Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Luo Lai never thought that happiness would come so suddenly.

A second ago, it was still guilty that it had misunderstood Sartu, and shrank its paws and feet listlessly, trying to pretend that the hamster ball lay flat in the palm of someone's hand and let others 'ravage'.

Returning to the small meeting hall in the next second, Sartu, who summoned the assistant officer and other confidantes to deal with political affairs, raised the whole little figure with his clothes in front of his eyes, stared at it and frowned and asked:

"sick?"

"hungry?"

"Or do you want to shit?"

Before Luo Lai, who was full of little question marks, answered, Sartu held it up to Xilik and other confidants to see, his handsome face was serious: "Why is it suddenly listless, just now it was so energetic and coquettish, Xilik, have you learned it?" Medical skills, come and have a look."

Sirik was startled: "How could that be?!"

Is Xian Wangjian's monster sick?

This will not work!

It was the critical moment, how could such a mistake occur!

Hearing this, Sirik also had a worried look on his face, he nodded immediately, and walked into the highest throne to have a closer look.

Since Sartu didn't have too much restraint on his confidants in private, the other confidants also moved forward cautiously, watching this magical little thing in amazement.

"It's true... its tail is hanging down. I have raised hounds, and their tails are always curled, and they will wag very fast when they are happy."

"Yeah, look, the monster is pulling its hands and feet together, and it didn't struggle when it was carried by the king like this."

"The horns on its head are so cute...cough! No, I mean it's too weak! It doesn't hurt at all!"

"Come on, Lesha, who doesn't know that our mighty general sleeps like a little girl with his cat and dog in his arms every night, and doesn't even let his wife into the bed!"

"I didn't—"

"You didn't, why are you blushing?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Most of these confidantes are military generals, and they have no scruples in teasing people, and the tanned Le Sha said that his skin was a little red.

Listening to their chatter and jokes, Sartu, the king, did not scold them.

He held Luo Lai in one hand, and stretched out a finger in the other hand to rub Luo Lai's head. After being poked by Luo Lai, he fell backwards, his fingers stiffened, and he clicked his tongue impatiently, but then slowed down.

The king of Babylon calls out to the little man in his hand with his subwoofer voice.

Knowing that Sartu might have misunderstood him, although he was a little scared to be looked at by so many 'giants', Sartu's actions also made Luo Lai feel hot.

It obviously misunderstood Sartu before and beat him, but now the other party is worried because of his downcast!

Ma Dan... I never thought that in this life, he would experience the warmth from a stranger from this tyrant more than 3000 years ago!

Gan... Thinking about it this way, labor and management are so moved that they want to cry and swell? !

Asshole master, I'm fine, really!

Luo Lai hurriedly pushed his fingers, and with tears in his eyes, he raised his head to stroke his hair, and put the little peach tail into his palm vigorously.

This is for you to touch

This is also for you to touch,

I will touch you from now on!

Although its owner is a tyrant, although he beheaded people on the first day, although he looks very fierce, he is actually super fierce, and he looks like he can kill ten of them, but - wow - he is a good man! ! !

Hey, labor and capital are about to fall in love with him!Sartu must be a good man with a cold outside and a hot inside!

And from the perspective of Sartu.

Sartu stared at the villain pulling his own tail in his palm, hitting his fingers with his head, and there were two bags of tears in his emerald green eyes...

He was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked Sirik, "What is the horn doing?"

After observing carefully, Xilik said seriously: "Mutilate yourself, wild animals don't seem to like being kept in captivity."

Taking a closer look, the holy sword should also be wild.

You don't want me to feed you, so you self-mutilate? !

For a moment, the face of the king of Babylon, who was as handsome and strong as a lion, became even darker.

And the idea of ​​​​tying up the little thing came into being in a dark mood!

Political affairs moved later, and discussions about holding a banquet were also postponed.

Sartu, who was in a bad mood, ordered people to bring the old priest Lerdo and the prophet's backup Temlu directly.

He dismissed the redundant people, leaving only Sirik in the small meeting hall.

During this period, Sartu held Rollei in his hand all the time, and even asked the maid to take off the armor glove of that hand for him, just to make the little thing lie more comfortably.

The concern of the mad king of Babylon is not false.

But such a man, just because of the weight of pets is simply impossible.

What he valued was the benefits that Luo Lai brought him.

That is the therapeutic effect.

Headaches have plagued Sartu for a long time, distorting his character and making him manic in pain day and night.

Before the little thing appeared, Sartu thought about his own way of death, probably turning into a lunatic in the end, bloodthirsty and mad to death.

After having the little thing, Sartu didn't think so much.

Even if it doesn't appear on the surface.

But Sartu had a good day today.

After patiently listening to the bickering of the ministers,

ignoring their own little thoughts,

Forgive their stupidity...

Had it been the past, Sartu would have been furious with boredom, scolded them bloody, and then left with his sleeves thrown away.

The Xianwang Sword and this monster are his precious medicines.

Sartu, who has a strong desire for monopoly and control, not only made the decision not to let Luo Lai leave him for half a step unless it was absolutely necessary, but also to protect the other party and give him infinite love and tolerance.

He didn't hesitate to put his name on it to openly hold a banquet, forgetting that it might bring about the consequences of Assyria and other countries coveting backlash.

—Of course, Sartu is not afraid of that either.

He likes to fight, and he likes the sense of speed of killing all directions.

Of course, due to various considerations, Sartu has not announced the fact that Luo Lai can treat his illness. At present, only Helik knows about it.

But whether it was Xilik or those confidantes, they all knew that the king could not take a small pet with him, refuse the high priest, and postpone political affairs just because he liked it.

Sirik understood what the king cared about.

The confidantes don't know, but they also understand that this little thing must have a unique meaning to the king, because the noble king of Babylon, they are willing to put Luo Lai on a very important position.

the other end.

The old priest is almost 70 years old this year. In ancient times, the average life expectancy could only reach more than 60 years old. Because he was too old and his legs and feet were not good, he had already retired to a small remote temple in the capital for the elderly.

Temlu, who was a successor to the prophet, learned astrology, dream interpretation, sacrifice and medical knowledge from him.

So the old priest was carried to the palace, and only Temlu, a boy with chestnut hair and fair skin who was thirteen or fourteen, was with him.

Knowing that the Legendary Sword, the Sword of the Worthy King has a monster possessing him, Temlu was so excited that he couldn't help himself, his little face was flushed, his eyes sparkled with thirst for knowledge, and he wished to see the true face of the monster!

The old priest Lerdo was much more peaceful.

After entering the palace, he went through the priestly etiquette for the king tremblingly, then squinted his dim old eyes, and took the little man handed over by the king.

"This...where is the head...where is the butt?"

Little Luo Lai: "..." Uh, this grandpa priest, well, it seems that Yazi is not very good.

Luo Lai: Woohoo, master bastard is such a good man!

Sartu: Chain it, it must be chained!

@霜营: Frost's descent gave Trilobite x1 to "Put into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword".

@幽雪飞飞: You Xuefenfei gave the trilobite x2 to "The Sword of the Tyrant of Babylon".

@木雅千虎: Muya Qianqing gave Trilobite x1 to "Wearing into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword". 】