The giant sword fell, and the sword edge brought with it an unparalleled force as it came down from the sky!
"Clang!" However, Zhuang Sen's sword was stopped before it could land.
The black claws shone with a cold light in the dark night. The Lion King's sword was blocked by the claws. The crow guard gene prototype, Clarkson, appeared in front of the little girl and said, "Zhuang Sen, you can't do this."
"Yes! Zhuang Sen, my brother, what are you doing? How can you attack a little girl like this? " Vulcan used his hammer, Dawnbringer, to block Zhuang Sen's attack. He immediately put the little girl behind him and said, "Are you crazy?"
"If I let my guard down, it will lead to betrayal." Zhuang Sen looked like he was going to attack again.
"Enough! Stop," Emperor said. When the dark angel geno prototype heard what King had to say, it hesitated for half a second. It stopped what it was doing and said, "You are too indecisive. You care too much about the lives of ordinary people. That will hurt you, Vulcan and Clarkson."
"But that is not a reason for you to attack!" Vulcan lowered his voice and said, "Do you know what you are doing? We are here to watch Laing's coronation. We are not here to kill women and children! "
"There will be no next time." Although Zhuang Sen said that, he still stopped. "So, what should we do now?"
At this time, the little girl was so frightened by the series of events that she fell to the ground. Her eyes were glazed, and she was drooling. There were dark stains on her dress. She was so scared that she lost control of her bladder.
"God! God! Zhuang Sen, my brother, you scared her out of her mind!" At this time, another gene prototype showed up.
Luo Jia, who was wearing a tattered ascetic robe with hundreds of golden scriptures on it and a skull hanging in front of his chest and a bishop's golden crown on his head, walked out with a compassionate expression on his face. He had the temperament of a kind and harmless priest. He was reciting scriptures written in ancient Terra. Dozens of golden letters revolved around him. As he recited, a golden halo formed behind Luo Jia's big bald head. He was bathed in the rain of light. The hymns praising the Emperor were incessant, and the small granary was illuminated as bright as day.
In this state, every time Luo Jia took a step, a bright golden rune would appear on the ground he passed. He was like a living saint who had walked down from the realm of the gods, or the incarnation of a supreme god who had come to the mortal world.
The little girl looked at Luo Jia with shock. The Prophecy gene prototype smiled and walked in front of the little girl. He put his hand on her head. A golden light flashed, and the little girl came back to her senses. She cried and said, "You … You bullied me! Waa! "
From Zhuang Sen's attack to Luo Jia solving the problem, only a few seconds had passed.
"…" Seeing Luo Jia like this, the Emperor's expression was very interesting, but he could do nothing about it. Luo Jia had experienced too much in the ten thousand years after becoming a demon. After being converted back, Luo Jia had completely regarded himself as the leader of the Orthodoxy. The Emperor knew how destructive Luo Jia's behavior was to the ignorant commoners.
The Human King waved his hand, and all the special effects on Luo Jia's body disappeared. "Don't attract the attention of others, Luo Jia."
Things did not always go as one wished. They had not made a lot of noise, but they had still attracted people. A woman was wearing a nightgown and a headscarf. She was holding a manure fork. She was timid but brave. She was in a panic. She pointed the manure fork at the uninvited guests and shouted, "Who are you people? Manny! Oh my god! Oh my god! Lady, please protect us! "
What made the woman feel hopeless was that the uninvited guests were all very tall. They all had good weapons. How could she fight them?
"..." The gazes of several people turned around. Killing intent flashed in Zhuang Sen's eyes. This frightened the woman to the point that her whole body turned cold. She wailed and wanted to call for help.
"Wait!" At this time, Schultz stepped forward and stood between the serfs and Zhuang Sen with a sincere look on his face. He raised his hand and said loudly, "Madam, madam, we mean no harm. This is just an accident. We are just travelers passing by! We are from Marlin Castle! "
"Passing by … traveler?" The woman's face was full of doubt, but the situation was beyond her control. The giant black man was still holding her daughter behind him. The woman summoned all her courage and begged humbly, "Okay, okay, I beg you, give Manny back to me. Take whatever you like in the granary. For the sake of the lady, give my daughter back to me, please!"
Schultz looked at Vulcan. Vulcan did not say anything. He let the little girl go back to her mother. The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.
"Lady, please don't be nervous. Look, here is a bottle of honey. The child will like it. Manny, can I call you that? You like honey, don't you? Children like honey. " Schultz immediately took out a bottle of high-quality honey from the Rick Territory. He handed the bottle to the woman and the little girl. "This is an apology. We mean no harm."
The woman was still in shock, but the little girl couldn't wait to reach out and take the glass bottle in her arms. She opened the bottle and licked it, and the crying stopped.
"This is chocolate. It's imported from Araby." Schultz took out two pieces of dark chocolate and gave them to the woman. "You will like this. This is an apology. I'm sorry to disturb you."
Chocolate?! The woman held her daughter in her arms and opened her eyes wide. Ordinary slaves might not know what chocolate was, but she was a free person and lived in the suburbs of Culona. Of course, she knew how luxurious the snacks imported from Araby were. Even the knights did not get to eat them often. Maybe it was a misunderstanding?
Although she still had some doubts, chocolate was indeed a high-end luxury. The peasant woman still reached out her trembling hand to take the chocolate. She said shakily, "Okay, okay. If that's the case, why are you here in the middle of the night?"
"We came from Marlinburg to watch His Excellency Laing's coronation. It's late and we're running low on food, so we wanted to see if we could buy some from the farm." The emperor said calmly, "I'm sorry, but we're all a little hungry."
Zhuang Sen, Clarkson, Loga and Vulcan all nodded. The emperor was right. They were all hungry.
The Emperor's words carried a certain power and authority that penetrated deep into people's hearts. Every sound he made made the peasant woman feel a certain trustworthy power. The peasant woman felt herself calming down. She put her daughter down and nodded. "Alright, alright. You're a guest from afar. There's a lot of food at home. I'll go make some food for you."
"I'll have to trouble you to kill a cow, a sheep and two chickens. Also, make some more porridge. We all have big appetites." Schulz took out two crowns and placed them in the woman's hand. "Thank you."
Seeing the gold crowns and the Arthur sticker on the back, the woman's eyes lit up. With a flick of her hand, the gold coins disappeared into her sleeve. Two crowns was several times the price of the livestock and food. Moreover, if they tried to rob her, she wouldn't be able to stop them. So, the strange travellers were quite sincere.
After the peasant woman accepted the money, the lights in the farm were lit up again. Seven or eight women came out and began to cook and slaughter livestock for the guests who had come from afar.
"Why are you all ladies? Where are the men? "Schultz asked curiously.
"The men went to the city to sell food." The woman took out a few bags of barley flour and oat flour, as well as a few bags of potatoes and vegetables from the warehouse. She was obviously a little afraid of Clarkson and Vulcan. She said to Schultz, "It's the coronation ceremony of the new king. Everyone in the city is collecting food and preparing for the banquet. The emperor of the Empire is also here. My daughter's father brought the men of the farm to the city to sell food and buy some things."
"Won't that be dangerous?" Schultz asked tentatively. "Like orcs or something?"
"This is the outskirts of Culona, my noble lord." The woman was a little embarrassed. "There are many patrolling troops and Grail Knights patrolling from time to time. We rarely see orcs. The knights in the city are also in desperate need of merit to equip their armor. If we want to see an orc, we have to travel tens of kilometers. I've never been that far."
"Okay." Schultz did not ask any more questions. He returned to the open space of the farm. King and the other geno prototypes were sitting together, drinking Bagman beer they had brought from Marlin Castle. Only Vulcan was not with them. The salamander geno prototype was using his weapon, Dawn Bringer, to repair the fence of the farm that they had destroyed. He also reinforced the fence and apologized to the owner of the farm.
So, in the middle of the night, King and a few of the geno prototypes had weak torches and candlelight. They enjoyed an authentic farm supper. Although the farmer women were not very good at cooking, they did not mind it too much.
"So, we will not show up this time." Vulcan held a large mug and took a sip of Bagman beer. He picked up a ceramic bowl and poured the hot porridge down his throat. "I still remember the last time we showed up at Laing's wedding. The guests were so shocked. It was so memorable."
"… We have no reason to show up this time." After saying that, King stopped talking. He used a spoon to taste the porridge. His eyes looked as if he was remembering something.
He remembered the days when he was born in Asia Minor. At that time, he was a handsome, strong, and hardworking young man. His parents tasted the same barley porridge with him. The memories of more than forty thousand years ago were very vague. He could only vaguely recall the unreal past at a certain moment.
"If you ask me, Laing is a bit slow." Luo Jia was very interested. He devoutly tasted the oatmeal. The Harbinger gene prototype was as gentle as a priest. His sincerity and sincerity made him the most popular person among the women and children. "He is almost 40 years old, isn't he? He has only unified one country. "
"Luo Jia, you are being too harsh. When we were separated by the storm, did you encounter so many strong enemies? Green Skin? Chaos? Spirits? Elves and dwarves? " Clarkson objected, "He's already done well. At least he's unified a country."
"… I suspect you are mocking Angeron. I have proof!" Vulcan shouted. "He is the only one who did not succeed."
"Hmph, a traitor and an oathbreaker who is only satisfied with being an old farmer. This kind of brother makes me feel ashamed to the extreme!" Zhuang Sen coldly said: "Wait until I see him, I'll teach him a lesson."
"You will have the chance." Luo Jia did not mind the drama. He politely said, "Do you need me to be your emcee and judge? I am good at that. "
"Zhuang Sen will beat you and Angeron together," Clarkson said sarcastically. Clarkson mocked, "With your level, you can only be a bonus to Zhuang Sen, just like the Black-Hearted King, Huron."
Clarkson was talking about something that happened not long ago. When Zhuang Sen led Caliban and the Machinery Faith Apologetics back to Tara, they bumped into the Chaos fleet of Abaddon and Black Heart King Huron of the Red Sea Pirates. The two sides engaged in an extremely fierce battle.
At the end of the battle, Zhuang Sen fought Abaddon and Black Heart King Huron alone, and the outcome of the battle was decided.
Abaddon's thigh and back had been struck twice by Zhuang Sen's sword. He was heavily wounded, and at this critical moment, Abaddon grabbed Blackheart King Huron. He had him block Zhuang Sen's fatal blow for him, and then he fled.
Black Heart King Huron wasn't so lucky as to survive. He was chopped in two by Zhuang Sen. The leader of the Red Pirate Gang, the Lord of the Great Maelstrom, died in Zhuang Sen's hands. He paid the price for his betrayal and atrocities.
This could be considered a major battle in the near future. The few original members chatted for a while, and the food in the farm was ready. Roasted beef leg, stewed beef soup, roasted chicken, roasted lamb chops, stewed lamb, and other dishes were served one after another. Everyone ate with gusto.
The Imperial Emperor kept a straight face and only ate without saying a word.
In the end, it was Vulcan who spoke first. He held a roasted lamb leg in one hand and said loudly, "Father, who is next? Petrabo or Mortarion? "
"Hey, Vulcan, don't mention Petrabo. You know what happened before!" Luo Jia smiled and said, "Haha, let me keep a smile. I think if I smile a little, I can still smile for two hundred years!"
Zhuang Sen and Clarkson looked at each other and then turned to the Imperial Emperor. The Imperial Emperor's expression was serious, and he did not say a word. Seeing this, Luo Jia explained about Petrabo.
How to break through Petrabo's iron barrel formation was the problem of the entire Milky Way.
Recently, the Fist of the Empire found a video in an abandoned ship.
This video was the video that the Iron Warrior gene prototype, Petrabo, had sent to the Imperial Emperor. After seeing this video, the faces of the soldiers of the Empire's Fist turned green. But they still loyally sent the video to Tara's golden throne.
"So, what did the traitor say?" Zhuang Sen was very interested in this.
Luo Jia smiled and looked at the Imperial Emperor. He saw that the Imperial Emperor did not object, so he immediately spoke. Luo Jia could not wait to see the reaction of his brothers.
"The first thing Petrabo, who had become a demon, said was …"
"The Imperial Emperor is stupid!"
"God slays the fake emperor and burns the Milky Way!"
“f**kyouemperor！”
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