Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Cursed King

"What kind of place is this?" Anne asked, looking around curiously.

The field pheasant riding on horseback next to him and the vampire George floating in mid-air wrapped in a robe, also looked like they were looking around—if it weren't for Locke's guidance, they really didn't know that there was such a magical thing in this world.

They were now in a ruined ruin, surrounded by a jumble of rocks and half-broken stone pillars, and at the foreground, a mottled and dilapidated palace loomed into view.

"This place used to be an imperial palace whose name I have forgotten, and the king Zeng Jia participated in the war for the magic guide stone, and finally failed, and with it, the national power is also declining day by day." Locke said as he looked at the fat priest who pushed open the palace gate and was walking inside.

"And then?" Anne excitedly urges that she loves stories the most.

"Hehe, and ah." Locke rolled over and went down to the ground, put away the skeleton warhorse, and stepped on the broken rock towards the steps ahead, and the field chicken next to him hurriedly followed.

Then the emaciated king asked the Protector what could be done to improve the country. The mage said there was nothing to be done unless ......"

At this time, Locke heard a large amount of movement far behind, turned his head to look, and immediately frowned - a group of paladins holding torches, led by a familiar guard priest in front, quickly rushed towards this side.

How did these gods come about?

"Unless what? You say! "Aniko doesn't care about those gods, she just wants to listen to her story.

"Unless you summon the demon, make a pact with it, and make a deal with it, so that it can help the king realize his desire to restore his kingdom. Let's hurry! Locke greeted the two next to him, and quickly pushed open the palace gate and entered.

The scene in the hall in front of him was similar to what Locke had seen when he first arrived in Castlevania, with rubble, broken bones, and all kinds of dusty utensils scattered all over the floor.

"What's next?" George, the vampire next to him, seems to be attracted by Locke's story, and his clan has turned from a noble mage to a vampire out of curiosity, so his curiosity is also great.

"Summoning demons requires sacrifices." Tian Ji said as he picked up a picture frame from the ground in front of him, looked at it, blew on it, and suddenly choked on a large amount of dust and coughed.

Anne and George turned their heads to look at him, then looked at Locke together.

"That's right, if you want to restore the economy of such a huge empire, ordinary sacrifices will not enter the eyes of demons, and non-professional demons will not be able to do it." Locke nodded.

Professionalism refers to what the demon does, such as Accra's service in the war, it is okay to call it to destroy the country, but it is impossible to quickly restore the economy of the entire empire.

"That is, they summoned demons that could specifically boost the economy? The Great Devil? George asked.

"It's considered 'big', although it only has the strength of the 5th order, its ability is definitely there, but that bastard opened his mouth and put forward a condition that is beyond the ability of everyone in the empire." Locke motioned for them to follow them to the hallway on the side of the hall.

"What did that guy want?" Tian Ji next to him asked while wiping the portrait he had picked up, and handed it to Locke when he was done, hoping to help him.

Locke stretched out his hand to take it and looked at it carefully, and at the same time said slowly: "It asked for the flesh and soul of all the female dependents of the upper nobles of the entire empire as sacrifices. Deliver it within the specified time, otherwise the king will suffer greatly! ”

To summon a demon from hell, there must be a sacrifice, and if the sacrifice is not satisfactory to the demon and is not delivered within a certain period of time, then the demon returns to hell and the person who summoned it will suffer a curse.

The king, under the auspices of the archmage, in full view of everyone, summoned the demons, so that if the demons' demands were not met, then it was the king who was cursed......

"The last sacrifice wasn't delivered, was it?" George, who was floating on the side, asked hurriedly, looking more curious than Anne.

Locke shook his head, the answer is obvious, how is it possible to kill all the upper-class female dependents?

But in the face of this kind of fifth-order great demon, the human race is still too weak after all.

If it were Locke, he would have Akhras grab a mosaic, pinch the other party's neck and force it to swallow it, so as to make a deal, and the content of the contract depends entirely on Locke's own wishes: should he use it as a dog, or will he just slaughter it as fertilizer?

What a simple thing.

"And then?" Anne asked quietly.

Led by Locke, they came to a corridor on the upper floor, and downstairs, there was a lot of noise, and the priest and the paladins had already entered.

"Later, the archmage felt that it was his fault, so he sealed the demon with his own life, hoping to save the king from being blamed by keeping the demon from returning to hell."

"It's a pity that the king was cursed after all." This curse is a law of nature, and no one can change it.

The vampire said as he glanced back at the back of the hallway, although the voices of the paladins were still far away, at Locke's current speed, they would soon be overtaken.

"They won't find out about us." As if he knew what he meant, Locke looked down at the portrait in his hand and comforted George, who was slightly nervous.

The magic of the vampire seemed to be a bit difficult in front of the priest before, and if they met in this narrow corridor now, it would be a matter of whether they could guarantee the safety of the king at that time.

But now, when he heard Locke say that the priests would not find them, George was shocked and hurriedly asked, "How do you know?" But as soon as the words came out, he immediately felt that he was out of shape, Wang Ke is an omniscient existence, so rashly asking, what is the difference between that and a reckless man.

"It's rude." The vampire hurriedly regained his gaffe and said as he floated to the side.

Locke waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and then motioned for everyone to shut up, and they were about to enter the hall in front of them.

Tian Ji and George looked at each other, thinking about what was in the hall, but Anne's mind was still on Locke's unfinished story, and then she put her ear to him and asked, "Is the king cursed?" And then? ”

"Later." Locke smiled, put away the portrait in his hand, stretched out his hand to the door in front of him, and said, "The answer is there, see for yourselves." ”

Several people looked at each other, walked quickly, and after standing up, they reached out and gently pushed the door open, and the scene in front of them made several people so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths...... (To be continued)