"When the time comes, just look at it."

If Trenthorst was still speculating if it was Tudor or some other true god who had infiltrated the banquet before hearing this sentence for the second time, Trenthor had already understood after being tapped on the shoulder by Lynn and seeing the nonchalant smile of the other party.

The confidence of the "young angel" in front of him does not come from others, but from himself.

It's undoubtedly an incredible thing, but ...... Trensost's mind flashed through all the information he had obtained about Libert Abraham during this time.

The Night Emperor Trenthorst actually didn't know about Libert Abraham, after all, he was neither an acquaintance of Lynn nor a favorite of Lynn, nor was he an enemy of Lynn, he was beaten and beaten by Lynn, and he was not even like the old pigeon of the storm, because the goddess of the night and because of Crane's relationship with the tea party of the gods, so he had a basic understanding of Lynn's strength.

Trenthorst was just an outsider, he had never met Lynn before today, and he hadn't been noticed by the other party.

But the Night Emperor Trenzost was not stupid, even if he only got a few bits and pieces of information from Amun, the Night, and even the Lord of the Storm, it was enough to make the Inquisitor Emperor understand that Libert Abraham was very special, and it was not as simple as the son of Mr. Men.

So at the beginning of today's meeting, Trensaust gave Lynn enough respect and treated him as an existence on the same level as himself.

Otherwise, Trensost would not have allowed Lynn to tease him, and if he really wanted to change it to an ordinary sequence 2, he would have been thrown out by him a long time ago.

But it was only now that Trenthorst realized that perhaps he had underestimated the "young angel" in front of him, and that the other party might be even more terrifying than he expected.

What kind of being is this?

Trenthorst frowned slightly, his heart full of doubts at this moment.

Of course, Lynn could see Trenthorst's doubts, but he didn't mean to explain, after all, after he finished beating the Eternal Flame, Trenthorst would understand everything, and now the explanation was completely unnecessary, and the other party would most likely not fully believe it.

And compared to the Night Emperor Trenthorst, who had already preliminarily flickered, Lynn was actually more interested in another existence in the room.

"Your Majesty Trenthorst, do you have a hobby of raising Amon with potted plants?" Lynn asked with a smile, and as he spoke, his figure flashed and appeared next to a potted plant, and when he reached out and grabbed it, there was a small flower in his hand.

This small flower is all white, but there is a round black circle on a certain petal, which is twisted badly by Lynn's hand at the moment, but unfortunately he struggled for a long time, and he couldn't break free from Lynn's palm.

Seeing this scene, Trenthorst was stunned for a moment, but his expression was not too surprised, obviously he had already known that there was an Amon "eavesdropping" next to him, but said: "I don't have a hobby of raising Amon in potted plants, maybe this Amon has a preference for disguised as a plant." ”

As for whether it was his own acquiescence that Amon would eavesdrop on the bonsai, Trensost did not mention a word.

Lynn didn't care about this, of course he knew that it wouldn't be a surprise to have Amon eavesdropping on him, after all, Amon had come to Trensost's house now, how could he turn a blind eye to Trensost's meeting with him.

The Night Emperor Trenthorst himself probably also needs an Amon as a staff officer.

However, the two men were obviously very standard plastic temporary affairs, and after the incident, Trensost did not hesitate to sell Amun.

As soon as Trenthorst's words fell, the Amon in Lynn's hand changed from a small white flower to a small flower-sized figure, which was a miniature version of Amon.

I have to say that most of the things in this world will look a little cute after they become smaller, even Amon makes Lynn feel less annoying after he becomes a fan version.

"If you've been so small, maybe I won't be able to bear to beat you......" Lynn said with emotion.

Amon, who was pinched in his hand, stuck out his tongue, not to sell cuteness, but because Lynn used more force in his hand when he spoke, Amon stuck out his tongue purely because he was about to be pinched to death.

"Rescue, save ......"

The miniature version of Amon made a faint sound, as if it was really dying.

"So fragile?" Lynn raised his eyebrows, of course he could tell that Amon in his hand seemed to be really about to be pinched to death, not pretending to be dead, and finally lightened the strength of his hand while speaking.

"Huh, huh, it's so dangerous, I almost became the first Amon to be pinched to death, if other Amon knew about it, they would definitely expel me from the Amon family." The miniature version of Amon took a few breaths of breath and then used a tone for the rest of his life.

"Are all of your Amon clones so characterful?" Lynn couldn't help but think of the Amon clone he blew up last time, as well as the clone that decisively sold the body before, and suddenly said with a smile.

"Every Amon has his own personality." The mini version of Amon said seriously, and after finishing speaking, he added seriously, "So can you not retaliate against me for your enmity with the ontology, I am innocent as a clone that has just been separated." ”

"Hahaha......" Hearing this, Lynn laughed, laughing and increasing the strength of his hand at the same time.

So the mini version was almost pinched to death again.

"Rescue, save ......"

The mini version of Amon cast his eyes on Trenthor next door to ask for help, and saw that Trentost skillfully ignored his call for help, lowered his head, and began to seriously look through the same book in his hand.

The miniature Amon then rolled his eyes, not knowing if it was because of Trensost's blindness, or if it was just a pinched quick takeaway lunch.

- By the way, as Amon's doppelganger, of course, pure physical power can't easily pinch him to death, He Nailynn is a hanger, when he pinched Amon, he really wasn't pinching with pure physical power.

And just when this miniature Amon was about to "return" to the body with pain, Lynn finally regained his strength, he weighed the miniature Amon in his hand, which weighed only about an egg, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, in my dictionary, none of Amon is innocent." ”

"That doesn't work with a dictionary, does it?" The mini version of Amon complained, making it hard to imagine that he still had the strength to complain in this situation.

"Hahaha, I really like you a little, little Amon......" Lynn laughed again, this time she didn't continue to pinch Amon, but out of nowhere she suddenly pulled out a delicate pure gold cage.

(End of chapter)