Pioneering

Chapter 273 An Arranged Life【Two in One】

I'm Parlor Don Sekender.

I was born in a powerful human kingdom - Winkrel.In the world, there are not many people of nobler birth than me.

I am lucky, but also unlucky.

I am the first in line heir to the Winkrell Kingdom, and I am about to master the power over tens of millions of people and enjoy boundless wealth and glory.

Everything looks good, but this is just the beginning of the nightmare.

My misfortune stems from the tortuous history of my family.

The Sea God Church took root in the North Continent, and it was tacitly approved by the Sea God and God King Sauk.Since its birth, it has been given the responsibility of dividing and reducing the belief in the "God of Light" and attacking the Holy See of Light.

A challenger who fails must pay the price of failure.

In the initial period, Winkrel made great strides all the way, and he was not far away from replacing the Holy See of Light and becoming the only country in the Northern Continent.

But the scourge always starts from within.

The descendants under the crown of the Sea God firmly hold the authority of the Sea God Church, and the majesty of the Sea God is unbreakable and eternal.It sounds good, but there are too many descendants left behind under the crown,

At the beginning of the business, everyone worked together to tide over the difficulties, spread the belief of Poseidon little by little, and make the cake bigger little by little.

But the business has been successful, and we are about to become the sole overlord of the Northern Continent, why don't we see you share the cake? ! ! !

Why do you have to bow our heads to you when you can sit on the Pope's throne for thousands of years?
Why are most of them the descendants of the Sea God, and you are the most noble?

Why do you share some of the residue with us when we work hard together to make a big cake?Also ask us to continue to make big cakes?
Are we all fools?
After you succeed, do you want to kill the donkey or share the success? Before you dominate, you can’t share the cake. What can we expect you to do without foreign enemies?
And so a civil war began.

The specific process is kept secret in the family's historical records, and hastily covered it.

All I know is that since then, Winkrel has lost the ability to unify the Northern Continent, and the empire-level territories and territories have also been downgraded to kingdoms.

The original Poseidon Pope line was completely annihilated, and the remaining descendants of the gods were divided into seven or eight families. After fierce competition, the fighting became more and more fierce in the end, and even alarmed the Seagod's crown.

That's why there was this "selected" pope who came to power in turn from the major god-descendant families.

The god-descendant families, who were always unable to rise to power, also began to expand and migrate outwards again to establish a new country.

In the end, Winkler formed a situation where the four major families took turns being the pope, tsk tsk, it's ridiculous.

The most interesting is my family (Don Sekender) and the family of Pope Will of the Church of Poseidon (Don). We were really a family 3000 years ago.

As the family that is closest to the bloodline of the Sea God and can barely be regarded as the direct line of the god blood, my family ancestors 3000 years ago, with their strong strength, kept the Pope's throne in the family for three generations.

The strength of our family is getting stronger and stronger. Seeing that we can hold the Pope's throne in the family forever, accidents happened again.

It's fighting again, our family is fighting again!I guess it has something to do with those three families who have not been able to rise to the throne for several generations.

This is where the division of the family begins.

This time, His Majesty the Sea God didn't show up to interfere... The fight was very brutal, and Winkrell went from being the dominant power in the Northern Continent to becoming a regional power.

As a result of this internal strife, the Kingdom of Winkrell was divided from the Pope's Kingdom into a nominal Kingdom of Kingship.The Down family split off from my family - Don Sekander.

Having a throne, if not a Pope, so successfully appeased my ancestors.

The other three major families also have the opportunity to be on the throne, and they can also get the chance to sit on the throne through marriage.

There are many more opportunities, and all three families are happy.

But it hurt my family, my ancestors, and even me.

This is a temporarily soothing position, how can you expect to really gain power?

This is the Papal State, how can it resist the power of theocracy?

It was originally separated, so how can we expect the kindness of the former "family"?

No matter which of the four major families sits on the Pope's seat, my family must be firmly monitored and controlled, and subject to all-round restrictions.

We are powerless to resist. For the continuation of the family, the best choice is to compromise.

My father's marriage was appointed by Pope Will to my mother.

The date my mother conceived, the date I was born, was also chosen by Will.

What nanny should I choose, when should I be weaned, my teacher, my meals, my friends, my fiancée...and even the time when my father "died of illness" and even the time when I will "suddenly die" in the future, I think , He has arranged everything for me properly.

hehe~
Hahaha~
hee hee hee~
Good, really good, very good!
From birth to death, someone designed me clearly, how could it be bad?
How could I not be grateful to him Will, Gratitude, En, Dai, De!
Fuck, fuck, fuck! ! !

I thank Will, your eighth generation ancestor, hey, something seems wrong?
In short, I am very grateful to my seniority and relationship, who still calls "Grandpa" Will.

Sooner or later, I will "properly" thank him!
My whole life is like a fixed canvas on which stupid and ugly painters splash bad paint!

Raised by goblins, my canvas will block the painter's mouth and nose severely one day!

I develop and train my confidantes, try my best to instigate the monitors sent by Will (damn, this woman is really ugly, this is my first time, vomit), sow discord between the other three major families and the Tang Corporation, and win over those who are unwilling Little nobles, set up eyes and ears in the church, collect money, secretly train personal guards, earn as much prestige as possible...

I have done all that I can, I think, none of my ancestors had the influence I have now, none of the prestige and power I have now.

Even though I'm still weak to the Sea God Church, I don't think I'm a bug that Will can easily screw me to death!
Hahaha, he didn't expect that the son-in-law he carefully selected and the heir to the puppet Pope he arranged were actually my spies.

When I met Derek when I first met him, I admired his eyes, that kind of vigor, that desire for freedom, and that resolute expression. I knew he was a good seed!
Sure enough, after a "hero saves the beauty" show I arranged, Derek, who saved Will's illegitimate daughter, soon became his confidant.

With my secret support, Derek was smooth sailing, as if God had helped him. In four years, he was an ordinary priest, spanning evangelists, coadjutors, bishops, coadjutant archbishops, and archbishops.

Tsk tsk, does this trick of playing tricks have to be so obvious?Will, he is a little flustered!
It's broken, Will has noticed, I'm in danger.

Damn it, I shouldn't be greedy for money and smuggle so many Yashai goods... Now it's over, the money is not spent, and I am almost gone.

I have worked hard for so long, can't I still change my destiny?

I have given so much, my feelings, my body, my family... Is it really all in vain?
I have worked hard all my life, is it really not as good as the three generations of Popes of Will (the strong can live for a long time, until the next selection)?
I don't agree!I don't agree!I don't agree!
Hahaha~
I control my own life!
Yasha's proverb is so well said, so good, so good!
For my unattainable freedom!
I'm going to give it my all.

I sent a message to Yaxia, deliberately betraying the intelligence of the coalition forces, just to take advantage of the chaos and gain momentum, these bastards, why don't they dare to make a move?

What about Pandri Oya's ruthlessness when Ige was destroyed back then?What about the ruthlessness that strangled so many nobles?
Oh Te!

The drought came, and Will was so lucky. With little effort, the expansion of the territory made Winkrel nearly one-fifth bigger.

Will's reputation and Derek's reputation are getting bigger and bigger. Derek, is he really going to be the Pope?

The next pope is actually a spy, interesting, really interesting!

Will pressed harder and harder.

I should not be far away from being questioned, or "suddenly killed".

No, if Yasha doesn't come, then I will take the initiative to force the coalition forces to go.

It is impossible not to fight.

If you don't fight, it's over for me.

Busta, I'm sorry, don't blame me after going to Hades, blame Will and Yasha if you want to.

Hahaha~
It's fighting, it's really fighting, opportunity, opportunity, opportunity is here!
Where do I start the coup?When will it start?Who else is available?
I boil!

Damn old thing, let me go with you, I￥#@...

What to do, what to do, the old stuff never gave me a chance to refuse.

No way, I can only follow and set off.

Derek gave me new news.

Hey, interesting, very interesting.

Will, he is going to annex the allies.

This eating appearance is really ugly.

Chaos is the ladder.

Can I have a chance, a chance...

No, I can't find an opportunity. I can't do what I want to do.

How about telling Grand Duke Magzek the news?
Will he take my words to heart, even if he listens, if it leaks out, will I...

Damn, I'll bet that shameless old bastard killed me "accidentally" in this infighting, so he would have a legitimate reason to revenge and rob Magzek.

Hehe, the king of the Winkleur Kingdom was assassinated by Grand Duke Magzek, Pope Will upholds justice, upholds justice, and eliminates traitors... This drama is too easy to guess, and Derek's information is not even needed.

Slime born!I know what's the use, what should I do?what should I do?How can I survive?

Huh?
What is it?
Who has been to my room?
What is this drop of liquid?
A drop of blood?

A note?
"The true blood of the ancestors, you can eat and drink blood to quickly become a demigod."

who is it?Who exactly?Who gave me these things?
...becoming a vampire?Turn into a monster?

Demigod, demigod, demigod!

My current power (Sky Knight) is not enough to change, fate, can a demigod do it?

There is a limit to human ability, and so is the thin blood of the gods.

In my short life, what I have learned the most is that the more I play tricks, the more I will discover the limitations of my strength, unless...

It can become a monster, it will shame the family, it will go to hell, and it will be regarded as...

Fuck it, never mind!
Winkrell's glory belongs to Tang, Pope Will, the Church of Sea God, and His Majesty.

Only it's not mine, it's not mine, Parlor Don Sekander!

I just want to live free, what's wrong with me?

I'm not having a good time, so don't think about it either!
Come with me to hell! ! !

Don't even think about having a future! ! !

Give me everything! ! !

So fishy... so hot... so cold... ahhh... so painful...my hand!my feet!my face!

Hahaha, well, great, never felt better!

Power, unprecedented power.

Will, all the torment and suffering I am suffering now are thanks to you, and I will "repay" you well.

……

"Your Majesty Parlor, why are you wearing this suit to the banquet?"

"Oh, I feel unwell. The doctor said that I need to wear thicker clothes. Is there a problem?"

"No……"

……

In the banquet hall, after the internal strife broke out.

Pope Will, who was about to win Grand Duke Dalilu, held up the trident scepter and laughed wildly: "Who can kill me? Who dares to kill me?"

The old and new hatred are vivid in my mind, if not now, when will it be?
Unspeakable violence welled up in my heart, accompanied by a bloodthirsty desire, and turned into a cry: "I dare to kill you!"

puff~
One sticky arm with the cuticle of a fish hugged Dalilu's shoulder fiercely, and the other hand passed through his chest, through the energy shield, through the luster of the artifact, through Will's The flesh pinched his heart.

"No." Will turned around with difficulty, opened his mouth but was unable to articulate, and begged silently with his eyes.

"Go to hell!" Parlor squeezed his hand hard, and Will's breath of life quickly dissipated.

Parlor didn't waste it either. He opened his fangs and skillfully and naturally bit into Will's neck while it was hot. The blood containing the essence of life flowed into Parlor's mouth continuously, and his breath also flowed from the mouth. At the beginning of the third order, it skyrocketed all the way... In the middle of the third order...

At this time, both sides of the internal strife recovered from the shocking changes.

Grand Duke Dalilu: This... is this dead?The generous elegy and heroic lines I just prepared are no longer needed?

The three archbishops: I'm Zhuo!I boil it!I blanch blah blah!What is a surprise?What is happiness?Old things drop gold coins!
No matter how happy the three blue-clothed archbishops were in their hearts, they still showed their expressions of panic, sadness, and anger on the bright side, and sternly reprimanded:
"Palor, are you crazy?" "Stop it!" "Cthulhu, you are definitely bewitched by the Cthulhu!"

"Catch it with your hands free!" The three looked at each other, raised their hands to burst into divine magic, and attacked Palor.

And Dalilu here is also very entangled. Now, the changes are too fast, what should I do?

escape?Continue fighting?Can you help Parlor?

"Hey, if there is a way in the star world, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you break in. Let everything become my nourishment!"

After an angry roar, Parlor pushed away Will who had turned into a mummy, picked up the trident scepter as a weapon, and rushed towards the three blue-clothed archbishops.

(End of this chapter)