Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

"Diers, don't you think my suggestion is good?" Molt walked up to Diers. At this time, Diers was sitting on the office chair, and he was standing in front of the desk, so Diers Erls could only look up at him with his head raised.

Molt liked this condescending feeling, especially looking at Diers in this overlooking manner.

"Diers, you always put the royal power over me. Now, it's time for you to make a choice between the royal power and An Ting. If you give up the throne, who do you want to be with? I want the elders and people to You won’t say anything, but once you are still on the throne, you have to shoulder the responsibilities of a king and care about the people’s hearts.”

Molt looked at the silent Diers and said with a smile: "Brother, don't blame me for coveting your throne. After all, who doesn't yearn for kingship?"

Molt felt that he had said enough. He thought that Diels should also be able to understand the truth, so he turned and left Diels' office.

After Molt left, Diels was still sitting on the chair. He probably thought for nearly half an hour before he got up and walked to his bedroom.

At this time, An Ting was taking a lunch break. He looked at An Ting, who was sleeping soundly. He sat on the edge of the bed and thought over and over what Molte had just said.

He has been in power for hundreds of years. During these hundreds of years, there has never been a moment that moved his heart. Every day he is busy with official duties day after day, focusing on serving the people, like a machine without self, until An Ting's death Only after he showed up did he feel excited and have plans for the future.

He wants to be with An Ting and have a bright future with An Ting.

He has lived for 800 years and has never taken the initiative to understand the meaning of life. But after meeting An Ting, he feels that the meaning of life is to be with the one he loves, and to keep the one he loves with him no matter how hard he tries. around.

He could give up all his rights for An Ting. After all, he had the rights at his fingertips, and he had held them for too long. It didn't matter whether he could continue to hold them.

An Ting is his belief, and he cannot give up his belief.

……

In the next few days, An Ting found that Diers was stuck with him every day and did not attend to his official duties. He thought to himself, wasn't he very busy before?Why are you as idle as a salted fish now?

An Ting still prefers Diers to be a little busy, because then he doesn't have to face Diers every day, let alone be tortured by Diers all the time.

"Diels, are you going to be a foolish king now?"

Diers hugged An Ting and sat on the lounge chair on the balcony. The morning sun was very gentle, and he didn't feel any pain when it hit him.

Diers pinched An Ting's cheek and asked with a smile: "If I said that I will be with you every day from now on, and there will no longer be official business that will delay our appointments, would you be happy?"

An Ting: Thank you.

Of course, An Ting would not tell what was on his mind because he did not want to anger Diers.

"But you are the king of the mermaid tribe. You have your responsibilities. You can't leave your people alone, right?"

"What would you think if I told you that I had passed the throne to Morte?"

An Ting was stunned for a moment. He didn't quite understand why Diers wanted to pass the throne to Molt. Is Diers going to die?

Diels guessed what he was thinking from An Ting's expression. He smiled and said, "Do you think that if I die, no one can trap you, so you are happy?"