Slime's Evolutionary Journey

"What your country wants is only 60% of the magic crystals in Twilight Continent and the disposal rights of Twilight and his son?"

After reading the letter, Hachier breathed out flames and burned the letter to ashes.

"For the Gear Country, the only thing of value in Twilight Continent is the magic crystal. Twilight and his son have been included in our country's blacklist. Please give it to us afterwards."

Fang Te bowed with a smile on his face.

"It's true that you are a machine species. As expected, you will only do things that are in the best interest of your country. After the red comet, your country did not participate in this troubled world. It is really a pity."

Ha Chi'er couldn't help but sigh. The general content of the plan written on the paper just now was that the mechanical species had sent fifty S-level mechanical species to the primitive noble tribes in all directions of the Twilight Continent. As long as he nodded, the primitive noble alliance would They can officially start, and the mechanical species will provide fifty S-class combat mechanical species as their strongest backing, and will provide assistance at "critical moments".

This "aid" is very vague, which means that although the Gear Kingdom provoked the war in the Twilight Continent, the mechanical species do not plan to send troops immediately. They can act according to the situation. If the situation goes bad, with the help of fifty It is not difficult for an S-class mechanical species to escape, and the mechanical species' army has not come, so there is no loss to the Gear Kingdom. At most, the clans of the Twilight Continent are fighting to the death.

"If the Twilight Dragons want to compete in the world, they must expand their Twilight army. The magic core is limited, and there is an essential conflict with our country in terms of resources. The last war between the Twilight Continent and our country explained everything, 'Will 'Judgment, rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative. This short-term alliance and cooperation will have advantages and disadvantages for both of us, but if it fails, the disadvantages will be greater for you."

Now that everyone knew the plans of both parties, Fangte pointed it out directly and there was no need to hide anything anymore.

"Your country is not afraid that I will expose my plan and kill you and give it to the Lord of Twilight to show my loyalty?"

"If the two-headed dog demons really do this, then I have nothing to say, except that I will feel pity. It is a pity that the two-headed dog demons born from the flames have really become watchdogs. Al Sass (the divine species, the creator of the two-headed dog demon race) is really a disgrace.”

Ha Chi'er's two heads looked at each other with Fang Te, and the sound of needles could be heard quietly in the hall.

At the same time, the S-class mechanical species that came to the Twilight Continent with Fangte met with the once glorious primitive nobles of the Twilight Continent, and agreements were reached on the same day.

In Twilight's study, an extremely handsome man sat on a wicker chair, his eyes fixed on the bottle of blue potion in his hand.

Looking at this bottle of blue liquid, the man's eyes showed embarrassment.

He does like Emilia, but he doesn't want to get her by this method, because it insults his dignity!

And there was one thing that his father didn't consider. Even if he wanted to get her with this bottle of potion, he couldn't do it.

These days, Jon Cappe has left Emilia completely in the care of his son without asking. Naturally, he doesn’t know about Emilia’s condition, let alone that Emilia has not eaten Twilight. He had never eaten any food in the city, or even drank a glass of water. He relied entirely on the magic power in his body to maintain his own nutrition, and Nessario did not tell his father all this.

After all, being so wary of a woman is really embarrassing.

Therefore, even if Nesario wanted to drug him, he had no chance at all.

Are you forcing her to drink it? This is even more impossible. With Emilia's level of vigilance, Emilia will immediately kill herself as soon as Nessario behaves in a coercive manner. Fantasy species have a long lifespan, but if they want to die, Likewise, no one can stop it.

"Shirley, Shirley, you are really going to give me a hard time." Nesario was lying on the chair. For him, he did not dare to disobey his father's order, "If that slime dies, Now, are you going to give up?"

According to Nessarion's understanding of women, there is only one reason for a girl to maintain her pure body in this way, and that is that she has a deeply loved person in her heart. For the person in her heart, she will not let it go even if she dies. Not being tainted in the slightest bit.

"Slime! Fant! What are you capable of? You're just a member of the lowest species! Why do you argue with me?"

For Neltharion, he is the second highest race! He is even more powerful among fantasy species! Mastered the entire Twilight Continent! It is a major force in the world! The world will change because of you!

But what about the slime? It's just a plaything that Aegiya created when she was bored! What does he have? That dirty, savage, uncivilized orc tribe? What is his identity? Why should you argue with yourself?

Nessario couldn't help but think about it, comparing himself with that spring-filled slime, and the more he compared himself, the angrier he became!

Especially when he thinks that that damn slime occupies an important place in the heart of the girl he loves! He just wanted to die! He should be cut into pieces! Both spirit and form are destroyed!

right! He deserves to die! That slime shouldn't live in this world! He must die!

This sudden thought continued to expand in his mind, and even Nesario's eyes gradually became murderous! It was just an idea that came out for no reason at first, but it gradually took over his entire heart!

Neltharion stood up and crushed the blue potion bottle in his hand! Blue liquid slipped from his hand.

Just when he was angry and even wanted to lead the army to capture Aniya, there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Come in!" Neltharion said in a low tone.

A human maid with a beautiful face and plump figure walked in with her head lowered.

"What's the matter?"

Neltharion glanced at the maid with murderous intent, imagining that the dragon race's powerful Via made the girl afraid and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Young... Young Master... I have something urgent to ask you. I hope you can come over as soon as possible."

"Emergency?" Neltharion frowned, glanced at the still trembling maid, put away his pressure, and walked over with a smile.

"Sorry for scaring you, but can I make it up to you tonight?"

Listening to Neltharion's whispers, the girl felt even more frightened, and nodded as her consciousness went blank.

"Then wait for me tonight."

He patted the maid on the shoulder and walked out of the study.