Many friends, many roads, many enemies, many walls, this sentence has been very well fulfilled here at Cybertron. Renard was bent on killing Cybertron, but he was confused - even if he killed Cybertron, what was the use, could he become the number one in the world or Yue Buqun? Besides, it would be more practical to kill Cybertron than to stab himself in the crotch.

However, Renard now has a new fiefdom of 15,000 people, which is a relatively big concept. The fief was in the southern region of Suglan, north of Vierda, which made his territory relatively scattered. To be honest, this is what the sub-seal should look like, and the guarantee of the superior leader is not how good your brain is, how high your IQ is, or how much credit you have. There is only one thing that the superiors think: that is, you are loyal enough, as long as you are loyal enough, you are capable of speaking, and as long as you can have a reason to obey the public, you can become a lord even if you are a dog. So everything else is a floating cloud, and loyalty comes first. It's your business how you want to scavenge the people's fat and people's ointment - like Alice Field, the more she can govern the territory to the best of its ability, the more headache it is for the Duke of Trust.

How nice would the world be if it were a low-IQ duke like Renard?—Trust thought so more than once.

Renard has no way to do this wall now, and the other party is deliberately looking down on the new aristocracy like himself ideologically - and multiple friends and multiple paths, and Cybertron has a strong relationship with the perverted marquis Doggett Cooper. He gave the other party a Hellsovereign fingernail, which had been properly arranged and processed from the 300 rounds of Cybertron's how to fight demons to 3,000 rounds of the Great War, and planned to read it at his own poetry recital.

In fact, Cybertron is also quite embarrassed, and at this time, he doesn't know whether he should sue the other party or not. It was pure luck to kill the Hell Monarch by himself, and not to mention three hundred rounds, he didn't even use the three-plate axe, and the other party was hacked to death with a sword before he finished saying "you".

...... But then he learned that no matter what he said, it was useless. Even if he comes out to clarify, his image of being tall and complete among the people has been established. How does a handsome man who slayer demons serve the people and puts his life and property out of the way - just like Yue Feiyue's grandfather back then, it is said that his portraits that have been handed down are not tall and mighty, similar to a short and thick little black fat man. But if the people don't do it, the grandfather in our minds must be tall and complete, and he must be loyal to the country and the tattoo will illuminate the dark corners of the world.

...... No problem, the people have already recognized that Cybertron should fight Diablo for 300 rounds, regardless of whether it is a fierce battle, a bitter battle or a gut battle, Wushan Yunyu will do! It is said that there is also a version of the madness, Cybertron's "big war" Nianghua Diablo 300 rounds without winning or losing, and the prototype is actually a witch zero.

Fame is actually quite unreliable, and newspapers appeared on the earth in 1618, which shows that the paper industry has been very developed. In the Otherworld, the Thirty Years' War, too, was an underdeveloped newspaper, making a Germanic a hero of the Eagle Gran. Cybertron's name appears many times in the Enamel newspapers today, and even the Enamel King can hum all about how Cybertron killed Diablo.

So, this time, the envoy of the Enamel Kingdom named whether he could go to meet Cybertron, who could put pen to paper and settle the world, and Wu Neng could go to the horse to settle the world. Legend has it that the upper kang knows the girls, and the lower kang knows the owner of the shoes.

In this medieval jousting tournament to welcome the emissaries of the king and celebrate the victory, Cybertron must have attended.

"Can you not go?" Cybertron asked uneasily after listening to the current situation of Lan Dun, who Doggett Cooper had poured out his advice, "I always feel that I am going to become the target of public criticism." ”

"What do you think?"

"I think...... Well, just stick your head out and stab it. Cybertron nodded, and said in a sad tone, "It's normal that the world is full of malice towards me. It's not normal for the world to be friendly to me...... Marquise, do you have any advice or advice for me?"

"Well, of course people who like you will continue to like you, and people who hate you can't help it. It's like our Doggett, I can't help it - look at his living praying mantis, how sexy......"

"Well, thank you for your advice. Once you get into this pattern, you can't put forward any useful opinions when you take into account the other party: "I will leave here today, by the way, the mirror production of our factory has increased again." The market seems to be never saturated, and we have begun to export our goods to German. Meanwhile...... We have more agreements for you to sign. ”

"Eh, thank you, we'll be more attentive to you. By the way, we have a port on the east coast, can you help?"

"I'll go back and ask Alice Phil about this—"

――It's a hassle to like yourself--

Since it is said that people who like themselves will always like themselves, this sentence is also true. It's like taking a senior high school student, and there are two months of college entrance examination that you will build yì that group of bear children, don't look at the subjects you are not familiar with. Looking at the subjects you know at full speed, it is more feasible to add icing on the cake than to send charcoal in the snow.

There's no way, although I'm not interested in, but the queen still has to go and see it......

There's really no way for this kind of guy to talk to himself - what can you do if people say they like you? Such a beautiful beauty is a pervert, and there is no second language of communication except to be beaten up by crazy. Cybertron walked towards the palace with a festive look, and because of his special "barbarian" dress, even his cloak was made of animal skins this summer, which was somewhat eye-catching.

While waiting for the queen to be informed, a group of guards at the gate of the palace exchanged their heads to Cybertron standing at the main entrance of the palace in the distance, and seemed to be whispering about his deeds—more talked about as the queen of how X was ******** than Diablo. Visible to the naked eye, there were maids blushing and whispering about it.

"Oh...... Others said I couldn't believe it, I didn't expect you to be so tall and tall?"

Cybertron was still waiting for the summoning order, after all, the royal palace was not a city gate to walk casually. But what he never expected was that before the queen, another metamorphosis appeared in front of him.

"Don't you salute me when you see me?"

“...... Oh, huh?" Cybertron looked over in surprise, and it was none other than Prince Harry, the legal heir to the Reims dynasty.

Cyber has a bad heart, and he is even more disgusting than the queen. But...... How does it look different from what I saw half a year ago? Panting and looking like he had just run over, he was indeed taller than half a year ago, and his handsome little face was ......

Why is it so much softer?