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"Lausanne! You'd better shut up! It's been hundreds of years, and I haven't heard anything good in your mouth!"

The female ghost first reprimanded Lausanne, then turned her head to look at William, who was facing (buried) sinking (head) like (bitter) water (thinking), and replied apologetically:

"William, Lausanne doesn't have any bad intentions, nor is he trying to embarrass you on purpose, he's just... um, his surname is Vankins, and your Vankins family... er... I think you should understand... …”

Hearing this, William stopped thinking about his own background and glanced at her strangely.

Ah...I do understand.

[Angry Flame Legion] Those naive are also a virtue. They are almost born with the ability to not lift a pot without opening it. No matter how good the atmosphere is, as long as they open their mouths, they can definitely kill them with a single sentence.

If it weren't for their strength, they were not bad. According to the way they spoke and the speed at which they offended people, they would have been beaten to death long ago. What's even more outrageous is that this ability is suspected to be bound to the bloodline of the mad war demon. The higher the bloodline concentration, the stronger the strength, the greater the ability to be beaten.

Hmm... If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be a problem. The growth of the mad war demon requires endless battles. If you don't flirt, you will make others angry. Why should they fight you? Fencing?

Therefore, this old ancestor actually just played a good tradition. He himself must have no malicious intentions, but it stemmed from the desire to fight in the blood, and subconsciously offended people.

Well, when I have the skills, I will also give play to the family tradition - the person with the big fist is the truth. Let him know what real malice is!

……

Not knowing that William was planning a filial piety, the sturdy Lausanne was looking carefully at the man who claimed to be his descendant.

Although he is not short, he is not very tall; although he is not thin, he is not very strong; although his face is not a sissy, he does not even have a beard...

Alas...how can my descendants look...so ugly? This face doesn't even have the masculinity of a man!

Especially on the lower half of his face and chin, he can't even see a single stubble, and the heroic heart-protecting hair is definitely gone. How will he find girls in the future?

Thinking of this serious problem, Lausanne's heart suddenly felt sad.

Back then, my Vankins family was the top two beautiful male family in the North, how could it be so unsatisfactory five hundred years later? In other words... the people in the family don't all look so ugly now...

"That... your name is William, right?"

Thinking of the possible tragedy of the family now, Lausanne licked his slightly dry lips, and asked eagerly:

"How many people are there in our Vankins family now? How big is the territory? It looks so ugly... Well, how many ordinary people look like you? Are there any women willing to marry?"

When William heard this, he touched his face in amazement.

With this "unremarkable" face, it was the first time in his life that he was given the adjective ordinary.

Speaking of which, the Vankins family used to be in the Principality of the North, and they moved to the vicinity of the royal capital later. The aesthetics of this guy won't be the same as Pomona's, right?

While thinking about the logic, William recalled a little, frowned and said:

"There are not many people in the family. If you count men, women and children, it is probably more than 1,000 to less than 2,000. As for the territory, there is still a few pieces, but the location and output are not very good. As for people like me Ordinary... ordinary people, there should be only one."

There's only one, it's okay, it's okay, there's still help.

After receiving the reply, Lausanne let out a long sigh of relief and finally regained his heart, but the rest of the terrifying knights couldn't hold back a little.

"What about our Thomas's? How about our Thomas's?"

"The Cardan family! Have you heard of a family called Cardan?"

"Anderson! Has the Anderson family heard of it?"

More than twenty terrifying knights quickly surrounded him, scrambling to ask William about their current situation, their eyes full of eagerness.

After death, most people's souls will be swept away by the Styx River. After washing away all their memories, they will go to the end. Only a very small number of people can go ashore by accident, and among those who are thrown out, only a very small number can. Retain basically intact memory.

And the underworld itself is astonishingly large. The place where these souls "go ashore" is not necessarily in the corpse king's territory, not to mention that some souls will die in accidents, or simply be swallowed by predators, or re-enter the Styx, or It was directly transformed into the most basic soul energy, and it was too late to pass on the situation of Flange.

The River Styx is the return of the dead, but the Underworld is not.

And there are many ordinary people who have never left the township in their entire lives. They don't even know who the current king is, let alone know the current situation of the big and small families in the South, the North, the North, the last fifty years or so. Not even such a ignorant guy.

It wasn't until the undead prince named Eber went to lie on the flange, and he sent back eight or nine hundred souls with a [Death Canopy]. They didn't know any information about Faraner, but it was only limited to those near the capital. Just news.

Looking at these eager guys, William pondered for a while, and instead of answering their questions immediately, he clapped his hands vigorously, signaling everyone to stop temporarily and listen to himself first.

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After the horror knights quieted down, William said sincerely:

"I know you are all in a hurry, but I have been the queen's bodyguard before, and I am not very clear about the things you want to ask, and your questions are too many and too complicated. If you come to ask together like this, even if I know The specific answer is not clear which one to answer first.”

"So, let's put down the news about your respective families first, and I can ask someone to help you inquire and check later, and try my best to meet your needs, but for now, let's pick the questions that everyone wants to know and ask.

Finally, after you have finished asking your questions, I also have two things I want to ask, and I have to rush back to find someone, so how about we limit ourselves to three questions? Discuss what you want to ask first, and then I will know everything. "

After listening to William's words, these terrifying knights who had been holding back for five hundred years looked at each other, finally nodded and agreed with his proposal, and got together to discuss.

"Ask him if that idiot named Peter is dead?"

"No! Let's ask him about the queen, she is a new saint after all."

"That matter can be asked later. We can't go back to the underworld now, so what should we do in the future?"

"Let's put the matter of the underworld aside for now. I want to ask the recent... ahem, cough, where is the place that makes people happy. I've been holding it back for five hundred years..."

……

While the horror knights were discussing what questions to ask, William was also thinking about what he wanted to ask.

As a "human player" who mainly hangs around in Flange, William's involvement in the underworld can only be regarded as a "simple taste".

The Austrian continent is really too big. As the center of the entire "world", the connected planes are not one or two.

Heaven, hell, abyss, astral world, shadow, element... Although the Netherland is most closely related to the Arcane Continent, it is actually only one of the planes, and the useful properties for human beings are still pitiful, only a large number of free The "labor" is still somewhat valuable.

For this kind of place where there are only "bones" but no oil and water, William will naturally not pay too much attention to it, so his knowledge of the underworld is really limited, only limited to some major events that affect Flange, there are really many problems Need to ask.

However, when he was still thinking about what he should ask, the terrifying knights over there had already negotiated the results, and the sturdy Lausanne stood up and asked solemnly on behalf of everyone:

"Is there any hope for Fran now...?"

……

William was stunned when he heard the words.

He had previously guessed what questions these people would ask, perhaps about what to do with themselves, perhaps about the current situation of the royal family, or what kind of person the queen who is a saint is.

But William really didn't expect that what these people finally brought up would be such a heavy topic.

His heart suddenly became hot, a feeling that he didn't know how to describe surged up, and he straightened up subconsciously.

William knew a lot of the past of these guys from Maggie's mind.

Lazy, rogue, full lsp. They may have various faults, but they were the ones who followed Frank I and tried to save the country five hundred years ago, and they were the ones who resolutely charged against the gate of the dead country...

This is an admirable army.

In addition to being a little moved, William also began to frown and think deeply.

So... is there any hope for Fran?

After thinking about it for a while, he came to the conclusion that although there is still hope, it can only be seen.

If the gate of the dead country is broken, as the meeting point between the underworld and the arcane continent, Flange is almost doomed to be turbulent forever.

But if...if that damned saint's plan is successful, this place will return to its original state. The demon blood descendants occupy the position of nobles, maintain a lifeless rule, and continue their never-ending abuse.

So in any case, the day when hope becomes reality is unlikely to come.

After confirming the answer to the question, William slowly raised his head and prepared to express his conclusion, but when he met the expectant gazes of the horror knights, he was unable to speak.

He really couldn't bear to pierce these guys' ideals.

But it's actually useless! Not only Fran I five hundred years ago, but even Avril now, everything they work for is essentially a beautiful dream, and it may indeed benefit several generations in the end, but in the end it cannot change the law. Lan's future.

After all, what determines everything is power. Although Flange is an empire in name, it is actually only a large province of the Holy Empire next to it, and its power is completely different.

And beliefs without strength are just beliefs. On the land of Flange, there is no soil for this pure belief to blossom and bear fruit.

Sometimes, silence is also an answer.

The hope on the faces of the terrifying knights faded first. Luosang clenched his fists and said with a very unwilling face:

"How is that possible! According to that soul fifty years ago, there is clearly 'hope' everywhere! Whether it's the royal capital or every principality, there are branches in all of them, and they even almost went to the barbarians! How could there be no such thing? That's it!"

"...???"

William's eyes suddenly widened.

You have a serious look on your face, but what you actually said was "a man's hope"?

The female ghost beside her had already guessed, she sighed and covered her face in shame, while William, who was over-compensating, took a deep breath and began to hesitate whether to make a fuss.

But because of the "know everything" that he said before, he had to resist the urge to destroy his ancestors, while gritted his teeth and replied:

"The chain of women's branch hospitals you asked about was closed five years ago. Only the Principality of Rust still has a main store. All the other branches have been ordered to be demolished, and there is no one left."

The horror knights couldn't hide their regret, and Lausanne smacked his lips in disappointment and muttered:

"Ah? Why do you want to seal it up!"

"Because it involves a large population transaction."

William replied angrily:

"The 'Hope' was originally run by the Principality of Rust. Later, the Grady family also participated, and then they began to secretly conduct large-scale population transactions, and the methods became more and more fierce, and they even began to kidnap civilians. It was sealed up by Her Majesty the Queen.

The Principality of Rust also launched two rebellions for this purpose, but they were both successfully suppressed, and all the people in charge of the Griddy family were hanged, so the 'hope' was gone! It's gone now! There will be no more! Do you have any other questions? "

"Ah...that's it...then it's fine to seal it up."

Found the look of contempt in William's eyes~www.novelmt.com~ Lausanne scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Then... is there... that... um... happy place in your territory? After all, we haven't been here for more than 500 years... Ahaha, you know."

"..."

This...is your three questions? I'll seal it all up as soon as I go back! Closed for a month! Suffocate you **** bastards!

"have."

William first gave a positive answer with a dark face, and then added without a smile:

"But it should be gone soon."

"Ah?! Why?"

Facing the dejected and doubtful eyes of his ancestors, William sneered and casually made up a reason:

"Her Majesty the Queen is here to guide the Dawn Leader. All entertainment venues are temporarily closed, understand?"

"what!"

When the old ancestor heard the words, his face changed greatly, he jumped up and grabbed William's shoulder.

"Queen? Is she in your territory now?"

……

"Is it here?"

A good-looking woman walked out of the darkness and walked to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion with an elegant gait.

She first looked curiously at the collapsed door, then closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath with an intoxicated expression.

"The smell of divine power! It seems that my luck is good!"