Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

After the prayer was over, Herax picked up the black gemstones scattered all over the place. These are all transformed by the power of his dreams, each of which can provide her with powerful energy, and must be carefully stored away for emergencies .

Seeing Miss Witcher walking in the direction of the City of Sighs, Xi Xiumi no longer manipulated the screen to track, and the crystal ball froze on Herax's gradually receding back.

"What did she pick up?" Xi Xiumi asked curiously, "It looks like a gem."

"It is a gem transformed by your divine power." Hersius replied.

Xi Xiumi: "!!"

What?Can he conjure gems?Then as long as he keeps changing, wouldn't he soon be rich like an enemy?

But after thinking about it, he is already very rich now, too much money is useless, and he can't spend it all, so he quickly abandoned this path of making a fortune.

"Angel steward," Xixiumi asked, "do you think Herax will be safe after returning to the City of Sighs?"

Hersius thought for a while and replied: "The Church of Light has lost three people in a row in the City of Sighs, two of whom are senior clergymen. They will definitely send people to investigate the whole story."

"Isn't Miss Witcher very dangerous?" Xi Xiumi worried, "Why does she want to go back?"

"You don't have to worry, she has enough ability to protect herself now." Hersius said, "Besides, there is no evidence that this matter is related to her. If you receive a routine inquiry at that time, just insist that you were at home at that time. Can."

Xi Xiumi thought for a while, and it was true, so she stopped worrying about Herax, and said instead: "I suddenly want to see what kind of scumbag Ms. Loman's husband is, help me cut the picture to him go."

"Of order, my lord." As Hersius waved his hand, the crystal ball buzzed, the screen jumped, and he began to switch between various casinos in Star River City, looking for the target.

In this way, Xixiumi can be regarded as an eye-opener, and he is fortunate to see how brilliant this well-known industry in the Italian country is.

In this country, casinos exist legally. They are controlled by major aristocratic families to obtain huge wealth. Of course, the royal family has the most income. After all, half of the country's army depends on casinos to pay taxes.

For ordinary people, this place can provide a quick way to make a fortune. People who come to the casino are all greedy, hoping to get rich overnight, but the results are often very different. Most people will lose their chips. Not even underpants left.

Therefore, the casino "intimately" launched a loan business to lend money to those gamblers.

People who like to gamble are addicted, they have long since lost their eyes, and every time they look forward to turning around next time, so they take these borrowed gambling funds, hoping that they can turn against the wind.

In the end, they also lost all the money they borrowed, and finally owed a huge amount of debt. They were sued by the creditors to the church and sentenced to slavery by the creditors, and those creditors were the actual controllers of the casino—the major aristocratic families.

Xixiumi has always been skeptical about this law. He always felt that it was a conspiracy by the nobles to obtain a large supply of slaves. After all, in this society, no one would sell themselves as slaves unless they were desperate.

The crystal ball finally tracked Loman's husband, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, who was being held up by two casino attendants and thrown out of the casino gate.

"Get out!" Servant A yelled, "You haven't paid back the gambling money owed to Dilante, and you want to come here to play the autumn wind?"

Dilante is the name of another casino. Loman's husband had been borrowing money to gamble there before. He owed two gold coins for gambling and had no money to repay. Now he has been blacklisted by the major casinos, waiting for the creditors. Get ready, sue this kind of gamblers to the church collectively, and harvest together.

Therefore, before the church came to arrest people, no casino would lend them a penny. After all, the meat was already on the chopping board, so there was no need to pay the cost.

The man got up from the ground, rubbed his hands together and begged, "My lords, please let me in, and lend me another five hundred copper coins, and I will definitely win it back."

"Excuse me!" Servant B scolded, "You've already been blacklisted, and it's impossible for any casino to lend you another money, so get out!"

"My lord, please, let me in... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, the two attendants lost their patience and went up to punch and kick. The middle-aged man rolled around on the ground, howling unceasingly.

Xi Xiumi was stunned. It was hard to imagine how there could be such shameless people in the world. I really felt sorry for that Ms. Loman and her son.

The attendants had had enough, ignored the man, turned around and entered the casino, the man lay on the ground for a while, and slowly got up.

"Oh, ouch, it hurts me to death." He groaned, "Tomorrow I'll go to that stinky woman to ask for money, and when the time comes, wait for me to stand up and see if I don't beat you two to death, bah!"

Xi Xiumi: "!!"

"Isn't this man too scumbag?" Xi Xiumi said angrily, "He still wants to ask Ms. Loman for money? See how I deal with you."

As he said, he picked up the black quill on the side, and was about to manipulate the middle-aged man and give him some "critical education", Hersius hurriedly said: "My lord, you probably forgot that this prop is only for the guests of the Hall of Dreams." take effect."

The hand that raised the quill barely stopped in the air, Xi Xiumi remembered, and said depressedly: "Then what should I do? I really can't stand it anymore, I really want to teach this scumbag a lesson."

Hersius smiled and said, "Of course I will take care of such trivial matters. Wait for me and I will be right back." As he spoke, the silver light flashed and disappeared.

Xi Xiumi: "..."

Soon, Hersius appeared in the picture, like an elegant leopard, quietly following behind the middle-aged man.

What does he want to do?West Humeton felt curious and stared at the picture intently, observing how Hersius taught this guy a lesson.

The man sensed that someone was following him, and turned his head immediately. It was pitch black behind him, and there was nothing, so he could only continue walking forward.

After a while, he still felt a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. The man became more and more frightened, so he quickened his pace, turned around, and finally walked into a dead end because he was too nervous.

"Who? Who the hell is there?" he yelled fearfully into the darkness.

A tall and slender figure slowly walked out of the darkness, and a low and proud voice sounded: "You humble human being, you don't deserve to know my name."

Xi Xiumi pouted outside the screen, are all Xindao angels so arrogant?Hersius seemed to like saying this line very much, and it made his ears callous.

"You, what do you want to do?" The man asked tremblingly, looking around, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

"Something interesting to show you," Hersius said with a smile.

"What?" the man subconsciously asked, but he quickly reacted and shouted loudly: "No! I won't look at it! Get out, get out!"

"If you don't look at it, you have to look at it." As Hersius said, he waved his hand lightly, and the middle-aged man turned his head involuntarily, looking at the gray-white wall next to him.

The next moment, he saw the scariest scene he had ever seen in his life.

(High-energy early warning ahead, don't watch it for the timid!)

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Inside the wall, along with the scarlet blood gurgling out, a steady stream of people are crawling out. They seem to be born in the wall, and they are slowly leaving the wall at this moment.

All of them have mutilated limbs, some have broken half of their arms, some are missing half of their bodies, and some even have no heads. Every one of them is dripping with blood, which is horrible.

The most frightening thing was that they all had the same face, and that face was so familiar to the man—it was himself!

"I won't owe you any more money, don't hit me, please forgive me."

"It hurts, my arm is broken."

"I lost my head, give it back."

"what--!"

After the shrill screams, the man couldn't hold on any longer, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Hersius smiled evilly, closed his eyes, and went back to Xixiu Mi's study in an instant, and saw the black-haired boy covering his eyes with his hands, like a frightened kitten, which was pitiful.

Hersius walked over quickly, gently covered his white hand, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

"Ah!" Xixiu Mi was taken aback, Hersius immediately took him into his arms, and softly comforted him: "It's me, my lord, Hersius."

Xixiumi opened his eyes and found that it was an angel. He immediately glanced at the screen, and the horror had disappeared, only to see the middle-aged man lying on the ground, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry, Lord Xixiumi." Hersius hugged him and said guiltily: "I scared you, I didn't think carefully."

Xi Xiumi felt a little embarrassed, buried her head in Hersius' warm embrace, and said in a muffled voice, "I wasn't frightened, but it was too sudden and I wasn't mentally prepared."

"Okay, I know." Hersius said obediently, "My lord is a great god, how could he be frightened by such a trivial matter?"

Xixiumi was coaxed into a dizzy state by Hersius, his nose was filled with the pleasant smell of roses on his body, and she stayed in his arms for a long time, and finally realized belatedly: they seem to be hugging ?

He pushed the angel butler away, blushed, and quickly changed the subject, asking: "You scared him out, and you're going to gamble when he wakes up, what should you do?"

"No, my lord." Hersius explained, "As long as he wants to gamble in the future, the horrible scene he saw just now will appear in his mind, and he can empathize with it. I can’t even think of a word.”

"Come back and pay off the gambling money he owes him, tell him to find a proper job, and then the boy will be completely safe."

"Really?" Sishoumi asked.

Kneeling on one knee, Hersius looked up into the boy's eyes and said seriously, "My lord, I assure you."

"I believe in you." Xi Xiumi whispered, "Get up quickly."

Hersius was still kneeling. This was the first time that he did not immediately carry out Xixiu Mi's order. At this moment, his eyes were full of nostalgia. It was a love that had been buried for thousands of years, like a magnificent wave The sea is boundless.

The god he loves is watching him, Hersius longs for him to touch his wings, longs for him to give him more attention, and even longs for a day when he can love himself, even if that day is the end of the entire universe , He is not a pity to die.

Xi Xiumi noticed that the atmosphere was getting weirder—no, to be precise, it was getting more and more ambiguous, and he was suddenly at a loss.

The next moment, several star tentacles flashed in his eyes, his face sank immediately, and he said indifferently: "Get up, Hersius, I'm hungry, go and see if dinner is ready?"

Hersius had a panoramic view of the momentary changes. He immediately got up and said sadly, "Okay, my lord, I'll go right away."

Xi Xiumi breathed a sigh of relief, what's going on with this angel butler?Can't you just stand up and talk?Kneeling in front of him as if proposing marriage was just too embarrassing.

"Wait, butler." He suddenly thought of something again, and said, "Teach me to take back this shrunken dream palace first, otherwise if someone else sees it, they will definitely be scared to death."

Hersius smiled, and patiently instructed Xi Xiumi how to control it. Soon the dream hall disappeared, and the study returned to its original state.

Xi Xiumi nodded in satisfaction, and ordered: "By the way, call the butler grandpa, I have to let him take you to familiarize yourself with the manor, so that you don't know where you sleep at night."

"Yes, my lord," said Hersius.

Xixiumi waved his hand, signaling him to hurry up and get busy. Hersius bowed gentlemanly, turned around, opened the door, and left the study with a slight sadness on his face.