The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

"Too superficial, too narrow-minded!"

"I know what those guys who supported the Queen were thinking. They were scared."

"They are unwilling to do their best for the development of Letania!"

"Those despicable and shameless cowards, after they were unable to confront my king's ascendant authority and might, they could only do everything possible to slander him."

"What a tyrant. He is nothing more than the Queen's slander and the world's jealousy."

"They are the sinners who hinder the rise of Leitania and the development of civilization!"

Chapter 383 Black Snake: Your Majesty, save me!

"Hey! Your Majesty, we love you!"

In the audience, one of the nobles stood up enthusiastically, cheering enthusiastically in full view of everyone.

And after he stood up, more people stood up with him.

They paid tribute to the stage, and it was Bai Luo who was still silent and playing silently.

Do not……

He should be called the Witch King.

Although the white-haired young man on the stage does not look exactly the same as the Witch King, it can be seen that the other person is slowly transforming into the Witch King... and the speed is getting faster and faster.

In the auditorium and the box, some tower warlocks who were indifferent to the Witch King tried to interfere with the ceremony, but they found that the energy around them was like a quagmire, preventing them from making any interference at the level of magic.

They were "silenced".

The fanatical follower of the Witch King continued his speech.

His actions were not ordered by the Witch King's remnants, nor were they controlled by the Black Snake.

Now, he was speaking out his thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

He has endured it for too long.

In the eyes of this nobleman, the twin queens are just deceitful people, and their attainments in magic are one billionth of a million times lower than that of the Witch King!

Let's see!

During the reign of the Witch King, Leitania pushed the study of classical primitive skills to its peak. Those tower warlocks were thirsty for knowledge generously shared by the Witch King. Almost every moment, under His Majesty's guidance, they A new academic achievement is born!

Your Majesty uses them to make the land of Leitania more fertile, to make the Golden Law Guards of Leitania more invincible, and to push the art of Leitania to a height that is difficult for other countries to reach!

Even the arrogant Gaul was vulnerable to His Majesty's wrath and could only be lost in the long river of history.

Those short-sighted and vulgar people slander His Majesty’s cruelty, but they rightly enjoy the skills that Your Majesty brings to them...disgusting!

It's disgusting!

How can there be development without sacrifice?

It was His Majesty who allowed those short-lived and useless infected people to shine for Leitania in another way. It was His Majesty who arranged the magic circle to isolate the evil god of Ursus. It was the spells His Majesty taught that made Victoria's The steam knights were intimidated. It was His Majesty's reputation that made Casimir's knights stop conquering... In the past, many more people died of war and hunger than the infected people who died on the experimental platform.

But look, what did they do to such a loving king?

rebellion!

ridiculous!

This nobleman did not believe that the Twin Queens had the ability to overthrow the Witch King.

He only knew that after His Majesty's death, the prosperous Letania seemed to have changed.

The research of the tower warlocks began to be shackled by the name of human rights. The magic circle that could cover the country was destroyed. There was no longer a strong will to dominate the operation of the country. The intrigues among the nobles dragged down the entire country. nation!

In his understanding, after His Majesty's death, the development of Leitania's Origin Stone technology had stagnated for decades!

As for the so-called innovations and so-called progress after the Queen ascended the throne, in the eyes of this nobleman who had experienced the Witch King's rule, they were just a bunch of icing on the cake.

Even part of it was simply to put the Witch King's unfinished research results under his own name, then add some of his own dross, and push these semi-finished products out!

Since the Queen came to the throne, this nobleman has been praying for the return of the Witch King all the time, so when he learned of Gertrude's plan, he could not wait to stand on her side within the Witch King's remnants.

Behind Gertrude, there were many remaining members of the Witch King's party who had similar ideas to this nobleman.

Her Majesty the Queen cannot give Letania glory.

They can't give the tower warlocks deeper knowledge, they can't give the army more destructive spells, they can't give them more advanced and innovative Origin Stone skills... at least not like the Witch King.

In the eyes of these nobles who are eager for the return of the Witch King, the only thing the Twins are far better than the Witch King is their kindness...

How could this fairy tale-like quality overcome the cruel earth?The bloody reality?

If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

And for the sake of development, for Letania to stand at the top of the nations...

What does that sacrifice mean?

……

Gertrude looked with satisfaction at the nobles in the audience who stood up and swore allegiance.

Black Snake knew what they were thinking.

In recent years, the situation in Letania has not been very good.

Even after defeating Gaul and annexing some of Gaul's technology and talents, that was far from enough.

Compared to when the Witch King was alive, Leitania developed too slowly.

The weak compromise of the queens was in sharp contrast to the tyranny of the Witch King. When the scars on the body forgot the pain, the past glory reoccupied the minds of some Leitanians.

……

Just as Gertrude's ceremony was about to be completed, the lady wearing the mask finally moved.

An ethereal female voice, like a drop of water, caused ripples in the fanatical atmosphere.

It dispels the fear in some people's hearts.

But it intensified the fear in the hearts of others.

"Count Strollo...are you trying to betray me and my sisters?"

As the words fell, a huge pure white light arrow appeared out of thin air, and with lightning speed, struck at Gertrude, who was still playing.

The remaining power exuded by this light arrow even rescued Black Key and Czerny from Gertrude's control.

Black Key and Czerny looked at the light arrow getting closer and closer to their group in fear.

Although the target of this spell was not them, they also felt the threat of death from the pure white bright light.

will die.

As long as you are touched by that light arrow, you will die.

……

Facing this arrow, Gertrude smiled slightly as she felt that it contained energy that could shoot through the entire Sunset Hall.

She really didn't expect that one of the twin queens would come in person.

As for why the other party didn't take action from the beginning, she had a rough guess.

The majesty of the queens now is much inferior to that of the Witch King during his time.

This is not only because their military power is not as good as that of the Witch King, but also because the reason why they were able to live in that tower and be elected as kings by the selected emperors was because they were very different from the Witch King's kindness... and because they overthrew the Witch King's rule. achievements.

And even if they overthrew the Witch King's rule, when some careerists discovered that the two newly appointed queens could only rely on flexible political skills to deal with the inside and outside of Leitania, just to keep the Witch King as Leitania. Tania has already tried her best to bring glory and glory, so naturally she will have other ideas.

So the Queen takes action now, on the one hand because Gertrude's ritual is at its most vulnerable, and on the other hand, to wait for the hot-headed remnants of the Witch King to blow themselves up and catch them all in one fell swoop.

Gertrude's thoughts were racing, but it did not affect her actions.

Facing the light arrow that contained destruction, she was not afraid of danger and shouted:

"Your Majesty, save me!"

★ Extra 3 ★

June [-]st Special Tallulah: Cosiche, I am your heir!

Inside the palace of the Duke of Cosiche.

In the splendid hall, a tall and slim Drak girl, whose clothes were soaked with sweat, was holding a sweat towel and standing curiously behind an Ursus girl with different eyes.

Although the smell of sweat was a bit strong, and Draco had finished practicing swordsmanship and his whole body was radiating obvious heat, these did not attract the attention of the girl who was sitting at the table and drawing seriously.

Tallulah turned her attention to the drawing paper.

It was a slightly sloppy work drawn with colored pencils.

In the eyes of Tallulah, who had received a good art education from the Ursus nobles, it was a very ridiculous and childish painting method... thin lines were used as limbs and torso, and the huge head on the neck was neither aesthetic nor realistic. It is to supplement the author's character details that are not yet smooth and refined.

A tall stickman with a scar on his left eye and a V-shaped mouth.

A little stick figure with heterochromatic eyes and semi-circular ears is standing at the knees of a tall stick figure.

Oh, one more thing...

Tallulah looked at the stickman who was some distance away from the two with slight annoyance. He had eyes replaced by flames, a grinning mouth, and two horns. He was about the same size.

Sure enough, she couldn't get along with this little brat named Natalia!

"Sister Tallulah, have you finished training?"

Feeling the temperature rising significantly behind her, the young Natalia turned around and looked at Tallulah with innocent eyes.

"...Why are you drawing this? Have you finished the homework assigned to you by that guy from Cosiche?"

Faced with Natalya's sincere eyes, Tallulah couldn't help but beat this nasty little guy in another way.

For the girl, the other party is undoubtedly an outsider who breaks into the home!

"Of course I've finished writing it. If you don't believe me, read it?"

Natalya was not aware of the little malice of Draco, whom she regarded as her sister, but instead showed Tallulah the homework one by one in a graceful manner.

But as everyone knows, after reading the homework list, Tallulah's face turned darker.

'Why does she have so little homework! '

In Tallulah's eyes, this girl had too little homework. When she was this age, Cosiche kept her schedule full almost every day.

Although there was no rest time, it was far from being as 'free' as Natalia is now.

The naive Natalya did not notice Tallulah's jealousy, and she still happily showed off her masterpiece to him.

"By the way, this is the birthday card I made for the Duke! Sister Tallulah, did you give any gifts to the Duke on his birthday in the past? I want to refer to it."

What the hell?Birthday card to whom?

Tallulah was stunned for a moment.

But then he realized that tomorrow was January [-]st, which was Duke Cosiche's birthday...his birthday in name only.

"Ha ha……"

Tallulah let out a cold laugh that was very similar to Koscich's, causing Natalya to shrink her head.

She did not answer Natalia's question, but walked up the stairs to her room.

The Duke of Cosiche's residence has a bathhouse large enough for one person to use alone, but Tallulah is still used to bathing in her own private bathing room.

While taking a bath, she thought about Natalia who wasted so much time drawing birthday cards, and a small sense of superiority arose in her heart.

Humph, that stupid little bear must not know that that old monster in Cosiche doesn't care about so-called birthdays at all.

She probably didn't even know that the birthday of that guy from Kosich was decided randomly by him, just to find an excuse for Usas's financial department to burst into gold coins, and as a way to promote consumption... This was Kosich's own words. Talk to yourself.

Sure enough, I, Tallulah, understand Cosiche better. Why does that little bear who can only cry nose get Cosiche's preference?

She began to hum a cheerful tune, but then, as if she thought of something, her voice became smaller and smaller, and the pitch became lower and lower.

After bathing and changing clothes, Tallulah touched her chin and started thinking about her cleverness.

'Yes, does that old monster know that I, Tallulah, am much better than that little bear who can only cry? '