[Quick Transmigration] On how to use the charm of personality to conquer the old attack of amnesia

The Pope was still holding the worm in his hand, and it was obvious that something was wrong when he heard the man say that.

"Kaines Vanjo", his voice was sticky, as if it came out from deep in his throat, "Oh no, it's Cairns Lesenba, you don't want to play tricks."

The young prince lazily shrugged, "Didn't you first identify me as being of demon blood?" He twirled the gemstone wrench on his thumb, "I have heard such rumors before, since everyone If you have doubts, how about clearing up the misunderstanding first before discussing cooperation?"

The man's calm demeanor made it difficult to say anything.

The Pope snorted twice, "I'd like to see how you can prove your bloodline." He turned his head to Cheng Shu's position, the fat on his chin piled up, "Pass the knife to His Excellency the Prince."

Keynes, whose nail tip just touched the other finger, raised his head helplessly, "Do you not believe me?"

"I just believe in justice more." The Pope, who couldn't see his neck, looked up proudly, "You don't want to be accused of being a fake either."

"Of course", the man smiled, obediently took the sharp dagger handed over by the handsome attendant, and politely said thank you to him.

Such a polite and alienated attitude is obviously pleasing and has also brushed up the favorability of many blood nobles below. No matter whether they are Fanzhuo or Le Senbai, such an excellent image at least supports the facade of the blood clan, let alone the means. The is also good.

The more dangerous a person is, the more they should be friends.

The nobles of the Demon Party are especially aware of this. The leader Gerrit has obeyed the call of his ancestors and fell into a deep sleep. If he can't find a better and stronger cover, according to the previous style of the Demon Party, life will probably not be much easier. , this war is the best warning.

The power of this clan is already so strong that even if it wants to, it can't make big waves. It's better to grow up obediently under the care of the secret party, and let's talk about the juniors in the future. Besides, the demon party and the secret party have been fighting each other for so many years. The ancestors did not allow their potential to be developed, which is equivalent to doing nearly a thousand years of laborious and thankless useless work.

If this truce is successfully negotiated... maybe the benefits to the demons outweigh the disadvantages.

Thinking of this, many people's eyes changed when they looked at the chief seat.

The man didn't seem to be aware of the sight around him, as the dagger lightly slid across his fingertips, blood rolled out, and Cheng Shu frowned slightly as he watched from the side, feeling a little distressed.

It was as if the cut had been made on my heart, itching and astringent.

Yin Hong rippled in a small glass of water, and Cheng Shu walked up to the Pope with the glass in his hand, seeing the puppet being thrown into the water with his own eyes, the fat middle-aged man almost wanted to put his whole body in front of the glass to see what was inside After half a moment, the color on his face gradually faded, and there were even some signs of turning blue.

The puppet wriggled well in the water without any damage.

Cheng Shu slightly bent his lips in a corner where no one could see.

It should be said that the demons had the same blood as the secret party before they fell into the devil, but after falling into the devil, the turbid matter between the heaven and the earth will be slowly sucked into their bodies, so that the blood becomes as strongly corrosive as high-concentration sulfuric acid sex.

All the puppets that the Pope took out for tonight were the lowest quality puppets. The material is extremely easy to be destroyed immediately. Once the effect is produced, it will not be obvious anymore, but nothing happened.

Compared with the previous high-spirited, the pope's face is not so quiet.

"Have you finished?" Cairns smiled softly, "Can you put down the glass and let the distinguished guests here have a look?"

The middle-aged man with a swollen face seemed unable to accept this fact, he threw the glass away and smashed the glass all over the floor. "It's fake!!! It's all fake!!!" He broke the ring on his hand fiercely, "You are obviously a demon, and you have deceived them by tricks!! Could it be that the secret party can't see your face clearly? Is it true!!"

The pope threw down the empty red wine glass again, and said in a harsh and hysterical tone, "The peace of the three clans is farting! Your secret party just wants to destroy the world with the demon party!!"

"They are all evil races!!"

Cheng Shu heard behind him that he had a headache, but the man suppressed it all night, and at this moment he just wanted to explode, and he obviously couldn't choose what to say, "Did you make a fake puppet!! And that drop of blood... ....", as if he suddenly thought of something, he frantically searched for it, with a surprised look on his face, "Yes... yes, yes... I still have a drop of blood here... ....it is true......"

He finally took out the vial, and some blessed men waved it in front of Cairns triumphantly, "My lord prince didn't expect to capsize in the gutter." He smiled heartily, "It's a pity that they will find out about you soon. It’s true, hahaha.”

The people in the first seat were not moved by it, they just smiled, as if they were watching a farce.

Seeing his appearance, the people below felt a little more at ease, and the demons who were a little bit ready to make a fuss suppressed it, wanting to see what the man was going to do.

After the blood melted into the water, the pope triumphantly hooked a puppet worm on his hand, quite proudly. He turned his head and smiled at Keynes, "How are you feeling now?" Fatty fingers Holding the bug and shaking it over the cup, "If you beg me... I might take it back."

The handsome prince looked at him with a smile, "Your Excellency, please."

"You asked for it!" The man's fingers suddenly loosened, and the puppet fell into the cup.

This time the pope didn't look closely, but put it in the middle of the table, and he clapped his hands and walked to the side, "Everyone, take a closer look, aren't you afraid of such unreputable collaborators? There are still ridiculous three clans Peace agreement, how stupid!"

The Pope changed the subject, "However, if everyone is willing to join me..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"The pope of the human race is such a sensationalist?"

A member of the secret party stood up and gracefully brushed off the non-existent dust on his body. It was Carter Rimore whom Cheng Shu hadn't seen for a while. Ronnie with an indifferent face was sitting on his left.

Standing behind the short and fat body, the young man feels at ease.

Cheng Shu could see the top of the man's bald head. While the Pope sneered, a drop of sweat rolled down from the back of his head.He pointed at Carter who stood up, with a disdainful tone, "What kind of bastard are you? Didn't see... what?!"

The man reached for the cup with one hand, and was about to use it to mock him, but when he lowered his head, he found that the puppet was still inside, and was so frightened that he almost couldn't even hold the cup steadily.

"How...how could this happen", he muttered palely, "impossible...impossible..."

"It's you, right!" The Pope's hand holding the cup burst out with veins, his eyes fixed on Keynes, "You set me up? This is a conspiracy!" He turned to the people below, "Did you see that? ?! This is a conspiracy!!"

"..." No one answered him.

"Are you blind?! Cairns Lesen is a demon! Demon!!"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Pope," someone from the secret party said, "You have tried it twice, and the king didn't care about it before playing this childish game with you, but it's time for the game to end."

"I think so too." Carter Rimore, who was standing on the side, smiled slightly. "It seems that the Pope doesn't want to discuss cooperation with us, so there seems to be no need to show respect to you." He waved, "Come on people."

"My lord, what are your orders?" A group of heavily armed Secret Party fighters walked out from the back. The demons present felt a little bit, and realized that these people were all blood servants with eighth-level magic power. They just listened to the Pope's words. There was still some sloshing in my heart, and I suppressed it almost instantly.

Don't gamble with your life.

"Your Majesty, how do you deal with this disrespectful..." Carter raised the corners of his lips, "What about those who have ulterior motives?"

"You can't do this to me! Humans won't agree to your terms without me! You won't get what you want!" The pope struggled to wriggle his fat body under the grasp of the people on both sides, "This is all Keynes' conspiracy! He wants to divide you and conquer the world!!"

Cheng Shu's face was full of black lines, the Pope is also very brainy,

"Take it away," the man in the seat finally said lightly, "Carter will deal with it." He rubbed his temples and seemed a little sleepy. "Everyone, please go back and rest first, and we will continue to discuss in the evening."

The pope next to him had already been gagged, he couldn't make a sound, and someone below asked: "I don't know what the prince is going to do with the silver cross center outside, and this..."

He was referring to Cheng Shu.

The handsome young man bowed his head slightly as a salute to the seat, "It doesn't hinder you, I will participate in the negotiation in place of the Pope tonight." He curled his lips into a smile, "The human race will not have only one representative, and will not allow stupid The leader of the leader to hinder the interests of the public", he stroked the handle of the dagger he just took back, "The Silver Cross Center is not loyal to the Pope, they only serve the biggest winner."

Having said that, he raised his hand and shook hands with Keynes, "Have a nice cooperation, Your Excellency the Prince."

Amidst the voices in the audience who were amazed that the secret party's chess pieces were buried so deep, the man at the top smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Pleasant to work with."

He mouthed silently, baby.