"As humans, there are always times when we are obsessed with power."
After hearing what Vann said, Mayfield lowered his head and responded. He was still a little unaccustomed to the change in their identities.
"That's not what I want to ask you, Mayfield." Van En shook his head gently, "I just think that in this contest with the Messenger, it's fine for you to lose. Why should you be so humble and groveling?"
Are you going to admit your mistake again? This is not like the proud and arrogant you back then!"
"You still don't understand me," Mayfield said calmly. "You don't know how many people I treated as my biological fathers when I was a humble illegitimate child. As long as I can achieve my goal, I can bend down a little.
So what about the knees? In the face of the ultimate goal, the so-called dignity and pride are worthless."
Fan En looked at him with a strange look and asked: "Then what was your purpose of going to the Lord Messenger to apologize just now?"
"I understand now," Mayfield replied, "The God of Darkness is different from all the gods. He is much more powerful than them. The rise and fall of the world depends on his thoughts. He can change me
From a duke to a king, you can also take off the crown from my head and put it on your head. And that messenger is the spokesperson of the God of Darkness in the world, exercising the authority given by God.
"Since he can easily kick me to the lowest point in my life at this time, then as long as I can make him happy, why worry about not being able to reach the top again?"
Fan En listened quietly to what he said. After being silent for a long time, he finally said: "I really don't know you well enough. However, I just hope that when you make this choice, you will not regret it in the future."
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As soon as he finished speaking, Fan En turned around and left, boarding the carriage.
When getting on the car, the coachman respectfully handed the black crown given by the God of Darkness to Fan's hand.
Fan En took the crown and put it squarely on his head, and then ordered the coachman to drive the carriage to the palace.
Mayfield stood there, silently watching the carriage leave. The corners of his mouth inadvertently raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.
"Fan En, actually we are the same kind of people." He thought silently in his heart.
Mayfield knew that when he was an illegitimate child who was bullied by others, he already had the ambition to become a master, and he had been striving for it all his life.
Being deposed from the throne this time was just a temporary fall for him.
At the same time, it also taught him an important lesson.
That is, sometimes, recognizing your thighs may be more important than working hard.
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That night, Allen stayed up all night.
He has been holding the "Dark Scripture" and thinking about the newly emerged man named "Lucifer".
The memory fragments left to him by the original God of Darkness were still very vague, making it difficult for him to clear his head.
In the end, he decided to put the bastard "Lucifer" aside for now, and then think about how to deal with him when he went to Braden Kingdom and saw this angel.
Just when it was getting dark, Charles Black in the Kingdom of God suddenly told Allen with his mind that he had successfully calculated the coordinates of the plane where the Braden Kingdom was located.
"So fast?" Allen was a little surprised.
Although it is said that when Allen left the Kingdom of God, he tripled the flow of time in the Kingdom of God - this is the upper limit of his current ability, in order to obtain the coordinates as soon as possible and rush back to the original plane;
However, even if the time was three times longer, Charles Black's ability to calculate the coordinates of the plane in such a short period of time was still somewhat beyond Allen's expectations.
Thinking of the note that Selina sent across two planes and the trouble Merlins was encountering now, Allen felt deeply worried. He casually put on a coat and headed straight towards the palace of the Kingdom of Greyhawk.
Go.
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In order to rush for time, Allen did not call the carriage from the Dark Temple to pick him up, but chose to walk.
Under the influence of divine power, he can walk several meters away with every step he takes; moreover, he also blocks the perception of pedestrians around him - although he walks at an unnatural speed, no one around him notices it.
To something strange.
So, in just a few minutes, Allen arrived at the gate of the palace.
Perhaps it was because Allen did not wear fancy clothes today, but only wore a simple gray linen shirt - which is usually the attire of civilians. He did not bring any entourage, so he was stopped by the soldiers guarding the palace.
The soldiers raised their spears and told him silently with their sharp eyes: "The royal palace is an important place and no idlers are allowed to enter."
Allen smiled, thinking that although the residents of the Kingdom of Greyhawk have heard of the reputation of the Dark Temple Messenger, they are only a few who have seen what he looks like with their own eyes. At this time, they can't recognize him, but it's okay.
A normal thing.
So he said pleasantly: "I am from the Dark Temple. I want to see Fan En. Please help inform him."
"This man actually called the king by his first name? He must be too brave!" These soldiers were deeply surprised.
However, after deposing Mayfield I, the words "Dark Temple" still have enough deterrence.
These soldiers did not cause trouble for Allen, but chose to obey Allen's request obediently and walked into the palace to inform the current king Vann Igneel.
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Vann Igneel had just woken up at this time.
He lay on the bed and glanced at the pendulum clock on the wall. Seeing that there was still a long time before this morning's meeting, he turned over and buried his head in the pillow, intending to take a nap.
At this moment, the soldier on duty suddenly knocked on the door of his dormitory.
"Your Majesty, there is someone outside the castle who wants to see you."
"Is he in a hurry? If it's not an emergency, ask him to come to me in the study in two hours." Hearing this, Fan En felt a little irritable and deeply hated the uninvited guest who disturbed his plan to sleep back.
"Your Majesty, that man said he is from the Dark Temple." The soldier continued.
"Dark Temple? Is it Teacher Delphi?" Vann kicked off the quilt and sat up straight.
When he was studying with Delphi, the high priest of the Dark Temple, Delphi would wake him up early in the morning, which left Vann with a deep psychological shadow.
Is it possible that this nightmare will continue after he becomes king?
"No, not the high priest," the soldier replied, "that is a young man wearing linen clothes, with black hair, dark blue eyes, tall and thin body, and an extraordinary temperament."
Vann was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed.
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