"You...... You've got a fucking worm in your head!" Faust's eyes widened, and he didn't care about any telepathy, and all he blurted out was swearing. With a slight effort this time, Gain Tree delivered a message requesting union beyond the verbal signal.

This is not a friendly word in the circles of psychic warlocks, on the contrary, it is the most decisive declaration of war, and the two sides will fight to the death in the realm of the heart, without negotiating peace and accepting surrender.

However, with such a wide disparity in ranks, it may be more akin to "I'm moving".

"Are you born to be such a brute, or have you been trained to do it the next day?

Faust has no other means of attack than invective, and the tree seems to be immune to abusive attacks - it simply slowly drags Faust towards the canopy.

Soon, Faust's head was swallowed into the canopy, and only his body was still writhing like a worm, but Faust's scolding did not stop, and his posture intensified.

"Shit! Is your brain diluted? Can't you understand me?"

"Come on, eat, the mighty Sir Faustus will stomp your arrogance to pieces!Don't think you've won! This may be the last useless struggle of your straight brain circuits and deformed tentacles!hahahaha!"

The tree seemed to have accepted Sir Faustus's advice, and it quickened the vine's contraction, and the last thing that came to Faust's mind before he was swallowed up was that "this tree is exactly the same as the toad".

Of course, Faust is not dead, and the battle of the mind has just begun.

Faust was suddenly pulled into the canopy, and instead of the shaved branches, he was greeted by ...... Water?

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Leorik walked alone in the realm of fear that seemed like midnight, and Faust had just withdrawn urgently, leaving him only trivial information.

His Royal Highness is not a famous detective, and Faust has left too little information for a real detective to analyze anything, and His Royal Highness has no intention of analyzing it at all - he only remembers the phrase "what it feels like to follow you".

Prince Leorik's way of following his feelings is to wander around.

Listening to Faust, this place is not very big, so as long as I explore the past inch by inch, I will naturally find the beacon, this is the thinking of His Royal Highness the Prince.

So His Highness Leoric resolutely began to wander around blindly, and he called it searching.

Initially, Leoric was afraid of the Fear Realm, but as time went on, Leoric began to loosen up - anyone who wandered around a place aimlessly for hours without encountering danger would let up.

Leoric once again scared away the crow that was making the background sound with a stone, and sat down boredly leaning against the tree—Faust said not to hurry, then not to hurry—Leoric's imagination could only leap forward in this way.

Strange to say, His Royal Highness lay down, his eyelids were heavy as if they were hanging on a scale, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep, and the faint snoring also merged into the background sound effect of the Fear Realm.

At first, the prince seemed to be in a good dream, muttering something and smiling brightly.

But soon, the smile disappeared from the prince's face, and his brow tightened into a Sichuan character, and he shook his head slightly, as if in denial.

The prince's movements grew louder and louder, and after a while, with an exclamation, the prince suddenly sat up from the bed, cold sweat already soaking his back.

The waiter who was prepared around the clock outside followed the sound and walked in, touched his chest with his right hand, bent down and bowed deeply, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, what do you command?"

Prince Leorik hadn't come to his senses at this time, "This ...... I'm not...... My mission ......"

"Mission?" the waiter straightened up and repeated the prince's words, as if the prince had said something incomprehensible.

"It's our mission to go to the other world to plant beacons, and the rise and fall of the kingdom is here, and I'm ...... Dead back to the palace?" Leorik found a reasonable explanation in the blink of an eye, "Take me to the temple, I'm going back on a mission." ”

Leorik lifted the quilt and tore over the loose robe on the hanger on the side, covering his toned muscles, and walked out in a hurry.

Naturally, the attendants on the side did not dare to stop the prince's actions, so they could only run after the prince in small steps, saying words of persuasion such as "Your Royal Highness, are you having a nightmare?" and "It's too early now, the priests in the temple are still praying".

Of course, the prince ignored the waiter's dissuasion, and now he rushed back to carry out the top-secret mission with all his heart, saving the life, and his patriotic enthusiasm automatically blocked the waiter's broken thoughts.

The prince walked quickly, but he didn't expect to collide with the oncoming person. The prince stumbled and was about to scold, but his body suddenly froze, "Queen Mother?"

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Faust struggled to swim to the surface of the water for a long time, drank his fill, and finally struggled to swim to the surface, just from the bottom to the surface.

Before Faust could open his eyes, he took a deep breath and began to curse: "Aha! you stupid cow dung, it's a shameless mistake in biological evolution, you ......"

Faust pondered for a long time, and the imposing analogy that Faust was about to use to spray the broken tree with blood, as if frightened by the sight before him, burrowed back into Faust's throat, and Faust had no opinion on it.

"Mom, that uncle is so weird......"

"Don't look at it, little one!

The water had barely reached Faust's waist, and God knew why he had struggled for so long, so Faust pulled off a lotus flower at his side and put it in front of him to take a closer look.

This is a real lotus, and in the three worlds I have experienced, I have only seen this plant in one world.

Faust waded to the shore, stroking the familiar square words on the stone, basking in great surprise and loss.

"Are you alright, sir?" The figure in front of him blocked out the sunlight, leaving only a silhouette wearing a familiar large-brimmed hat.

"Ah...... No, it's okay. Faust woke up like from a dream, stumbled in reply, and as he spoke, he propped up the wall of the pool and climbed ashore.

I really ...... Coming back?

Faust looked at his hand, his skin was nowhere near smoother than that of the Aventus—aquatic animals always had smoother skin to reduce resistance—the familiar and unfamiliar scar on the back of his left hand was still there.

“...... Today's young people, whenever something goes wrong, they want to commit suicide, and the rope life is the essence of the order, why can't you think about it. ”

With a spread of hands, the speech of the police comrade with a strong rural accent came to an end.

Faust didn't listen at all, his mind was in a daze now, he just nodded from time to time.

"Hmm", "Ah", "It's not a thing", "I just fell into the water", as for the police, he didn't listen to a word.

"Okay, be careful next time, the water is shallow, but if it is deeper, you will die. The policeman finished his lecture and left satisfied.

Faust sat on a bench next to him, looked up at the sign of Dongshan Park in the distance, and saw that he didn't recognize these four words anymore, so he let out a long breath.

"Is Lao Tzu really back?"

Leorik was almost stunned, his mother was not a good person to get along with, and as a saint of the previous generation, she had always been synonymous with old-fashioned seriousness.

The most serious mamma in the convent is nothing more than a clumsy imitation of her, as if she exists to interpret conservative definitions.

This time, though, the queen didn't embarrass Leorick. She just took a deep breath and rubbed her temples.

"It's Leorik...... You've also heard that the defense line around the island has collapsed, and the fish-man army will come to Wangcheng Island at any time. ”

Leorik was still thinking about the task, and after listening to the queen's words, he couldn't help but feel even more responsible and could not afford to lose.

"Mother, I will go to the temple, as long as I go to the other world to place the beacon, the Holy Spirit of Aventnu can ......"

The queen raised her hand to stop Prince Leorik from continuing, "There is no Aventnu Holy Spirit left, the Holy Spirit has been buried in the astral realm. ”

As if she could not stand the pressure, the queen closed her eyes tightly, but she could not stop the tears from flowing out, she raised her head slightly, trembled, and said:

"The evil god Bribo Dupp teamed up with Amberi to contribute to the Divine Domain of Aventnu last night...... The star, which symbolizes the god of the near sea, has fallen. ”

These words hit Leorik's head like a thunderbolt from the sky, "What...... What? That's ...... That...... What should we do?"

Leoric's hands trembled, and he staggered to his knees, "O Lord Almighty, may you rest in peace in the astral realm. "He's doing his last duty as a paladin.

Immediately, he stood up, took a deep breath, and turned back to the waiter to instruct, "You help my queen mother back to the palace to rest." "There is already the majesty of a prince in his words.

The waiter took the order and left. Leorik sends off his emotionally uncontrollable mother and gives up his plans to go to the temple.

He thought for a moment, then turned and walked on the road to His Majesty's War Chamber.

The royal palace on the ground used to be just a palace for the royal family to enjoy the land luxuries brought by trade, but after the underwater capital was captured by the fishmen, it was renamed Wangcheng Island and became a real royal palace.

But the palace is inevitably a bit of a misnomer, it is more like a mountain village than an administrative center.

The King's War Chamber was converted from the convention room on the second floor.

Faust went up to the second floor and found the king in full armor, his hands propped up on the table, staring at the enchanted sandbox—there was now only a lone island on it, so large that every path was clearly visible.

The outside of the island is represented by light blue, and at the edge of the sand table, there is already a faint black undercurrent ready to move under the surface of the sea - it is the fish-man's troops.

"Armor for my son. The king did not look up, but his brow tightened.

The court governor who was trying to hide himself in the corner had to carry out the king's orders, "Yes, Your Majesty. He replied, his tone filled with fear for the future.

The prince did not speak, and at this moment, there was no need for much verbal communication between father and son, he just waited with open arms.

The steward did not call for any more attendants, but went out through the back door, and in a few moments brought in a suit of black armor, the same one worn by the prince on his mission, and then a man dressed the prince in armor.

The armor was worn in such a complicated way that one of them seemed a little confused, but the three of them didn't care about such a trivial matter, they just went about their business in silence - the king stared at the black color that symbolized the fish-man, and at this moment the undercurrent had turned into a flood;

The prince looked at his father with a determined and tragic look in his eyes;

The steward was no longer young, and he had clumsily put on the prince's armor, and a fine layer of sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

The room was filled with only the sound of the steward's wheezing and the clattering of armor.

"The elders of the Privy Council have led their troops to break out in the direction of the continental shelf to the west. ”

The king broke the silence with a sudden opening of his mouth, and his thick fingers swiped over the sand table to indicate the Privy Council's route to breakout.

After saying that, the king returned to his original state, as if his previous movements and words were hallucinations.

The steward finally put on the prince's armour, and he stood up and left the room backwards—he could always read the king's intentions, and of course this was no exception, and he understood the king's meaning without his majesty's orders.

"You, take my oracle, take your sister with you, and go south. ”

In Leorik's memory, the king was not a man of letters, but on the contrary, he was a brilliant diplomat, especially known for his talkative and warm.

But Leorik doesn't intend to question this - a major turning point in life always makes a big change in temperament, and all anyone else can do is accept and tolerate.

The chief steward, who had not been away for a long time, returned to the house at some point, he lowered his head, raised his eyelids and secretly glanced at the prince, "Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, the queen has committed suicide and martyred herself. ”

"Father......" Leorik stepped forward and wanted to propose that he should fight the enemy and buy time for the king.

The king, as if sensing his intentions, interrupted him in a loud voice, "Order!" and threw an edict written on fishskin paper at the prince's feet.

“...... Yes, Your Majesty. When the prince had finished speaking, he picked up his oracle and walked out without looking back.