Chapter 3180 Bragging

The brief pause made the Blue Witch quite impatient. She pulled my arm and kept saying: "Keep talking, keep talking."

I glared at her and said angrily: "Didn't you see me drinking water?"

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it." She played rogue for a while, and seemed to feel bored, so she gave up playing rogue and asked curiously: "The king is dead, how did Prince Charming become a prince?"

Putting down the water glass, I rolled my eyes at her and said, "Without a king, there can't be a prince? Besides, who stipulates that the king must be the protagonist?"

"Huh?" The blue witch widened her curious eyes and stared at me without blinking.

"Okay, okay, let me continue telling you."

Sighing lightly, I continued: "The palace collapsed, the king died, and only the great magician and the little tree spirit were left alive. At this moment, the guards hurried in from a distance. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked. Shocked, their commander cautiously asked the great magician what happened."

"After all, the great magician has lived for more than a hundred years. His ability to lie is not comparable to that of a young man in his twenties, so he eloquently made up a story about 'the great devil was born out of thin air. When the world is destroyed, the great mage turns the tide and saves the common people's play, the audience couldn't help but sigh."

"A group of people who believed the great magician's lies, and after only being lost for a day, they regained their spirits and collectively elected the great magician as the new king. This was not only because of the great magician's high moral character and strength. Gaoqiang, especially because the king and his few poor heirs were all in one fell swoop. A country cannot live without a king for a day, someone must take charge of the overall situation."

"The great magician declined twice, and the captain of the guard invited him three times. In the end, he had no choice but to succeed to the throne of the king. As for the tree spirit, in order to silence her, he had no choice but to continue to let her be the queen."

"The great magician is indeed getting stronger with age. It only took him more than twenty years to create a son with the tree spirit. The son is handsome and the daughter is beautiful and gentle. The only shortcoming is that both the son and the daughter have hangings on their heads. I picked up some leaves. Of course, these leaves were not hung on purpose, but grew out. They are considered part of the body and have the same status as hair."

"Many years later, my daughter grew up and was successfully attracted by a prince from a neighboring country. She became the wife of a prince from a neighboring country and gave birth to a handsome boy. This boy is Prince Charming. In fact, Prince Charming Originally there was no name for White Horse, just because fresh leaves also grew on a certain part of his body, and these leaves were especially loved by white horses, so people often saw a group of white horses gathering around the prince. Over time, he was nicknamed "White Horse". It’s Prince Charming.”

"This is the story of Prince Charming and his grandmother. How about it? It's exciting, isn't it?"

As soon as I said this, I was bitten hard by the blue witch.

"Hey! Why did you bite me!" I asked angrily.

"Who asked you to tell such a nonsense story to fool me? If you tell a similar nonsense story again, believe it or not, I will bite off a piece of your flesh!"

"Shrew!" I gritted my teeth.

"Huh!" The blue witch said disapprovingly.

Early the next morning, when I went downstairs to buy breakfast, I happened to meet the boss who was cleaning the steps in front of the door.

When the boss saw it was me, he greeted me warmly and winked at me, his eager eyes full of obscenity.

This reminds me of the inappropriate topic we talked about last night.

I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I just nodded and smiled at him.

The boss didn't care. He responded to my smile first and then continued to clean the steps.

There was not much dust on the steps in front of the hotel, but there were traces of dried adventurer's blood.

This must have been left behind by some seriously injured adventurer as he passed by.

Thinking of this, I can't help but lament the cruelty of the devil world.

Compared with the Zephyr Continent, the ugliness and cruelty of human nature in the Demon World are particularly obvious.

But this is inevitable.

In the Zephyr Continent, if you want to become stronger, you can conquer dungeons, but it is different in the Demon World. In the Demon World, if you want to become stronger, you can only continue to hone your skills, exercise your instincts, or go to the forest to farm beasts to gain experience.

But beasts are different from monsters in dungeons. The former produces offspring through reproduction, but the latter can be born out of thin air.

One needs to grow, and the other doesn't need it at all. They are adults at birth, and a batch is born every night.

Looking at it this way, it is not unreasonable that adventurers from the Zephyr Continent are stronger than adventurers from the Demon Realm.

After buying breakfast and drinks, I strolled back to the hotel.

It has to be said that there are very few adventurers fighting on the streets today. It may be because it is still early and they have not gotten up yet, or it may be because some people feel tired from the continuous fighting.

Anyway, as long as they don't affect my affairs, there will be no problem.

After having breakfast with the Blue Witch, I went downstairs again, came to the front desk, and chatted with the boss who was sitting at the cashier and drinking tea.

After a day of getting along with each other, my boss became more enthusiastic towards me. Of course, he was still wary. After all, we were just strangers who could chat easily.

I tried to ask some interesting facts about this town, and then led the conversation to neighboring cities, and finally extended to the entire southern continent.

The talkative boss saw that what I was asking about was not the petty feud between nobles, so he happily told me all the secrets he knew about the Southern Continent.

The biggest secret in the southern continent recently is that a certain guy who is known as the strongest adventurer in the demon world was KOed by the apostle with one move.

Hearing that it was about adventurers, I immediately became interested: "Do you know which apostle it is?"

"Who else could it be?" The boss lowered his voice and said, "The fourth apostle."

It turns out to be Casillas, so it’s not surprising.

He is a fighting maniac himself. When he meets an adventurer with a little bit of qualifications, he would like to have a battle with him. If he has full potential, he will let him go and let him continue to develop and become stronger until he grows into a powerful one. In the future, if he continues to fight with the adventurer, if there is still potential for improvement, he will still let the opponent go.

Of course, if the opponent reaches the limit, as long as the fighting process can satisfy him, he will also let the opponent go, but if the opponent cannot satisfy him, then there will only be one outcome.

Thinking about it, the guy who was known as the strongest adventurer in the demon world must have boasted unrealistically and touched Casillas's bottom line, so he was killed by him.

If the opponent really has the ability to be the number one adventurer in the demon world, I believe Casillas will definitely not kill him, and will even challenge him to fight from time to time.

After all, Casillas is too eager to have a hearty battle.