You ask me if I want to be a hero, then you hold a stick and ask me what I mean?—— Luo Muye

The emcee who reacted looked confused took the note in his hand and pondered it a few times, wanting to prove that he was wrong, but he didn't know that his actions made the guests confirm that this was not a prank, but that there was really a guest who offered his "most sincere" blessings.

"Bastard thing" His Majesty the King slapped out without even thinking about it, spun the master of ceremonies, tilted to the side and covered his face, bowing his head and not daring to speak. "Did I hear me right, did he just say that the instrument is good to live?" one of the guests uncertainly pushed the companion who came with him, and the companion who had obviously not recovered subconsciously nodded to confirm the news. After a few seconds, those stunned people all recovered, and many experienced male guests let out deliberately suppressed laughter, covering up their experience, even those guests who did not have much experience, only need someone to mention a few words is also quickly able to figure out the key and then suppress the sneaky laughter like the previous people, as the laughter became more and more, the atmosphere of the entire central hall became more and more strange, the unemployed girls went around asking the male guests the reason for the sneering, and the elderly ladies were flushed and scolded the person who wrote this blessing but did not have any shynessAs for the male guests, they looked at each other and took me very understandingly to find the chicks in this guest and brush up on their sense of superiority.

"Boss, you?" Bangas looked at Luo Muye suspiciously, "Don't say it, I know what you want to ask, it's me, where do I know that so many people's blessings have to be read out, and how can the blessings of a little person like us flow to it, it's like the emperor loves to eat black bread and it's made in the slums." Luo Muye, who smiled bitterly, rubbed his hair, and the tall knight didn't hear their conversation, because when the master of ceremonies announced loudly, he and his companions had already retreated back into the crowd, out of the sight of the tall knight, "Then what do you want to do now?" Xiao Lori nodded nervously and glanced at the guests who were still in excitement, and found that no one noticed that she turned around and whispered. "Where do I know what to do, take it one step at a time, I hope they don't know that we wrote it. Luo Muye sighed and thought of a way to get out.

"Who is it? Who is making trouble on Wu'er's birthday, the chief of the guard, why don't you go and check it out for me quickly, pull this master of ceremonies down for me, distribute the army and throw it on the northern front, it's really embarrassing" The ugly king roared angrily, shouted the chief of the guard and ordered, and pointed to the master of ceremonies who was covering his face on the side with a look of disgust. "Your Majesty, I don't think you need to be so angry, it's the first time I've seen this kind of thing in my 40 years of life... Eclectic blessings, relax, look at your life so atmospheric, freak out our little Laski. As he spoke, he pointed to Laski, who was crying in the arms of the nurse because of the king's roar. His Majesty the King took a complicated look at his wife, tried to restrain his anger, and it took a few seconds for him to calm down a little anger when he felt that his fist was about to crush, and he gently took the little prince Laski in the nurse's arms and comforted him softly, "Oh good, don't cry, don't cry, don't be afraid, don't be afraid" Under the comfort of the king's soft voice, the little prince Lasky finally stopped crying," Don't go, everyone, that guest should be among everyone, give our guards a little more time to investigate. His Majesty commanded without question, and although the guests were a little unhappy that they were stranded, they would be fucked up when they thought that their children had been congratulated on their children's birthdays, and besides, they would now wonder who the warrior was. Then he casually yelled twice and accepted the king's arrangement, "Boss?" "Don't talk, pretend to be the same as them, it's not so easy to investigate" Luo Muye gently stopped the inquiries of his partners, but the reality was very skinny because the waiter who soon sent them a note was called to the stage, Luo Muye looked at the guy who was called to the stage, biting his lip with a bitter face, and sure enough, the waiter first made a grand salute to the king and queen, and then took the note and rubbed it carefully, as if recalling that suddenly his eyebrows moved, and he gestured with color to the chief of the guard standing in front of him, and the chief guard nodded to him gently, and His Majesty waved his hand impatiently and said: " It's okay, you name it. "Yes, my majesty, I have the impression that this note was written by a man, and he should have a team, and they wore uniform black hoods, and the figure should be a dog, a horse, and two people, especially this note has a very strong smell of bay leaves, and the man was nibbling on cilantro before taking the first note. With the waiter's narration, Luo Muye, who had already taken off his hood, was quickly isolated by the crowd looking for them, regardless of whether it was dispersed or aggregated, it would be quickly pulled out, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to, and finally the helpless four still gathered together to ask for peace of mind, "This nose is really godly, even the last time the boss ate coriander can be smelled, and the nose is better than mine." Farnesus pouted disdainfully. "Is this what you should be focusing on right now, we're already surrounded. Bangas said dissatisfied, looking at the encirclement approaching by the attendants and guards, and turned back to Fanesus to reprimand him. "Bangas, what are you excited about, it's the boss who wrote the note, it's not us, we haven't even made contact, at best we are accomplices, and we can kill us. Farnesus was not anxious at all, and said unhurriedly, "Yes" Bangas and Lucretia said in unison, and their expressions immediately relaxed, and they raised their hands without hesitation, "We surrender" simply made Farnessus not react, let alone those guards, looking at the stunned guests, as well as Bangas, their secretly proud expressions, Luo Muye, who was furious, roared: " What are you two doing, we are a group, how can you sell the Lord for glory, look at Farnessus He still has some bottom lines, what about your discipline?" "Boss, don't say that Farnessus is all there to play dead, don't you BB, surrender" Bangas gestured behind Luo Muye, turned around and persuaded to surrender, Luo Muye looked at the faces of those partners, opened his mouth and wanted to scold something, but in the end he didn't scold, and his heart was bitter.

"This... Can I surrender too? I think my blessing is quite good... Creative, you see, even if you don't like my creativity, you can't kill me because of my kindness, who hasn't lost face in this life. Luo Muye spread his hands and helplessly pushed away the guards and walked towards his His Majesty the King and said kindly, these words were just His Majesty's footsteps paused slightly, a trace of hesitation flashed on his majestic face, and immediately returned to the previous indifference, he did not choose to take Luo Muye's words, but condensed his own eyes to make it sharper, a few steps later, he stood a few meters away from Luo Muye, staring at Luo Muye seriously, and suddenly spread out a palm and stretched it to the side at will, the head of the guard hesitated a little He knew what His Majesty the King meant by spreading his palm, but he would rather he didn't knowHis Majesty felt that there was no foreign object in his hand, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, frowning and turning his head to look at the chief of the guard, and said coldly: "Bring it!" "But Your Majesty" The chief of the guard still wanted to persuade him to be overwhelmed by a higher and more unquestionable voice. "Bring it!" His Majesty raised his voice in a cold voice, "Yes, my king" The unwilling captain of the guard had to take out a pair of white gloves from his chest pocket and respectfully placed them on His Majesty's outstretched palm, "Take it, let's duel, like a man, elf!" The king threw the white gloves in front of Luo Muye, looking at him aggressively," Oh no, can you not do this, it's a duel again, why is there such a terrible thing as a duel, what I hate the most is duel, especially with people who can't benefit from winning or losing. Luo Muye patted his forehead in annoyance, still hesitating to pick up the white gloves that fell on the ground, "Please don't say that, if you lose the duel with the king, then His Majesty the King may be able to leave you a whole corpse out of human morality, but if you win, Your Majesty the King, I guarantee that you will be dead when you walk out of this gate." Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in white with white wings fluttered down from the second floor, "Archangel Michael." Even His Majesty the King nodded slightly at the middle-aged man who had just come down. For the middle-aged man who inexplicably interjected and demanded that he must die, Luo Muye definitely didn't have a good tone, "Why? Why did you order us to die, what qualifications do you have to ask us to die, you are just a birdman." Luo Muye, who heard the result of the victory and defeat, scolded directly at the middle-aged man with wings, and the guests couldn't help but exclaim when they heard the name of the birdman, as if they could see the terrifying scene of the elf blood spilling on the spot in the next second, because as the top creature on the continent, there was no one who dared to talk to an angel like this, but the blood splash on the spot did not happen... The middle-aged man with wings only smiled slightly when he heard this, and said indifferently to the guests with a surprised face on his face, "Don't be so surprised, I will correct him on the spot, the name of the birdman sometimes listens closely, because they can't fly, so they always envy us to express their dreams of flying in low-level words, the hell clan calls us that, the undead also call us that, the mysterious elemental clan also says this about us, and now there is another elf who is not a pure blood, no surprise... The archangel who was pretending to be forced suddenly saw Luo Muye, who had a bad face, floating in the air and looking at him with a playful expression, and his expression couldn't help but become very strange.

"Bang" seemed to have been expected, Luo Muye easily took the fist suddenly hit by the middle-aged angel, and immediately sneered at each other, "Why are you annoyed and angry? Isn't it unexpected? I may not be as weak as you think" Luo Muye glared and said confidently, "Your Majesty, this person's strength is still some, definitely not weaker than me, I don't recommend you to duel with him, because then you may die, and I don't think it is a very happy thing to resurrect a person who knows that he will die." Archangel Michael was like no one else, after a punch, he retreated unhurriedly and admonished His Majesty the King, His Majesty was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded rather depressedly, and then said helplessly to Archangel Michael: "Archangel, do you people from the kingdom of God speak so bluntly, you say in front of so many of my people that I can't beat him, I....It's hard to do." "Sorry, Your Majesty, angels never lie. Michael shook his head, showing not the slightest hint of guilt. "Hey, hey, can I say something, I really don't want to duel, I really don't think it's necessary, we're not a capital crime, I think we can still save it. Luo Muye watched the archangel go to talk to His Majesty the King, and shouted dissatisfiedly. "Isn't it a capital crime?a unicorn who likes lustful pleasures, an undead vampire, a mutated Cerberus from hell, and a half-elf who leads them in their performances, can you be more ridiculous? The face of the righteous race has made you lose everything, you can only be a capital crime!" The person who said this was a female angel, and her kung fu appeared out of nowhere, and in a few breaths, she stood next to Michael, staring at Luo Muye with a hateful face, " Don't say it so ugly, do you know that this is racism, although my partner is of a different race, he hasn't done anything bad, a dog that can't be scared, a unicorn that doesn't even have horns, a little loli vampire with a big chest and no brain, what's the threat, what's wrong with only me, a half-elf with strong martial arts in Yushu, providing the necessary protection?" Luo Muye roared at the angels with reason.

"He is defending us, but I want to unite with the angels to slaughter him. Farnessus pouted and said to little Lori, "If you can survive, him" Bangas nodded and set the tone for the future, and the three partners nodded solemnly to achieve unity. "Racism, no, no, don't put such a big hat on me, I'm camp discrimination, as a member of the barrier, I will treat you as a traitor if you don't do your job, for the opposite race of Hell and the Undead, no matter what he does, I am hateful, what can you do to me, bite me?" the female angel said aggressively.

The angel's unfriendly tone and rhetoric made the guests talk a lot, "This guy doesn't look like an angel at all, not kind at all, it's really wrong, I still want to go to the kingdom of God to serve the angel sister after death..." Listening to the discussion of the guests, Michael coughed heavily and frowned, waved his hand and shook his position, interrupting everyone's discussion and explaining, "I'm sorry, this subordinate of mine is more short-tempered, and her relatives died in the confrontation with the two races of the undead hell, so she..."

His Majesty the King was a little depressed, he looked at himself who was originally the protagonist and became a supporting role, and the angel clan who came to participate in the Little Prince's celebration became the core of the dialogue and became the focus of everyone, a little hesitant, and now the duel can't go on, so he throws the king there and he is very embarrassed to talk about himself here, thinking of this His Majesty the King felt particularly irritable for a while, and suddenly he noticed a peculiar phenomenon, his child Lasky The little prince was not only not a little frightened by the fight just now, and the dispute, but he was very happy to drum his little hands and giggle happily, but the child was too small, and the voice was easy to ignore, and the performance of the high priest Amid is also a little strange, as a priest, not only does he not pay much attention to the appearance of the undead and the hell clan, but his expression is always leisurely focused on the half-elf, his expression is sometimes gentle and sometimes serious, like a girl, "Could it be that I fell in love with this half-elf?" His Majesty the King thought maliciously, and then dispelled this evil thought in his heart, just when the atmosphere was a stalemate and a battle would break out at any time, Amid coughed, stepped forward to attract everyone's attention, she stretched out her hand and didn't see much strength, so she took Michael and his companions behind her, took their place and looked at Luo Muye seriously, and asked in a soft voice: "What is your name? Half-elf, and the names of your parents? Tell me, because this determines whether you can live or not." Seeing that the visitor was the beautiful priest who had noticed it at the beginning, Luo Muye fell into a trance for a moment, ", the goddess is talking to me" He thought to himself, and after reflecting it, he suddenly remembered that the goddess was standing in front of him at this time and asked himself, and he couldn't help but straighten his expression: "Ah, my name is Gru, my mother is a maid of the Elven Temple called Evely, and my father is a baron, called Norgru....It turns out to be Kanna..." Thinking of his sacrificial father, Luo Muye lowered his head gloomily, completely losing the excitement of being able to answer the goddess's question just now, " You don't need to say, Norglu, I know this man, your father is a hero, king, queen, I beg you to cancel the duel, not only because he is a nobleman, but also a descendant of a hero, I think he is still useful, I personally should not threaten him with death, even if he offends your majesty, and appears on the land of mankind with a bunch of aliens, and from the point of view of blessings, maybe it is not a bad blessing to be alive and well, I think that the little prince Lasky may be eighteen years later, no, sixteen years if it can be realized… The little prince even paid a visit to his home to thank Gru for his sincere wishes. Amid nodded at Luo Muye, turned around and walked over to pick up the little prince Laski and looked up, looking at the little prince giggling at half a height, Amid himself showed a knowing smile. "Well, Archpriest Amid, even if what you say is reasonable, I will give you a face to judge that he does not have to die immediately, but he must be punished severely, otherwise my husband will not be able to think of so many people to explain, people will think that the king of Erathia is a soft egg, and no one can offend the dignity of the royal family in the future. Thinking about the forces behind Amid, and thinking about the current situation of humanity, Catherine immediately answered, and His Majesty only nodded and accepted the queen's words with only a slight hesitation. "Of course, my Majesty the King, he will be punished severely, Michael, you hear me, this man cannot be killed. Amid received the king's promise, and then turned to Archangel Michael, "All right, archpriest, but I hope this severe punishment will let us know that we must be satisfied before agreeing to his request for immortality." Michael bit his lip and thought about it, but agreed.

"Rest assured, I already have an idea in mind that will satisfy all parties, so let's ask our opinion Mr. Gru first. After mediation, Amid turned to Luo Muye, "Ha, you finally remembered me, as long as you don't die, as long as you don't let me pay for it, I don't think any conditions are unacceptable." Luo Muye said confidently. "Very good, then do you want to be a hero?" Amid asked, "I don't want to!" Luo Muye replied without hesitation and neatly without thinking, just kidding, the bitter lessons of the long time have taught him that heroes are so good? How many people are fooled by the word hero, and then the body doesn't know where to bury it, and the hero has to save the dead and help the injured and help justice at every turn, these don't need money, right? Hearing Luo Muye's answer, Amid, who was originally kind and fair-skinned, was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that Gru, who had been planning for so long, would refuse her so simply, the expression on her face immediately turned into a frosty black face, but she didn't speak immediately but turned around and quickly snatched a precept stick from the hand of a priest who came with her, weighed it in her hand and tried the weight, turned around and walked to Luo Muye's side and asked Luo Muye with a smile: " Looking at the stick in my hand, I'll give you another chance to organize the language, do you want to be a hero?" "Goo-du" Luo Muye glanced at the precept stick in Amid's hand, felt the murderous aura behind him that had condensed into substance, and looked at the sharp thorns on the precept stick upside down and stammered, "Eh, I think." ”

"Very well, that's right, now let's talk about this so-called heroic mission. Amid turned his head and changed into a divine majesty, a deep and obscure expression, and solemnly announced.

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