Chapter 91

At that moment, Qin Chu felt so happy. The more Lance felt uncomfortable, the happier Qin Chu felt.

Damn, are you still laughing? Can you still laugh?

What a pity, only Wordsworth was here, so he had to give him some face. Otherwise, Qin Chu would definitely rush up and beat this guy up.

However, although he had to give Wordsworth face, Qin Chu didn't care about the face of the eldest prince. He only saw Qin Chu smiling gently and walking up to the eldest prince Lance with his eyes wide open. Lance was surprised to find that Qin Chu actually raised one hand and slapped him gently on the face. The force was not strong, but it was extremely insulting.

While patting gently, Qin Chu said: 'As a child, it is understandable that he is a little naughty. As an elder, I, as an uncle, will not bother with him. '

"But he needs to be disciplined, or he will grow up to be a naughty child."

Lance's teeth were rubbing against each other, making a creaking sound, and there seemed to be traces of blood in the gaps between his teeth due to excessive force.

His lungs were about to explode. He had never been so angry in his life. His face became extremely distorted and hideous, and his eyes, which were already cracked at the corners, were full of resentment.

His fingers were constantly trembling, and he didn't know how much willpower he had to suppress the urge to rush up and kill this bastard.

Shame.

It was an unprecedented shame since he was born.

And around him, a large number of nobles also looked at each other. Although they knew it was not good, it was too difficult to force themselves to laugh, and their faces were twisted into a ball.

"Okay, your uncle Qin is generous and will not bother with you. Why don't you get out of here?" Wordsworth immediately shouted at Lance, who was still standing there trembling all over.

The hunched-over prince Lance left with a trembling body, his teeth almost breaking.

Qin Chu... You must pay back the humiliation you brought to me today double.

Wordsworth glanced at the nobles who were watching around, and a group of people dispersed. Several people walked out of the crowd and dragged Horn and his men away. The fate of these people can be imagined. Wordsworth will not let them continue to live in this world.

But the emperor, who was busy with all kinds of affairs, did not leave. Qin Chu smiled and walked to Natia.

Natia still looked calm, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with her.

"Ms. Natia, thank you for standing up to testify for me just now." Qin Chu expressed his gratitude.

Natia shook her head slightly: "I just said what I heard."

"By the way, Miss Natia, Violet has just arrived in the imperial city and is very interested in the pastries here. Can you introduce them to Violet?" Qin Chu asked Natia in a gentlemanly manner.

Natia nodded without thinking much, and took Angelica and Violet into the pastry shop. Only Qin Chu and Wordsworth were left on the huge street.

Nicholas and his soldiers were expelled, and other royal guards completely blocked this area, and no one could approach.

After the surroundings gradually quieted down, Wordsworth suddenly broke the silence: "Brother Qin, your strength has improved very quickly?"

Although Horn is a fool, his strength is still good. Qin Chu can easily defeat Horn. It seems that the brave has gained a lot of benefits from leaving the imperial city for eight days this time.

Qin Chu was a little embarrassed: "The power of the partner of justice is very strong. Natia destroyed tens of thousands of minotaurs. Although I didn't contribute much, I also gained some benefits."

Wordsworth was very envious. This was simply cheating.

Then he seemed a little tired, with veins on the back of his hand protruding one by one. He pressed his forehead with two fingers and had a headache.

After more than ten seconds, Wordsworth recovered.

Emperor?

Looking glamorous, the pressure he can bear is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

Disputes within the royal family, conflicts between nobles and royal families, conflicts between imperial power and divine power...

"There are nobles inside, and the Holy See and the Earth Mother Goddess Church outside...The selected heir is a fool, and he is fascinated by Rossweisse..." He was like an exhausted middle-aged social animal on Earth, and began to complain about the pressure accumulated in his heart.

Without the eagle-like and wolf-like style just now, the lion is old.

He was confessing his true feelings to Qin Chu. He was a very shrewd man. Confiding his true feelings was not a sign of weakness, but rather a way to bring the two closer.

…

On the other side.

The eldest prince Lance returned to the palace in anger.

His light brown eyes turned bright red due to congestion.

Unprecedented humiliation brought unprecedented anger. Lance had never been humiliated like this in his life. He recalled the scene of apologizing to Qin Chu.

Being slapped in the face by a bastard younger than himself, claiming that he was an elder and would not bother with a little brat like him…

A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, and Lance's teeth creaked and almost broke.

He was like a completely mad dog, destroying the room desperately. The delicate porcelain, glass, and everything that could be broken turned into debris on the ground.

From his throat came a suppressed and crazy roar like a beast.

His eyes were filled with resentful hatred.

Qin Chu… bastard.

I will kill you sooner or later…

Everyone knows that His Highness the First Prince is in a very bad mood right now. None of the outside attendants dare to approach him at this time. If someone is accidentally beaten to death by the First Prince, his death will really be in vain!

With ragged clothes and disheveled hair, how could Lance still have the aura of a eldest prince at this moment?

Qin Chu, that damn bastard, isn't he just a brave man? What's the big deal? How dare he humiliate himself like this?

The old immortal was actually so biased towards Qin Chu, and even allowed himself to apologize to Qin Chu in front of so many people, which was embarrassing... Damn it, if it weren't for his lack of strength, it wouldn't be that old immortal opponent...

Lance's mind recalled what Qin Chu had said before.

"We just had a few great nights together and I'm going to miss that."

Ah ah ah ah ah……

Lance screamed like a wounded beast, tearing his hair hard with both hands, and his heart was filled with pain.

Just the thought that Rossweisse's pure and beautiful body had already been plucked and desecrated by Qin Chu, and the intense pain, jealousy and hatred made Lance go crazy.

In Lance's heart, Rossweisse was so pure and beautiful at all times, and he would never allow the faith deep in his heart to be destroyed.

Rossweisse belonged to him, and only he was entitled to enjoy Rossweisse's perfect body.

I really want to kill Qin Chu...

But...he can't do it. Even if he wants to take action, the power of the Holy Holy See, the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, and the Sage Mountain will stop him. Even his father will stop him.

Damn it, he has no power.

If he could be as powerful as his father... no, even more powerful than his father, with power that no one in the entire Sky Continent could rival... then he would be able to kill Qin Chu unscrupulously.

His soul, filled with pain, hatred, and desire for power, was almost on the verge of collapse.

The consciousness in an extreme state seems to have made Lance get in touch with a certain existence in the dark.

A strange murmur echoed in his ears:

"Young man, do you long for power?"

All eleven chapters are finished, which is almost 40,000 words. Just reviewing the manuscript is almost exhausting. Let’s continue tomorrow.

Chapter 122 Power enough to kill the brave (1)

A soft voice echoed in my ears.

Lance, who was wreaking havoc in the room, suddenly stood still. His chaotic consciousness seemed to have finally regained some sanity, and he looked around subconsciously.

In this ruined and messy room, there was no one else but himself.

"Who? Who is talking?" Lance shouted in a deep voice.

Perhaps because he roared too hard before, his voice was hoarse when he spoke. He was convinced that it was not his hallucination. He really heard... no, he directly felt the voice that echoed directly in his mind.

Faintly, he felt as if the room was gradually getting gloomier.

There are some traces of black and purple that are as slender as spider silk floating in the air, and the fishy and sweet taste gradually penetrates into the nasal cavity.

"Do you crave power?"

The weird sound sounded again.

The dark purple threads suddenly squirmed quickly in mid-air, and the dense threads were intertwined together, forming a strange and elegant outline.

Lance's scalp was numb. With such a weird scene, anyone could feel that something was wrong. His body gradually retreated, and he was ready to shout loudly to seek support from the Royal Guards.

He didn't know what the silhouette in front of him represented, but he knew that the strength of this existence was unimaginable.

Even just looking at the outline outlined by the dark purple silk thread, he actually felt a kind of beauty that did not belong to ordinary things. He even had the urge to kneel on the ground and worship. The strange outline was like a twisted vortex or even It made Lance feel like his soul was about to be sucked into it.

"I feel your desire..."

"Worship me...I will give you the power to kill a brave man!"

Lance, who was slowly retreating, suddenly stopped when he heard these words... Power enough to kill the hero?

…

The crackling sound stopped. No one knew what the eldest prince was doing now, but no one had the courage to break in and take a look.

I don't know how much time passed, but the door was pushed open with a creak, and a figure walked out of it. When they saw this person, almost every attendant's eyes brightened.

It was still their eldest prince, still wearing the same dress as before.

The same face, the same eyes, the same hair, everything is the same as before, but...

I always feel that His Highness the First Prince seems to be... more temperamental.

The ragged clothes, messy hair, and unkempt appearance also created a different kind of elegance and nobility.

The corner of Lance's mouth curved, and he bowed gracefully: "I'm sorry, I made an action that is inconsistent with my status. Can you please help me tidy up the room?"

Their eldest prince seemed to have fully recovered.

No one noticed that in the eldest prince's brown eyes, a black thread squirmed like an insect.

…

On the street, Wadsworth was still complaining about Qin Chu and complaining about his son's stupidity.

"Tell me, what kind of magic potion did Lance get from Rossweisse? He is so noble, and this huge country will belong to him in the future. He has seen all kinds of women, but he is deeply in love with Rossweisse."

"If Rossweisse is not the saint of the Holy See, I would suspect that she is a succubus."

As he said this, Wordsworth seemed to suddenly remember that the relationship between Qin Chu and Rossweisse seemed to be pretty good, and it seemed a bit inappropriate to complain about Rossweisse in front of Qin Chu.

"Ah, sorry, brother Qin, I forgot what I just said, I forgot that between you and Rossweisse..." Wordsworth's expression became a little ambiguous, from a tired middle-aged social animal to a somewhat wretched uncle: "Otherwise, brother Qin, you might as well get Rossweisse done as soon as possible, so that my stupid son can completely give up."

Qin Chu's forehead was full of black lines. Is this what an emperor of a country should say?

As for Rossweisse, he will do it sooner or later.

Qin Chu still has a lot of things to do today, such as trying to find a way to tell Augustus about Karsus killing thousands of paladins on the border, so he doesn't have much time to listen to Wordsworth's complaints here.

He took a long breath: "Your Majesty, it seems that we can be more honest."

Wordsworth was not angry because of Qin Chu's words. His slightly bent body gradually stood up straight, and his momentum changed: "Okay, since Brother Qin is so straightforward, then I won't be fussy... Brother Qin, have you ever considered forming your own brave team?"

Form your own brave team!

It really is this matter.

Qin Chu was not surprised at Wordsworth's words.

In fact, Wordsworth also found him in the first week and mentioned this matter.

Although the members of the brave team are very strong and have made great contributions to the braves in the north and south, they are a force that is difficult to control for people like Wordsworth. They hope to put their own people in the brave team.

In the first week, Qin Chu trusted Athena, Ekaterina, and Rossweisse very much. Under the persuasion of several women, he confusedly expressed his willingness to accept all the members of the former Brave Team and rejected Wordsworth's proposal.

Of course, Qin Chu still had to pretend to be surprised. He looked at Wordsworth across from him with some suspicion: "Forming a Brave Team? Isn't there one ready?"

Wordsworth had obviously prepared his words long ago. Perhaps, after the news that Benson was killed by Roman came out, Wordsworth had already planned it: "No, no, no, Qin, you misunderstood. I'm talking about your Brave Team. The members of the Brave Team are the most important partners for the Brave to fight against monsters. First of all, they must be absolutely reliable and trustworthy."

"Excuse me, the members of the former Brave Team are not worthy of Qin's trust now."

No matter why Wordsworth said this, there is no doubt that he was telling the truth. It's a pity that I didn't take it seriously in the first week.

Seeing that Qin Chu did not respond, Wordsworth lowered his voice slightly: "Brother Qin, I am not trying to cause trouble!"

"If you just ask around, you will know that what I said is true."

"You are a second-generation hero. When we were preparing to summon you, we were unanimously opposed by all the members of the former hero team. They only recognized Jello as a hero. In their opinion, except for Jello, no one else is worthy of the word hero."

He shook his head: "It is really hard for me to believe that such people will stay by Brother Qin's side and assist you wholeheartedly."