I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

In the afternoon, Lingpingan had just eaten and was picking his teeth.

Today he had seafood risotto.

It tastes ok!

that is……

There seems to be a lack of flavor!

But, these days, it’s pretty good to be able to find a takeaway that’s not unpalatable.

Throwing the toothpick into the trash can, Lingpingan picked up his mobile phone and scrolled through WeChat as usual.

Today's Internet is calm.

Hot searches on Weibo are basically press releases from celebrities.

Male and female celebrities are all busy competing for beauty.

Lingpingan looked at it and was about to turn it off, but found a piece of news released by the city government on the local news channel at the bottom of the hot search ranking.

“Jiangcheng City and Butania Lincoln County have concluded a sister city agreement!”

Lingpingan scratched his head: "Lincoln County?"

Generally speaking, the people of the empire have very little understanding of foreign countries.

Many people simply don’t understand how many countries there are in the world?

The same goes for Lingpingan.

He even confused all the countries in the world.

But Lincolnshire?

"The hometown of Newton?" He was stunned.

Grand Bachelor Newton is one of the most familiar foreigners to the people of the Federation.

He is an undisputed genius.

The founder of modern physics and mathematics.

The various disciplines he pioneered are still the basic theories guiding science to this day.

The people of the Federation have respected and appreciated knowledgeable people since ancient times.

Learned people have always been respected in this country.

So, Grand Maester Newton received every honor he could in the Commonwealth Empire.

Imperial Master, Honorary Master of the Knights of Confucius and Mencius, Lifetime Honorary President of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, Hereditary First Class Yuntai Gong, President of the Institute of Nature and Physics, Vice President of Datong College...

His portrait hangs in almost all schools.

Therefore, everyone in the Federation knows that this great scholar is a sage from Butania in Qinlu.

His hometown is Lincolnshire.

only……

"Jiangcheng City has established a sister city relationship with the hometown of Newton University?"

"How does this connect?"

Clicking on the news, Lingpingan immediately knew that this matter was not simple.

Because, at the signing ceremony, Butania’s ambassador to the federation and representatives of the Butania royal family were also present in person.

This is enough to prove how much Butanya attaches great importance to this!

only……

Lingpingan couldn't understand why Jiangcheng City was related to Butanya?

They even let them endorse Newton’s work at university!

"Forget it..." Unable to understand, Lingpingan simply stopped thinking about it. It had nothing to do with him anyway.

……………………

Accardo was wearing a tuxedo, holding a wine glass, and leaned in a corner of the reception.

He looked at the people in this scene with cold eyes, drinking and drinking.

A smile slowly emerged from the corners of his mouth.

"This is a poison pill wrapped in honey!" He mocked the two diplomats, who were smiling like brothers in front of the reporters.

"Accardo..." Ingulat frowned lightly: "What do you mean?"

"There is a famous saying in the East: The one who takes advantage of others is short-handed, and the one who eats is soft-handed..."

"Some things, once they start, are difficult to stop!"

"Especially since this country is so powerful!"

"Once you fully cooperate with them... things are no longer out of control..."

He turned back and looked at his mistress: "Little master, have you ever learned about the siphon effect?"

Ingulat nodded.

“This Eastern country is a huge magnet for all other countries!”

"If you get close, you will be firmly attracted..."

"Staying away is the only way not to be attracted!"

"Southern countries..."

"Silla, Fusang..."

"It's all like this..."

"The best talents, like scraps of metal caught in a magnet, keep falling into the arms of this country..."

"The Datong sect says that the world is for the common good..."

"Republicans say that everyone is like a dragon..."

“There’s always one that suits everyone!”

This is why this Eastern country still leads the world even though it does not use weapons.

They put their fists under their robes.

We replaced tanks and airplanes with etiquette and morality, and treated culture and ideas as nuclear bombs and space-based weapons.

In the sweet words, everyone can't help but fall deeply into it.

Therefore, they do not need to balance offshore, they can just sit back and watch the storm surge while sitting firmly on the fishing platform.

Ingulat listened, not quite understanding.

"Is there anything wrong with the current life of the Nanyang countries, Fuso, and Silla?" she asked rhetorically.

In the past, she didn't know because the world in the East was relatively closed.

Even with the Internet, communication will not be possible due to differences in words and languages.

But, as she began to learn and understand what was going on in the Eastern world.

She already knew it.

In the Eastern countries, there is a giant.

Therefore, all countries do not need any armaments.

Their safety is guaranteed by the country at their feet.

The spirit called benevolence and righteousness guides the order of the Eastern world.

A difficult one, P Plus support.

At the end of summer this year, there was a major disaster in Nanyang, and the federal empire used a large amount of material aid.

The military was even directly dispatched to assist in disaster relief.

After the disaster relief is completed, retreat immediately without stopping.

In normal times, the empire's cheap grains, industrial products, and medicines are sold at ultra-low prices.

Even the poor can have a full stomach.

In order to encourage exports from various countries, this country has a series of bills to protect and assist the development of various countries.

Therefore, for the first time in the past three hundred years, the countries in the East no longer need to worry about war, famine and plague.

With this great country at our back, everyone can enjoy the dividends of peace and development.

compare to……

The countries of Qin and Land were bleeding and fighting endlessly.

Military expenditures account for more than 10% of the budget all year round.

Northern Qinlu's military expenditures continued to skyrocket.

Therefore, Ingoulart feels that if it is possible to establish a cooperative relationship with this country.

Well, that's a good thing for Butanya.

Even if Butania accounts for only one percent of this huge market, it will be enough to bring the national economy into prosperity.

Accardo looked at his childish little master and shook his head.

Although this little master is precocious and smart.

But after all, I still don’t know the dangers of this world.

Ingulat asked: "Acado, are you still jealous?"

Accardo held the wine glass, shook his head, and nodded again.

He squatted down, looked into Ingulat's eyes, and said to her: "My little master... you are still young..."

"You don't know the ugliness and danger between adults!"

He certainly has hatred for this country!

In a sense, the Blood River Lords are actually the product of the Hundred Years War.

His subject was originally a general.

From the generals on the battlefield of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

He could no longer remember specific memories of his predecessor.

I only vaguely remember being surrounded...

Tens of thousands of people were surrounded.

The dragon flag was waving, and the cannons were pushed up one after another.

The panicked soldiers were shouting and frustrated.

They have been betrayed.

Reinforcements are not coming.

Under the flag of St. George and the fleur-de-lis, soldiers from Butania and France, in despair, lined up in long lines, braved artillery fire, and marched to the beat of drums.

Smoke filled the air and cannons roared.

The battlefield was littered with corpses and blood was flowing in the oars.

The blood flowed through the ravines and finally gathered together.

That's where he was originally born.

An army betrayed.

A battlefield of slaughter.

anger! despair! Bloodthirsty! crazy!

Countless remaining souls are wailing.

He was conceived from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, born from the dead on the battlefield.

Therefore, after waking up, he is determined to take revenge.

Recalling these, Accardo's eyes gradually became cloudy.

But……

Although he has been committed to this for more than two hundred years.

But he was defeated repeatedly.

He had already been beaten to the point of losing his temper.

After the Holy Alliance was forced or voluntarily disbanded.

He already understood that revenge against this country was impossible.

He is a monster!

But he is a rare patriotic monster.

His soul, his spirit, and his thoughts have all been engraved in Butanya.

In particular, the layout he had been operating in the Northern Zhou Dynasty for two hundred years was smashed to pieces.

I also witnessed with my own eyes another of the same kind who also crawled out of the battlefield, the Duke of Hell Ivey, who was crushed to death like an ant on this land.

He has actually turned to reality and reason.

This is also the part of his spirituality that comes from Butania.

Butanians have only interests since ancient times.

Because of this, he was worried.

Ingulat, who knows this?

She looked at Accardo's expression and asked, "Since you don't like Accardo...you can obviously object..."

The Blood River Lord is the guardian of Butania.

Therefore, the Lord of Blood River has the power to veto all treaties and laws.

This is determined by his strength.

Butania did not dare to agree with things that he did not agree with.

Accardo smiled bitterly: "Is it useful if I object?"

"Besides, I have to agree!"

As long as there is still trace of the bookstore owner in this city in this country.

Butania can only move closer!

Because, if you don’t join, there will be no future!

Originally, this country's technology, economy, and even extraordinary power were already unparalleled.

There is a generational gap with other countries.

If they get further help from the bookstore owner.

So……

Butanya's future will be bleak.

Realistic interests forced Butanya to choose to join forces with him.

Just like in the Hundred Years War, after fighting to the rear and suffering numerous casualties, Butania was the first to make a compromise.

Even before...

Accardo looked at the portrait hanging in the reception.

The portrait of the great bachelor Newton...

Without the consent of the Butania royal family, how could this priceless treasure of the kingdom come to this country?

Although there are rumors that it was because the emperor of this country paid ten times the weight of Newton's grandmaster in gold in exchange.

A game of gold and horse bones.

However……

At that time, the two countries were warring countries!

No matter how stupid the queen is, how could she agree to it just for a mere piece of gold?

Thinking of this, Accardo remembered reality again.

He thought about the countries of Qin and Lu, and said to Ingulat: "From today on..."

"My little master, you must be careful..."

"Our enemies will not let you go!"

Butania has been a rebel in the Qin continent since ancient times.

In the past two hundred years, it has been a thorn in the side of the Bone Church and a thorn in its flesh.

The ambition of Emperor Franz was shattered.

The Prussian dream died in Paris.

The Habsburg crown falls...

These are all good things Butanya did.

In the past, the Church of Bones had endured.

It's because Butanya is at least just a 'rebel'.

but now……

In the eyes of the Church of Bones, Butania may have become a ‘traitor’.

Traitors more hateful than the heretics in Northern Qin Continent!

To capture the thief, capture the king first.

As the core figure in maintaining the relationship between Lord Blood River and Butania, Ingulat was naturally the target.

The assassins from the Church of Bones might already be on their way.

Ingulat nodded.

She was familiar with this.

Since she was sensible, she has always been shrouded in the shadow of assassins.

The assassins in the Church of Bones are thinking about assassinating her all the time.

Most of her ancestors were assassinated in the Church of Bones!

Including her ancestor, Fan Haixin, the greatest demon hunter in Qinlu!

A priest who was born in the Church of Bones but betrayed him.

"After a while, I may have to leave you..." Accardo said.

"For your safety, I have asked General Song Shihui..."

Accardo took out a talisman from his arms and handed it to Ingulat: "Take it with you..."

"It will protect you!"

This is a talisman drawn by the governor of this country.

At a critical moment, you can withstand a full blow from an admiral!

…………………………

Church of Bones.

The most important sacred place in Qinlu.

Countless human bones decorate chandeliers, walls, candlesticks and icons here.

Tens of thousands of corpses form the outline of this sanctuary.

This church, which is supposed to make people's hair stand on end, is not even remotely evil.

On the contrary, it shows holiness and solemnity everywhere.

Especially now.

The wave of spiritual energy recovery continues to wash over the world.

Every bone here is filled with sacred light.

That is the Lord’s affirmation of the devotion of His followers.

It is also the omnipotent Father’s love for His children and the Lamb.

Qinlu people regard death as sacred.

They believe that after death they will go to heaven and be with the Lord.

Therefore, devout believers regard it as an honor to dedicate their bones to the church.

Moreover, this is not something ordinary people can do.

A qualification that only the most devout believers or noble nobles, kings, or priests can possess.

In the Bone Church, there are the bones of several kings.

The spirits of these believers after death linger inside and outside the church.

Their devout beliefs stirred up psychic storms in their resonance.

On the cross, hymns burst out.

It was as if the Lord's eyes, the all-knowing eyes, were watching.

The bishop with a gray beard, holding his staff slightly twitching, passed through the praying believers.

He walked towards the holy throne.

Above the Holy Seat, the radiance of the Archangel slowly appeared.

That is the messenger of the Lord!

Michael!

King of Angels!

The bishop bowed before Him.

He led the priests and began to recite hymns praising the King of Angels.

During the hymn, the King of Angels begins to regain consciousness.

He lowers his divine wings and covers everyone.

These are His Lambs.

Then, He knew.

"heresy!"

The will of the King of Angels is like the waves of the ocean, sweeping through everyone's heart.

"Must die!"

Then, a feather fell.

It fell on a priest. The feather fell into the priest's hands and transformed into a spear.

Holy object!

The Spear of Longinus!

A gun stained with the blood of the Son of God!

The gun that carries the crime!

It’s also the gun of salvation!