Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

In the man's dream, Luo Lai was held down and licked repeatedly, until he cried to his father and mother, but was picked up by the little prince who was a generation younger than him and brought him home.

Originally, Luo Lai felt that he was quite a big person, and it was a bit cheeky to eat and drink with others after smashing his nosebleeds, but he couldn't stand the warm hospitality of other young boys.

"Are you going somewhere?"

The victim, the little prince, had a naive expression on his face, holding Luolai's sleeves tightly with both hands, and blinking his big eyes with his head raised.

"This is not..."

Rollei scratched his face in embarrassment.

To be honest, he didn't even know where he could go after leaving Sartu, and whether he could support himself in the future.

And now he has an adult body inexplicably, it seems that he can't sneak out of the palace so easily.

"So!" The little prince shook his sleeves happily, "You come to my house as a guest, my servant will cook a lot of delicious food!"

Luo Lai, who had been eating dry bread all day, was moved instantly: "Really?"

The little prince nodded frantically: "Really, really."

Luo Lei: "Then... well..."

The little prince Ailan immediately burst into a smile, put his hand into Luolai's palm, and walked back bouncing around, like a big rabbit stalking a carrot.

The clever Alan didn't forget to avoid the passing maids and patrolling guards.

He knew that monsters belonged to the king of Babylon, and he also knew that keeping and hiding monsters in his own identity might cause bad influence.

But there is no way, who made his wife like it!

There is only one thought left in Alan's mind, which is to hide, hide it!

"Let's hide from the Babylonian soldiers."

Alan winked at Luolai innocently, and Luolai had the same intention, and quickly nodded in cooperation, and the two of them sneaked all the way back to the side hall where the Assyrian envoy lived.

On the outskirts of the complex and huge Babylonian Palace, a circle of side halls with a separate courtyard pattern was built, all of which were prepared to be diplomatic areas for envoys from various countries to live in.

Luo Lai followed the child around for a long time, and finally stopped not far from the entrance of a side hall.

In the distance, a young male servant stood at the entrance of the hall nervously circling back and forth, seeing them rushing over excitedly.

Luo Lai quickly hid in the corner of the wall.

And the other party also noticed with sharp eyes that there was a stranger behind his master, he paused, and then ran over even more anxiously, with his hands clasped tightly on his waist knife.

Luo Lai was taken aback when he found out that the other party was approaching menacingly. He began to hesitate whether it was right for him to come here for a meal. He was unfamiliar with the place, so what if the little boy was a country that was at odds with Babylon?

The little prince comforted Luolai: "Don't be afraid, that's my personal servant."

"Or I'd better go..."

"Don't go!"

"Don't worry, I know you must have sneaked out to play like I used to. My servants are only loyal to me except my mother. I won't let him tell my brother!"

The little prince was in a hurry, grabbed Luolai's hand and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Don't go... please..."

Luo Lai was most at a loss for the child's tears, and scratched his eyebrows with his index finger in confusion. After such a hesitation, the other party had already come in front of them.

"Prince Elan!"

"Rabbi."

"Why did you leave the maid again and go out alone? Do you know how dangerous that is?!"

"Hey hey hey."

"Are you still laughing?! Prince, how many times have I told you not to run around, and I will prepare dinner for you, but you slipped away! Do you know that shortly after you left, the King of Babylon suddenly ordered someone to search the palace, saying that Babylon Wang seemed to have lost something important and was furious.

Assyria's relationship with Babylon is on the cusp, can you let me worry less?ah!And you have brought back a man--oh my Ashur--what if this man is the thief who stole the treasures of the King of Babylon! "

The rabbi felt like he was going to be bald at an early age to worry about.

With a tiger face, he quickly checked whether his master's young and noble body was injured, and then protected the little master who was blocking him to his back, and looked around the corner vigilantly:

"Hmph, people behind the wall, I advise you not to hide or dare to make small moves, honestly let me search, otherwise I will not be polite."

The little prince panicked and shouted: "Rabbi, don't hurt him!"

"Don't stop me." The rabbi ignored the innocent little prince of his family and took a big stride, and stepped in front of the person hiding in the corner, saying non-stop: "Sneaky, this person doesn't look like that at first sight." good…………"

Not finished.

He and the 'thief' on the other side of the wall came face to face at once.

Then the "person" that the rabbi didn't have time to say got stuck in his throat and squeezed into a chicken crow.

The young face contorted for a moment, the pupils constricted into needles, and he stared dumbfounded at the man in front of him.

To be precise, the other party was a handsome 'humanoid' male of eighteen or nineteen years old who had just progressed from a boy to a young man, a mix of youth and maturity.

If he didn't have a blue horn on his left forehead, green hair that reaches his legs, a big tail with a heart of spades dangling under his robe, and a faint light that seemed to cover his whole body——

The valet rabbi might still consider him a human being.

But obviously, this one is not.

Rabbi: "..."

Luo Lai stretched out his claws and smiled dryly: "Hi..."

Rabbi: What the hell am I#%@*&Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Seeing the valet terrified enough, the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

The little prince quickly grabbed him and put a finger to his lips.

"Shh-"

"Rabbi, it's not a bad guy, he's the companion monster in the Sword of the Worthy King, hehe, he's become my friend now, how is it, amazing~!"

Great.

Old and powerful.

Dazedly, the rabbi swept across the awkward and gentle humanoid monster with an awkward smile, and then his little master's expression as if asking for credit and praise, and wiped his face heavily.

He seems to...know what the king of Babylon lost...

Grass.

They won't be torn to pieces by the angry king of Babylon, will they? ? ?

"Have you found the corner yet?"

The majestic and proud human god sat naked on the chair brought by the maid, with his legs open generously, and countless transparent beads of sweat slipped from his light honey-colored body where every trace of muscle grew on the human beauty.

He bent down, propping his head with one hand and resting his arms on his knees. He couldn't see his expression clearly, only his plump lips were pursed into a straight line and tense.

The wet black hair was dripping with water, and it came out from between the fingers of his wide palm. The extremely aggressive male hormones mixed with the salty sweat smell were enough to make any woman blush and heartbeat.

But he looked so bad.

The gloomy air enveloped him, as if casting a shadow on this human king. Only the ruby ​​on the gold earring on his left ear was still shining, becoming the only light source that adorned this man like a god of war.

"No, but soon, king."

The first adjutant Sirik knelt in front of him, his upturned fox eyes glanced at the bed behind the king that was almost printed with cold sweat, his worry was self-evident.

As an assistant officer, Sirik is in charge of the big and small affairs of the palace, managing the palace guards and the palace army.

It can be said that even if there is one more bird or beast in the palace, it will pass through his eyes. No matter how remote the palace is, Xilike knows all about it.

The moment his noble lord of Babylon ordered him to search, Sirik had tried his best to disperse all his hands to any hidden corner of the palace.

It was not difficult for Sirik to search for that monster as long as it was still in the palace.

He only worries about the master he is loyal to.

The true pillar of Babylon.

Seeing the king who fell into pain again and even had to lie down on the king's couch for a short rest, Xilike's eyes were red and his voice trembled: "Your headache..."

Sartu raised his hand: "It doesn't matter."

Xilik opened his mouth, feeling resentful in his heart: "It seems that the monster of the Xianwangjian is not loyal enough to the city, and it will give up its master and run away! The minister immediately ordered the high priest to study how to restrain the Xianwangjian. For your use, it should be—"

His voice was horribly hoarse from suppressed mania.

Xilik paused, and immediately responded: "The minister is here, king."

And Sartu didn't look up, just said this sentence and then fell silent. Just when Xilic couldn't help but look up at his master's expression, Sartu restrained his voice very low: "The hounds brought by the guards who searched... ..."

Sirik didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Sartu: "The hounds brought by the personal guards who were searched...all wore muzzles."

Saltu: "Don't let them bite the horns."

Sartu: "Do you know?"

Sirik: "...Yes, I understand."

The smiling assistant officer respectfully accepted the order, and exited the king's bedroom with a normal expression, but the moment he walked out of the palace, he opened his eyes, and the eyes raised like a fox were terribly cold in the night.

The usual sly smile is calm, the drooping palms are slowly clenched into fists, and the veins are stretched!

A mere monster——

It's just a monster! !

How dare he let his master show such a soft side!

How dare he betray the trust of his master!

How dare you let that fearless king have a weakness!

Sure enough...he knew that this monster that suddenly appeared was not a lucky thing God bestowed on his master!

He closed his eyes and gasped for breath a few times. The angry Sirik, who was and is now a fanatical follower of Sartu, tensed his cheek muscles tightly, biting his teeth, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were sharp and terrifying, and his body was full of cold Stride into the night.

Wang has no weaknesses.

The king humiliated his ministers to death.

——The stubborn speech of a certain Wang Chuan assistant officer who was about to be beaten by their king.

[As mentioned earlier, Sartu has a large number of fanatical followers among young generals and young talented people, and Xilik is one of them, and he is also a big fan who takes the lead]

[Tomorrow, I will let the lion master and the escaped Nai Lailai meet, I guess Sartu will be entangled to death, the cub suddenly grows up or something... But Nai Lailai's adult status is not always maintained, this Mr. Tell everyone, the big lion overwhelms Nai Lai Lai and snores, asks to change into a human being, stabs his face with a beard, attacks and acts like a spoiled child... Hee hee, I really didn’t think about it (top the pot cover)]

[Entered v, added two more chapters, both of which are nearly [-], hehe, can you give me a free recommendation ticket, monthly pass and collection for the sake of adding more?You can whip the stupid author for double updates~]

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@Papaya Eggs: Papaya eggs are given to Trilobite x1 in "Wearing the Sword of a Babylonian Tyrant". 】