The king's diminutive figure, through the lion's underbelly, entered Odin's sight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He circled the lion's body with agility, brushing dangerously against the lion's fangs from time to time, and the gray robe was torn open a few gaps.

Even if the brain is not normal, the child's senses are always keen, and Repon immediately noticed that in the cage, the masked face was looking at him, intentionally or unconsciously.

"Hide and seek, hide and seek!" the little king seemed to have discovered something new, and the bloody game of trapped beasts made him tired, and the gray-robed warlock in the iron prison seemed to be more fun.

The ministers didn't know why, and even Repon's mother didn't know where the words came from, but looked at his dancing son with a grim face.

And Odin also sensed the king's attention, and with another turn, Odin moved from the side of the cage to the tail of the cage, and the chain that locked his body was entangled by the lion, causing him to trip under his feet.

The lion also shook himself vigorously and pulled the chain, and he was thrown up in the air, slammed into the iron pillar, and then fell heavily under the lion's claws!

The timid aristocratic lady could not hold back her scream, but was immediately interrupted by the angry cry of the little king, and the banquet hall fell silent again—as if the air and the sound had all frozen.

Just when everyone thought that everything was going to end, a flame was ignited from under the lion's body.

The fire was not violent, not much brighter than the oxygen-deficient firewood in the stove, but it passed through the lion's lower belly, climbed up its back, and then extinguished a moment before it began to ignite its mane.

The little king's interest was seduced, his eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together, and his voice was anxious: "Huh!

As if in response to his words, a tongue of fire rose from the lion's side, and the beast instinctively flinched in pain, and then slammed into the edge of the iron prison!

Odin successfully untied the chain that was wrapped around the lion's front legs, appearing like a ghost behind the beast's tail.

The Queen Mother Lelia was shocked to see the tongue of fire coming towards Lepon, and in an extremely angry tone, she ordered the guards to kill the misdeeds at once.

However, the gray-robed warlock was as agile as a deer, and the fierce beast in the cage was too terrifying, and the guards guarding the cage stabbed their spears into the iron bars indiscriminately, but they repeatedly missed, or made the lion suffer.

Unexpectedly, when the little king saw the fire spewing out, instead of being afraid, he clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Fire, hahaha, fire!"

Seeing the guards trying to stab the warlock, Repon laughed again: "Hide and seek, hide and seek!"

The Warlock reappeared on the edge of the cage, panting, his gray robe tattered and looking embarrassed. He grabbed the lion's mane and climbed up its back, reciting the hymn aloud, despite the fierce shaking of the beast.

As the ancient imperial Chinese fell, a dazzling white flame exploded from the bottom of the prison and rushed towards the lion's lower belly!

The beast was overturned in an instant, and the front of the chest was charred black, giving off the smell of burnt meat.

The lion, who was seriously wounded, was furious and bit the chain that locked Odin!

The little king had never seen such an exciting scene, and laughed out loud!

At this time, the lion threw the chain vigorously, causing the locked person to collide around on the side and bottom of the cage, and finally threw him to the ground, aiming his neck with a large mouth!

Liepon exclaimed!

At this moment, a loud chant came from between the lion's teeth, and an orange-white flame exploded above the lion's head, and in an instant, the huge head became a dazzling fireball!

The spark jumped happily, the fluffy golden retriever became an accelerant, and the beast's fiery upper body was like a bright cornflower, occupying half of the iron prison.

"Flowers!" said the king, who went from unhappiness to excitement, and jumped and jumped at the ball of fire.

Soon, the behemoth crashed to the ground, its tongue of fire getting shorter and shorter, until all that was left was a charred, sticky skull.

And as the light of the fire faded, the gray-robed warlock also appeared in people's sight through the mist created by the combustion. His clothes were in tatters and he looked very embarrassed.

The two attendants raised their spears in fear and stabbed them into the cage - they still remembered the Queen Mother's order to kill the young man in front of them who had won the lion. Yet in the face of a warlock, they still had a palpitation in their hearts.

Seeing that the situation was decided, the ministers present finally breathed a sigh of relief, and they applauded in twos and threes, the lion lost, the prisoners also lost, and no one won tonight.

The gray-robed man scurried around in the cage, dodging the spear in embarrassment, and the little king was so anxious that he couldn't help hugging his mother, crying and shouting: "Stop, stop, I want a warlock, I want a warlock!"

"Why?" the Queen Mother, who had always been cold and arrogant, squatted down, picked up her son, and asked softly.

"He'll be angry!" said the little king, with tears in his eyes.

Just as a spear pierced the warlock's shoulder, Odin staggered, heard the conversation between the king's mother and son, turned around with difficulty, put his fist on his chest, and made a gesture of swearing-allegiance.

Lelia glanced sideways at the justice next to her, the man in the iron prison wearing the mask of the Gluck family should have made him deeply uncomfortable - and sure enough, Nikolai's face was pale, but he was silent. The Queen Mother was satisfied, so she turned around and asked Repon: "How about letting him play tricks for you and sing for you?"

The little king turned from crying to laughter: "Good, good!"

Lelia then asks the guards to stop attacking.

With a thud, the cell door opened, and the guards, holding chains, dragged the gray-robed warlock out of the cage where the lion's corpse was lying, and knelt down on his head.

Lelia commanded, "Take off your mask and let me see what you look like." ”

The mask depicting the face of the Chancellor was removed, and the warlock raised his head before the Queen Mother and the Little King—a beautiful young man.

Those deep black eyes, very bright, like the sun's rays reflecting on obsidian.

The little king loved it even more, and jumped and cried, "Warlock, warlock, can you do tricks?"

Odin pretended to frown in pain, smiled slightly, and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I can do any trick." ”

The little king rejoiced, even more glad than the lion had killed the prisoner: "Then light a fire, I want fire, and they, they, all become fire!"

With a wave of his hand, Repon pointed to a group of important ministers behind him.

Everyone in the room turned blue - they didn't know how to deal with it.

The dinner program has a general understanding that in order to avoid discomfort to the incumbent magnates, the masks worn by the prisoners are deceased martyrs.

The Queen Mother agreed that the Warlock would put on the mask of the Living Justice, shattering everyone's understanding, and everyone present was horrified - they thought that the royal family meant to purge the Gluck family.

To their surprise, however, the unarmed warlock won the lion, and the Queen Mother agreed to pardon the guilt of the prisoner! What was this implying - was it just a warning to the justice?

Now, the little king had instructed his prisoners to cast spells on his ministers, and after the scene just now, everyone realized that no matter how ridiculous it was, the king's mother would fulfill her son's request.

And now, what are they going to do, to really burn the magnates to death on the spot? The ministers are so concerned that they hold their breath.

The young man who came out of the lion's cage looked embarrassed, but people would not fail to remember that he had just killed a male lion with his bare hands! The strong prisoners had become the belly of the beast, and the warlock's thin appearance was an illusion, and no one knew how terrible he really was!

I saw the gray-robed warlock, raising his head, and sweeping over everyone present with his beautiful eyes, which were as bright as a fire, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he were smiling—no, more like the mockery of the victors!

Faced with three lions eating human flesh, a seven-year-old king who jumped and screamed to burn people to death, and a warlock who knelt on the ground and killed wild beasts, the ministers only felt a chill down their backs.