Demon King, Don’t Run Away Chapter 473: Young ruler

After being full of wine and food, Myron still put the fresh meat on the grill and started cooking it.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of meat. This piece of barbecue was not used to entertain Yang Yu and the others, but just to lure out her shy daughter.

"Hey, Binglu, if you don't come down to eat, the stall will be closed."

Binglu, who was hiding in the cabin, poked his head out and watched his mother cooking meat, and then looked at Yang Yu beside his mother, still not daring to step out of the cabin.

Myron directly picked up the freshly roasted meat with a fork, put it into his mouth in front of his daughter, and chewed it hard,

"You know my character. If I say I won't stay, I won't stay. Don't be afraid. They are all good people and won't do anything to you."

As he spoke, Myron placed another piece of meat on the iron plate.

It wasn't until the meat was almost ready that Binglu swung her snake tail. When Yang Yu and the others weren't paying attention, she got into the sand and sneaked near the iron plate. She carefully reached out to pick up the plate and used a clamp to hold it towards her mother. Grilled meat.

Unexpectedly, Myron grabbed Binglu's hand and lifted her up from the sand.

"Say hello nicely."

Binglu was caught at a loss and her eyes were blurred. As soon as she met Yang Yu and the others, she quickly looked away like a kitten.

After confirming with the corner of her eye that Yang Yu and the others were indeed harmless, Binglu lowered her head towards Yang Yu and the others and introduced herself cautiously:

"My name is Binglu, good evening."

Myron didn't let go of Binglu's hand until Binglu finished introducing herself.

At this time, Binglu put the barbecue on his plate with lightning speed, and then quickly swung his tail back to the ship.

"This kid..." Looking at the ice dew in the distance, Myron let out a long sigh, "Such a character cannot make a good captain."

Yang Yu smelled the aroma of the mission.

If you go to talk to Myron now and say that you can help her change her daughter's character, you will definitely get a task similar to enlightening Binglu. Maybe he can even accept Binglu as a teammate.

However, Yang Yu thought about it and let it go.

Binglu's attributes are unsatisfactory in all aspects, and his level is less than level 20. The only thing that can be seen is that he has the potential to become a mechanic.

If Yang Yu had chosen to take advantage of the situation when her level reached the upper limit, maybe she would have tried to recruit her.

But now... there is no place for her in Yang Yu's team for the time being. If she comes to share experience, it will only slow down the team's growth.

Siding, in line with the principle that one thing is worse than one thing less, Yang Yu deliberately avoided this topic and led the topic in other directions.

Myron also cooperated and changed the topic and continued the conversation.

Soon, the stars in the sky illuminated the entire desert.

Myron organized his people, packed his things, and prepared to return home.

Recently, the biting land shark in the desert has become increasingly difficult to catch. If Queen Lamia's birthday had not been approaching, Myron would not have driven the sand boat to sail all the way to chase the biting land shark into the interior of the desert. .

After successfully catching the biting land shark, it’s time to go back and resume life.

Before leaving, Myron's one eye turned into the shape of a poisonous snake and issued a warning to Yang Yu and the others,

"Remember what I said, if you are sincere to us, we will also be sincere to you. If you dare to stand on the opposite side of us, I don't need to tell you the consequences, you know it, right?"

"If possible, I don't want to be on the opposite side of you. But who can say anything about the future? If you are on the opposite side of me, by then, I can only say what I said today. If so, forget about it.”

The coldness disappeared from Myron's face, and she showed a wild smile again, "Hahahaha, you are really interesting. At this time, don't you usually nod your head and agree like the wind? It's time to go back on your word. Regret when you regret."

"What can't be guaranteed, there is no way to guarantee. Thank you for the hospitality. It's been a great day. Have a good trip."

After saying hello to Myron, Yang Yu and the others boarded Lotkar, taking advantage of the fact that the midnight cold had not yet arrived, and set off again, striving to reach the land of prosperity as soon as possible.

From the cabin to the deck, Myron looked at the direction of Yang Yu and the others from a distance, wrapped his tail around the rudder, and gave orders to the crew on standby,

"Set sail, set sail."

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At the same time, in Wansheng Kingdom, in the palace, a lion-eared girl sat on the throne, listening to the intelligence sent back from the front line by intelligence agents.

This lion-eared girl is wearing a gorgeous red royal robe.

This crimson royal robe was specially tailored for her. It boldly adopts a detachable design. It is luxurious and beautiful, but also practical.

If anything happens, just gently pull the ropes connecting everywhere, and the heavy and useless decorations will physically detach, revealing her tall and flat figure suitable for fighting, and transform into the lightest combat Clothes.

Wearing a royal robe, she is not the king of this country, at least not yet.

To be precise, she is Qian Xialan, the only daughter of Wan Zhangshi, the king of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Prosperities.

Since the Luoze Empire occupied the fertile Cerrovomon Plains in one fell swoop at the beginning of the war, the more stalemate the war situation became, the more unfavorable it would be for the Wansheng Kingdom.

In order to reverse the decline of the war situation, Wan Zhangshi, who was over fifty years old, went into battle personally, achieved many partial victories in a row, and regained a lot of lost land.

However, when the king of a country goes into battle in person, the dangers he faces are naturally self-evident.

This is like leaving the door of your home open and placing the safe in the most conspicuous place, for fear that others will not see it.

Sure enough, during one of his expeditions, Wan Zhangshi was accidentally plotted and became bedridden. As a result, he had no choice but to hand over the government affairs to his daughter, who was just over eighteen years old.

With the help of cabinet ministers, Qian Xialan learned quickly and successfully became an excellent emperor's agent within a few months.

It's a pity that she was pushed to the shelf after all. The war issue that troubled her father the most has now burdened her, and she has a headache every day.

Wanzhangshi was bedridden, and the morale of the entire army was low. In the battle with the Luoze Empire, the Wansheng Kingdom's army retreated steadily. The Luoze Empire even captured the Qinghe Volcano, forming a horn with the Cerrovomen Plain. The situation is not optimistic.

After listening to the report from the front line, Qian Xialan tightly grasped the armrest of the throne.

The Luoze Empire's front has advanced another forty kilometers. If they continue like this, once they penetrate deep into the hinterland of Wansheng Kingdom and build fortifications, any attempt to make a comeback will be nothing more than a dream.

At that time, before this country was truly handed over to itself, it would be completely destroyed by the Luo Ze Empire.

"Your Highness, the report is over, it's time for the intelligence agent to go back and rest."

The prime minister's voice sounded in her ears, and the ugly expression on Qian Xialan's face gradually softened. She waved her hand towards the intelligence officer who had finished the report and asked him to go down and rest.