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"You, you are here..."

The guest had a puzzled expression on his face.

"What are you talking about? What else can you do in a bookstore. Of course it's to buy books."

Putting down the guest, Cretia asked several more people.

Everyone's answer is the same.

Chapter 117: The Trouble of the Bookstore

They all said they were here to buy books.

For a moment, the whole body of Cretia seemed to be flickering with light.Everyone will be happy to ascend to heaven.

"This, this is heaven. I, I seem to understand what mother said about the feeling of a goddess."

Credia could almost hear the crackle of gold coins falling from the sky.

While Cretia was immersed in fantasy, the clerk was also busy receiving customers.

"Excuse me, my lord, what book do you need?"

"I want a set of "Slightly Hot Paradise". The price is not an issue."

After listening to the customer's explanation, the clerk looked embarrassed.

""Slightly Hot Paradise"? What kind of book is that? I've never heard of it."

"Isn't there?"

The clerk shook his head.

The guest sighed.

"Forget it. I'll go to another bookstore."

After showing a disappointed look, he left without hesitation.

Looking at the back of the customer, although the clerk was stunned for a second, he immediately cheered up to welcome the next customer.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"I want a set of books called "Slightly Hot Paradise". The price is not a problem."

"That...we don't have this book here."

"Then I'll go shopping elsewhere."

"Hello...... Excuse me......"

Later, the clerk's words have become.

"Sorry, we don't have a book called "Slightly Hot Paradise" here."

The guest didn't need to ask any questions, so he turned his head and left.

Watching the guests leave one by one, Cretia's golden dream suddenly came to life.

Instead, a huge sense of crisis came to my head.

Cretia anxiously ran to the guests and stopped them.

"Wait, wait. What is "Mild Heat Paradise"? That kind of book, just hearing the name is not nutritious. Guest, take a look, how about I recommend a few books to you? Our St. Martin's Bookstore has the most comprehensive books in the country. The best bookstore. How about this book "Fire Conflict Magic That Ordinary People Can Learn" written by Teacher Luo Ning? After reading it, you can learn fire consonance magic. You no longer need flint to cook and light fire. Just click and light it. It’s here. Very convenient. No, don’t you like it? What about this book. The famous shaman master Sal’s book "I, Shaman, Make Money". Do you want to read this book written by Mr. Uther? "The Holy Light is Dead". It is a super rebellious work. It is definitely worth reading. This "Druid's Self-cultivation"..."

However, no matter how passionately Cretia promoted it, all the guests expressed that they only wanted "Slightly Hot Paradise".No other books are needed.

In the evening, St. Martin's bookstore, like other shops, regains its tranquility.

The bustling scene of the afternoon had disappeared.

All the customers left the bookstore and it became empty again.

Even though this was the day with the highest rate of patronage, none of the books were sold.

Whether it was Cretia or the clerk, they all limply lay on the table as if their spirits had been drained.

"Dream. This must be a dream. God is joking with me. Mother, please help me."

In the next few days, this situation is still on stage.

The customer came to the bookstore and just wanted to buy a set of books called "Mild Heat Paradise" that neither Credia nor the clerk had heard of.

I don't care about other books.

As soon as I heard that the bookstore did not have this set of books, I would turn around and leave.

And Credia found out that this situation didn't just happen in a bookstore called St. Martin's Bookstore.Same thing in other bookstores.

"Why is this happening. What is "Slightly Hot Paradise"?"

Unable to endure it, Credia finally broke out.

"Here, look it up for me, find that book and the person who wrote it. I want to find out what the hell it is."

...........

The colleague who caused the incident in Credia has returned to Dahal.

"Hahaha. This can be regarded as helping Cook promote "Slightly Hot Paradise". If the book becomes popular, it can be regarded as repaying Cook's favor... After the banquet is over, I will go to Xiaomei. I am looking forward to it Being stepped on... This is my reward."

A certain shameless old man didn't expect that because of his report... the book circles in the capital would be in chaos.

...........

Almost at the same moment when Cretia fell into chaos.

Not on the land of Alcoron, but in the capital of Darabunba, the man sitting sideways on the throne with his eyes closed and his jaw propped up with his fist was listening to his subordinates' report on the ritual war.

The man sitting on the throne is tall and burly, almost twice as strong as the average person. He is 2 meters tall when he sits on the throne, and he is probably 1 meters tall when he stands up.He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and between his brows reveals a heroic spirit that ordinary people don't have.He was clad in golden armor with a fiery red cloak behind his back.The man exudes a kingly aura that cannot be ignored in every gesture.

And the most memorable feature of the man is the golden, unkempt hair like a lion's mane.This blond hair matches his temperament, even if people who don't know his name see it, they can't help but associate it with the Lion King.

The title of Lion King is well deserved for a man.As if it was born just for his existence.

The man is also proud of this name, not to mention it, and intends to make it resound throughout the continent.

Listening to his subordinates' report on the festival war, the Lion King suddenly opened his eyes.His scorching gaze fell on the subordinate as if pouring out the wrath of a god.Accidentally meeting Wang's gaze, the rookie adjutant who had just graduated from the Military Academy almost fainted from the coercion unleashed by Wang, and hurriedly lowered his head trembling.

Because the festival war is launched every year, and because of the great disparity in strength between Dalabonba and Alcoron, the result of the festival war has hardly changed.In the eyes of the Dalabang army, which has the strongest force in the region, the festival war is not even up to the level of training.

It is said that it is a report on the festival war, but the content is the same every year.Therefore, whether it is the king or the general in charge of the content of the report, they have already regarded the report as a form and no longer pay attention to it.

Therefore, this year was the same. Wang originally had no interest at all.

But the situation has changed.

Wang, also got serious.

"This is the situation of this year's festival war. The outcome is the same as in previous years. We won a one-sided victory... However, the number of casualties and kills has changed a lot compared to previous years. I think we should pay attention."

After the well-informed old general finished speaking, he also lowered his head.The adjutant beside him was already shaking.

The king tapped the throne with his fingers, closed his eyes again and thought briefly.

Ordinarily, the Dalabang army still won with an absolute advantage.The merits of the soldiers deserve to be recognized.

Chapter 118: Ripples Splashing

As a king, one should not be careful about small changes in the calculation process.

But Charlie is called the Lion King not only because of his looks, but also because of his lion-like sense of war.

The Lion King seems to be able to perceive the strangeness in war by nature.

It is precisely because of his keen perception of war that he was able to wipe out the small countries around him like a gust of wind at a young age, making Dalabang an unshakable and powerful country in this region.

Wang opened his eyes, and his majestic gaze once again swept across the old general who was giving the report.

"Barton... You said that these changes are all because of one army?"

The veteran general who had fought against Wang Dongzheng showed no shame at all, and met Wang's gaze with the same wise eyes.

"Yes. My lord. What my subordinates say is true. It is Alcoron's Dahal army. Their morale is high, far exceeding other Alcoron army. Has a terrifying belief beyond death. Anyone who has seen them fighting will have the same feeling. That is the legendary death knight, making those who face them shudder... The weirdest thing is not the above, but when they are fighting They would all be chanting slogans like 'Jaina', 'Alsace', 'For Azeroth'... I guess it was what they were chanting that gave them their unusual morale and fighting power."

"'Jaina'? 'Arthas'? 'Azeroth'? What the hell?"

Barton shook his head.

"Please forgive me for being stupid. I don't know. But these names are too concerning. It can be heard that the Dahal army has a high degree of faith in them."

There is even something that the old general doesn't know.This is so strange.

A light of interest lit up in King Charles' sight.

"It's normal to shout 'for the country', 'for the king', and 'for the city' during the war. But those guys' country is Alcoron, not Azeroth. Isn't the king William? So, 'Alsa Who's 'S'? Who's 'Gianna'?"

King Charles' voice echoed in the hall, as loud as the roar of a lion.

Hearing Wang's questioning tone, the adjutant next to Patton was so frightened that his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.

After Wang asked, Barton looked serious and answered very seriously.

"I have sent people to do a simple investigation. But I have not found a place called Azeroth. Jaina and Arthas have never been heard of. I think this may be a kind of secret technique. Jaina and Alsace may be a code word. It is a hint to change people's personality and stimulate their potential. The Dahal army has a high degree of belief in the owners of these names, and it is the best to be almost obsessed evidence."

"It's higher than the belief in the country and the king. How is this possible... Could it be something like a cult?"

Judgment on the king.Barton nodded vigorously for the first time.

"Yes. The Alcolon army is pressed very hard by us. Everyone knows that morale has been low for thousands of years. But the morale of this Dahar army is frighteningly high. This is too abnormal... If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be defeated. I have conducted a survey on all the Alcolon Army before. As far as I know, the Dahal Army has always been the one with the lowest morale and the weakest combat effectiveness among the Alcolon Army."

King Charles nodded approvingly.

"As expected of General Patton. Even if it was a mere ritual war, he did it perfectly. Keep talking."

"Yes... Judging from a normal perspective, I can't think of any reasonable solution. If there was a way for the Alcolon army to overcome their fear of death, the previous festival wars would not have been so easy. Normal The method cannot be useful... Then the only things that can be thought of are black magic, spiritual magic, potions, or evil cults and the like. My king, do you still remember that when we sent troops to attack the 'Konoha' clan, we encountered situation?"

The king narrowed his eyes and was silent for a moment. The lion-patterned holy seal 'Beast King' on the back of his rough hand glowed faintly like the painful memory that was evoked by the king.

"'Iron Blood Conversion'?"

Wang uttered words that had been sealed in his memory and did not want to be remembered again.

Barton snorted in pain.

"Yes. Everyone in the Konoha clan is proficient in a kind of evil that is different from magic. It can turn people into monsters through strong autosuggestion. After using the iron-blood transformation, the physical energy of men, women, and children is greatly stimulated. , and forget about fear. Although they are few in number, they have plunged us into the most difficult war since you took office."

Barton's words brought back the memory of King Charles.

Wang recalled the image of Konoha's women and children easily breaking the necks of strong soldiers.

It reminded me of the scene where the soldiers of Dalabong were torn apart like rags by the warriors of Konoha with one hand.

It reminded me of the scene where Darabonba's ship was split open like a toy ship by Konoha's warrior's sword.

It reminded me of Konoha warriors who would place strange props in food, and when thrown out, they would explode like magic bullets.

That war was definitely a real hell.

The lion-like king nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. Those guys are too dangerous. Fortunately, I have wiped them all out. You mean, those Alcoron dogs have also learned 'Iron Blood Transformation'?"

Barton shook his head.

"No, it's completely different. I've seen people who have undergone iron-blood conversion. After using iron-blood conversion, people's skin will turn red due to the accelerated blood flow. Moreover, this move is also a heavy burden on the body. After using it for a long time, people are likely to be crippled. Compared with Dahal soldiers, there is no similar phenomenon. Rather, there is no side effect at all. But I think... it should be something similar... Could it be that Alcoron is experimenting Secret technology?"

"Secret technology, secret weapon? That virtuous King William did it. Maybe it's true... That guy is really not an honest character who is always suffering from trouble."

Wang rarely showed a look of uneasiness, and after another short silence, he stood up abruptly.

The bright red cloak on the back of the 2-meter-tall macho man started to work like a flame.

The eyes of the Lion King shone like a beast finding its prey.

"Barton, your worry is not unreasonable... A single spark can start a prairie fire. If the secret technique is allowed to spread throughout Alcoron, it will be a great disadvantage to me, Dalabang. The restless factors must be removed early. No matter what Did they use black magic or drugs. Send someone to investigate. Let the scouts enter the city of Dahal. Give me the meaning of the slogans "Jianna" and "Alsace" and the principles of the occult. Find out. If it’s really a secret weapon, it should belong to me, Dalabang.”

The old general knelt down on one knee.

"Yes."

Just when both of them thought the matter had come to an end.The adjutant, who had been trembling all this time, might not be able to bear it anymore, tremblingly said what he had been holding back in his heart.

"I, my king... For example, if you are worried about Alcoron's threat to us. Why, why don't you order to enter Alcoron during the festival war? And, instead of going to the border city of Alcoron every time Withdrawing? The Alcoron Army... is not our opponent at all. Me, we will definitely win. Just like before, you crushed other small countries."