Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

No one thinks that ascetics will betray the Church of Light.

Ascetics are the most devout believers in the church to the God of Light. Successive popes can only use them, but cannot control them.

In fact, a concealed truth is that many popes are afraid of their power, worrying that one day they will find themselves unfaithful to the gods.

——This is the relationship between the Pope and the Ascetic.

The failure of the assassination of the ascetic monk was indeed unexpected by the Pope, but it would not be absolutely unbelievable. Past ascetic monks have failed missions, but of course it is rare.

What made him sweat is that the watcher reported that Teresa Shelley lost his temper at home after hearing the news of the mission failure and dropped a lot of things. The angry Pope of Teresa can also be understood. The Pope believes that if he is still in Winter City, the assassination should be guaranteed. He originally returned to the holy city for the church, but he didn't expect Farr to harm the church. In other words, he will be angry on purpose. But it really wasn't Teresa's fault. The Pope was ready to comfort Theresa.

After the mission failed, the ascetics immediately returned to the holy city. According to the church’s rules, the pope has no right to deal with the ascetics. The ascetics themselves will deal with the failed ascetics. Their punishment methods have always been extremely severe, so the pope did not intervene.

The Pope is currently worried about the relationship between the church and Milheim, the Ice Empire, after this incident.

The relationship between the church and Mülheim had been tense before, and there was a period of peace after the replacement of Theresa. This assassination should have touched the ice emperor Claude's inverse scales. It was good for the assassination to succeed, but it failed, and it got to the point where everyone knew it.

The Pope understood that there would be a deadlock next, and he was mentally prepared, but the next thing still surprised him.

The Bingdi hadn't spoken yet, the angry people rushed into the church in Mülheim, and some even smashed the statues of gods in the church! Punish, who to punish? All the people are rioting! Isn't this crazy? !

The Pope realized that this time it seemed that the divine power had been completely lost to the royal power. He did not expect the people to support the Ice Emperor so much. It was obviously just a kid... The Pope thought in his heart that he had met the Ice Emperor when the Ice Emperor was young, and He gave hints to the Ice Emperor and his ministers, and for so many years, Winter City has almost always been a situation where the officials are strong and the king is weak. In recent years, the Ice Emperor is gradually struggling to get out of the hints-Hill also counted. The accidental hit and the accident brought the Bingdi completely out of the suggestion. But even without Hill, Bingdi has broken through the shackles in the past few years.

Soon after, the pope heard the saying that the person who disrupted the ice emperor's wedding with Olivia was the public enemy of all mankind.

This made the pope almost spit out blood.

This, this, how did the Ice Emperor make the people come to this conclusion?

This is a big deal. The rest of the issues do not matter-the Pope knows that to a certain extent he can do whatever he wants, but this does not include opposition to humans. Not all people are ascetic monks. When encountering the opposition between faith and life, there are still a few people who choose to stand on the side of faith. Of course, if you stab others for the sake of faith, then this is the majority (...).

So now it seems that there is only this trick.

The pope announced that the priest was a traitor to the church and deliberately used this to discredit the church. Just remove the church from this matter, and then let's issue a wanted warrant for that ascetic monk. The Pope did a very good job in breaking the arm of a strong man, but he broke someone else's arm (...).

As for why the pope could hear this information about the "public enemy of all mankind"? That's because Teresa is not in Winter City.

The Bright Church has a distinct hierarchy, and there are things that are reported at all levels. In the past, the priests of Winter City felt that the Mozu had too much advantage in public opinion, and they felt wrong, so they reported it to Bishop Teresa, and then, hey, of course, they were directly intercepted by the cardinal who was eating inside and out. .

The next day, at the meeting of the Church of Light in the Holy City, Teresa said directly: "I'm going back to Wintery City."

Nowadays, most people in the church know what's going on in Mülheim's chaos. In their opinion, it is better to avoid the limelight first. Anyway, the sky is falling and there is a high support, and the Pope will finally solve the problem. Many people were surprised by Teresa's words, thinking that the young man was so sincere.

There was a priest who showed good intentions to him: "I think, Bishop Shelley, you should wait until the matter over there is roughly over before you go back."

"Because Milheim is messy now, I should go back to preside over the overall situation." Teresa Shelley rebuffed the other party's kindness: "Also ask the Pope to punish those ascetics severely."

The pope frowned. It was inconvenient for him to speak directly. Naturally, there were others who conveyed his meaning.

"This..." said a priest, "Is it necessary for me to teach you the most basic rules? Bishop Shelley?" He said this with a defiant attitude.

"I can also teach you the meaning of survival and death, sir." Teresa opened his mouth coldly and said threatening words, and then when the faces of others changed, he looked at the pope, and there seemed to be something in his cold eyes. Sporadic cold rain, "My lord is supreme, and my lord is merciful and tolerant, but we are humans after all. I think our control should be stronger." His words caused many people present to open their mouths. Listen to this. It looks like a **** who is holding the pope, slanderers, but it happened that Teresa said that he seriously believed that the pope should have more secular power.

This has always been an eternal topic of struggle.

So no one dared to interrupt.

Teresa got up straight after saying this, "Forgive me to leave first, under the crown of the Pope, I am anxious to return to Winter City."

"Yeah." The pope pondered for a moment, and then said: "You choose two teams of ascetic monks. Now Milheim is in danger. Protect yourself."

cough. This is to raise Teresa's status again.

"Thank you for being crowned the Pope." Teresa nodded and did not bow, so she left directly.

Others couldn't help thinking that Teresa really favored Teresa under the Pope's crown, but Teresa looked too confident.

What they didn't know was him, and the more Teresa was like this, the more the Pope was at ease with him.

The black sheepskin boots stepped on the streets full of fallen leaves, accompanied by the wind that raised the corners of his clothes and the soft sound of the leaves under his feet decayed and collapsed, and the red cloak inadvertently exposed the knight's sword on his waist. Teresa stood still after leaving the Holy See, and whispered swiftly: "You won't be allowed to wait too long, the captain's hatred, the demon lord's wish... everything will be done. I promise."

02.

When the church was in chaos and busy refuting rumors, Hill returned to the Demon World to start daily construction.

Some time ago, he assigned most of his work to his subordinates, and Hill knew it was a bit too anxious, and those people were definitely not as good as him. But Hill himself is really lacking in skills. Um. That avatar still has skills, it doesn't mean that...Wait what he was thinking...Why did he accidentally drive a car by himself...

Hill cut a piece of steak hard and put it in his mouth with a fork.

"My king, human immigrants...you call them ‘immigrants’. There have been many new problems recently, and humans and goblins are not friendly."

It was a gray morning, and even the fog outside hadn't cleared up even at breakfast time. I could hear the raven screaming hoarsely on the window sill, and Hill threw the fork over impatiently. The raven was so startled that it fluttered its wings and flew away. The black body fluttered in the mist and disappeared quickly, but the wings The sound of fluttering lingered in my ears.

"Eh, my king?" the goblin elder asked in a bit of horror.

"You keep talking." Hill said, "leave me alone."

"Eh... OK." Elder goblin had no choice but to continue: "On the human side, at first it was because humans always deliberately received multiple foods. At first it was like a few people, but gradually almost everyone became like that. They look so alike, goblins can't tell them apart."

"With currency." Hill continued to cut the steak with a knife. When on the earth, his power did not support the relaxed, elegant and freehand cutting of the steak. When there is beef tendon, he can't wait to stand up the knife madly. Now that he has enough power, the feeling of cutting a steak elegantly is not too good. After cutting this piece, his gaze floated to Alice next to him, and then said kindly: "Alice, if I can't move, can I help you?"

"No, sir, I will do my best!" Alice said a little inflated.

It's not a good thing for a child to be too self-reliant... This sentence floated through Hill's mind.

"But with money..." said the goblin elder next to him.

"Every day, pay them a daily payment." Hill Yan said concisely.

"but……"

Hill directly interrupted the goblin elder's words: "No but, think of a way."

"Okay, my king," said the elder goblin.

This refreshing feeling is also pretty good.

After breakfast, Hill called the death knight Goldnia, who hadn't patrolled the territory for a long time. He planned to take him, the dark elf, and an Irvine out to patrol.

Goldnia still looks like a typical death knight, with thick armor outside. Hill opened Goldnia's mask and saw that there was no head but a black mist inside. He reached in and grabbed a handful of it, and then asked, "How do you feel?"

"Your hand just touched my brain, and my brain said it was deeply honored." Goldnia said.

"All right." Hill smiled and shook his head, "Let's walk together in human form."

"Yes, my king." Death knights generally don't change their human form. One is that they don't have that habit, and the other is that they consume energy. Monroe's humanoid is mainly because Hill likes it.

Hill glanced at Goldnia's face and found that he seemed a little sad. "Are you in trouble, Gore?" Hill asked.

"My king, this is how things are..."

"Forget it, I don't want to know." Hill said immediately, "Come on, let's continue to talk about the matter just now. This time we will ride to the goblin first, then take the train to the school, and get off in this forest halfway..."

"Okay, my king." Goldnia had no choice but to say so.

They are indeed too dependent on Lord Demon now, and it is time for them to deal with the problem independently.

03.

Although it has been more than a year since the journey, Hill has not yet rode a horse. Today’s arrangement of such a itinerary is also a whim. He has ridden a horse on the earth not many times. The price of the riding field is as thrilling as the feeling of riding a horse. Now he is also an addiction?

In the morning, it began to lightly rain. Riding on the horse, the horse ran at a fast speed, and the red cloak behind him rolled like waves. The rain came on, and it felt very refreshing. This experience was really good. Hill wanted to scream, "Let us live in harmony with the world / ride horses to share the prosperity of the world".

There are currently a large number of humans living on the edge of the goblin territory. Hill has built a lot of wooden houses in advance. The wooden houses are similar in appearance and have different house numbers on them. The main work of human beings in the demon world is to mine minerals, build railways with the dwarves, lay hands on the skeleton construction team, etc.... Hill originally imagined that the educated among them could enter the Central Academy, but he found that this was really just a fantasy. , Few of the first humans to come to the Demon Realm were literate.

But take your time, there will always be.

In addition, some of the second sons of the nobles in human beings were arranged by Hill into administrative positions to give hands to the five elders and their small cadres-of course, they were in peripheral positions and would not touch the core secrets.

After leaving the goblin territory, Hill inspected a piece of land, and the encyclopedia department said that a town could be built here.

This is a plain with beautiful scenery and abundant resources. There are beautiful forests with few large predators. There are also various charming lakes, large and small, and sweet fruits. From a distance, you can see a waterfall stream falling from the mountain, forming a sharp contrast with the dark rocks.

It is indeed a pretty good place. Hill nodded secretly. It was not far from the Blackrock Tower and could be used to build the first city in the Demon World. Before that, the Demon World had only villages, not cities. There are all kinds of game CG pictures of Demon City in Hill's brain. In the end, he stood in the open space and thought for a moment, and decided that the entire cyberpunk-style demon world city would come out. Now the technology level of the demon world will force the scientific research department and the black dwarves to make a semi-industrialization step in place.

Then he walked into the forest and looked at it. The forest was endless. At first, the trees were not densely spaced, and it could even be said to be sparse. But soon the trees became luxuriant, and the rain made a crackling sound on the leaves, and when it stepped on the wet, leafy ground, it also made a muddy noise. Most of the forests are herbivores, but Hill saw a large tree with purple flowers hanging from it, which was gorgeous and beautiful, and had a musky scent.

"Angel's horn," said Albrecht, the dark elf.

"I don't like the name." Goldnia said concisely.

"The original name was Mandala." Albrecht said.

"Then why don't you just say the original name?" Goldnia asked, "because the nickname is more famous?"

"No." Albrecht answered honestly: "My king likes Paladins. I said the alias is to attract his attention and make him happy."

Goldnia: "..."

Goldnia: "...Let's do it."

Albrecht immediately wagged his tail and looked at Hill: "My king, my king?"

Hill was just thinking about something: "What?"

"My lord, haven't you heard?" Albrecht asked.

"Well, I just thought of something..." Datura is poisonous, and I remember that it has anesthetic effect. It's time to get anesthetic problems after this trip. Hill was thinking about this, "What?"

"It's okay, my king." Albrecht gave a big smile, "Gore and I are going to prepare lunch."

"Go," Hill said.

On the way to lunch, Goldnia asked: "Why don't you say it to my king again?"

“If my king didn’t hear clearly when I said it the first time, there is no need to waste my king’s time for him to listen to it a second time.” Albrecht said easily: “My feelings for my king and how he treats him I have nothing to do. I know that many times my pleasing to him can’t improve his mood. I just want to do it like this. Even if it only makes him smile once, I’m satisfied... But it’s a waste of my king. Time, that’s a big deal."

"That's it." Goldnia nodded, feeling a little.

All Demon Races know how much the Demon Lord has done for the Demon Race, and the Demon Races are also using their methods to respect and love such a Demon Lord.

The whole atmosphere of the Demon World is really good now.

04.

It's lunch time!

Naturally, the lunch in the forest is mainly based on barbecue. Irwin also brought some sausages, plus freshly picked fruits and directly salvaged sweet spring water, this lunch is quite rich.

The grilled sausages were repeatedly grilled on the fire, sizzling, dripping down with grease, looking plump and delicious.

The grilled meat on the other side is poured with honey and various spices in turn. This is Irwin's own improved honey grilled meat, which is very popular in Makai shopping malls. The surface of the meat gradually turned into a tempting burnt yellow, the skin began to crisp, and the rich fragrance also exuded. Then Irvine cut the roast into strips, then rolled them with lettuce leaves, and handed them to Hill respectfully.

Hill took a bite and took a bite. The spicy and pleasant barbecue was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The gravy came out after one bite. It was oily and delicious. The vegetable leaves wrapped around effectively neutralize the greasy taste, which is unique and delicious.

Then Irvin conjured up a bunch of jelly. Hill picked a coffee jelly. The coffee was bitter and mellow, and of course it had a creamy flavor and the unique Q-bomb taste of the jelly. It was just right to eat with the barbecue. All this gives this little dessert the ability to fascinate people easily,

There is also a kind of barbecue that does not need to be wrapped in lettuce leaves. That kind of barbecue needs to be grilled for a longer time. When the fat is grilled, the grilled sauce seeps in from the burnt skin. Irvine has excellent temperature control. The finished barbecue is crispy on the outside and can be chewed out with a bite, but the meat inside is tender enough to overflow the juice, and it tastes scorched, delicious sauce and the meat itself. The scent of the scent is mixed together, and it is delicious to the point of crying.

Blowing the wind in the forest, listening to the names of the birds, eating barbecue, drinking a sip of cold spring water.

That's cool.

After eating and drinking, Hill lay on the rocks over there basking in the sun, "There was a buffalo where I just came."

"I haven't eaten it." Irvin said.

"You can eat too." Hill said.

"Is there any difference between a buffalo and a normal scalper? My king." Irwin asked.

"The buffalo is mooing, the scalper's cry: Do you want a ticket, brother." Hill said.

"Ah? What are you talking about?" Irvin was at a loss.

"Nonsense." After Hill finished speaking, he squeaked and grinned for a while, and he felt a kind of lonely funny every time like this.

No one knows these stalks, and every time they ridicule, they realize that they are different.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, there are enough people who care about his respect and love him now. Anything can be made up. he thinks.

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