Chapter 189: The Lion, the Tiger and the Monkey
"You've already labeled Violet, it's too late to get out of the way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info" The words of the Grand Duke Violet were no longer as warm as before, and the short and fat merchant at first glance now showed a majesty that was difficult to look at, as if a sleeping tiger had finally awakened, and began to sharpen his teeth, pop out his claws, and no longer have the slightest concern about choosing people to eat.
"Sticky notes, what a euphemism. Birmingham was both shocked and rightfully calm in the face of the awakening of a tiger, and Birmingham had foreseen this outcome since the Sword Saint Simmel had no reason to let himself go in search of Fury, or even earlier, when the maid Miss Frona declared herself to be Violet's son-in-law and her fiancé.
"It's worthy of the famous Richard clan among the nobles of Ella, and the praise of the cunning demon is really appropriate, do you say so, Simmel?" It seems to be asking, but in fact it is just the words of the Grand Duke of Violet, the sword saint who shocked the empire has never said a word since the Grand Duke of Violet appeared here, just standing silently on one side, silent as a pool of stagnant water, unable to splash a little wave.
Hearing Grand Duke Violet's question, the Sword Saint raised his head, faced Birmingham with a calm face, and sighed faintly, which contained apology or pity, Birmingham no longer knows, and now he is afraid that all he knows is the fact that he can no longer leave.
"Why?"
The question from Birmingham is more like his interrogation of the two, why, why is he a small down-and-out nobleman, a middle-level strength that only relies on lanterns, a person who has no power, no financial resources, and even a person who is hunted down by his hometown, will become an imperial grand duke, a pinnacle of martial arts, and a pawn in a game of royal battles.
"Yes, why, why, why did I choose a chess piece with such weak strength, even in the chessboard, Mr. Birmingham, your role is always limited, and the energy you have cannot be moved even by a small officer, let alone those behemoths for you, but even so, I still choose you, because every chess piece has its own role, and if a great man leaves you little people, he is no longer a great man, and the gods have left the faith of mortals, and after all, they are just a monster with great power。 "The Grand Duke of Violet showed no mercy, or in the eyes of the Grand Duke, Birmingham was always just a chess piece in his hand, a chess piece marked by his own violet mark, but it was such a tiny chess piece that was the basis of a chess game.
"What an unpleasant remark, Your Excellency. Birmingham squinted his eyes slightly, even if he didn't want to admit it, but in the face of such a powerful duke, Birmingham's ability to resist was limited after all, even the arrogant little magician Ellie rarely closed her mouth, but the anger in her eyes was silently told her master, and the emotions boiling in her heart at this moment.
"Yes, I'm sorry if it upsets you, but Mr. Birmingham, I really hope that he can understand what I mean, after all, you represent the great family of the Betley Empire in the eyes of others, that ancient existence, that sleeping tiger, and now that this tiger has awakened, it is natural that some small animals are needed to tell the true owner of this jungle who is. ”
"Is it a lion or a tiger?" The abrupt question made the short and fat body of the Grand Duke of Violet burst out with an unrivaled might, this might, Birmingham seems to be familiar, the one standing on the high platform of Shenzhen and Hong Kong, the lion who cheered and jumped with joy, and the sword in the sky also looked the same, but now the era of the lion has come to an end, and the tiger hidden in the dark has also ascended the high platform.
"Mr. Birmingham, the eldest princess of the empire is a good lion cub, but alas, this lion cub wants to follow the path of her father, what do you think I should do?" the Grand Duke Violet asked rhetorically, and there was no need to think about the true meaning of his words.
"Then I see, Your Excellency. ”
"Your Excellency, what a nickname, Birmingham. ”
"It's me who is abrupt, father-in-law. ”
The identity changed immediately in the change of title, the chess player and the chess piece, Weng and the son-in-law, the two of them found their position in these short words, whether it was a giant hand who stirred the court, or a mortal who was a fox and a fake tiger, it was already a doomed ending.
"Then, I won't bother the virtuous son-in-law, you can continue to rest. Got a satisfactory answer, Grand Duke Violet reined in the prestige of his body, and changed from a smiling short and fat middle-aged man, but now Birmingham has long dared not underestimate what kind of Shura is behind this smiling businessman's face.
The momentum dissipated, the figure left, only Birmingham and Little Ellie were in the empty house, the coffee on the table had lost its heat, and the charming aroma disappeared with the departure of the Grand Duke of Violet and the Sword Saint Simmel, and Little Ellie also lay down on the bed, her fair face was full of crystal tears, but there was no whimpering sound.
She was resentful, resentful, and at the same time blaming herself, if it weren't for herself and Tina's desire for her master to revitalize the abandoned family and regain the glory of the so-called Emperor's Sword, they should still be happy in that old house that leaks water on rainy days and blows wind in winter, instead of falling into a quagmire that can't be broken down.
"Ellie, do you know the story of the monkey?"
The sobbing little Ellie did not respond to her master's question, but Birmingham said to herself: "Once upon a time there was a forest, and in the forest there was a very, very delicious fruit, but it grew very high. ”
"What a cliché beginning. Little Ellie, who had a hoarse voice, replied sullenly, obviously dissatisfied with the very old-fashioned beginning of her master.
"Every animal in the forest wanted to eat of this delicious fruit, and there was a wise lion, a fierce tiger, a cunning fox, and a stupid monkey, but there was only one delicious fruit, so the wise lion proposed that whoever gets the fruit should go to whomever it goes, and the other animals of course did not agree, for only monkeys could climb up such a high place. ”
"What's next?" little Ellie's interest had been aroused by Birmingham's story, at least no longer sobbing in a low voice.
Then the ferocious tiger and the cunning fox drove away the wise lion, and the tiger drove the monkey with its fangs and claws to pick the fruit for him, and the exhausted monkey was taken away by the cunning fox, and the story ended. ”
"What the hell, what the hell are you talking about!"
"This story tells us never to be a stupid monkey. Birmingham's gaze grew cold until it calmed down, but the storm brewing in the calm was enough to make people shudder.
"So, I don't want to be the monkey in the story. ”
The storm suddenly rose, and the tone was calm, and the momentum of the Emperor's Sword rose up in the last heir after a long time.