Grandpa Mo Yi, who had long noticed the other party, looked at Ramses II, who was half lying on a chair, holding a chicken leg in one hand and eating roasted chicken casually, and replied:

"Any dish that is praised by His Majesty the Pharaoh must be good."

"Hahaha--"

The itinerary of Grandpa Mo Yi and others naturally could not be hidden from Ramses II, who possessed the power of ancient Egyptian gods. To him, the Courtyard of the Gods was equivalent to his courtyard. If someone entered your house, how could you not notice where they were in the house?

However, Grandpa Mo Yi's previous act of eliminating Imhotep was exactly what he wanted. As for the Scorpion King who ruined the fun of the god of death Anubis, Ramses II didn't care much. He claimed to be the son of the sun god, so naturally he didn't get along well with another god in the ancient Egyptian pantheon, the underworld faction. In any force, there must be different factions, which is very normal.

Otherwise, Taizu would not have said that there are no factions within the party and that there are all kinds of strange things.

People like La Er who have been in high positions for a long time are accustomed to being flattered and have a lot of resistance to it. However, when it comes to flattery, it depends on the status of the person who is flattering him. If it is an opponent he recognizes, it will definitely be very comfortable, which is not comparable to the flattery of his subordinates.

In La Er's eyes, Grandpa Mo Yi was the first human emperor in the ancient East, a person of equal status. Hearing Grandpa Mo Yi's seemingly plain words, which were actually affirmations of his status and taste, La Er felt very happy and naturally burst into his characteristic laughter.

"What a pity, there is meat but no wine——"

Ramses II put down the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand and sighed:

"Ever since I tried your wine, all other wines have become tasteless."

"How difficult is this—"

Although he didn't know what La Er was thinking when he came here, he felt relieved anyway, as he didn't seem to be planning any trouble. Fighting here might destroy the king's palace, which would be so embarrassing. He had just promised the other party not to harm innocent people not long ago.

If La Er doesn't cause trouble, satisfying the other party's request is just a matter of course. Grandpa Mo Yi has long passed the age of caring about the face of the boss, and has reached the casual state of "seeing mountains as mountains and water as water".

After saying that, Grandpa Mo Yi took out a few bottles of unlabeled liquor from his personal space, which looked like three-no products. He then took out a cocktail shaker, poured the liquor into the shaker, and began to mix cocktails in a fancy way.

"The Azure Dragon Chasing the Sun—"

The cocktail shaker was shaken and flew in the air, and finally turned into a typical Chinese five-clawed golden dragon. After flying in the air for a while, Grandpa Mo Yi took the cocktail shaker that fell back from the sky, and casually poured the azure wine with starlight into the emerald jade cup.

"please--"

Grandpa Mo Yi made a gesture of invitation and then picked up another glass of wine.

"Good wine—"

La Er didn't hesitate and picked up the wine glass and drank. After finishing it, he took the cocktail shaker and poured himself a glass.

"I thought the previous one was already the best wine in the world, but I didn't expect that I was short-sighted."

After discovering that Grandpa Mo Yi and others had entered the City of Light, La Er did not leave the Tower of Light immediately. Instead, he came to find Wang Yang. Feeling a little bored, he came over to eat for free. It would be best if he could drink Grandpa Mo Yi's wine again.

Chapter 545: Qisala: My Beloved

Simply put, La Er just came here to eat and drink for free.

Originally, everyone's attention was attracted by Wang Yang and Kaiba's card game, but La Er frequently let out his signature loud laughter, and it was hard for everyone not to notice.

The soldiers who were protecting Wang Yang wanted to go up and capture La Er to question him, but were stopped by the priests who knew his identity.

Although they all couldn't stand La Er's arrogant behavior, they had to admit that the other party was indeed someone they couldn't afford to offend. To deal with a person of this level, naturally someone of the same level as Wang Yang was needed to handle it.

For the time being, the other party is just here for a banquet, so let them take their food with them. They won’t go bankrupt anyway.

As for Grandpa Mo Yi's friends, they also recognized Ramses II, but after hearing Grandpa Mo Yi's telepathic message "Don't be nervous, just play as usual", they didn't care.

It was not until Grandpa Mo Yi took out the wine jug and showed off his skills that Ji Zi, who loved alcohol, could no longer resist her inner desire for good wine, especially after she had tasted the wine that Grandpa Mo Yi had personally mixed.

He walked straight to Grandpa Mo Yi and sat down. Grandpa Mo Yi smiled, took out another Pei Cuiyu cup, took out other wine from his personal space, and filled a cup for Ji Zi.

As for the pot from before, how could he get it back after La Er took it away?

If you don’t even have such a thick face, what’s the point of being a king? You might as well go home and buy some sweet potatoes.

After drinking several cups and having a great time, La Er first put the remaining half of the pot of wine into his own inherent barrier, the Glorious Grand Composite Temple, and waited for some happy events in the future to take it out and taste it carefully.

"Mo Yi——"

After Grandpa Mo Yi's reminder, La Er still called Grandpa Mo Yi by his name directly. The first thing he did when they were praising each other for business was that it was a very boring thing to keep praising each other for business.

"I'm still very curious, what's wrong with this roast chicken? Why don't you touch it?"

La Er, who was not very familiar with Grandpa Mo Yi, just found some topics to talk about.

Although they are enemies, that is tomorrow's matter. Today they are just drinking buddies.

Hearing La Er ask about this again, Grandpa Mo Yi had nothing to hide and said with a smile:

"The precious spices used on this roasted chicken are probably similar to the spices you use to make mummies. You know, in our Eastern culture, things related to the dead are very taboo—"

"Oh--"

La Er really couldn't remember this. In the eyes of ancient Egyptians like La Er, mummies were not taboo. Not everyone was qualified to make mummies. Often only the pharaoh had this right. Being able to enjoy the delicacies cooked with the spices used to make mummies was not a glory for his subjects, was it?

"So that's how it is. After all, all civilizations have different beliefs."

At this moment, the card game between Haima and Wangyang has reached a tense moment.

I have to say that Nanoha is worthy of being the legendary tyrant. With the ability to increase attack power by one thousand points per round, combined with various magic cards from Wang Yang, she beat Kaiba hard. Finally, relying on the special ability of Blue-Eyes White Dragon, she successfully eliminated the White Devil.

Wang Yang of the Monkey Soju was destroyed and didn't care. He is no longer the same person as before. His strongest ace monster is a black magician with 2500 attack points!

After easily summoning the required sacrifice, Wang Yang also summoned another ace -

"Sacrifice the two monsters on the field, come out--"

Wang Yang slammed a monster card onto the Duel Disk and shouted:

"Knight King Artoria Saber!"

"Cough-cough-"

Grandpa Mo Yi was once again shocked by the duel monsters summoned by Wang Yang.

Aho-chan, why are you here in Fuyuki City, not accompanying Yukinoshita Yukinoya to study hard and improve yourself every day, but just eating and drinking for free?!

Of course, Abyss has the most versions of heroic spirits. This Abyss is not necessarily the Abyss that was summoned by Snow Cat when Grandpa Mo Yi broke the cup war last time.

But how did King Ailan, who was living well in ancient Egypt, become a king-like summoned monster?

Even if you get tired of Britain and Zone 11, aren't there still Rome and France?

"The day the dagger is reforged, the day the knight returns—"

When King Daimao got serious, he was still very chivalrous, a true battlefield rose. After stepping out from under a burst of golden light that belonged only to gold cards, he waved the invisible sword in his hand twice and said calmly:

"Altria has obeyed the summons!"

After hearing the Aho-King say the classic lines of Bunny Ear Literature, Grandpa Mo Yi felt an even stronger sense of disharmony, and he became more and more certain that this Aho-King must be the one adopted by Snow Cat.

Because it is impossible for the other party to just say Riven's dialogue, unless the other party has played the game of Primary School League. Grandpa Mo Yi remembered that Yakumo House seemed to have released Primary School League not long ago. If the other party is the King of Saber raised by Snow Cat, it can be explained.

"Next, I activate the magic card, Sword of Promised Victory, and equip Altria with it!"

Wang Yang said with a confident smile:

"Under the effect of the Sword of Promised Victory, Altria's attack power will increase by two times, and the attack will affect all the opponent's monsters—"

"So, Altria's attack on you right now is 6000 points. Release your Noble Phantasm—"

"Excalibur!"

"Interesting woman—"

When King Ailun was summoned, not only Grandpa Mo Yi recognized him, but Ramses II also recognized King Ailun's identity from the holy sword that emanated a familiar glow.

In a Holy Grail War that Laerd had participated in, he was defeated and forced to leave the battlefield by a holy sword emitting the same golden light. Of course, the Knight King he met that time was a man, and he was originally beating the opponent, but he didn't expect the opponent's master to steal the home base and kill the master of the home base in seconds, thus losing the supply of magic power, and the opponent found the opportunity to use his ultimate move to kill him.

As for why the Knight King encountered this time is a woman, it is also easy to understand. Heroic Spirits are originally processed based on legends and mystical arts, and the same Heroic Spirit may have several different versions.

Seeing Grandpa Mo Yi's surprised and confused expression, La Er said curiously:

"Do you know her, too?"

The King of Quilts, no one knows him!

"My opponent in the last Holy Grail War—"

Grandpa Mo Yi was in no mood to explain to the other party that Daimao Wang was still being fostered in his hometown, so he simply said something.

"That's really interesting—"

La Er couldn't help laughing.

He had met the male version of the other person before, and Mo Yi had also met the other person in the Holy Grail War. With this concept, it can only be said that the Knight King really hopes to participate in a game like the Holy Grail War.

However, Holy Grail War is indeed a fun game to kill time.

After hearing Wang Yang's order, King Daimao did not waste any time and raised the holy sword in his hand. The Wind King's barrier hiding the golden blade was instantly dispersed by the golden light, and countless golden lights began to condense. Not to mention the specific effect, the special effect alone is worth 100 million.

"That sword connects the past, present, and future. It connects the fading lives of soldiers on the battlefield, and the tragic yet lofty ideals they cherished in their dying hearts. She is proud of this will, and she perseveres with this meaning until the end—"

Because his wife, Irisviel, was not present, Grandpa Moyi had to act as a guest on the other side, explaining the Party's responsibilities. He spoke with a slightly serious expression:

"At this moment, the Ever-Victorious King is singing the true name of the miracle in her hands—"

"That is, the Ruyi Sword that cuts in two with one stroke!"

"Excalibur!"

'Cut the Ruyi Sword in half with one stroke' was said by Grandpa Mo Yi, and 'Curry Stick' was shouted by King Daimao. Anyway, they both refer to the same move (washing the ground with a light cannon), and the names are just code names (Grandpa Mo Yi washes the ground like this.JPG).

In short, under the light cannon of Aurelion, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, whose attack power was only 600 points, was directly turned into ashes, and President Kaiba's health value also dropped to points, and he directly entered the blood lock mode.

"Hahaha--"

Ramses II was confused by Grandpa Mo Yi's sudden turn of events in his explanation, and then he burst into laughter. He could only keep saying in his heart - WTF! What the hell is this Ruyi Sword that can cut in two with one stroke? It was a pity that he was attracted by the other party's slightly hoarse and magnetic voice at the beginning, thinking that he must have some brilliant ideas.

However, I was convinced by this commentary and quickly took out my little notebook to write it down. Next time I meet that man with the Holy Sword in the Holy Grail War, I will use this passage to mock him. I really want to see the expression on that guy's face.

La Er smiled meaningfully and said:

"It seems that you, Mo Yi, are very familiar with the other party—"

Such a teasing tone is mostly found between old friends or enemies, so La Er felt that there must be some little stories between them that had to be told.

However, La Er was really overthinking it this time. There was no unspeakable story between him and the All-A Knight. Instead, Grandpa Mo Yi was very familiar with the opponent's owner, Snow Cat. After the battle, Grandpa Mo Yi planned to return to his hometown to compose a song "My Youth Romance Story". Sure enough, there was a problem.

Going back to hometown to get married, even Grandpa Mo Yi doesn't dare to raise this flag casually. This is the original and strongest flag. The number of soldiers who died in every war because of this flag is no less than the number of Awei who were killed by Meng every year.

Grandpa Mo Yi sighed deeply, looking at the slightly trembling Daimao King's hair in the air, and sighed:

"Because of her, my family's food expenses have increased several times every month."

La Er: “???”

Damn it, please explain it more clearly. This makes me even more curious!

However, Grandpa Mo Yi had no intention of explaining further.

"Game, you know?"

Kaiba held his trembling right hand with his left hand and said enthusiastically:

"It's been so long since I've felt this kind of uncontrollable trembling, the anxiety of not knowing what will happen next, because I'm facing a strong opponent."

"Only in a duel with you can I feel this exploding feeling that makes me want to pour out everything in my soul!"

Kaiba placed his right hand on the deck, feeling the soul rhythm emanating from the Duel Monster Cards. Even for a moment, his consciousness came to an illusory valley, surrounded by various flowers, so beautiful that it was not of this world.

Of course, a pragmatist like the president was not interested in something like a fairyland that had no real value. What really concerned him was a silver-haired girl whom he had met by chance several times. She was squatting at the end of the cliff in front of him with a basket on the ground. She kept throwing unknown fruits in the basket into the valley, as if she was feeding a pet.

"Kisara?"

The first time Kisara appeared in front of Kaiba was in the duel between Kaiba and Isis, the sister of Malik, the King of Facial Expressions. Of course, if Kisara had not suddenly appeared in Kaiba's mind and asked Kaiba to use the Titanfall as a sacrifice to summon the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, Kaiba would have knelt in the hands of Isis, who had the ability to predict the future.

The next time they met was in the "King's Memory Arc", where Kaiba witnessed Kisara and his previous life Sera's meeting and love, and of course Kisara's sacrifice.

After everything was over, Kaiba thought he would never have the chance to see the girl of his dreams again, but he didn't expect that ten years later, she would appear in front of him again.

Why has President Kaiba, who is so tall, rich and handsome, never married? Besides being addicted to playing cards and the fact that drivers don't need love, it may also be because of Kisara.

As the saying goes, once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; after meeting the right person, people will become picky and unable to get used to a life of 'making do'.

President Kaiba shook his head slightly, no longer thinking too much, and walked towards the silver-haired girl who was feeding him step by step. Although his steps were very light, for fear of waking her up from her dream, when he was about to reach the shadow cast by the other person's back, the silver-haired girl finally noticed Kisara's arrival, and slowly turned her head with a bit of curiosity and anticipation.

How could Kaiba possibly recognize that the other person in those eyes as blue as the sea was the deceased girl Kisara.

When she saw that the person coming was Kaiba, Qisala was stunned for a moment, then she smiled brightly and said:

"Seth, long time no see." (Seth is the previous life of Kaiba's president.)

"Roar--"

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