The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me Xi Wei Jinshi

The queen and princess were dead, poisoned to death by a juice called bittersweet in Cairn continent after eating a sumptuous dinner.

Although it is called bitter grass, its juice is sweet.

Maybe the person who named the bitter grass had other meanings.

Xi Wei left the kingdom's treasury, and the belongings here will be shipped back to Winter City with good luck.

As for staying in Dragon Fire City?

Xi Wei has never thought about it this way, not to mention that Dragon Fire City has been turned into ruins, and his base camp itself is in the Eagle Territory.

And the Eagle Territory is in the center of the entire Northern Continent, so compared to Dragon Fire City.

Cold Winter City is more suitable as a royal city.

As for the shortcoming of being close to the orc empire, it was nothing. Sooner or later, he would go to the orc to settle accounts.

"Do you think you'll win this way?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the main hall of the palace, a young man laughed hysterically.

Xi Wei walked around a palace wall and walked into the hall, where he saw two crusaders escorting a gorgeously dressed young man.

This young man looked quite noble, and he looked a bit like the eldest prince.

Who is it if it is not the second prince Bainiglen?

At this moment, the second prince's eyes were red, and he was screaming ferociously, like a beast caught in a trap struggling to die.

"I'm telling you, Xi Wei Golden Lion! Don't think you can sit and enjoy this country like this!"

"Your brother Hitler is already on his way, maybe he has reached the dragon fire now..."

"My lord!" As if to confirm the words of the second prince, a messenger ran into the palace in a hurry, and reported solemnly:

"My lord! A large number of troops were found a mile outside the city. The people who came were not friendly, and there were about 2 troops!"

"Hahahaha, Xi Wei Golden Lion, are you dumbfounded?"

The second prince laughed wildly, his eyes were full of luck and resentment, he bewitched and said:

"Hitley is my man. If you don't kill me, you still have a chance to survive. How many troops do you have after the war? Can you stop the elite of the Golden Lion?"

Xi Wei smiled slightly when he heard the words, looked at the second prince as if he was looking at a bug, waved his hand and said to the two crusaders:

"Take it out and kill it, it's disgusting."

"What?! Can't you understand me? Don't you want to live?"

The second prince, Bainiglen, was struggling hard, his bloodshot eyes filled with disbelief.

"Don't kill me, please, I'm the second prince, you can't kill me, you can't..."

The second prince was frightened, he knelt on the ground and begged, trying to climb to Xi Wei's feet, but the two crusaders dragged him out of the palace like a dead dog.

"Xi Wei Jinshi, you will die badly... just wait, wait, I will wait for you in hell, hehehe...hahahaha..."

The second prince's voice gradually faded away, Xi Wei turned around and sat on the high throne with no expression on his face.

What he likes most is this kind of two hundred and five for selling teammates.

After a while, there was a "click" sound outside the palace, followed by the sound of footsteps, and a crusader returned to the palace with the head of the second prince.

"The mage is out."

The indifferent voice resounded in the palace, making the trembling subjects around them tremble like quails.

The atmosphere gradually stagnated, and just as Xi Wei was getting impatient, a middle-aged man in a mage's robe came out anxiously.

Antonio knelt on the ground with his head buried deep in an air of resignation.

He is already the last mage in Dragonfire City. If he hadn't had a stomachache during the war, he might not even have ashes now.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"Frozen the head of the eldest prince, follow my knights, and spread the word throughout the kingdom."

"Don't think about escaping, you can't escape, just cooperate with me obediently, and I will give you the opportunity to work for me."

Antonio heard the words like a mongoose, and said with trembling lips:

"Praise your benevolent leader...Your Majesty, your subordinates will not run away, and will definitely do their best to complete the task."

"Yeah." Xi Wei hummed lukewarmly, indicating that Antonio could leave.

There is one thing to say, this His Majesty the King really made him feel very happy.

There are still some people gathered under the palace. Their identities are very complicated, including knights, nobles, and alchemists, and many of them are close friends of King Cologne.

But now is not the time to deal with these cronies, he still has some things to ask his cheap father, the Duke of Manhattan.

Manhattan had been waiting beside the throne for quite a while when Xi Wei walked into the palace.

At this moment, this sky knight-level old gentleman with a gray beard was standing behind Xi Wei with a smile and kept stroking his beard.

He looked at his second son, not only the father's love for his son, but also a kind of pride in his eyes.

At the beginning, I just wanted to stand in a team and pretend to be a nobleman, but I didn't expect to be picked by the pope.

What I didn't even expect was that my second son was even more violent, and actually overturned the table and put a new table on it.

"Father, I should now..."

Xi Wei originally wanted to ask how to deal with Hitler. After all, Hitler was his own brother, the eldest son of Manhattan, so he had to take care of his cheap father's thoughts whether he killed him or imprisoned him.

But he was interrupted by Manhattan before he could finish his sentence.

He looked at Xi Wei with a smile, a faint cold light flashed in the tiger's eyes, and said indifferently:

"Xi Wei, I know what you want to ask, just let this bastard come."

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank my eldest son. If he doesn't jump out, I don't know that I have so many cancers under my command, hmph!"