Today I recommend a song to you, fly-me-to-the-Touon. This song is classic jazz, but what I recommend is not the original version, but the westlife version. It has a unique style. You can enjoy it. By the way, westlife is an old-fashioned group, so the group is a group. Once the popular voice sings jazz, it is not as weak as those Korean group that forcefully blows out the B on Baidu list, the singing voice and that song, I wish I could pick up a pen and poke myself deaf. It's so terrible, so terrible...

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The scene changed again.

This time they still appeared in the palace in ghost mode. They saw the king retreating from the maid and guards, and talking to the evil spirits in front of the mirror.

"That stubborn Faroya!" Lotha III looked at the evil spirit in the mirror indignantly, with a very ferocious face: "He actually...he dared to insult me ​​like this, but he just relied on his intimate relationship with my father who had no ambition and the merits he made countless years ago, so he dared to disrespect the royal family! If...If it weren't for the fact that he was employed at this moment and was concerned about the influence, I would have to kill him with my own hands."

Blake couldn't bear to look at him: "A king was tortured by evil spirits. That warlock named Sefron is really harmful."

Yang Hai shook his head, remembering Carlyle's words and said, "Even if there is no Sefron's curse, this kingdom will sooner or later become worse, but Sefron's curse has indeed accelerated the process."

The evil spirit in the mirror smiled strangely and refuted the king.

"Dear, I must say that your idea is wrong."

The king was stunned. He didn't expect that the person in the mirror would express his objection. Before this, no matter what he said, thought, or made a decision. He was strongly supported and encouraged his confidence. This was the first time he was refuted. The king became even more angry - could Faroya just move like this? I just took off his position and was opposed by so many people?

Uncle Moretti, who has always loved him, is opposing it, Lucas, who is extremely loyal to him, is opposing it. Now, even his own incarnation is opposing it!

It's outrageous!

The evil spirit looked at the king's angry look and smiled, saying, "You are angry? But I must tell the truth. Because you are me, I am you, it is obviously a very stupid behavior to deceive yourself. Why don't you listen to me calmly and tell me the reason?"

"Tell me." Lothar III suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Faruya is very important in the hearts of King **min. It is really an unwise choice for you to let him leave when he is in such a storm." The evil spirit scolded without hesitation: "Originally, everyone has objections to your actions in recent times. If you treat Faroya well and ignore his criticism of you, not only will you have a broad mind and kind reputation, but you will also make everyone think that General Faroya is on your side. In any case, you must face this point. General Faroya is the soul of King **. If he believes that your war can win, then the people will believe it like this. At such a moment, nothing is more precious than faith."

"Is his prestige... actually higher than me?" Lothar III's face became more and more gloomy: "But... I am the emperor--"

"Then you must face the reality too." The evil spirit said lightly: "After the war is over, you can find an excuse to deal with him. After a long time, no one will remember Faroya's name, but it is not possible yet."

"I get it..." The king let out a light sigh: "But... what should I... do?"

"There is no need to make a big fuss, just let the Prime Minister or Marshal Lucas invite him back." The evil spirit smiled, with a bright smile.

"But if he refuses to return..." The king's expression became more and more gloomy. In his opinion, he had just deprived Faroya of his position today and the guy will be reinstated tomorrow. Isn't this slap himself in the face? But the self in the mirror is also very reasonable. Faroya's return is urgent and necessary.

"Since that's the case..." Lothar III gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "Let's save your life for the time being, in the future..."

eggpain was very surprised: "Why did that evil spirit... why did he do this? What is the benefit of leaving General Faroya? Faroya and the emperor have obviously completely collapsed. If Faroya is not here, wouldn't it be more conducive to him to control this empire by controlling Lothar III?"

"It is because Faroya hates this emperor that the evil spirits have to find ways to keep him." Yang Hai looked at Lothar III thoughtfully, "This evil spirit is born in vain and uses fear, jealousy, greed, killing, evil thoughts, evil intentions, chaos, war and death as his food. In order to strengthen himself, he must do whatever he wants. It is very likely that he will instigate or force General Faroya to rebel and kill the king."

"Ah?" Everyone was shocked: "What are the benefits of killing the king?"

"This country will be completely in chaos, and the evil spirits will gain more power." Yang Hai said: "The evil spirit has no body or body. He can transform into any person in the mirror. If the king dies, isn't it very easy to find another substitute?"

"This is the final wave ss we will fight this time..." Blake felt sore when he looked at it: "It seems to be very troublesome."

"It's not that it looks very troublesome, it's definitely very troublesome." Yang Hai said: "I guess our plot will come soon."

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Yang Hai's prediction came true.

After another scene change, they exited Ghost Mode. This time they appeared in a carriage.

The carriage is a luxury in this era. Although it cannot be said to be exclusive to the wealthy and wealthy family, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford. Not to mention that this carriage is spacious and comfortable, with soft tanned bear skin covered with soft.

They were about to speak when the curtain of the carriage was pulled open and a big head was stuffed in. At first glance, the head was like cheese bread stuffed with leavening agent.

Yang Hai and the others were startled at first, although they were both amused by this funny head.

"Laugh! Laugh! Laugh!" He spoke with a vicious look. But no matter how he looked like he was angry, he was too q, so he lost the deterrent power he deserved. "I have agreed with you little bastards that if you are thrown back by General Faroya this time, you don't have to go back to your family. Your grandfather has moved this time. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Only then did the few people remember that they were still in the scene battle and immediately held their breath and concentrated.

Seeing these "little bastards" honestly, the cheese bread showed a satisfied look and pulled her head back.

"We are going to be a personal soldier for General Faroya." Visconti whispered.

"Damn it, didn't Faroya cut the tyrant?" said eggpain. "Why are we going to be his personal soldiers now?"

"You haven't heard of it. Is there a saying called "Burning cold stoves?" Yang Hai guessed: "I guess this is the case with the Lynch family."

The carriage was a little bumpy, but it stopped soon. Under the urging of "cheese bread", they walked out one after another and saw General Faroya's manor.

Although General Faroya was clear and honest, and was much more upright than ordinary nobles, where was the huge class difference between nobles and civilians? His manor was by no means comparable to ordinary civilians. This manor was not particularly gorgeous, with two spacious buildings standing, and the farmland next to the house was planted with wheat and roses. In the wheat field, the scarecrow swung in the wind with its pointed hat. The fragrance of flowers mixed with wheat fragrance, and swelled in the face in the wind.

In the field, the horses were pulling the plow back and forth, and several people were shouting to control the direction of the horses.

As they passed through the fields, Yang Hai looked at the horses and was speechless - indeed, he was worthy of being a general, and he was treated as such a comfortable thing as a farmer. These horses are clearly the best war horses, so why did they use them to cultivate the land?

Cheese bread obviously noticed this, shook his head and muttered: "General Faroya is really... maybe this is the quirk of genius."

They finally saw General Faroya in front of the house.

What surprised Yang Hai was that after becoming a farmer, the spiritual outlook of this King* God had really improved a lot. His chin looked like a tropical rainforest, and he could only see a shallow layer of greening. The handsome face covered by his beard was also exposed.

Perhaps seeing the surprise gaze of the visitor, General Faroya was a little embarrassed and laughed: "My wife can't stand my dirty look. She shaves off all my baby beard, which makes you laugh. Then... nobles, what's the point of coming here?"

"Cheese Bread" heard this, and the corner of his mouth suddenly grinned behind his ears, and an extremely exaggerated smile appeared: "General Faroya, don't say that, let my old man hear it, and he will be dried up tomorrow and hung on the city wall."

General Faroya laughed: "Old Lynch is so old, is he still so hot?"

"Cheese bread" showed a grievance expression, and then a smile appeared, saying, "Has the old man discussed it with you before? I'll send a few incompetent disciples to your command and practice personal examples, and I'll give you someone to you."

Faroya shook his head.

"Why did you say that you would send a few incompetent disciples? Why did you send all the little kids of the Lynch family here?" Faroya looked at Yang Hai and the others with great depression: "How can I take care of so many people? If I accidentally die two or three of them here, wouldn't Old Lynch fight me? If I were in the army before, that wouldn't it matter; I'm not a general now, why would I ask them to come here for?"

Damn, what does it mean to die two or three? Is this human words? Everyone started to complain in their hearts.

"Chesy Bread" obviously didn't take death or life into consideration, but said, "General Faroya, we are also a wise man, and we don't say secret words. Everyone is a clear mind in their hearts. Our Lynch family is not considered a high-ranking minister, and it is not as good as the best. What's wrong with power or money? My father sent them to you because he learned skills, not to make connections. The threshold of the Lynch family is not high, so don't underestimate it."

Faroya smiled jokingly: "How long did you rehearse these words yesterday?"

"This... hasn't been rehearsing for a long time... it only took an hour." Cheese bread scratched his head awkwardly: "But what I said is true. I'm an honest person and I won't lie."

"Okay, okay, stay, you can leave quickly. It's so annoying that I'm so annoying." Faroya said with a smile, waving his hand like a flies.

Before Yang Hai and the others could react, the "cheese bread" flew into the carriage, whipped the whip and left here.

"Your old man is pretty intentional, so he let his son drive you over in person." Faroya glanced at Yang Hai and the others: "Then follow me and learn to farm."

Ten thousand grass and mud horses ran by.

After Faroya turned around and walked into the room, several people began to discuss the matter.

"Is Father Valentine playing with us?" Visconti expressed doubts.

"It's not so unconventional, is it?" Yang Hai was very suspicious.

"What if he is really so unconventional?" eggpain covered his face.

"Then we're going to be broken." Blake said depressedly.

"Damn!" The mainland's most tycoon's eyebrows were trembling because he saw that General Faroya instructed his servant to bring a lot of farm tools in the room...
Chapter completed!