Void-type guys often don’t live long. If you are accidentally mentally confused, you will kill the Void-type profession. A normal-brained ruler will not cultivate such a human-shaped bomb that can self-destruct at any time.

Mafa insisted: "Actually, I think it's better to summon him if you have a chance. He is the lowest degree of alienation among all the voids I have ever seen. No one said that I would not treat him as a void profession at all."

The king just said he would consider it.

Mafa was a little disappointed and went down after a deep gift.

Memphis and him reported separately. This is to separate the physics professions from the law system and avoid interference with each other. Moreover, the chief and deputy envoys have different opinions, which is convenient for the superiors to make judgments.

Memphis' report made the king feel a little strange. Although Memphis also mentioned the problem of spike demons, in Memphis' mouth, this was a spike demon that had been obviously weakened, and Alia West, who killed spike demons, was not necessarily very strong.

"His Excellency Carlos is a real gentleman. He let go of many flaws in the face of the lady's attack. Moreover, the spike demon is an intermediate level in the devil's battle sequence, usually at the golden level. It is impossible to enter the Kingdom of Saint Juan without weakening its strength."

It is reasonable and convincing.

The king and the palace looked at each other and nodded in slightest.

They also instinctively believe that their champion Cavaliers are not that weak.

Memphis talked freely, and most of the content was indeed what he saw and heard, and the details could stand the scrutiny. This is a world without video and real-time video. The remote magic messaging that was so expensive that the king could not afford could also be distorted by spiritual fantasy.

More information is conveyed by this kind of envoy.

Memphis is a very smart guy. Although what he said is true, he hides the things that can stimulate the king's nerves without saying it. He just shows and says something that seems strange but is not very threatening, such as the evil totem written by the little devil.

Only those who are very familiar with the devil's battle sequence will know that the little devil does not have a slightly advanced casting ability at all, and you will be able to hold up with a small fireball. The little devil who has the ability to draw complex magic circles will often quickly advance to devils like [Sorcery and Magic].

Memphis completely narrated the investigation process, but if he really listened to him, he would definitely be taken into the ditch.

No one heard the problem when he went up the first direction.

"Okay, thank you Your Excellency Memphis for your statement. If there is any problem, Your Majesty will summon you again." After receiving the king's nod, the Palace Prime Minister politely announced the end of the inquiry.

It was already over, but suddenly Memphis seemed to be touched by something.

He stood there in a daze.

A loud voice suddenly echoed in his ears, clear and clear, it was his own voice.

"Damn King! Go to Tama's noble blood. Take possession of the pit and don't shit."

"The palace minister is responsible for everything. You can also have a kingdom as a mascot."

"I'm unwilling to accept it! I'm resentful! Why can he be so rich and hold great power!"

An original sin called [jealousy] seems to be growing wildly in Memphis' body for no reason. It comes out of the mind, causing the echo of every cell in the entire body, and then feedback back to the brain, impacting his mind.

"Damn it! Why? Why? Why at this time..." Memphis was extremely frightened. As a magician who was quite sensitive to changes in his mental power, he certainly knew what the consequences would be for his mental collapse.

This is in front of His Majesty. As long as he reveals a trace of devilish aura, he will be done.

He tried to quickly regain control of his thoughts, but the feeling of out-of-control was like a carriage running wildly to the extreme speed and trying to drift three times over a sharp turn on a muddy sheep path. This was simply impossible.

"Ah--" After all, Memphis screamed.

In the hall, including the king, one after another, and one man emanating from the breath of danger came into view.

The gentleness and elegance of Memphis has disappeared without a trace, replaced by evil that has begun to overflow.

The hall, which had originally whispered, suddenly became quiet and weird.

The next moment, the captain of the guards was the first to react and shouted angrily: "Protect Your Majesty--"

The six royal guards moved sideways and raised their left shields quickly, and golden light shone on the shields. They drew their swords and formed a shield wall to protect the king tightly.

This is a magic shield of light created by the blessing of the High Priest of Dawn. It is definitely a rare commodity in such a remote agricultural plane. The entire kingdom is only about ten, almost all of them are here.

Not only that, the screen next to the hall was kicked over. Two mighty figures and a priest in a golden robe appeared.

These are the two kingdom generals and the high priest of the Dawn Temple of the King's Dawn Light. The kingdom attaches great importance to this devil's subversion incident and sends a few bigwigs to listen secretly.

Who would have thought that this would happen?

"Under the rising sun, evil has nowhere to hide--" The sacred light suddenly burst out, and the long sword eyebrows of the high priest who was floating in silver hair were almost standing upside down because of his anger. He raised his golden scepter and shot a golden light.

As the golden light poured out, Memphis' reflection on the floor suddenly appeared with a ferocious and distorted figure.

"The devil's believer!?" The two generals took out their swords to attack without hesitation.

At this moment, time seemed to be frozen.

Everything in the hall fell into silence, the whole world seemed to calm down, and an eye seemed to be opened in the void, looking at the stage with a mocking look, watching the clown on the stage performing funnyly.

The Earl of Memphis widened his eyes and his pupils were turbid.

At this moment, he clearly felt that his destiny had deviated seriously, and all good luck and power were gone with fear, as if something was ruthlessly rewriting his destiny.

"What a joke! No matter how idiot I am, I won't reveal my identity at this time!"

It was really a furious.

The magic of the Flame Demon has not yet been practiced, and he still needs to lurk. He is a silver-level mage who actually revealed his identity as a devil believer in front of the king, a vote of generals, priests of the Dawn and the Imperial Guard.

This is no longer as simple as despising life.

He could not imagine how the two devils on his head would deal with his soul even if he could escape after death!

His brain was completely stagnant, and a surging and irresistible spiritual force swarmed in, dominating his reason and taking over his body.
Chapter completed!