Chapter 31 The storm is coming

Author: He gave up and I took it

Chapter 31 The storm is coming

"That guy must be the apprentice secretly trained by King Poisonous Swamp. I can barely hide the smell of the scapegoat."

Italek passed through the cover of countless walls.

He watched silently as the sneaky figure left, as if there were ripples in his eyes rippling in circles.

Dragon language magic - spiritual vision!

Not only was it the scapegoat that Navarro had tried to hide from the moment he came in, but also his true thoughts hidden in his heart, there was no secret in front of Itarek.

"Tsk, before I thought trolls were simple in nature. It seems that this is just because they don't have a chance."

Itarek walked all the way to the depths of the palace.

During the process, they ran into heavily guarded guards, but they all bowed their heads respectfully when they saw Itarek, and were not driven away at all like other nobles who were not allowed to enter the palace without permission.

At a time when the conflict between the nobility and the royal power is deepening day by day, this is a privilege that only the Molten Iron King has!

Arriving at a quiet study room with ease, the figure hated and admired by countless trolls appeared in front of Itarek as expected.

Over the past 14 years, Tolisso's back has become rickety.

He is obviously still in his prime among trolls, but since the end of the Dawn War, Tolisso's outward signs have rapidly aged, and there is an indelible white shadow covering the depths of his eyes.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, the dull Tolisso raised his head.

"Is this the Molten Iron King? Could it be that you have some good news when you come to me so late?"

"Of course, the rebellion you have been dreaming about will be staged soon. The Blood Pact Gang also sent the apprentices of the Poison Swamp King to contact me. Your palace is leaking like a sieve."

Hearing Itarek's complaint, Tolisso couldn't help laughing.

"Since they are coming to you, then just join them. You know, I don't care about this."

"Of course I know you don't care. They may have many things they want, but without exception, they don't intend to let you live, which is inconsistent with my purpose.

I have worked hard to forge Zangula for so many years, you can’t let me work for nothing, right?”

"If you have anything you want, you can tell me directly, and I will definitely agree to whatever you want me to do, but what do you mean?"

Tolisso rubbed his forehead helplessly.

However, if this understatement of their conversation spreads, it will definitely cause a stir in Zangula and the Blood Pact Gang!

"I will naturally tell you when you are done with your responsibilities as a king."

Itarek said calmly, and Tolisso almost laughed out of anger.

"From warriors to voodoo priests, and from civilians to the flesh and blood guards, there are so many people who want my life. If you don't tell me now, will there be another chance in the future?"

A moment of silence.

Itarek glanced at him with a meaningful look that Tolisso couldn't understand.

"For ants, a heavy rain is already a disaster, but for trolls, it is just a breeze blowing on their faces. And how many creatures in this world are far more powerful than trolls?

Perhaps in their eyes, trolls are no different from ants."

"...Before you say these things, it would be more credible if you were not a troll."

Tolisso rolled his eyes, disapproving.

"I don't need allies, and I don't need salvation. I personally ordered the famine to break out. No one will sympathize with my fate, and the future rebellion is the grave I personally chose for myself.

But you are different, Molten King. Zangula will still need your existence in the future, and you should not set foot on this ship that is about to sink."

"Zangula needs me, so what does that have to do with me?"

Itarek sneered disdainfully.

"If a civilization needs someone to thrive, that person should never exist in the first place.

Not to mention that I have created so many magical weapons. Even without me, sooner or later a blacksmith will figure out the secrets."

"But how many years will it take? Molten Iron King, I really don't see what good you can do by going into this muddy water."

"The advantage is that you can survive and say goodbye to the throne, so that you can work for me willingly!"

Headache.

Tolisso had a headache.

One of them earnestly wants to keep the other person away from the center of the whirlpool, but the other insists on getting involved, completely ignoring that he will be crushed by the mighty torrent like a mantis holding a chariot.

In Tolisso's view, Itarek is irresponsible for his own life!

Could it be that he thought that he alone could resist the entire power of the Blood Pact Gang?

Are you kidding?!

No matter how hard you try to persuade me, you can’t get rid of me. You can’t drive me away even if you try to persuade me.

Tolisso felt that his heart was not very good when he thought that just because he was asked to work for him, the best blacksmith in the history of Zangula would be buried with him.

"Although I have given up all hope, can you please promise that if there is any danger, you will escape first?"

"Okay, I promise."

"..."

Tolisso covered his face in exhaustion, deeply feeling the exhaustion he had never experienced before when dealing with government affairs day and night.

Your guarantee proves that you are not sincere at all, right?!

at the same time.

While an unknown conversation was taking place in the palace, Navarro had already arrived in a hurry at a hidden house in the city of Borneo.

"Failed?"

"Yes, that adult is not interested in our proposal."

"Then there is no need to hold back. Since he insists on this, let the magic weapon become Zangula's last song from now on."

Navarro lowered his head respectfully, unable to see any hidden thoughts in his heart.

A beam of moonlight fell quietly.

Lighting up the dim room, the Poison Swamp King's ghastly face was filled with a penetrating sneer.

"I didn't have the chance before, but now I don't have to think about it so much. When I break through the palace, I will torture him to find out that magical magic fusion method!"

With a kind look on his face that could make a child cry, the Poison Swamp King spoke kindly into Navarro's ear.

"Notify my other apprentices. They have learned so many precious spells and curses from me. It's time to make up for their tuition fees."

"is teacher!"
Chapter completed!