I! Dragon People! Invincible!

With bloodshot eyes, he stared at Orpheus Helen as if he was choosing someone, "You'd better not lie to me. If something happens to Alice, I won't close my eyes and I won't let you go!"

He is not a fool.

It can be seen that this woman admires the power of the Tianlong people.

Stupid and ridiculous!

Follow the nobles of the world.

It will only end tragically then.

But his daughter, who was less than one year old, could not be buried with him.

"Why are you still standing there, why don't you catch this thug who dared to offend the great Saint Anthony..." Harry IX, whose back was soaked in cold sweat and turned pale with fright, was worthy of recovery. Angrily shouted at the palace guards.

At this time, the palace guards who were also in a cold sweat rushed forward.

Anger snatched the gun from Duke Lovsky's hand, and Nagi held down the opponent who was already suffering from being shot.

They don't want to be buried with the world's nobles, let alone their family members.

I can't wait to immediately execute the daring Duke Lovsky.

"Ah... Anthony Saint..."

Duke Lovsky had no chance to speak any further, was kicked and beaten by the angry guards, smashed with the butts of his guns, his face was bloodied and his teeth were all lost.

He endured the pain, his face twisted: "Mmmmm..."

Afraid that he would go on talking nonsense again and offend the nobles of the world, the palace guards directly blocked his mouth.

His eyes were splitting, and his eyes were burning with pain.

With unspeakable hatred and anger.

"Orpheus, you did a great job, awesome~"

Looking at Duke Lovski, who was excited with fire-breathing eyes, Anthony Saint smiled and said to Orpheus Helen.

"Now, his life is yours!"

"Yes, St. Anthony..." Orpheus Helen nodded hurriedly.

"Harry Nesentari Nolly IX..."

"Yes, I'm very sorry, St. Anthony, for letting such an idiot disturb your interest!"

The King Harry IX on the side was full of cold sweat and was uneasy.

Originally, a king like him only needed to bow when he saw the nobles of the world.

But at this moment, regardless of the identity and dignity of the king, he bite the bullet and knelt down to apologize.

That damn fellow, Duke Lovsky, was so daring that he really shot at the nobles of the world.

If it weren't for Saint Anthony, there might be some devil fruit ability, and he controlled the bullet.

Just for fear of unimaginable consequences.

"Well, although it is not strict, but it is excusable, get up..."

Anthony Saint didn't mean to use the topic to play, he looked at Harry IX who got up with deep meaning, and said: "Because of your gift, I am very satisfied, so your request, I agree!"

"At that time, you and the officials of the World Government, just report my name directly!"

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Chapter [-] Saint Poplar, Akeno Himejima? [Five shifts, ask for collections, ask for flowers, tickets]

on the vast sea.

Ups and downs, sea breeze.

a huge island -

No, an island tortoise with an exaggerated body quietly parked on the coast.

It's like two islands connected to each other.

On the island, there are dense vegetation and green forests, row upon row.

The twists and turns of the sheep intestines trail, the environment is beautiful.

Spotless and sparkling.

In the center, sits huge and gorgeous.

A far more luxurious and solemn castle than the Rolandine Kingdom.

It exudes a quaint atmosphere without losing its beauty.

A zoo that collects rare and exotic species from all over the world, a large garden with countless famous flowers on the sea, a large garden that competes with each other, beautifully designed pavilions and pavilions...

"Crash..."

Water splash.

A luxurious and exquisite water park, built in the southeast.

Above, one after another beautiful figures, jumping and frolic there.

Full of laughter.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Some couldn't take their eyes off of them, and were dumbfounded.

Those beautiful and moving figures are actually mermaids.

Angel-like face, beautiful fish tail...

And, no less than a dozen people.

A pleasant singing voice floated.

They were cheering and cheering.

Welcome the return of their great master, St. Anthony.

He took the king's army and escorted Anthony Saint out of the capital. It was the second time he had seen King Harry IX. He looked at the luxurious giant Turtle Island in front of him with admiration.

Spotless red carpet.

It is spread on a semi-automatic bridge that spans tens of meters and is two or three meters wide.

Jean followed behind Saint Anthony, and followed Saint Anthony to "visit the Holy Land", her beauty was almost the same as that of the Duchess, graceful and luxurious, well maintained, and looked like a young and beautiful lady in her thirties. The queen who still has the charm; there is also the dignified, beautiful and gentle daughter-in-law; the two twin princesses who are young and beautiful, young and in love; and the charming and beautiful Lovsky Duchess Orpheus Helen...

They all stared at the beautiful eyes, some undisguised shock, full of indescribable curiosity, and looked at this luxurious "castle", "manor", and "island ship" exclusive to Anthony Saint - Saint Aspen.

In the jewel-like eyes, a splendid brilliance bloomed.

Full of excitement, excitement, joy, anticipation...

"See His Holiness Anthony—"

A group of well-trained bodyguards in suits and leather shoes, exuding a fierce atmosphere, stood on both sides of the red carpet in an orderly manner.

They all knelt there in unison, well-trained and incomparably powerful.

Kneel down on one knee and bow your head in salute.

Far from being comparable to the King's Army of the Rolandine Kingdom.

The guards of honor of the king's army seem to be neat, but their spirits and spirits are completely different.

Welcome the return of Don Quixote Anthony, the noble of the world, their master.

Originally, they all had to get down on their knees.

But for the beauty of etiquette.

Anthony St. authorized their subordinates to only get down on one knee when they salute.

headed by--

A little maid with a long ponytail, cute and playful, about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a cute black and white maid outfit, there she was half-kneeling.

But the big eyes were full of playfulness, and the elf winked strangely at Anthony Saint who came over.

The tender voice was crisp and sweet: "His Royal Highness, welcome back!"

Behind her, she also led a dozen beautiful and generous women with different temperaments.

Everything from a teenage girl to an elegant and dignified lady.

Finally, there are the beautiful maids.

It makes people feel as if they are in a daughter country, dizzying.

"That is……"

King Harry IX of the Rolandine Kingdom swallowed his saliva and couldn't help being a little sluggish. He hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look any further.

Having traveled to the Holy Land Maryjoa to attend more than one quadrennial world conference, he recognized the beautiful women who followed the lovely little maid, each with their own strengths.

This Saint Anthony is really... amazing!

But at the same time, it couldn't help but burst into cold air!

Heart pounding.

There was sweat on his forehead.

Harry IX only felt some scalp tingling.

His back was soaked in cold sweat unknowingly.

Although the agreement signed by the world government and the member countries, the most important one is that the world government will never interfere in the internal affairs of the member countries.

But the rule is dead, and man is alive.

Without evidence, even if it is doubt, what can you say?