I lost the sun god

"Thank you, Your Majesty, you are the most generous person I have ever met, but I don't know much about your kingdom, can you please introduce your kingdom?"

"of course can."

Dassel laughed proudly, "Our Dassel Kingdom is an undefeated kingdom that has been standing in this world since the creation of the Creator God. It must have been tens of thousands of years ago!"

The memory in his mind told him that it was only half a month before the creation of the God of Creation, but how could this be possible? In half a month, even the wheat could not grow big, and how could such a large forest grow? Build such a big castle.

So it should be tens of thousands of years ago, yes, it was only tens of thousands of years ago before science.

Creation God?

Franco IV frowned slightly when he heard the words. Of course he would not believe that there really is a Creator God. There are countless gods on the main plane, but none of them are named Creator God. In his opinion, Dace The God of Creation in Er's mouth should be a totem god of false gods, just like the gods of the sky, the god of the earth, and the sun god believed in by some primitive tribes.

But false gods are also gods, and as long as any life hooks up with the suffix of god, it is not easy to mess with.

He rolled his eyes, pretending to be curious and asked,

"Is there a priest of the Creation God here?"

"The clergy?"

King Dassel was a little stunned, he didn't know what a priest was.

Franco IV glanced at him and said, "He is a person who serves God and is responsible for spreading the belief of God."

"A person who serves God? I have never heard of such a person. God is God. How can people believe in it?"

"Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Before King Dassel could finish speaking, Franco IV laughed first, "Can Your Majesty continue to tell me about the history of the Kingdom of Dassel?"

Those who serve the gods don't even have the concept of belief. The so-called creator gods should be just myths and legends handed down.

"Okay." Dassel had a smile on his face, "Our Kingdom of Dassel has ruled here for generations, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the scenery is very beautiful."

He paused for a moment, he was a little short of words due to his insufficient vocabulary.

Glancing at the guests who came from afar, Dassel suddenly said happily, "By the way, what about the queen, maid, maid, there are guests coming, go and call the queen."

A maid heard the king's order and immediately walked back.

After a while, a man in his twenties, with brown eyes and fair skin, was wearing a cyan-purple robe, a black waistcoat on his back, and a golden crown on his long flaxen hair.

His queen was more of a king than King Darcelle.

"Hello, I am the queen of the Kingdom of Dassel." The queen said to Franco IV with no expression on her face. After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the king. Are our guests going to dinner?"

"Yes, it's dinner time."

King Dassel only remembered the time at this time, and he warmly invited Franco IV and others to have dinner.

The king's food was not good. There was no truffle, no foie gras, no caviar, and the only thing that caught his eye was the yellowish white bread.

Just as he was inserting a fork into the bread, the elegant piano sounded.

The elegant rondo with a touch of sadness slowly spread out the sweet longing for the girl, and Franco IV was immediately brought into the night before he confessed to the person he admired in his youth.

Excitement, apprehension, and a touch of joy.

Even after the meal, when it was time to go to bed at night, he still had different emotions in his heart.

In the assigned guest room, Franco IV asked the guards around him,

"Charlie, how about we become the king here? I think the farmers here need a king with real noble blood to collect their taxes."

Franco IV, who lost his kingdom, wanted to control it and continue to be his king.

Charlede persuaded with a little hesitation, "Your Majesty, if the reputation of regicide spreads, no royal family will lend a helping hand to us in the future."

Not to kill the king is a common rule followed by all royal families in the mainland.

"Do you think this so-called king is a member of the royal family because he has the title of king?" Franco IV sneered, "A king who rules hundreds of people will laugh the dragon's teeth out. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at his other guard and said, "Go and kill that king tonight!"

After giving the order, Franco IV lay on the bed, and the cool moonlight outside the window slowly streamed in from the window and fell on him.

After killing the king, I will first control the guards of the castle. People's beliefs communicate with the gods, figure out where is the queen here, the pretty Franco IV thought to himself, closed his eyes, and waited for the result to appear.

Soon, the guard took up his weapon and disappeared in the darkness.

Time passed by, and just as Franco IV was getting impatient, a maid's shriek came from inside the castle.

The king is dead.

But before he could cheer up, his face turned pale.

Because just as the scream came, a piece of information flowed into his brain.

The king is dead, and he is the new king, so he has to increase the population of the kingdom to [-] within a month, and those who violate it will be obliterated!

Chapter 496: Bane

An indescribably cold feeling poured from head to toe, as if someone had poured a large basin of ice water over his head.

He has tested the occupational level of the people here, and made indirect remarks about the gods believed in here, but he never thought that there is a special mechanism rule in this place.

Both: Everyone needs to complete the corresponding tasks to survive in this world.

This rule only applies to the aborigines, but when the aborigines are killed by outsiders, the outsiders will be forced to replace the aborigines, subject to the restrictions of this special rule.

And he, Franco IV, is now a victim of this rule.

"Your Majesty? Is something wrong?" A guard asked in a low voice when he saw Franco IV's face suddenly pale.

Looking at his guard, Franco IV didn't say anything about it. He forced himself to calm down, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the guest room thinking.

After about ten minutes, he calmly ordered,

"Go and control the guards in the castle first, tell me about my becoming the king here, ask who agrees and who opposes, and kill all those who oppose."

"Also, invite the queen over and ask her if she has any ideas about changing her husband. If so, then ask her how I am."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The guards obeyed the order with one voice, and left the guest room one after another.

After a while, the beautiful queen was invited over.

If it was before, to be precise, before he took over the role of the king, he still had some unspeakable longings for the queen, after all, she was so beautiful, but now he didn't have that kind of glamorous thoughts.