Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 431 Obvious Hidden Mission

Claudia rolled her eyes angrily.

She thought he was just trying to find a reason for his robbery.

"Now that we are acting as businessmen, we can travel with them, and it will be much more convenient to do whatever we do in the future."

The planeswalker showed a cunning expression like a little fox, with two snow-white tiger teeth looming on his lips, which made the true king feel itchy in his heart.

It’s been over a month!

Do you know how he spent this month?

It’s been a long time since I’ve sown.

"Hello!"

Claudia stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhenjun's eyes.

"Did you hear me?"

The true king who was trying to escape from his misfortune came back to his senses. It is really not suitable for him to slay demons in public now. When he returns to Winter City and chooses a secluded place, he must let Claudia know what it means to be an eminent monk. !

"Ahem," Moyu Hunben Zhenjun cleared his throat and forcibly suppressed the ancient power in his body.

Claudia's suggestion is theoretically feasible.

But there are too many omissions that have not been taken into account.

But after all, she is his daughter-in-law, so she must not criticize and educate her, but must guide her well.

"Your idea is very good." He touched his chin, and just when Claudia looked proud, he changed the topic again and said tactfully: "But it is not suitable for today's action, because we can't Exposed at will.”

"Why?"

"It's very simple." Moyu spread his hands, "If this caravan is led from Heihe, then it must have a certain power in Heihe. Compared with them, the caravan we play is like appearing suddenly. It’s hard not to arouse suspicion.”

Moyu Hunben Zhenjun's voice was low, and he subconsciously made a motion to push up his glasses.

"So, we just need to follow them from a distance. Please take turns using the stealth technique with Mr. Star Mage... I want to see where these people come from."

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Cyclone Dune City.

Pat was on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, he was in a cell. In front of him, a human magician who had banned magic had been beaten black and blue.

"Where are the Tears of Poseidon?"

He clenched the iron bars of the cell fiercely, and the hard metal was as weak as noodles in front of him, twisting into strange shapes with a teeth-piercing crunching sound.

"I, I don't know..."

The magician drooped his head and spurted blood foam from his mouth. He had been breathing out more and taking in less air.

"Damn it! Why don't you say yes even to the death?"

Pate picked up the giant axe, his scarlet lion eyes looked like bloody hell.

He just wanted to chop the magician in front of him into pieces to satisfy his hatred, and he didn't care whether this behavior would arouse the anger of the Saint Lotia Empire.

"Enough!" the young mage shouted.

The wall of flames blocked Pate's front, and also blocked the giant ax that was about to be swung.

"You want to die too?"

Pate turned his head and stared at the mage murderously. His eyes moved on the mage's chest, neck and head, and all kinds of bloody and terrifying scenes had already appeared in his mind.

The young southern mage was not frightened by Pate's appearance. He looked directly into the eyes of the orc warlord and said without flinching:

"At the beginning, I wanted to provide truth serum potion, but you insisted on using your own, but I didn't ask anything. Then I told you to use my truth serum potion, and I tested the effect in advance, but you still couldn't ask anything. Since If you can’t ask, it means my people are not guilty!”

His eyes became colder and colder, and he asked:

"Why...are you still planning to surrender?"

The lion-man Petco is different from Bart.

He belongs to the Orc Emperor's Glory Legion. He has been fighting abroad for many years and has long developed a violent temper on the bloody battlefield. Therefore, when faced with the mage's questioning, he just raised the giant ax in his hand high.

I don’t want to say a word more.

He planned to send the mage who had repeatedly contradicted him directly to see Satan.

"Pate, are you crazy!"

A giant hammer stopped the falling axe.

The two heavy weapons clashed together with a roar.

The eardrums stung, and the surrounding magicians held their heads in pain.

Even Bart and Pate frowned.

The shock wave ripped apart the surrounding iron railings, but fortunately there was still a certain distance away from the beaten magician.

But even if he was not impaled by the railing, he was not far from death.

"The truth potion doesn't lie!"

Bart said in a deep voice, and he pushed with all his strength, which relieved the huge force on the axe.

Although it looks very easy on the surface.

But only Bart knew how surprised he was.

The strength of the two people was almost the same, but the moment they felt the huge power.

Bart already understood.

Even two of them may not be Pate's opponent.

He stabilized his mind, stretched out his hand to hold Pat's shoulder, and said as if he was taking it lightly:

"Pate, I know you are very angry now, but please calm down. Even if you kill all the magicians here, you will not be able to find the Tears of Poseidon. You know this fact better than I do. "

Bart's words were like a needle sticking into Pate's ball, and the lion orc was instantly discouraged.

"Is it true that someone can throw things into other people's space rings out of thin air? What kind of incredible ability is this..."

Pat sat down slumped against the wall.

At this moment, his outlook was completely shattered, and he was already a little suspicious of the beast.

If Poseidon's Tears cannot be brought back, his status and his tribe will suffer an unprecedented blow.

As for the two goblin brothers, it was just a matter of death. They had nothing to begin with. If they were not brought alive or dead, the unlucky one would be him, the orc who took over the mission.

"I will prove it for you." Bart avoided his eyes and licked his lips, "In front of His Majesty, no matter how absurd the facts are, I will prove that what you say is true!"

He knew that the thief did not stuff anything into the sorcerer's space ring at all, but in an imperceptible way, in front of them, blamed all the sins on these stupid Southerners. Sorcerer.

Of course, Bart planned to bring this matter into his coffin, so that not even his son would know about it.

In this way he removed himself from the whole incident.

All the sins are borne by the lion-man Pett.

He could even be a good orc in front of Pate and make Pate owe him a favor.

What's the use of being stronger?

Bart sneered secretly in his mind.

Now times have changed, powerful orcs not only need strength, but also brains!

"I will also prove it for you."

This voice came unexpectedly from the young mage.

Even Pate, who was in a low mood, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, although, I know I'm very charming~" The mage wiped the broken hair from his forehead and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

"One yard, one yard." He played with the small flames in his fingers and said casually:

"You beat my people half to death, and you will pay us compensation later. Before that, I also want to know which arrogant person dared to frame the magicians of my Saint Lotia Empire."