I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

The cat head ring vibrated for a while, and then Qingcai slowly connected to Bai Jingyan.

"I didn't expect that your illusion skills were well learned, and the effect of the coronation ceremony was not bad."

"Ah."

"Seeing that you can use your spiritual power in Shilan Cathedral, I now somewhat believe that the founding empress Lanzemar and you are both reincarnations of the goddess."

"Oh."

"I actually gave the Demonic Soul Seed to the Goddess of Light... I feel really complicated."

"Ah."

Bai Jingyan, who had arrived at Sadala Hunting Area, frowned. Sunny's state was not quite right.

"What's wrong with you? Is it not going well?"

Qingtian rubbed his reddish eyes, "Fortunately, I just learned some unpleasant things."

"What's going on?" Bai Jingyan asked.

On a sunny day, I look out the window at the dazzling sunshine at noon, but my heart feels extremely cold.

"Bai Jingyan, the current His Majesty is Tasril, not Lan Zetong. His Highness is already dead."

Bai Jingyan, who was on the other end of the ring, was stunned for a moment, and his face darkened. He knew this...

Due to his past emotional involvement with the Tas family, he and Tasril knew each other's ins and outs, and had always made a tacit agreement not to reveal secrets to each other, maintaining a relative balance.

Even if he decides to help Qingtian now, he will try not to be exposed to the other party.

"Well, I know... Qingtian, the low-level monsters have been sent to Sadara, and there are also some high-level monsters that are good at camouflage. They can cooperate with the ghost group and the army in the near future to drive away the people from the military headquarters."

"In addition, I have already said hello to my subordinates in the Imperial City. If you need, you can use the aura given to you by the replica to contact them..."

"Bai Jingyan, did you already know that he was Tasril?" Qingtian sensitively felt that Bai Jingyan was avoiding this topic.

Bai Jingyan was quiet for a few seconds and then said: "Sorry, Qingtian. He and I are old acquaintances and we have some handles on each other."

"..."

Qingtian felt heavy in his heart. Although he could understand Bai Jingyan's actions, he was still angry.

I have been angry at myself for being stupid and being fooled for months, angry at not being able to prevent what happened, angry at what may happen in the future...

Bai Jingyan was a little worried. His relationship with Qingtian had finally taken a step forward and they had gained more trust in each other. He didn't want to go back because of Taslier.

He thought for a while and plucked up the courage to say:

"I'm sorry for hiding it from you."

"It's just that everyone has their own responsibilities and positions, and feelings will change with time and the interaction between the two."

"Regardless of the past, I am devoted to you now, but from the standpoint of the demon lord, for the sake of the existence and future of the demon clan, I cannot completely oppose Tasril for the time being. Please understand."

"Qingtian, I am serious about you, and I want to walk into the future hand in hand with you."

"Don't misunderstand me."

Qingtian was a little surprised. He didn't expect Bai Jingyan to take this opportunity to express his feelings.

She understood that there was not much time left for Heaven to judge Lanze, and there was not much time left for the demons.

If power and ideals are higher than love in Lorenzo's eyes, then in Bai Jingyan's case, the survival and righteousness of the race are also higher than personal emotions.

Qingtian faintly raised the corners of her lips, no one is in love...

It's just that they are too honest.

Not knowing the truth always hurts...

However, she is not committed to feelings now and has no expectations.

She responded gently: "I understand. It's late. I'll contact you for follow-up matters after I return to Sadara successfully. Thanks to you this time, thank you."

After the call ended, Bai Jingyan suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of loss. Qingtian did not give him any emotional response...

But now is really not the time to fall in love, I am impatient.

There are too many things they have to do and too many obstacles, so they can only wait.

After calming down his anxiety, Bai Jingyan went to the military camp belonging to the Qingtian forces that had retreated to the border of Sadala Lower District.

Qingtian, on the other hand, went to the auditorium to see Tasril with a sullen face.

Escape is not an option. No matter what, she has to know the other party's intentions and leverage...

Officials who swore allegiance came and went. Tasril accepted their oaths with a dull expression and knelt down.

Seeing that most of the officials had completed the ceremony, Tasril's expression became even worse.

Does she no longer want to be the lord of Sadara or a viscount?

Do you think that with the support of the people and being a temple saint, she can take revenge and threaten herself?

ridiculous.

When Sunny arrived at the auditorium, only a few officials were left.

Tasriel lost his patience and asked them to go in together and take the oath.

Qingtian originally wanted to go in with him, but considering that he didn't want to kneel to that person, he stayed outside alone.

Seeing her waiting outside, the senior etiquette officer quietly sent word to Tasril.

Tasril held his head with one hand, guessing that her last intention in coming here was to have a good chat with him...

"Your Highness? Your Highness!"

The ceremony officer next to him reminded him in time that the ceremony was not over yet.

Tasril, who was distracted, didn't even look at the officials kneeling in front of him, and said smoothly: "I accept your allegiance and hope that you will become the pillar of Lanze."

After receiving these words, several officials hurriedly got up from the ground, thanked them and walked out of the auditorium.

When they came out, they saw Viscount Laurent standing alone in the waiting hall.

Several people looked at each other and awkwardly passed her by without saying hello.

The other party obviously doesn't want to deal with the new emperor, so it's better to have less contact with him.

Qingtian pursed her lips, the officialdom was so cold.

After a few people left, Taslier did not let her in for a while, but many people came out.

The painter and videographer carried their own equipment, and the ceremony officials carried the documents.

When they saw Qingtian, they greeted him naturally, and some of them had obvious worries in their eyes.

Everyone is not a fool, especially those in the news field. Everyone knows that Tianqing Entertainment’s commercial branch and business premises in the Imperial City were sealed overnight, and most of the staff inside died on the eve...

The tit-for-tat confrontation between Viscount Laurent and His Majesty was not without purpose.

The deaths of Prince Lorenzo, his relatives, the princess, and His Majesty cannot be explained by a simple sentence: "The remnants of Aiden did it."

His Highness the Third Highness acted very coldly after taking office, and was recognized as a powerful character by everyone.

There are many people who say privately that he killed his brother and his father, and is ruthless.

Alas, it’s a good thing that Viscount Lorendel is favored by the goddess, otherwise it would be difficult to stand here.

Everyone sighed and left the place. They could not participate in the power struggle between the superiors except watching the show.

After everyone had basically finished leaving, a senior etiquette officer walked out.

"Lord Sadara, Viscount Lorendell, come in!"

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation to Qingtian.

Qingtian moved his hands and feet and strode in.

The ceremony officer closed the door and left the place...

His Majesty said that he would not call and would not allow anyone to disturb him.

"You came so late and missed the opportunity to swear allegiance."

Tasril sat lazily on the gorgeous red sofa and spoke slowly, "So I have to take back your title and territory."

"Whether the territory can be taken back or not is not something you can say." Qingtian walked not far from him, pulled a chair from the edge of the auditorium and placed it opposite him.

"Besides, you can't take it back now. After all, I just saved you and I'm still the goddess who crowned you."

Tasril sneered: "You are really arrogant."

Sunny put down the stool and sat down, "This is not arrogance, this is honesty."

Tasril raised his eyebrows slightly. He always felt that there was some meaning in these words.

"Don't talk about it. Did you come here so late to have a private tryst with me?"

Qingtian looked at him, resisting the urge to curse, and said straight to the point: "I want you to let Yina go, and stop embarrassing the people I know."

Tasriel frowned slightly.

When she asked this, she must have confirmed it with Meili...

"What about the quid pro quo?"

"What do you want?" Qingtian asked.

Tasriel smiled with an evil look, his aggressive eyes showing naked desire, "You know exactly what I want."

Qingtian said with a cold face: "Territory, title, money, and even the weakening of the 'oath' spiritual power, you can choose."

Tasril leaned against the sofa, raised his head and clicked his tongue twice.

"Sunny, do you think I'm too stupid?"

"You just said that I can't take away the title of the territory now. As for the oath, for the general, being punished by the gods may not necessarily lead to death. As for your property, it is indeed very tempting. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are rich and can rival the country, but If you become mine, will I also have a share of these properties?"

This bastard is quite clear-headed.

Qingtian said calmly: "It is said that the degree of punishment of divine punishment is set according to the ability of the person being punished, and it is a mixture of life and death."

"Setting? It's not set by you, right? But it doesn't matter to me. I have a hard life, and I can't resist it if I don't believe it. Besides, maybe I am a wise king and will not be punished by God?" Tasril stretched and stood. stand up.

He walked up to Qingtian and said, "Actually, it doesn't have to be that troublesome. If you want someone, it's easy, just use yourself instead."

Qingtian showed a look of sadness and embarrassment: "Lan Zetong, we were friends in the past, why do you have to make me hate you?"

Tasriel leaned down and placed his hands on the armrests on either side of her body.

"Sunny day, the play is over."

Qingtian took a breath, lowered his eyes and said, "I really regarded you as a friend in Sadala. I never thought we would reach this point."

Taslier tilted his head, stared into Qingtian's eyes and smiled: "You were very good at pretending when you were a child, and you are still the same now. But this is also one of the things that attracts me."

"After all these years, you are so cruel. You haven't even replied to a letter from me. It was a waste of my thoughts."

After he finished speaking, Qingtian put away his sadness and looked at him sharply, "Your intention is to make people sick and embarrassed? What kind of heart really deserves what kind of intention."

Hearing this, Tasril's face became a little colder and he mocked:

"Aren't you pretending to be a good friend? In fact, your acting skills are much inferior to Miss Yina."

Qingtian sneered, "I can't help it. I really can't hide my feelings when dealing with a pervert like you."

"..."