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Chapter 125 Kill him

 The feeling between the two of them is correct, something extraordinary has indeed come from the sky.

Following the lines of sight of Annan and Esdeath, outside the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, a "shooting star" with a trail was flying in the night sky.

"A shooting star? This is the first time I have seen one in more than twenty years."

Annan looked at the giant sphere emitting white light in the sky, and pressed his left thumb against the sword.

"I heard that making a wish when you encounter a shooting star for the first time is particularly effective. How about we give it a try?"

"Let's forget it." Esdeath squinted, looking at the "meteor" getting bigger and bigger, and condensed an ice sword in his hand, "Would you worship a meteor that is about to hit you?"

……

In the square at this time.

"Since the founding of the Kingdom of Kunta, forty-seven kings have appeared on Shidao. They are all bastards, beasts, beasts, and parasites!"

Although there was a microphone on the high platform, the fat noble still shouted loudly with a loudspeaker.

"Especially this King Monto." The fat noble pointed at the king actor beside him and said.

"He is simply a combination of a bastard, a beast, a beast, and a parasite!"

The fat noble told King Monto's "atrocities" sadly.

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

……

The nobles below all agreed.

The tourists in the auditorium stared blankly, completely confused about the current situation.

"What is this fat man doing? Are you going to let people watch the ceremony?"

The king's succession ceremony was the finale of the party and the final climax. The atmosphere of the scene was already in place, but was suddenly disturbed by a fat man, which made many tourists who were watching the fun very dissatisfied.

"Could it be that...we have encountered a palace coup?"

Several knowledgeable people guessed it.

"Palace coup? This is rare. Could it be a script?" Tourists whispered.

"It's fake. What the person above said is exactly the same as the king of my country. If I hadn't been traveling, I would have thought I had returned to my country." A tourist said angrily.

"Ah, is your king like this? The king of my country is similar."

"No way? What a coincidence?"

"What a coincidence. The world is as black as crows. I really thought there were so many good kings in the world." One person said speechlessly.

"But this must be false. Which king has to hold a succession ceremony every other month? Others are not tired, but the king himself is tired. It is all a script, and the people on the stage are all actors. They act for

Let's take a look." Someone analyzed carefully.

"It makes sense." Everyone nodded. "It's boring to have succession ceremonies all the time. This must be a special show."

"Then what should we do now? Those nobles are looking at us, do you want to make a statement?" A tourist said cautiously.

"Of course we have to express our stance. These nobles are pretended by actors, we can also pretend to be commoners."

"Yes." Many people's eyes lit up and they cheered:

"The king is a scumbag! He bullies men and dominates women, he cuckolds others, steals other people's girlfriends and wives and starts a harem..."

Seeing that the tourists were so understanding, the fat noble nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay! Since so many 'people' are dissatisfied with the king, then I, Duke Haas, must comply with public opinion and bring the king to justice!"

He pretended to be angry and waved his hand at the King actor.

"Guards, take down this evil man!"

"Yes!"

The guards on both sides slammed their spears on the ground hard, making a dull sound.

Then he raised his spear and pinned the king actor to the high platform.

"Isn't this right?"

The actor playing the king suddenly panicked and wanted to defend loudly, but he was kicked in the stomach by an unknown guard. The pain was so painful that he could not speak.

"Yes, just like you said, our King Monto is a heinous villain!"

The fat noble pointed at the "King" kneeling on the ground and said.

"What do you think we should do to such a king?"

"How to do it?"

The originally noisy auditorium became quiet.

If you were given the opportunity to deal with the king of your country at will, what would you do?

This is a very difficult and very simple question...well, it's actually not difficult.

When everyone replaced the king in front of them as the king of their own country, they all said the same answer——

"Kill him!"


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