After the global recovery I crossed

"Your Highness, even I can see your happiness and urgency. Do you agree with the parliamentary constitutional monarchy? This is indeed a wonderful idea, but it is not the same as what we said before." Allen stared and ran while holding his skirt queen.

The queen ran too fast, revealing a section of her calf between the skirts—it was just kissed by him, and it looked a little red.

The Queen smiled and said, "Don't worry, my dear, just as parliament and kingship don't conflict, it occurred to me that theocracy doesn't conflict with the other two either."

Xu Shi saw the worry and hesitation on her lover's face, she turned around in a good mood, and even boldly kissed his ear: "My dear Pope, there are many followers of the God of Industry in the council, What are you worried about? You are strong and confident, are you worried about me, I am still your little slave girl."

Allen suddenly looked at the palace servants on one side, but the palace servants all looked back at him with a smile, not at all surprised by his relationship with the queen.

So he understood that these palace people belonged to the queen.On the one hand, he admired the queen's good means of attracting people, on the other hand, he scolded the queen's imprudence and self-assertion in his heart.Cheating, killing the king, the less people know about these things, the better.

He concealed his killing intent.

At the same time, some not-so-clear emotions lingered in his heart all the time. Obviously everything was as the queen said, that was a good idea, and it was more like a policy that should be in the new era than the theocracy's power over the king's power he mentioned.

But... he stood behind the pillar and cast the spell to lift the god of industry, and he needed the god's advice.

The knight Raynor stood beside him quietly, as if, like the other courtiers, he was waiting for the news of the king's death.

The black smoke drawn by Allen above the palace was thick enough to cover the night.

"How is my husband?" the queen asked the palace servants as she ran, and she was the most urgent one.

The palace people replied: "He is dying."

It means that it is not dead yet.The queen frowned slightly, and glanced at the ministers who were intercepted outside the bedroom.

"Your Highness! Why don't you let us see Your Majesty! We have something important to tell Your Majesty!"

"A constitutional monarchy! Your Majesty will be happy, and the royal family can keep it!"

They said so, but they didn't care about the king's life or death.

The queen stopped suddenly, with a dignified and elegant appearance, and said to the many ministers: "Everyone, I already know the reason for your visit. Please don't worry, I will go to see my poor husband who is seriously ill—— Her husband is seriously ill, and it is not good to pass on the illness to your Excellencies, so let me convey all the reasons. I believe he will definitely agree with your proposal."

The ministers all praised the queen with one voice.

She took the simple proposal presented, turned around and opened the door, and walked into the bedroom.She almost let out a scream, which was forced into her throat.

The ministers could only see her trembling back.The bedroom door was closed.

"Really, Allen, the spell that killed the old man is so powerful." She muttered reproachfully in her heart, and then with a pale and blue face, she lifted her luxurious high-heeled shoes that had stepped on the dirt.

Damn, Gods of Industry, thankfully it's the heels.

She is a woman who pours champagne on her shoes when she travels, and at this moment, she has to step forward with her fragrant feet in the pus that has flowed from the bed to the carpet.

—No, she couldn't, she had other ideas.

She stretched out her hand and scooped up the bread on the long table.

These are several exquisite and delicious high-end breads with oatmeal sprinkled on the surface and a rich aroma.

She tucked her high heels into the fluffy soft buns, like covering her shoes with a protective film.

"Pfft." A piece of bread was gently thrown forward, and a little pus splashed out, making her touch her chest uneasily.

She stepped out carefully, and under the protection of two layers of bread, her high heels would not have a trace of dirt.

Covering her mouth and nose, she walked through the human-high mixture of miserable green hairs grown from the carpet, through the insects that had grown to gigantic size, and through the crater-like vases that spewed feces and urine.

She almost fainted, but when she thought of her happy life with Allen in the future, she gave birth to great courage.

She patted the sap from the bedposts with her precious handkerchief, and saw the dimples on the king's face.Fat maggots emerged from the hole one by one.

The queen became excited: the king must be dead!

Resisting the urge to rush out the door, she stretched out her fingers at a distance of two body heights from the king, and tremblingly probed for the king's breath.

A frozen silence.

Immediately she cried out loudly: "God, my husband, what's wrong with you! Don't leave me!"

Her tears hit the gold bracelet on her wrist and the corners of her mouth that could not be restrained.

She pulled out the proposal and was about to pull over the king's handprint—

"Click."

There was a loud sound, and when the queen came back to her senses, she found that her wrist was being bitten tightly by rotten and blackened teeth.

The severe pain made her cry out.

The ministers who heard her yell thought it was a sad yell, and then all of them showed hidden smiles that the matter was done.

Renault, who was guarding beside Allen, moved his fingers.

Except for Reynolds, no one else noticed that a golden thread crawled from the queen's fingertips to the king's mouth.

The king swallowed the golden thread and loosened his teeth.

The queen suddenly felt that there was silence around her. She opened her eyes out of fear and saw the continuous golden light.

All filth and evil are dying obediently, as if someone whispered in the king's ear.

Each whispered word was followed by a passionate sigh from the king.

And every time the king sighed, the golden light reflected his terrible purple-red skin white and smooth!

Hope, youth and life.A miracle is happening.

Inside the dying king, in this tainted and horrible room.

On one side, the hairy carpet slowly retracts into a neat green shade, the crater spewing filth turns into a silver-bottomed fountain spouting clear water, the ceiling covered with moss and colorful vomit turns into flowers and In the sky where the branches are in love, the ugly and big insects have turned into holy and docile unicorns.

On the other side, the immortal wine flowed from the altar, into the crystal boat transformed from the seats on the ground, and into the sea transformed from the ground.

In the faint golden light, the king came back to life like a divine patron in a fairyland.

The queen asked suspiciously, "God...is God?"

She heard laughter passing by her ears, and she saw a pair of hands like the most precious artwork in the world resting on her shoulders.

She swallowed the sweet breath that was close at hand, and turned her head with trepidation.

— she was wrong.She once said that she couldn't think of a man who was better and more perfect than Allen in the world.

——Oh no, she was still wrong.This kind of beauty is not human, it only exists in the sky, and it can only be praised by mortals in the world.

How lucky she was to see the true God with her naked eyes.

Some court poet's praises were on her lips, but she felt that even uttering them would be sacrilege.

Ah, his blond hair is the gospel and glory of alms cast from the forest, and the warm vitality falls from the tip of the hair to the palm of the hand.His eyeballs are the hazy lake water in the forest, there is no one there, only the years of fog are permeating the air, and the light and cool breath gathers into gloomy light and shadow at the end of his eyes.And his lips...

"Has anyone kissed you presumptuously? Your lips are as beautiful as they have been kissed many times by lunatics..." The queen couldn't help but clung to it, like a vine trying to wrap itself around a tree.She is naturally willing to be a blasphemous fanatic.

She didn't notice that the god's gaze was full of indulgent kindness and casual cruelty.

Suddenly, her whole body became hot, as if a sharp knife soaked in boiling water had cut her blood, causing her blood to roll and spit out bubbles.

She didn't care about it, in fact, she panicked at her sinking—she was about to fall into the bottomless lake!She is leaving the gods!

Only the two pieces of bread on her feet barely supported her, and she heard the voice of the gods that made her cry:

"Your lips are full of obscene and dirty desires, just like your feet are always stepping on white and precious hopes."

"Pick up the bread at your feet, eat it, and I will forgive your sins."

The queen looked down and saw the bread strung by high heels.This is the only thing in the room that has not become beautiful. It is covered with vomit and other filth, as well as the eggs of poisonous insects.

Trembling, she begged: "Please don't do this, are you blaming me for the poor who can't afford bread - what can I do, why don't they eat cake? Well, I'll give them bread, I Will do."

She kept saying pitiful words, but her body kept sinking. She began to wave her arms and panted, but she couldn't grasp the hair that was so close.

Finally, she bent down, like the workers who bend down countless times every day, to pick up the bread on the ground.

"It's late." The god smiled strangely, "The bread has sunk, and it will drag you down—"

"Go to hell, ladies first."

The god stroked the holy unicorn and came to the king's bed.

"You know what to do."

The king opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

"Yes, my lord, I am terribly disappointed in myself and in this country."

He put his cheek on the back of the god's hand, tears streaming down his face.

After a while, the god disappeared, and everything in the room returned to normal.

The king adjusted his luxurious robes, and took the proposal from the queen who begged him.He didn't rush to sign, but said to the queen: "I have done many wrong things. People can hate me, ministers can hate me, even my children can hate me, but you shouldn't, Claudia."

"You are a delicate, lustful and extravagant woman who only knows how to enjoy herself. You have already built countless palaces by yourself."

"Take the glory I gave you, and repent." The bracelet on the queen's hand sank suddenly, causing her to tilt half of her body and bringing her one step closer to hell.

"The rebels are rushing to the palace. Pray, my sinful wife, that they may come here before you sink, and pull you out of this horrible hell. Pray and repent!"

"Maybe, I, who indulged you, are guilty of the same crime as you."

The king pushed open the door of the bedroom and said to the astonished ministers: "The queen has told me that my son is going to be engaged, and all the nobles come to participate-my time is short, everything is simple, hurry up! Get it done."

"In one day, I want to see all the nobles I have conferred. And the answer you want." The king held up the proposal, "I will tell you at the engagement banquet."

As a result, all the nobles with heads and faces in Bali were dispatched urgently and rushed to the palace.

At this time, Allen saw two people walking from a distance behind the pillar.

"Prince and princess... Audrey?"

The prince looked indifferent, but held Audrey tightly by the hand.Audrey glanced at her former partner nonchalantly.

Alan stared at his first love, and gradually stood up straight.

He sneered suddenly, feeling the conspiracy hidden in this matter.

After waiting for a long time, the god of industry finally answered his call.

He made a decision.

[Believers of the God of Industry, our war is about to begin, go to the temple!Go where I can see you! ]

Renault's expression moved slightly, and he also received a message from the monarch: [My believers, the war is about to begin. ]

The author has something to say: what appears in this chapter is the incarnation of Lin Xingtao.

Stepping on Bread is inspired by Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale "The Girl Stepping on Bread", which is the shadow of my childhood.

The queen is more excessive than Marie Antoinette in history (I like to use her 233 in FGO).

Information: Shabu Nicholas, the outer god in the Cthulhu mythology.

One of the three original gods (darkness, nameless fog, and chaos) born for Azathoth, the source of all things, is also an outer god with super fecundity.Of all the deities of the Cthulhu mythology, Shab Nicholas is the most widely worshiped one.

Used the right way, and at the time of the New Moon, Shab Nicholas can be summoned in any forest location, but where it comes from is unknown.One theory could be that she dwells in the palace of Azathoth at the center of the universe, but it is also possible that she lives beneath the planet Yaddith, protected by Dholes.In addition, it may also live in other dimensions of space.

Possibly combined with Yog-Sothoth to give birth to Nug & Yeb - I don't care I'll take it as official hhh.