Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 704: Pure Gaze

"Huh? Do you really want to do this?"

Celixi gave me a strange look.

As a citizen of the royal city, he is loyal enough to this country, but this does not prevent him from being confused by some of the things the emperor has done recently.

First, all residents are prohibited from traveling after 7 p.m.

Then he ordered the dignitaries to send their children to the palace to learn knowledge related to the truth.

The statue of the God of Knowledge was torn down, and now a new statue is being built. From the appearance, it is vaguely spherical. Which god is this being worshiped? Celich had never heard of any god in history having a ball.

The king also ordered all the people of Kalunkaya to gather towards Lapland, and he would solve the accommodation problem. It was not long after this order was issued, but it is estimated that the entire residents of Kalunkaya would know about it after half a month. Then within two months, Lapland would be filled with gambling by the gathered folk.

Is this king's brain caught in the door?

This kind of disrespectful thought often pops up in Celich's mind.

Now the king wants to build an altar, and also wants young girls to enter the palace in advance to learn the so-called sacrificial dance. This seems strange.

As a kid, what Celich hates most is weirdness.

Whether it was releasing magic or alchemy, unexpected phenomena meant failure. He didn't like failure, just as he didn't like other mages hitting him on the butt with pyroblasts.

"Yes!"

He nodded firmly, clenched a fist with one hand and saluted.

"Please give us a chance to be loyal to the empire!"

Celic stopped and looked at his nonchalant eyes seriously. He moved his eyes back for a while. They were a huge team of civilians. Unknowingly, he had attracted so many civilians in a small town?

It would be a lie to say that I had no doubts.

But the eyes of these people are so clear.

He is a mage, and his soul power far exceeds that of ordinary people and warriors. He can more easily tell whether a person is lying, just by looking into the other person's eyes, and his final judgment is that these people cannot lie, their eyes More innocent than a newborn baby.

What a group of patriots!

Celic couldn't help but sigh.

I think back when he first entered the Magic Academy, his goal was to become a frontier mage. Standing on the wall of the fortress, he would send fireballs and meteorite spells into the enemy's formation, and watch them be blown up into the sky by violent flames. .

But as he studied in the magic academy for a year.

He had seen too much corruption and filth. At first he was filled with righteous indignation, but later he discovered that it was of no use. Acting differently would only result in being excluded and discriminated against. After seeing the situation, Cerich changed his mind and chose to join.

Fuck Imperial Glory.

Let's mess it up together.

"Okay, I will report this matter to the person in charge. You follow me first."

Cerich quickened his pace.

Everyone came all the way to the west side of the palace, where a huge work shed had been temporarily built. In the center was a construction site the size of half a football field. At this moment, many craftsmen were knocking inside, watching a simple The foundation is gradually taking shape.

"Oh, what a big project."

"Who says it isn't?"

Celic led a group of players to a shed on a high slope and said as he walked:

"His Majesty also said that in order to let the Lord of Truth see his sincerity, no magical power was used to build the altar. The entire process had to be completed by civilian hands. As you can see now... More advanced methods can obviously be used, but It’s crazy to have to go back to primitiveness.”

It seemed that he felt it was disrespectful to say this.

Celic patted his face, as if to take back what he just said.

He pushed open the shed door and shouted.

"Hi! Willen, I brought everyone here."

The room was very dark, with only one table inside. There was a tall man nestled behind the table. He had his back to everyone, his head lowered, his back hunched, his shoulders hunched slightly, and there was a strange "creak" sound. .

"Hey Waylon, are you eating something?"

Celic frowned and knocked on the table. The room was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood.

The strong man turned around when he heard the sound, revealing a pale, flesh-covered face and a big mouth covered in blood.

"I'll go, what's going on with you?"

Celic and the players were so frightened that they took two steps back. The dark and dark room, the strong man with strange behavior, and the fact that the strong man was holding a mass of bloody things in his hands always gave people the impression that he had done something bad. a feeling of……

"The frog I ate~ do you want to eat it?"

Willen smiled ferociously and handed the thing in his hand forward. When everyone took a look, they could barely make out the frog's body structure among the bloody flesh.

It is indeed a frog.

But from a distance, it looks like a heart.

"No, Willen..."

Celixi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Willen in confusion. It was clear that Willen was quite normal when he left Lapland. Why did he become this virtuous after not seeing him for three days?

"Willen, I've never heard that you like to eat frogs...and even if you eat them, you can't eat them raw! Go and wash your hands!"

"Frog... is delicious..."

Willen murmured dully, with a strange look on his face, not normal at all.

"Eat more frogs... get closer... get closer to the truth..."

Celic had no choice but to summon a water ball to clean Willen's hands, and use the dust-free wind to dry Willen's body.

Although Willen has the figure of a knight, he is a lightning mage with a high affinity for the element of lightning.

He and Willen are good friends and grew up together.

This time he was in charge of recruiting, while Willen was in charge of arranging workers.

"Okay, I've brought everyone here for you. You can arrange work for them."

Celic informed Wilen, who was still looking at his palms, and then turned to look at the excited players: "Next, you will follow Wilen's arrangements, and you will do whatever he asks you to do..."

After saying this, his eyes fell on the indifferent body again.

"Don't you have female mercenaries of appropriate age? Let them come out and I will take them to participate in sacrificial dance training. Then you can get more bounties."

He nodded indifferently and privately sent a message to the round-faced fat chicken. After a while, a group of hundreds of energetic female players took off their helmets and gathered in front of Celich.

"There are so many people?"

Celic was surprised for a moment, but still didn't say anything. In fact, there were very few women among the mercenaries, so it was really hard not to doubt the presence of women, and there were many mages among them.

But the eyes of these people are too pure.

Celich felt it was a sin to doubt these people.

"follow me."

He pushed his way through the group of players and led the way outside.

A group of female players followed and left.

He turned his head and looked at the strong Willen, frowning.

Because since entering this room, his sanity has been slowly decreasing.