Happy people from Blue Star

Chapter 131

"You guys want me to die." Hardy's expression became gloomy.

The old king naturally found out, but he pretended he didn't see it, and just said in a calm tone: "As a nightmare knight, if you want to escape, I believe no one can stop you. Besides, I have prepared enough to satisfy you. remuneration."

Hardy snorted, and the old king opposite had a kind face, at least from the perspective of a normal person, it was indeed so.

But under this kind appearance, there are many harmful thoughts.

"Let's not talk about the remuneration, let's figure it out, even if I can escape, what about Mrs. Sissy, what about those people who followed her to fight in foreign countries?" Hardy looked directly into the other party's eyes: "What should they do? How to escape?"

"I believe there will be a way." The old king still said: "Pay some ransom at most."

Hardy shook his head: "The Ikaga Empire...Although it is indeed a country established by us Aluoba people in the past, you also know who their founder leaders are...rapists, murderers, liars , child molesters, etc. If you expect the descendants of such people to abide by the honor of the so-called Alba nobility, you are thinking too much, Your Majesty the King."

The old king looked slightly surprised.

"It's a conspiracy in the name of our Francie." Hardy sneered: "As long as I assassinate that Fantroy-Maga, not only the northern faction will treat us as enemies , the southern faction will also treat us as fools, how do you let those people escape? Maybe you don’t want them to escape, you want them to die outside.”

The old king showed a slightly angry look on his face: "I'm not that evil."

"Is it right?" Hardy said with a chuckle: "But after the Janna family who went to the Egaca Empire, or the elites of the other two royal bloodlines, are dead, no one will be your opponent at that time. Now, the Pollan family can continue to sit on the throne."

The old king looked straight at Hardy, and then he smiled and stopped pretending: "What can you do if you know? You can't kill me!"

Hardy frowned, then relieved: "It seems that Aya...or the Temple of Light has become your confidence."

The old king was in a daze at first, and then his face gradually distorted: "How dare you call the goddess of light by the name? You are so bold!"

"Hehe." Hardy even laughed: "Aya doesn't care about this, but you jumped out first. Could it be...do you have any strange thoughts about Aya?"

At this time, the old king's face suddenly became terrified, his eyes were bloodshot when he looked at Hardy, and he even had an expression of seeing a devil.

He couldn't control his expression for a moment.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" The corners of the old king's mouth were trembling.

Hardy was also stunned. After a long while, he exclaimed: "I said it casually, but I guessed it right. You don't have to catheterize the statue of the Goddess of Light every night."

At this time, Hardy's language was so vicious that people felt that they saw a demon.

The old king grabbed the handle of the chair he was sitting on with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands were swollen. He stared at Hardy, as if he wanted to rush over and tear Hardy's mouth open.

Hardy rubbed his eyebrows, he smiled wryly and said, "Understood, I finally know why you suddenly jumped out."

"Shut up, you blasphemer."

Hardy ignored him, and said to himself his own deduction: "I guess, don't mind if I'm wrong. You have always had a strong admiration for Aya, and you worship her idol every night. Talking about your love is even a healthy act. Then recently, the Temple of Light suddenly appeared, mediating the last dispute, and following the oracle of the Goddess of Light, so you feel... your love has reached Ai Ya there, and she gave you a response."

The old king took a deep breath and suppressed the trembling all over his body.

But those red eyes showed the master's state of mind at this time.

Hardy smiled, full of sarcasm: "So you feel that you are about to take off, Aya loves you and protects you, your lovesickness has been rewarded, and the world is at your feet from now on Creeping, you are so happy that you are starting to plot again... It's ridiculous."

"Whether it's ridiculous or not, you can't kill me." The old king showed a sinister smile: "The Goddess of Light forbids you to touch me."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Hardy shrugged: "It will only be a few years. When the time comes, everyone has already agreed to send you Bolan and his family to live in seclusion on the island, but now I have changed my mind. Time is up." Come on, I’ll go to the island and kill your whole family, how about it!”

"How dare you!" The old king had blue veins on his forehead, his expression lost control again, and he gritted his teeth.

Hardy sighed: "At that time, Aya can't keep you."

"I told you, you are not allowed to call that holy name directly!" The old king stood up, pointing at Hardy, furious.

Hardy understood that Aya was the opponent's thorn in his heart.

"Aya, Aya, Aya." Hardy said with a flat smile, "I shouted three more times, what do you think, dear His Majesty the King!"

The old king sat back in anger, then stretched his body, clutching his heart hard, gasping for breath, as if he was about to die in a second.

Hardy narrowed his eyes, the old king is too disgusting, he doesn't mind using some dirty tricks.

So, he continued to laugh and said, "Then I will continue to shout a few more times. Aya, Aya..."

The old king was so angry that his eyes became straight, as if he was going to stop moving.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man wearing the white robe of the bishop of Guangming hurried out from the side, and stretched out his hands to the old king.

A ball of white light burst out from the middle-aged man's hands and hit the old king's body, causing the latter's body to gradually relax.

Then the middle-aged bishop looked at Hardy, smiled and said, "Your Excellency Hardy, please don't provoke King Louis too much, he is not in good health."

Hardy shook his head regretfully, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, the middle-aged bishop continued: "Your Excellency Hadi, please give us a little respect for the Temple of Light, and stop calling the goddess by her sacred name."

Hardy looked back at the middle-aged man and said, "I don't care..."

But at this moment, a female voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Hardy who was speaking.

"I made him call me that!"

This voice came from Hardy's body.

The voice was nice, and Hardy didn't have any special feelings, but the middle-aged bishop was shocked, and immediately knelt down on one knee, trembling with excitement: "Welcome to the goddess."

The old king was also stunned, his eyes gradually widened, and there was ecstasy in his eyes.

Hardy couldn't help asking: "Aya, when did you come?"

The Goddess of Light was silent for a while, and then said quietly, "When you entered this room."

"Oh, that is to say, you know everything." Hardy squinted at the old king, full of schadenfreude.

There was no ecstasy in the old king's eyes, first embarrassment, then shame, and then sorrow, his eyes seemed to have no soul.

The emotion of dying in front of the "goddess" was vividly expressed.

It wasn't over yet, he kept looking at Hardy, finally showing despair and sadness on his face, spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat, and sat slumped on the chair without moving.

The middle-aged bishop was taken aback: "Your Majesty, you must not have any accidents."

As he shouted, he used the resurrection spell on the king.

Hardy didn't care so much, he left the room and the small manor directly.

(End of this chapter)