The Death Knight of the Secret World

Chapter 34 0034. Do you want to break off the engagement?
Unbeknownst to Beomi, after poisoning two young men, Harry and Bob, the evil spicy dishes he developed once again showed their power in the Beckman family.

Because, at this time, he was telling a story to Almin.

"So Iron Man's parents were actually killed by the Winter Soldier, right?"

Armin held two dolls in his hand, and asked a little nervously, "Then what should the captain do?"

"So, the next story is the story of the Avengers going their separate ways and fighting the purple sweet potato monster together in the future." Beomi sat cross-legged on the bed, ending today's [storytelling] session.

"Purple Potato Thanos? Is this a new villain?" Almin was still in high spirits.

Beomie's story is so funny!It turns out, can machines fly with people?And the metal arms...

The narration from the traveler has constructed a magnificent and mysterious world for Almin.

"That's tomorrow's story, today's story ends here! Go take a shower and sleep!" Beomi patted Almin's little head.

"Then will you bring me a new doll tomorrow?" Almin looked at his elder brother expectantly.

"There are no tin dolls, only the Hulk made of clay, but it hasn't been painted yet, and I will bring it back to you when it is painted tomorrow!"

"Can I add a purple sweet potato essence?"

"Then you first make a hundred linear equations in two variables, and I'll make one for you!"

"Okay, pull the hook, don't go back on your word!"

"Go take a shower, remember not to get the water everywhere, it will be very troublesome for Mrs. Maria to clean up!"

"No! You're the one who gets water all over the place every time you take a shower! Hmph!" Xiaomaotou jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom in a hop.

"Huh!" Beomi scratched her head a little irritably: "Where should we start tomorrow? From Loki to Thanos? No...the story of Thor hasn't been told yet!"

Then, the traverser looked at the golden and red Mark II doll on the table, and began to conceive.

On the bedside table next to it, there are Captain America who is holding a vibrating gold shield in his left hand, fisting with the Winter Soldier passionately with his right fist, and Li Goudan, the reincarnated magic pill with a pair of dark circles on his trousers pocket, and Li Goudan who is passing through his ears. Monkey head with golden cudgel and cloak fluttering...

In short, this is a room that fully exposes the identity of the traverser...

But there was no way, Beomy found that the little boy Almin was too clever, and he learned a lot of elementary school mathematics in just ten days.

And this kind of smart kid actually doesn't need to rely on a lot of questions to find [the fun of mathematics], so within a few days, Beomi discovered that the little boy Almin was tired of studying.

He had no choice but to use the method of telling bedtime stories to let Xiaomaotou continue to indulge in mathematics, because Xiaomaotou had basically mastered linear equations in two variables.

And storytelling is not enough, children have too much imagination, when Armin drew a gorilla on paper and asked Beomie if the Monkey King is like this, Beomie felt that he had to protect his idol dignity.

So, he took advantage of his spare time during work intervals—in fact, he spent almost all day during intervals—to use some metal materials that Allen bought from outside to make canning boxes, and made several for Almin. Do little people.

Although Beomi can't be meticulous, but in this mysterious world, unless the Goddess of the Night or the Creator of the City of Silver personally came to accuse him, otherwise he would point to America's buttocks and say that this is Kakarot, the orphan of Krypton. No one came against him.

Leaving aside the troubled Beomie, the Beckman family meeting hall...in the living room next to it, all the people surnamed Beckman, those who used to be named Beckman, and those who will soon no longer be named Beckman...almost everyone was drinking water.

Even Mrs. Black and Elsa, who have always been ladies, opened a can of canned fruit as an after-dinner fruit, where they relieved the hot feeling on their tongues.

On the side, the eldest brother of the Bei family, who had already poured three cups of tea, was scolding Alan for being a good-for-nothing.

"Can't you say hello in advance? What if you eat such a spicy thing and make grandpa go wrong?"

Beside him, the old knight with a hot nose and sweaty nose was panting heavily while drinking hot tea: "It's okay, I have participated in more than a dozen battles with my body. Don't blame Alan anymore, he Didn’t he say it, he’s never tasted this kind of spiciness, and that Corleone also said that it’s specially for the navy.”

"That's right!" Allen retorted in a low voice with his head lowered: "Beomi said it was a specially prepared version for the navy, so I didn't taste it... He also said that the navy would definitely like this spicy taste!"

"That's true!" The old jazz seemed to enjoy the sensory stimulation brought by the spicy taste: "Although I have never joined the navy, that lame old guy in Lanshere likes the feeling of sweating profusely the most. It’s much more stimulating than drinking strong alcohol!”

"If His Majesty William had this seasoning back then, it would have lasted at least a month or two longer in the southern swamp!"

The old Jazz spoke highly of Pepper, and also talked about his experience in fighting when he was young.

Decades ago, the Kingdom of Loen fought with the rebels in the south for a long time. If it wasn't for the fact that the soldiers on Loen's side couldn't stand the hot and humid environment of the southern swamp, they wouldn't have suffered serious downsizing. It took several years to end the rebellion in the south .

At that time, the Loen soldiers who went to fight in the south had to rely on spirits to sustain themselves for a long time.Unfortunately, due to the difficulty in transporting spirits, it was difficult to form a superior force, which led to several years of fighting with the rebels in the south.

The old jazz's Beckman team also came out at that time, otherwise, as a small branch of the Beckman family, they would have lost their title long ago.

"That Corleone can really guarantee that this thing won't go bad after half a year?" As if he was addicted to memories, the old jazz began to calculate silently in his heart.

"Canned food in iron cans is fine, and canned fruit may only last three months!" Allen recalled Beomy's words: "Beomy said that he is still working hard on trial production of preservative additives, but there is no guarantee when the results will be produced."

"Enough!" The old jazz's eyes were full of murderous intent: "There is military rations that can be stored for half a year, and I will go to the palace to see His Majesty tomorrow!"

"Romeo, write to your father later and ask him to come back as soon as possible. If we can catch up this time, maybe you will inherit the title of viscount or even earl in the future!"

"Is this thing really that powerful?" Mrs. Black still couldn't believe it.She felt that her old father must be confused, even the Earl dared to think...

That's an earl, even an earl like a court earl who has no real power, so it must be a small hill in the noble circle.

This kind of big man, this kind of identity, is something that a lord family like the Beckman family can think of?
"Hmph, what do you know? Although His Majesty is starting to relax now, he was also a very ambitious king when he was young. If he has this kind of hole card, hum..."

The old jazz's sneer made Allen, a good-for-nothing, a little hairy.

"However, domestic reforms..." The eldest brother of the Bei family doesn't really believe that the king will ignite the flames of war again. After all, the most exciting thing in the past few years is the reform...

"If the third king can't do it, then you should accumulate your strength and wait for the new king to succeed!" The old lord said fiercely: "Luen will never stay dormant like this forever. Sooner or later, he will still fight!"

"Indeed!" Madam Black nodded as if realizing something: "A few years ago, there was a divination, and the result of the divination said that there would be a big battle in Loen in the future!"

The old jazz's hawk-like eyes stared at him suddenly, and his tone was a little harsh: "Why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier?"

"It's not that you don't know, my divination is sometimes ineffective!" Mrs. Black shrugged indifferently, ignoring the old father's reproachful tone and eyes.

"It seems that our Beckman family has to make plans early!" The eldest brother of the Bei family let out a sigh of relief and said.

"We, the Beckman family, must hold on to such things as canned food!" The old jazz said loudly: "This is a strategic material!"

"That's for sure. The last time the Josephine family jumped up because they caught the spirits!" The old knight tapped the ground with his cane.

"His Majesty William VI also had to rely heavily on them at that time, which gave these idiots a chance to stand up!"

"This time, we Beckmann will be in the same position!"

The old knight raised his head and looked at the void: "Not only the royal family, the navy, but also the army, and even...the church!" The old knight even squeezed his teeth out when he said this.

Both Alan and Elsa were a little overwhelmed by the old knight's strong hatred for the church.That is the church, a behemoth that even the major kingdoms dare not easily provoke...

"Elsa, what's going on at Morgan's house?" the old jazz asked suddenly.

"This..." Elsa hesitated a bit: "Their family means: they don't want to take risks, but they will invest a sum of money in!"

"How much can they vote?" The old Jazz said in a bad tone.

Elsa lowered her head: "Toby said that he will take out the mine annuity in the west of the city!"

"I asked how many!" The old jazz raised his volume.

"About... three hundred gold pounds per year!" Elsa's voice was a little soft.

This was something she negotiated with her fiancé for a long time, but... this kind of investment, compared with the support from sister-in-law and his family who directly gave out two thousand gold pounds, which almost affected their own business, seemed so insignificant. conspicuous.

"Hmph, a bunch of short-sighted trash, if it weren't for their good relationship with the royal family..." the old knight said sullenly.

"I didn't quite agree with your father's engagement to you!" The old jazz broke the news suddenly, which surprised Elsa. She thought it was Grandpa's decision to marry the Morgan family...

"Since they don't know how to praise, don't blame us Beckman!" The old knight slammed his cane.

"Romeo, take a day off tomorrow, go to Morgan's house, and discuss whether to dissolve the engagement!"

"This..." The eldest brother of the Bei family was a little hesitant, and his relationship with the future brother-in-law of the Morgan family was not bad.

"Either, they show their sincerity! Or, just get together and leave!" The old knight glanced at Elsa with his head down, and his tone was firm.

"How much sincerity does that require?" Romeo also knew that there was nothing to be done, and asked aloud.

"Compared to Arroyo's family, let's double it!"

(End of this chapter)