Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Shasudia Street.

It's still the underground lair.

The mysterious man looked intently at the large earthen jar standing quietly among the spells on the long table, and said in a leisurely and light voice, "Is he really crazy?"

The ordinary-looking, featureless man half-kneeled on the ground, and after hearing the words, he affirmed: "It is indeed crazy."

"The assassin we planted in the palace said that when you activated the witchcraft, there was an anomaly in the palace chamber. Then the palace was sealed off, and the two assistants, Lesha and other confidants entered the palace one after another. In less than a moment, the assistant of the king of Babylon The official left the palace and went to the temple to the old priest, leaving Lesha and the others to guard the bedroom."

"The next morning, the King of Babylon not only smashed the palace, but also agreed to Miss Akrita's audience. With the help of medicine, since then, Miss Akletta has been frequently summoned by the King of Babylon according to our plan, and she has received numerous rewards. The Mad King's most trusted person..."

After the man finished speaking, he said excitedly: "My lord, it seems that our strategy will be realized soon!"

The mysterious man nodded: "That's right, everything is going according to plan, what about Prince Assyria? Isn't he thinking about the King Xian sword?"

Man: "Our person in charge of keeping an eye on Prince Assyria said that Prince Assyria has sent a letter to Miss Akrita asking her to help him steal the Sword of the Wise King, but..."

The mysterious man turned to look at his subordinates, "But what?"

The man frowned: "But Miss Akrita didn't succeed, even the crazy king of Babylon carried the sword of the wise king with him, so the prince of Assyria urged him even more urgently, and the two had a quarrel.

The prince of Assyria thinks that Miss Akrita is not paying attention, and Miss Akrita, who has gradually gained the trust of the King of Babylon, is tired of the oppression of the prince of Assyria, and their covenant may soon be broken. "

"Yeah." The mysterious man sneered, and said sarcastically: "I have already expected that the two pigs can only see their own interests, and they can't achieve great things!"

"Yes, you are right."

The subordinates of the mysterious man immediately agreed.

"But—" After expressing his disdain, the mysterious man changed his subject, "It's not time for them to break up and be exposed. You go and let the assassin in the palace secretly help Ekorita get the sword, don't let these two trash Delay our business."

"Master... But are we really going to hand over the Sword of the Wise King? The King of Babylon won't let go of it like this. Maybe there is something magical about the Sword of the Wise King and that monster."

"Of course we won't let it."

"Uh...you mean...?"

The mysterious man stroked the smooth round belly of the crock, with a sinister smile on his face:

"When the prince of Assyria gets the sword of the wise king and returns to Assyria, you will hire bandits to kill him in the chaotic area on the border between the two countries, and then give me the sword of the wise king back."

The man was startled, and heard his master's voice say quietly:

"A group of useless wastes dare to dream of getting benefits in my hands? Hehe... wishful thinking!"

"When I take control of Babylon, I want the throne of Babylon. I want the Sword of the Worthy King!"

"As for the magic of that little monster - in the future, I will personally research it little by little!"

The man, who was afraid of his master's cruelty, bowed his head, trembling with fear.

Akrita's recent days have been smooth and happy.

First, the king of Babylon finally lost his mind and treated her like a dog.

Later, her status in the royal palace became higher and higher, and the jewelry rewards she received were generally inexhaustible.

Even the place where she lives has become bigger and more comfortable, with dozens of maids surrounding her alone.

She can do whatever she wants!

Punish whoever you want!

With the support of the King of Babylon, she can even scold those superior assistants and ministers and nobles with a cold face!

What are rights?

Akrita wears clothes made of precious fabrics that only the queen can enjoy, wears countless precious gems and jewelry, eats delicious food and wine that are as expensive as gold, and lives a life of luxury that ordinary people can't even imagine in this lifetime. : This is fucking right!

Compared with the days when she had to nod and bow to the small stewards of the rich merchants, Akrita feels like she is living in heaven now!Live in paradise!

Just a little dissatisfied.

That is, the mad king is always willing to answer her every request and dote on her tightly, but he still refuses to bestow the virtuous king sword on himself.

For this reason, Ekrita has quarreled countless times with Prince Solad of Assyria.

With her current status in the palace, Akrita gradually became disgusted with Solad who talked to her arrogantly, and was annoyed by his urging her.

If it wasn't for him to rely on him for the follow-up medicine, Akrita would have kicked him away long ago.

And that damned little monster, she'll kill it sooner or later!

Akrita, who was in a trance, covered her scalp in pain, twisted her face, turned around and slapped the maid who was combing her hair.

"You want to drag me to death!"

The maid tremblingly covered her face and knelt down, begging: "Please forgive me, please."

After her, the other maids also fell to their knees, trembling endlessly.

Ekrita was upset, and she still needed to maintain a gentle personality for the time being, so she snorted coldly: "Forget it, I'm a kind person, I won't kill you. You guys lock her up for me." Go hungry for three days."

The smiling young female officer called the guards to drag the crying maid down, reminding:

"Master, the guard just said that the king wants to see you again."

"See you again? All right, I see."

Akrita had some resistance in her heart to see the frightening man after going mad, but she had to.

She pursed her lips and walked towards the bedroom with a gorgeous body of jewelry, followed by countless maids and guards.

Wherever she went, the palace people would bend down and bow their heads to avoid her, and the personal guards who had given her a face did not dare to stop her now, and stepped aside immediately when they saw her arrive.

This greatly satisfied the vanity of Aikelita.

She swaggered into the king's bedroom, as if she regarded herself as the master here.

However, when the man inside looked over, Ekorita's smile froze, subconsciously restrained her arrogant posture, and walked over with a smile on her face.

Just like the previous few days, the crazy Sartu didn't do anything to her, but asked her to sit by the bed for a while, while he fell asleep on the bed.

Akrita knew that the mad king who had a headache could not sleep, so instead of doubting it, she was relieved and sat on the edge of the bed boredly, looking at the man on the bed.

The more she looked at it, the more Akrita felt that the King of Babylon had a good face.

She has been mixed from the bottom for so long, and she has seen countless little people, big people and nobles, but this is the first time she has seen such a tall and fit man, with a handsome and sharp face, and an even more imposing man.

It's a pity that such a good man is crazy.

Ekrita reached out to touch Sartu's face, and suddenly a little green figure popped out from an unknown corner of the bed, "Puchi!" Akleta was startled, and suddenly withdrew her hand.

When she saw clearly what that little thing was, Akrita couldn't hold back her anger.

"you again?!"

With green horns on his head, Taoxin is so angry that he flicks his tail back and forth vigorously. The cute little monster with claws and claws akimbo stands on the forehead of the sleeping mad king, staring fiercely at the emerald green peas. The woman screamed loudly.

what?

it is me!

You old pervert who wants to take over the bastard's master!

Rollei hummed, not at all afraid of Akrita's ugly face.

And its white lions also jumped up from the foot of the bed. The young beasts bared their claws and claws at the woman, with a terrible growl rolling from their throats.

Ekorita twisted her face angrily and dared not reach out.

"You bloody-"

"Roar--"

"Ouch-"

The pupils of the two lions and beasts flickered coldly, and they bent down and took a sudden step forward!Horrified Akrita screamed and nearly rolled out of bed.

She clutched her heaving chest and scolded the indifferent old Latas lady in the corner.

"Are you blind? Let this kind of thing go to the king's bed!"

The old lady Latas said respectfully and stiffly: "The king once had an order that Lord Jiao enjoys the treatment of a prince and a princess. Naturally, we servants cannot drive away Lord Jiao. And, the sword of the virtuous king is the body of Lord Jiao, and Lord Jiao I can't leave too far away, and the king won't let Xian Wangjian and Master Jiao leave, so—"

"Alright, alright!"

Akrita was reprimanded by the assistant officer for wanting to kill this little monster before. She was so sick that she pointed at the lion on the bed.

"What about the two beasts?"

"These two lions, named Damili and Xiaomili, are the pets of Lord Jiao. Lord Jiao doesn't let us touch them, because Lord Jiao enjoys xxxx, so xxx is also xxxx."

"What a bad name..."

Akrita listened to the old woman give her perfunctory tongue twisters, and the veins on her forehead twitched.

She shouted: "Can you say something practical!!"

The old female officer Latas replied quickly this time: "You can't take it away. You can't drive it away. Just bear with it."

Damn Dogecoin!

Not daring to do it herself, and these palace people didn't listen to her, Aikelita could only bear with it, feeling extremely resentful in her heart.

Thinking of something, she pulled the corners of her lips and lowered her voice, and sneered at the villain on the bed: "You can be proud, I will catch you and throw you into the rats after waiting for two days?"

"Do you know what it feels like to have your limbs gnawed off by a mouse? Hehe, offend me, I will make your life worse than death!"

"Puff, puff~"

Grandma Lailai was chilled by the malice in her smile, and was about to ask the lion to protect her when Sartu, who seemed to be sleeping on the bed, suddenly moved.

Ekrita felt guilty and frightened, she closed her mouth tightly and sweated, and carefully observed whether the man on the bed woke up and heard her words.

"Pfft~"

That cowardly look made Luo Lai cover his mouth with his paws and laugh.

Before Akrita found any clues, the female officer belonging to Akrita outside the door begged to see her. The two whispered a few words, and Luo Lai saw Akleta get up and leave in a hurry.

Hey?

Can't you expose it?

While the woman was going out, Luo Lai touched Sartu's lips with a jiojio the size of a rice grain, and his plump lips pursed immediately, pinching a certain Lai's jiojio.

On the surface, Sartu was still sleeping soundly, and he couldn't tell at all that he was an old dog and thief in the actor world.

Seeing this, Luo Lai smirked badly, the narrow-minded Nai Lai Lai still remembered how they, the Royal Film Kings, frightened him yesterday!

As the saying goes, it is not a gentleman not to avenge a grudge.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

Cough cough, although it will not kill Sartu, but——

Hey hey hey hey——

Nai Tuan Tuan let out a series of obscene laughter, and ran to the other side of the bed.

It struggled to push the quilt away with its horns, and dragged its little bird's nest over.

And then... Nai Lailai stared at the hairy hair on Sartu's legs, showing a devilish smile.

Then, the little devil stretched out his claws and grabbed two weak, innocent and pitiful leg hairs.

Milk Lailai: 0W0

Dairy Lailai: Sine.

Profound meaning!

Leg hair plucked to make a nest! ! !

Sartu who pretended to be sleeping: How dare you bully this king's magic pet, you lowly woman!

Sartu pretending to be asleep: Why is Jiao smiling?It doesn't seem to be frightened, as the king's magic pet, naturally... hiss! ! !

Luo Lai: Pull out the light~ Pull out the light, pull out all the leg hair~ Add bricks and tiles to my cute little bird's nest~~

【Nishi, it is the Japanese homophonic meaning die, go die, Two-dimensional should understand it】

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