Tribute to the Demon King

Zhou Yi nodded happily: "It would be great if you understand."

"Then, why didn't you tell me your name? Is there any deep-seated reason?"

"It's very simple... I don't allow anyone who hears my name and doesn't bow down."

Zhou Yi drank the wine with his head held high, looked straight at Rider with his scarlet eyes, and replied word by word: "If you don't accept it, then hit me with your fist - I will be very happy to tell you my name of."

...It was an obvious provocation.Waver didn't know how to respond to this almost joking answer.

"Is that so..."

Rider on the side seemed to understand what he said, and sighed deeply: "What a proud king."

Then, without hesitation, he raised his hand and punched Zhou Yi heavily in the face!

Even Zhou Yi was blinded by this unexpected punch on his face.The wine glass in his hand also shook, and the liquid in it shook violently, spilling nearly half of it.

"Who do you think I am, Berserker?"

In the bewildered expression of Weber, the King of Conquerors who just attacked Berserker just sat there unhurriedly, drank another glass of wine, bumped his chest and laughed loudly: "I'm Iskandar! You're trying to make me admit it, what are you kidding!"

"...You bastard, what a waste. Half a glass of wine is gone."

It took Zhou Yi a long time to recover, and speaking softly, he swallowed half a glass of wine mixed with the blood in his mouth.

Then, he unceremoniously raised his left hand, and punched Rider's right cheek with the same weight!

This punch made Wei Bo on the side tremble suddenly, and the wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He wasn't even being looked at directly by the two of them - just sitting next to the two tyrants, he couldn't even move at all, he didn't even dare to breathe, and he couldn't control his body at all.

"Who do you think I am, Iskandar?"

Zhou Yi taunted him with sentences similar to Rider's, while pouring him a full glass of wine.

Rider turned his head slowly, wiped the blood from his mouth, raised his wine glass as if nothing had happened, clinked with Zhou Yi and drank it down, rinsed his mouth with the wine, and silently poured the blood away just like Zhou Yi just now. Swallow it all into the stomach.

Beating each other hard while drinking...Is this how ancient heroes drink?

Wei Bo trembled, trying to shrink his body back.

Rider looked at Zhou Yi and showed a sincere smile: "You are an excellent king, Berserker. Although I don't know your real name yet, and I don't know which empire you rule, but I'm sure... Your people will be very happy."

Hearing these seemingly unreasonable words, the dream from last night suddenly appeared in Weber's mind.

Under the guidance of this guy, the defeated heroes, defeated generals, and kings who lost their throne all walked together side by side with the same smile and the same light in their eyes.

Everyone shouted the same slogan, marched side by side towards the same goal.

Those are really... what a happy people.

"Exactly, Rider."

Zhou Yi showed a proud smile, and said bluntly: "I protect my country, guide my subjects, and rule my country - therefore, my name will become the truth among the people. If they don't bow down to the truth , who should I bow down to? Besides me, who else is worthy of my subjects' kneeling?"

"well said!"

As if shocked by Zhou Yi's words, Rider slapped his thigh and shouted loudly: "Well said! Berserker! If you were born in my time, you would definitely become a more terrifying opponent than Darius!"

At this moment, Rider's eyes were shining with an almost bright light of joy.

Only act according to your own will.It is not a reign of terror based on pure violence, but to lead the subjects with one's own desires, and to subdue the subjects with one's own strength... This is the king.

At this moment, the guardian and the conqueror looked at each other solemnly, and raised their wine glasses to meet each other again.

Obviously just drinking, but it's like two swords clashing - such a fierce fighting spirit bursts forth.

"Then, it's my turn to ask, Rider."

Zhou Yi smiled, and asked in a low voice: "The empire you built is divided and infighting, the subjects who followed you attacked each other, and your beloved teacher abandoned you... Do you regret it?"

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Chapter 18 The Conqueror and the Defender

"—I never regret it."

Without thinking for a moment, Rider looked straight at Zhou Yi with his chest out, and replied bluntly: "If my decision led to such a result, I will mourn and cry, but I will never regret it."

"What if someone tells you that you did something wrong?" Zhou Yi asked calmly.

"Do you mean now or then?"

Rider pondered for a while and then replied: "If it was at that time, I would probably ask him in a soft voice. After all, the person who can say such words to me at that time must be a rare wise man and warrior in our time. I That's the kind of talent we need."

"What about now?" Zhou Yi asked.

Hearing this, Rider laughed loudly: "Now? I will definitely slap him in the face and yell at him 'Don't waste time talking nonsense that everyone knows'."

Hearing such an open-minded answer, Zhou Yi showed a gentle smile and said affirmatively, "Well said, King Conqueror. I toast you."

The two laughed and clinked glasses for the third time.

The atmosphere became more and more relaxed, but Wei Bo felt that strong feeling became more and more obvious.