only god

Chapter 100 The authority of life is on the top of the mountain, not the throne of the king
In the palace at night.

King Dolo was pacing in the court, his head was slightly lowered, his hands were behind his back, and he looked alone, like a lonely ghost.

Since King Doroce ascended the throne, the Kingdom of Logos has become more and more prosperous day by day. The palace is full of murals of all kinds. The colors on the walls are still new. There are countless exotic flowers and herbs. A slightly drunken smell filled the nostrils.

Under the appearance of the prosperity of the Logos Kingdom, it is the heart of King Doro who is eager to make achievements but hesitates.

Every time Ruiying’s words hit the heart of King Doroe, his father, King Alesto, brought writing, history, agriculture, and animal husbandry to the kingdom... There are countless achievements, and the name of King Alesto is doomed. Immortal, indelible.

And what about yourself?

King Dolo felt that he did not have no merits for the kingdom. The most worth mentioning was the law. It was with his permission that the law could appear on the land of the kingdom.

however…

There is only law.

Compared with the majestic brilliance left by his father in the history books, his own figure is so small, and compared with his father's former authority, his own authority can only be humbled.

The pacing King Doloo hesitated, he didn't know what to do.

He walked to the altar, knelt down, lowered his head and put his hands together, and asked:
"Lord, I want to ask you, when will I let my name be as glorious as my father's."

King Doro loves his father, King Jaresto, but he doesn't want his name to be a foil to his father.

He didn't want posterity to mention him as the son of Jalesto. He expected his name to be unique in history, even... to be listed alongside the name of the prophet Ar.

King Doroe prayed softly:

"Great God, King Tertullian reprimanded me for my deeds in the tablet.

Am I doing something wrong?I just want to find your whereabouts like him, I just want to... establish a merit that is not inferior to my father. "

In front of the altar, King Dorio lowered his head very low. People always do this. In the face of great authority, they will always be involuntarily humbled.

so that...

Hypocritically humble.

Sincere humility is worse than genuine arrogance, but duplicity is far worse than genuine arrogance.

Ruiying walked into the palace at some point, and the words of his father's prayer fell into his ears.

King Doroe clearly expected to establish achievements, but he said that he was just looking for the place of God.

Ruiying watched all this with a sneer, feeling sorry for her father.

For him, who had never witnessed a miracle, was in a high position, and was quite ambitious, the stories in history seemed no longer so real.

And those miracles passed on by word of mouth, the shock given to Ruiying was greatly reduced.

"Father."

Ruiying spoke,

"I have buried King Tertullian's tablet in the ground, and no one has seen it except you and me."

King Doloo raised his face and looked at his own Ruiying.

After a while, he spit out a word:

"it is good."

King Doroe's body was trembling, and he was about to stand up.

Ruiying walked over quickly, grabbed her father's shoulder, and held King Doloo down like this.

King Doro moved some of his shoulders in an attempt to struggle, but was firmly held in place by his eldest son.

At this time, the king suddenly realized that Ruiying could easily hold him down because he was old, and his strength was so much stronger than his own.

"Father, the slate is full of reprimands."

Ruiying said.

King Doloo looked at Ruiying. At this moment, he had to raise his chin slightly, looking up at the face of his eldest son.

"I know I know."

The content of that slate is not obscure.

Tertullian reprimanded Dolce for attempting to enslave the Three-Eyed Ape-Man, vehemently saying that this would lead to the destruction of the kingdom.

The uncle who had been away from Logos for a long time first taught King Doroo a lesson from the perspective of faith, and then talked about the slave uprising. With the fertility of the three-eyed ape man, sooner or later, the whole kingdom will be spread. Will be destroyed by the mighty slave uprising.

Although King Dorre felt that the content on the slate was nothing more than alarmist, the words of King Deltrian made the idea of ​​enslaving the three-eyed ape-man start to hesitate again.

"Father, what are you afraid of? Doesn't King Tertullian know our difficulties?!"

Ruiying's voice raised.

"Father, I tell you, I made another prophecy, and my men took out the eyes of the five three-eyed ape-men."

Ruiying's voice was extremely cold-blooded, without any sympathy,
"Using the five eyes of prophecy, I successfully made a prophecy.

I prophesied the fate of a servant, and I saw him break a leg on the third day.

Then, on the third day, he did roll down the hill and broke his leg.

Do you know what that means? "

Ruiying's voice is scary high, and his shadow is projected on King Doroe.

King Doroe was overshadowed by the eldest son.

"What does it mean..."

King Doroe asked in a trembling voice.

"We can really use the power of prophecy of the three-eyed ape-man, my priests, they even found a way to use spices to assist the power of prophecy!"

"Father. In the past ten years, I have also discovered that the more eyes of prophecy, the more accurate and grand predictions we can make.

As the number of prophecies increases, my priests speculate that as long as, as long as, as long as there are a thousand eyes of prophecy, we can predict all the future of a person, as long as there are one hundred thousand eyes of prophecy, we It can predict the future direction of the kingdom...

What if, what if there were 100 million prophetic eyes?
Father, can you imagine that?
Those three-eyed apes say that the eye of prophecy comes from the divine power of Cargaus.

If, if there were 100 million prophetic eyes, we might be able to use all the power of the prophetic god to predict where our god is! "

Ruiying spoke more and more enthusiastically. He looked at King Doloo excitedly. With just a nod, their father and son could create such a great cause.

"Father! You don't have to bow your knees to the nobles and ministers anymore. The authority of the throne of the king will surpass that of King Jalesto, and it will be as deeply rooted in the hearts of the people as the prophet Aar! Our names will be framed on the first page of the history book, and the queen of Logos People can't forget it even after ten lives!
King Doroe stared blankly at his eldest son.

Ruiying's words made her excited and made her crazy.

Compared to herself, it seems... Ruiying is more like a king.

He is more suitable to sit on the throne of the king in the stone palace.

Finally, King Doroe no longer hesitated.

Sitting on the throne of the king should have his name framed in the history books.

"Seoyoung,
Those three-eyed ape people...they are not the children of God,

never was. "

Ruiying looked at her father.

He finally got the answer he wanted!
Ruiying lowered her head, let go of her father's shoulder, and knelt down in front of King Doloo.

King Dolo stood up slowly, he turned his face and looked in the direction of the palace.

In the palace not far away, the throne of the king stands in the darkness.

In this world,

Some kings may never know a truth in their entire lives.

The authority of life is on the top of the mountain, not the throne of the king, but the fangs of death are just right.

(End of this chapter)