Feng Tie quietly slipped back into the lively banquet.
"It's him, he's the one who sold me the Pokémon!" The noble lady's sharp eyes were the first to spot Feng Tie, who was tiptoeing around, and she pointed a finger at him.
With a shout, Feng Tie was surrounded by dozens of women in the center.
"Sell me one!"
"I want one too!"
"And me, and me, I want to buy one for my cousin as a birthday gift!"
The atmosphere began to get out of control. The women took out large bags of gold coins and threw them at Feng Tie's feet. They rushed to buy Feng Tie's "Pokémon". Feng Tie was about to cry without tears. He was knocked to the ground by dozens of women, and dozens of pairs of golden coins were thrown to him.
Jade hands groping for his body, Feng Tie felt like she had turned into a good little daughter-in-law being ravaged by dozens of idiots at the same time.
"Oh, don't pull it out!" Feng Tie suddenly howled heartbreakingly: "This one is real, I grew it myself!"
Feng Tie finally found a gap and crawled out of the crazy circle of women, and stumbled to the blacksmith for help. The blacksmith was very angry when he saw Feng Tie's bear-like appearance with messy hair and disheveled clothes. He raised his fists as big as vinegar and prepared to fight.
Teach Feng Tie a lesson.
At this time, the Duke of Dark Night stood in the center of the banquet, raised his glass and suggested: "Today is a special day, first of all, let all of us here drink this glass together!"
The Duke of Dark Night raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the guests followed suit and drank it all.
The hall began to become quiet, and the Duke of Dark Night put down his wine glass and walked to the stage and said solemnly: "Our Fire Horse Kingdom has existed for hundreds of years, but the noble titles have always been hereditary, and no matter how much contribution to the kingdom, civilians cannot.
Jump ahead and have a title."
The guests in the audience began to talk in low voices: What are you talking about? It seems that there is a good show, so just wait for the show.
"We are the most powerful kingdom on the Green Sea Continent. I think the untouchables from other kingdoms should come to worship us, crawl at our feet and let us drive and enslave them."
The Earl of Dark Night changed the subject, and the guests cheered loudly and excitedly. The cries of "Long live the king, long live Duke of Dark Night" kept coming. People seemed to see that the huge benefits after winning the war had turned into mountains of gold coins and endless slaves.
in front of my eyes.
The Duke of Dark Night pressed his hands down to calm the people who were about to move: "But our king is kind. He doesn't want to see innocent civilians bleed to death, so we always endure the unreasonable and arrogant treatment of us by those barbarians."
"But." The Duke of Dark Night emphasized his tone: "Just yesterday, Odyssey, the most outstanding blacksmith in the Fire Horse Kingdom, his son Feng Tie, pictured on the left, was favored by the Flame Unicorn in the Hell of Hell. Our god
He turned his sharp horn into a scimitar of justice and gave it to the blacksmith's son. God said to him: Go ahead, son, use my power to conquer this rich continent. I want my statue to stand in the green.
Every corner of the sea.”
Although they knew that this was just an excuse for the kingdom to launch a war, everyone present knew the huge incident of the explosion of the Hellfire Hell yesterday, so everyone was very excited for this sacred reason for war.
"Come up Fengtie, the spokesperson of our great god!"
Hearing this, Feng Tie trotted towards the stage and secretly despised him: "Damn it, Duke of Dark Night can really tell lies with his eyes wide open. Jin Sanpang wanted to attack Seoul Bangzi's country and even shouted a few words to unify the entire nation.
As for the slogan, you can just use a fictitious horse to explain the situation."
Unhappy, Feng Tie still stood upright on the stage, straightening his chest, lowering his abdomen, raising his buttocks, and raising his head as if looking down at all living beings.
"Raise the scimitar in your hand high, and let us cheer for the artifact given to us by the Flame Unicorn!" The Duke of Dark Night shouted loudly, while looking at Feng Tie with encouraging eyes.
With a "swish" sound, Feng Tie pulled out the so-called scimitar given by God from his lower back and raised one hand high above his head. Just when he was about to lead everyone to shout a few inspiring slogans, Feng Tie was surprised to find that the people in the audience were
Everyone opened their mouths in an O-shape and looked at their lower body obscenely. Feng Tie also felt a chill below his waist. When he lowered his head, he saw that the knife was too sharp and had accidentally cut off his belt.
If looks could kill, Feng Tie had been cut into pieces under the sharp eyes of the Duke of Dark Night. The blacksmith who was still smiling happily in the audience squatted on the ground in pain and covered his face tightly with both hands.
.
"Uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone, it was a little too small and made everyone laugh." Feng Tie said incoherently, hurriedly trying to bend down and lift his pants to cover his hairy thighs and his second brother who was probing his head.
"Stab!" Because the movement was too violent, a long slit was torn open on the front and back of Fengtie's white tights.
The Duke of Dark Night's expression turned extremely ugly, and he waved his right hand behind his back frequently to signal Feng Tie to hide in the side hall.
In an emergency, Feng Tie protected his chest with his right hand holding the knife, and covered his second brother with his left hand. He dragged his pants on his ankles and took a small step towards the side hall, showing a naked back that was so lascivious that it made people endlessly reverie.
It is deeply engraved in the hearts of every guest in the audience.
"Ah, his ass is so white and strong!" Lady A started to get excited, and she put her mouth to Lady B's ear and whispered.
"Yes, but his thing is so small, much smaller than the one he sold to us!" Lady B was obviously a little dissatisfied.
Lady C did not speak. She kept blushing and stroking the Pokémon in her sleeve with her eyes closed, an intoxicated look on her face.
A nobleman in the audience who was very familiar with the blacksmith patted the blacksmith's shoulder sympathetically and expressed comfort: "Dear Zuo Tu, is this kid really your biological son?"
"It seems so." The blacksmith, who had been dignified and solemn for most of his life, said painfully: "Do you think his face looks like mine when I was young?"
The noble looked at the blacksmith's face carefully for a while and nodded heavily.
"Then I'll be relieved." The blacksmith let out a sigh of relief.
…
The banquet ended in an awkward atmosphere.
At the end of the banquet, the Duke of Dark Night reluctantly announced: In view of the special status of Fengtie Shen's spokesperson, the kingdom's senior officials decided to make an exception and promote Fengtie to the title of Baron.
Everyone was making a noise, but the blacksmith in the picture on the left was so happy that he was stunned.
The hierarchical system of the Fire Horse Kingdom is very strict: slaves can never renounce their citizenship and remain slaves forever; nobles can be killed if they make a big mistake, but their titles are inherited by their descendants. If they belong to the Yi tribe, their titles will be revoked; civilians can always only be commoners.
You can do business and become extremely wealthy, you can become a general with tens of millions of troops, or you can become a powerful Presbyterian elder, but you can never become a noble for no reason. This is the Fire Horse Kingdom.
The iron law of class that has existed for hundreds of years since the founding of the People's Republic of China has never been broken.
Although Zuo Tu, as the best blacksmith in the kingdom, is highly valued and loved by the kingdom's senior officials, his identity as a commoner has always been inferior to others. Zuo Tu was once blackmailed by a poor and beggar nobleman who has declined, but the kingdom's laws and law enforcement personnel are still
He favored the poor nobles, and even the Duke of Dark Night only advised Zuo Tu to spend money to avoid disaster and settle the matter.
This has always been Zuo Tu's long-standing concern. Even though he was just a small baron, it was enough to make Zuo Tu so excited that he wished he could roar loudly on the spot to release the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. This represents that the Odyssey family can truly
Live your life proudly in the kingdom.
"If you have a son like this, what else can you ask for?" Zuo Tu sighed with emotion.
Feng Tie, who had just streaked into the side hall, had no idea of his father's mixed emotions. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, crying sadly and waving goodbye to his three best friends: "My chastity; fuck, my
Integrity, my sentiment, you guys, go all the way."
…
In the inner palace of the Duke of Dark Night, only the Duke of Dark Night and Feng Tie sat staring at each other.
It can be seen that the Duke of Dark Night's city is extremely deep.
At this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten the unpleasantness just now, as if nothing had happened at the banquet just now.
"Feng Tie." The Duke of Dark Night, who looked kind and friendly, spoke slowly, "I believe your father has already revealed the story of some things to you. I think you may not need me to teach you how to do it."
The Duke of Dark Night's eyes sharpened, and he stared at Feng Tie closely like an eagle about to swoop down to the ground to prey on a rabbit.
Feng Tie shrank back in the chair in fear, as if he wanted to melt into the back of the chair: "Yes, Your Excellency, I know exactly how to do it." Feng Tie weakly talked about the conditions, "Although the curve in my hand is
The knife seems to be extremely sharp at the moment, but I have no idea whether it can kill her. My father told me that the witch has unparalleled martial arts skills and boundless power to dominate the world for eternity..."
"Shut up!" The Duke of Dark Night finally couldn't help but scolded him. I don't know why, but Duke of Dark Night, who was always good at cultivating qi, would start to get angry as soon as he said a few words to Feng Tie.
"This blacksmith's son is really unreliable. I have to control my anger. Otherwise, I will probably be pissed to death before I ascend the throne."
The Duke of Dark Night forced himself to change to the softest and harmless tone to discuss Feng Tie: "Don't think so much, you have to believe in yourself and the indestructible scimitar in your hand. I know the outcome of the matter, you will definitely kill
her."
"Why are you so sure? Why do you believe so much in me, a famous prodigal son in the imperial capital?" Feng Tie was puzzled.
The Duke of Dark Night stood up and looked around. He gently opened the crystal curtain on the wall that blocked each brightly colored relief with his fingers. Finally, he pointed at the middle one and introduced it to Feng Tie with his back to Feng Tie: "Look at this one."
The Duke of Dark Night's tone became a little excited: "The content of this relief is a scene of a thin boy holding a sharp blade slashing at the devil's neck. Although the sharp blade on the relief is blocked by white light and the shape cannot be seen clearly, but according to my inference, this is the scene today.
What is about to happen tonight, you should be the boy on the relief, and the sharp blade should be the scimitar in your hand. I will not be mistaken, you will comply with the prophet's wishes, and you will definitely be able to kill her!"
"Don't think that I asked someone to carve these reliefs!" The Duke of Dark Night turned around and looked at Feng Tie calmly, "This palace has existed since the establishment of the Fire Horse Kingdom on the Green Sea Continent, and these reliefs,
It has been here for hundreds of years. This is one series of prophecies after another. The first ones have all come true. I still can’t understand the latter ones. However, I deeply understand the accuracy of its predictions. So you should
Have some confidence now."
Feng Tie concealed his inner shock by kneeling down and accepting the promise.
Although the depiction was a bit blurry, Feng Tie could clearly see the content of the largest relief that was not completely blocked: on a high platform burning with light blue flames, several long-haired men holding strange musical instruments were sitting on a high platform.
Roaring to the sky, green thorny vines kept dancing in the blazing fire.
There was only a woman whose face could not be seen clearly under the high platform. She was staring deeply at the performance on the high platform, and her eyeballs formed a strange vortex shape, which seemed to be able to swallow everything in the world, everything...
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