Chapter 142: Coveting (Asking for Votes)
"Do you also believe in the prophecy of the end of the world?" Li asked as she looked at Joshua's pale silver eyes.
Joshua paused, "Did you know that when you become a cardinal, you can enter the top-secret archives of the papal court. β
Li Li then stopped, "Looks like you've been there already?" β
Joshua nodded.
Li Aili asked without any irony, "I'm curious, is there any record of the Holy Dragon Era there." β
Joshua looked at Li Elli and smiled slightly.
"Our focus is a little different, miss."
"I'm seeingβ" Joshua's voice lengthened.
"The battle of the gods that broke out in the Holy Dragon Era, how many gods have fallen, and these fallen gods are now vacant."
Joshua smiled, "So many gods, so many gods, where are they going?" β
The two were relatively silent.
"It doesn't seem to be too early." Joshua looked up at the sun in the sky.
"So let's talk about it this time." Joshua turned and walked to the pure white carriage behind him.
Before boarding the carriage, he seemed to suddenly remember something, "Oh yes~ last question." β
"Miss Ellie Lee, you are a kind of ...... now What kind of mood do you feel? β
Li Ellie: "? β
Joshua smiled, "You have terrified our gods. β
"What do you think of us? I speak of the intelligent races of this world. β
He pointed to the ground.
There was an ant carrying pieces of leaves, "Isn't it, like we look at them?" β
Ellie Lee: "......"
The people of the Holy See of Light looked at her.
Those eyes were hateful, fearful.
Li Ailie, who was looked at like this, had an illusion, as if she had taken the script of the villain.
"Your Excellency Joshua." Elle Lee opened her mouth and stopped Joshua, who was boarding the carriage.
The young cardinal archbishop looked from the window of the carriage.
"Actually, there's such a myth in my hometown, I think."
"There was a god-king who received a prophecy that He would be killed by His own children."
"So, fearing that the prophecy would come true, the god-king swallowed his own child into his womb whenever an heir was born."
"His wife secretly hid a child."
"Then, when the child grew up, he was afraid that his father would one day eat him, so he killed his father and became the new god-king."
After Li Elli finished telling the 'story', she stood outside the carriage and waved her hand to the cardinal's obscure archbishop on the carriage.
"Have a nice trip, Joshua."
With that, she turned around and walked towards the villa.
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The Emerald City is in full swing.
The Jade Daily became popular because of the exclusive revelations of the 'Red Dragon Princess'.
People around the world have paid attention to this rapidly rising duke because of the Emerald Newspaper's 'Secret Archives of the Dragons'.
This allowed the reputation of the Emerald City to spread to all corners of the world overnight.
Whether it is the dungeon residents in the dungeon who dig holes with pickaxes all day long, or some people from the six empires, they all know the place of the Emerald City.
Modo Griffin Empire, Duchy of Red Quinoa.
Duke Glay Mordogriffin shook the goblet with red wine in his hand.
"So, you're saying that Augustus Saint-Nehe gave up his status as the Son of the Holy Court of Light and came back to participate in the Dragon Tournament because of ...... A woman? Glay Modo Griffin asked with interest, touching his chin.
Today is a small gathering of secret societies.
The princes of the six empires privately formed a secret society called the 'Dragon Society'.
The members of the Dragon Society must be princes who have won the championship at the 'Dragon Tournament'.
With another 'Dragon Tournament' approaching, the 'Dragon Club' is also active.
The venue for this gathering happened to be the Red Quinoa City of Vice President Gray Mordor Griffin.
"Yes, I also heard that he was rejected, so he drank hard for a month."
"I don't know if he will participate in this year's 'Dragon Battle'."
Hearing this, everyone became interested.
"Who knows. I'm curious who beat him? β
"Me too, who won him? Augustus was also an alternate son of the Holy See. β
"I know a little bit about that." The gray-haired man sitting next to Gray smiled.
Everyone looked at the person who spoke.
The gray-haired man, who looked to be in his early 30s, had a sinister gaze like a green dragon.
His contract dragon happens to be a green dragon.
"That Clark rebel, the guy who made a great Lich Monarch...... What's it called, Arthur's guy. β
Hearing this, a drunk, half-lying dragon knight raised his head.
"Arthur Cold Emerald?"
"I remember, after they replaced the Clark royal family, it seems that they changed their surnames."
"Holy Dragon. I remember it was this surname. β
Glay shook the wine in his glass, "Dare to put the word 'dragon' in the surname, how arrogant these little lords of the countryside are." β
The gray-haired man looked at him with a smile, "President, do you want to teach these country lords a lesson?" β
Another laughed and said, "Hey, if this year's winner is August......
"Shall we kill that Holy Dragon guy?"
"Then snatch his woman and treat it as a gift for Augustus to join the 'Dragon Society'."
"Great idea, worth a toast, ha!"
As he spoke, the men in the room laughed, raised their wine glasses, and touched them.
Knock knock.
There was a knock on the door to the room.
Glay, who took a sip of red wine, frowned unhappily, "Come in." β
The butler of the Red Quinoa Castle walked in quickly, leaned down and whispered something in his ear.
"Everyone, I'll be with you." Gray stood up.
The gray-haired man said in a half-joking tone, "What is more important than our meeting, President?" β
"Ah, that's right, it's too much for the host to throw down the guests."
Glay smiled gracefully and clapped her hands.
Soon, some half-elves in gauze walked in.
At the sight of these splendid half-elves, the princes of the room laughed.
The gray-haired man smiled: "In the last underground auction, someone auctioned off more than 20 half-elf slaves at a sky-high price, and I thought it was Tenkar's group of psychotics again. β
"It turns out that the president is preparing for this party again!"
Glay smiled slightly, "Everyone, enjoy, I'll miss you." β
With that, he walked out of the private living room quickly.
The moment the door to the living room closed, the smile on Glay Modogriffin's face disappeared instantly.
He strode to a small living room on the first floor of the castle.
The butler pushed open the door for the noble duke.
The people in the small living room immediately stood up nervously.
Grey Modor Griffin, Duke of Red Quinoa, looked at the little nobleman with cold eyes.
"I hope that not a single word of what you say is false."
"Otherwise, I'll pick it up and feed my dragon."
The man's face turned pale with fright.
The nobles in the empire all know that what Duke Red Quinoa's red dragon likes to eat is the human heart.
"No, no, no, no, I, I've got evidence!"
As he spoke, the pot-bellied middle-aged male nobleman pulled out a bottle of alchemy.
"This is mine, the 'golden water' that can bring you countless riches, Your Highness!"