Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

Hill and the skeleton construction team stayed in the dark elf territory for another day. In this day and a half, they completed most of the construction work on the territory, and the skeletons and dark elves were responsible for the next details. Communicated.

Before leaving, the dark elf gave away a bunch of rare things. Hill said, "I don't need to be as embarrassed," but he unambiguously stuffed the things into his pocket. Well, he likes these weird little things. But it’s too weird. For example, JJ, who gave him a Hellhound by the black dwarf before,...Speaking of which, many religions do have reproductive worship. Earlier, Hill read a Hindu mythology. Specifically, Brahma and Vishnu wandered while arguing about who was stronger. Then they saw a huge pillar towering into the clouds in front of them, and they flew into the sky and digging underground. I tried to see how big the pillar was, but after a long time I didn't get my head, and finally found out that this was Shiva's Linga... well... it was JJ. In the end, they stood in awe and admitted that Shiva was the strongest, and they were not as good as Shiva.

Hill:...

This myth is very strong.

Many times the statue of Shiva they worshiped is directly the statue of Linga of Shiva. Hill thought for himself if the statue of the human kneeling under his hand was the statue of JJ of Lord Demon...Farewell. Monroe, I'm not a god!

Hill brought these things back to the Blackrock Tower, and arranged some of them in the study.

Speaking of which, I can make a photo wall in the bedroom. Hill thought.

It was night at this time, and the rain outside was pattering. These days, the generation of Blackstone Pagoda has been wet. Hill likes humid air and rainy days.

He took out the magic camera and took two photos. The night, the railway in the rain, the lights on both sides of the railway were dim, and the night and rain made everything blurred and fell into a deep dream.

The first photo in the photo wall is available.

Then Hill went to the study. He took the first four of the stack of papers built on the dark elf territory from the wall. Irvine immediately took the paper and put it in the archives for safekeeping.

The content on the four papers has already been implemented.

The paper booked on the wall is an unfinished task and will be collected by Irvin after it is completed. Hill felt it was like playing a computer game, clearing the tasks one by one. This sense of organization makes him very comfortable. Of course, sometimes unexpected events can be quite pleasant...ah, I miss Monroe a little bit again, the so-called food is full of lust...

Hill searched for a while on the paper on the wall and found a mission that could "stop by and meet Monroe": charity.

The charity work currently underway is mainly divided into two aspects. One is the investment of the old Jackson and Hill himself, which was carried out by Princess Lydia of the Magnolia Empire, and is aimed at the poor people of the entire Magnolia Empire; the other is the Dark Vatican. Charity relief activities for residents around Famagusta.

Hill thought for a moment, closed his eyes and recalled what happened during this period of time.

He hasn't asked about charity for a while, and theoretically he should have gone to see it.

Tomorrow, leave the rest to the death knight Goldnia, and then take a few dark elves and a few succubus to the human world. The former has a very strong concealment ability and can sneak into some places for eavesdropping; the latter's spying process for intelligence is: walk over, ask, and get answers.

When he arrived in the human world, Hill released the dark elves and succubus to ask them to inquire about Princess Lydia's charity affairs. He first went to Famagusta where the Dark Vatican was located.

Now that the summer solstice has passed, everything is abundant.

The scenery in Famagusta is completely different from last year. Hill is walking on the trail, with the orchard on the left and the golden wheat field on the right. The forests in the distance are verdant and lush, and the villages nearby look peaceful and peaceful.

He still remembers the dirty town last year, the hungry people, and he still clearly remembers the face of the crazy woman who ate his child...

Oh, this is really a ghost.

Hill thought. It's hard to believe that a place has changed so much if it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes.

He turned a corner, and two priests in black robes rode in front of him.

Hill was dressed as a human nobleman. He had no idea of ​​revealing his identity, and he was tempted, so he raised his head and proactively said hello to the two priests: "Two gentlemen, good day."

"Good day. Your Excellency." said one of the priests: "Where are you from?"

"I came from where I should be." Hill said cleverly.

"Then you came from where you shouldn't be." said the priest.

Hill smiled. He didn't answer the priest's question. "It was a mess the last time I came here. It looks really good now."

"Yes, in order to continue to maintain this good situation, we need to strictly control outsiders like you, I hope you can understand." said the priest.

I feel that the attitude is okay.

"What if I don't understand?" Hill continued to provoke.

"We are very good at persuading people," said the priest who has not spoken. "He uses a tongue, I use a sword."

"This is a bit unfriendly," Hill said. "I also hope to have a friendly exchange with you, my friend."

"Whether the friendly communication depends on you, child." The priest said: "We treat all outsiders the same, but outsiders treat us differently."

Yeah, the priests of the Dark Church are also weirdly cute.

Hill laughed, chuckles at first, and the laughter gradually expanded, and finally caused thunder in the sky. The priest's horse was frightened and threw them to the ground, and the two priests were also frightened. The power of the devil made them lie on the ground and look up at Hill. Hill’s body was raised, his hair turned white, and terrible horns appeared on the top of his head. Then he spoke, his voice surrounded by thunder: "Children who are loyal to their duties, you have carried out your Pope’s will, your **** will Bless you."

The two priests were palpitating, their teeth trembled and they couldn't speak, but looked at Hill dumbfounded.

After Hill finished speaking, a flame rose from the soles of his feet, and he disappeared into the flames, like the leg bones of bulls and goats melted in the sacrifice. The flame dissipated, everything disappeared, like an illusion, but there were two things left on the ground, and they seemed to glow.

It took a long time for the two priests to stand up. One of them walked over with a trembling calf and found a cloak and a long sword lying quietly on the ground.

They immediately understood the meaning of the ‘god’ just now, and gave the cloak to the defender and the sword to the warrior.

They looked at each other and saw the enthusiasm and excitement in their eyes.

This is a miracle! They are favored by God! Everything that just happened is a test of God!

02.

The trees in the courtyard were verdant, and the birds stayed on top to sing happily.

Monroe was sitting under the tree in a plain white linen robe, and he was reading a roll of parchment.

The sun was shining, and there were large spots of light on his body. When the wind blew, the light and shadow on his body flickered, as if he lived between darkness and light.

"Good Yaxing, Lord Pope." A voice came.

Monroe raised his head and saw Hill lying on the roof over there with Erlang's legs tilted, lazily basking in the sun.

Monroe closed the book and everything changed rapidly. The trees withered, the vibrant green extinguished, the sun fell in the haze, the wind became the whisper of ghosts, and the beautiful courtyard now turned into a typical dark and gloomy style. Even the small fountain in the courtyard is now filled with dark red liquid.

The Haoyahing mentioned by Hill refers to this illusion.

"Suddenly there was a miracle in Famagusta, which was given to the priest's ‘artifact’, and you are so Yaxing, Lord Demon." Monroe replied.

The flat roof on which Hill was lying had no illusion, but instead it turned into a row of spikes, and Hill was alive and kicking. He went up and down the roof angrily, "How many eyeliners do you have in Famagusta? I'll know so soon."

"It's not because of the eyeliner. They came back to the Holy See yelling, so everyone in the Holy See knew about it." Monroe said, "Now everyone is very excited about going out and shopping. Try your luck and see if you can encounter the miracle."

"Oh, then allow me to bless the strangers who came to Famagusta during this period of time." Hill drew a dark **** sign on his chest and said falsely.

Famagusta is currently the only territory of the Dark Vatican in the human world. There is no harm in strengthening control. Besides, Monroe's achievements in Hill have also been seen.

"Is this a blessing from the culprit?" Monroe asked.

"It seems like a Debuff." Hill commented.

"Sounds similar." Monroe said.

"But what about it?" Hill asked rhetorically.

Monroe looked at Hill, with a black cold flame in his eyes.

"—The sweetness of sweetness."

Hill immediately felt that there was something in his chest clamoring, restless, rolling over his sanity.

Hey. Really ready to move.

When Hill was about to say something to him, Monroe stroked the spine of the book, and a small wing appeared on the book immediately. It flew into the room with a flap, probably looking for his position on the bookshelf. Hill was attracted to his attention and craned his neck to look-it was actually craned his neck. His head followed the book into the window, and finally saw that the book actually flew to the shelf by itself and squeezed into it. In the gap between the two books.

Monroe silently looked at Hill's neck, which was nearly a meter long.

Then Hill retracted his head, his eyes sparkling, "Wow, it's amazing, teach me and teach me."

"This is how magic works..."

Hill quickly learned this magic. After he was satisfied, he started talking about business: "I'm here to take a look at charity matters. You did a surprisingly good job."

"It should be." Monroe replied.

"How about the Plague Islands?" Hill asked.

"We can't make ends meet," Monroe said. "Our dealings with the local indigenous people are all about giving them things."

"It looks like this." Hill nodded.

"But it doesn't matter, we are not in the Plague Islands itself for making money."

"Hmm. Did you give them "Song of the Mountain Eagle" and "The Last Mohican"?"

"Not yet, waiting for the opportunity. I am collecting people from the Plague Islands and let them persuade the natives in the past." Monroe said, "The natives of the Plague Islands are not living well."

"Oh...I have an idea." Hill said.

"Um?"

"Build them a new house." Hill commented enthusiastically. He has recently become addicted to construction.

"...It's okay." This is indeed a good idea.

03.

After spending a day in the Dark Vatican, the people under Hill were very efficient. They had already probed into the specific situation of the charity of the Magnolia Empire.

Princess Lydia’s charity organization did some things in the beginning, and it was also published by "Makai Magazine", and then it became a superficial project, and even worse.

Hill felt a deep upset: "Old Jackson's money and our supplies have been supplied, but the poor have not got what they deserve."

Monroe said: "The person in charge is Bolai's side branch."

"Borlai?"

"The original surname of the deceased queen."

"Oh. I understand." Hill said, "The princess thinks her mother's family can be trusted, so she left it to them."

"They could have been reliable." Monroe said.

"Even if they embezzled the charity's money?" Hill asked back.

"Yes. For the princess, the Bolai family would definitely be more willing to support her politically. Embezzlement of money does not matter. At least objectively speaking, it is true." Monroe said.

Hill stared at Monroe for a while, his heart cold a little, "Ah, you are right."

"There is a feeling of being betrayed?" Monroe asked.

"It's true." Hill answered truthfully.

"In fact, you don't have to be like this, because the princess is likely to be kept in the dark. Even if she is good, she is excluded from politics for more than ten years. It will not be a few months to achieve a positive result." Monroe said, "And you only It has contributed to her ambitions, but did not directly give her the ability to control her ambitions."

"Oh..." Hill nodded.

"Then leave this to me. I'll take care of it for you." Monroe said.

"Well...it's troublesome." Hill said.

"I know, and I can see that you are very upset about it, so I am willing to share your worries for you, you can do what you like to do, and then wait for my good news." Monroe said.

Hill did get annoyed when he heard about this embezzlement of the charity's money. He wanted to kill, wanted to kill, and was very annoying.

"The princess is up to you." Monroe said, "My suggestion is to beat and beat."

"She might rebound." Hill said, "I give her enough ambition now."

"Emperor Magnolia is not the only child." Monroe said, his eyes seemed to have ice thorns swept by a blizzard, completely impersonal and sharp.

Depend on. Monroe is so cold. Hill murmured in his heart. "I know..." he replied with a long voice.

Monroe seemed a little helpless, "The way you look makes me feel like I'm bullying you."

"That'seems' go." Hill said. He walked up to Monroe and wanted to say a few words, but in the end it was not easy to say anything, so he just kissed him lightly. Lips, then whispered, "I'm waiting for your message."

"En." Monroe nodded, and a little scarlet flowers burned in his black eyes. "I'll ask you more if you come back."

"Big rebellion," Hill mumbled.

"I believe in you. I gave you everything, including my body. Even if you are a god, you have to give something." The scarlet flowers are even more beautiful.

"God... Then are you blasphemy?"

Unexpectedly, Monroe glanced at Hill and said calmly, "It was the gods who took the initiative to blaspheme the Paladin."

…Ah, it seems to be so.

But he dared to talk back!

"Wow." Hill rolled up his sleeves. "If I don't have something to do later, I'll see how I can clean you up."

The courtyard was still gloomy with black mist.

But the atmosphere is no different from the charming and peaceful feeling of sunshine in illusion.

Therefore, the splendor and warmth do not lie in the outside world, but in the heart.

04.

The Bolai family is a family that is good at making money. The current owner, Prince Tuttle Bolai, is the younger brother of the former queen, that is, he. Last year, when the Devildom Mall was just noticed by the royal family, he proposed to arrest Joan Baker and kill him. And then confiscated the property. But it was stopped by old Jackson at the time, otherwise Baron Baker would be in big trouble.

The Bolai family, two-thirds of the merchants in Magnolia City hated them, and the remaining third of the merchants hated them to death.

This time the Bolai Patriarch came forward to run the charity organization, Randolph Bolai, an offshoot of the Bolai family.

Princess Lydia first approached him because of his cousin Kevin's recommendation.

Kevin Borai—the eldest son of Tuttle Borai. He grew up with the princess and prince. He was also a good child. He was kind-hearted, but he couldn’t afford his father’s education. Push the family glory on your body, and everything is fine. What's the use of being kind? Look at what he did. The world wants results, no one cares what your heart is, not to mention that you did a lot of bad things.

However, Princess Lydia asked Kevin if there was any recommendation from someone who would work harder, and she wanted to do something on her own. Kevin didn't think so much at the time, he recommended Randolph to her, and Randolph Bolai was indeed a very capable person.

Princess Lydia summoned him, was very satisfied with him, and then talked to him about the charity.

He said that he could go back and report to Prince Borai, Princess Lydia was a little impatient, "Uncle will agree, and I am a princess, don't I even have this power?"

Kevin agreed at that time. He knew that the princess had said this and he would definitely not be able to contradict him. After he returned, he truthfully told Prince Borai. Prince Borai thought it was just a little girl playing, so he didn't take it seriously.

As a result, Kevin was moved by seeing the huge amount. He misappropriated a sum of money to honor the prince without authorization. The prince was a little surprised. After asking carefully, he learned that the money was originally used to buy things for civilians. So the prince thought that his niece was really a waste of money. Instead of throwing the money out, it was better to give it to my uncle.

So, from embezzling part of the money to embezzling most of it, to the poor who have almost nothing...

Of course, Princess Lydia was inspecting regularly. In order to fool her, Randolph had someone act as a commoner in advance to tell Princess Lydia how well they did charity and how they supported the princess. Princess Lydia didn't have much eyesight, she couldn't see that those people were acting.

Princess Lydia will also speak in public in some villages. The civilians who participated in the lecture have been educated in advance: if they talk nonsense, kill them-in fact, many people have died because of it.

Once, when Princess Lydia spoke in the official language, the next civilian man could not help but cursed. Because the other party’s local accent was too heavy, Princess Lydia did not understand. She asked the village chief next to him: "He What are you talking about?" The village chief glanced at the man, took his face down, and then smiled: "He is saying long live the princess."

Princess Lydia believed it too.

Of course, the man and his family died afterwards.

His wife was stripped naked by the wheel and thrown into the river. His infant child was thrown to death to feed the dog. He was tied to a tree. He roared for three days and nights, and then died of hunger and thirst. The other people in the village were silent, even more dare not to speak in the future.

This information is now on Monroe's desk.

Monroe looked at it carefully, his expression calm.

He got up and left the temporary wooden house. The wooden house instantly ignited with black flames, collapsed and destroyed.

Leona trembles behind him.

Under the pope's crown, he was angry.

05.

On this day, Randolph was having a banquet in his manor. His manor is located outside Magnolia City, on a small plain, which he recently built with charity.

At the banquet, there were some people from the Borai family, some people from charity organizations, and some little nobles who were fond of Randolph. Randolph was very proud of the spring breeze during this period. He was familiar with the princess and brought so much income to the Borai family. Prince Borai was kind to him. It seems that his status in the family is going to rise.

The banquet was very lively. The food at the banquet was all high-quality canned food provided by the Makai Shopping Mall. The guests were full of praise.

Randolph sat in the first place, listening to the bard playing a tune, beside a courtesan, he was very happy.

At this moment, the servant's voice sounded at the door: "This gentleman...you are not within the scope of being invited...ah-!"

There was a sudden scream, and then stopped abruptly.

Then three uninvited guests appeared.

The headed person is dressed up as a nobleman, and knowledgeable people recognize it as the noble attire popular in the Fessen Empire. On his left is a pale, petite girl who looks familiar for some reason, and the one on the right has cold gray eyes. Man dressed as a ranger. They are the messengers of Monroe and the two dark churches.

"Who are you?" asked one of Randolph's guards sharply.

Monroe glanced at him and saw the evil spirit entwined with him. Then Monroe took off the brooch on his chest and motioned for the other party to come and take it.

Noble brooches are generally engraved with family crests. This display in this period is a bit like handing out business cards on the earth.

The guard walked over and reached out to pick up the brooch, but the moment his finger touched the brooch, it turned black. He screamed and quickly fell to the ground, his body turned into coke, and a black mist spread from his body. Going up, it was twisted into a sign carved by his brooch.

The sign of the Dark Holy See.

Someone screamed: "It's the Dark Vatican!"

"The Dark Vatican!"

"Devil-!!"

Such a horrible scene shocked everyone, and some aristocratic ladies directly burst into tears, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Monroe said slowly: "Never touch the devil's things." Then he looked at Randolph who was sitting in the first place, "What do you think? Mr. Randolph Berlay."

His eyes were like blades, and hot sparks were pressed into them. The outline was sharp like a blade, and he fell to the ground with a single word, and the spark suddenly became full.

-Anger and start a prairie fire.

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