Bright Sword: I don’t want to be the king!

How could Tang Long be at ease? He asked anxiously, "Captain, is this feasible?"

Craigen interrupted him and ordered, "Don't ask so many questions. Just do as I say and take him away. Quickly."

Tang Long and the others said no more, and quickly tied up Zheng Xiao, had someone carry him up, and held a magic weapon against his head.

The others quickly packed up their weapons, and the fat man carried Tang Liu's body and walked out slowly.

However, the devil did not give way to them.

"Squadron Leader, what do you mean?" Craigen demanded.

The squadron leader thought for a moment and waved his hand, and the demons made way for them.

Tang Long and his men evacuated smoothly.

The demon squadron leader said calmly: "I have agreed to your request. Now, I need to see your sincerity."

Klein smiled and said, "No problem. I always keep my promises."

Klein said as he handed over the two daggers at his waist.

A goblin soldier stepped forward and sheathed his blade.

Klein said, "Be careful and keep it safe. You will have to return it to me later."

The goblin looked confused.

The goblin captain ordered: "Search him for the magic rune and tie him up for me."

Klein responded, "There's no need to tie me up! I don't have any weapons on me, are you still worried that I'll run away? I keep my word, and I won't run away if I say so. How about I promise to go back with you to see your superiors?"

The Goblin Captain shook his head and said, "That won't do. You are so powerful, I dare not trust you."

"Look, you're not sincere again, are you? We've clearly reached a consensus, how can you still tie me down?"

The goblin captain answered firmly, "It's safer to tie him up."

Klein said helplessly, "Okay! But you can only tie it on the chest. It's too uncomfortable to tie it on the back."

The Goblin Captain agreed: "Okay, tie your chest first! Sorry, I can only feel at ease if I tie you up!"

Klein stretched out his hands, and a goblin immediately brought magic vines to tie his hands.

After the tying was completed, the goblin captain finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He said, "Let's go!"

Klein looked puzzled and said, "You still want me to walk? That won't work. You've been chasing me for the whole day. I'm exhausted and can't walk anymore. I don't think I can get out of this rugged mountain road. Do you have a magic stretcher?"

"Squeak..."

The goblin captain was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he did not capture an enemy, but invited back a master.

Their troops must have things like stretchers. All we need to do is find two magic wands and insert them.

But the thing is, you're not a wounded warrior.

Klein frowned and said, "What? You can't even meet this little request? You still dare to say that you have everything after accepting my surrender? I really doubt your sincerity!"

Klein said this and lay still on the ground.

"Someone come, I'm hungry, I want to eat."

The goblin captain was extremely speechless and could only say: "Come on, bring up the magic stretcher. We should go back and eat our meal. There is no food here."

Klein retorted, "No, don't you have canned magic beef? Give it to me. I'll have a couple of bites to fill my stomach."

The goblin captain wanted to get angry, but he thought that Klein's presence meant promotion and wealth, so he finally held back.

Klein lay on a magic stretcher, carried by two goblins, and began to stagger down the mountain.

The goblin captain led the team and followed beside them.

"Damn it! My hands are tied. How can I eat? Captain, you can feed me or just untie my hands."

The goblin captain was used to it and shouted, "Nishida, come and feed him."

"Well, that's more like it..."

The goblin named Nishida scooped up a spoonful of canned beef with a magic spoon and put it into Klein's mouth.

"puff……"

Klein directly sprayed the canned beef in his mouth, splashing the face of the Nishida Goblin who was feeding him.

Cao Geng roared in anger: "Devil's words, Xi Tian, ​​what on earth are you doing? What you gave me to eat was fake canned animal meat? You cunning devil, how dare you mix the fake with the real, what do you want to do?"

The Japanese squadron leader and his colleagues all looked confused and full of doubts.

Cao Geng shouted, "You two cunning evil spirits, hold me steady. If you hurt me, I will tear you into pieces. You must know that when I am furious, even I am afraid of myself."

The ghostly soldiers were speechless; the old man's aura made it impossible for them to resist.

However, given his status, who would dare to act rashly?

Not to mention killing him, even if he was accidentally injured, he only needed to complain to the commander and he would be severely punished.

They all knew that Cao Geng's position in the hearts of the Japanese high-ranking officials was unshakable.

The world is so wonderful.

Killing a ghost and being caught means the end.

Killing ten people is not much different.

But if thousands were slaughtered, the situation would be completely different.

Well, just like the treatment Cao Geng received.

The Japanese squadron leader hurriedly explained: "Master Cao Geng, this cannot be blamed on Xi Tian. There are few cattle in our country now, and the canned animal meat is made from pig blood. Even we can only eat this, we are really helpless!"

"Bah bah bah..."

Cao Geng spat out the canned animal meat in his mouth and said with disgust: "It turns out that it is filled with pig blood. You should have told me earlier. It really tainted my taste. Let me tell you, what kind of life I led in the resistance army?"

"Every day, I will be treated to delicacies from the mountains and the sea, and I will be accompanied by rare animals and beauties. Do you understand? If I come to your place and lose these treatments, I will not agree."

The Japanese squadron leader assured: "That's no problem. Wait until you meet our commander to discuss this matter. I believe that the commander will meet all your needs."

That's right, as long as you are valuable enough, you can fight for any treatment, no matter where you are.

Cao Geng responded with disdain: "It's hard to say. You ghosts are in a difficult situation now. Even the canned animal meat has gone bad. How can you meet my requirements? I really doubt it!"

The Japanese squadron leader consoled him, "Don't worry! This can of animal meat is just a shortage of raw materials, it doesn't mean we are short of financial resources. Do you understand?"

Cao Geng nodded: "Okay, I hope it's as you said. If I'm not satisfied with the treatment here, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The Japanese squadron leader sneered in his heart, you had no choice at that time.

Cao Geng stopped eating canned meat and prepared to go back to enjoy the feast. He lay on the stretcher, swaying, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Yes, I really fell asleep.

This guy had worked hard all day, no, it should be said that he had not had a good rest for many days. Someone was carrying him leisurely, so he naturally slept soundly.

Cao Geng was not pretending, he really fell asleep.

He has the ability to foresee danger and can sleep peacefully wherever he is as long as he doesn't feel threatened.

This kind of talent is not something that everyone can possess...

When the Ghost Warriors and their commander discovered Kren sleeping, everyone was stunned, as if they were trapped in a strange dream.

How is this possible? What kind of strong soul is needed to sleep peacefully in such a tense situation?

At this moment, the ghost commander was sure that Kren really intended to join their magic empire. Otherwise, let him see how he could fall asleep in such a situation.

He carefully instructed his ghost warriors to move the objects with care and never awaken the giant in the dream. After all, such an ancestor would be more peaceful in his dreams.

Damn, what an elusive existence. After going through countless hardships, the ghosts finally brought this mysterious ancestor out of the secret mountains.

Arriving at the convoy, Kren was still snoring loudly. The ghosts were in a dilemma, not daring to make a sound, for fear of angering the sleeping giant. If they accidentally woke him up, they would be scolded, which would not be so pleasant. They could only ask the commander for help.

The ghost commander was equally helpless and could only approach and pat Kren's shoulder carefully. "Sir Kren, it's time to get in the car. Sir Kren, the time has come."

"Um……"

Kren woke up slowly and rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Are we there yet? Who is your commander?"

This guy is really a deep sleeper. The commander replied helplessly: "Not yet, please get in the car now, we are taking you to the Magic City of Taiana."

"Oh!"

Kren responded and tried to get off the stretcher, but found that his hands were tied and he couldn't move easily. He immediately became furious. "Damn it, are you all wooden? Come and help me! You have no sense at all."

The commander hurried forward and personally helped Kren up. His dissatisfaction just now was only temporary. Now he understood that as long as he served this great god well and delivered him safely to the commander, his fate would be changed dramatically.

Well, what's the big deal about being humiliated? If such a god was captured and subdued by him, who would dare to disobey?

As soon as Kren stood up and saw a huge freight carriage in front of him, his face immediately darkened.

"Commander, a capable person like me came to you and you treat me like this? Is this considered sincerity?"

The ghost commander asked helplessly: "Isn't it enough to take a car?"

Kren said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of car is this? This is a freight wagon. How can I ride in this kind of car? I want a sedan, understand? Don't you even have such conditions here? Then I really have to think carefully about whether to join you."

The ghost commander compromised immediately. He understood that capturing Kren and taming him and sending him to the commander were two completely different things.

"Okay, Lord Kren, please wait a moment, our magic jeep will be here soon."

Kren stopped complaining: "Okay, wait a minute then."

After that, he walked to the roadside under the shade of a tree and sat down to wait. A group of ghost warriors, like his followers, surrounded him, layer upon layer.

Karen said dissatisfiedly: "Who has tobacco? I want to smoke."

The ghost commander quickly took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and handed it to Kren...

Caslor glanced at it and nodded slightly: "Well, red wings, according to our fantasy continent, this heralds the arrival of a major celebration."

The squadron leader drew out his magic flint, lit it for Caslor, and echoed, "That's right, Mr. Caslor, your joining our great empire is undoubtedly glorious news!"

Caslor smiled back, "You are a very eloquent squadron leader. When we arrive at Taiolan City, I will praise you in front of the commander-in-chief. With your achievement in capturing me, it should be no problem for you to be promoted to the rank of deputy general. You may still have a long way to go before you can become the chief general, but you can still become a deputy general. By the way, what's your name?"

God!

The enemy squadron leader was almost dizzy with joy. If he, a young general, could really be promoted to a junior general, it would be really...

The enemy lieutenant general hurriedly replied: "Thank you very much, Master Caslor. My name is Tatsuro Seibu."

Caslor was startled and almost laughed out loud: "Oh! So your name is Darang! No wonder you are so short."

Seibu Tatsuro's face darkened, and he quickly clarified: "No, no, no, it's Seibu Tatsuro, not Tatsuro."

He had been in the Fantasy Continent for many years and was considered a veteran outsider. Of course, he had heard about Dalang's story.

There is no way, with such a name, it is impossible not to know the story of Darang.

Who wouldn’t make fun of his name if they knew this story?

Kasloer responded: "Why be modest? Darang is Darang, what's wrong with that? Who can have a partner as beautiful as Darang? Don't worry, I have remembered your name and will praise you in front of the commander-in-chief later."

"Yes... Thank you in advance, Lord Caslor."

Seibu Tatsuro suddenly stopped worrying about the name and said, "Call me whatever you want!"

The two chatted for a while, and a magic jeep drove over.

Caslor got in the car and sat in the back seat.

Tatsuro Seibu and a team leader protected him on both sides.

Sitting in the front passenger seat was an exotic knight who was obviously no ordinary person.

Although Caslor spoke pleasantly, they were still worried that he would escape.

Outside the vehicle, six huge magic transport vehicles were lined up in front and back, loaded with alien warriors.

In addition, there were two three-wheeled magic vehicles with alien logos leading the way ahead.

Caslor put his feet forward, leaned back in his seat, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The more comfortable he was, the more at ease the aliens felt.

Just sleep as much as you want! It would be great for them to arrive safely in Taiolan City.

The vehicles started and the convoy roared off.

Caslor, who had just started snoring, was suddenly awakened by the shaking carriage.

Caslo immediately cursed: "Damn it, do you know how to drive this magic car? Drive steadily, understand? I need to rest. Darang, why are your men so slow to react? Isn't this torture? Do you still want to be promoted to deputy general?"

The knight driving the car was furious. If a foreigner called him like this in front of him under normal circumstances, he would at least slap him in the face and then use his invincible double dragon kick.

However, since these words came from Caslor's mouth, he had to endure it no matter how dissatisfied he was.

This is a true venerable...