Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Soon after his birth, Mongot learned that the Children of Omen were unloved defilers.

Cursed blood is a stain flowing in the body, and no matter how much treatment is given, it cannot be removed.

When he was young, Menggert naively believed that as long as he expelled the cursed blood from his body, he would not be disliked by others.

The result was that he was covered in cursed blood and people attacked him like crazy.

In the end, he could only escape back to the sewer in embarrassment.

He was then put in prison gear.

Treated as a defilement since his birth, Menggert has never felt the warmth and kindness of others. From childhood, he learned the fact early on from other ominous conversations in the sewers, that is, those who defile will not be defiled. Love.

Menggert heard that mothers would not dislike the ugliness of their children. Even demihuman mothers would cherish their children.

But her mother is obviously not an ordinary mother. She is a cold queen, wise, calm, and with perseverance that has been experienced in wars.

The way his mother looked at him was always complicated. As a child, Menggert couldn't understand it and only felt scared. When he grew up, he later realized that it was probably a kind of disappointment and fear.

There was no disgust, but the disappointment and fear were enough to change Mongot's character. He became good at observing words and emotions. Whenever he did something, he would first observe his mother's expression and observe people's opinions. As long as he judged that the other party would be unhappy, he would give up silently.

Unlike their mother who is strict, their father, who is taller and stronger, is very kind and is one of the few people who is willing to play with them.

His father would sneak into the sewers, play with Mengt, tell him stories, and teach him martial arts.

It's a pity that his father was fighting all the year round and rarely accompanied Menggete. The few times he accompanied him made Menggete cherish and miss him very much.

Mengt liked his father very much. When he used his mother's camouflage veil to hide in King Rodel, he heard people's praise and longing for his father, and when he heard about another great victory, he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

He also had a sense of belonging to the Golden King's City and the Golden Tree.

At first, he couldn't help but take off his disguise and talk excitedly about his father with people, but the result would only be fear and attack.

For this reason, his mother also took back the mimetic veil and warned him sternly that he needed to pay attention to the influence and not bring shame to his father and gold.

Yes, he is the son of Godfrey, King of Elden, and Malika, the Eternal Queen. He is a direct bloodline of the famous Golden Clan, a demigod unknown to the world.

A tainted son of evil omen.

But even if the mother is strict or indifferent, as long as the children are still supported by their parents and have no choice but to contact them, they will still rely on them and get close to them. It's just that most of these children are humbler and do not have the pampering and liveliness of ordinary children.

Menggert is still proud of his parents, although he has no one to share his pride with.

He has a younger brother who is also a bad omen, but both brothers are imprisoned in the sewer. One likes to look up at the top of his head and see the golden tree through the cracks in the manhole cover, while the other always drills deeper into the ground.

Of course, Menggert is the one who likes to look up at the golden tree. His brother likes to explore the sewers and not see anyone for several days.

When the restraining shackles made by magic were bound to his body, Menggert gained a certain degree of freedom. He was allowed to go out freely as long as his identity was not exposed.

For this reason, he learned how to disguise himself, so that he could hide himself in the crowd without revealing any clues.

Most of the time, as long as Mengt quietly hides his identity, he doesn't attract much hostility. Father and mother will not spend more energy on him.

The child they paid more attention to and concentrated all their efforts on cultivating was his brother, the perfect gold-Godwin.

Godwin was not stained in the slightest, inheriting his father's cheerfulness and strength, as well as his mother's wisdom and beautiful blond hair. He was cultivated as the most perfect heir, with the hopes and efforts of Queen Malika, King Godfrey, and countless golden people.

In Menggert's memory, Godwin's face was always shrouded in a soft light, and the only thing that remained in his memory was his bright blond hair.

Both are the heirs of gold. He is the son of evil omen, and his brother is the perfect son of gold. Menggert doesn't have much resentment.

Because the elder brother inherited his father's character - he was very kind to him.

Godwin was one of the few people besides his father who saw him as a human being rather than a defiler, and he took good care of him.

In Godwin, Mongot felt motherly care.

Especially after his father left the border area, this brother was almost the only one who still looked after him.

Godwin would also secretly bring the slate books and scrolls he had learned to Mengt and explain their meaning to him.

Because of the love of his father and brother, even if he was in the sewers of the royal city, as a prisoner, he was still the prisoner looking up to the sky. He was used to looking up at the majestic golden tree from the gap in the drainage manhole cover.

Occasionally, gold fragments would fall from the sewer, and that was the only warmth he could feel when he was alone.

Don't blame your mother too much. Godwin once said to Mongot. She is the wisest person I have ever met. She has her own reasons for treating bad omens as stains.

Father said the same thing, Menggert said, but only you will care about me.

She is too busy, Godwin said. You haven't seen the books in her room. They are piled up like a mountain. She is always tired. When I was a child, I often saw my mother laughing. You probably haven't experienced that era.

Mengt didn't agree with Godwin's words.

Godwin rubbed the horns and scabs on Mengt's head:

Let me tell you something to help you feel more balanced - in fact, my mother doesn't love my father or me either.

How is that possible? Menggert said, You are lying.

To be precise, my mother loves me and my father, but the love she gives us will not be more than that of the Golden People, nor less than that of the Children of Omen. Godwin explained, Her love is like a golden tree. Like a radiant light, it envelopes the entire junction - you may think this is too cold, and my father occasionally feels that my mother is as hard as a rock. But after all, our mother is not only a mother and a wife, she is also a king. Queen Mallika for God.”

Godwin lamented: She is a god after all - that is to say, not a human being. Sometimes I doubt that she would even hesitate to kill me if it were to enforce the law.

How is it possible? You are so perfect. Menggert said.

I'm not that perfect either. Godwin touched Mengt's head, Do you know about scab-eating? After a wound scabs, some people will like to eat the scabs.

Are you that kind of person? Mongot said.

No, I'm not that extreme. Godwin said, But I really like the hard feel of the scabs, like scales. Don't you think my hard horns are cool? Like a dragon.

Godwin showed the wounds on his hands and grinned:

Maybe it's because he was beaten black and blue every day by his dad, so he's a little perverted.

Godwin rubbed the hard horns of Mengt's body like he was enjoying himself:

Look, no matter what you look like, someone will like you. I just like your body. It's so cool, like a dragon.

But there is no mother, and the mother's love does not include the son of evil omen. Menggert said.

Godwin agreed: After all, the golden tree is not big enough. Although it still shines on all living beings, some places will still be shrouded in darkness due to their remoteness. Maybe when I am also a king and a god, I can find a light more powerful than the golden tree. With the magnificent light, then the world will be a world that can accommodate defilers and evil omens.”

There will be that kind of light? Menggert didn't believe it.

There will be. Godwin held out a golden fireball in his hand, filled with warmth and light. He sent the ball of light up into the sky, illuminating the small, dark room.

Godwin said: Some kind of existence is higher and warmer than the golden tree, and can spread the light wider. Just like the full moon, but with the light of the golden tree... By the way, it should be called the sun.

What is the sun? Mongot asked.

You go and read. After you finish reading, you will understand everything. Godwin pushed the slate and scroll to Mengt.

Later, Godwin didn't visit Menggot for a while. He heard that a war broke out, and the prince led the soldiers of the royal city to fight against the invading ancient dragon clan.

Godwin won the victory beautifully and won the respect of the ancient dragon clan. He even turned enemies into friends with the strong ancient dragons and spread the faith of the ancient dragons in the royal city.

Just like King Gefulei back then, he continued to write his own legend during the battle.

However, as his brother's influence in the royal city increased day by day, his affairs became more and more complicated, and he had less and less time to see him.

Menggert disguised himself as a commoner and visited his brother from a distance. At that time, his brother really had an ancient dragon by his side. It was beautiful and elegant, and its scales and horns were far prettier than his ominous horns.

Menggert longed for his brother from a distance, hoping that he could also go to the battlefield, make contributions, gain respect, and stand at the same height as his brother.

Unfortunately, when he was released from the sewers for a short period of time, he walked into the battlefield on Godwin's body.

On the Night of the Black Knife, Prince Godwin was killed. King Gefulei has left, something unexpected happened to the prince, and both the queen and the king disappeared. Although Godwin also had children, they were far less dazzling than the Golden Son. Facing the attack of the coalition forces, he was defeated and fled at an alarming speed, even ignoring the royal city and the people.

The prosperous royal city seemed to be on the verge of collapse in an instant, and the never-ending golden dynasty seemed like a bubble, a beautiful dream.

At this moment, the sons of evil omen, who were least expected, stood up and took the lead.

The knowledge he learned while studying with Godwin came in handy. Menggert hid his identity and took over the royal city of Rodel as a descendant of the golden clan. He calmed down the chaos in the royal city, repelled the king's coalition forces, and managed the royal city in order. The last laugh in the Broken War.

The golden people believe that the supreme will protects the golden dynasty and the golden tree. Even in the face of such a crisis, it still blesses this magnificent royal city.

Menggote is called the Blessed King, which is the honorific title of the people of gold, and it is also the hope he expressed when maintaining his false identity - he is the son of gold who has been blessed, rather than the son of bad omens who have been tainted by curses.

Menggert occasionally has some unrealistic fantasies.

I thought that if I could first act as the King of Blessings, let the people understand my wisdom and strategies, and understand my country and military strategies, and then wait until people like me, and then reveal my ominous identity, then maybe people would Fall in love with yourself, as you are.

Just like what is often said in the stories told by my father and brother, if you first let people accept people's strengths and then show their shortcomings, it will be easier for people to accept and tolerate each other, and they will be able to view each other objectively.

Menggert did the same thing. He first hid his identity and then tried some experiments to summon an omen hunter to meet him.

Menggert felt that if even the Bad Omen Hunters were willing to accept him, then he could lose his disguise.

In that way, he can build a world that Godwin said can accommodate defilers and evil omens...

Menggert has always maintained his identity as the Blessing King, hiding behind the scenes, naturally because the experiment failed.

He was met with the greatest malice since his birth. The Omen Hunter seems completely unwilling to accept the greatness of the Blessed King being crowned on a son of the Omen, which even intensifies his anger, making him risk his own life to attack the son of the Omen who has defiled the throne.

Mengt killed the Omen Hunter with pain and despair, and the determination that the secret must not be revealed.

After that, he no longer tried to focus on inadvertently exposing his identity, and concentrated on maintaining order and governing the royal city as the King of Blessings.

During the Broken War while maintaining a false identity, he also gained the opportunity to freely enter and exit the royal city. I have the opportunity to enter my mother's boudoir, which is also her study, and learn the profound knowledge.

Marika's thoughts and the mysteries of the Golden Law are recorded there. Starting from Godwin's teachings, experiencing the turmoil of the royal city in the midst of the storm, the uneasiness of the golden people, watching the wisdom left by Malika, and being fiercely hostile by the omen hunter, his long-term disguise also allowed him to escape from evil. Look at the problem from the perspective of Zhao's identity.

Menggert began to understand the Golden Law in depth. He no longer looked at the golden tree through the manhole cover, but instead explored directly to the golden crown. He understood the validity of the Golden Law, and the necessity of evil omens being regarded as stains.

He began to regard the Golden Law as orthodox and realized its order and beauty.

When looking at the great golden tree, he can forget his own insignificance and the fact that he is a bad omen.

In this way, Menggot managed the royal city during the day, and turned into a bad omen demon at night, leading the night cavalry to solve foreign troubles. Make friends from far away and attack closely, regain the Storm King's men, and counterattack the Volcano Mansion.

When I have free time, I read the books my mother left behind and explore the Golden Law.

Even a body as strong as Bad Omen can't bear it. Although he clearly has the bloodline of the Great Rune and the Golden Clan, he is not as strong as his younger brother.

Menggert struggled to support himself until Godfrey returned to the court.

Seeing Godfrey again, Mengt's mood was complicated.

There was the joy and nostalgia of seeing his father, the relief of finally being able to let go of the heavy burden, the hope that the Golden King's City would become great again, and the regret that he would eventually have to leave behind his identity as the Blessing King and return to the sewers of the King's City.

But after all, the joy is greater than the sadness. Over the years, he has long accepted the fact that bad omens are stains.

Mengt hugged Godfrey eagerly, and gave up the throne to Godfrey just like the obedient and gentle child before.

Menggert was ready to look up at the sky again in the underground prison, in the gap between the manhole cover of the dungeon, and once again witness the resurrection of that eternal and glorious golden dynasty.

But Ge Fulei gave him a bolt from the blue.

Menggert suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was a solar eclipse-like pattern. The flag of Patch's old store fluttered in the wind and dangled before his eyes.

What did I say? Thunder will definitely wake me up. A voice came from behind the head.

Menggert struggled to raise his eyes and saw Lance Sanks pinching his hard horns in a mischievous manner, and the red lightning in his hands was dissipating.

Her knees were being supported by Mongette. After the lightning in her hand dissipated, she lowered her head above Mongette's face. Her long golden hair was scattered against the light, making him unable to see Lance Sanks' face clearly. He only felt dripping. The tears merge into the body, maintaining a steady stream of vitality.

Damn it. Wuming looked regretful on the side, scattered the flame in his hand, and gave Lance Sanks a rune.

Wuming stared at Menggert:

Hey, King of Blessings, how is your health?

Menggert subconsciously corrected:

I am Malkit, the evil omen demon.

Do you think I believe it or not? Wuming said, Don't hide the King of Blessings. How did you get here? What's the purpose of coming here?

Mengt was silent for a moment, and seeing that he could no longer hide it, he said:

Purpose? To kill you.

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Menggert's hard work has not been fruitless.

On this day, his persistence finally bore fruit.

The great King of Elden, Lord of the Fields, Godfrey, his revered father—has returned.

The golden people still miss the heyday of the golden tree. They immediately recognized Godfrey, and cheers and ecstasy instantly spread throughout the city. People even forgot that there was a blessing king in Rodel.

It seems that as soon as Godfrey returns, people naturally feel that he is the real king, and they naturally believe that prosperity will return with King Godfrey.

It wasn't until King Godfrey asked Rodel's current owner that the knights remembered the invisible King of Blessing.

The knights did not feel entangled about this. Since King Blessing claimed to be the heir of King Godfrey, they would naturally welcome their father warmly when they saw him return. No matter who becomes the king in the future, it will be a family matter of the Golden Clan, and there is no need for them to interfere.

King Godfrey asked everyone to withdraw, and with praise and blessings, he went to the throne of Eldon alone.

After a long time, father and son finally met.

When Menggert first came out, he still wanted to say two cruel words, which would imprint the horror of the omen on the tombstone of the faded person.

But when he walked down the steps, what came into view was the tall figure buried deep in his heart, that familiar broad chest. Although his beard and hair were disheveled and he didn't wear a crown, he couldn't hide his royal aura.

For a moment, Menggert seemed to have returned to his childhood and wanted to throw himself into his father's arms. However, the long experience of being in charge of Rodel had engraved calmness in his heart. His tender childhood days were gone forever. He stared at that figure, motionless. .

Perhaps deep down in his heart, he still couldn't believe it, fearing that this was just a beautiful dream. If he acted rashly, the dream would dissipate like a bubble.

In the end, Godfrey smiled at him:

Long time no see, Menggert.

Language turns dreams into reality, and father and son hug each other fiercely. Menggert felt like his chest was about to be broken and squeezed by the Godfrey Lele, but such a strong oppression made him feel real, making him believe that his father was really back, and that he would smash through the roof of the sewer just like when he lifted him up when he was a child. So brave and mighty.

My father is still so tall, standing in front of him, I still look like a child.

Father, please sit down. Menggert quickly stood beside Godfrey and gave up Elden's throne and the Rodel throne that he had held fast until now.

Just sit down. There are plenty of chairs here. Ge Fulei waved his hand.

How can this be done? This is the throne that belongs to you. Menggert insisted, Those chairs are where the traitors sit.

Godfrey laughed: The throne is not determined by the chair.

Then you can't sit on those small chairs. Menggert said, They are too narrow for your stalwart figure.

It's okay. Ge Fulei patted his shoulder.

On God Fulei's shoulder, a phantom gradually solidified. It was the figure of a lion, and finally it solidified, got off God Fulei's body, and stood behind God Fulei.

Ge Fulei sat down on the lion's back:

Isn't this spacious?

Menggert looked at the lion and was stunned for a moment, then bowed and saluted.

The prime minister, Beast Serosh, assists his father's prime minister and guides the old sage of the golden clan.

The lion nodded to Menggett, its golden mane swaying like waves, and the lion turned its head and said:

This is indeed inappropriate. You should sit on the throne.

Godfrey ignored Selosiu's words. Seeing that Mengt was unwilling to sit on the throne and kept standing, he didn't say anything more. He just looked at Mengt with a smile on his lips:

Blessing King?

Menggert lowered his head, a little shy and a little scared:

This is a disguise. Only in this way will the royal city not be in chaos.

The strong Barbarian King spoke softly: Long time no see, my body has become much stronger and I have the bearing of a king.

Mengt was a little at a loss.

He hadn't felt such a gentle tone for so long that he had forgotten how to respond.

Godfrey continued: I've heard all about you. You did a good job, really good. Thank you for your hard work.

Menggert's nose was a little sore. It seemed that it was caused by the ugly scab on his nose, or it might be that the hard sinister horn in his heart had melted.

Godfrey looked at Mengt's expression and sighed:

I know I didn't care much about you and never raised you as a king. You probably hate me in your heart. If you want to cry or curse, it will feel better if you say it out loud.

Menggert shook his head: How could I bear grudge against you? It's because of you and my brother that I have been able to support myself until now.

Without his father to teach him martial arts, without his brother to teach him knowledge, and without the honor brought to him by the golden clan, he would not be able to manage the royal city in an orderly manner. The illusory blessing king would not be respected by the golden people.

Menggert said: Although I don't have your talent, I have been waiting for your return. I have sorted out the situation and worries inside and outside the royal city, and you can take over immediately.

Menggert turned and walked towards a desk, wanting to hand over the dossier he had recorded to his father.

Beside the desk, he saw a crown. He had left it untouched on the desk for a long time, the crown of the King of Elden.

Menggert placed the crown on the scroll and presented it to Godfrey.

Godfrey did not refuse, took the crown and unfolded the book.

After looking at it for two seconds, he smiled heartily:

I'm a big old man. How can I understand this? You tell me.

So he gave all the scrolls to the lion under his seat.

Menggert also smiled: It's not a big deal. After the Broken War, the traitors were very honest. However, my cavalry on Berum Avenue reported that a large caravan was preparing to board Yatan. I'm afraid they will continue You should be careful about spreading the belief of epileptic fire. Let Selosiu handle the government affairs for you, I am going back too.

Going back to where? Ge Fulei asked.

Go back... Menggert paused, It's the sewer.

Prime Minister Beast Throthio licked the pages with his barbed tongue and flipped through Menggert's scroll:

It's very organized, and everything is handled according to the law. It seems that you have a deep understanding of the Golden Law.

Mengget nodded: I believe that with father and you, the golden tree will be great again. All defilements and blasphemies will disappear under the power of the golden tree.

Father, I'll take my leave first, Menggert said. I basically keep the layout of the royal city as it is. Only the manhole covers of the sewers, and I enlarged the gaps in the manhole covers on the pretext of increasing drainage. I admit that I have some selfish motives. I hope that after you return to the court, I can return to the sewer prison and see more light when I look up - if you are not satisfied, I still have the original manhole cover and can replace it at any time.

Mongotte. Godfrey's voice became even more melancholy, When I come back this time, I want to change some things.

Mengt turned around, wanting to hear his father's voice one last time.

What Menggert didn't expect was that Godfrey gave him a bolt from the blue.

I want to release all the bad omens. Godfrey said, We can also let the caravans you mentioned come up and allow them to do business.

Menggert thought he heard wrongly and was stunned for a long time:

Why?

I just feel that I can make some changes. Godfrey hugged his chest, And you are my son, can I let you sleep in the sewer?

Menggert blinked: Didn't you give in before?

In the past, when your mother was here, I listened to your mother. Godfrey said, She is the smartest woman I have ever met. Of course she has her reasons.

You won't listen now?

Your mother is not at home today. Ge Fulei showed a mischievous smile, Let him go first, then let him go. I have suffered for two lifetimes, why can't I let my son enjoy it?

Faced with Godfrey's pampering and laughter, Mengt showed unprecedented seriousness:

Father, you can't do this, you are shaking the foundation of gold. Defilement is defilement, and blasphemy is blasphemy, because they will really damage gold.

Menggert said: I am the Bad Omen. I have personally seen the fear of the curse and the fear of the bad omen among the golden people. If you let the son of the bad omen leave the sewer, it will shake your prestige and shake the law!

Ge Fulei was stunned for a moment after being told:

Why is the law still out there? Is it so serious?

I'm afraid it's really that serious. Throthio said, Mengote is right, you shouldn't do this.

I read the book left by my mother, please believe me. Menggert said, The foundation of the Golden Law, its composition is magnificent and beautiful, and the theory is perfect and beautiful. This is what gives it its legitimacy.

Ge Fulei stared at Mengt, and the rocks between his eyebrows bulged:

But you are excluded from this legitimacy, child.

That may be my sin, said Mongot.

Fuck you! Godfrey was suddenly furious. This should be my sin. Isn't it just the remnants of the furnace? I've seen too many of you, what a fart! You stay here and are not allowed to go to the sewers. .”

You don't understand! Menggert's voice became louder. You have only one strength and have not explored the Golden Law at all! The sacredness that excludes defilement is the basis of legitimacy!

There was fear in the roar. Menggert was used to sacrifice and giving without asking for anything in return.

After his father and brother left, he had long been accustomed to not being loved, and instead gained satisfaction and recognition from caring for others, from the happy smiles of the golden people and the praise of the golden tree. He even finally understood what his brother meant by his mother's love.

But what his father did would only bring panic and curses, and spread misfortune.

I have lost the possibility of being loved. Do I want to deprive a son of evil omen of the opportunity to love others?

Godfrey looked at Menggert who was yelling and was speechless for a moment.

Godfrey is like an old father facing an adolescent child. The child is full of truth, but the clumsy father is at a loss. Although he has the wisdom bestowed by the years, he does not have the eloquence of two fingers and cannot express responses.

It's just that adolescence came so late, and his concern as a father also came so late. The child's faith has become faith, no matter how hard it is to shake.

So the clumsy father chose to do what many fathers do - get started directly.

Ge Fulei stood up slowly, his muscles all over his body trembling slightly, eager to try.

Selosiu noticed Godfrey's change immediately and immediately put down the book in his hand. The golden-maned lion touched Godfrey's shoulder and persuaded him: Brother, forget it - he is still a child.

This is my family matter. Godfrey squinted at Selosiu with a horrifying look in his eyes, It's hard for the prime minister to deal with family matters, right?

Selosiu retracted his claws, shrank back, and covered his face with the book: I can't see it.

Godfrey stamped his foot on the ground, the earth shook, and the storm blew Monggette's broken fur cloak.

My child, you want to defend the golden tree, right? I failed to fulfill my father's responsibility and didn't teach you much. Now let me teach you one thing - it doesn't matter what laws or principles you support. It’s important. Strength is the essence of being a king, and strength is the foundation that makes the law unshakable.”

King Elden moved his body: Just right, I haven't played with my son for a long time.

Godfrey's hand opened slightly, and the sound of his joints sounded like a war drum, beating in Mengt's heart.

The reputation of the War King has been familiar to him since he was a child, and it is even one of his beliefs that supports him.

But now he has to be an enemy of such a legend and his own father.

Menggert took a deep breath and held the crutch in his hand.

But he is the King of Blessings, a demigod who has experienced the baptism of broken wars and possesses the Great Rune of Focus and the Blood of Curse.

Father, I am not your enemy. Please recognize my will and my belief in this battle——

Before he finished speaking, Menggert felt that his eyes were getting dark.

The majestic figure had already arrived in front of him. The shadows on his chest and arms completely enveloped him, like a lion pouncing on food. A pair of big hands were clasped around his waist.

The next second, Menggert felt that the world was spinning. The light of the golden tree suddenly became brighter, and the crown of the tree was closer to him.

Menggote was thrown into the sky by Godfrey and spun uncontrollably.

While the world was spinning, Menggert dreamed back to the feeling of being lifted up by his father when he was a child.

The shadow once again enveloped Mengt, blocking out the light of the golden tree. Godfrey jumped into the air, locked Menggert's body again, and dunked toward the ground with the weight of himself and Menggert.

With a violent slap, Menggert's body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Godfrey grabbed Mengt's thick big tail and beat him on the ground casually, like beating his son.

After a few simple strokes, Mengt felt like he was going to vomit.

Just when he was about to vomit, Godfrey finally stopped and placed the dizzy Mengt on the throne, watching him take a breath and rest.

Menggert struggled to get down from the throne:

Father--

Mengote, let's go for a walk. Godfrey interrupted, Not as a bad omen demon, but as a golden people, go to the border and experience it. You put too much energy on Since we are in charge of the royal city, it’s time to take a vacation.”

You want to... expel me from the royal city?

Can't you transform? If you want to come back, can I still stop you? Godfrey reached out and stroked Mengt's head, Child——

Menggert looked at Godfrey subconsciously.

Don't stay at home, go out and do some activities. Godfrey said, holding Mengt high in the air, yelling, and throwing it outside the city.

Like a meteor passing through the sky, Menggert flew across the royal city and crashed into the distance.

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Is this the truth why you knocked down Tragus? Wuming said.

No, I didn't identify with my father after I left the city. Menggert said, Even if I don't have my father's identification, even if I can't see the smiles of the golden people, I can still help my father and the golden dynasty.

Menggert looked at Wuming:

That's why I came here to find your caravan. I want to eradicate your caravan. Even if I no longer have an army and am alone, I still want to eradicate the caravan and stop the delusional idea of ​​curing the bad omen.

Faced with this naked warning of crime, Wuming didn't care at all. He was still paying attention to the incident where Menggert bumped into him.

Then how did you bump into Tragus? Wuming was curious.

I'm afraid it was Latarn who caused the meteorite to fall. Menggert said, When I was flying out of the city, I saw him flying towards the royal city. Huh, a traitor who doesn't obey and wants to invade the royal city, but he doesn't know that his father has returned. If he goes to court, he will only hit his head and bleed.

He just went to find your father. Wuming said, I just don't know why they started fighting.

Looking for death... Menggert commented.

Wuming said: Okay, don't worry about other people's lives for now.

Yes, I can no longer protect myself. Menggert said, If you want to kill me, just do it.

Menggert showed little will to resist.

How could I possibly kill you? Wuming shook his head, You are the son of the King of Elden, and I am counting on you to help me make the connection.

Do you think I can help you? Mongot said.

Besides, there's no rush. ​​Wuming turned and left, telling Lance Sanks, You watch him first, my new cow still needs to be retrained. Do you know the forgetting curve? I have to educate it strictly according to the forgetting curve.

Wuming threw Mongot to Lance Sanks and left. Lance Sanks held his face with one hand, and with the other hand free, he started to pinch Mongot's horns and touch his face. The furnace knob, and then stroke Mengt's big tail for a while.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Menggert reminded her.

Why should I kill you? You saved me. Lance Sanks was so bored that he played with his hair.

Aren't you afraid of being defiled? Menggert said, This is a bad omen and one of the most taboo forms of blasphemy.

Smiling, it's just the appearance of the furnace, tainting me? Who are you looking down on? Lance Sanks sneered.

She poked the ominous horn on Mengt's head with her finger:

Little brother, you really don't know who I am, sister.

Alas, I have struggled with the issue of the sun for a long time, but it turned out that it was too late last night.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to write it like this first. It should be noted that the sun is not necessarily Godwin's law. Another view is that the sun is the form of some kind of god or legal ring that existed earlier. I write this because I feel that the celestial phenomenon of the Dharma Ring is too idealistic and conforms to the law. This is possible.

Moreover, if you write about the dead prince like this, you may be stabbed in the back by the DLC, but at this point, I have no choice but to bite the bullet and write it first. By the way, there is actually no evidence to show who is the younger brother among the three children of the Huang Jin family. I usually default to the younger brother.