Masaka, who didn't know that Toya was sleeping, stepped into the room near the top floor with a word from Miwa.

There, Changlu Dajue, the Kingdom of Gold, was standing in an empty room.

The Imperial Pillar Pagoda of Nanakamado is not only the headquarters of the Golden Clan, but also the residence of the King of Gold: on the topmost space, there is also a spacious Japanese-style house, housing, living room, courtyard with flowing water, The red and black Japanese-style arch bridge across it is not top-notch luxury but very comfortable. It is unbelievable that it is hundreds of meters above the sky.

However, the core part of this building is not the royal residence on the top floor, but here—this empty room.

There is nothing else in this room except for the decorative patterns on the walls.

There are no common furniture such as tables, chairs, cabinets, etc. The only thing that is special is that the floor here is made of a huge piece of transparent glass.

Sanlun stepped on it, walked into the room, bowed and took off his hat to Guochang Road Dajue standing in the middle, but his gaze was still attracted by the thing under the glass.

It looks like a huge rock, the surface is of course uneven, and there are strange patterns surrounding the round object in the middle, but overall it can still be described as something like a "slate" - Dresden The stone plate, the origin and beginning of everything.

After regaining his senses, Miwa greeted him with one word: "I haven't seen you for a while, Lord Yuqian. I am very happy to see you well."

Nominally speaking, as a king, Miwa Yiyan is equal to this hale and hearty old man, but Miwa Yiyan has nothing to do with things like kings or non-kings, it is purely out of respect, Respect this old man's decades of persistence and dedication to the country.

Although it was not to the extent that the Golden Clan had the same fanaticism towards the king, Miwa had no doubt that as long as this old man was still standing here for a day, the world would be peaceful for a day.

"Sanlun, I'm going to trouble you again this time." Guochang Lu Dajue's steady voice sounded.

"This is my responsibility as the colorless king, cough cough." Sanlun responded with one word, and couldn't help coughing twice.

Guochang Lu Dajue's serious face softened, but he didn't ask Sanlun Yiyan about his physical condition. They knew very well that with Wang's physical fitness, it was impossible for him to catch a cold. It's not just as simple as a cold.

"I heard that you took in two people as new members of the tribe, what changed your mind?"

Miwa shook his head and denied it, "No, they're not my clansmen... probably won't be in the future."

This time, Miwa asked Fuyumi to be his bodyguard, after some consideration.

In the past, it was Yu Shaoshen Zi who accompanied him from time to time. After the big apprentice left, Gou Lang was still young. Miwa said that he should not be brought into these troubles early, so he was always alone before Come.

In fact, regardless of its relationship with the King of Gold or his strength, it is unlikely that Sanlun Yiyan will encounter any crisis here-the king with the weakest combat power is still the king, and it is the clan and the non-king who are not kings. The outsider has a world of difference. Unless other kings personally act, the possibility of his fall is almost zero.

This time I took Dongmi to go, just to make him look good in front of Dajue and the Golden Clan on Guochang Road, so that Dongmi would not be regarded as an outsider without a master, and the famous knife lent to Dongmi , not so much as a weapon, but as a proof of his words of the colorless king three rounds.

——Since you can't brush the power of the colorless king, you have to brush your face after getting familiar with it.

With a single word, Miwa recalled the incident that happened shortly after bringing Toyomi back home.

Gou Lang, who was in charge of cleaning the clothes, handed him a driver's license suspiciously. It was something that I forgot to take out from the pocket of Toya Ishitani's changed clothes, and then talked about the suspiciousness of that person.

One of the key points is the falsification of identification.The year of birth of Ishitani Toya is written on it - born in Showa 37 (1962). If this is true, this person must be at least half a century old now.

But Miwa Yiyan reminded me of what I heard when we first met, the words that the young man said to himself, spanning time or something, it is really a wonderful fate to think of it.

"Oh?" Guochang Lu Dajue showed a slightly surprised expression.

"Toyomi-kun...he is an incredible person. I have been worrying about how long this body can last, will the next colorless king be an evil king? Although that is not something that can be determined by my will , but, if it’s him, maybe...everything will go well.”

Sanlun didn't speak clearly, but Guochang Lu Dajue seemed to understand what he meant, "Really? Then I'm a little bit interested in meeting him... Jiuyuan."

There is no need to give more instructions, the "rabbit" who came up with Sanwa Yiyan already understood, bowed to his king, stepped back, and went to carry out the king's order.

Sanlun smiled helplessly. In fact, he had some thoughts, but he didn't expect Guochang Lu Dajue to take it so seriously——

No, there is no way to ignore it, after all, it is the words of the colorless king who is the prophet.

However, making such a judgment has nothing to do with prophecy at all. Miwa Yiyan has already discovered that neither his ability nor Gouro's ability has any effect on Ishitani Toya.

Therefore - this is purely just the judgment he made after getting along with Fuyuya during this period of time.

But he didn't refute it either, anyway, he was just meeting the King of Gold.

……

The "rabbit" guarding the elevator was staring at the man angrily through the mask.

How dare you snore while sleeping in the Imperial Pillar Pagoda? If the line of sight is hot, the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window that the person is leaning on has been melted, and he will definitely fall, falling from a height of 500 meters, leaving no bones left.

Because he deliberately ignored the other party's conversation before, "Rabbit" is now unwilling to take the initiative to wake him up, and always feels like he has lost.

I could only imagine the scene where the other party fell to pieces with the assumption of malicious intent. "Rabbit" felt a little happy in his heart, but it was soon replaced by depression—no matter how many times he dismembered the other party in his mind, in reality this person still relied on Where to snore.

The sound of the elevator running interrupted his thoughts. "Rabbit" turned around and found that it was an elevator coming down from the top. He wondered in his heart. Could it be that the colorless king will be healed so soon this time?

It didn't take long for the elevator to reach this floor. The elevator door opened, and there was only another "rabbit" in the same dress as Him.

"Jiuyuan?" He called his younger brother's name questioningly. With such a dress, only the closest people could recognize who he was.

"Yuyuan," this "rabbit" who kept silent even in front of the two kings, spoke for the first time, but under the influence of a certain ability, his voice was different from other "rabbits". It still sounded the same, "My lord wants to summon him."

The "rabbit" named Youyuan nodded, and was about to turn around to call for someone, but heard a lazy voice from behind.

"Huh~ What, does the King of Gold want to see me?"

Fumi was yawning and talking, the corners of his squinted eyes were faintly glinting, he didn't know when he had woken up, "Rabbit" Yuyuan just remembered, it seemed that he hadn't heard anything since he got off the elevator. He purred.

— This guy definitely did it on purpose, right?

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