ps1:...Hi, kids, do you still remember who I am?

ps2: Update reply...I try to adjust the status as much as possible, yes, that's it...

ps3: By the way...Sajia finally understood the feeling of being numbed by sweating drugs, anesthesia, etc.

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"I said you... I pulled me up early in the morning, just wanting me to accompany you out to pick up money?" The ghost beast in the Temple of War and the lucky beast in the Pope Hall strode up on the Tower Shield Street in the Royal City of Kamero. The reason why this pair of combinations is eye-catching is not because of the magical aura of attack and mutual aura, but the outrageous lucky value of the blonde boy.

"...Of course, Caesar! How can the winner of life understand my sufferings!" Hannibal received the purple gold pendant of the Mossad Dynasty cut out from the cracks of the cracks in the stone into his carry-on space, and then roared at Caesar with a bitter look on his face, "Only at this time! Only at this time! Only at this time can I constantly reap the gift of luck, only at this time! I know that fate is fair! When I take some things, I will inevitably add other things to me!"

"Yes..." Caesar nodded, "Fate can completely achieve something of yours."

"..." Hannibal's forehead was tic-taced, "Hmph! Be jealous! My lucky value is broken!"

Caesar clenched his nose: "But you can't find a girl."

"..." Hannibal was silent and then said proudly. "The multinational group I secretly operates is no worse than the eight major chaebols!"

Caesar clenched his nose: "But you can't find a girl."

"..." Hannibal was silent and struggled, "I can find the Dafu Mine if I buy any piece of land!"

Caesar clenched his nose: "But you can't find a girl."

"..." Hannibal said hysterically. "I can discover ancient ruins if I jump on a cliff!"

Caesar clenched his nose: "But you can't find a girl."

Hannibal's vaginal test said: "If we don't say girls, can you?"

Caesar clenched his nose: "...Okay, let's talk about Hideyoshi."

The body of the consul of the bright light shook greatly, and the two men's tears slowly flowed down: "This... let's talk about girls..."

Caesar glanced at Hannibal with a sideways glance, thinking that this guy has not yet fallen completely. The news said that the lucky value of the glorious world of the Consul of Light was his high charm value bonus to male creatures. Almost all male creatures had a very good first impression of Hannibal - well, if this kind of diplomatic charm bonus to males can be called an invisible talent. Then Caesar believes that the name of this talent can be highly summarized into four words.

You are a gay man.

"You were thinking about something rude just now, right?" Hannibal looked over with a gloomy look.

"Your illusion." Caesar turned his head, "Huh, Hannibal. There is a ruby ​​necklace."

"I'm giving it to you." Hannibal waved his hand, "Compared to you, the hateful person who will enjoy all the girls, I am not stingy and want others to share my happiness... Hum... "

——As aside, although he is a Paladin who upholds the way of holy light to maintain worldly order and kindness, for the money and other things he picked up, unless the owner comes to ask for it, Hannibal will never look for the owner, but will instead take it as his own use without any pressure. This obviously violates the precepts of the Paladin, but...

Everyone in the Pope's Hall was embarrassed to accuse him. Everyone understood the reason...

But facing Hannibal's kindness, Caesar shook his head: "I'll spare... it's risky to pick up things on the ground."

"Risk?" Hannibal said. "In the dimensional fragments, you pick up equipment as fast as the wind."

"This is different..." Caesar sighed, looking like he was unbearable to look back on the past. "I remember when I was eight years old, I went to visit the Ma clan village. I saw a golden jade ornament on the ground, so I picked it up. Who knew... "

"Is there a flame trap attached by an assassin?" Hannibal said in a deep voice.

"...How is that possible?" Caesar rolled his eyes, and his words became heavier. "...I didn't expect that a little girl from the horse tribe would have been ambushed by the side, and suddenly rushed out when I lowered her body and…"

"I understand, are you framed and framed you? What a shameful conspiracy." Hannibal nodded, and then puzzled, "...Is it left a psychological shadow? According to your current ability, no one can stop you even if you rob it openly..."

"I was the prince of the fox clan at that time, and no one dared to frame it..." Caesar's eyes flashed with memories, and suddenly there was a cold war, "...that's something even more terrible than frame-up."

"What?" It is rare to hear me telling the dark history in person. Hannibal was interested, "Let's hear, let's hear."

Caesar nodded with a deep pain: "...That woman took advantage of my distraction and actually took the opportunity to kiss me. Since then, I have rarely picked up things on the ground easily, for fear that a woman will suddenly come to kiss me..."

Hannibal's interested expression instantly petrified, as if he had been served in turn by seventeen or eighteen gorillas. The consul of the Light covered his heart and pointed at Caesar with a sad face, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

... Hearing it, vaguely hearing it, an extremely crisp voice. Caesar's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile of success in the conspiracy: "It's interesting. I have always wanted to hear the sound of heartbreak. When I heard it today, it was really pleasant."

OK OK, compared to his orcs and savage compatriots, Caesar looks calm and reliable, and occasionally the ghosts are just overdoing their heads - of course, this is just a look. The real Caesar is a hundred times more evil than the surface, and seems to be calm and calm, but actually willful and black-hearted, doing everything casually, and having reached the ultimate inhumanity.

Therefore, the consul of Light was not aware of it for a moment and was instantly hit by Caesar.

“…hey, Caesar.”

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Are you so naughty, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Hannibal breathed heavily. "But I have never seen the orcs of the horse tribe. Are they the legendary centaur?"

"The main characteristics of different orc races are ears and tails, but the horse race is the ears, which are very soft hair. The horse race, regardless of gender, has long ponytail hair. By the way, it is said that it is from historical sources. Nowadays, there are many popular ponytail hairstyles on the mainland and even popular overseas, such as ponytails, double ponytails, large spiral double ponytails, etc. In fact, most of them originated from the horse race." Caesar touched his chin and said, "When it comes to the horse race..."

"I just remembered the girl again, right?" Hannibal said coldly, "Tell me, the woman who secretly kissed you..."

"I'm so sorry... I was scared at that time and forgot who she was. Besides, nearly ten years have passed now, how could I recognize her?" Caesar smiled shyly, "See her luck... If I knew who she was..."

You are shy! What are you going to do if you say such words!

"When it comes to the horse clan... the young leader of the family should be Cui..." Caesar touched his chin, "her cousin served as the commander of the black-armored Iron Cavalry in the Thunder Army. Both sisters are studying under Amazon... Alas, most of the peers have taken over the things in the clan. A few days ago, Fei Ju said that Inuyasha has also returned and is still preparing to get married..."

The King of Heaven smiled slightly: "I remember that the people who were messing around together were going to start a family and start a career. I feel so sad."

Hannibal was very worried: "I remember that the people who were bachelors together were going to start a family and start a business, and I wanted to burn people in my heart."

Caesar smiled and said, "...so you can set up a private armed organization to raise a group of face-to-face men... No, they are thugs, they are all those who have tomorrow but don't have a wife, and they chase the winners of life..."

"It's not your worries..." Hannibal smiled and took out a page of paper from his portable space. "I'm ready for the list. When your tour of the mainland is completed in two years, I will start preparing. Then I will kill you to sacrifice the flag first..."

"Huh? Let's take a look, let's take a look." Caesar grabbed the list, "Information Officer - Kuroki Kirikanya. Magical Equipment Fire Support - Orimachi Ichiaka, Kira Yamato. Meat Shield - Ito..."

The King blinked: "...I said Hannibal, are these bachelors?"

"No." Hannibal looked solemn, "These are great dreamers."

"Oh, that's a bachelor." Caesar nodded, "I didn't expect you to start forming a private team so soon. But... the most important private power in the hands of every crown prince, do you position it as a burning person?"

——It is normal, just as the king of each kingdom must form his own intelligence system after ascending the throne. Every crown prince must have his own private guard. Unlike the ultimate legion that every holy land has, these private forces directly affiliated with future saints are indispensable forces in their hands, whether before or after promotion. Moreover, compared with the army composed of seventh-level strongmen in this profession, the private guard must be more flexible in terms of composition and war positioning.

Just like Hannibal's list, the Hei Tonggan, who is not involved in the "Magic Machinery Firepower Support" position is obviously from the Gate of Judgment, because the Sky Dome calls this Magic Heavy Artillery.

After hearing Caesar's doubts, Hannibal immediately responded to his deep grudges and eyes: "It's better than you, a guy, to position the guard as the back? The palace group is much better... Don't say that you don't have any ideas, you are really going to be prepared to choose from the back? Let's pick it from the palace!"

"You are wrong." A cold light flashed in Caesar's eyes, "The main and secondary are clear, and public and private are clear. This is the way of the king. How can you be nepotist and depose the public because of personal gain? Even if a girl who is not very close to me can enter the guard. As the saying goes, the future is long..."

"Do you dare to be more shameless..." Hannibal was about to vomit blood. Are you choosing the queen from the guard? Palace.

"I won't talk about this anymore. The guard is a prudent matter. I don't plan to form it immediately in the past two years. I don't have to hurry up anyway." Caesar pointed in one direction, "It's the so-called casino, are you going to kick the hall?"

"Why make things difficult for the businessman?" Hannibal shook his head and smiled, "And win every time, what's the point."

"Then why did you ask me to come out? If Svia said that, although she has made progress these days, it is not easy to beat you." Caesar hesitated, "To be honest, how much water do you want to put? If you do your best, you probably won't win."

"I have my own sense of responsibility, and..." Hannibal thought for a while, shook his head again, "I'll be more troublesome, but today, I'm really going to find you if I have something to do - there is something under the Camelo Royal City. There are some abnormal movements these days. I volunteer to see you for a long time. Do you want to join me?"

"Okay." Caesar nodded.

The two stopped a carriage and rushed to the Tracia Cult.

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Through the secret side door through the main hall corridor of the cathedral, Archbishop Russell had been waiting for a long time when he saw Caesar. He was stunned at first, and then smiled and said, "If there is His Majesty the Heavenly King, I believe this trip will be much smoother."

"I think Caesar is not an outsider, so I brought him with me." Hannibal smiled, "And if we encounter any trouble, we should be able to deal with it. The Saint Seiya and the Paladins attack and defend, which is very reliable."

"That's great." The bishop raised his feet and stepped on the ground. The white jade-like floor turned outward, revealing a hidden hole. A spiral staircase unfolded downwards, and there was no end. Russell said softly, "You two go early and come back early. If someone really spys, then you can make a decision and make a decision. No need to be tolerated. Those who can go there and look at your head are not good things."

"I understand." Hannibal nodded, and a holy light burst out with his right hand, and the light shone deep into it. He nodded to Caesar and took the lead. Caesar nodded to the bishop and followed him immediately.

"This secret passage leads to the cemetery where the dwarves were almost elite in the past." Caesar and Hannibal wind down from the hidden secret passage of the St. Tracia's cathedral, and the spiral staircase leads to the deep and endless darkness. In the silence, only the holy light in Hannibal's hand illuminates the road ahead. "Ten thousand years ago, the city of Camero did not exist. A large-scale sniper war broke out here. That battle was also the last sound of the history of the dwarves."

"Dwarves? I heard of it." Caesar estimated the distance and had already gone down a hundred meters, but the road was faint, as if it was endless, "Then what are we doing?"

"Last night, the Archbishop noticed something unusual in the cemetery, but this was an extremely confidential matter. The one who knew about this was Bishop Russell and I, and now there was one you." Hannibal said in a deep voice, "The Archbishop cannot be dispatched easily, so he had to ask me to investigate. I think you are bored and I will bring you together."

"Do you think someone has sneaked into this place?" Caesar wondered, "Is there anything good buried inside?"

"Only the guards of the secret chambers of tens of thousands of dwarves who were completely wiped out by the hands of the Silver, it is said that the last and most elite force of the dwarves. Although they were all killed in battle, they bought precious time for the dwarves to retreat into the underground world." Hannibal said solemnly, "It has been ten thousand years. Not many people know about this, and even fewer people are interested in the things here. It is precisely because of this that I and the Bishop are alert."

"I heard that over the years, dark elves and dwarves have been trying to come to the surface world, and they have almost been killed by the secret troops of the Seven Holy Land. However, theoretically speaking, after ten thousand years, there should be a possibility of a fish that escaped the net." Caesar looked at Hannibal, "Is it possible... a dwarves are coming to pick up rags?"
Chapter completed!