The year of 1510 of the Haiyuan Calendar was a rare year of peace for the world government.

Although more and more pirates are causing trouble at sea, compared with Roger who started the Age of Discovery twelve years ago and Fisherteger, who invaded the Holy Land of Mary Choa four years ago, the fear in the eyes of these civilians is a trivial matter in the eyes of those big men.

But just as the big men in the Holy Land Mary Choa breathed a sigh of relief and held various banquets with decent tribute.

East China Sea, Kingdom of Goya, Palace.

"Your Majesty, the Second Prince..."

"Are you still alive?"

Facing the old and haggard figure sitting on the throne above, the guard who came in to report hesitated for a long time and chose to remain silent.

"Okay, I understand! Let's have a grand funeral!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

After the guard's figure completely disappeared into the hall, the old man sitting on the throne finally put down his last disguise, lowered his head and covered his face and started crying.

After a few months ago, he led the nobles of the kingdom to hold a sensational welcome ceremony and banquet for Saint Charmaco, who came to inspect the East China Sea. The eldest prince, who he regarded as the successor of the kingdom, was inexplicably assassinated at a banquet.

The murderer has not been found yet. He has not recovered from the grief of losing his beloved son. Today he received news that his second son has died of illness.

Didn’t you say that it was just a minor illness a few days ago? Why did you turn your head and become a serious illness and you are out of treatment?

Although he cut off the heads of those quack doctors, what's the use? His two sons are gone, and his daughter Nande Carnet is not the material that rules the country. Do you want to try to cultivate the boy of the Ultraluke family?

As the king of the Kingdom of Goa, even if his heir died unexpectedly, what he should consider most now is how to stabilize the country.

As for the others, I can only deal with them slowly in the future.

However, just as King Sally III was busy with the troubles of the kingdom one after another, he was appointed as the important minister and even planned to marry the princess to give her adopted son to his wife, Otluke III leisurely shook the red wine glass in his hand in the study of his mansion.

“Is the news reliable?”

"Absolutely reliable. His Highness the Second Prince has no breathing anymore, and those doctors have been cut off by His Majesty. Even the relevant personnel who colluded with those doctors have been dealt with by their subordinates."

"Very good! George! You are worthy of being my most loyal subordinate. I will reward you with this glass of red wine. As long as my son reaches that point, you will be the butler of the entire palace, and you will be the glory and prosperity with our family."

"This... is! Sir! The young one must have devoted themselves to the Ultraluke family until they die!"

"Okay, okay, after drinking this glass of wine, go and do your own business!"

"Yes! Sir!"

Seeing the glass of red wine taken from his hand and poured it down in one breath, she didn't bother to wipe the wine stains on the corner of her mouth and immediately smiled flatteringly at the butler. After returning a warm smile, Ultraluke III looked down at the documents in his hand.

A quarter of an hour later...

"Sir! Butler George died of illness!"

"Is that so unfortunate! Give his family a thick pension! After all, George is also an old man in our family!"

"Yes! Sir!"

After the servant at home closed the study door and left, Otluke III, who threw away the documents in his hand, got up and poured out a glass of red wine in his wine cabinet, swayed and slowly began to taste it.

"This is the real deal! George, you said you have devoted yourself to your own efforts until you die! Hahaha!"

Just when the undercurrents in the Kingdom of Goya were surging, His Highness, the Second Prince, who had been covered with his head and was buried after being mourned, suddenly moved his fingers a few times in the unwatched mourning hall.

"Ah! Hiss! Hell! Why is it me? Although I said that if I continue like this, I will die, but I just complained a little! God doesn't need to take it seriously, right?"

Thinking about what he had experienced, Tan Jiji still feels it is a bit difficult for him to accept.

Tan Jiji, a native of H-SX Province, was originally named Tan Zhe. Because his father cheated his son and wrote the two Jis a little intimately when he registered. So he was able to take advantage of the popularity of Tao Zhe and became the executioner in the students' words. As for why he was a executioner?

emmmmm, everyone should be able to understand it.

Anyway, Tan Jiji lived so strongly until he graduated from college by following the principle that he was better than living than to die well. He found a white-collar job in a company, and lived in a difficult situation in the city where he graduated.

If God gave him another chance, he would never snatch the train tickets for the second day of the Lunar New Year, but would snatch the train tickets for the New Year before the New Year, just like others.

However, there was no if. Before he could laugh at his colleague's embarrassing appearance, he was blocked by the epidemic. The whole city was blocked and the train was stopped. He could only be a foreigner in a foreign land.

He was bored and could only stay at home to play games, but after he opened up various recommended games such as Snake Wolf, he still didn't seem to be released, and he was bored and clicked on the collection of King of Fighters 97.98 and other King of Fighters that he downloaded a few years ago.

However, just by just a little mouse, he loses consciousness.

When he woke up again, he saw a few fanatics roaring and sacrificed himself, and then he was released from some seal. When he woke up again, he was already lying here.

"I'm a big snake? Damn it, Niu Bi! But what the hell is this Salyaway? Does the big snake have strange things like real name?"

Looking at the system panel that popped up from somewhere in front of me, the long list of introductions on it. Tan Jiji, who was baptized by the online novel, accepted his strange setting without any surprise.

After silently reciting a few words, I am not an orphan. I want to go home. After feeling that my body is no longer numb. I can control him, so I took off the quilt on my head and slowly got up from all kinds of flowers.

This climb made him immediately feel the strange atmosphere at this moment.

There were various wreaths with frank words written around him and his own crystal coffin, and the expressions of the guards at the door seeing ghosts. If he didn't know what famous scene he had encountered, Tan Jiji wouldn't have to hang out in the worm circle.

So, he was unable to figure out the status quo, and naturally lay down again, and covered the thin quilt he complained about on his head, quietly began to think about everything that was happening around him. The most important thing was to understand the benefits system that was provided here.

As long as he masters the usage of this system, he can dominate the world like those online writers, with three thousand harems, one call and one response, and dominate everything.
Chapter completed!