Whether it's the gloomy alleys or the wide streets, people are coming and going. The rat-man with a long beard is half-bent and trotting quickly through the stalls. The tall werewolf with a knife on his back is holding a huge fruit tray.

The three-meter-tall bear man walked up and down the street with an honest smile.

After countless years of evolution, they have defeated countless races and established great empires, but now they can only hide in places where no one cares about them. The forest elves also played relaxed and cheerful music with their lutes, and the dwarves drank the mead in their hands.

, wandering around, unable to find direction.

Amidst the sound of music and noise, countless residents are having a huge banquet throughout the entire Ratman Kingdom. Outside the streets, the banquet in the palace in the center of the city is dozens of times more luxurious than outside.

.

A huge wild boar lies on a sterling silver tray. The skin of the wild boar has been roasted to a golden color. The fat and tender pork exudes aroma to the surroundings. Fruits from all latitudes of the entire continent are readily available, placed on different exquisite plates, beautiful and enchanting.

The cat maid and the cute and well-behaved bunny maid constantly deliver fresh food.

In the deepest part of the palace, a rat man was closing his eyes to meditate. The banquet had been going on for several days, but he had not eaten anything yet.

He is waiting for someone.

The Rat King adjusted the small stone crown on his head, raised his head, and looked through the magnificent ceiling.

The Rat King closed his eyes again.

Hwendrenger sat down opposite him:

"Moss, long time no see."

The rat man opened his small eyes surrounded by black hair:

"You're back."

Hewen said:

"Don't worry, I'm not coming back to ask for my share. You don't have to worry about anything."

Moss smiled lowly:

"Hvendrenger, I don't care if you take your stuff back or not. Whether you want it or not, it's just there. It's up to you whether you want it or not, but we won't reach out to your stuff.

"

Two charming cat-girls carried a two-meter-long gold tray on the table, which was filled with a variety of freshly grilled meats, from venison, beef, to griffin meat, and Yalong meat.

All kinds of meat are available, and the edges of the tray are inlaid with dozens of different gemstones.

Even the kings in the world probably don’t have such luxurious banquet tableware.

Moss said:

"The Yalong was just killed. I have a few in captivity and they are all roasted. I know you like this."

Hewen forked a piece of meat that was so thin that it was almost transparent:

"You didn't come to me just to reminisce about old times, right?"

Moss shook his head:

"You still haven't changed at all."

Hewen said:

"After all, my life span is much longer than yours, Moss, and we have never been friends."

Moss did not speak immediately, but took a sip of white wine first:

"Hewen, I haven't lived as long as you, so I can't understand your thoughts. In my opinion, you are already half of my friends."

Hewen said:

"Why on earth did you ask me to come back and share some resources from you?"

The Rat King twitched his pointed nose:

"The King of Hearts is dead."

Hewen's hand stretched out to the piece of meat paused:

"Who did it?"

The Rat King smiled:

"A guy who calls himself a big ghost."

Hewen said:

"When I dealt the cards, I remembered to draw out two ghosts."

Rat King said:

"Maybe you didn't send it, and there is a large-scale mental interference phenomenon in the entire Kingdom of Hearts. They call this phenomenon happy disease, but they have not discovered the nature of this so-called happy disease, and they think

It’s just a simple terminal illness.”

Hewen asked:

"what is that?"

Rat King said:

"I can only infer from the symptoms of the returning spies, but even this is terrifying. The infected people will have cognitive fallacies about common sense, thinking that the king of the Kingdom of Hearts has always been named Big Ghost and Little Ghost.

Two people. The King of Hearts is the leader of the rebels.

"The worst part is, I don't know if the King of Hearts knows he's the king.

"And the infected person will keep laughing, first smiling, then laughing out loud, then laughing wildly, and in the end, a large part of them will die laughing.

"In the process, their other emotions, fear, sadness, fear, guilt, etc. will disappear."

The King of Hearts is Heven's favorite king.

Because among the seven people, he is the only one who can be called a good person.

But in the final analysis, there was no personal relationship between him and the kings. They were just collaborators.

Hewen asked:

"What does this have to do with me?"

Mouse King Moss continued:

"Your territory has become a neutral zone, and many displaced people have established many small towns there. They are all your subjects, but you also know that your territory is the closest place to the Poker Kingdom.

"Your people need you."

Hewen smiled and said:

"My people, even if some people really call themselves my people, they never want to have a king. In other words, they can come when there is danger, but after the danger is over, it is the king who should go.

.”

Moss knew that Hevin was not that easy to trick:

"That's right, but even if they just use your name to establish their own power for their own benefit, they are still alive, Mr. Demon Hunter, shouldn't you save them?"

Hewen said:

"I'm retired, and I've already saved you all. If it weren't for me, you would all have died outside."

Moss added:

"And half of the humans in England will be buried with us."

Hewen said:

"Moss, I'm not your nanny. This is your business and should be solved by you."

Moss said:

"If you can kill the remaining big ghost and prevent the spread of happy disease, we can ensure that no one will invade your territory again, and a prosperous country will appear there."

Hewen reminded:

"That was originally my thing. If I really cared, the Wolf King would have died the first time he crossed the border."

Moss was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Hewen suddenly said:

"By the way, there is another news you can spread, that is, I am healed from my injury, and I am even stronger than you have seen me before."

Moss asked:

"before?"

Hewen said:

"When I was a demon hunter, if you were also an Immortal, the special training camp would know what I was before I became a demon hunter.

"Thank you for the invitation. The venison is quite good."

Hewen stood up, turned around and left.

Moss lamented:

"you've changed."

Hewen stopped:

"No, Moss, you have never seen the real me. I haven't been this free for a long time."

Moss closed his eyes again:
Chapter completed!