Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Palace of Babylon, chamber.

The snow-white veil danced along the stone pillars with the wind, and the maid was kneeling by the wall, waiting to be summoned at any time, while the sturdy and solemn Babylonian warriors outside the palace gate held spears and wore iron armor, surrounded the meeting hall step by step, and would not let anyone Flies are put in to disturb their honorable masters.

Inside the hall.

The ministers standing with their heads bowed were arranged in an orderly manner according to their civil and military ranks.

According to the past, they were frightened by the power of the tyrant, and they must have wished to shrink their hands and feet and keep their mouths shut until it was their turn to obediently go forward and report to work.

But today is different.

When the first assistant, Sirik, announced that the sword of the virtuous king had turned into a monster and pledged his allegiance to the tyrant, the expressions of the ministers had been wandering back and forth in the dream of "you are fucking kidding me" and "didn't wake up today".

Minister: "Have you heard that the Xian Wang Sword is actually alive?"There are monsters, and there are monsters that a three-year-old would know don't exist, poof. '

Priest: '...just heard. '

Minister: "What's even more frightening is that the legendary holy sword has chosen a famous tyrant as its master. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahathisisthebestjoke I've ever heard this year just Sartu?"That's it?Return the virtuous king?Are Silik's brainless supporters finally crazy hahahahaha. '

Priest: '...Old man, this may be true. '

Minister: 'Gah? '

Priest: 'Look at the king's shoulder. '

They swished in unison at the man on the throne.

With black hair thrown back, and a few strands of hair draped over his forehead, the King of Babylon's right calf rests on his left knee. The sitting posture of the King of Babylon regards etiquette as nothing, and leans on the throne wantonly.

Because he was tired of those loose and gorgeous robes and crowns, he wore light gold armor even when he was discussing with the ministers every day.

At this time, the man propped his face on the armrest of the throne with one hand, and repeatedly stroked the sword of the virtuous king lying horizontally on his knee with the other. His full forehead, eyebrows and eyes were full of wildness and arrogance, and he looked down on everyone like a minister. Turned into a group of lambs grazing.

And his shoulders.

The little green thing with bigger farts separated the two jiojio, and sat on the man's shoulders with legs apart.

One foot stepped on Sartu's deep shoulder socket, and the other kicked on his back.

As Taoxin's tail swayed, her tender white feet, slightly bigger than rice grains, kicked happily.

As if no one was around happily and obsessively... grabbed their king's hair and braided it? ? ?

Luo Lai, who was obsessed with building a nest and could not extricate himself from it, noticed several scorching gazes coming towards him, and blinked his big eyes suspiciously to look back. As a result, he stared deathly at the ministers with protruding eyeballs.

Minister: ...

Priest: ...

What are you doing looking at me like that?

Could it be... the bad things I did were discovered so quickly? !

Little Luolai shrank his claws in fear, and hid the broken black hair behind his back.

It's also super quiet.

Not……

Me, I didn't do anything.

It breaks itself!

Really!

As soon as the timid chirping sound was heard, the air fell into dead silence for an instant, the hall could hear needles falling, and the already scorching sight became even hotter!It seems that the skin on Luolai's face is going to be cooked!

Luo Lai, who thought something bad was going on, was frightened, and quickly threw away the broken hair in his claws, clutching the heart of spades on the tip of his tail with both hands nervously, leaning his body against the man's neck.

"grumble……"

I will never pull again.

Me, I didn't mean to...

Rollei picks his tail uneasily.

I was afraid that I would be beaten because I broke a hair of the bastard king.

Luo Lai sneaked a guilty glance at the minister.

The ministers stared at it "fiendishly".

The air was dead, dead, dead still.

at last……

I no longer dare to wag my tail, or braid my braids.

Luo Lai, who was already afraid of people, couldn't hold back his mouth, and couldn't help crying out loud!Fuck the shit, hugged Sartu's neck with both hands and complained.

Fuck the bastard king, they are so fierce QAQ

And as soon as it moved, it was like a drop of water pouring into a frying pan.

There was an uproar under the throne!

The ministers exclaimed in what they thought was a very low voice:

"Damn it, you're alive!"

"It's really a monster, shit, shit, shit, it's really!!!"

"It will bark!"

"Is it still puffing?"

"It really looks like a human!"

"Its head is so green!"

"Really green!"

Luo Lai: QAQ wow - they still scold me! !

Sartu, who had relieved his headache, rarely had to exhaust all his strength to endure, relax and wander.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, I heard the little thing who was humming and playing happily (which made him feel very interesting) trembling by himself.

He immediately frowned, his long eyebrows were sharp, and his lazy posture was swept away.

With just one glance, Sartu guessed why the little thing was afraid.

Sweeping at the crowd in displeasure, and shrunk his head in horror from the excited minister, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little thing that was leaning against his neck tightly before his eyes.

The amber eyes and the emerald green peas looked at each other closely.

It was as if a bean sprout full of life had fallen into the chaotic world that was blowing a bloody storm.

At this time, Xiaodou Sprout was about to burst into tears.

Timid, weak, bullying, useless!

The irritable Wang thought so, and his little finger controlled his strength to gently wipe away Luolai's tears.

"What are you afraid of? Your master is the king of Babylon!"

But they are so fierce.

"Hey, I'm more fierce."

Uh,

Oh too...

Hearing that little Luo Lai raised his head and looked at Sartu's face all the time expressing "this king is the fiercest in the audience, his temper is extremely violent, if you mess with me, you will die".

Tilting his head in doubt.

The name Fei Mingming is also fierce.

But why isn't he afraid of being famous?

It must be because the ferocious man is very careful every time he grabs himself, and his mouth is impatient, but he is actually very tolerant of it...

Well, this guy is not bad.

Luo Lai stared at him for a long time, his cheeks turned red little by little.

The thin tail circled Sartu's fingers, and he rubbed his cheeks together.

Alright, let’s call it the useless bastard king... I will reluctantly admit you!

From now on, you will be the master of the bastard that I am covering, and I will protect you too!

It clenched its small fists and secretly made up its mind.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Xilik, who usually quarreled with the ministers, looked at them with a smile and was so shocked that his old face was shaking, his mouth was calm, and his heart was very dark.

These immortals, one by one, harbored evil intentions. On the surface, the king who was loyal to them was enjoying the glory and grace given to them by the king, but in fact they secretly conspired to denounce their master as a tyrant...

After the Sword of the Worthy King, that is, Luo Lai, appeared, Sirik knew that this was an opportunity.

This is a good opportunity for their king's reputation to increase!

Xilic looked at them and smiled like a cunning fox, speaking ironically.

For a while, a mere monster, and for a while, a mere legendary holy sword.

And the ministers' faces turned blue, so they didn't curse out the phrase 'you fart'.

District?

That is a living monster!

It's a miracle!

It’s like you are queuing at a small stall to buy toast, and when you turn around and see the goddess Su Mei and Egyptian Anubis holding hands and singing songs, it’s shocking to be standing behind your buttocks in line, okay? ! !

If this monster still has magical powers, wouldn't their Babylon...

The ministers who were overthinking all gasped in unison.

I couldn't help but secretly looked at the king and the little monster on the throne, whispering and making gestures while buzzing, so excited that I couldn't control myself.

Seeing this scene, Xilic, who knew he had achieved his goal, nodded in satisfaction, and said quietly:

"Everyone knows the legend and origin of the Sword of the Wise King. Since the Sword of the Wise King has chosen the king, it means that my king, Sartu Ishnash III, is the real chosen one!

This event will soon be held by the king himself to announce to the whole world, the choice of the holy sword, the prosperity of Babylon, and the bravery and virtuousness of the king will be spread throughout every inch of the land, inviting all nations to celebrate.

... I hope that the unfavorable rumors about my king will be dispelled. After all, this is God's will. "

At the end, Sirik lowered his voice, his slender eyes were sharp, and he swept across the few people who were about to move.

Some ministers beamed with joy after hearing the words of Assistant Officer Sirik.

After all, the legendary sword recognizes its master, and the mythical monster obeys the King of Babylon, which can be said to be a very symbolic and great thing.

Babylon's prestige will definitely be further enhanced by this!

Therefore, even the ministers who once disapproved of Sartu can suppress their views on the tyrant for the sake of Babylon's prosperity and look forward to it again.

And for those ministers and priests who strongly opposed Sartu, the recognition of the holy sword is really bad news.

The priest standing on the first step under the throne and holding a staff quickly exchanged glances with some of the ministers.

There is a calculation in mind.

The priest suddenly spoke, interrupting the heated discussion.

Then the middle-aged male high priest had a gentle attitude and saluted the man on the throne who was teasing the little monster.

"Allow me to comment."

Oh open?

I'm coming……

After seeing clearly who was speaking, the ministers were silent, and then looked at each other with a wink, restrained expressions, and pricked up their ears.

Only Xilik and other supporters of Sartu lost their faces.

Sirik narrowed his eyes: "Principal Ulis, the king has already made up his mind, what else do you have to say?"

"It's about the sword of the virtuous king turning into a monster. Ulis has doubts." Ulis laughed: "King, although Ulis prays every day for you to become an immortal king and let the glory of the goddess fill your only tent, but , Ulis is really worried about the origin of this monster. If it is a conspiracy of rebels, then Ulis, as your great priest, is really to blame. So I think that in determining whether the monster really comes from the Sword of the Worthy King It is really inappropriate to tell the world."

Perhaps because he was used to singing scriptures, the great priest always spoke in a cadence, frowning to express his sorrow exaggeratedly.

It's just that when a pair of eyebrows and eyes passed by Luo Lai, the looming coldness made Luo Lai want to blow his hair.

The poisonous snake that devours the Lord!

Hillik glared at him coldly.

But the great priest Ulis fought back not to be outdone.

Sly fox!

Want to pull the banner of the gods?

Have you asked their priests yet?

Without the consent of their priests, even if you are a true god, you will turn into a false god for me!

Sartu, who was rubbing the little monster brand 'Hamster Cake', squinted his eyes when he heard this, and looked down at the face of the great priest.

"Oh? Ulis, tell me, what should the king do?"

Ulis was overjoyed, and immediately said: "How about...give it to the priests and priests, Ulis swears to the goddess that he will find out the truth!"

Sartu hummed lightly.

Luo Lai, who was flattened in the palm of Sartu's palm, had his double chin rubbed out, his face changed drastically when he heard this, and he quickly hugged Sartu's fingers.

"Pu Chi Pu Chi!!!"

I don't want to go with him!

You are not allowed to promise him that he has a bad name!

I don't know if it's because of some strange attributes that can detect whether the enemy is good or bad after becoming the Xianwang Sword, Luo Lai felt that this guy with a gentle temperament was scary at a glance!

The last day of the college entrance examination is almost over

Good luck to everyone!

In addition, congratulations to little Luo Lai for unlocking the sixth sense of the Xianwang Sword, and the cowardly as a hamster, fast braiding skills (our baby's IQ seems to be disappearing quickly...)

Congratulations to Sartu for winning the titles of Named Wasted Bastard King, Named Wasted Master, and wearing a little monster card that can drop.

@烧烤: The barbecue is given to the trilobite x1 in "Wearing the Sword of the Tyrant of Babylon".

@小仙子: Little Fairy gave a Cambrian Fuxian to "The Sword of the Tyrant of Babylon"

@林茶颜蛋霜素: Matcha Lemon Egg Yolk Pie is given to Trilobite x1 in "Wearing into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword".

@momo:momo gave a Cambrian Fuxian to "The Sword of the Tyrant of Babylon",]