I, the Prince of Qin

　　He changed his words: "But I may or may not participate myself. I may ask some friends or subordinates to do it for me."

　　Mo Zhe has been here all the way from Scarlet World. Most of the time, he has done it himself. After all, he can exercise his various abilities.

　　But after all, his true identity is the crown prince, and it is appropriate to do what he has personally experienced.

　　Some things, let the subordinates run, let the subordinates run, there is no need to do everything by yourself.

　　Especially in this kind of martial arts competition, you used to take the opportunity to exercise your combat ability, but now, it's just a ticket.

　　As a superior, you need to have the consciousness of the superior and the way of doing things.

　　Lancelot was stunned for a while, recalled carefully, and found that only the quiet Hassan came with Mo Zhe.

　　Does he have no other teammates?

　　Could it be that he is here, and there are forces hidden behind the scenes?

　　Doubts are doubts. Although it may not be possible to directly test Mo Zhe's own strength, it is also rewarding to indirectly understand his strength through his subordinates.

　　Thinking about this section, Lancelot didn't hesitate: "That's great, my martial arts tournament in Camelot City is based on the premise of learning from friends, so I can get to know more friends, which is exactly what I want!"

　　Mo Zhe nodded and sent Lancelot away.

　　"His Royal Highness, this kind of martial arts competition is very boring." Ah Fang's plans for Lancelot are also like a mirror, but fundamentally, whether it is Mo Zhe or Da Qin, they are not afraid of the other party's temptation at all.

　　So Ah Fang was worried that Mo Zhe would be bored.

　　"It's okay, it's okay, didn't a bunch of people want to apply for a job last time, they just came over for an internship."

　　Mo Zhe knocked on his forehead, thinking of the possible scenes of the so-called martial arts conference, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

　　……

　　The combat tournament in Camelot City is held in the fighting arena in the center of the city.

　　As Lancelot said, Britain is not Rome. Although it is a fighting arena, it follows the spirit of chivalry everywhere.

　　In the entire fighting arena, there is no chaos mixed with the smell of blood and sweat, nor the cheers of the fanatical low-level civilians and the thrill-seeking nobles and ladies.

　　Some are just a review of the martial arts of both sides, and a simple cheer for the warriors they support.

　　The Camelot City Martial Arts Tournament is not held many times, only two or three times a year, and the rest of the time is used as a training venue for knights.

　　But this time, it was far more grand than previous years, and even the moment the news came out, it caused a sensation in the whole city!

　　There is only one reason for this-

　　The Knights of the Round Table will be participating!

　　To the people of Camelot, the Lion King is their god.

　　The Knights of the Round Table are the apostles of God.

　　Now that human beings are collapsing, Camelot City is the last fortress of people.

　　Not to mention the knights of the round table, ordinary knights also bear their last hope.

　　The Lion King screened the so-called "good-hearted" people, entered Camelot City, and accepted asylum.

　　The means may be extreme, the method of choice may be too single, and the treatment of those who are not selected may be too cruel, but it is undeniable that for those who are selected, Camelot City is the last paradise on earth. .

　　The knights of the round table are heaven, the last guardian of people's hope.

　　At the moment when the disappearance of the martial arts conference spread, the entire city of Camelot was silent for a moment, and after that, there was endless enthusiasm and cheering.

　　The night before, countless people stayed up all night, and even waited at the gate of the fighting arena, praying and waiting for the start of the conference.

　　Some people are more careful and start to pay attention to who can get the qualification to challenge the Knights of the Round Table.

　　Upon understanding, I found that it was a guest that the Lion King valued.

　　Since it is a guest that God values, it is naturally extremely honorable.Upholding the spirit of chivalry that is also popular among the people, some people justly chose to support Mo Zhe's team.

　　In such a peaceful atmosphere, the supporters of both sides entered the venue of the martial arts conference.

　　On the day of the conference, Mo Zhe entered the exclusive lounge of the fighting arena surrounded by the curiosity and encouragement of many people.

　　"Come on, even if your opponent is a Knight of the Round Table, don't lose easily!"

　　"Even if you lose, we will support you! Because your opponent is the Knights of the Round Table, it is not surprising to lose, but we all admire their courage to challenge them!"

　　"Come on! Hold on for a few more seconds!"

　　Words like this, although full of goodwill and supportive intentions, really make people laugh and cry.

　　In the lounge, Mo Zhe looked at a few "interns" he had found temporarily.

　　Sha Tiao Aige still looks like a clingy goblin: "Mo Zhe, you suddenly traveled to this dimension. If you didn't contact me, I would have a hard time finding you. You don't even call me for such a fun thing!"

　　Talking and pouting, it seems that he is losing his temper, but in fact he is full of anger.

　　On the side, a silver-haired girl raised her hand weakly: "That...Is it okay if I don't go back and sweep the floor?"

　　Mo Zhe looked over and saw that Gamo looked uncomfortable.

　　I didn't know that Kama was BEAST before, I just thought she was an ordinary maid who cleaned the yard in the Daqin harem, and didn't take it to heart.

　　But now that you know it, of course you have to make full use of it.

　　As for whether BEAST will fight back?The others are hard to say, but this one is too soft to look at.Besides, being punished by the First Emperor for sweeping the land for thousands of years is actually a kind of training, and it has long been honest.

　　And there's a Tiamat at home, and an extra BEAST is a lot.

　　But next to the third...

　　"What is this person here for?" Mo Zhe looked at it speechlessly, and shamelessly ran after Aige, the other BEAST:

　　Slaughterhouse prays for famine.

Chapter 234 Chapter [-] I don't mind the unspoken rules of the office at all!

　　"Dear Mr. Mo Zhe, can you allow me to preach by your side?" The killing institute had a compassionate expression on its face.

　　"Go away." Mo Zhe replied only one word.

　　"Huhu, it's really a 'hard' refusal, I like it." The Slaughter Institute said that it was preaching, and it seemed that it was a joke at the beginning.

　　Mo Zhe squinted his eyes slightly, and shifted his gaze from the Slaughter Institute to the innocent face of Aige.

　　The Slaughterhouse came with Aige. When Mo Zhe called someone, Aige appeared in the space-time teleportation array, and the Slaughterhouse appeared from behind her.

　　Thinking of the fact that in Fuyuki City, it was she who "invited" the Seshoyuan to the Holy Grail War battlefield and deliberately created chaos. It's hard not to speculate that Aige's intention to appear here is also that of Aige.

　　At least, as the root princess, it is easy for her to get rid of the stalking of the Slaughter Institute.

　　"Well, I didn't take the initiative to call her, she was cheeky and followed, and then I thought it was nothing, so I brought it here together." Aige quickly explained.

　　Then she blinked her beautiful eyes: "Anyway, she's just a trash fish to you, Mo Zhe, isn't she?"

　　After speaking, he stuck out his tongue.

　　Mo Zhe supported his forehead, did Aige have some misunderstandings about himself... However, if you were to say that she was afraid of the Slaughterhouse, that might not be the case.

　　The ability of the Slaughter Institute is troublesome, but he has the emperor's uniform, which is immune to all malicious mental attacks. It can be said that if the Slaughter Institute really wants to do things under his own eyes, he will never get good fruit to eat.

　　But trouble is trouble, who knows if one day, when he wakes up, he finds that the guards, soldiers, generals, and ministers around him, Quan Takuma, have been slept by the Slaughterhouse! ?

　　"Fuck off! Go straight to the Heavenly Prison!" Mo Zhe didn't want to give the Slaughter Institute a chance at all.

　　"Look at my resume again, I am sincere and want to work by your side!" The Slaughter Institute sincerely applied for a job.

　　"What is the truth?"

　　"Sha Tiao Jiang made you talk so hysterically, I feel itchy when I hear it."

　　The Slaughterhouse licked his tongue, like a gluttonous wet snake.

　　Mo Zhe smiled: "Bai Qi is also working under me."

　　Hearing Bai Qi's name, the Slaughter Institute frowned and looked left and right, as if to confirm whether the other party was here.

　　Bai Qi was in Fuyuki and once cut down the killing house and fled.Daqin Blood Buddha can be said to be one of the biggest nemesis of the Slaughter Institute.

　　However, Bai Qi is currently beside Shi Huang, and Mo Zhe is not sure whether he has the power to mobilize her now.

　　When I say Bai Qi's name now, I want to remind the Slaughter Institute.

　　——Here, you are not the only one who can kill you!

　　The Slaughterhouse turned serious: "I promise not to cause trouble! Sha Tiao Jiang can be a guarantee!"

　　"I'm a bum!" Aige saw that Mo Zhe wasn't too fond of the Slaughterhouse, and immediately distanced himself from it.

　　Originally, the two met by chance, Aige watching Killing House was fun, and Killing House thought Aigo was interesting, and they played together because of similar smells.

　　But to say that there is any friendship or deeper relationship, it is not there.

　　When we want to do something, we will pull together to do it, but we must take responsibility. I am sorry that we are not familiar with each other.

　　Aige really wanted to be by Mo Zhe's side.

　　There is no need to take risks and responsibilities for this alcoholic friend of the Slaughterhouse.

　　"That's it, if you want to harm others, just do it." Mo Zhe said, greeting Afang, and a teleportation array sent the Slaughterhouse away.

　　The Slaughterhouse did not resist, but instead paid more attention to Mo Zhe because of the rejection:

　　"It seems that you have some misunderstandings about me, but I will prove with practical actions that I am a good person who helps others and is willing to give. There will be a chance to see you in the future, Mo Zhe~"

　　The Slaughterhouse threw an eyebrow and was teleported away.

　　Mo Zhe looked at Aige helplessly, and Aige quickly posted an apology and acted like a spoiled child.

　　Gamma watched from the side, biting his nails enviously.

　　Feel free to act like a spoiled brat to your immediate boss, Mo Zhe!How many back doors can you open at work?

　　No, maybe you can take advantage of the situation to seek care and support, so you don't have to work hard to sweep the floor! ?

　　No work and bonuses!

　　I want to be next to my boss too!

　　I don't mind the unspoken rules of the office at all!