Carter Horton: Is that old guy really not going to start a war?

I can't be as calm as Simmons Locke about it.

In my opinion, Carter Horton is a complete speculator who will take advantage of the opportunity given him.

It is said that his son, Carter Scott, who is currently missing, is undergoing an inhumane experiment, and perhaps when Scott's experiment is successful, it will be the day when Ari City declares war on Zephyr.

But I don't have time to worry about those trivial things, Bakar's words are still in my ears, what are the gears of fate, and what will be the fate of the world?

These huge amounts of information kept haunting my mind, forcing my brain to start working at high capacity, followed by fever, heat, and then a bewildered, dizzy, and downtime.

After a whole night's rest, I calmed down, lay on the bed, quietly looking out the window at the ever-changing scenery, at this time, I stopped thinking, just to enjoy a moment of peace.

When I arrived at Vicky Castle, I counted my belongings, and in addition to the one given to Simmons Locke as a thank you gift, there were still a lot of treasures left, enough to give gifts and fill the small treasury of private money.

After getting off the airship, I ordered the coffins, ancient documents, and calamity records to be transported back to the palace in batches, and I took a small number of treasures with mere treasures, and set off from the avenue in a grand manner and went straight to the palace.

After entering the palace, we first asked the dwarf king and the goblin king to say goodbye, and then, under the pretext of discussing important matters with me, the three of us wandered around the palace and turned around and entered the forbidden land.

In fact, the forbidden land does not prohibit the three of us from entering, but now that it is working time, the two kings cannot leave their positions casually, so they can only avoid the constraints of the rules by discussing important matters with me.

And there was only one reason for this - they were looking forward to seeing the remains of the rumored Holy King, Fred Alexander.

I knew very well the minds of these two kings, and they had no interest in dying, not being destroyed, and so on, but simply wanting to see if Fred Alexander's remains were intact, or to what extent they had decomposed.

In other words, they just wanted to join in the fun, to take a break from the hectic life of kings.

In the secret room, Master Dewey and Master Hall were busy sorting out historical documents and calamity records, and when they saw the three of us coming, Master Dewey didn't think about it, so he beckoned us to come over and help.

I'm okay, I'm wearing a brand new sweatshirt, which is very suitable for handling and finishing work, but the two kings can't, all of them are gold and jade, and there is a crown of gold jewelry weighing more than ten pounds on their heads, which is not suitable for manual work at first glance.

But who is Master Dewey, and how dare the two kings listen to his words?

Looking at each other helplessly, the two kings honestly took off their royal robes, took off their crowns, rolled up their sleeves, and began to carry them together.

It's a morning.

When they were done, the Goblin King, Master Dewey, and Master Hall were already so tired that they didn't even want to sit on their chairs.

However, the Dwarf King and I are still very energetic, after all, we are both adventurers, and we still have the necessary physical strength.

Looking at the three people lying on the ground and scolding and panting, I quipped: "If the people see the image of the three of you at this moment, I am afraid that they will be so sad that they will burst into tears." ”

Master Hall waved his hand weakly and said, "Don't be sassy, you kid, you just have a little more physical strength than us, we are brain workers, can we be like an adventurer like you who is full of muscles!" ”

"Yes, that's what you said," I laughed.

On the side, the dwarf king was not happy: "I said Hall, can you not be a professional black!" What do you mean by 'an adventurer with a head full of muscles', and what adventurer have you ever seen with muscles in their heads, not brains? I didn't learn biology well, and I still talk nonsense and hack others. ”

Master Hall was not afraid of the Dwarven King, he sat up from the ground with a grunt, pointed at the Dwarf King and scolded, "What's the matter, you're still not convinced, aren't you?" Since you said that your head is full of brains, how do you do it and look completely careless, do you know to lower your head and rush forward? A few days ago, too, I was scratched by a monster in the secret realm......"

Uh-huh!

The Dwarven King coughed loudly, interrupting Master Hall's words as he peeked at me, lest I hear about his injuries.

I understand the Dwarven King, he has a good face, and he is quite strong, and he does not want to let the juniors, especially his son-in-law, know about his injury.

But I had already heard it, and it was impossible to pretend that I hadn't heard it, so I checked the dwarf king's body with concern and made sure that there were no scars, so I breathed a sigh of relief and complimented: "The monster that can hurt my father-in-law must be an extremely powerful existence, and it is not an exaggeration to even call it a calamity." ”

"Yes, yes" The orc king laughed, "It's still my son-in-law who understands me!" Hall, think about it with your so-called wisdom brain, can I take out such a powerful monster, maybe I'm the kind of stupid person who can only brute force and can't be flexible? ”

Master Hall choked on him, glared at me fiercely, and wanted to continue the theory with the Dwarven King, but was stopped by Master Dewey, who had already recovered his strength.

"Alright, Hall, don't make a fuss, there's still business to do."

Seeing that Master Dewey had spoken, Master Hall immediately quieted down, but he always glared at each other with the dwarven king in anger.

A soft call awakened Fred Alexander's memory, who sighed slightly, and said, "Morning, everyone, what time is it?" ”

"Half past nine, His Highness Alexander," Master Dewey said respectfully.

"Wait a little longer for lunch, Your Highness Alexander," I teased.

"Huh? Xiao Yi is back" Fred Alexander looked me up and down, and then smiled: "Seeing that you are unscathed, you should not have fought with the evil dragon, well, although there are some regrets, but this is fine, after all, the other party has the power of calamity." ”

Feeling the slightly disappointed gaze of Fred Alexander, I cleared my throat and said, "Back to His Highness Alexander, the evil dragon has been defeated by me. ”

"Oh...... Yes? Alexander was taken aback: "What did you say?" You defeated the dragon? ”

"Yes," I said, pointing to the coffin, "Look, I also fasten your coffin with the ribbon that seals the evil dragon." ”

"Stupid! You're just stupid! Alexander was shocked: "That evil dragon is very cunning, it must be pretending to be dead, deliberately tricking you to break the seal, so that it can be resurrected faster!" ”

"It's over, it's terrible," he muttered with a miserable face, "It will definitely recall the other severed limbs and reappear in the form of a bone dragon!" ”

(End of chapter)