Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Led by a housekeeper wearing a tuxedo and white gloves, Merlin walked quietly in the black mountain castle.

This is a very old castle, as can be seen from the green plants crawling on the walls and the kind of alienation and loneliness that do not belong to this era that haunt the old castle.

The castle was built on the highest mountain in Latvinia, a small country in Eastern Europe. From the wall of the castle, it can almost overlook the whole picture of this tiny country.

Probably the medieval kings would like this sport very much, which would allow them to see the land under their own control more intuitively.

Although in Merlin's view, ruling such a tiny country, there is no sense of accomplishment.

"Your Majesty is waiting for you in the restaurant, distinguished guests."

The very old butler saluted Merlin slightly and made a "please" gesture. Merlin nodded to him.

Under the silent gaze of the guards wearing ceremonial armor, Merlin held out his black gloved hand and pushed open the door of the castle restaurant in front of him.

Along with the sound of the heavy wooden door clicking, what caught his eye was a quaint hall.

An oval table is placed in the center of the hall, with gorgeous tablecloths, full of delicious food on the table, and a submissive maid holding wine, always ready for his majesty, for the country The ruler filled the glass.

This is a king's dinner, and there is only one person attending the dinner.

The owner of this place is sitting on the main seat of this hall, wearing the strange iron armor, green hood and tabard of the wizard King Victor von Dum, using elegant movements to cut a piece of cooked steak just right.

Without looking up, he said to Merlin who walked into the restaurant:

"You visit me at this time, there are important things, right? Friends."

"Yes."

Merlin looked at the extravagant dinner in front of Dum. He leaned on the "Dracula's grave" in his hand. He did not directly explain his intentions, but commented softly:

"You are rumored to be a stern and great monarch, a benevolent ruler, but this luxurious and overly supper reminds me of those kings in history who are not so good..."

"I love my people, there is no doubt about it, but they are also my courtiers."

Dum didn't care about the other meanings in Merlin's words. While sending the steak into his mouth opening and closing, he said calmly:

"I keep them safe, I give them a better life."

"So every night, regardless of their personal beliefs, they should thank me before falling asleep... Similarly, I always enjoy the food first and eat the best. This is the king's power."

The wizard king of Latvia raised his head and made an inviting gesture to Merlin. He said:

"What's more, there are VIPs tonight. Although my country is small, a decent meal is still available. Come on, friends, the food always makes people happy, so let's eat and talk. "

Merlin was also polite. A maid opened the chair for him, and another maid brought him tableware and poured wine for him.

Merlin picked up the glass and Dum raised the glass. The two drank the first glass in silence. Merlin coughed lightly and said:

"The construction of the Intelligence Machine Center has entered the construction stage. The engineers of the Onika Group have a very good sense of the Latvian people. He likes your country..."

"Of course, this is just a trivial matter. Your Majesty, I came here for something more important. Remember the last thing we said when we parted?"

Dum's cutting of the steak stopped, and he raised his finger as if it was a silent command, and the others in the restaurant immediately retreated silently.

After everyone left, Dum looked at Merlin, his eyes under the iron mask stared at him, he said:

"You have a plan?"

"Yes, we are preparing a plan against the great devil."

Merlin put a piece of cake into his mouth with a fork. The wonderful sweetness squinted his eyes happily. He said to Dum:

"In the implementation of our plan, maybe you can also join in. I mean, if you plan to let go of your mother's soul, then we can prepare from now on."

"But before that... we still lack some information. I believe that with your help, we can get that information and perfect the plan that is beneficial to us."

Merlin took a crumpled parchment from his pocket, put it in the air, and gently waved it, and the parchment was carried by invisible hands and brought to Dumm's eyes.

"this is?"

Dum looked at the parchment in his hand, and he felt a strange power from it, which shows that this parchment is not a mere thing.

"This is an old friend of mine."

Merlin says:

"Ask it, it will tell you everything you need, and of course it will come with a request that may be weird... But if you want to get it, you have to pay, I believe that a good wizard like you will not understand This truth."

"and many more."

Dum's finger tapped twice on the table. He looked at Merlin strangely. He said:

"You want me to exchange this unknown existence in exchange for the important information you need, but I have to bear the price..."

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with your understanding."

Merlin seemed to be focusing on the big lobster in front of him. He said:

"It sounds harsh, but Lord Dum, believe me, compared to the guy you have to deal with, in this world, you can never find a more suitable collaborator than us."

"Click"

Merlin broke the front lobster of lobster. He blinked at Dum. He said:

"And, it's good for us, we take each one."

"Through what you have in hand, you can not only know the weaknesses of Mephistopheles, you can also harvest a group of true'friends', even if our plan fails, there is no harm to you hiding in the dark. .."

"It's really worth it."

A few months later, a lively place.

The disguised Satan's daughter, Satana, is walking in this weird building. She is wearing a red hood and wrapped herself tightly. She is looking for her goal in this lively place.

This is the tavern of hell. It is located at the intersection of all the dimensions of hell. This is a "neutral zone" recognized by all **** lords.

Looking out the window of this tavern, you can see the Tower of Dusk standing in the center of Hell, where the **** princes discuss things, and the most famous throne of Satan is also there.

When Satana was young, she went there once with her father. At that time, she was still a pure girl. She thought that the throne of Satan is the most gorgeous throne in hell. After all, it symbolizes the authority of all hell...

However, it is not!

Few demons or devils in Hell know the true meaning of the throne of Satan. It's just a broken, crooked, even asymmetrical seat made of piles of rotten wood.

It is located in the purest fire of hell, burned by flames from all dimensions and still remains intact, which shows that it is indeed magical.

But beyond that, the young Satana at the time couldn't understand the throne of the **** king.

What made her remember at the time was that the **** princes were discussing things in the flaming dome of the throne.

Every **** prince stands in his own place. According to her father, the closer a **** prince is to the throne of Satan, the more honorable it is in hell.

So every demon or devil qualified to attend the meeting tried to bring himself closer to the broken seat.

But even the most brutal and strongest of them dare not put their claws on the throne. If it does that, then the next moment, it will be swarmed by others on the spot.

However, Satana's father Marduk is an exception. After all, it is the only guy who has been ousted from the throne and can still retreat. He always enjoys some privileges.

For example, other monarchs only call themselves "Satan" when necessary, mostly for fraudulent occasions.

Marduk can claim to be "Satan" anytime, anywhere, because it did enjoy that name.

Uh, in short, because of the unpleasant things that happened at the border of Hell and Satan Hell some time ago, Satana must now act low-key.

Her father had been looking for her and her brother. Once she was found whereabouts by her father, the end would be miserable.

But today, Satana was very lucky. When she entered the third hall of this hell's tavern, she quickly found her target among the various **** creatures.

"Anything interesting happened today?"

Satana swayed her body and walked to her goal. She slept in front of her chair with a paw and hysteria. It was probably a drunk snake who slapped on the ground and then sat on the seat by herself.

The photographed snake demon stood up drunk, intending to get up and do something.

But when it got up, it saw Satana's fingers reaching out to summon a furious hellfire, burning the table in front of her, probably disinfecting.

This scene made the snake decisively counsel, and it turned around quietly and left here.

The person who grabs the seat is undoubtedly unacceptable. Although it seems a little counseling to just walk away without saying anything, it is not the brainless war demon.

When you encounter this unlucky thing, don't flash quickly, should you stay here to wait for love?

"Nothing interesting."

The purple-skinned demon sitting next to Satana didn't care about this inexplicable messenger. It drank the devil's wine in the glass, saying:

"It's no different from a normal day in purgatory. What about you? Stranger, do you have anything interesting today?"

"Yes."

Satana gestured to the demon bartender. Soon, a skull-filled glass was filled and colorful dazzling cocktails were delivered. This is the treatment that only regular bar guests have.

Satan's daughter lifted her skull wine glass, and in the noisy surroundings, she said:

"I had a great time today. On the way over, I slaughtered a lot of brainless demon assassins and fought with a fallen angel. Wait, let me think about it, oh, yes, I just grabbed a bad luck. The egg seat, now intends to seduce a **** prince to overthrow its father’s throne..."

"How? A wonderful day, right? Lord Blackheart."

"Well, it's really wonderful."

Blackheart, the son of the great devil Mephisto, the prince of He Hongmiaozheng nodded blankly, it said:

"But I'm in a bad mood today, so I don't plan to be fooled with you. Before I plan to start, go away, little girl."

"Hi, man, are you angry because I plan to seduce you?"

In a frivolous posture, Satana put her hand on the shoulder of the Prince of Black Heart. She exhaled and said:

"Don't be so boring, you know, this is hell. If you don't plan to drink with every guy who wants to use you, then you can only drink boring alone now."

"Furthermore, the ambition of Lord Blackheart has spread to hell. When you were young and frivolous, you made a ruthless talk about usurping your father’s throne, but nothing has been achieved yet..."

"Are you sure you want to use me? Rather than want to provoke me?"

Black Heart smashed the wine glass in his hand on the table. The whole body was covered with scales, and there was a cool black messy devil who reached the heel and said:

"Who sent you to be a lobbyist? You are really incompetent."

"I just omitted those meaningless polite sets. I speak more straightforwardly and directly."

Satana took a sip of the drink without any care. She said:

"If I tell you the truth and make you uncomfortable, then I can't help..."

"I just have a chance to offer you, if you are working well enough, maybe you can seize the slightest opportunity...overthrow your father-in-law, the most gorgeous beard in the **** dimension."

"whispering sound."

The Prince of Hearts smiled disdainfully:

"No matter what you are looking for, what you are looking for is definitely not me... stay away from me, this is the last warning."

"Alas, I thought you had some ambitions when you were young, Lord Blackheart. For a while, the children in **** regarded you as an example."

"Because you are the only one who says something that everyone wants to do, but everyone dare not do it, that makes everyone think of you as a hero."

Satana snorted. She didn't mind the warning from the black heart. She took a sip of the cocktail. She said:

"But what about now? Ah, life in purgatory, endless failures, rebellions over and over again, make you fear your father, and fear weakens your ability, because of fear, you are now willing to become Murphy Trust pets..."

"Click"

Blackheart's fist was clenched, and a sharp and poisonous black bone spur popped out of its arm. The low-level demons and demons near this seat turned around and ran away.

But Satana was not afraid.

She turned her head to look at the black heart, she said:

"The old men are fighting for the throne of the king of **** with their own methods. Every king has their own ideas. Before they play in person, they will instigate their representatives to warm up..."

"Whether you want it or not, Blackheart, you will eventually be sent to the arena as cannon fodder, and I know that you can't win!"

Satan's daughter stretched out a finger, she said softly:

"Because the strongest of us, the children of hell, stand with me! He can eat you like sandwich bread..."

"This is your last chance. I will give you the last 10 seconds. If you don't want to hear me finish..."

Satana raised her glass and said to Blackheart:

"Then let's go our own way, but when you meet my boss in the arena of the hells, don't say I didn't remind you in advance."

The deadly bone spur on Blackheart's arm was less than an inch away from Satana's neck, but the prince of **** did not stab it.

Not only because of Satana’s extraordinary courage and her clever tongue, but more importantly, as one of the oldest princes of Hell, Blackheart knows that Satana is right...

Those **** old men are terrible.

"Who are you? Your boss, who is it?"

Blackheart asked.

"These questions are not important."

Satana sticks her tongue out and licks her lips. The princess of Hell frivolous reaches out and squeezes the strong muscles on the arm of the black heart. She whispers:

"Importantly, we formed a small group to give the old guys a little color. In fact, we intend to slapp them hard."

"Are you going to join in?"

Faced with Satana's question, Blackheart didn't answer immediately. After a few minutes, it turned around, withdrew the bone spurs, sat down again, raised the glass, and said to the bartender:

"Give me another drink, ah, this dull day finally got a little bit interesting."

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