Fantasy Simulator

Sometimes, the more you can't get something, the more you want it.

Over the years, as Oliman ascended the throne, the things she could not get have become less and less now.

She has a huge palace, and a huge wealth.

In her palace, there are also a large number of slaves, many of them young and beautiful.

Among the outstanding ones, in terms of appearance, they are not inferior to Chen Heng, or even better.

But for some unknown reason, Oliman still misses that knight.

Perhaps it was because she knew that Chen Heng was something she could never get, so the thoughts in her heart were particularly strong.

Before meeting Chen Heng, she never thought that there really is such a perfect person.

The vows he made when he and Vener got married are still echoing in his ears.

And what the other party has done over the years also informed the witnesses of the wedding that day that he did not swear and did not live up to it.

"Regardless of honor and disgrace, regardless of poverty, never give up..."

Walking on the road, she muttered to herself, an inexplicable feeling of envy and mixed emotions arose in her heart.

For Chen Heng, her feelings are very complicated, some instinctively want to have it, and some don't want to destroy this beauty.

After all, this beauty belongs to her sister, not someone else.

Thinking of the end, she sighed, continued to raise her glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Heng sat alone in his seat, thinking silently.

He looked around, at the guests sitting around him.

In those places, lords from far away sat in them, but many people were exhausted.

If you look closely, you can clearly see the sternness and the faint dissatisfaction of many of them.

Looking at it this way, these lords have a lot of dissatisfaction with what Oliman has done over the years.

No wonder.

After all, anyone who is tossed and consumed like this will probably feel dissatisfied in their hearts.

Even if the person is their theoretical monarch.

Just like many people, when Oliman's power had not weakened and remained strong, they did not dare to vent their dissatisfaction, or even dared to express it, for fear of attracting Oliman's attention. Start.

Over the years, Oliman's temper has become more and more irritable.

If someone dared to touch her brow, something might not happen.

So at this moment, they just dare not speak out.

But no matter how you say it, dissatisfaction is slowly accumulating, but it has not yet reached the time of eruption.

If this continues, when the dissatisfaction accumulates to the extreme, a violent flame will eventually erupt.

Once the Kutu royal family represented by Oliman weakens, I am afraid that a rebellion will come immediately.

However, until then...

As if thinking of something, Chen Heng was thoughtful.

"Everyone, keep drinking."

Above, Oliman raised the wine glass in his hand and laughed at everyone below: "Don't worry, there is still a lot of wine, everyone take your time."

Her face was flushed, and her body smelled of alcohol. She seemed to be a little drunk, and her movements became more and more open. She laughed from time to time, and she no longer had the elegant appearance when she was a princess.

All around, the invited lords had smiles on their faces and looked at Oliman in front of them. Even if they were dissatisfied, they could only raise their wine glasses and continue drinking.

No one dared to raise an objection, because with Oliman's current temper, if he dared to raise an objection, it would really cause problems.

In the past, it was not that no one mentioned it, but the end of these people was not very good.

After a long time, no one dared to raise objections.

But this time, a discordant voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk."

A faint voice fell and came from below.

The movements of the surrounding lords stopped, and they couldn't help being a little surprised.

They subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, and just saw a young man sitting upright there.

It was none other than Chen Heng.

"drunk?"

Oliman also reacted.

She looked at Chen Heng and frowned subconsciously: "I don't think I'm drunk."

"Your Majesty has drunk enough, there is no need to continue."

Chen Heng's face was calm, and he continued to speak: "What's more, holding a banquet like today is enough. It is too frequent and meaningless."

He raised his head and looked at Oliman: "It's just a waste of time and money."

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

The smile on Oliman's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became sharper, staring at Chen Heng.

"Just telling the truth."

Chen Heng looked at Oliman and said calmly, "Three years, only three years."

"In order to participate in the banquet held by His Majesty, how many people traveled day and night, walking on the road, and how many people died in other places because of accidents, and even the bodies could not be recovered..."

He counted down the tragic events that have occurred in recent years due to the perennial summoning of the lord, and opened his mouth in front of everyone present.

Every time he said a word, Oliman's face became a little colder, and at the end, he was already very frightened.

people.

She stared at Chen Heng, her eyes seemed to be burning with anger, as if it was about to explode.

"well said!"

But in contrast to Oliman, it was the applause of countless people present.

In the past, limited by Oliman's majesty and oppression, they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and could only cope with it.

And now that everyone is silent, someone is finally willing to stand up and speak for them.

Due to Oliman's methods and majesty in the past, they did not dare to stand up to support Chen Heng, but in their hearts, their goodwill towards Chen Heng rose too much at this moment, and they became close to him all of a sudden.

"Kaelin, what are you trying to do?"

Oliman opened his eyes wide and stared at Chen Heng angrily. At this moment, a violent emotion emerged in his heart: "If you don't want to drink, get out of here for me."

"It's just telling the truth. If Your Majesty doesn't want to hear it, forget it."

Chen Heng's face was calm, and he spoke so calmly.

Looking at Oliman in front of him, he didn't say anything, just turned and left.

All around, looking at the figure of Chen Heng leaving, the hearts of the people around were full of admiration, and at this moment, the image of Chen Heng in the heart suddenly became taller.

Standing at the top, Oliman's mood was completely opposite.

She looked at Chen Heng's back, staring at his figure, her face uncertain.

After a while, she recovered, her face smiled again, and she continued to raise her glass and drink with the surrounding nobles.

The lively atmosphere was restored in the palace.

"It seems to work well."

Feeling the stolen sight from the surrounding lords when he left, Chen Heng smiled.

Saying this in front of many lords, he is naturally not idle, but has a purpose.