Chapter 165 Too Kind

"boom!"

"Crackling!"

"Ah—let me out!"

Mushulu was both depressed and angry. Although he had been detained for two days, he couldn't stand it anymore. He was a person who was quite restless and had nothing to do, so how could he be held in a room now? ?

However, this is also what he asked for.

Originally, he could go out on the first day, at least he could walk around in the castle!

Although Varta's order was to keep him from leaving this room, Mushulu was a prince after all, so Heboar didn't go too far. There were no guards at the door of his room, but he just ordered the castle guards not to let him. go out.

It's a pity that Mushulu didn't cherish it himself, and even tried to play out of the castle, wanting to see the tragic situation of the untouchables who were killed by him.

But in this situation, how could Heboar let him out?

So of course he was stopped by the guard at the door!

However, Mushulu, who was stopped, did not give up, but took the method of sneaking away from the castle!

With his years of experience living in the castle and his knowledge of the place, he did run out smoothly at the beginning.

Unfortunately, his luck was not very good, and he happened to bump into Heboar who was returning to the castle!

This time, Heboar got angry, locked him directly in the room, and placed a guard at the door of the room.

Moreover, Heboar knows Mushulu's character, and also understands that ordinary guards can't despise him, so the guards at the door are all the elite guards who are the most trusted of Valta specially transferred by him!

These guards are so powerful that they only listen to Varta's orders, not Mushulu at all!

In desperation, he could only vent his anger by smashing things everywhere in the room!

"boom!"

Mushulu kicked out fiercely, and there was one less table left in the room.

"what!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Let me out!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Bastard, this prince just killed a group of pariahs, why do you treat me like this!"

Mushulu slapped the door angrily and yelled at the door, but it was useless.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Mushulu, who had been in trouble for a long time, was breathing heavily and looked a little tired. Looking back, there was nothing intact in the room, only a bed and a table handed down from his grandfather's generation.

He has to rest on the bed later, so naturally he won't move it.

But how could he look at the rest of the table?

"call--"

Mushulu took a deep breath, stepped on his feet, and ran towards the antique table in the northeast corner of the room.

"go to hell!"

"boom!"

One kick kicked the table in half.

"Bang!"

The moment the table shattered, a delicate wooden box fell.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The wooden box fell to the ground, and after a few bounces, the lock was directly broken, and the box was opened.

"Grumbling!"

A dazzling green gem rolled over.

"kindness!?"

This gem immediately caught Mushulu's attention, he became quiet, a blur of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he involuntarily went up to pick up this gem.

"It's so beautiful, is this what Grandpa left behind?" Mushulu murmured, picking up the gem and playing with it carefully.

At the same time, under his bed, a pair of malicious eyes glowing with red light were secretly watching him without his knowledge. When he saw him picking up the gem, the red light in these eyes flickered for a while. .

"Dong dong!"

At this time, a knock on the door woke up Mushulu, who was addicted to gems, and he carefully put the gems into his pocket.

"Come in!"

Mushulu, who accidentally got a seemingly priceless gem, felt a lot better, so his tone was not so rushed.

"Squeak!"

The door was opened and several waiters entered.

The waiters seemed to have anticipated the scene in the room. The two people at the front were carrying a table, the middle one was holding a chair, and the last one was holding a few plates of exquisite dishes, and they walked in like this.

After a few waiters put the tables and chairs in place, the exquisite dishes were also served.

"Prince Mushulu, this is your lunch. If you have any dissatisfaction, please let me know!" The waiter said cautiously, for fear that Mushulu would be locked in the room because of a mistake, and Mushulu's mood and temper were obviously bad. their trouble!

Mushulu, who was in a good mood, rarely troubled the waiters, but just waved his hand and motioned for them to leave, while he sat down on the table and feasted.

A few waiters hurriedly withdrew as if they had been granted amnesty.

On the table.

Knives and forks crossed, and a piece of steak was inserted by Mushulu and put into his mouth.

"nice!"

Perhaps because of his good mood, he felt that today's steak was more delicious than usual.

Eat and eat.

"Uh"

Mushulu suddenly put down the knife and fork in his hand, stood up abruptly, the expression on his face began to distort, his mouth opened and closed, but he was still unable to speak.

He turned around quickly and ran towards the gate, wanting to ask the guards at the gate for help.

At this time, he accidentally stepped on the wreckage of the table that had just been kicked to pieces, stumbled under his feet, and fell directly forward.

Suddenly, his pupils shrunk to a point, with a look of horror on his face.

Because where he was about to fall, a black hand appeared inexplicably, holding a table wreck that he had just kicked.

What frightened him even more was that the wreckage looked very sharp!

And the black hand, regardless of whether he was frightened or not, placed the wreckage where he was about to fall.

"boom!"

Mushulu's neck hit the wreckage directly, and blood was gushing out from his carotid artery like a broken water pipe.

However, he wasn't dead or lost consciousness.

His mouth opened and closed, as if he was about to say something, but because he was choked, he couldn't say anything!

He wanted to move, but the blood flowing from his neck quickly made his strength disappear. No matter how hard he struggled, he just climbed forward a few meters!

He weakly looked at the door in front of him. The door that was less than two meters away, which he could reach with a single step in the past, is now so out of reach!

Slowly, his vision began to blur, and finally, his body softened, his eyes darkened, and he completely lost consciousness.

As for the voice inside, the guard outside the door naturally heard it.

But they didn't care, after all, Mushulu just smashed more than this sound, they just thought Mushulu suddenly became angry again.

It wasn't until an hour later that the waiters came to clean up what Mushulu had eaten.

"Dong dong!"

"Prince Mushulu!"

"Can you come in?

No matter how much the messengers shouted, there was no movement inside.

This time, the guard at the door also noticed something was wrong. After hesitating for a while, "Bang!" He kicked the door open and rushed in.

"what--"

The waiters who came in with the guards made a sharp cry, resounding throughout the castle!

Not far from the castle, after hearing the sound, a shadowy figure looked back and sighed, "Oh, sure enough, I'm still too kind, I really can't see a scum like Mushulu living in the world!"