Since they had stayed in the martial arts training camp for a scheduled time, when Su Liang and the others came out of the martial arts training camp, the sky had already turned orange. ▲Ranwen▲

And the water droplets that originally came from the sky to nourish the earth also came down at an unknown time.

On the way to Duke Izawa's mansion, Iya finally couldn't bear it anymore and looked at Su Liang and asked.

"What are tears?"

Su Liang was slightly stunned, looked at Yi Ya and hesitated for a while.

"When the pain in the heart cannot be filled, it will pour out with tears and eyes as a medium."

Su Liang thought of a novel that he liked to read before, explaining the idea of tears, and said it casually.

"In this case, will Ryo-sama be sad too?"

"Some Cheng dù will be on it."

"yes, I see, so let me destroy something that will make Ryo-sama sad! Whether it's a person or a thing, even if it's a country or a big 6, as long as it's something that will make Ryo-sama sad, I'll destroy it all! ”

I have to say that if Iya completely abandons the character of a sadist maniac, she will be a very cute girl to the out, especially if she is serious now.

But

"I said that although you are very serious, you want to kill people or destroy things, so you say that."

"Hmmm! That's right! ”

Without the slightest denial, Iya returned to the Mad Girl of the Abuser and nodded vigorously.

"You're a real headache, but let's go to the Fighting Arena tomorrow, and play there if you want to. Although there are you playing these days. ”

"Really!"

"Hmm."

"Hooray! Ryū-sama is really the best! ”

……

Duke Izawa was a good-looking man, and although he was middle-aged, his well-dressed clothes and well-trimmed head and beard gave him a charm that attracted women.

However, at this time, he completely lost his previous gentlemanly behavior, whether it was the way he walked or the beads of sweat on his forehead, it was something he couldn't stand on weekdays, but now he had to rush to see someone, to be precise, a monster.

The door to the reception room slowly opened.

As a diplomat of Rosalx, he has seen countless great people, the elven queen who lives in the golden city, the elven king who lives in the most beautiful city, the rude dwarven king of Ironforge, the dwarven king of the shrewd earth castle, and even the demon king of the demon kingdom

Seeing these people made him not feel any tension and oppression, nothing else, because he represented all the big 6 and the most powerful human empire, Rosarx!

But now, looking at the slowly opening door, Izawa felt timidity for the first time, a state of mind that had only emerged from his first time as a diplomat.

The heavy atmosphere may have come from the slowly opening door, or perhaps it was caused by Izawa himself.

What he was about to see was the King of the Oron Mountains, single-handedly suppressing the demonic beasts of hundreds of thousands of human alliance powerhouses.

If given a choice, Izawa would rather not see this powerful being.

But in any case, the powerful Being's choice to meet him instead of their king directly was incredible, but it also made him doubly stressed.

'Our king will come in person to talk about the reparations for the defeat. ’

It was a message from the monster that had come over their city a few weeks ago.

From that time on, their king became nervous, and sometimes even woke up from his sleep.

Slaughtered hundreds of thousands of human armies, and even the first person of the emperor's army, Parg, died there, and there was no one who knew about it who was not surprised, let alone shocked.

Especially when he learned that the mighty Cunzài would come in person, the timid person sat almost directly on the ground.

Is it revenge? Is it to punish?

This question is on everyone's mind.

But only Izawa and a few others remembered the last sentence of the message, 'On the matter of reparations for defeat'

Their empire was defeated, just now, and the defeated country undoubtedly needed reparations.

They have done a lot of this in the Rosarques Empire, but they have never been done, maybe there have been zài in history, but at least during Ize's tenure, he was the only one who talked about being compensated, and there was never a matter of them being reparated.

And this matter, from the beginning, Izawa knew that it would fall on his head.

Now, that moment has come.

Especially when the other party bluntly said that he wanted to go to his mansion instead of going to see the king, Izawa knew that he was still coming after coming.

The door, after all, is open.

The first to enter Izawa's eyes was a girl, a cute girl with very fair skin and two big blue braids.

The girl was playing with the vase he had placed in the VIP reception room, and although it was a precious vase at the time, Izawa wanted the girl to play with the vase all the time, instead of looking at him.

Sadists.

Although they did not know the name, from the mouths of the returning soldiers, they knew that it was not the king who frightened them the most in that battle, but a girl wielding a huge scythe and shaking a bright braid.

Whenever it is, the girl bursts into a maniacal laugh with an abusive smile of enjoyment.

So, for the time being, they were named the Abusives.

Immediately afterward, Ize saw a gray slime.

Izawa stood still, his gaze resting on the slime out of fear, unable to look up at the powerful man who was standing behind the slime and exuding a terrifying aura.

He didn't dare to look away, let alone show a hint of disrespect.

"I've kept you waiting, King of the Oron Mountains."

Izawa forced himself to compose himself, and kept muttering in his heart, 'I represent Rosalx'.

"No need to do this, after all, I really want to see you."

Su Liang spoke very casually, not caring at all what Ize said or what kind of gift he made.

"Yes."

It's like a conversation between a monarch and his subordinates.

But even if Izawa understood this, he didn't dare to disobey.

But as a diplomat of Rosarquez, he represents the entire empire, and if he communicates with the people of the other country in such a posture, it is completely a low-profile appearance, even if the other party is a king, and it is a king with absolute strength.

From the spot, Izawa lifted his steps, intending to walk to the chair opposite the gray slime, even if he didn't dare to be presumptuous out of fear, but he wanted to sit on the same level.

"You are not qualified to sit against my king, Lord Izawa. And where you're standing right now is fine. ”

Augustus's icy voice made Izawa shiver and stopped.

In terms of human etiquette, this position is completely open for communication now, after all, it is necessary to consider the size of the room and the etiquette of superiors and subordinates, etc., and if you refer to those, the position where Izawa is standing now is the best.

However, while Izawa was in awe of that cute gray slime, he was not his subordinate.

To be honest, Izawa was struggling in his heart at this time, because he was afraid that he would not dare to take a step forward, but because of his identity, he had to take that step forward.

Now he regrets not bringing the others in, but came alone.

"It's okay Augustus, sit down there, Duke Ize, we're your guests anyway, and we're going to bother you for a while."

"King."

"It's alright, it's alright, come and sit down, Duke Izawa."