignified queen. On the left and right of the queen stood a young boy with blond hair, who looked about the same. big.

At this time, the expressions of the king and queen were both benevolent.At least judging from this painting, their family is on good terms.

But then, there was a portrait of Sai Lun hanging on the wall.His relatives have never appeared in the same frame with him again.

"They alienate you, is it related to your illness?" Goldo understood, looked at all the paintings, and then asked.

"Yeah." Salem laughed at himself, then took a light breath, "My mother also tried to save me. She even tried her best to invite the Pope to sit in the Holy See for me—but even The Pope has no choice."

"...The prince who suffers from this disease should not continue to appear in the eyes of the public. I have lived in seclusion since I was six years old, and my life was really boring. The days I spent in the temple were the most free time for me. Sairon shrugged and turned around, "Only occasionally I feel angry. Even if they alienate me and don't want to accept me as a member of the royal family, they shouldn't define me as helping my brother ascend to the crown prince." stepping stone."

Sai Lun said softly: "Look, they don't even know me. Am I the kind of person who will give my heart and soul to them after being treated coldly? Or do they really think that I have supported me until now, relying on their charity? My little concern? Do they think that as long as they use family affection as an excuse, I will eagerly buy it?"

Gordon stared at him for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "I don't think they are using family affection to win you over."

Sai Lun: "...What else can it be used for?"

Goldo: "Use your living space, use your future position of power. I think that's probably what they're sending you now. It's just that you don't want to listen."

They didn't want to improve their relationship with him through the exchange of benefits and become a family.

They simply wanted to buy him off with benefits.

So in the end...everyone in his family was seriously talking about power with him, and only Sai Lun could really talk about "family" and "family affection".

It was because their caring attitude was too fake, or because they didn't even bother to do this superficial effort, that's why Sai Lun was so angry.

Sai Lun was silent for a while, and replied: "You are right. I was naive. Fortunately, I only told you what I said today."

"...I will only tell you." Salem lowered his head and turned his face to the crimson wall, "Don't tell anyone else."

Gordon nodded: "Of course not."

Although Sai Lun was in a bad mood, he managed to elicit a faint smile in the dark.He stared at the dark rose pattern on the wall, and suddenly felt that he really wanted to hug Gordo who was standing behind him.They had actually hugged many times before, but this time his mood seemed a little different.

Sai Lun didn't understand what was going on.His mind was in a state of confusion, and his thoughts gradually turned in another direction.Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Gordon's sigh——

"Then do you want to lift the curse on you?"

Sai Lun was stunned subconsciously, then opened his eyes wide in an instant, turned around and asked Gordon: "What did you say? Do you have a way to lift the curse?"

Goldo: "Yeah. Just learned it recently."

In fact, after fusing the Crystal Skull, Gordo felt that there was hardly a curse in the world that he could not lift.

"..." Sai Lun made a slip of the tongue, and just stared at Gordon for a few seconds, then frowned and doubted, "But even the Pope said that there is no way—"

"It's not that there is no way." Goldo said decisively, "Also, the Pope probably has some ideas about this way. It's just that he is destined to be unable to say this way."

Salem: "What do you mean?"

Goldo: "You know that the curse that happened to you is inherited in the family?"

Sairon was dumbfounded.

"I know." After a moment of silence, he said, "Actually, my uncle, Prince Seychelle, died of this kind of madness. Before he died, he said that this curse would be passed down in our family from now on. But nobody took it seriously at the time.”

Until Sai Lun became the first unlucky ghost in the family.

The scary thing is that if Sai Lun really contracted this disease as a victim, it means that Seychelle's "nonsense" before his death has come true, and the royal family has really become a cursed family. This is very detrimental to their rule.

This is the real reason why the royal family has a grudge against Salem.

"But you said there is a way to break this curse?" Salem felt a little thirsty in his throat, and asked impatiently, "What method?"

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye," Goldo said, "That's the answer."

Salem: "...what do you mean?"

Goldo: "Remember the curse we encountered in Linbian Village before? Your curse is actually of the same genre as that curse. It is mainly aimed at preserving corpses and funerary objects after death, so as to ensure that the curse is in the blood. handed down from generation to generation.”

Salem: "..."

It means that some of their ancestors were very wicked and dug their graves.

"There is actually more than one way to solve the curse." Goldo said, "One, return the stolen thing. Two, if it is not returned, the dead soul will make the thief's descendants suffer the same pain. Every time you Each attack is a headache, and if we venture to assume—"

"Then what your ancestors stole should be a... head?"