Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 31
"That guy is the apprentice secretly cultivated by the Poison Swamp King. The smell of the dead doll can hardly be hidden."

Italek sees through the cover of countless walls.

Silently watching the furtive figure leave, there seemed to be ripples in the pupils of the eyes rippling in circles.

Dragon language magic—spiritual vision!

Not only the surrogate doll that Navarro has been trying to cover up since he came in, but also the thoughts he really hides in his heart, there is no secret at all in front of Itarek.

"Tsk, I thought trolls were simple in nature before, but it seems that it's just because they don't have a chance."

Italek walked all the way to the depths of the palace.

During the period, they bumped into the heavily guarded guards, but they all bowed their heads in respect when they saw Italek, and they were not driven away like other nobles who were not allowed to enter the palace without permission.

At a time when the conflict between nobles and kingship is deepening, this is a privilege that only the King of Molten Iron has!
Arriving at a quiet study room with ease, the figure hated and admired by countless trolls appeared in front of Itarek as expected.

In the past 14 years, Tolisso's back has been a little bit bent.

He was obviously still in the prime of life among the trolls, but since the end of the War of Dawn, all the signs of Tolisso's appearance have aged rapidly, and there is an indelible white cloud in the depths of his eyes.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, the dull Tolisso raised his head.

"Is it the Molten Iron King? Could it be some good news for you to come to me so late?"

"Of course, the rebellion you've been thinking about is probably going to happen soon. The Blood Pact also sent the Poison Swamp King's apprentice to contact me. Your palace is leaking like a sieve."

Hearing Itarek's complaint, Toliso couldn't help laughing.

"Since they are looking for you, you should join them. You know, I don't care about that."

"Of course I know that you don't care. They may want a lot, but without exception, they don't intend to let you live. This is not in line with my purpose.

I have worked so hard for Zan Gula for so many years, you can't let me do it for nothing, can you? "

"If you have anything you want, you can tell me directly, and I will definitely agree to what you want me to do, but you said it?"

Tolisso rubbed his forehead helplessly.

However, if their understated conversation spreads out, it will definitely cause a storm in Zangula and the Blood Pact Gang!
"Of course I will tell you when you are done with your duties as king."

Itarek said flatly, and Tolisso almost laughed out of anger.

"From warriors to voodoo priests, from civilians to blood and blood guards, so many people want my life. If you don't tell me now, will there be a chance in the future?"

A moment of silence.

Italek glanced at him with a meaningful look that Tolisso couldn't understand.

"To the ants, a heavy rain is already a catastrophe, but to the trolls, it is just a breeze, and how many creatures in this world are far more powerful than the trolls?
Perhaps in their eyes, trolls are no different from ants. "

"...before you say those things, it's more believable if you're not a troll."

Toliso rolled his eyes, disapprovingly.

"I don't need allies, I don't need redemption, that famine I personally ordered broke out, and no one will sympathize with my end, and that future rebellion is the grave I personally chose for myself.

But you are different, Molten Iron King, the future Zangula still needs your existence, you should not set foot on this sinking ship. "

"Zangula needs me, so what does that matter to me?"

Italek sneered disdainfully.

"If a civilization needs someone to thrive, that person should never have existed in the first place.

Not to mention that I have created so many magic weapons, even without me, sooner or later a blacksmith will figure out the mystery of them. "

"But how many years will it take to idle? Molten Iron King, I really don't see any benefit for you to go through this muddy water."

"The advantage is that you can survive and bid farewell to the throne from now on, so that you can do things for me willingly!"

Headache.

Tolisso had a headache.

One of them earnestly wants to keep the other party away from the center of the vortex, while the other insists on getting involved, completely ignoring that they will be crushed by the mighty torrent like a mantis being driven into a cart.

In Tolisso's view, Italek is irresponsible for his own life!

Could it be that he thought that he alone would be able to resist all the strength of the entire Blood Pact Gang?

What are you kidding? !

Persuasion and persuasion can't be done, and driving can't be driven away.

When he thought that the best blacksmith in Zangula history would be buried with him just for the so-called letting himself do things for him, Tolisso felt that his heart was not very good.

"Although I don't have any hope, can you please promise that if there is danger, you will escape first?"

"Okay, I promise."

"..."

Toliso covered his face tiredly, and deeply felt the exhaustion of handling government affairs day and night.

Your promise is obviously not sincere at all, okay? !
at the same time.

When the unknown conversation took place in the palace, Navarro had also rushed to a hidden house in Borneo.

"Failed?"

"Yes, that lord is not interested in our proposal."

"Then you don't have to keep your hands. Since he insists on this, let magic weapons become Zangula's swan song from now on."

Navarro bowed his head respectfully, unable to see any thoughts hidden in his heart at all.

A beam of moonlight quietly fell.

Lighting up the dark room, the ghastly face of Poison Swamp King was filled with a piercing sneer.

"I didn't have a chance before, but now I don't have to think about it so much. When I break through the palace, I must torture him to find out that magical fusion method!"

With a kind look on his face that could scare a child into tears, the Poison Swamp King said kindly into Navarro's ear.

"Notify my other apprentices that they have learned so many precious spells and curses from me, it is time to make up for their tuition."

"is teacher!"

(End of this chapter)