Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

The hoarse and vicissitudes of the old man's voice sang obscure sacrificial eulogy.

Let people blend into the environment, in front of the ancient and empty statues of the gods, experience some kind of direct shock to the soul.

Everyone looked up at the statue, with firm faith and awe on their faces. Luolai hid on Sartu's shoulder and watched him clean his hands while the old priest chanted, and held the king's scepter.

"You stand on this land, and your hands soak the water of the mother river.

You are the son of Babylon, you are the king of Babylon.

You enjoy God-given rights, and you carry the weight of the world.

You were born in radiant light, and you walked the path of blood and battle.

You bring strength and victory to your people, you bring scars and glory to yourself...

Dear King of Babylon...

Hold your scepter now, and God will forgive your sins and fulfill your wishes..."

The old priest stepped back and made way to stand in front of the statue.

Amidst the music of the priests, Sartu climbed the steps, stood in front of the statue, turned around, turned his back to the statue and opened his lips to the crowd.

"I have been king for so long."

He said that the voice echoed in the temples of the gods, and the subjects of the lower heads looked up at him as if they were gods.

"I fight, I triumph."

"I have experienced blood, greed, and betrayal."

"But I won't stop going, I won't stop climbing!"

"I will stand on top of the world, and I will stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods!"

"Believe in me, follow me!"

"I will give you directions and give you the right to share the world!"

After speaking, he held up the scepter in his hand.

Sartu's voice did not tremble, he was very confident.

For some people, self-confidence comes from ignorance, so they are fearless.

And some people, self-confidence comes from being strong, so they have no fear.

The ministers below, whether they are confidantes such as Helikresha, or those who are in the middle, or those who have evil intentions, are all agitated by his words, and they clenched their fists with their right hands and hammered on their left shoulders, responding in unison:

"For you, for Babylon, I dedicate everything!!!"

The huge and neat voice kept echoing in the room, and the reverberation trembled.

Sartu smiled in satisfaction, his sharp pupils flickered with light.

And Luolai was numb on his shoulders and back, as if he and Saertu were condescending and overlooking all living beings, shared everything about him, and even had an urge to follow him desperately!

The little man the size of a palm looked sideways at the man's cheeks, his paws covering his chest, his fleshy cheeks gradually burned red, as if two pieces of cartoon blush were applied.

finished

to suffer,

Me, me, me, how come the more I look at the bastard master, the more handsome he is? !

Impossible impossible—

Rollie slapped her face!rant to yourself:

Wake up, myself!

You must not be nympho to him, your model is the monstrous difference between an aircraft carrier and a period on a Chinese document!

The sacrificial activity ended after Sartu walked down the stairs and picked up the Sword of the Worthy King again.

The Sword of the Worthy King was also engraved with the name of Sartu Ishnash III at this moment, and under the witness of everyone, it became the sword of this tyrant...

"I thought they were brave enough to assassinate this king and snatch the Xianwang sword at this time. It seems that this king is overthinking."

Sartu snorted as he led the crowd away from the pagoda and walked on the steps.

Silik, who was following behind him, was smiling, his fox eyes cocked.

"Yeah, I wasted my preparations for nothing."

Who knows how many soldiers with flashing swords are hidden in the invisible secret room in the seemingly empty pagoda?

As long as there is a change, they will rush out and surround the temple as soon as the king calls. Even the rebels can fly and cannot escape the palm of the king of Babylon.

"Let's prepare the banquet." Amber pupils were cold, "I don't have the energy to act with them."

After speaking, Sartu quickened his pace, his cloak fluttered, and the ornate ornaments jingled.

Sirik bowed respectfully to the fearless figure in front of him, and said:

"Obey, leave everything to the minister, my king."

On the way back to the palace, they were once again warmly welcomed by the Babylonian civilians, but this time Sartu did not respond, and harassed Rollei who was dodging him on his shoulders along the way.

The king's travel is usually very cumbersome, adding sacrifices and other matters, it happens to be in the evening when the banquet starts.

The palace of Babylon, where ministers were usually met and political affairs were handled openly, has now become an important venue for banquets.

The maid's footsteps were light and graceful, and the low tables were set up in order after a few back and forth.

On each table are golden fruit plates on tall feet, filled with fresh and plump grapes, apples, melons, pomegranates and figs, and mellow wine juices in silver bottles.

Due to geographical reasons, Babylon's agriculture was developed, and its planting and livestock breeding were very good.

So the food culture of Babylon is also very rich.

Stews, barbecues, flour to make all kinds of desserts, biscuits, bread... Even their bread is filled with jam.

At any food stall in ancient Babylon, you can buy yogurt with added sugar and great taste.

The Babylonians have known for a long time that eating yogurt can promote gastrointestinal digestion. Babylonians who love meat often eat yogurt to relieve the burden on certain positions, so that they will not blush when they go to the toilet.

Not to mention that it is also a favorite food for most women and children.

So a small bowl of cute white and tender jelly-like yogurt appeared on everyone's dining table,

whole head roast lamb,

A plate of Ipah bread that can be filled with meat, a plate of vegetables, a few small dishes of sauces, and simmered kid in ceramic earthen jars that the King of Babylon loved.

A small amount of garlic, onion, spices, fennel and karasu beans are added to the lamb. As soon as it is served, the strong stew aroma and the slight spicy sauce taste are simply mouth-watering. The warm heat It's like a sweet meal that my mother just made!

The fragrance is unique, not to mention extraordinarily warming, and it can effectively soothe the restless heart and the tiredness after a long day-after all, no one can live with delicious food, can they?

Seeing the hospitality of the other party, the faces of the countries who were dismounted by Sartu once eased their faces, and they sat behind their respective dining tables, laughing and talking.

After the guests entered the table, Sartu said a few words on the scene, and then emphasized: "This king has obtained such a treasure, and he has also obtained a monster bestowed by God, so he should share the joy of this king with you."

Therefore, in the hands of Sartu, Luolai once again enjoyed the similar scorching gazes of the previous ministers. It hugged Sartu's fingers stiffly for a moment before being taken back by Sartu.

"My king named it Jiao, and kept it by my side to raise."

The slap man with green horns and a tail received countless exclamations the moment he appeared in front of the public. Solad stared at it in a daze, and clutched the fabric of his robe tightly.

The envoys from all over the world couldn't help asking questions to the man on the throne after sighing in amazement.

"Since it's a monster, there must be something magical about it!"

"Does it have any power?"

"What will it do?"

"Please tell me—"

Little Luo Lai, who grabbed the spade heart on his little tail to relieve his tension, heard them overtake each other, shrank cowardly into Sartu's hand, thinking: I will get dizzy, the kind that faints in seconds, so forget it.

Sartu sat on the throne without answering. He lazily raised his hand and waved his fingers. Silic next to him immediately stood up and responded with a smile: "As a derivative monster of the holy sword, it naturally possesses very, very powerful power."

In order to describe, he deliberately used two 'very'

Little Luo Lai blushed from his praise.

I don't, I'm not!

In front of everyone's eyes, greed, envy, and curiosity flashed through, but Xilik said, "However, my king does not intend to announce this kind of magic."

The expressions of the envoys from various countries changed.

Isn't this just kidding us? !

To co-author is to find us from all over the world to show off!

Everyone was dissatisfied.

Before Xilik could speak, Sartu looked at them and sneered, "Why?"

"The Sword of the Worthy King is a legendary treasure. It is already a generous and selfless act of my king to share it with you. Don't you want to know more about the secret of the King Sword than me, the owner of the King Sword?"

Envoys from various countries: "..."

You are strong and you are reasonable.

The envoys from various countries closed their mouths angrily, they didn't want to provoke the lunatic on the throne.

Only Solad, he was looking directly at Sartu...or he was looking directly at the cute and cute little Raleigh who was held on his chest by the king of Babylon with the palm of his hand.

Someone in his mind yelled:

Look!

Look at everyone's envious eyes, look at that magical existence.

They should have been mine!be mine!

Sensing this offensive look, Sartu raised his chin in displeasure, and looked sideways, with disdain and raging chill in his sharp eagle eyes.

"Prince of Assyria, are you peeping at me like this because you are dissatisfied with my words?"

Sartu: You look at my pet like this, do you want to snatch it? (Slowly draws out the king sword)

Solad: ...Madan, you were the one who snatched it first! ! !

[Revisited Chapter [-], um, it’s the second grade, I’m ashamed to cover my face, and the recipes of Babylon refer to the mudstone description of the recipes in Hammurabi’s period in "The Visible World Babylon", um, the recipes are all With mudstone slabs, he is a foodie king. 】

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@古咕咕: Gu Gugu gave Trilobite x1 to "Wearing into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword". 】