Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

Xi Xiumi sat on the throne and listened to the handsome male model butler's narration, and probably understood the ins and outs of all this.

The ancient castle is called the Palace of Dreams. It is located in the dreamland of Itenetia. It will only appear when the night falls, and it can appear anywhere in the world.

The hall of dreams contains precious props accumulated over thousands of years, rare herbs, and treasures that make ordinary people stronger, and even seals some taboos.

As for how the Dream Palace will operate and be used, it will be decided according to Xixiumi's current thinking.

When Xi Xiumi heard this, a question mark slowly appeared above his head.

"Whether it is to stop the operation of the Palace of Dreams, or to do a great cause..." The silver-haired butler looked into Xi Xiumi's eyes and explained softly: "These are determined by the owner of the castle, that is, your will. decided, as a steward, I have no right to interfere."

Xi Xiumi was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but slander in his heart: Then, what can you do for me, this handsome male model housekeeper?

The male model butler looked sincere at this time, Xi Xiumi had no choice but to turn his mind to the rows of bookshelves, hoping that among the books placed on them, there would be a book about the Palace of Dreams, even if there were a few pages of descriptions. Okay!

He got up and went to the bookshelf, took out a copy, checked it quickly and found nothing, and put it aside.When flipping through these books filled with strange symbols, Xixiumi always felt that they were very familiar, and even had the illusion that they had been read thousands of times.

However, he has no time to take care of these, he just wants to find an ancient book that is helpful to him as soon as possible. He doesn't believe that there is no one that fits such a large first floor with so many bookshelves? !

From the moment he saw Xixiumi, Hersius could no longer look elsewhere.

He watched the back of Xi Xiumi jumping up and down, his eyes were sentimental and gentle, and he dared to swear that his eyes and beliefs in this life would only follow this lord and would never change.

Thousands of years ago, just by casually looking at it, Hersius' body and mind were subdued under his feet in an instant.Even though He only has a human body and a human name, he still has the most fascinating noble posture in the world.

Xi Xiumi walked on the cold floor, her pair of bare feet were white and exquisite. Hersius admired it for a long time, and his reason finally came back online. He barely restrained his inner desire, pursed his thin lips, and stared fiercely at the bookshelf. Next to it, the gray mist of furtively placing books, with a look of displeasure.

Although they were only his servants, Hersius couldn't help but feel sour when he saw these annoying guys stealing his limelight.

Xixiumi only has an ordinary human body, even with the blessing of tentacles and mist, this cannot be changed, unless the soul of the ancient god who sleeps under the ordinary soul is willing to wake up. Affecting the body sleeping soundly in the manor.

Thinking of this, Hersius raised his hand, and took out a cup of steaming black tea from the void with his slender fingers. This was a rare commodity he had just obtained from another country, and he had to drink a cup to warm his body.

Hersius put the black tea on the table, stepped forward a few steps, reached out to help Xixiumi take out the book placed at the top, and then gently hugged him horizontally under the unbelievable eyes of the boy, and walked away Before the throne, put it down carefully.

Xi Xiumi: "..."

Xixiumi's mind shut down for a short time, and then it started working again after a while, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

He had to admit that the beautiful and flowery angel butler in front of him was very attractive, and also very attractive to him, an ordinary person who had never seen the world.

However, Xi Xiumi did not intend to get in close contact with the strange butler, or to be carried from the princess on the bookshelf to the throne by him like a little girl, and then intimately offer a cup of warm black tea.

"Thank you, next time I can walk here by myself and sit down." He said tactfully, "Because I feel that I can't get used to it if I get in touch directly like this."

When Xixiumi said this, his face was a little embarrassed. This indirection caused piles of tentacles to pop up behind the throne where he was sitting, staring at Hersius with their teeth and claws.

Hersius was taken aback for a moment, then adjusted his mentality again, and said softly, "I was the one who was abrupt, I'm sorry."

Xi Xiumi had no choice but to say against his will: "It's okay, you don't need to apologize, it's my personal reasons, I can't accept such a behavior."

Even though he said so on the lips, he was complaining in his heart: it's none of my business, it's obviously the male model butler who did his own thing!

Maybe it was because the voice in his heart was too loud, Hersius seemed to hear it, his handsome face collapsed immediately, showing a look of grievance, Xi Xiumi's heart immediately softened.

Face-controlling, he couldn't help feeling annoyed in his heart: Wasn't it a bit too much to say that just now?Maybe this is the way angels express intimacy, maybe, after all, there is no yellow waste in their pure thoughts!

He has always been kind and undemanding to people, but he is really not used to this kind of intimacy.When he was in the manor before, the old butler had never treated him like this, and even the maids only glanced at him from a distance, and then murmured together.

Xi Xiumi secretly glanced at Hersius, but fortunately his handsome face had returned to normal, so he breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of black tea, and opened the book in front of him.

Huh?Xi Xiumi turned back to the cover again, with a dazed face, was this the one that was taken out of the bookshelf just now?How could he not remember the black tentacles printed on the cover?

Xi Xiumi was a little puzzled, her white and slender fingers unconsciously wrapped around the short black hair around her ears, her brows were slightly furrowed beautifully, and the tentacles behind the throne writhed like a carnival, with a coquettish beauty.

The warmth of the black tea quickly dispelled the cold, and Xixiumi felt much more comfortable, so he stopped tangling with the black tentacles and began to read books seriously. With a layer of soft light, it is indescribably alluring.

Hersius sat quietly opposite him, resting his chin on his right hand, staring intently at the beauty in front of him. No matter when and where, Xixiu Mi always made his heart throb. The inherent temperament cannot be obtained by those theology who claim to be great and immortal.

Fakes can only be fakes, they can never become genuine.

Xi Xiumi's eyes lingered on a paragraph of text, and he read its content silently: The Dream Palace is similar to the Church of Light. They are both shelters that absorb human beliefs, and they are also one of the important occasions that can be used as a divine descendant.

usefulness of faith;

Little knowledge of the three beliefs;

The secret history of the gods that you don't know;

Tips on how to become a god;

........................

After reading this, he suddenly came to his senses. Could it be that he traveled to this ancient castle to become the so-called master, because he wanted to learn how to become the god of the West Fantasy Continent?

Xi Xiumi: "..."

He looked down at the black nightgown he was wearing, and his bare feet, his heart sank.

What the hell!

Isn't it busy enough to travel to Star River City and become a young earl?What did he do in the past to deserve such retribution?

Be an earl by day and a god by night?

Xi Xiumi was a little flustered in his heart, but on the surface he forced himself to be calm. Next to him was a young butler from the Angel clan. Who knew if this guy was a fishing executor sent by the God of Light!

Itenity is a populous country that means an eternal kingdom. As a young earl, Xihumi, his immediate boss, King Itenity, is a devout believer of the Illuminati.

There are dozens of Bright Churches built in Lannis County alone, and even the guards and knights of his family are all excellent young people selected from the Bright Church.

During the week that Xi Xiumi came to the manor, he often greeted these young believers hypocritically: "Praise the sun!"

As an earl, you can't lose your composure!

Xi Xiumi restrained his emotions, sat up straight gracefully, and continued to read the following content. At this moment, the suction cups on the tentacles behind the throne also transformed into orange eyes, staring straight at the book surrounded by mist. Inserted book.

Xihumi knew nothing about the existence of the tentacles, and all his attention was attracted by this disordered and obscure book.

Hersius has been keeping an eye on the tentacles behind the throne from the corner of his eye, seeing that the densely packed suckers have turned into orange eyes. These eyes exude wisdom and chaotic gazes. As long as the weak gods take a look, their consciousness will immediately become muddled .

If it is touched by the eyes, it will even die.

With a thought in his mind, Hersius immediately stopped his rambling reverie and narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

Are the tentacles starting to grow?What a hassle!This place is not like the ridiculous Iteneti, there are ordinary human beings everywhere, and it is reasonable for them to become so chaotic now...

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The country of Opas, a country known as the city of the moon, is the outskirts of the city of sighs.

Here is adjacent to the territory of the orcs, and there are orcs and half-orc monsters on the death list wandering all year round, as well as existences similar to evil dark creatures.

Due to the desolate and poor region, people born here have only two choices: either save enough gold coins, exchange for identity certificates from other countries, and get rid of this ghost place forever; and the other option is to join the Witcher Association and eradicate wandering people. Alien groups in illegal areas in exchange for resources to survive.

Hercules is a member of the Demon Hunters Association.

Holding an expensive silver bow|crossbow in her hand, she hunted and killed undead creatures one after another expressionlessly outside the City of Sighs with the most beautiful moon.

one, two, three...

Mechanically counting the black monsters pierced by the silver bow|crossbow, Herax almost forgot what she was fighting for, maybe it was her tragic fate as a demon hunter, or just because of her humble background .

Herax killed the last monster, walked in front of it indifferently, and whispered: "Rest in peace..."

With the demise of the black monster, a battle of demon hunters came to an end temporarily.

But Hercules knew that as long as the king of Opas didn't allocate funds and let the church personnel deal with the problem of the City of Sighs, then in order to survive, those wanted monsters would still enter this area in an endless stream.

They are endless!

Herax pulled out the arrow stuck in the monster and put it back into the box behind her, then sat on the ground casually, panting wearily.The tight white clothes on her body were already stained with blood, and the hat on her head fell off during the fierce battle just now, and was blown to the ground not far away by the wind.

I'll have to get it back later, Hercules thought, after all, it's the witcher's signature attire.

Having had enough rest, she got up and walked to the hat. Just as she was about to bend down, she suddenly noticed a gray mist in front of her.

The mist rolled violently, and then slowly faded. Herax's eyes widened instantly, because she saw: a magnificent palace suddenly appeared in the mist.