Before he was crowned king II

The tiny toothed saw slashed across the plate, making a teeth-stinging sound.

"Do you still need to talk about business? I don't need to do anything. It is so simple to tie the heart of the prince and princess and usurp the royal family of Saint Via."

Haral's face was sullen, and a creepy low laugh came from his throat, "Isn't it longer than life, can they live longer than you?"

This is fried hair again.Sean sighed inwardly,? Who would have thought that Duke Oscar, who always had a tense face, would suddenly make a joke, and it was a very failed joke.

Not only did it fail to ease the anxious atmosphere during the dinner for the three of them, but it also inadvertently offended the unreasonable possessiveness of a certain god.

Duke Oscar also realized that Herrell was not in the right mood, and wanted to say something when he saw Sean shaking his head on the other side.

The best and fastest way to calm an angry cat is always to wait patiently for them to calm down and offer them their favorite dried fish.

"Adults, tonight's main dessert is Opera Cake with three different flavors. They are Snowy Almond Cheese Flavor, Chocolate Hazelnut Flavor and Raspberry Velvet Cream Flavor."

Lin Lin appeared next to them mysteriously. On the silver push plate were three cake desserts with different tastes, far exceeding the top level of the restaurant of the Magic Academy. Thin cake layers overlapped with rich and rich cream frosting ,? Clear and distinct, the perfect flat section and square classic shape are so exquisite that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as art.

"I don't need it." Xi Enwang said to Lin Lin, "Such a good dessert is better for those who know how to appreciate it."

Rosy eyes looked over.

"The taste is different,? You can taste them separately." Sean tilted his head, and said gently, "I think you will like them all."

"I don't need it either, give it to God." Duke Oscar seemed to understand something, and also signaled to Lin Lin that he didn't need dessert.

"Okay..." Lin Lin nodded in a daze, and finally placed the three pieces of Opera Cake respectfully in front of the Almighty.

Helaier snorted softly, as if dismissing the flattery of the two subordinates, but after picking the cake in front of him, his expression was obviously not as gloomy as before.

Duke Oscar sighed inaudibly, and turned his gaze to Sean: "What do you plan to do about the public execution of those sub-orcs in three days. My suggestion is to let it go."

"I understand that this is an extremely obvious trap..." Sean shook the wine glass in his hand, "The big show is to lure Kaisen to appear, and to show everyone the military's determination to wipe out the sub-orcs."

"According to the news from the palace, Tisiphon is already preparing for another expedition."

"Where is she going?" Sean raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The land of exile, the queen took away my fief because of this." Duke Oscar said, "They made up their minds, gathered nearly 20 people, and almost emptied the entire royal treasury."

"20 people are far superior to men's means and courage." Sean leaned back in his chair, "The army is gone, don't they worry that someone will attack the capital?"

"You mean the Beastman Alliance?" Duke Oscar frowned. "Their core is a loose sand formed by clans. It is impossible for anyone to dare to take the lead. For the empire, they are not even a troublesome problem. "

"So, we need to create an existence that makes Saint Via feel threatened." Sean said lightly.

"what is that?"

"The God of the Stars." Sean smiled slightly, and they both looked at the long-haired man who was silently tasting the cake.

"What are you looking at me for?" The person who finished eating the cake gracefully put down the small spoon in his hand.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to make a shocking appearance to be worthy of your status as a god." Sean stared at Herrell, seeming to be thinking seriously.

"Human, what the hell are you thinking?" Herrell frowned and didn't look at Sean.

He actually knew that the other party wanted to pretend to be a god and restore his faith again.It's just that he doesn't want to recall the past, what kind of gods, devils, he doesn't care about these human names anymore.

Anyway, he hasn't lowered his head several times in such a long life, and he always does whatever he wants.

If he were to deliberately put on a hypocritical face of loving the world in order to gain the belief of mankind, then he would not be very willing...

The door was pushed open with a "creak", Lin Lin bowed and walked in.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the discussion. But that sub-orc man insisted on seeing you, Lord Sean." Lin Lin apologized.

"He knows I'm here?" Sean was a little surprised.

"I said at first that you were not here, but he said with certainty that you must be."

Lin Lin pursed her lips and said, "The Asian orc man has a very sensitive nose, he may have remembered your unique smell or something..."

"Right now, I can't reveal my identity."

"Then continue to cover your face." Duke Oscar said suddenly, "Just like when you were a viscount. I asked Lin to prepare a new sterling silver mask for you, which is lighter than you used to use in the past, and the design It also fits well with the identity you will play next."

Sean glanced at the brand new silver mask in Lin Lin's hand, was silent for a moment, and put it on his face.

"How about it?"

"It's a familiar feeling." Herrell slightly raised his left eyebrow and nodded, "It seems that I saw you half-dead back then."

"Let him in." Sean twitched his lips and whispered to Lin Lin.

"The adult said that he can see you." Lin Lin pushed open the door, and Kaisen took a deep breath.

The layout of the entire room is novel and luxurious, far exceeding that of ordinary nobles.Compared with what he noticed before, there was a very faint breath, but the person he wanted to see was indeed still in this room.

Kaisen walked to the long dining table, where the blond-haired young man seemed to be waiting for him, wearing a different mask from before.

"Why don't you show your face every time we meet?" Kaisen asked, staring at the figure.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Sean didn't answer, but took the conversation at his own pace.

"No, I don't have the appetite to eat right now." Kaisen looked tired, "Can you tell me directly?"

"tell you what?"

"What do I have to do to save those people." Kaisen squeezed his hands tightly, "You asked me to visit them today, don't you just want me to come to you to negotiate terms?"

"You think too much. I just think you will know each other, and you need to know their situation." Sean said flatly.

"You have a way to save them, right?" Kaisen's voice was trembling.

"perhaps……"

"No, you must have a way to save them! Just like the battle of the gray wall that day."

Kaisen couldn't help raising his voice. He approached the motionless figure, and his tone even revealed a hint of pleading, "Didn't you say... that you are the messenger of the gods?"

"I said it, but do you believe it?" Sean slowly raised his head, and he saw himself wearing a mask from the shaking animal pupils, "Do you believe in the god I believe in?"

"I..." Kaisen opened his mouth, his mind was in a mess, "If you are willing to help me... this time..."

"Forced belief is meaningless." Sean interrupted Kaisen's intermittent speech, these statements were not what he wanted, "I don't need you to promise anything. But this time, I will help you."

"Are you willing to help me?" Kaisen was a little dazed.

"Of course, this is the will of the gods." Sean stood up and patted Kaisen on the shoulder, "Why do the sub-orcs have to endure unequal waiting? Obviously, there is a labor that does not get the same return. If you want to be free, you can only huddle in a desolate exile. If you don't have the strength, you will be sold as goods by humans...

Those who stand up to resist have no fault at all, and no one can bear the injustice of reality, but why are such a group of people finally sentenced to death in public by the perpetrators? "

"When the wrong things become a matter of course, someone needs to set things right and put the world order on the right track."

Sean said word by word, there seemed to be some magical power in his eyes that made Kaisen unable to transfer, "This is the mission entrusted to me by the gods."

Kaisen doesn't believe in gods, but at this moment he suspects that there may be a mysterious existence in this world that can penetrate people's hearts.

Just like the man in front of him who didn't know his identity, he easily dug out his deep-seated appeal in a few words.

Yes, he is extremely eager to be treated fairly by the world as a sub-orc man.

"What should I do?" Kaisen asked subconsciously, he didn't even notice the urgency in his tone, "What should I do to get everything back on track."

"Kayson, this is not an easy matter, but you don't have to feel worried or hopeless." Behind the mask, Sean smiled.

"Because God will guide you forward and guide the world forward."

The fog at night dissipated quietly, and the dawn of the capital came early.Before the sun had fully risen, the gray city walls, buildings, and flat and clean roads were all immersed in the faint morning light, only at the edge of the walls, the huts behind were still hidden in the darkness.

There are men and women who rush to separate early in the morning. This is a special place where commoners, nobles, and even priests will go to "eliminate evil".

"See you next time, Mr. Webb." The woman leaning against the door pressed down the brim of her wide-brimmed hat, looked at the gold coin in her hand, and showed a charming smile.

Executive Webb tidied up his appearance. Last night's relief worth five gold coins made him look radiant, and he even walked with ease.

He walked up the streets of the capital with his head held high, enjoying the sober morning air.

Suddenly, he found strangely that every few dozen steps he walked, he could see a very similar piece of thin paper on the ground.

"What is this?" He bent down with a frown, and picked up one of them, with a line written on the front.

[Chen Xing lives in the eternal night, it is staring at your dark and cowardly original sin. 】

The detailed outline has been overturned many times in the past two days, and I am not very satisfied. Now I have decided on a version, and I will try to write it tomorrow, but I don’t know if it can achieve the effect.

Sorry for not being able to update in time these days. Orz

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感谢在2021-02-02?23:57:36-2021-02-05?23:15:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Mu Leng Hanqing? 1;

Did I procrastinate again today? 2;

19131109, jar of salted crab, Brasil? 1 piece;

melonrun? 164 bottles;

Yemianzhu? 30 bottles;

Yintu, 19131109, Lubi? 10 bottles;

34744344? 8 bottle;

Cloud? 5 bottle;

yuki? 2 bottles;

One bucket? 1 bottle;