Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming - Chapter 206

01.

Peace talks between the Dijon tribe and Mülheim began.

Naturally, this negotiation took place in the Winter City of the winning side Mülheim, which is the privilege of the winning side.

The chief of the Dijon tribe sent his son Matisse to Winterfell in order to show his sincerity. Of course, this is a good idea. In fact, he did this out of helplessness or other purposes, but the first principle of politics You must speak in a high-sounding manner, so you know.

Then, three minutes after the beginning of the negotiation, the chief’s son Matisse directly took out the magic crystal gun and broke the priest of the light who came with him. This time it was really like a watermelon opening a scoop. The picture was quite indescribable for a while, and it is best not to describe it. That kind of indescribable.

Everyone present was shocked by this sudden shot by Matisse.

But soon everyone reacted-after all, none of the people involved in the negotiations were simple people: Matisse, the heir of the Dijon tribe, Lennon of the University of Müllheim, the Duke of Jackson of the Magnolia Empire, and the Dark Pope Monroe.

Hill asked old Jackson to stay for a while at his daughter’s wedding because he felt that the situation might be more dangerous. As a result, the war broke out on the night of the wedding. Old Jackson stayed directly in Mülheim and met his son by the way. Jefferson’s rare highlight moment.

Until now, in the tripartite talks, the old Jackson’s identity was enough to represent the Magnolia Empire, so he just happened to participate in the negotiation. Presumably Magnolia had no opinion, ha ha, ha ha ha.

The chieftain of the Dijon tribe here shot the priest of the light next to him with a single shot, and unexpectedly put the magic crystal pistol on the table casually, and then showed a rather innocent smile: “Now we can talk about it, everyone. “This guy really looks like a male protagonist.

The Chief Master Matisse made everyone else exchange glances. The academy groaned, but didn’t respond for a while. Old Jackson drank tea, concealing his astonishment just now. Seeing that no one was speaking, Monroe spoke indifferently: “Explain your current behavior.” He was the youngest of the three, but he experienced no less wind and waves than them.

“I thought you also need to explain why you are here.” The Chief Master Matisse said so rampantly.

His unfriendly remarks made the University Lennon sweat. He didn’t know much about the Dark Pope, but he also knew that the other party was definitely a ruthless character. Just look at the gorge. I don’t know what the young chieftain is thinking about, but these rude words are too…

Unexpectedly, Monroe was completely disregarded, but seriously explained: “Because the Dark Vatican and the demons behind the Dark Vatican want to get some benefits from the Dijon tribe.”

“So that’s it.” The Chief Master Matisse nodded, and then he questioned: “The question is why are you sitting here?”

Lennon felt his heart trembled.

“Because you lost.” Monroe continued calmly and said, “But if you are thinking of’intentionally irritating the opponent to test the opponent’s aura’,’you can know what conditions you can offer after the test’,’can sit The people here are definitely smart people, so they won’t do it because of this kind of personal grievances.’…for such things, I kindly advise you to stop this kind of behavior.”

If you change the situation and the world, this courageous master chief might be the protagonist of the world.

It’s a pity that he met Monroe.

The Master Chief Matisse, who was directly pierced by his mind, couldn’t help but frowned: “Well, it looks like you are very smart. I don’t need to play any tricks.”

“Thank you God of Light, you still know that you are playing tricks.” Monroe mocked without blinking his eyes.

Old Jackson listened beside him, feeling that Monroe’s words were very characteristic of Hill.

After being so mocked, Matisse could not help but squeeze his fist, then let it go, then he lowered his eyes to look at his hand, and explained as quickly as possible: “The Bright Church promised a lot of things to my father, my father Hesitated, and finally I pushed him and he started this war. Then after the failure, I persuaded him to let me negotiate.” His city is very deep, but after all, he is in his early twenties, so he is in control of his emotions. It may not be so perfect.

“It sounds like we should settle the account with you.” Lennon said lukewarm.

“No, you should thank me.” Matisse also found his feelings, he said seriously: “Because I give you this situation.”

Old Jackson sneered: “You dare to say it, it’s really scary.”

Matisse didn’t take the ridicule too much, he continued: “I have been watching the things in the projection stone, and I have also watched movies. I have received a lot of enlightenment. I understand that Dijon cannot defeat a country with these ideas. Yes, even with the help of the Bright Church.” He really had some thoughts, some tolerance.

“So you deliberately promoted this war.” The scholar Lennon said that the other party also accepted the influence of the demon culture: “You have let so many people die for your own selfish desires.”

“Yes, it’s for my own selfish desires.” Matisse confessed without changing his face: “I am the heir of my father, but he now prefers my brother. My position is precarious. The Bright Church is because of my closeness to the demon world culture. Don’t support me, so I need to do something.”

“It sounds like you are treason,” Monroe said.

“This country was originally mine. How can we talk about treason?” Matisse said freely, his voice very powerful at this moment, “I am the future chief of the Dijon tribe, they shed blood for me and died for me, this It is also a matter of course.”

However, Monroe was not affected at all: “Oh, so you killed the church member who came with you in the first place.”

“Yes.” Mattis looked at such a calm Monroe a little surprised. Generally speaking, he will always be a little moved when he sees a good person like him. He is not narcissistic either, because objectively he is really good enough, but The three people on the opposite side didn’t respond except for the initial surprise. Is this the style of a big country… But what he didn’t know was that these people usually face Hill’s evil spirits a lot, and they have long been used to it. Even though Matisse is pretty awesome. , But compared to Hill… well… you know. These thoughts flashed in his mind, and Matisse quickly put away the distractions. He knew what he should do and what to say: “I need a safe place to talk. As long as you support me to become a chief, I am willing to pay some price.” That’s the point.

“I roughly understand what you mean,” Monroe nodded: “Your point of view is that it’s not your country, not your country.” Monroe’s words were a little convoluted, but everyone present knew what he meant.

Matisse nodded happily: “You can understand me. I start to like you. Under the crown of the Pope, I think we can get along. The Dark Church can replace the former position of the Church of Light in the Dijon tribe.” He directly threw out Go for a big bargaining chip.

But Monroe didn’t speak for a long time.

“What’s the matter?” Mattis asked. “Anything else to ask for?” He was a little uncomfortable.

“Actually, as far as identity is concerned, I can’t blame you… It’s better to say that I helped a lot.” Monroe’s voice was still faint, and he couldn’t hear any emotions: “If that’s the case, then it’s okay.” If Hill is here Here, you will find that Monroe is a little unhappy at this time.

The actions of the Chief Master Matisse at the beginning made the negotiations lose the tension that they should have, and the atmosphere was strange for a while. Both the old Jackson and Lennon’s thinking were disrupted, and they listened to the door. The conversation between Rowe and Matisse reorganized the broken thoughts a little bit. After that, both sides made demands in place of their own empire, and then there was some usual wrangling time, which had nothing to do with Monroe, but he still listened.

This war seemed to be anticlimactic, but the result was caused by too many factors, and the real world was not so dramatic. So many people died, how many people shouted to fight for glory, those Dijon people, those Mülheim people, in the end it was nothing more than a political struggle.

Lennon came out of the room with a heavy heart. He looked at the pure sky of Mülheim, speechless for a long time.

Most of the buildings in Winter City are dome-style. Not far away is the building of the White family. The dome of their house is made of neatly cut gray-blue rocks. In the sunset Under the ray of light, you can clearly see the gaps between the rocks, which makes the whole building look simple and powerful, and makes the viewer’s mind suddenly clear. The dome has a golden spire. Compared with the simple and generous building, the spire is very delicately built. On the base of the flower bone, there are branches and branches, and the top is holding a golden six-petal snowflake. A little golden light shone underneath.

The White family also came to an end.

Lennon’s mood became even heavier suddenly, and he sighed slowly.

A familiar voice sounded nearby: “You don’t have to be like that.”

The bachelor turned his head and saw the Dark Pope Monroe.

“Humans have always been like this, and he is also called a hero.” Monroe continued, he could see why Lennon was sad.

“Is the syndicate…According to the demon’s concept, it is true.” The scholar Lennon smiled bitterly, his voice was a little grim: “You don’t understand the complexity of human beings.”

“Really.” Monroe just said such a sentence, without explaining that he was once a human, nor did he explain that he had experienced the warmth and coldness of humanity. no need.

“But it’s really good to be a demon.” The academician smiled slightly when he said this, and then showed a worried expression: “I don’t know who can take my class after I die in his year, now the ice emperor The imperial court officials are not all mediocre people, but compared to me, they lack a lot.” He said this is not narcissism, but the truth.

Monroe replied: “You told me this is not appropriate.”

“When people are old, they love to talk, forgive me.” The academician said sincerely.

“However, it is an exception if you are asking for help,” Monroe said.

“…Is it okay?” The academician asked expectantly. In fact, he said that this was the intention. He wanted to ask Monroe if there is a way for humans to become demons.

“I’m not very clear. I’ll ask other demons.” Monroe replied: “There are two ways I know. The first one is definitely something you can’t do, and the second seems to require a lot of sacrifices. “The first type is the full-time death knight, which will directly kill the senior scholar, and the second type is the blood ghost. Monroe only heard about it, but it was not particularly clear.

“Okay.” The academician bowed deeply: “Excuse me, I’ll be crowned.”

“It’s a matter of effort,” Monroe said.

The academician hesitated for a moment, and finally said: “Actually, I have a question, but from your perspective, it would be better for a human like me to die completely.”

Monroe said lightly: “It’s also for the slightest thought in my heart, and the Demon King will definitely do the same.”

The scholar Lennon was stunned for a moment: “Remember?” He had read some novels recently, and his imagination flashed in an instant.

Monroe obviously didn’t intend to explain: “It’s just a matter of raising your hand.” He ended the conversation with these words, and then drew a sign of the Dark God on his chest: “I wish you a smooth day, the Dark God bless you, bachelor.”

The scholar understands that this is the end of the conversation, so he also replied: “Thank you for your blessing, crowned.” When the dark **** bless you, it sounds like a curse, not a blessing… The scholar Lennon couldn’t help but think so.

Monroe picked up his cane and nodded and smiled at him. After the bachelor blinked his eyes, he could see him disappearing in place.

The academics couldn’t help but sigh again, but the content was completely different at the beginning.

02.

The latter was sleeping when Monroe found Hill. After Hill finished the banquet last night, Hill had a new inspiration for the Demon Realm Playground, so he stayed up all night until noon the next day. In fact, his body is not tired, but after being a normal human for more than 20 years, his heart is still quite tired after a night of sleep, so he decisively climbed into bed and fell asleep peacefully. One of the great benefits of being a demon king is that you never have insomnia, and you fall asleep immediately when you want to fall asleep. However, there is also a small shortcoming that there is no time to imagine before going to bed. Of course, this is absolutely flawed, after all, it is still under my own control.

Hill felt Monroe’s breath in his sleep, but he didn’t intend to wake up, but continued to sleep. When he woke up, it was completely dark. He sat up from the bed and saw Monroe sitting by the window for the first time. He was looking at the night view of Winter City.

This is always waiting.

“It’s rare to see you have such a free time.” Hill was actually a little touched in his heart, but he still said so on the surface.

“There are some things, but it’s not important.” Monroe turned around and said, “So I want to accompany you willfully.”

So… Hill complained: “You should wake me up.”

“It’s nice to get along like this,” Monroe said.

“That’s true.” Hill couldn’t help smiling, and it felt very good to see Monroe next to him when he woke up. He patted the bed and motioned Monroe to sit next to him: “Well… I wanted to ask about the negotiation, but now I still want to be alone with you quietly for a while.”

“Okay.” Monroe bent his lower lips.

It snowed again outside, and the snowflakes drifted quietly in the dark night.

Hill hugged Monroe for a while, feeling that his brain was slowly waking up, and that reason returned to him, which made him feel a bit annoyed, and it felt that such a very sober state was not so good.

Monroe was keenly aware of his mood, but he didn’t speak, just shook his hand.

Hill smiled at him, and then said, “Okay, let’s talk about it.”

So Monroe told Hill what happened during the negotiation. After hearing this, Hill just let himself lie down on the bed: “Ah, it sounds really amazing.”

“He is indeed a powerful person, and he has a very good control over the ruthless emperor.” Monroe said.

“Do you want to say ‘but’?” Hill asked.

“Yes. I want to say ‘but’, the emperor needs more than just being ruthless.” Monroe said.

“You don’t like him very much,” Hill said, looking at the ceiling.

“No, I don’t care about him, I’m just an irrelevant person.” Monroe said.

“Almost everyone doesn’t matter to you, right.” Hill couldn’t help but smile, and he kicked Monroe: “You do this every time, the next implied’only me is important’ words…always In that case you will make me bloated.”

Monroe smiled and said nothing.

Hill looked at Monroe like this, with evil thoughts growing: “…so don’t you ask me where I am swollen?”

…This conversation can drive a car, and it’s not ashamed of Hill.

In short, after a verbal drive, Hill rested on Monroe’s thigh and continued to look at the ceiling: “Since the other party is ambitious, then you can just let it go. I don’t want to engage in political struggle, so I will leave it to you.”

“Not interested?” Monroe asked.

“If there is still interest, it’s just that the more I engage in this, the more disappointed I will be with humanity.” Hill closed his eyes and said: “The more disappointed I am with humanity, the more cold I am as a whole. It’s just right. I don’t want to be colder anymore. I’m going to do animation novels and movies. I want to immerse myself in the virtual world and feel the true love.”

Then he was kissed by Monroe.

Then Monroe’s low voice came: “Okay, you do what you like, the unclean thing, I will solve it for you, Hill.”

Hill couldn’t help but hugged Monroe tightly: “You are so kind, love you.”

“I love you too.” Monroe replied.

Where does this love come from, and where does it make up?

who cares. Don’t care. Just be able to hug, kiss and stay together.

Of course, it would be better to have sex.

With this thought in mind, Hill stretched out his paw.

Wherever the love comes, it will come naturally. Hey.

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