I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"If you feel regretful at this time, it will be the greatest insult to the warriors who followed you in the battle, and it will be a blasphemy to the souls of the victims."

The First Emperor Yingzheng looked up at the roof, the past flashed by like a passing cloud, the firmness in his eyes never wavered, and he said word by word:

"The king may regret it, but he will never stop because of regret, otherwise, the country he leads will have no future."

As the king of vampires, Leticia is still too young to fully comprehend the meaning of what Ying Zheng and the man of the mountain said, but she has already made plans for the next thing.

The Alliance of Ouroboros Demon Kings who failed to achieve their goal will definitely not give up, but with the remaining power in their hands, they can't resist at all, so they can only hug their thighs.

Leticia, who tied her blond hair with a ribbon, turned into a lolita. She stood in front of the table and looked up at the two principals of the Moon Community, showing an unparalleled desire to survive.

"I wish to join the Xingyue Community with the Hakogara Knights, and I also ask Grandpa Hassan and Brother Zheng to provide shelter."

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Chapter 297 The Innocent Princess

Leticia's pitiful crisp loli voice echoed in the room, and the heroic spirits who were still discussing with each other were all quiet in an instant, waiting for the two big bosses to make a decision.

Ying Zheng and the old man of the mountain looked at each other, but they didn't see any rejection in the other's eyes, so they nodded in agreement.

And Gilgamesh, who received the news later, did not express any objection. Even when he decided to send troops to suppress the rebellion at the beginning, he was aiming at expansion except for the love of the mountain.

Although protecting Leticia and the Knights of the Little Garden is equivalent to provoking and declaring war on the Ouroboros Demon King Alliance, by accepting them, they can gain part of the Western District's territory and the authority of the class rulers.

Today, there are five three-digit powerhouses in the Xingyue Community, the Old Man of the Mountain, the First Emperor, the King of Heroes, King Solomon, and Deathwing, who are not afraid of the threat of the Demon King at all.

Moreover, Xingyue also reached an alliance with the Queen of Halloween, Leah, who controls the north. If the Ouroboros Demon King Alliance really hits the door, it will be no different from delivering food.

After signing the contract, Leticia returned to the Xingyue Community with the remnants of the Hanging Garden, and at the same time escorted hundreds of rebels to the past.

According to the rules of the vampire clan, Leticia sentenced the rebels and would impale them.

And because of its super high-speed regeneration ability, a vampire pierced by an iron stake will not die, so this is not a death sentence.

It's just that these rebellious vampires will be impaled repeatedly by iron stakes in the next hundreds of years until the end of their sentence.

Grand Duke Vlad was very interested in this kind of criminal law, and asked Leticia to take the position of executioner, and prepared the rebels with extremely skilled craftsmanship.

After handling all the affairs properly, Gilgamesh lifted the wartime state, allowing the Moon Community to return to a relaxed and lazy state.

Those who should drink drink, those who should rush to draft, those who should do figures do figures...

The idle heroes pass the time with their hobbies, and sometimes they go out to participate in a few gift games, and when they are really bored, they draw circles and compete.

About a week later, in the residence of the Old Man of the Mountain.

Al Gore, who was killed by a sword earlier, was serving tea and water to the old man graciously, while Luo Cuilian, who was standing aside, stared at him angrily.

Due to the rules of Hakoniwa, the Demon King will become a member of the community after being defeated. Even if he is killed in battle, he will be re-summoned by Hakoniwa Center to perform his duties.

But it may be the reason for the one-on-one kill. Hakoniwa Center even defined Al Gore as the follower of the mountain man, which fundamentally cut off the possibility of her going out to cause trouble again.

After all, in the entire Xingyue community, only the old man of the mountain has the strength to restrain the magic star Al Gore.

Al Gore didn't think too much about it, and quickly integrated into his new life, lighting up all the skills he didn't know before with a speed almost like cheating.

Then, Al Gore took away some of the jobs originally reserved for Luo Cuilian, an apprentice, and even worked very hard.

"Master, please drink tea."

The tall girl with purple hair and purple eyes held the teacup in front of the old man of the mountain. The steaming hot tea was filled with white mist, and large pieces of tea were floating in the water.

Looking at Al Gore, who had a low eyebrow and a pleasing appearance in front of him, the old man of the mountain couldn't connect him with the arrogant appearance a week ago. He took the teacup and said:

"You adapted quickly, and you didn't even have a period of decadence, which made this old man a little hard to understand."

"It's not that I really changed my nature, but the gap in strength can still be seen clearly. Besides, 'If you come out to mess around, you will have to pay back sooner or later', this is the fate of the devil king."

As one of the three major problem children, Al Gore has long been mentally prepared. She has no intention of running a community and does not want to retire at all. She just wants to die vigorously on the road to trouble.

"If I am not defeated by you this time, I will still lose when I challenge the three thousand gods and Buddhas. I just don't know what will happen to me."

The old man of the mountain nodded after listening, put the teacup on the table, stood up, and said:

"As long as you keep yourself safe, the old man will not restrict your freedom, and you don't have to do these chores to pretend to be good."

Looking at the back of the man on the mountain gradually leaving, Al Gore's eyes flashed with inexplicable emotions, and he murmured to himself:

"Perhaps, such an ending is not bad, right? At least, the spirit has not been weakened by derogation."

After arranging Luo Cuilian's teaching properly, the old man of the mountain wandered slowly in the community, and arrived at the place where the realm gate was located before he knew it.

Originally, the old man of the mountain didn't want to stay here for too long, but the conversation sound from the room made him stop.

"Uncle Solomon, just let me go outside through the realm gate once, just once, I can go anywhere."

"No, no, it's impossible for me to agree."

"One time, one time is not enough? Uncle Solomon is so heartless, it's a pity that I used to bring cakes for you to eat every day."

"It's too dangerous for you to go outside alone, after all, your strength doesn't even reach four digits..."

"Uncle Solomon, you are a bully! I'd better go to Sister Sheba first and ask her to help intercede."

"Wait, wait a minute, we have something to discuss!"

Listening to this bargain-like conversation, the man of the mountain who entered the room saw Solomon who looked embarrassed, and the girl who was clutching Solomon's robe and acting coquettishly.

The girl with silver hair and blue eyes was wearing a white luxurious robe, holding a doll in her hand, and wearing a light blue cloak, her whole person exuded an air of innocence.

"Isn't this Anna? You're such a messy kid, you're not a good boy."

The girl who was concentrating on trying to persuade Solomon turned her head, and immediately ran over after seeing the man on the mountain, as if she had found a backer.

"Grandpa, the man of the mountain, I'm almost bored to death staying in the community, just let me go out to play once, grandpa~~~"

Looking at the girl who was entangled with him in front of him, the face under the mask of the mountain man showed a look of dumbfounding. When he looked at Solomon, he saw deep helplessness in the other party's eyes.

Facing Anastasia's proficient coquettishness, even the old man on the mountain couldn't resist it for long, so he tried to discuss:

"Okay, okay, but just once, and grandpa will go with you, so that boy Solomon has no excuse to refuse."

"Oh yeah, I know grandpa loves Anna the most!!"

Anastasia, who had achieved her goal, was immediately elated, turned around and made a face at King Solomon, and then quickly grabbed the strawberry cake on the table, angrily said:

"Hmph, don't give it to the wicked Uncle Solomon. Anna bought it with pocket money."

King Solomon couldn't help but smiled when he heard the words, he waved his hand and activated the realm gate beside him, followed Anastasia's request to randomly lock the coordinates of a world, jokingly said:

"Welcome aboard the Solomon Express and wish you a pleasant journey."

Chapter 298 Super Dangerous Species

In the empty space corridor, the mountain old man and Anastasia who entered from the boundary gate are walking on a road that stretches into the distance, without knowing where the road leads.

The unknown will always attract curiosity, and the mystery will also attract exploration.

The elated Anastasia walked quickly at a pace close to a trot, with a faint smile on her usually cold face, and turned her head to urge the old man from time to time.

Seeing the impatient look of the girl in front of him, the old man of the mountain smiled, and instantly turned into a dark fire and appeared far ahead, waiting in place with all his leisure.

It wasn't long before Anastasia, who was behind, ran to catch up. The sound of extremely rhythmic footsteps echoed in the empty and silent void corridor.

In order to prevent stepping on her skirt while running fast, she had to free up one hand to hold the long skirt while holding the doll Вий, looking a bit embarrassed.

Seeing that Anastasia had already caught up, the old man of the mountain turned into a handful of ghost fire and dissipated in the air, reappearing in the distance.

After about a few minutes, Anastasia caught up with the old man again, and grabbed the expulsion cloak on his body, for fear that the old man would run away again.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

Seeing the little princess with flushed cheeks and gasping for breath, the old man of the mountain took out a bottle of water and handed it over, asking:

"How is it? The old man's speed is not too slow."

Anastasia took a few sips of water, puffed up her face and turned her head angrily, and responded:

"Grandpa, grandpa is as bad-hearted as Uncle Solomon, he bullies others, hum!" ╭(╯^╰)╮

The old man of the mountain smiled noncommittally, raised his hand to touch the little head of the imperial daughter, and changed the subject lightly:

"Let's go, it's not too far away, the exit of the Realm Gate is just ahead."

Although Anastasia was a little bit dissatisfied, she was not really angry. After arranging the slightly messy clothes, she obediently followed the other party.

After this battle, she no longer dared to urge the old man on the mountain.

After all, her agility is only C, and she is not particularly good at physical strength.

And because of being pampered in the palace all year round, Anastasia has a considerable degree of rejection of running and other sports, thinking:

"Even if there is a competition next time, I will compare it with Xingbu Ji. Her agility seems to be only comparable to E."

After turning over this episode of the journey, the Mountain Man and Anastasia came to the closed and tall space door. The black door was engraved with patterns of the sun, moon, stars and holy immortals.

The upcoming adventure made the princess a little impatient. She had read many similar literary works, and she yearned for such dangerous and romantic things.

"Go ahead and push the door open."

Under the motion of the old man of the mountain, Anastasia stepped forward, put both hands on the door and pushed it hard, ushering in a completely unknown new world.

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The capital of the empire, the palace hall.

The aging emperor sat high on the dragon chair with a scepter in his hand, and a group of civil and military officials were lined up below. The system of three days and one court meeting lasted for thousands of years, and the atmosphere was still so solemn and depressing.

"All my loves, the northern eunuch sent a rush note not long ago."

"The emergence of the super-dangerous species, Brezed, caused snow to fall in northern Xinjiang in summer, and the scope of the blizzard continued to expand. It was about to break through the northern wilderness and threaten the hinterland of the empire."

"What do you think we should do?"

The old emperor's slow but energetic words echoed in the hall, making the civil servants and generals start to think, and soon someone gave an answer.

"Your Majesty, the final general is willing to go to the northern border alone to fight against the super dangerous species, so as to eliminate the great trouble for the empire."

General Bude in golden armor knelt in front of the imperial steps and begged for his life. His resolute and rough face was full of determination, and the mighty aura he exuded attracted people's attention.

Before the old emperor could make a decision, another person came out from the queue of officials. He was tall and fat, with gray temples. He saluted and said:

"Your Majesty, the general bears the heavy responsibility of commanding the soldiers, just like the pillars of the empire."

"What's more, the southern barbarians have been making frequent moves recently, and the emerging rebel army is also gaining momentum, so General Bude must not leave the imperial capital easily."

The old emperor nodded when he heard the words, suppressed the emotion that had just arisen in his heart, and asked:

"It makes sense, then how do you think this matter should be handled, Ernest?"

Ernest didn't answer the old emperor's question directly, but thought about it for about half a minute, and then said after deliberation:

"Super dangerous species are inherently terrifying, and those that can cause regional climate change like this are even more powerful at the peak."

"Most of the affected areas are the barren lands on the frontiers of the empire. As far as the empire is concerned, the loss is not great. The lives of the citizens have not been affected. At most, some ethnic minorities will be lost. Therefore, I suggest to wait and see."

Ernest's words were recognized by most people in the hall, but there were still a few people who felt inappropriate, such as the current imperial minister Qiao Li.

"Your Majesty, those ethnic minorities are also citizens of the empire, but appropriate relief supplies should still be distributed. Otherwise, how can we get them to help us guard against the alien races in the north?"

Qiao Li's words also attracted the approval of civil and military courtiers one after another. The northern aliens and southern barbarians have always been the empire's confidantes, and the kingdoms in the west are also the objects of defense, so matters related to national defense have to be carefully considered.

"Minister Qiao Li, this is an old saying that seeks to seek the country."

The old emperor nodded slowly, considered carefully for a moment, and finally made a judgment after adopting many remonstrances, and ordered:

"Since this is the case, let Ornest be responsible for raising supplies and sending them to northern Xinjiang to appease the ethnic minorities."

"Also order the prefect of the north to keep an eye on the movements of the super dangerous species. If they invade the hinterland of our country further, they will send troops to suppress them immediately."

The ministers shouted 'Your Majesty is wise', and then retreated to leave.

On the other hand, Ornest, who had just been ordered, walked towards the imperial granary, with greed like a hungry wolf in his eyes, and he was completely different from the loyal counselor in the court before.

"I really have to thank that old thing, Qiao Li, for allowing me to swallow another windfall."

"As for those humble and rare ethnic groups in northern Xinjiang, even if they won't be frozen to death by the ice and snow, I will make them disappear!"

Calculating in this way, Ernest, who was nearly 60 years old, turned around and looked at the majestic palace, with a cruel and cunning smile on his lips, as if he was looking at his future new home.

A second later, Ernest returned to normal again, walked away slowly with his stomach behind his back, his walking posture looked like a fat penguin, and muttered in a low voice: