future game space

In the meeting hall, Zhang Yang leaned his elbows on the table and rubbed his temples on both sides with his index and ring fingers through the mask.

After Zhu Sanjiao had eaten and drank enough, he went out and called Baron Pilouel in. When the down-and-out Baron saw Zhu Sanjiao, he was obviously a little uncontrollably surprised. It was because he couldn't figure out what Zhu Sanjiao was.

He came in from outside the castle that he regarded as tightly guarded.

The Baron was a little nervous and full of ideas. To sum it up in the simplest sentence: Damn it! Why are so many wizards coming to my castle?

Baron Pilouel clearly felt that his life was being threatened. No one would be used to someone else suddenly taking charge of their own home, and... he was still a majestic Baron of the Empire!

Pilouel asked softly, his ability to flatter you was already natural: "My lord, what do you want from me?"

"How many guards are there in the city?" Zhang Yang didn't say anything. Zhu Sanjiao said this.

Pilouel's heart suddenly thought, isn't it enough to rob the castle? He also needs to rob his soldiers?

"Very few..." Pilouel thought in his mind that if Xiao Jiujiu could become a baron, how could he be an ordinary person?

"How much is very little?" Zhu Sanji was so stretched that he let out a lengthy burp.

"Not much." Pilouel said carelessly.

"Do you want to be a military prostitute?" Zhu Sanjia patted the table lightly.

Pilouel's face twitched, and the wrinkled corners of his eyes looked like a swimming fish: "There should be three thousand troops."

Pilouel already felt his buttocks were a little itchy. Medieval Europe still had some unique hobbies. At least such hobbies were still prevalent in the empire. Even the king of that empire still tried to be handsome because of his strong curiosity.

As for being a man, Pilouel didn't think his physique could withstand the torture of those guards in Pilou City.

Pilouel wanted to curse: ***! I am an honest man.

"Three thousand are not even enough to squeeze through your teeth." Zhu Sanjiao sighed. If it were replaced by three thousand knights, there might be some chance of winning against the vampires. Three thousand guards could only be regarded as a generous gift to the vampires.

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"Well, there are hundreds of thousands of guards in the empire, why don't you go and take the king's idea?" Pilouel suggested. What he was thinking and what Zhang Yang and the others were thinking were not the same thing at all. He only hoped that Zhang Yang and Zhu Sanjiao would be quick.

Get out of his sight as far away as possible!

Better to die in the Empire.

Zhu Sanjiao laughed playfully: "Well, Lord Baron, you should have quite a few wives, right?"

Pilou's eyes widened and he shook his head quickly: "Just an old lady! An old woman who doesn't know how to be charming!"

With that said, Pilouel quickly turned around and left in a hurry. Behind him, Zhu Sanjiao was still shouting: "Um, do you have a daughter?"

Pilouel rushed out with a "swish" as if his butt was on fire.

Zhu Sanjiao turned to look at Zhang Yang: "Is he thinking too much? I'm just concerned about his family situation?"

Zhang Yang coughed, got up and walked to the window. He opened the window, and the cold wind blew in. After opening the window, he could see the small square not far away. There were two bards who came together in the square, telling the story.

What they saw and heard on the road praised the mysterious forest, and they also did not forget to praise the Vatican Knights who saved them.

Smart people can see some clues from their words and deeds. Although the Holy See of the Vatican is within the empire, it is not fully recognized by the empire. Its status is slightly better than that of the wizards. Naturally, they do not dare to be too blatant in their missionary work.

, these bards are missionaries wearing the clothes of tourists, preaching the glorious deeds of the Holy See in the Vatican.

The naughty children threw out the tomatoes that had been packaged long ago, hitting one of them on the forehead. The missionary was so angry that he took off his sheepskin boots and chased after the children.

"At this time, the vampires and the Holy See are just having some friction in secret. Why not take this opportunity to help them." Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. He had no intention of confronting the vampires head-on. That would be a waste of time. He had

The method can annihilate all the vampires and at the same time... provoke a real war between the vampires and the Holy See of the Vatican. By then, the progress of this plot world will naturally be accelerated. As soon as Lu Chen and the others arrive, Zhang Yang can start to make his real plan

Things to do.

"How to do it?" Zhu Sanjiao asked hurriedly.

Zhang Yang's eyes were still staring at the square. The missionary had just grabbed the boy by the collar and was about to stuff the sheepskin boots into the boy's mouth when the missionary was also lifted up. The boy's father is a blacksmith from Pilou City.

, that physique was much stronger than that of a missionary. The skinny missionary looked at the boy's father with pleading eyes like a little chicken.

The boy's father gave the missionary a fist as big as a sandbag, and the missionary was beaten to a pulp. He could already see little stars spinning in front of his eyes.

"Catch those two missionaries first. I need to know the approximate location of the Holy See in the Vatican." Zhang Yang spoke again.

After Zhu Sanjiao heard Zhang Yang's instructions, an afterimage formed under his feet and left the meeting hall. Soon, Zhang Yang saw the down-and-out Baron Piloure and six soldiers standing outside in the small square.

Behind the strong man, Pilouel poked the strong man's waist with his finger, and proudly made a sharp voice, saying: "Put him down."

The boy's father turned around and saw the Baron, and he became respectful and said, "Baron, these are the missionaries from the Holy See. Do you want me to deal with him first?"

Pilouel stretched out his fingers to straighten his eyebrows, opened his clothes a little, revealing the golden hairs on his chest, and said proudly: "Don't you forget my name? The golden lion who dominated the battlefield back then was me! You!

Do you think I can’t deal with this skinny monkey? Don’t worry, I also solved a bunch of vampires not long ago!”

If Lin Pingzhi's pretense is due to Zhang Yang's deception and pure external pretense, then Baron Pilou is completely pretentious from the inside out. As a baron, even in front of Zhang Yang, Pilou

Al looked groveling, but in front of these civilians, Pilou must maintain his majesty.

"Yes." The strong man flicked the missionary in his hand, and the skinny monkey-like missionary fell to the ground, wailing feebly. The other missionary who followed him wanted to run away when he saw this situation.

, before he could run away, four baron guards had already picked him up.

Pilouel stepped on the shoulder of the fallen preacher, pointed to the dilapidated bell tower, and said: "Did you see it? That is the masterpiece of my lord, the golden lion! I don't want to disappear like the top of the building.

Just be honest with me."

Pilou is very good at taking advantage of every possible opportunity to show off. Since Zhang Yang doesn't want the credit, he naturally grabs it from him without any courtesy. If one day Zhang Yang has a good temper, he will leave the city of Pilou.

, isn’t there just one more legend about him?

After seeing the ruined bell tower, the missionary trembled and fainted.

Piloure opened the front of his shirt a little more, revealing the two chest muscles that had been trained for a long time, and let out a weird roar. Not to mention, Pilouel's affectation made many fat women on the street cheer.

Standing up, looking at the golden hairs on the chest full of masculine scent, these women wanted to rush forward and wait for Pilouel's arrival.

Pilou hurriedly closed his clothes. The only sad thing about him was this. There were too many fat women in Pilu City. He wanted to find a true soul mate, but this could only exist in dreams, thinking about his chest.

With those one-of-a-kind golden hairs, Pilouir sighed heavily, kicked the missionary hard on the ground, ordered the two personal guards behind him to lift him up, and walked toward the castle in a swaggering manner.

"Lord Baron! I want to give you a child!"

"Lord Baron! Please come and insult me!"

It would be very scary for a woman to let go at this time. Pilouel didn't need to look back to know who shouted these two voices. When he thought of the pair of dark and fat sisters, Pilouel felt a tremor in his lower body.

Soft, it will never be possible to regain its glory...

Pilouel hurried back to the castle meeting hall. After the personal guards left, Pilouel slowly brought in a bucket of water like a slave, and then asked for advice: "That... you need my help.

To wake them up?"

"There's so much nonsense, hurry up." Zhu Sanjiao said impatiently. Zhang Yang, who was standing in front of the window, just looked back and continued to look out the window.

Pilouel no longer hesitated, and poured a bucket of clear cold water directly on the two "skinny monkeys" into drowned rats. The two "drowned rats" shuddered at the same time, and then tremblingly knelt down on the ground and knocked hard.

head.

"Lord Baron! Let us go, we will never come to Pilu City to preach again!" Both of them spoke in the same voice, but what they thought in their hearts was completely opposite to what they said.

"As long as you let me go, I will find a bunch of knights to destroy your bullshit Pilu City!"

"Turn around, those two are the adults!" Pilouel jumped hard and kicked the two people's bodies with both feet at the same time. After falling to the ground, he did not forget to tear open the front of his clothes habitually and roared.

A voice.

"Wow! The Baron is interested in those two poles!"

The duo of fat black sisters heard Pilouel's wild roar and shouted with loud voices in the square.

Pilouel was heartbroken...