After recognizing who the intruder was, there was a great confusion in the study, the old king was too frightened to move because he was too close, the minister was screaming, and the three princes were already running in the direction of the door.

Wren said sadly: "Go out and keep your head here~"

Several people stopped suddenly, stuck in place, and did not dare to look back.

Wren leaned on the desk and half-sat down, picked up the monster portrait and looked at it, and looked at it for a few minutes, without speaking.

The rest of the room didn't dare to breathe, as if they had been immobilized.

The old king, who had slouched under the table, had been squatting for too long, and his waist began to ache, and he straightened up a little to expose his eyes to the table, and his eyes met that of Wren.

His head immediately retracted again.

Wren still didn't speak, he sat on the table, his legs crossed, his right foot still dangling, and his heel gently tapping on the wooden table.

In the whole study, only the sound of "da-da-da" could be heard, and the more they knocked on everyone's hearts, the tighter they became. Finally, probably because the old king's heart couldn't stand it anymore, he half-squatted to support the chair behind him, leaned back and straightened up a little, and asked, "Helmet...... Armor freak, why are you here! ”

Wren was slapping the portrait of the monster and wiping the dust off his body at this time—this day, in order to find the monster that didn't exist, he climbed trees and drilled holes, and he was a little disgraced.

Hearing that someone finally spoke, he was busy with himself, and said without raising his head: "Oh, it's nothing, it's just passing by, I'm a little tired, come in and sit for a while." ”

"Then we won't disturb your rest, let's go out, you rest here slowly."

As he spoke, the old king slowly moved towards the door.

Wren shrugged: "You are free. ”

It's as if he's the master here.

But the rest of the room didn't dare to dwell on such a thing, and when they heard Wren say this, they immediately quickened their pace and fled to the door.

Then Wren's slow voice came from behind him: "But you guys are out, I don't guarantee that you will be killed by me." ”

The crowd froze.

Just as the old king got up, Wren turned around on the table, and sat down in his seat unceremoniously, and then explained: "I just said, I was just passing by, and I was a little tired of killing such a shameful outside, come in and rest, and wait for the next one to go out and kill." If you go outside, I can't guarantee your safety. ”

You didn't even mention murder just now!

The hearts of the people were horrified, and even the appearance of Wren wiping his armor with a portrait seemed to them to be wiping the blood on his body.

The room fell silent again until ...... The old king's legs were sore again.

He asked with his back to Wren tremblingly, not knowing whether he was afraid or tired:

"Won't you kill us here?"

"I came in to rest, how could I kill someone?" Wren knowingly asked, "You want me to kill you?" ”

"Mmmm Everyone hurriedly shook their heads.

After a short silence, the old king and the others could only hear the voice of the strange man in armor behind them, "Thank you for your hospitality, I'll go out and continue to kill," and then there was no movement.

Several people exchanged their backs to each other for a long time, squeezing each other's eyebrows, and finally under the threat of the old king's eyes, the eldest prince turned around with difficulty.

The armored monster is gone.

Xibo sat on the ground with his ass and began to gasp for breath, and when the others saw this, they understood that this was a person who had left, and turned around one by one, and found that it was indeed not dangerous, and as soon as they relaxed their legs, they sat on the ground weakly.

It is still the old king who cares about face the most, and he is the one with the most sore legs, but he still has to find his own seat to sit. 軒軒書

As a result, as soon as he moved two steps, a head suddenly hung upside down from the window facing him, almost scaring him out of breath.

Wren hung upside down on the window and said with a smile: "Once again, don't go out." ”

After leaving such a sentence, he was lost again outside the window.

The people in the study held their breath and waited for a long time, feeling that there was indeed no movement, and they dared to relax their nerves.

The old king took a small step to look at the window, and with a little pause he finally held on to his table and made it down in his chair.

"Whew~~ It seems that this armor monster is finally gone."

Everyone wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads, and they felt like they had escaped death.

The minister took a breath, suddenly remembered something, and said to the old king anxiously: "Your Majesty, the strange man in armor is outside, and the people of the kingdom are ......."

The old king's face stiffened, and he looked at his eldest son: "Xibo, which of you goes out to see the situation!" ”

The eldest prince's face was full of grievances: "Father, I turned around first just now, and you also call your younger brother them......"

The second prince and the third prince were suddenly unhappy.

"You are the eldest son, the future king, don't you care about your people?"

"That is, when the throne was competing before, why didn't you let us?"

The eldest prince muttered in a low voice: "Am I not a king if I don't fail in this crusade......"

Several people began to quarrel, and the old king was annoyed by it, and scolded everyone a few times, and then looked at the eldest son: "Sibo, you, look at the situation outside from the window." ”

Of course, Xibo was not happy, and he didn't go out from the window, but the armor monster came in through the window, and he stuck his head out of there a moment ago, so that when Xibo looked at the window at this time, he always had a feeling that he would hang his head again.

After several shirks and a few reprimands, Xibo's "soul of face" rekindled a small flame again.

If you go to the window to take a look, you may just run into the armored monster, and if you don't go, you will lose face in front of your father and younger brothers!

Thinking of this, Xibo's limp legs gained a hint of strength, and his whole body slammed into the window, slowly crawling towards the window.

The old king looked like he hated iron but not steel, and scolded: "Waste! ”

But it didn't stop it.

Little by little, the eldest prince walked towards the window, as if he was climbing on a knife mountain, and I don't know how long it took for him to finally reach the window. He didn't dare to stand up directly, so he first put one hand on the edge of the window and lifted his body up as if he were doing a pull-up.

The process was very slow, and he had to look back at the old king in the middle, and after finding that the old king did not sympathize with him, Xibo put his other hand on the window and held it hard.

"Knock knock~"

There was a sudden knock on the study door.

Sibo let go of his hand and collapsed on the ground again.

"Knock knock~"

There was another knock on the door.

The old king's mouth opened to ask who it was, and he closed it again. He looked at the door, and finally turned his gaze back to his eldest son.

"Sibo, go open the door."