The evolution of slime

Chapter 175

"What your country wants is 60.00% of the magic crystals in Twilight Continent and the right to dispose of Twilight and his son?"

After reading the letter, Hachier breathed out flames and burned the letter to ashes.

"For the Kingdom of Gears, the only valuable thing in the Twilight Continent is the magic energy crystal, and Twilight and his son have been included in our country's blacklist. Please give it to us afterwards."

Fante bowed and smiled.

"It's a mechanical species. Sure enough, only things that are most in line with your country's interests will be done. After the red comet, it's a pity that your country didn't participate in this troubled world."

Ha Chier couldn't help sighing. The general content of the plan written on the paper just now is that the mechanical species has sent fifty S-level mechanical species to the primitive noble tribes in all directions of the Twilight Continent. As long as he nods, the primitive noble alliance will It can officially start, and the mechanical species will provide fifty S-level combat mechanical species as their strongest backing, and will provide assistance at "critical moments".

This "assistance" is very vague, that is to say, although the Kingdom of Gears provoked the war in the Twilight Continent, the mechanical species does not plan to send troops immediately. They can play by ear. It's not difficult to escape with the strength of an S-level mechanical species, and since the army of mechanical species did not come, there is no loss to the Kingdom of Gears. At most, the clan of the Twilight Continent is fighting to the death.

"If the Twilight Dragons want to compete in the world, they must expand their Twilight army. The magic core is limited, and there is an essential conflict with our country in terms of resources. The last war between the Twilight Continent and our country has explained everything," Will ' Judgment, instead of sitting still, it is better to take the initiative to attack. This short-term alliance and cooperation has advantages and disadvantages for both of us, but if it fails, your disadvantages will be greater."

Now that they both know the plans of both parties, Fang Te directly stated that there is no need to hide anything.

"Your country is not afraid that I will expose my plan and kill you and give it to the Lord of Twilight to show my loyalty?"

"If the two-headed dog demons really do this, then I have nothing to say, but I will feel pity, it is a pity that the two-headed dog demons born from the flames have really become watchdogs, Al Sass (the god species, the creator of the two-headed dog demon race) is really embarrassing."

The two heads of Ha Chier and Fang Te looked at each other, and the sound of needles could be heard when they landed quietly in the hall.
At the same time, the S-class mechanical species who came to the Twilight Continent with Fantawild met with the once glorious primitive nobles of the Twilight Continent, and agreements were reached on the same day.

In Twilight's study room, an extremely handsome man was sitting on a wicker chair, his gaze was fixed on the bottle of blue potion in his hand.

Looking at the bottle of blue liquid, the man's eyes showed embarrassment.

He really liked Emilia, but he didn't want to get her by this method, because it would insult his dignity!
And there is one thing that his father didn't consider, even if he wanted to use this bottle of potion to get her, but he couldn't do it.

These days, Jon Capet has completely entrusted Emilia to his son to take care of him. He didn't ask about it. Naturally, he doesn't know about Emilia's situation, and he doesn't know that Emilia hasn't eaten Twilight. He didn't even drink any food in the city, and he didn't even drink a glass of water, relying entirely on the magic power in his body to maintain his own nutrition, and Neltharion didn't tell his father about all this.

After all, it is too embarrassing to be so vigilant by a woman.

Therefore, even if Nesario wanted to prescribe the drug, he would have no chance at all.

Could it be that he forced her to drink it?This is even more impossible. With Emilia's level of vigilance, as long as Nesario has any coercive behavior, Emilia will immediately kill herself. Fantasy species have a long life span, but if you want to die, Similarly, no one can stop it.

"Shirley, Shirley, you're really going to give me problems." Nelthario was lying on the chair. For him, his father's orders did not dare to disobey, "If that slime dies, Are you going to give up now?"

According to Neltharion's understanding of women, there is only one reason for a girl to maintain her pure body, that is, she has a deep love in her heart, and for the sake of the person in her heart, she will not let him die To be defiled by any iota.

"Slime! Fangte! What are you capable of? It's just the lowest race! Why do you fight with me?"

For Neltharion, he is the second highest race!He is also the strongest among the fantasy species!Mastered the entire Twilight Continent!It is a great force in the world!The world will change because of yourself!
But what about the slime?It's just a plaything created by Ageia when she was bored!What does he have?That dirty, savage, uncivilized orc tribe?What is his identity?Why fight with yourself?
Nelthario couldn't help thinking, comparing himself with that slime full of spring, and the more the comparison, the angrier he gets!

Especially when thinking of that damn slime occupying an important place in the heart of the girl he loves!He thought he was damned!Should be shredded into pieces!God and form are destroyed!

right!Damn him!That slime shouldn't live in this world!He must die!
This sudden idea continued to expand in his mind, and even Nesario's eyes gradually gave birth to killing intent!Originally, it was just an idea that popped up for no reason, but it gradually occupied his whole heart!

Neltharion stood up and crushed the blue potion bottle in his hand!Blue liquid slid from his hand.

Just when he was angry and even wanted to lead the army to take down Ainia, there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Come in!" Neltharion said in a low tone.

A humanoid maid with a good face and a plump figure walked in with her head bowed.

"What's the matter?"

Nelthario glanced at the maid with a murderous look in his eyes. The powerful Wia of the imaginary dragon race made the girl feel frightened, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Young...young master...the master is looking for you urgently, I hope you can go there as soon as possible."

"Urgent matter?" Neltharion frowned, glanced at the trembling maid, put away his coercion, and walked over with a smile.

"Sorry to scare you, but can you make it up tonight?"

Listening to Neltharion's whispers, the girl felt even more frightened, and nodded with a blank mind.

"Wait for me that night."

He patted the maid on the shoulder and walked out of the study.

(End of this chapter)