About the Fact That I Joined the Evil | Evil Organization

Just as he expected, the final decisive battle at the end of the age of the gods, hundreds of millions of gods' creations, and the gods all over the sky awakened the hungry dragon king, the master of love.

Well, the atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

The melancholy expression of the Clown King immediately becomes weird. Whenever he thinks that his current colleagues are the culprit who ended the age of the gods, and even earlier, the culprit who caused the destruction of the hidden age of the Dragon Age, his expression becomes weird. Get really weird.

…The Dragon King, who is like the ultimate weapon for the destruction of civilization, has no temper for his wife at all, is not conscious of his overflowing affection for his sister, and is so severe that his daughter has no cure...

Borrowing money will still renege on you...stingy, gluttonous, easy to get angry, it is really unimaginable.

"The memories are too long, senior clown, what are you recalling?"

"Shut up, as you get older, you will inevitably have more memories."

The end of the age of the gods is not the beginning of happiness, and the dark age follows. Countless heroes were born in such an era, which also summoned such chaos and disputes.

At that time, he was listening to a little girl talking about the outside world.

The world that I was tired of already has the beautiful sky that the little girl said.

"The dangerous thing is not the artifacts that consume life, but the objects that intend to use such artifacts. The sale of artifacts is not allowed. Even the artifacts held by the two camps need the permission to use the artifacts from the Dragon Clan."

The Clown King said softly.

As long as the artifact has a curse, perhaps this statement is not correct, the correct one should have a curse, and the artifact is more like a artifact.

The use license required to hold a divine weapon is the same as allowing civilians to carry firearms. The license must be approved after extensive review.

The Knights of the Crusaders spend a lot of maintenance on artifacts every year, which is why most of the justice camp is relatively poor.

They don't use life as a resource like in the age of the gods. Most of the artifacts will be allocated to those who are qualified to have a certain resistance to the curse of the artifacts.

The sturdy Bilan, a certain defeated inflatable knight is the so-called qualified person of the holy gun Bilan. He has a certain resistance to the curse on the artifact, and he did not properly release the artifact as an intercontinental ballistic missile.

Of course, it is impossible for the dragon clan to allow the use of artifacts like that, so the lifespan will not be affected, but the curse of the artifacts will somewhat reduce luck.

So the inflatable knight was unlucky because he drank water and stuffed his teeth, and the cabbage he raised was picked by others to make a stew pot.

"The sale of artifacts is not allowed, that is to say, trading artifacts by express delivery is the so-called artifact smuggling?"

No. 2 asked with some confusion.

Of course he knows the danger of the artifact. After all, the information on this aspect also marked the result of the artifact. Sometimes the power of the curse, even if the true power of the artifact is not released, will cause the people around to be involved in the curse. swirl.

It is not uncommon for a country and a city to be destroyed because of the relationship between artifacts in the Dark Ages.

No. 2 looked at the wooden box, and immediately understood what the Clown King really wanted to express.

His right hand was pressing the zipper of his trousers. For some reason, the holy sword between his legs was still a little firm, as if he had taken a small blue pill. Although it was just a mimicry, the touch was indeed like a sword.

Although the sword body is a bit fiery, No. 2's mind is very calm, although at the beginning because the little No. [-] became such a thing, his head became blank.

"The nature of this kind of smuggling is the same as that of arms smuggling, and it is still in the specifications of intercontinental ballistic missiles."

"Well, the answer is pretty correct this time, and I'm worried that you're as old as I am."

The clown king smiled slightly at the rare member of the organization who used his brain to think about things.

"Where is it, senior clown is still young, even one or two girls can be easily captured."

No. 2 curled his lips, cursing secretly that it was not a test.

"...Oh, so I'm still young."

"That's right, if you're young, it's okay to make out with Michelle Elan."

"..."

The Clown King, who was a little happy just a second ago, suddenly froze and stared at him fiercely.

"I obviously can't remember Miller's name, but I can remember Michelle's name so clearly."

Michelle Elam, pure white moonstone.

A little girl who makes the Clown King helpless, but whose appearance he misses so much, can be said to be his natural enemy.

Behind this little girl with astonishing enthusiasm and action ability, there is an unscrupulous No. 2 who is afraid that things are not big enough. The power after multiplication is really terrifying, especially Michelle's character is a bit confused, so it is very easy to believe 2 No. words.

For example, a few days ago, Michelle blinked and said to him: do you want to eat first, take a bath first, or eat me first...

For the first time in so many years, the Clown King was so frightened that he kept coughing. Of course, he did not take revenge on No. 2. Ah, as a senior in the company, how could he mix his personal affair with work, but it just made No. 2 No. This newly promoted cadre sorted out the power distribution in Lower Z City.

"Miller? Oh, Miller... I remember, Miller Platinum, right, that's the full name."

"That's not true. If you call that in front of Miller, she will beat you."

"Oh, then it's Joan of Arc☆Holy Sword..."

"Number 2, you did it on purpose."

The Clown King gave No. 2 a hard look, and then changed the distorted topic back.

"Let's not talk about that, since you guessed the artifact smuggling, then..."

"Senior Clown, I reasoned it out."

"...Then you should also understand my purpose."

Interrupted by such a worthless reason, the Clown King rubbed his temples, No. 2 laughed and covered his mouth consciously.