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"Then what race is the orc bloodline of the royal family?"

Wen Qin pointed to the flag in front of the state banquet. It was the national flag of Chutian, with humans, animals, and dragons on it. "Of course it's the Dragon Clan," she said.

Zhao Lue looked at the flowers in his hand, always feeling that the bloodline of the royal family should not be dragons, but should be something else, such as flowers...

"Is there a flower tribe?"

The service staff gently came forward and introduced the five cold dishes on the table to the distinguished guests.

"They are like flowers." Zhao Lue said.

Wenqin was startled and noticed the lotus embroidery on the service staff's skirts, thinking that Salian II of Lorraine really liked lotuses.

Noticing Zhao Lue's inspection of the embroidery, the service staff also stepped forward in an orderly manner and replaced the vase on the table with fresh, dewy lotus flowers.

Wenqin replied: "Your Highness Louis, the orcs are just orcs, not vegetative people. The Chutian orcs include horse tribe, elephant tribe, rabbit tribe, sheep tribe and other terrestrial beasts, but there is no flower tribe."

She whispered: "There are also water tribes in Chutian, but there are no bird orcs. When Chutian and Lorraine first established diplomatic relations, the royal family at that time even believed that the angels of Lorraine were the missing feather tribe among the orcs in Chutian. . The two countries are obviously not far apart but know nothing about each other's existence. However, there is a wonderful connection and complementary differences between them. It is no wonder that they can form a world. "

She still spoke as a Chutian person at the beginning, but later her identity as a player was slightly revealed.

She was still unsure of Zhao Lue's identity at this time, after all, there was no one named Lewis on the ranking list. Although Zhao Lue suddenly called out her little secretary's last name, she was still full of doubts. Her "eyes that see through the essence" shook her suspicion that Zhao Lue was a high-ranking player.

Wenqin never thought that she was the only lucky person. She could become the prince's trusted secretary. Why couldn't others become the successors valued by the pope? While pouring wine for Zhao Lue, she felt the symbol of her being lucky——

She was a card character drawn by a spectator player at one time. According to the rules, the card character was a random one among all the creatures she had come into contact with. She was so lucky that she didn't even know when she had come into contact with this character.

Accompanied by a very thin dragon roar that only the player could hear, the ground in Chutian Capital began to tremble slightly again.

The fish play lotus leaf table was as stable as ever, and the glass next to Zhao Lue's finger and the wine poured by Wen Qin did not sway at all.

On the ranking list, Wen Qin's name began to rise again, but this time it did not rise quickly.

The host of the arena said: "You have occupied a recruitment point. Your card character [Nanjing Black Dragon Legend Protoss] has opened a new feature: the ancient capital of ten dynasties, Dragon Vein Fujing. You can use this feature in the land of Gyeonggi , Prerequisite: occupy at least ten recruitment points.”

Wen Qin felt happy and subconsciously glanced in a certain direction of the palace. That was the only recruitment point of the palace. It was attacked by the white-haired angel a few days ago. Under her [eyes that see through the essence], it is now unoccupied.

Lewis glanced at her, took the wine glass filled with wine, and said, "Don't you know?"

He took a sip, and the red wine slightly dyed his bloodless lips red.

Wenqin watched him push back his shawl of silver hair, and suddenly he approached her with a glass of wine, and his breath with the sweetness of wine hit her ears.

His voice, as sweet as wine, slowly penetrated into her texture, making her legs become weak as if she was drunk:

“The host’s voice can be heard at the center of the world.”

——World Center understands the nature of this world as an arena for players.

That is to say...

Wen Qin resisted the temptation to raise her head, and then she felt the cold gaze of Pope Gaspard of Lorraine diagonally across from her.

The coldness and stinging made Wenqin feel that the pope's green eyes would condense into hard diamonds and cut into her sanity. Her whole body was crumbling, and even the ability of Nanjing Black Dragon to suppress Feng Shui was ineffective.

The so-called center of the world is definitely more powerful than a legend.

Above legend, is it world-class?

She heard the devil-like voice continue to sound low: "The existence that is about to become the center of the world, such as an heir like me, can also be vaguely heard."

——That’s why Louis can guess the M word!

Wen Qin's breath was suffocated, and when she thought of this, she also thought of another person.

The prince of Chutian is about to ascend the throne and become the emperor, and is about to become the center of the world.

Prince Chu Tian frowned, and the sword energy lingering around his eyes surged unconsciously. It was not pointed at Wen Qin, but left a sharp reflection of contemplation. He looked at Wen Qin, as if he was deciding whether Wen Qin, whom he originally trusted so much, was a traitor who should be executed immediately.

Just when Wen Qin couldn't bear the pressure and was about to fall, Zhao Lue stood up and stretched out his hand that was not holding the wine glass to support her. Wen Qin felt that the Pope's gaze was even colder.

Zhao Lue only left one sentence: "Since the center of the world is so powerful, why did the former world center of Chutian and Emperor Lin Haiyan of Chutian die so easily?"

Wen Qin was stunned, and the answer flashed through his mind.

——Because it was the collector of the Foundation who took action. The Collector, Dr. Lin, is in possession of many of the Foundation's dangerous containment objects.

Dr. Lin is active in the arena as [spectator player Lin Xingtao].

Wen Qin hurriedly glanced at the rankings and confirmed the three words [Lin Xingtao], and his points were still changing.

However, the next moment, her expression changed.

The leaderboard is not [Spectator Player Lin Xingtao], but [Participating Player Lin Xingtao].

The Collector is dead? Why didn't Arena provide worldwide notification of the death of his Season 1 victor?

The Collector has so many contained objects, even if he is facing the Lord God, he cannot die silently, right?

If the Collector dies, the items he has preserved in a special way...

Breach all containment.

Just like a dusty memory was unraveled, Wen Qin thought of a contained object that the collector regarded as a treasure.

It is said to be a real god. Wen Qin once peeked secretly, but she only saw countless twisted and chaotic flesh balls and heard terrifying screams that shocked the whole world.

The collector praised the beauty of the twisted god in a passionate tone, caressing the white flesh buds flying out of the sticky flesh in Wen Qin's horror.

That is [SUA-015] that stayed in the Foundation after the containment breach. Some people speculate that it is the lone traveler in Appendix A who has been walking for ten years. Because the doctor’s memory is fuzzy, there is no way to judge, but the doctor insists that this disgusting thing cannot be seen. The thing that wrapped itself in a ball of rotten flesh was a god that humans should worship. The doctor happily gave it a super long name, and forcibly exchanged places with the original SUA-003:

[SUA-003: The plague of madness, the lord of life of the harvest, the love and hate of the gods, the six-winged god of light and love]

[SUA-002 Dogecoin Lord] is only one place ahead of it.

——The six-winged god is facing the god of Lorraine. Is this a coincidence?

"Aren't you hungry?" Gaspard's soft voice brought Wenqin back to reality.

Originally, there were only three people, so the seats were spread out. The position changed because of Louis getting up.

Louis and Gaspard sat next to each other. Gaspard refused the help of the service staff and was peeling a king crab with his own hands. The tough but soft crab meat removed the hard shell and exposed it in front of Louis. on the plate.

Gaspard's expression was gentle, but Wenqin keenly saw the trembling of his fingers, which was exactly the same as the trembling when Louis inserted his fingers into his hair. She thought it was a weak, euphemistic, and gentle gesture. Reluctant to resist hurting people's hearts, looking at it now, Louis held his chin in silence, his blond and silver hair blowing together from time to time, and a strand of golden hair lay delicately on the tip of his slightly raised little finger, tied up.

It was clearly excitement and uncontrollable madness.

Wenqin suddenly understood that maybe the reason why Pope Gaspard stared at her so coldly was because of her disrespect and transgression, her blasphemy and too closeness to God.

——God, just like what she saw with her eyes on the red carpet.

She was thinking that the god of Lorraine was a six-winged angel. The reason why the god abandoned the world was just because the god was stored away.

When the Collector died and the containment failed, God found the Pope who was waiting for Him, but was so weak that he lost his memory, and was boldly and selfishly left by the Pope in another identity.

Yes, that's it. Today Wen Qin also felt that he had seen through everything.

The author has something to say: Chen Kele: She keeps staring at the king crab on your plate. She is hungry.

Zhao Lue: What then? ╩This╩work╩ is organized╩by╩si╩Rabbit╩online╩read╩read╩net╩friend╩organized╩upload╩

Chen Kele: I'm hungry too.

Zhao Lue: Me too, then I’ll start.

Chen Kele: Did you know that you were treated to dinner as a guest in your own home, and you were just shouting that you were hungry at the door of your home?

Zhao Lue: Chen Kele, you should learn from others.

Chen Kele: What, imitate him peeling crabs for you?

Zhao Lue: Eat without saying anything.

Chapter 259 Containment Failure (28)

While Zhao Lue and Wen Qin were talking, the service staff had seized every second to serve appetizers that took into account the flavors of Chutian and Lorraine.

But no one moved their chopsticks or forks.

Gaspard was the first to peel the king crab, and Zhao Lue was the first to start.

When Zhao Lue swallowed the delicious meat of the king crab, Gaspard stopped his hand and closed his eyes gently.

"Thank you for God's grace, and may the world not be angry because of hunger, and may not be lazy because of fullness." The bishops prayed together, and their voices made the Chutian executives at other tables look slightly sideways.

Gaspard opened his eyes and the banquet officially began.

Zhao Lue enjoyed the dishes that were incredibly similar to the real Chinese banquet, and recalled the past again.

When he was still young, there was a banquet for top tycoons and talents in various industries, and his uncle, in the name of chairman, went with the old man, so he also invited him to the banquet. He and his acquaintances were sitting together drinking juice, chatting about who was sitting at each table and where his elders were sitting. Suddenly, he heard someone asking them in a low voice why there were only teenagers at this table. They didn't take it seriously. Smiling, at the end of the banquet, they stood aside and watched the elders shaking hands and saying goodbye. From time to time, someone praised them as "the pillars of the country, young and promising."

When I was young, I ate and talked with those big and successful people. It is not possible to talk about being young and being successful, but it is completely appropriate to talk about being successful as a young person. After all, how many people work hard all their lives just to be qualified to have a meal with certain people.

"What's wrong?" Gaspard asked Zhao Lue softly, "You still want me to help you?"

Zhao Lue shook his head and continued eating.

The state banquet lasted for an hour and a half. The service staff were clearing away the tableware, but the prince had no intention of leaving. He directly discussed with Gaspard here the important matters that determine the relationship between the two countries.

"Chutian is ready. Your Majesty, why don't you go to Wentian Palace tonight to explain various events."

The male secretary on the side explained that Wentian Palace had always been the place where the royal family issued notices to the whole country.

Gaspard leaned back in his chair, his green eyes like deep pools: "Ready? I want to know if your Highness is also ready for your enthronement ceremony."

The prince frowned: "I don't need to worry about it, Your Majesty, the enthronement ceremony will be held within this week. I first need someone to take responsibility for the death of my father."

"Didn't Your Highness catch the person who attacked His Majesty Lin Haiyan?"

"It was precisely because of the attack by an angel in your country that the gangsters had the opportunity to invade the palace and attack my father. The current attitude of the alliance towards this matter is that the angels and gangsters are accomplices, and it was the angels who killed him in order to eliminate evidence. "The prince seemed to remember the chaos that day, and his face was very sad. "So if your Majesty thinks that Lorraine is innocent, it is best to clarify it as soon as possible.