"beep! Beep! Beep beep beep! "
A series of dirty words came from Graz’s mouth.
Ten minutes!
Little Graz stopped panting and exhaled.
"This guy is threatening me!"
"He has taken the initiative in taking the fortress of Dick and we haven’t recovered from the Wolf attack-if I don’t pay the army and the corresponding reward, he will definitely send troops to attack us!"
"Ahhh! Bastard! "
At some point little Graz was furious again.
Xilike’s face is as heavy as water.
The good-natured and conscientious old consultant who had hoped to find a place to retire was also angry.
What a bully!
That’s …
Alas!
More nai emerged in the eyes of the old consultant.
circumstances are more powerful than people—one has to change due to the change of circumstances
What can I do?
"We put up with it this time."
"Wait until Ma Puer Pavilion returns to us to recuperate-three years at most, and we can wash away this shame!"
Old consultant low exhortation.
"Well, three years!"
"Three years!"
When the young king repeated this in a low voice
That strong sense of shame stung him more than death.
He little Graz vowed to wash his shame!
His little Graz vowed to get it back a hundred times and a thousand times!
Let’s count first this time …
"Report!"
"Secret letter from Regent Ma Puer!"
The signalman ran in again with a middle-aged man in a robe but bound-the middle-aged man’s robe has half a footprint, and the other person’s face is full of dissatisfaction. When he saw little Graz, he shouted, "I am the messenger of King Wolff and brought information. I am willing to be captured to express my sincerity, but it doesn’t mean that you can humiliate me!"
"King Wolff?"
"Wolff the World?"
Little Graz’s eyes narrowed with a cold mountain.
Ryan, what made him what he is today? This old bastard did it!
He and the beta king are the ones he must kill in this life!
"Please don’t get me wrong!"
"My family is Poirot Ma Puer, the real king of Wolff, not the former’ pseudo-king’!"
"hmm? ！”
"Adoptive father (Regent’s Palace)?"
Graz and Rick exclaimed.
The two men looked at each other, and the extraordinary communicators told the story in detail and produced evidence-only a few of them knew one thing.