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! We have something important to tell His Majesty! "

"Constitutional monarchy! His Majesty will definitely be happy, and the royal family can be retained!"

They said this, but they didn't care whether the king lived or died.

The queen stopped for a moment, acted dignified and elegant, and said to the ministers: "Everyone, I already know your purpose. Please don't worry, I will go to see my seriously ill and poor husband - my husband is seriously ill, and it is not good to pass the disease to you, so I will convey everything. I believe he will agree with your proposal. "

The ministers praised the queen in unison.

She took the simple proposal presented to her, turned around, opened the door, and walked into the bedroom. She almost screamed, but the scream was forced to be suppressed in her throat.

The ministers could only see her trembling back. The door of the bedroom was closed.

"Alan, really, the spell that killed the old man turned out to be so powerful. "She grumbled in her heart in reproach, and then, with a pale and blue face, she lifted up her luxurious high heels that had stepped into the filth.

Damn it, God of Industry, it was fortunately high heels.

She was a woman who poured champagne on the uppers of her shoes when she went out, and at this moment, she had to step her fragrant feet into the pus that flowed from the bed to the carpet.

-No, she couldn't do it, she had other ideas.

She stretched out her hand and took the bread on the long table.

These were some exquisite and delicious high-end breads, sprinkled with oatmeal on the surface, and filled with rich aroma.

She stuck her high heels into the fluffy and soft bread, as if covering her shoes with a protective film.

"Puff. "A piece of bread was gently thrown in front of her, and a little pus splashed, causing her to touch her chest anxiously.

She stepped out carefully, and under the protection of two layers of bread, her high heels would not be dirty at all.

Covering her mouth and nose, she walked through the mixture of pale green hair that grew from the carpet to a height of one person, through the insects that had grown to be extremely large, and through the vases that were like craters and splashed with feces and urine.

She almost fainted, but when she thought of her happy life with Alan in the future, she had great courage.

She used her precious handkerchief to pat the juice oozing from the bedpost and saw the pits on the king's face. Fat maggots crawled out of the holes.

The queen became excited: the king must be dead!

She resisted the urge to rush out, stretched out her fingers at a distance of two bodies from the king, and tremblingly tried to feel the king's breath.

Stagnant silence.

She immediately cried out loudly: "Oh my God, my husband, what's wrong with you! Don't leave me! "

Her tears hit the gold bracelet on her wrist and the corners of her mouth that she couldn't help curling up.

She pulled out the proposal and was about to pull the king's hand over to print it--

"Click."

There was a sound, not too heavy or too light. When the queen came to her senses, she found that her wrist was bitten tightly by rotten and blackened teeth.

The severe pain made her scream out.

The ministers who heard her scream thought it was a cry of extreme grief, and then one by one they showed a hidden smile of success.

Renault, who was guarding beside Allen, moved his fingers.

Except for Renault, no one else noticed that a golden thread crawled from the queen's fingertips to the king's mouth.

The king swallowed the golden thread and loosened his teeth.

The queen suddenly felt silence around her. She opened her eyes from fear and saw the continuous golden light.

All the filth and evil were dying obediently, as if someone was whispering in the king's ear.

Every time he whispered, the king would let out a warm sigh.

And the country Every time the king sighed, the golden light made his terrible purple skin white and smooth!

Hope, youth and life. A miracle is happening.

In the dying king's body, in this terrible polluted room.

On one side, the carpet with hair slowly retracted and turned into neat green shade, the crater that splashed filth turned into a silver-bottomed fountain spraying clear water, the ceiling covered with moss and colorful vomit turned into a sky where flowers and branches intertwined, and the ugly and big insects turned into holy and docile unicorns.

On the other side, the fairy wine flowed from the altar, into the crystal boat that the seats on the ground turned into, and into the sea that the ground turned into.

In the faint golden light, the king was like a person favored by God in the fairyland, and he came back to life.

The queen asked doubtfully: "God... is it God? "

She heard laughter brushing past her ears, and she saw a pair of hands that looked like the most precious works of art in the world resting on her shoulders.

She swallowed the sweet breath that was so close to her, and turned her head with a panicked mood.

--She was wrong. She once said that she could not think of any man in the world who was better and more perfect than Allen.

--Oh no, she was still wrong. Such beauty is not human, it only exists in the sky and can only be praised by mortals in the world.

How lucky she was to see the true God with her mortal eyes.

Some verses of praise by court poets were on her lips, but she felt that even saying them out was blasphemy.

Ah, his golden hair was the gospel and glory of alms cast from the forest, and the warm vitality fell from the ends of his hair into his palms. His eyeballs were the hazy lake in the forest, silent and deserted, with only the years of fog spreading, and the light and cool breath gathered into a gloomy light and shadow at the end of his eyes. And his lips...

"Has anyone kissed you wantonly? Your lips are as beautiful as if they were kissed many times by a madman..." The queen couldn't help but climb up, like a vine trying to wrap around a tree. She was naturally willing to be a blasphemous madman.

She didn't notice that the god's eyes were indulgent kindness and careless coldness.

Suddenly, her whole body became hot, as if a sharp knife soaked in boiling water cut her blood vessels, causing her blood to spit out bubbles.

She didn't care about these, in fact, she was panicked about her sinking - she was going to fall into the bottomless lake! She was going to leave the god!

Only the two pieces of bread on her feet barely supported her, and she heard the god's beautiful voice that made her cry:

"Your lips are full of dirty desires, just like your feet are always stepping on white and precious hope."

"Pick up the bread under your feet and eat it, I will forgive your sins."

The queen looked down and saw the bread strung by high heels. This was the only thing in the room that had not become beautiful. It was covered with vomit and other filth, as well as the eggs of poisonous insects.

She trembled and begged: "Please don't do this. Are you blaming me for the poor who can't afford bread? What can I do? Why don't they eat cake? Well, I will give them bread, I will."

She kept saying pitiful words, but her body kept sinking. She began to wave her arms and panted, but she couldn't catch the hair that was close at hand.

Finally, she bent down and picked up the bread on the ground like the workers who bent down countless times every day.

"It's too late." The god laughed strangely, "The bread has sunk, and it will drag you down-"

"Go to hell, ladies first."

The god stroked the holy unicorn and came to the king's bed.

"You know what to do."

The king opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

"Yes, my monarch, I am extremely disappointed with myself and this country."

He put his cheek on the back of the god's hand, and tears flowed.

After a while, the gods disappeared, and everything in the room returned to normal.

The king arranged his luxurious robes and took the proposal from the queen who begged him. He did not rush to sign, but said to the queen: "I have done many wrong things. The people can hate me, the ministers can hate me, and even my children can hate me, but you shouldn't, Claudia."

"You are a spoiled and extravagant woman who only knows how to enjoy yourself. You have built countless palaces by yourself."

"Take the glory I gave you and repent." The bracelet on the queen's hand suddenly sank, causing her half of her body to tilt, and also brought her one step closer to hell.

"The rebels are rushing to the palace. Pray, my sinful wife, pray that they may arrive here before you sink and pull you out of the terrible hell. Pray and repent!"

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The king pushed open the door of the bedroom and said to the astonished ministers: "The queen has told me that my son will be engaged. All the nobles should come to attend - I don't have much time left, so keep everything simple and do it quickly."

"Within one day, I want to see all the nobles who have been conferred by me. And the answer you want." The king raised the proposal, "I will tell you at the engagement party."

So, all the prominent nobles in Bari rushed to the palace.

At this time, Allen saw two people walking far away behind the pillar.

"Prince and Princess...Audrey?"

The prince had a cold expression, but his hand was tightly holding Audrey. Audrey glanced at her former partner indifferently.

Allen stared at his first love and gradually stood up straight.

He suddenly sneered and felt the conspiracy hidden in this matter.

After waiting for a long time, the God of Industry finally responded to his call.

He made a decision.

[Followers of the God of Industry, our war is about to begin, go to the temple! Go to where I can see you! ]

Renault's expression moved slightly, and he also received a message from the monarch: [My followers, the war is about to begin. ]

The author has something to say: This chapter is the incarnation of Lin Xingtao.

The inspiration for stepping on bread comes from Andersen's fairy tale "The Girl Walking on Bread", which is a shadow of my childhood.

The queen is more excessive than Marie Antoinette in history (I like to use her 233 in FGO).

Information: Shab Nicholas, an outer god in Cthulhu mythology.

One of the three original gods (darkness, nameless fog and chaos) born by Azathoth, the source of all things, is also an outer god with super fertility. Of all the gods in the Cthulhu Mythos, Shub-Niggurath is the most widely worshipped one.

Using the right method and at the new moon, Shub-Niggurath can be summoned in any forest area, but it is unknown where she came from. One theory is that she lives in the palace of Azathoth in the center of the universe, but it is also possible that she lives underground on Yaddith, protected by Dholes. In addition, it may also live in other dimensional spaces.

It may have combined with Yog-Sothoth to give birth to Nug \u0026 Yeb - I don't care, I'll just take this as the official match hhh.

Chapter 117 Industrial Evil God (Forty)

It is difficult for men to forget their first love. Claudia once said this to Alan.

She is the king's first love, and she has the right to say this.

She asked Alan if he had a first love, and Alan said seriously: "Yes, she is right in front of me." Then the queen laughed. At that time, he was not the Pope, but just an ambitious boy who tried his luck in the capital. He was favored by the queen at a banquet full of noble ladies and pretty boys. He was really lucky.

He did like Audrey and thought about going back to Lorraine to find her. But to be honest, he couldn't remember Audrey's face when he was in bed with the queen for the first time.

Men who can't forget their first love may just have seen too little, have too little ambition and are too weak.

His eyes swept over Audrey's long brown hair and her faint eyes that didn't recognize the person in front of her.

He suddenly sneered, and Audrey smiled strangely sweetly at the prince who was holding her hand at this time.

The response of the God of Industry kept echoing, like a large bird with sharp feathers rampaging through his mind.