The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 125 Stonewell's Lurker

Stonewell, in the quiet night, Nefeli lay on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

With the nameless promise, Nefeli can finally have a good night's sleep after a long absence, eliminate body fatigue, and two dark circles under the eyes.

The brave man in the barren land, sleeping in a heroic posture, the quilt was kicked to the chandelier on the ceiling.

The brave in the barren land have also developed the ability to deal with danger anytime and anywhere.

Nefeli opened her eyes suddenly, and she picked up the ax that was under the pillow.

But she didn't stand up after all.

A not-so-sharp hard object was pressed against her throat, and with a little more force, it could pierce her neck.

"Who?" Nefeli didn't move, but she didn't fear, and looked at the people in the night seriously, "The assassins of the lords? You want to win the throne so much? Are you so ambitious?"

"Would someone who stole the throne actually say such a thing?" Someone spoke in the dark night.

The candlestick beside the bed was lit, and the faint light of the fire illuminated the face of the visitor.

It was a very ferocious, tall humanoid monster.

The assassin's head almost reached the roof, and against the firelight, the hard horns all over his body cast complex shadows.

Under the cover of the hard horns, a not too big but quite eye-catching golden eye reflects the candlelight.

"Bad omen?" Nefeli recognized this person's identity, "Are you an assassin? Are you here to kill me?"

The ghostly omen didn't speak any more, just staring at Nefeli's eyes.

Nefeli watched the omen calmly. She never gave up the chance to fight back, but the omen never showed its flaws.

With every slight movement of her body, the cane of the ominous omen will move slightly with it.

The evil sign stared at Nefeli's faded eyes, and after a while, he suddenly said:
"You don't have the qualifications to be king."

The cane was released from Nefeli's neck, and the Omen receded into the distant shadows.

Nefeli immediately jumped up clutching the twin axes, only to find that the tall omen had disappeared.

The door of the room was not opened, and the omen just disappeared out of thin air, like a ghost.

Nefeli carefully lit all the lamps in the room, looking for clues in the room.

She still didn't find any trace of the omen, everything seemed like a dream.

But this dream was terrifyingly real, and if it was a dream, when did he wake up?It can't be still in a dream now.

Nefeli sat on the bed, puzzled.

She didn't understand what the omen ghost was doing here, if it wasn't a dream, why did he sneak into her room?And why didn't they do anything?
Just to belittle yourself and say that you are not qualified to be king?

Nefeli didn't believe it.

Being so excited, Nefeli broke out in a cold sweat, and was no longer sleepy, and was about to go out for a walk.

It was late at night, Stonewell fell into a deep sleep, and almost no one was walking outside.

It is especially eye-catching when someone is walking.

There was an assassin who was going to assassinate her in the dark, but she found out and killed her with a few axes.

Pulling off the assassin's clothes, he found that it was a faded one.

Throwing the assassin to the guards, Nefeli ran to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Nefeli heard from her adoptive father that the brain and the stomach use the same power.

I can't sleep at night, it must be because my brain is too awake and too active, and I need to use my stomach to hypnotize me.

"It's not a good thing to be smart." Nefeli touched her stomach with emotion.

Nefeli walked to the kitchen with ease.

She was familiar with Stonewell's kitchen.

This was once the cell where she was imprisoned and the preparations for the horrific limb grafting ceremony.

But when she led the troops here, the place had been emptied, and the filth all over the floor had been cleaned up, making it a genuine, real kitchen.

Nefeli went to the kitchen and found a few pig's trotters and was about to gnaw on them, when she suddenly noticed that there were also sneaky figures in the kitchen.

"Strange, why are there so many people sneaking in all of a sudden?" Nefeli muttered, grabbed a pig's trotter, bit it on her mouth, and lifted the ax over.

Nefeli walked over and found that she knew this younger sister.

"Rodrika?" Nefeli was surprised, "Aren't you in the round table hall? Why did you come here?"

This was the noble girl she and Wuming had rescued from the ruined house in the storm dunes.

Her protective barrier is still glowing in the Church of Alley.

Rodrika in the red robe looked at Nefeli, the daze in her eyes was still there:

"Nefeli? Where's the... dead body here?"

When Nefeli saw that it was Rodrika, she was no longer nervous. She confidently gnawed on the pig's trotter and said vaguely, "It's been cleaned up. What are you doing?"

Rodrika was at a loss for a while, and suddenly burst into tears:
"Why is this? It's hard for him to do a good job of psychological training and muster up the courage to worship his friends..."

"You are too slow to muster up your courage." Nefeli was surprised, "How long has it been?"

Rodrika burst into tears:

"I'm afraid, the one who was by your side before, is too scary..."

"Wu Ming?" Nefeli recalled Wu Ming's face, "It's not scary, he is not very good."

"You can't see the soul, you don't understand." Rodrika shook her head, "Excuse me, where are the corpses here? I want to pay homage."

"It's at the mass grave in the north of the city, on the lake side." Nefeli said, "It was handled by the soldiers in the city before."

"Mass Burial Mound..." Rodrika didn't know what she was seeing. She trembled and shook her head, "No, no, no, no, no..."

Nefeli looked at Rodrika's cowardly expression, feeling a little helpless: "How dare you come here like this?"

Rodrika whispered:
"Actually... I didn't come alone."

"The people from the round table hall brought you here?" Neferi suddenly said, "Who is it? Uncle Xiugu should be impossible, he is trapped by the chain. Is it Mr. Enxia? Or D? Or Diaros?"

"It's me." The quiet voice drew closer from the kitchen door, accompanied by the sound of crutches touching the ground.

The ears and eyes on the armor of the comer are quite recognizable.

"Father?" Nefeli was surprised, and then pleasantly surprised, "Why are you here? Are you also attending the coronation ceremony?"

"I've heard some rumors and I'm worried about you, so let's take a look." Baizhi said kindly.

"Rumours? What rumors?" Nefeli was still in the dark, not knowing what Baizhi was talking about.

"Right now, there is a rumor in Nimgof that you got Grek's big rune." Baizhi said.

When Baizhi said this, in the shadow under the helmet, his deep eyes watched Neferi's expression.

"There is such a thing?" Nefeli wondered, "Why didn't I know?"

"I'm afraid it's the trick of those little lords." Baizhi said calmly, "Use this rumor to attract faders to attack you."

Nefeli laughed and scratched her head:

"How is it possible, I am also a faded person. I am still a faded person who is not blessed, and there is no blessed light in my eyes now—"

Nefeli's laughter stopped, and she suddenly thought of the ominous ghost that seemed to be in a dream.

Bad Omen stared at her for a long time.

"It turns out that he was observing whether I have a big rune." Nefeli realized later, "So he said that I am not worthy to be a king... just because I don't have a big rune?"

Nefeli wiped the lard on her cheeks, puffed out her mouth and sulked.

Sir Baizhi looked around and said to Neferi:

"Nefeli, there's no one here, you don't have to hide it from me—is it true that you didn't get Grek's big rune?"

"No." Nefeli said, "When we came to this city, there wasn't even a war, we just walked in."

"This is one of the reasons why those rumors are spreading everywhere." Baizhi said, "They said that you obtained the great rune of Grek, and you also obtained orthodoxy, so you were recognized by Stonewell's rebels."

Nefeli curled her lips: "If I really have a big rune, those lords would not dare to arrange me - in fact, it is because Wuming and Millison helped me. Long before me, this place has been occupied by rebels .If someone really got the big rune, it should be those rebels."

Nefeli understood why so many people sneaked into the city today.

"This is too shameful." Nefeli said, "What should I do, adoptive father?"

"Don't worry." Sir Baizhi laughed, "I will not watch my daughter be assassinated because of such rumors. I will send my people to be your bodyguards—Enxia will protect you. I will Establish convenient communication here, if you have any questions, I can always know."

"Father..." Nefeli was completely moved.

Enxia is the foster father's personal bodyguard.In order to protect himself, he sent Mr. Enxia.

Nefeli didn't think much about it at all, she just felt that this was Baizhi's concern for her.

(End of this chapter)