I show off when others try their best, but am I rated S-level?

Chapter 78 I really don’t want to play this clown anymore!

"Xi Lu'er, why are you so crazy!"

After finishing the exhausting skill training, Xiluer rubbed her frown and was just about to relax and take a rest when she heard the angry roar and questioning of the former Vita Prime Minister Manuel.

"I've heard it all! You talk shamelessly about conquering this continent and the whole world. What are you thinking in your head! If you are going to go crazy, don't drag all the Vita people to go crazy with you and die!"

"go Ape?"

Xi Luer turned around calmly.

"What, do you think I can't do it?"

"So what if you can do it!"

Manuel roared angrily at the new king of the tribe like a helpless old lion.

"Have you ever thought about how much damage and casualties this will cause, how many Vita people will bleed and die for the wishes of a madman like you!"

"Manuel, I think you don't understand at all."

"Let me ask you, in order to survive on this land, how many times have our Vita clan fought with the coalition forces of various clans over the past thousands of years, and how many people have died?"

"We have been cursed from birth, eroded by the black fog in this land, until death. If this situation is not ended, how many more years and generations will this tragic phenomenon continue on us?"

"Do you think I'm crazy? No, I'm not crazy. It's because I'm so sane that I decided that in my generation, in my place, no matter how many sacrifices I make, I must put an end to all this."

Xiluer stood with her hands behind her back, her head held high and her posture filled with a majestic and groundbreaking spirit.

The courage is shocking and admirable.

It completely overwhelmed Manuel's impotent and furious momentum.

That is the bearing of a king.

"I will create a world where the Vita people can live happily, and I will make the Vita people great again."

"Manuel, do you understand?"

Manuel opened his mouth wide and pointed at Xiluer with trembling fingers. His red old face wanted to refute something angrily, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"No, you actually understood it already."

Xiluer suddenly turned around and looked directly into his eyes. Her sharp gaze was like a sharp sword that cut through the discord in his heart, revealing the ugliness in it.

"You have long figured out the purpose of my doing this, but you still came to me, questioned me, and roared angrily."

"Because you are unwilling, you are jealous, and you are resentful."

"You are unwilling to lose the power of a clan and a country to me, a little girl who was once looked down upon by you; you are jealous that once I am successfully crowned, I will be able to accomplish feats that far exceed yours and make all the clansmen worship me."

"You are even more resentful, resentful and jealous about why I can get the favor of the gods, but you don't. Why can I get all this? Why can the gods ignore you? Do you think that if you are also chosen by the gods? You can definitely do better than me."

"Why? Why!"

"You are unwilling, you are jealous, and your heart is full of resentment and dissatisfaction. But what really makes you angry, furious, and unacceptable is that you heard that I made such a desperate decision, and you saw that I decided to be an enemy of the world and face the difficulties. And the courage to go up."

"You are suddenly surprised to find that if you were standing where I am now, even if you had obtained the infinite magic power in the crown of thorns, and even if there was a god standing behind you, you would not be able to make such a decision, and you would not be so desperate. courage."

"You are suddenly horrified to realize that you are not as good as me. You are not worthy of being chosen by God. You have no right to be jealous and resentful, because you are not as good as me in terms of strength and determination as a leader, as well as the size and structure of a king. , far inferior to me." "You lost, you lost miserably."

"Realizing this, you feel angry, you become angry, you are frustrated, you are furious, you are eager to come to me to prove something, you cannot accept this fact, but this is the fact, no matter how angry you are, how you roar , nothing can be changed.”

Xiluer looked at the former Vita Prime Minister whose expression became extremely distorted and broken, and smiled slightly.

"Am I right?"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Manuel suddenly let out a painful scream, like a balloon whose outer shell had been punctured. His whole body was so angry that his hair and beard sprouted, and dark horns sprouted from his head. His whole body swelled with anger, revealing an extremely ugly and ridiculous posture.

He picked up the thing at hand and smashed it, stamped his feet hard, then covered his face, clenched his fists, and frantically smashed everything in sight into pieces.

Xi Luer just smiled and watched everything happening in front of her.

Manuel looked like a mentally ill old man, yelling and making trouble in the hall like crazy, until he finally covered his face and ran out of the hall, shameless.

The original purpose of keeping him was to let him witness how the Vita clan grew again under her leadership, to let him witness her great achievements, and to highlight his weakness and incompetence.

I didn't expect that my mind would break down so quickly and I'd be spoiled.

Tsk, it's boring.

Xiluer curled her lips in boredom, called Elian and asked her to find someone to renovate the hall, and then returned to her bedroom.

The broken-hearted former Vita Prime Minister Manuel staggered back to the room.

He was deprived of his power to govern, deprived of his position, and became a prisoner. Now he lives in a remote part of the palace in a cramped room that only servants can live in.

He slammed the door.

Like a frustrated mangy dog, he slumped on the only broken wooden chair in the room, his eyes were cloudy and blank, as if he had been so shocked that he had completely lost hope in life.

In the mirror, an embarrassing and ugly image of a loser was reflected.

Suddenly, as if some magical magic appeared, the old face in the mirror that was full of frustration and pain a moment ago suddenly turned into a graceful and beautiful face with a luxurious temperament.

The person sitting on the broken wooden chair is no longer a loser whose ambition has been exposed, but a charming woman with natural beauty.

At this time, the woman was gnashing her teeth, her beautiful face filled with displeased anger.

"Damn, why are there so many accidents in the script this time?"

"It's okay to let such a gorgeous beauty like me play the role of a stupid old man whose ambitions are out of control. According to the script, I was supposed to exit the role as a failed backstab during the coronation ceremony to make the demon princess realize the darkness and sinister nature of human nature. As a result, That little girl suddenly didn't follow the routine and made a coup in advance."

"Forget it, why didn't she kill me after the coup was successful? This time I took the initiative to provoke and questioned angrily, but she wasn't angry either? Can you decisively call someone to kill me, a restless rebel?

"Now this script has turned into a pot of chaos, the will of the world has come to an end, and a god suddenly appeared behind the devil. I really don't want to play such a clown role!"

The woman bit her nails bitterly, very angry, very angry.

At that time, the script of playing the clown was originally pitched to the new little girl. Why did I pretend to be grand and gave her the good script assigned to me, and took the initiative to take over this bad job!

(End of this chapter)