There is a saying that natural days are black. This sentence really makes sense.

Camille was fifty years old, and he had seen anyone he had ever seen, and the strong and even stronger than Max had coerced him, but in the end he died miserably in a waste coal kiln where birds didn't, and was blown up into the sky by a fire and leaking gas.

There were also some people who were careful enough to calculate against him, and these bastards only succeeded once, forcing the once happy young master of the Bitter Spring Brotherhood to become alone again. The rest of the self-proclaimed clever ones are like young children who try to pretend to be mature in front of adults, and are easily crushed with a playful mentality.

But he had never seen such a man, and the soul he saw in those blue eyes was cowardly and painful, and it seemed that he was spending forever in self-condemnation.

But he was hardly pessimistic, and he never hesitated to help others, and seemed to forget that he was once a noble prince. It seems that Camille understands why the Sigmar royal family is going to reject this boy, he is too good, so good that it is outrageous.

He is like the famous "Demon Prince" of the Sigma Empire hundreds of years ago, brave, powerful, kind, and kind. If he is allowed to exist, St. Giles, who is now as authoritarian and intelligent as a pig with a crown in the eyes of Camille, will slowly become a fat pig who can only eat in the eyes of everyone, and then be ousted by the people.

And Camille admits that he has become a people who have been touched by this child in his eyes. In any case, he didn't want this natural king who shone like the sun to die early under the conspiracy.

At the moment when the boy knocked down Old Joe and collapsed with all his might, the cruel executioner in Camille's heart who wanted to kill everything died, and at that moment, he just wanted to rush over and pick up the slowly falling figure.

A plan, quietly changed.

There is no doubt that Bahad must die for the sake of his wife and children, who were once alive. But he decided that all this must no longer use the power of the Sigmar Empire, but his plan and Max's unparalleled combat power and appeal.

As for the Immortal City, or the soon-to-be-renamed "City of Redemption," Camille felt that it was only fitting to leave it to this young man who had redeemed herself. Only this person has the right to own this "city of redemption", because he really uses his heart to redeem everyone around him.

That's right, the name of the City of Redemption was written on paper by Camille, as did Max's impassioned and generous speeches earlier.

Except for the last paragraph, the expressions of everyone present had already fallen into Camille's eyes, and Max was so angry and helpless that everyone was shocked.

An existence that slaughters demons with his own hands, but really feels helpless and sad for a group of "rats" who have nothing but hostility and hatred in their minds except what to eat tomorrow.

Camille saw it, and felt it, everyone was in the same mood, even if it was to kill himself, he didn't want to see the young man who always rushed to the front no matter how difficult it was, showing such a sad and desperate expression.

So, when the representatives of the citizens of the Slums and the Immortal City finally let go of their prejudices and talk about the future, Camille made up his mind to talk to Max about "their" future.

"Max ——!" When I turned around, I saw Camille's fat body, panting and running over.

"Huh-hu-Max, can I talk to you?"

Almost instantly, the breathless gasp stopped, which was a trick on Camille's part, so that no matter how rushed the negotiation was, he would not be disadvantaged by inarticulate expression.

It seemed that he was a little puzzled, but he was still very frustrated, and the demon king just nodded silently.

"You are the new war boss of the City of Redemption!"

"What!?"

The unexpected speech and unexpected reaction startled both of them.

"But why? This is your city, do you need any war lords? Want to be like old Joe? ”

It's naïve, kid, but that's why I'm going to protect you, Camille whispered in her stomach, but still didn't show anything.

"To put it simply, this city was originally part of the ruins, and in this place, without the protection of powerful war lords, no wanderer can defend against tens of thousands of monsters and privateers, large and small. Although Old Joe was very brutal, he still did a good job of fighting external threats, so there are so many people who have the strength to overthrow him with their own hands today. ”

In fact, Camille's words have given Max a lot of truth, but he didn't expect this natural to understand much.

"Then wouldn't it be better for me to protect you? Why do you need me to be a lord, I can't lead anyone. ”

"You can only be the one, there must be a War Lord! And - "Anticipating this situation, Camille threw his trump card ahead of time."

"Now, all the people in the entire ruins know that you have snatched the undead city that originally belonged to the Bitter Springs Brotherhood from Old Joe, and are now preparing to go to the Vulture City Council Chamber, where Old Joe once went, to negotiate with the Brotherhood, and all the War Lords will be in attendance. If you don't go, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome! ”

At this time, Liu Xinming, a pure young man who had never been to the world of rulers, was already completely confused.

He only listened to old Jack say a little bit about the world after he drank too much.

He knew the origins of the Immortal City, Karn the "Betrayer" and the powerful mage Weznan, and he also knew about the current Brotherhood of Vulture City, Khan Bahad.

But Camille's lengthy speeches just now, apart from these names, he didn't understand a word.

"What kind of negotiation, didn't I just kill Lao Qiao, why did the whole world know about it, there is still a live broadcast in this place?!"

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the live broadcast, Camille suddenly had a new idea, and he was ready not to hide part of the truth anymore.

"I have sent a special messenger to all the ruined cities, and I believe that the messenger has arrived now, no matter how slow he goes. As for Vulture City, it is the rule of this ruin, and I still hope you can follow it, after all, those who violate it will be besieged by all the war bosses. ”

"I don't want you to be hurt again after a big fight." This is true, Camille said secretly in his heart.

"You've prepared this assault, you've called on the slum dwellers, you've informed the entire wasteland that I've killed Old Joe, you've written me a well-received speech, and now you're trying to persuade me to go to Vulture City."

The Demon King's voice was very small, like a little girl secretly chanting the name of the person she liked. Camille could only get closer, barely audible.

Suddenly, he felt his fat body rise into the air, and his throat was as if it was caught in iron tongs.

I tried to raise my head, but I only saw the fiery eyes of the Demon King.

"Tell me, who the hell are you!"