Foreigners...

Hearing this title, the elegant smile on Ning Feng's face became even bigger.

Feeling the burning "look" in the other person's eyes, Ning Feng knew very well that the other person's "foreigner" meant more than just the words.

The opponent's situation should be the same as Charlie's, another special being who discovered the true situation of himself and the contestants.

Oops, it's exposed.

How could I be seen through so easily before I even opened my mouth?

This is really frustrating.

Without trying to act stupid, Ning Feng calmly accepted the fact that he had been exposed.

This is not only respect for the king's intelligence, but also respect for himself.

In this case, it's better not to struggle like a clown and pretend to be stupid.

Yes, but it's really not necessary. The other party won't believe it.

Besides, that would be too ugly and embarrassing.

Sighing with emotion in his heart, Ning Feng smiled and nodded to the king:

"Yes, I'm coming."

Ning Feng's mood was not affected much by the bad start as he spoke lightly like in a drama.

Ning Feng was a little helpless at this unfolding, but it was actually not too unacceptable.

Look who the other person is!

He is a king!

He is a legend!

They all have such identities, there has to be something different, right?

Even Charles, a bishop, could realize the difference in the world, why not the king?

Moreover, exposing one's identity may not be a bad thing.

If you continue to use Charlie's identity to talk to the king, it is uncertain how much face the other party can sell to you.

If the other party is a king, and you are just a subject, you will inevitably be looked down upon invisibly.

Foreign monks like to chant sutras.

No matter how the king views foreigners, at least he will treat them specially.

It doesn't matter whether this particular thing is positive or negative.

Ning Feng remained silent after answering, and calmly approached the throne despite the pressure from the legend.

One step at a time, never any pause.

But the closer he got, Ning Feng felt something unexpected.

It is true that the other party is a legend. No matter what level you look at it, the other party gives him the feeling that he is a true legend.

But it seems a little weak?

Um?

Seemingly raising his head casually, Ning Feng keenly noticed the violation. Ning Feng found that the king's condition seemed to be worse than he expected.

The other party is sitting on the throne. It seems that he is not showing off, but is recovering by sitting on the throne.

The king seems to have just experienced a battle, and his condition is not very good, it can even be said to be poor.

"The battle was already fought before I came. Was there someone who was one step ahead of me?"

Contestant?

Or is there another dangerous existence in the world itself...the church faction?

There are faint cracks on the bones, and from time to time, a few silver-white arcs flash out from them, making crackling sounds followed by green smoke.

The biggest trauma was on the skull, where there was a tiny hole that ran from front to back.

Even though he couldn't read the emotions on the other person's skeletal face, Ning Feng still vaguely sensed fatigue in the air.

He is very tired and needs rest badly.

And most importantly, judging from the overflowing souls, it seems that the other party's soul has been severely corrupted, and is even about to completely dissipate...

Did he become like this because of the battle? Or is his soul actually about to decay long ago?

Ning Feng didn't know the real answer.

He was a little curious now, why did the other party want to meet him when he was in such bad physical condition?

Is it arrogance? Or does he have a strong pride in his own strength?

While Ning Feng was observing, the king was also examining him.

The two looked at each other quietly, only the firelight behind the king kept flashing, illuminating their shadows.

This is the highest point of the palace. The dome above the head seems to have been shattered by thunder, and a big crack appeared. The sound of rain outside can be vaguely heard.

When Ning Feng stopped in front of the steps more than ten meters away from the throne, Reinhardt finally spoke:

"Why are you here?"

Raising his head slightly, Ning Feng looked at the figure sitting on the throne.

In addition to majesty, power, and terror, I unexpectedly felt another emotion.

Lonely and desolate.

A lonely man sits on the throne.

In a trance, Ning Feng saw a lonely figure also wearing a crown overlapped with the skeleton.

Even though he turned into an undead at this moment, he still did not lose his qualifications as a king.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Ning Feng did not forget his true purpose.

Ning Feng raised his head, put his left hand behind his back, put the fingers of his right hand together and gently placed them on his left collarbone, bowing slightly.

It is not a classical aristocratic etiquette, nor is it the traditional etiquette of this country.

This etiquette seemed strange and novel to Reinhardt, but it was familiar to the audience watching this scene.

Even if you haven't actually seen it, you have more or less understanding of this action.

This action is a classic etiquette of the Watch Club, and can even be said to be a ritual.

【Watching Will】

It means that at this moment, the watcher who salutes under the witness and gaze of others will begin to act on behalf of the will of the watch group.

This is not a ritual that can be used lightly, because any action once it is used will be regarded as a representative of the Watch Society.

In order to prevent this ritual from being used indiscriminately, the conditions for its use and establishment are almost stringent, and every use will be investigated and assessed by the Watch Club.

But once successfully identified, no matter what the user's identity is or what his strength is, he will represent the Watch Club.

His will and choice are the will and choice of the Watch Club!

The other party doesn't understand the meaning, but it doesn't matter, as long as there is someone who understands to witness it.

And Ning Feng believed that there were definitely many people observing his every move.

Then this ceremony was established.

After the ceremony, Ning Feng straightened up. There was no flattery or groveling towards the legend in front of him, and he spoke calmly:

"His Majesty Reinhardt II, the Hero King of the Rhine Kingdom, I am here to ask you a few questions."

The king was silent, looking at the outsider noncommittally, waiting for him to speak.

Wearing the attire of a nobleman, he also exudes elegance and nobility. The scene is like that of an exotic nobleman meeting the king.

But the nobleman's tone was different. He asked:

"Do you know all the changes that have happened to you?"

Even though the status and strength of the two are completely opposite, Ning Feng's tone was not a friendly question, but more like a condescending question.

The king, however, remained silent about this.

"Ever tried to solve it? Want to escape from it all?"

There was still silence, and the fire in the king's eyes gradually dimmed, as if he was gradually losing interest in the person who asked the question.

Taking in all these changes, Ning Feng nodded and finally asked:

"And last question, do you need help?"

laugh.

The flames behind the throne emitted sparks and exploded in the air, making a sound like a sneer.
To be continued...