Hero’s Master Is The Demon King

“Ah!! I said! I’m sorry! Forgive me, General Bron was locked up by me, in the dungeon, in the dungeon, forgive me, please let go, I’m going to die, I’m going to die!”

The fat king uttered the screams of livestock. Demon King grabbed his bloated hand, pressed it to the ground, and stepped on his waist, just lightly twisting him. His hand, he said it all.

“If you want to live longer, I hope you can learn to be smarter, Lord Wang.”

Demon King coldly said, then threw his hand away, the latter wailed With a scream, he fell to the ground and couldn’t get up.

The other party didn’t take him seriously at all, and he wasn’t even as good as a subordinate.

The king was afraid of crying on the ground. In fact, he didn’t even have the strength to stand up.

“wu wu! Why don’t you help me!”

He cursed and beat the floor like a child.

The minister had already been scared to the point of shivering by the Dark Knight. They were never expected. After the other party actually asked a question, he immediately took action and directly beat the king. Ruthless, he didn’t pay attention to him at all.

“Guo, Lord Wang, are you all right.”

“Go away, you guys!”

Kingsley got up from the ground , And left the room full of debris without looking back. At this moment, he finally understood that those ministers were useless at all, and he was not as important as he thought. The so-called king is just a title. He is just a fat man with a crown on his head that’s all.

In the dungeon, this place is still under the control of the original imperial soldiers, and the Demon King is not interested in prisoners, so he has not paid attention to this place, let it continue to maintain its original appearance.

Now, he came to the dungeon, which was gloomy and cold, and the torch was burning by the wall, making the wall darker than the night.

“Who?!”

“Are you?”

Several jailers stopped Demon King. They didn’t know Demon King and stayed in the dungeon. Although they know what happened above, they haven’t met Eberron and Demon King.

“Take me to see Bron.”

The Demon King commanded. The two jailers froze for a moment, with a bad feeling that they did not know the man in front of them. Never heard the order from above. But the attitude and aura of the other party made them feel that this was a big man, so they didn’t dare to act rashly.

“Who are you?”

When they asked this question, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside, and I saw Abelen with a group of soldiers Come to the front.

“My lord, why are you coming back, don’t let me know, hey! You idiots, don’t you go away soon.”

Eberlen went up and shouted quickly.

“Yes!”

The jailer opened the door quickly, and didn’t dare to lift his head. The king was under house arrest, and Eberlen’s theft of politics had spread throughout the entire city, but what they didn’t know was that there was such a character, and even Eberlen had to be respectful in front of him.

“Who are you looking for, sir? Tell me, I will bring him to see you immediately, no matter whether you live or die, I can do it, you don’t need to personally…”

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“There seems to be more people in the cell, Abelen.”

Just when he was filming the flattery, Demon King suddenly coldly said, which made Abelen feel spineless. cool.

In the cells on both sides, a pair of eyes looked at them. At this moment, someone suddenly lay in front of the railing and wailed: “I am wronged! My lord, I have no corruption, I have no…”

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It was a man who had been whipped, his body was full of scars.

Eberlen glared at him, gnashing his fist with his teeth, thinking that he should kill him.

That’s right, the person who was locked up was the former tax collector of the Wangcheng City, but now he is already a prisoner.

“I’m reminding you once, I know your every move, don’t do stupid things, you know?”

“Yes, yes, I’m sorry, my lord…”

Eberlen said sweaty, his head lowered and his heartbeat was very fast.

The soldiers behind him are all from Eberron, and Demon King is alone and still in this kind of prison.

Perhaps, maybe he can…

The more he has such dangerous thoughts, the faster the heartbeat will be. If he can get rid of the control of the other party, then he will be the king. The highest realm as a merchant is to set the rules, and the king is such a task.

As a businessman, Eberlen impossible has no such desire. During this time, he has felt the power of power, and he is intoxicated by it. Supreme’s power is enough to make a businessman bet his life. He wants to take a gamble.

However, he still loosened his fist, and reason defeated his desire for the first time.

“If you are looking for Bron, he is here.”

Eberlen nodded bowed, he is very timid, he will never stand in front of risk by himself.

In the cell on the 3rd floor, it is even darker here, the ground is still moist, and the air is filled with a long-lasting smell.

I saw a sturdy old man appear in a cell. He bowed his head and sat on the edge of the wall facing the railing.

“Are you Bron?”

Demon King asked, he can see the magic power on the opponent, and this old man, his magic level is very impressive, when he was young Must be a powerful fighter. It’s just that he’s weakened a lot now, and he can see it.

The other party seemed to be awake, raised his head slightly, he glanced at everyone’s feet, and then closed it again, as if he was sleepy.

“What’s the matter with me, a dying old man?”

“I just don’t think a soldier should die in a cold and damp cell. Can you still hold a sword?”

“hmph, it’s okay to behead your heads by the way.”

Suddenly, with a ding, a sharp sword was suddenly inserted in front of him, and Bronn widened. Eyes, that mirror-like blade, this is a good sword!

He raised his head and looked towards the man whose body half melted into the darkness.

“Are you underestimating me?”

He has a calm face, the other party did not speak.

This annoyed him.

Suddenly, he lifted his foot and kicked it on the hilt. The sword flew up and cut off the chain hanging on the wall. He released his right hand, and then the right hand spun. The chain wrapped around the right hand was tied to the sword over there and pulled it out.

I saw the sword light flicker in the cage. When Eberlen reacted, the sword had been fixed in front of Demon King’s forehead. It was clamped by two fingers. It was completely motionless and stable. Comparable to a sword in a stone.

“Good skill, who are you?”

Bron asked.

Demon King flicked his hand, and the sword in his hand flew out, only to see a burst of sparks, and the sword accurately cut off the handcuffs of the old man’s left hand.

“If you want to save your son, then follow me.”

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Eberlen took a look, the sword was still in the cell, and the old man’s hands were not handcuffed. He didn’t see what happened just now. If the other party wants to kill him, I’m afraid he’s already one. A corpse.

“My lord! Wait for me!”

He hurried to catch up.

Only the old man remained in the cell, and he looked towards the sword beside him blankly.

“Booth?”

He was muttered.