"Wow! What is this?"

Pushing the door open was Princess Angelina, who was followed by two maids, each with a silver plate in their hands.

The soldiers standing in the room did not react, as if nothing had happened here.

"I thought you hadn't eaten, so I had someone prepare something to eat and bring it over. ”

"Uh... Thank you, this is the sweet potato stew I often eat when I sleep in the wilderness, why are you here? Can't you come here?"

"It's all mine, why can't I come?"

Ah, I almost forgot that this place also belongs to the royal palace, although it is far from the palace in the middle, but it is still within that high wall, as long as everything within this wall, it belongs to the royal family.

Of course... Not including those who enter the walls, otherwise it would be too terrifying.

"Come on, let's see who has better skills between you and our chef!"

This is just like comparing the excavator with Xiang Xiang, the appearance modification and defect elimination technology with Han Xiangren, and the jungler with Bei Ye. It's completely self-inflicted humiliation.

Luo Xiaotian took out the bowl in the conch space and gave Princess Angelina a bowl of sweet potato stew, plus a piece of bread. On the silver plate on the table were several plates of food that looked like an appetite, and Luo Xiaotian couldn't name them at all.

"It's delicious! better than anything I've ever eaten!"

......

“... If one self-explosion does not destroy the will of the enemy, then twice, and if it does not work twice, then three. Believe me, no matter how strong-willed a person is, there is no way to resist the endless stream of self-destructors, who will eventually collapse, scream, lose faith, and finally fall in front of you and become the source of the art of self-destruction. ”

“... When I was a Dark Dragon, my dungeons were often used as backyards by adventurers who considered themselves brave. At first, when they hunted down my companion life creatures, I didn't think it mattered, so I didn't do anything, then when they hunted down the defenders in the dungeon, I felt that there were no guardians and I could appoint new ones, so I didn't do anything, and later, when they hunted down my followers, I felt that the last thing I needed was followers, and every once in a while there were large numbers of followers who joined my side because of my strength, so I didn't do anything, and finally, they appeared in front of me, and there was no one else with me anymore。 ”

"At that time, the whole dungeon became a paradise for adventurers, who set up camps, dug for treasures, and had children, as if it had become their city and could live without any scruples. The first adventurer I met had red hair like flames, he didn't speak, I didn't speak, he came with a sword, and I flew away, I waited, waiting for the most brilliant moment. Finally, when my dungeon became a dungeon for adventurers, I waited until I turned all my power into brilliant fire, and gave them the most gorgeous gift with a self-explosion, that feeling... I still remember it vividly, and maybe that's when I fell in love with this art. Art is priceless, and I will never give up on the road of pursuing art, no matter what setbacks I encounter!"

“... After I destroyed three human cities with gorgeous art, I was targeted by the strongest of the human race in my weak period! I had no choice but to transform myself into a humanoid lich through a special method, human beings hate the Dark Bone Dragon, but they let nature go to the lich, they are also dark creatures, but they suffer so much discrimination, why is this? I have thought carefully about this question, looking for the answer from the history of mankind, and finally found that it seems that human beings have a special preferential treatment for monsters and creations similar to their own form, but this preferential treatment will be different due to different appearances, to put it simply, good-looking monsters and creatures, human beings will be more inclined to exert affection, and it is easier for them to help when they are in danger, or produce unbearable and pitiful emotions. Well, it seems a bit off-topic, but that's why I chose to transform into a lich, dark creatures have the same path, and it's very easy to convert. ”

"The Lich is a master of necromancy, and after learning the magic of the Lich, I have to commend myself for making the right decision. Summoning a skeleton is equivalent to one more self-destructing master, I learned from the human alchemists, from the dwarves, from the elves how to create the most violent explosions, and then stuffed them all into the army of skeletons I summoned. Oh, and I have to say that the elves seem to be more interested in the beautiful and natural things, and the lich is rather unnatural and beautiful in their eyes, so they don't want to teach me about the art of explosions at all. I had no choice but to summon my army of skeletons and explain my persistence to them, and finally, I learned from the elves the most mesmerizing explosion in the world. I didn't expect that the elves who admired nature and beauty were actually the best explosion masters in the world, and the things of human alchemists and dwarves were nothing in the face of the explosion of the elves. ”

When Luo Xiaotian saw this, he couldn't help but turn back to the cover, but there was no signature there.

The author of this book "The Art of Self-Destruction", judging by the content of this book, should be a lich, a lich who is good at using self-detonation. If that's the case, according to the lich's near-infinite life, perhaps the author of this book is still alive in this world.

It was already evening, the magic lamp in the room had been lit, and although the book that Luo Xiaotian had returned from the library was unknown, he couldn't stop reading.

Chrissy was also reading a book next to her, and Princess Angelina had already left, before she left, Luo Xiaotian asked her to help find a room for Chrissy to sleep well, but Princess Angelina, who was full of promises, never came back.

Hawkers, Luo Xiaotian opened the "Art of Self-Destruction" in his hand again, intending to see what the lich found in the elf.

“... As for what I got from the elves? haha, of course I won't tell you so easily, but please believe in the self-cultivation of a master of self-detonation, and it is absolutely not wrong to say that it is the most fascinating explosion in the world! You can either go to the elves to find the answer, or you can find me with this book, and I will teach you! If you are reading this book and you are an aspirant who is addicted to the art of self-detonation and cannot extricate yourself, then take action, I will always be waiting for you in the front. ”

Why... Suddenly a little excited?