On the Feasibility of Lei Wen Become a God

As soon as Lei Zhe looked up, he realized that he was not going to fight himself anymore, and now he wished he could kill himself by beating eggs.

"Why put on such a pitiful appearance, when you showed me your ability, you should have prepared yourself mentally?" Morris was unmoved.

Although I have long been prepared to be stripped off by you, I never thought that even my underwear would be stripped clean!Lei Zhe glared at Morris angrily, then took a small step back silently.

Lei Zhe's cowardly and pitiful appearance obviously pleased a certain big demon king. He coughed lightly, and finally got to the point: "As you told me that day, mutual suspicion will only uselessly consume internal strength. I confess to you Certain cognitions, the purpose is not to threaten or intimidate, I just want to save you from the work of guessing how much skill information I have collected."

"Thank you so much!" Looking at Morris's angelic devil face, Lei Zhe couldn't stop his tone from being filled with the violent meaning of "your sister".

"Of course, by the way, I would also like to remind you that if you have any skills that are suitable for the current situation, it's best not to hide them. Rather than try your best to hide them, and then be easily seen by me..."

Morris bowed slightly, and leaned close to Lei Zhe's face, his silver eyes were filled with a soft color like the morning light: "Why don't you ask me to help you, and when you want me to avoid it, you can just say it, I promise Will cooperate with you."

This kind of focused and gentle look... It's a foul at all, you bastard!

Lei Zhe roared in his heart and silently blushed his ears.

Now that it has been exposed to such an extent, pretending to be clever to conceal it can only be self-defeating, Lei Zhe thought about the obstacles in front of him, and also considered the extent to which he could do it alone, Had to bow his head and admit that working with Morris was the best choice.

Lei Zhe reluctantly handed another hole card in front of the big devil: "Help me collect the list of key figures on the heretic side, the kind of people who will have an impact on the battle situation if they are unlucky, and, This person must have no more than two subordinates."

"Follow your orders, my lord knight." Morris, who had succeeded in trickery, tapped his shoulders with one hand as a joke, and performed a standard follower salute.

Role-playing PLAY or something... it's already illegal, you bastard!

Lei Zhe shook his ears, turned his head, and blushed.

Although there was no progress on the issue of spies, with the support of Morris's precise and sharp intelligence and Lei Zhe's sky-shattering "Tian Liang Wang Po" skill, the heretics inevitably fell into a more chaotic situation. Various tragedies continue to occur on the battlefield...

A powerful pagan roared and rushed forward, then... tripped and fell on the flat ground with a bang, and was stabbed by a passing rookie before he recovered his senses.

A shrewd and capable pagan whispered an idea in the ear of his lord priest, but he spoke too excitedly. He accidentally tore off the only remaining clump of hair on his lord's head, and was turned from half bald to completely bald. The priest's face was swollen with a slap, and he withdrew from the decision-making level with hatred.

A pagan with exquisite sword skills was about to deal a fatal blow to his opponent, but the sword snapped in two as soon as it touched the armor, so he had to flee all over the place, hoping to find a replacement before he was hacked to death. weapon, but with the attribute of lucky E, what will happen to this...

A pagan who was in charge of the food just sneezed and added too much of a certain seasoning. As a result, his commander's voice was hoarse and he could not give orders, so he was tragically paralyzed by the cane.

The ball of erosion in the hand of a certain priest with profound spell power was ready to go, when he was hit by someone suddenly, and his hand slipped, and his dear son standing by was disfigured just like that.

……

Luck is always similar, but unlucky people have their own tragedies. In this rhythm of seeing pagans acting stupid every day, it is no longer a matter of course that Mary led the knights to win the final victory.

This battle with a grand opening, a thrilling process, and a happy ending lasted for a month, and finally came to an end.The pagan retreated back to his hometown with his tail between his legs and screaming, and the castle in the Netherlands was full of joy.Abundant food is put on the table and left to be eaten.Accompanied by silver spoons, the versatile soldiers sang poems of victory.

The Viscount Netherlands, who fought bloody battles, was finally able to sit down, slowly sipping black tea and admiring his son's stupidity.

The guards spontaneously formed a circle around the viscount, smiling and looking at the heir to the viscount who was dancing and spitting in the center of the crowd: "Do you still remember the situation before departure? At that time, I stood so domineeringly on the steps , waved his hand, and sent blessings, 'If anything happens to her, I want you to bury her with her!'. Did you feel particularly inspired at that time?"

"I don't feel motivated at all! The only feeling is that you are joking, Young Master."

"So this is a blessing, Master Flores, your blessing is a bit strange."

"I always thought you were sleepwalking at that time, are you serious about your feelings..."

The guards complained shamelessly, but Lei Zhe heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the system's notification tone.

"During the test... stare, flick your sleeves, pretend to be an angry emperor, and read out with a roar. The skill activation conditions are met, consume all the integrity of the host's body 8340, and the skill is activated! In the next 8340 minutes, the subordinates will do their best to protect the host according to the requirements of the skill initiator. Mary."

Although the war has come to an end, the spy still hasn't been caught, so it's always better to do something just in case.Lei Zhe turned his head to look at the doting and helpless smile on Mary's face, thinking about repairing the "broken throat" once his integrity returned.

Mary put down the black tea and beckoned. Lei Zhe rushed forward and offered the dog's head.Mary flicked Lei Zhe's silver-white soft hair, and couldn't hide her distress: "I know how to mess around. Look at how thin you are, and your cheeks are no longer bulging. Hurry up and eat something, eat more meat." .”

Hey, what's the measure of puffy cheeks?Lei Zhe was dissatisfied with fried hair: "What kind of meat is there, I'm not a hamster, stuffing something into my cheek pouch can make my cheeks round!"

Mary patted Aizigou's head and turned a deaf ear: "I specially ordered someone to prepare a lot of cheese pudding for you, go quickly...don't be robbed of them all in a while."

"Who dares to snatch our young master's pudding, don't you want to live! As long as you give orders, young master, he will spit it out for you after eating!" The guard, who blushed from drinking, booed loudly.

Lei Zhe smiled and waved his hands: "I appreciate the kindness. As for the pudding I snatched back, please forgive me for being insensitive."

"Let's go, escort our young master to eat pudding!"

The guards coaxed Lei Zhe away, and Mary looked at the lively scene in front of her with relief in her eyes.Now even if he doesn't have his own control, Lei Zhe can probably control the Nederland Manor subduedly...

As soon as Lei Zhe came to the table, he was pulled away by the judges.As soon as they pushed the man onto the bench, the interrogation began...

"Come on, tell me the truth, how on earth did you convince that guy named Joe that his accomplice had betrayed? The chief judge only said that you used a divorce plan, but it doesn't make sense at all. Fanatics are famous for their mouths. hard!"

Lei Zhe resolutely blamed the problem on Morris: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but the chief arbitrator won't let me say it."

"Okay." The adjudicators reluctantly changed directions: "Also, why do you and the chief adjudicator want so many lists of little people? You must know who is the smartest and who is the most powerful among those heretics. The strongest, who is the most respected brother almost broke his leg! At least tell us how the result is."

Lei Zhe once again cast the blame on Morris: "No, I really didn't do anything, I just helped the adjudicator sort out the information, and he was doing the specific things..."

"Master Flores." A personal guard interrupted Lei Zhe: "Although I don't know exactly what you did, everyone knows that what you did is definitely not simple. Your Excellency Morris is the kind of A man who would rather jump into a cesspit than deal with nobles, I don't believe he comes to you every day for small things that anyone can do."

Lei Zhe: "..." One or two people shouldn't be so up to the mark, okay? The people in ancient times are so simple and easy to fool!

"To be honest, I complained to my brothers about you coming to the front line without authorization..." The guard raised his glass and respected Lei Zhe: "I apologize to you for my rudeness in the past. Now, I am sincerely grateful You and the judges are here, thank you for everything you have done for the Netherlands, even though some of this has not been made public, still, thank you."

The guards raised their glasses together and looked at the judges with a smile. After a moment of surprise, the judges raised their glasses one after another and accepted the gratitude from the soldiers.

After the toast, the atmosphere became even more heated. Specifically, Lei Zhe became the target of public criticism, and was co-extorted by the guards and the adjudicator to confess what he was doing in the hut with the adjudicator every day.

In fact, everyone didn't really want to find out anything, it was purely the pitiful look of the young master Flores who said "please let me go", it was really painful, facing a Madoka who almost hugged his head and shook his ears If you don't poke and tease, how can you satisfy the bad taste of these rough men? Opportunities to bully the heir of the Viscount Netherlands are not available all the time.

Five minutes later, the gang of rioting bastards around them had already started discussing the feasibility of extracting a confession by feeding them green peppers.

Lei Zhe huddled into a ball, silently remembering his demeanor that cats hated dogs back then.

Until a magnetic voice interjected into their discussion: "Excuse me, can you lend me Flores for a while?"

"Master Judge."

"Mr. Morris."

When people looked at this smiling man, they unconsciously lowered their voices and behaved properly.

"Master Flores, would you mind having a drink with me?"

Lei Zhe was taken aback by Morris' approaching and hugging his shoulders, his nasal cavity was suddenly filled with the smell of the other party, the smell of alcohol, blood, and a special kind of cold rosin.His brain blanked uncontrollably for a moment, and he heard an unsounding song faintly coming from a distance.

"Suffocate! Suffocate! His arms are tightening around my throat, I can't breathe, my heart is beating like a drum, my blood is racing..."

Lei Zhe was dragged out of the seat by Morris in a daze, followed him staggeringly out of the crowd, and finally stopped in front of the starry sky on the tower.

Claw Heart was suddenly stuffed into a glass of red wine, and the handsome Judge raised his glass from a distance under the starlight.

"Respect the unknown hero."