The Lion King.

The sun is shining brightly.

The once bustling streets have become depressed, with only a few pedestrians scattered around. Less than half of the shops are open for business, and the streets are messy and uncleaned. The whole lion king looked dilapidated.

The situation in the Lion King's Palace is even worse, it can be described as a mess.

Almost everything of value has been removed. There were no carpets on the floors, no paintings from the past on the walls of the hallways, and some rooms didn't even have furniture. The shelves in the king's private library were removed, but the books were left behind and left all over the floor.

In the past, there was nothing more than candlesticks in the Lion King's Palace, and there were candlesticks everywhere. At night, all the candles are lit to illuminate the Lion King's Palace. Right now......

The lighting in the Lion King's palace depends on oil lamps, and each person is allocated an oil lamp, and he can mention it wherever he goes. In fact, there are not many servants left in the entire Lion King's Palace, only fifty people.

The cracked facades were not repaired, the plants in the courtyard were not trimmed, and even the weeds on the king's windowsill were not taken care of. The two panels of the gate, which had been smashed in the previous turmoil, were still sitting next to them, mushrooms had grown from the dampness, and repairs were still far away.

A fallen leaf falls down the hallway until it completely decays and turns to dust, and no one will sweep it up.

At this time, the Lion King's Palace feels like an abandoned haunted house. Because it's too big, it's eerie. Even because the place is so big, no one knows that some places are inhabited by homeless people, let alone take care of it.

The main building hall is one of the few places in the Lion King's Palace that has been slightly decently repaired. Although it still looks shabby.

"Your Majesty. In the hall, the author of the "Knight's Guide to Succession" smiled and said respectfully to Benedict II: "What do you think of my writing?"

"How's it going?" said Benedict II, who was already anxious while sitting on the throne, "how do I know how well you write?"

"Didn't you read it?" the author asked cautiously.

"Do I have to look at you?" asked Benedict II.

"But...... I sent it over a few days ago, and you said you would read it. It's on your desk, it's the one, the one with the corners out. ”

Following the author's instructions, Benedict II pulled out the book with the words "Lich Knight" written on it from the messy table.

"If you haven't already, then ...... Why don't I wait for you to finish reading and come back again?"

"Wait. Benedict II stopped him and said casually: "I'll tell you the truth, I don't want to see it." Just tell me what you've written. ”

"Also...... OK. The author's expression froze for a moment, nodded with a smile, and said, "The general content is the deeds of the paladin Gray. Based on the deeds of the paladin Gray, I cleverly arranged him as a lich. ”

"Lich?"

"Yes, the main character is a lich, the paladin is a lich, and it's perfectly written. Anyone who reads it will feel that it means something. As he spoke, the author looked at Benedict II expectantly.

Benedict II smiled slowly: "Sounds quite creative, well written." ”

"Of course, I'm a professional. ”

"Alright, I got it. With that, Benedict II casually threw it on the floor in front of the author.

The author hurriedly bowed down and picked it up, and then asked with a sneer: "So, Your Majesty, are you satisfied with this book?"

"Of course. Benedict II spread his hands and said, "I welcome you to write about him as anything strange, as long as it is not a person." ”

"That ......," the author made a gesture of "money".

"Money?" Benedict II was stunned for a moment.

"Yes. The author hurriedly nodded: "One hundred gold coins." ”

"You give it to me?"

"No, of course you gave it to me. This is...... Balance payment. ”

"Balance?"

The author hurriedly argued: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? You said that I have written it and there will be ...... More!"

On the word "more", the author deliberately slowed down the speed of speech and accentuated the tone.

Benedict II did not speak, but quietly looked at the author. After a long time, he spread his hands and said: "I'm sorry, I forgot about this matter, and I don't plan to remember it." Also, yours sucks in writing. ”

The author was stunned.

Before he could react, Benedict II was already shouting, "Come on, get this guy out of here!"

"Yes!"

The only two guards in the Lion King's Palace appeared, and the author was lifted out at once.

The poor author is still struggling and still crying.

"Wait, Your Majesty! You just said that it was well written!"

"Did I say that?"

"You just said it!"

"Shall I take it back?"

"Your Majesty! You can't do this! You can't ——! like this."

In the blink of an eye, the poor author had been carried out of the door and slammed to the ground. Benedict II's voice was heard in the distance: "It's already very polite not to ask you for the deposit back, and if you talk nonsense, I'll spit out a hundred gold coins!"

The author closed his mouth and didn't dare to say any more.

Patting the dust off his body, he left the Lion King's palace in a gloomy manner.

"How could I have been so unlucky? I met this damned paladin, and the rogue king. What's next?"

The author walked blankly on the street, looking at the manuscript in his hand, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. With a heavy flick, he threw the manuscript across the street.

After thinking about it, I went to pick it up again.

"Maybe there is a fool who wants it, keep it, keep it, and don't lose it anyway. ”

He was sad, helpless, miserable, and a little hungry. So he walked over to a bakery that looked very run-down, but was the only one open on the street.

"Bring me two loaves of bread. ”

"Okay. The bearded salesman quickly tied two pieces of bread thicker than his arm and long bread with straw rope and handed him over: "Two silver coins." ”

"Wait. The author, who was digging out his wallet, was stunned: "What do you say? Two loaves of bread cost two silver coins?"

"Of course, the price of everything has gone up now. The salesman's hand holding the bread retracted.

"But I bought it from you last week, and two loaves of bread cost only one silver coin. ”

"That was last week, and now it's up again. ”

"You're kidding, aren't you?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" the salesman had already begun to untie the rope and prepare to put the bread back.

"Don't!" gritted his teeth, and the author had to whisper: "I want one." ”

As he spoke, he placed a silver coin on the table.

The salesman continued to untie the rope and handed over one of the loaves of bread: "A loaf of bread does not come with a rope." ”

In desperation, the author had no choice but to take the bread and mutter: "It seems that I can't eat breakfast next." It's all to blame on that paladin for giving money to the poor? Hehe, as a result, everyone stopped working, and I became a poor person every day. Oh my God, it's so bad. If this continues, I will definitely starve to death first. ”

"No, it's not the Paladin's fault, it's the King's fault. The big-shouldered salesman corrected.

"Why do you think that? These goddamn policies are all made by the Paladins. ”

"But the problem will arise because the king does not execute well. If it's a paladin...... If it's a paladin, we are short of food, and he can take us to attack neighboring countries to grab food, so that prices will not rise. And this useless king can't do anything. ”

"Do you really think so?" the author wondered.

"Of course. The salesman said solemnly: "That's what my customers say. Now everyone is working again, and we simply do not need to continue working if it were not for the unfavorable execution of the king. ”

"So you're supporting the Paladins again. ”

"Yes. ”

Food is already running short, but not to the point of famine. Of course, the depression all over the land can be clearly felt by everyone who lives in the Lion King Capital.

The author left the bakery in confusion with his only bread in his hand. The more I think about it, the more I feel twisted, and the more I think about it, the more I feel that it doesn't make sense. So, he casually grabbed an old man walking by and asked, "What do you think, how about the Paladin's return?"

"Paladin, is the Paladin coming back?" the old man looked overjoyed.

"I'm laughing. The author let go of the old man's hand and walked away thoughtfully.

In the distance, he saw a large crowd gathered in front of the bookstore across the street, huddled together.

"What is this doing?" the author asked the young man next to him.

"Buy, new sale today. ”

"What's new?"

"The Paladin and His Seventy-Two Wives." ”

"What?" the author could not believe his ears.

"The Paladin and His Seventy-Two Wives." ”

"Oh my God......" He was finally sure he had heard correctly, but he still couldn't believe it.

"Food is in short supply, are you still in the mood?"

"The price of food has risen, but it has not risen. The young man said.

Crowded until he was sweating profusely, the author finally squeezed into the bookstore and saw that the entire bookshelf was full of: "Paladin and His Seventy-Two Wives", "Paladin's Road to Fighting Monsters and Upgrades", "World Domination Begins with Being a Paladin", "I Am a Paladin in the Heavens", "Paladin Rebirth Diary", "My Brother is a Paladin", "My Dad is a Paladin", "My Grandma is a Paladin", ......

The corners of the author's mouth twitched, and he quickly grabbed the owner of the bookstore and asked, "Boss! Are these easy to sell?"

"Of course, now anything with 'Paladin' written on it is easy to sell. How many copies do you want?"

"I don't buy it, I write it. ”

"Oh, don't you buy it? ”

Soon, the author was carried out of the gate by several people.

Struggling to get up from the ground, patting the dust on his body, he stared blankly at the manuscript in his hand, then looked back at the hot sales scene, and said to himself: "Maybe...... I can change the manuscript back again. The paladin's reputation is starting to recover again, and I was originally approved by the paladin himself, so there will definitely be a lot of people who will buy it, right? At least it's better than those "My grandma is a paladin". Maybe I can get a paladin to sign it?...... That's all there is to it. Prices continue to rise like this, and if I don't launch a new one immediately, I'll starve to death first. That's it!"

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