Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Three days have passed since the curse event.

Before everyone had time to take a breath, they entered into the more chaotic vortex with fear.

As the king at the center of the vortex, Sartu has been extremely busy recently, and even stayed overnight in the conference hall to handle government affairs overnight.

Although the curse incident was resolved swiftly, it represented the bad behavior of the court ministers colluding with other countries, and it also represented the rebellion and dissatisfaction of the court ministers with the king.

These three days were not easy for the political center of Babylon or for the ministers of the ruling and opposition parties.

Because they will usher in the biggest wrath after the young Babylonian king came to power, and the purge of bloody rivers!

With the thorough investigation to the bottom, the results of the investigation were sent to the council hall one by one. The assistant officials and ministers enjoyed two bloody curses almost every day, countless cases of kicking over the table, and The terror and coercion of the king of Babylon is refreshing.

It's not human to work day and night under the boss's anger like this!

Not to mention those old ministers who were stunned by Wang kicking the table.

Even the two adjutants, who were full of energy, were exhausted, their eyes were blue, and they all had a sense of resentment and hatred like a wives.

The attendants in the palace also experienced a wave of purges.

The maids and servants wished they could shrink into quails and hide their breathing!

The trembling and jittery atmosphere spread throughout the entire Babylonian royal city...

No matter the ministers, nobles, or priests, they all behave with their tails between their legs, and stay behind closed doors as long as they can. In their dreams, they worry about the head on their necks.

The well-informed residents in the royal city also noticed this abnormality. The bustling scenes on the streets decreased, and the passing merchants became more cautious in their words and deeds, and tried not to stay too long if they could.

Another day later.

Dozens of corpses with severed limbs and blinded eyes were dragged to the execution place in the royal city by the officers and soldiers along the street, receiving countless horrified looks and screams, where they were hung on wooden stakes and exposed to the sun.

The bloody and cruel punishment attracted people to gather far away and discuss in low voices.

After the executive officer read the crimes of the corpse owner aloud, everyone knew that the priests and ministers had colluded with Assyria and rebelled against Babylon.

The agitated Babylonians cursed at the corpses, their frightened expressions turned into anger, and some even passed the news to the tavern, discussing whether their king would go to war with Assyria.

The Assyrian businessman who got the news packed up his things that day and returned to Assyria as if fleeing.

There are countless sounds of vigorous battles outside the palace, and when the situation is tense, the atmosphere inside the palace is especially worse.

That's really getting into some sort of urgency where you have to step on your feet!

There are always exceptions.

For example, if there is a Lai, it does not know that it is nervous or afraid.

Because no one told it about the political affairs in the court, it thought that it was thrown alone in the king's bedroom because the bastard master didn't care about it anymore and raised other dogs outside.

The sad little green dumpling pawed at the little nest, with its chin resting between its two paws, and sighed towards the wide and empty king's couch.

I am not happy.

I haven't had a meal with my stupid master for three days.

I haven't slept with my stupid master for three days!

Nai Lailai sadly bit the heart of spades on the tip of her tail, her face rounded twice in anger, and she clenched her fists and slammed the side of the nest hard.

Hmph, damn it!

Stupid Sartu, scumbag Sartu!

The curse is gone, the headache is gone, and you will never take me with you again.

Obviously, they used to go to court to eat, sleep, and even take a bath together!

What is this called?

This is called dick pulling. Ruthless!

This is called unloading the mill and killing the donkey!

This is, this is called... um...

Nai Lailai, who had no words to say, pondered for a long time, and finally turned over and grunted into the bird's nest in frustration, and poked the nest twice with the corner of her forehead in resentment.

After poking the bird's nest, Luolai stood up in a better mood, whining twice, and called the two white lions sleeping under the bed to come up.

The two sub-adult white lions lying under the bed, who were about to fall asleep, immediately raised their ears, opened their golden eyes, stood up and shook their hair, with a lazy growl rolling in their throats, and jumped onto the king's ground in response to the call of 'little brother'. couch.

The big cats were elegant and full of strength. They walked around Luolai's bird's nest twice before choosing the position and angle they liked, and lay down with a bang.

Shaking its thick tail, its two big heads rest on the side of the bird's nest, snorting and snorting intimately at the little man in the bird's nest...

Looking at their snow-white fur and golden pupils, as well as their tight lines and domineering and elegant posture when walking, Luolai immediately thought of Sartu.

The current appearance of Saertu is really like the anthropomorphism of the giant white lion!

Strong and handsome!

When the back exerts force, the muscles push up the skin, and the arc stretched out is hard and beautiful.

— that's great~

Satisfied, Luo Lai stretched out his paws and hugged the big lion's mouth. The powerful aura from the race made it extremely at ease.

— as if Saltu was with me!

The golden animal eyes looked at the villain tenderly, and the white lion indulged the 'little brother''s coquettishness, half-closed its eyes, and slowed down its tail wagging.

They can squint to sleep, but Luo Lai can't sleep.

It muttered and hugged the big lion's mouth, muttering why Sartu ignored him and didn't take him out to play, and obviously said softly before: "Okay, it's all yours."

The results of it?

Grass, co-authored loneliness and beds are all labor-owned!

The colorful world is his!

'Could it be... because I'm too good...? '

Little Raleigh thought about it, and there was only one reason.

After all, as a king's saber, it was dizzy with blood!

If this were to be put on the battlefield, it would be such a disadvantage. No one wanted to lose because of such a weird reason as the sword in his hand made him dizzy at the critical moment when he was clearly able to win.

So without the ability to heal headaches, it's useless against Sartu.

Thinking of this, the little man with green hair unexpectedly quieted down.

After a while, it smacked its mouth, and for the first time in its life, it had the thought of 'how about I cure myself of blood dizziness'.

It hadn't thought about this since Luo Lai's blood-sick last life.

It takes courage to overcome your fears.

Just like people with claustrophobia will not lock themselves in a small dark room in order to desensitize, people with needle fainting will not point sharp objects at themselves.

If there is one thing to be really afraid of, it is the double torture of physical and psychological.

The kind that gives goosebumps just thinking about it.

Rollei was scared.

It knows that it can't do it, and I'm afraid it will be futile in the end, so it never tries.

But this time...

Nai Lailai clenches her fist: In order to be with the person I like, I have to fight!

We men can't lose!

Duck———!

Because there is no blood to desensitize myself, and I dare not draw wounds on myself and others, so the emerald green peas spun around twice, staring at the one that Sartu occasionally uses on parchments when he is working. red paint...

Just you!

I'm getting fat

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