Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 92:

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That night, after Romon fell asleep, he had a dream.

In his dream, he went back to his youth, and accidentally learned from a "fat sheep" he met in a casino that the other party was the illegitimate son of a viscount. He is currently seriously ill and is about to rush back to fight for inheritance. So he started to kill the opponent, spending almost all his wealth, looking for a high-level mage to hold a bloodline inheritance ceremony, inheriting the bloodline of the opponent's family, but hòu brought those documents that could prove his identity, and after the death of the viscount, "Fengchen Servant" appeared in the Viscount.

Everything is going well, and the other heir's morals are so low that it is impossible to compete with him. He also made various promises to the nobles in the surrounding territories, drew up the division, and quickly stabilized the situation.

In the end, he successfully inherited the title, became a new generation of Viscount Gerten, and sat on the throne of the lord.

After the lord’s ascension ceremony, he sat on the throne of the Hall of Viewing, looking around the hall, which was not magnificent enough, but at least large and grand enough, couldn’t help laughing.

After laughing, he bowed his head and sighed deeply.

"That's great! It's a pity it's just a dream..."

"Huh? How did you realize that it was a dream?" Sui Xiong revealed the jellyfish model and appeared in front of him from the air.

Romon looked up at him, slightly scared, but not surprised.

"I can't tell, but...this kind of dream, I have had many times in the past few decades."

Sui Xiong only then understood the reason, couldn't help but laugh twice, and asked: "You can't think of things decades ago, you are still brooding...Do you still want to be a lord?"

Romon was silent for a while and replied: "I have given up my heart a long time ago."

"Then why are you still having this dream?" Sui Xiong asked curiously, "If it wasn't for you to have such an idea, even me, unless you cast a special spell, it would be impossible for you to have such a dream. Ah."

Romon smiled bitterly: "Actually, I regret it."

"Regret? What do you regret?"

"I regret not grabbing the machine and hug my thighs!" Luo Meng sighed, shook his head, and said, "If I turned down directly to Miss Orion, I would yell, "You are the gods." The recognized Lord of Gelteng's what... Maybe he would hug her thigh. In the future, as long as you do things under her hand, maybe you are already a big man with a big face, maybe even in the Masked Void Church. High level..."

Sui Xiong pondered it over carefully and nodded slightly: "This is indeed possible..."

Luo Meng sighed deeply and smiled bitterly: "Everything is the difference of a thought in the past. Such a good opportunity is presented to me. It is obviously the best opportunity in my life, but I missed it! "

"But it's also very dangerous." Seeing that he was so depressed, Sui Xiong couldn't help but persuade him, "At the time, you were posing as the illegitimate son of Viscount Gerten. If you are exposed, there will only be a dead end."

Romon didn’t care, and said lightly: “Opportunity is always accompanied by danger. The bigger the opportunity, the greater the danger should be. I have taken a lot of risks over the years and finally grasped it. Is there any good opportunity? No. As a result, until now, I am only a tutor who is the sixth in line heir to the earl family, and I have not even become a quasi knight."

He spread his hand and asked: "Look, for me, is it better to take such a risk?"

"You really make sense, I was speechless..."

Romon smiled and asked: "This...I don't know who you are, but you have transformed into a model of Majesty the Void Mask and appeared in my dreams. Wouldn't you just come and chat with me? Right?"

Sui Xiong also laughed: "I am Mask of the Void, why change into his model."

"Where can a deity be so ignorant, you are kidding."

"...I'm so lacklustre, I make you laugh."

Luo Meng was stunned and looked at Sui Xiong carefully. After a long time, he asked, "So... do you know, who was behind Miss Ollion back then? ?"

Sui Xiong was silent for a while, and said: "It's me. But I think my approach is right. She is more suitable to be a lord than you."

Luo Meng immediately jumped off the throne, knelt in front of Sui Xiong aside, and hugged several of his hanging tentacles.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Hold your thighs!" Luo Meng said categorically, "I have already missed a flight, and if I miss this flight again, this life will be over!"

"You shouldn't be so arrogant about holding your thighs! And I am a tentacle, not a thigh!" Sui Xiong shouted, "Let go! Let go!"

Luo Meng did not relax at all, hugged Sui Xiong’s tentacles tightly, and shouted: "Your Majesty Void Mask, take me in! I would like to be a cow or a horse for you and do anything! As long as you take me in Just fine!"

"As for? As for? You can be regarded as a person with a face and a face anyway, don't you need such a little discipline?"

"Of course! Organic hug the thigh of a true god, at least ninety-nine percent of people in the world will be like me, it's just that they are not as determined and decisive as me!"

"Fuck, you are all righteous and confident..." Sui Xiong felt that he was really defeated by this guy, and he waved his tentacles vigorously, trying to throw him away.

However, in the world of dreams, will determines power. Luo Meng's will at this moment is so determined that unless Sui Xiong uses his divine power to defeat him, he really can't get rid of him.

Seeing his model yàng, Sui Xiong was really embarrassed to hit someone. After several consecutive shakes, he found that he couldn't shake it off, so he sighed and persuaded: "You hold my tentacles like this, what's the matter? Use it? Dreams will wake up sooner or later."

"So, your Majesty, accept my allegiance! I don't want any other benefits, as long as I give you my life, and finally I will go to your kingdom of God for the treatment of pension!"

Sui Xiong was taken aback, vaguely guessed something, and asked: "You...couldn't you...you haven't believed in any deity yet, so that you have nowhere to go after death, right?"

Luo Meng's face suddenly felt as if he had eaten Huanglian: "I have faith, but with my contribution and piety, I will definitely not be able to go to the kingdom of God after death. I will probably go to hell!"

"So in order not to go to hell, you came to hug my thigh?" Sui Xiong sighed, "You are too utilitarian!"

Romon cried out: "I am very sincere! Your Majesty, you can test me at will!"

Sui Xiong shook his head: "I believe in your sincerity, but belief in this kind of thing shouldn't be a deal!"

"Why do you think this is a deal? It's nothing more than I sold your life. When I sell this life, you will arrange a place for me to take care of it. It's reasonable, right."

"It sounds really reasonable..."

"Yeah! My requirements are not high!" Romon saw hope and said loudly, "I know that you have a lot of talents, and there is no shortage of me. But one can sacrifice himself for your career at any time, and People with good brains are always valuable! My strength is also reasonable. In the current Keene City, there are only a handful of mortals who have beaten me!"

So Sui Xiong really hesitated.

Luo Meng's statement is very reasonable, he is not asking for much, this trade Sui Xiong is very profitable. As for the character issue-he is actually not too old. Although he has made many mistakes in the past, there is always a chance to atone for his sins, so he should not be beaten to death with a stick now...

In the final analysis, Sui Xiong was moved.

Talents are rare!

Especially like Luo Meng ~ IndoMTL.com~ has the ability, wisdom and courage, and has no bottom line in doing things, and die loyal because there is nowhere to go, it is even more rare!

He hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

Shàng the next morning, Milomon took Romon and visited Crick.

"Mr. Romon, is a secret believer of our lord." He said, "Strength is stronger than me, and he is good at strategy. I believe it will be able to help your lord."

Crick, who was sitting in a wheelchair and holding a feather fan in the shape of Zhuge, froze for a moment and looked at Romon.

Romon smiled very confidently, his eyes glowing.

"I will do my best to help you and stabilize Keane!" He said with a smile, "Those guys who are unruly, don't even want to leave alive!"

Crick froze for a moment, but hòu's eyes lit up. (To be continued.)

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