Chapter 669: Deification

"Holy King"

At dinner, Robben, who had been hungry for a day, was eating voraciously, while his eyes widened at the table, and he looked at himself incredibly surprised.

Robben's mouth was full of silence, and he looked at everyone in surprise. The elves and demons seemed to know very well what was going on, but humans on the mainland looked at themselves in disbelief.

"Are you swollen?" Robben asked vaguely. He always thought that the second prince was playing tricks to calm the public's anger, but now it seems that this matter is still a bit serious. Even Alia's face showed a look of surprise, which was not easy.

"Robben, you heard it right? Your Majesty is really going to make you the Holy King?" Mess looked the most surprised.

"Really, didn't Sasha and Fanny arrive at the square at that time? Didn't you hear it?" Robben looked at Sasha with some confusion.

Sasha shook her head, "There was a lot of noise around her at that time, and those people were yelling like crazy. We had a strange attitude, so I really didn't hear clearly what the pervert on the stage said."

"Oh, that's it, but he really said he was named me as that holy king, Mess, what is that thing? Is that one more official than the duke? What new palace is needed to be built?"

Mess blinked a few times, as if to calm down his mood, and then said: "Robben, this so-called 'Holy King' is not any of the imperial official positions, but his status is only the same as that of the Great Emperor."

Robben rolled his eyes and curled his lips indifferently, "What did I think it is? Isn't that exactly the same as the Duke of the Empire? I am just the boss of the Second Prince." As he said that, Robben began to swallow it again.

Mess looked at Robben helplessly, "Robben, this...is different. Do you even know the origin of the Holy King?"

Robben's answer was unusually straightforward, "I don't know"

Looking at Robben, who was shaking his head, Mess couldn't help but feel angry, "You, Your Majesty has appointed you as the Holy King, and you actually have this attitude, it's really..."

Scratching his head, Robben chuckled, "I really can't remember some things. Last time I encountered a big disaster at home, I survived alone. After that... I can't remember many things..."

As he said that, Robben smiled, "Fortunately you have been by my side, otherwise I would have been wandering on the streets." Robben quickly played the card of warmth and looked at Metz with tenderness.

When talking about the past, Mess felt warm in his heart. Thinking of Robben's miserable experience, he couldn't help but sigh, "Robben, I will always be by your side, always..."

Robben almost burst into tears, "My wife, can you tell me now what the hell is that Holy King?"

"Look... Robben learned bad things. No matter how I look, how I feel that the vixen seemed to have been deceived somewhere." On the side, Sasha pulled Fanny and bit her ears in a low voice.

Fanny looked at Robben with doubt, "Has it been taught by her sister?"

Mess sorted out his thoughts and said, "Simply put, the Holy King is not an official position, but a title. This title does not belong to the imperial official position system or the honor system. It is the most special title of the empire. In the history of the empire, this title only appeared once, and it was also for that enthronement that he had this title."

"Oh" Robben listened very seriously.

"About three hundred years, nearly four hundred years ago, the empire entered a difficult period. After the initial weakness and tolerance, the empire had already reached some scale under the painstaking management of several emperors. This also aroused the vigilance of some powerful countries, and troubles followed one after another, because the power of the empire was not strong enough at that time, but everything that the empire was unwilling to manage was restricted from then on, and even the national strength declined, and it was in a dilemma. Submission would be safe, but from then on, they would be shackled by the great power. If they resisted, they might be destroyed, but they might also usher in new hopes. At this time when it was difficult to make a decision, a person appeared beside the emperor."

Metz's soft description had attracted everyone's attention. Maomao, who had no appetite, climbed onto the table in front of Metz early and lay there listening honestly.

"In the records left by the empire, there seems to be no too many records of the origin of this man. He seems to suddenly appear from His Majesty. This man is a genius."

"Ghost?" Robben was puzzled.

Mess looked at Robben and smiled and said, "Yes, he is a genius. I don't know what method he used. He was valued by the emperor. After that, the empire implemented a series of institutional improvements and made many unexpected countermeasures to deal with the difficulties of other major powers at that time. Although some methods seemed incredible and even subverted common sense, in the end... they were all the empires who got the greatest benefits. During those decades, the entire continent seemed to be under his control, and the operation of the entire continent was within his expectations. Again and again, the empire achieved a strange victory of winning with fewer victory, even without bloodshed. Finally, in the twelfth year after his appearance, a great power was willing to establish friendly relations with the empire, and just before that, we had just annihilated their 400,000 troops."

Zhuge Liang, Luo Ben couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"In those decades, this man made great achievements every year. In the end, he had a great official title and a minister, and his fiefs were spread all over the empire. The empire had no rewards, but he was still making more and more profits for the empire. In the end, the emperor came up with the title of "Saint King" and awarded him."

Robben understood this time, nodded slightly, but asked: "So that's how this title comes from, but is this title useful?"

"Roben, the Holy King is the incarnation of the Great Emperor. Where the Great Emperor cannot be seen, the Holy King is the Great Emperor." Mess answered briefly.

Robben couldn't help but stare, "Wouldn't that mean..."

"That is to say, my Majesty, what do you want me to explain to you now?"

After thinking about Mess' words carefully, Robben frowned, "Does that mean that another boss on my head is the second prince's bastard, but I have to take care of more things than before?"

When Mess heard Robben's question, he was stunned and laughed, "Robben, you...you actually think so, hahaha, do you want to make me laugh?"

"Robbon, it seems that after you became this duke, you never seemed to have managed any official duties. When you were in the Duke's Mansion, those official documents were reviewed by the vixen for you..." Sasha's voice came from the side.

Robben called out, "Is this... that's the case?"

"Yes," Fanny nodded with certainty, "We will always help my sister, but outside of you running around, you never seem to have any care about anything you should do, so you don't have to worry about how much you have to be responsible for."

"Ah...hahahaha..." Robben could only smile foolishly.

Mess, who had tears in his eyes, finally stopped and whispered, and the corners of his mouth still twitched to Robben: "If you talk about it, you are really similar to the first generation of Holy King. You are always unreasonable in doing things, but the results you get in the end are pretty good."

"It was taught by my wife?" Robben said it was nice.

Mess, who was smiling, suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Roben, do you know that this Holy King has another title?"

Robben looked at Mess's cunning smile and asked inexplicably: "What title?"

"Robben, you will be a spiritual leader"

"What? Spiritual Leader?"

Mess nodded immediately, "Yes, the Holy King was hesitant and decided strangely, but he always got unexpected results. He used all the resources he could use to control the situation of the continent. Sometimes he even used methods to make the magicians who control the power of the world's elementals feared. Do you know that Robben? He had strangely predicted the weather changes on the battlefield in many battles, and then reversed the situation without any effort. The wind and clouds in the sky seemed to obey his call, but... he was an ordinary person who knew neither magic nor fighting spirit."

The more Robben heard, the more he felt like Zhuge Liang. Could it be that Zhuge Liang from a space traveled through time? If he could bring a few steps of ancient military books, then in this war, the number of people, the configuration of troops, and the solidity of the fortifications, in this continent, where the victory or defeat was determined by the number of people, the configuration of troops, and the solidity of the fortifications, in this barbaric war mode, Robben felt that although he would not know the wind and rain like Zhuge Liang, he could almost cross the battlefield. Unfortunately, he just had a wisp of wronged soul hit this continent, bringing even the root hair...

Robben was facing this side, and Mess on the opposite side continued: "Due to many unreasonable inferences and unbelievable results, the subjects of the Empire respected him as a god, asked him about many things, and the Emperor almost always asked him to accompany him, even his own prince gave him teachings. In the end, the Emperor built his palace for him, which was a little lower than the Temple of Light in the Empire at that time. During those decades, the people of the Empire worshiped him almost as much as the admiration for the God of Light."

"So powerful?" Robben was slightly surprised. It would be a waste of time for an ordinary person to be able to go alongside the gods.

"This saint king reigned for twenty-four years, and made countless contributions to the empire, many of which were miracles. No one can answer the situation he had predicted so far. From beginning to end, this saint king was a mystery. Perhaps it was precisely because of this mystery that the people of the empire admired him more and more. In front of the palace where he lived, countless people kneeled in front of the door to pray every day, extending from the front door to more than a dozen streets. It is said that the public security at the time is very bad, not because of robbers, but every evening, there will be residents of the imperial capital fighting for prayer positions closer to the palace."

"The night before, I'm going to grab the position..." Robben was very surprised.

"Of course, it is said that at that time, some houses close to the Holy King Hall were sky-high prices, which were more than ten times more expensive than the big houses in the center of the imperial capital. I think if we want to make some money now, we can buy all the surrounding land and houses first. When our Holy King Hall is built, we can make ten times immediately." Mess smiled cunningly.

"Forget it...what money is still making at this time? Besides, the money I borrowed from Thor last time was useless. Da Mao was so bored that he used those gold coins as materials to build his body..."

Mess smiled, "It's still our Lord who cares about the people, I'm far from enough."

Robben rolled his eyes, "If there were many people gathering in front of the house every day when they woke up, that would be really..."

After blinking, Mess's face returned to a bit of seriousness, "Robben, maybe what you said will really come true in a short while."

"What?"

"Robbon, this time, was not accidental. Thinking about it, it makes sense that your Majesty does this. Our identity is exposed and we must be pacified by the hearts of the people. Your Majesty has done this, and at the same time, it has given the people new hope. Robben, after the death of the Holy King, no one has ever had such achievements in the empire and can be called the title of Saint King. You are now the great duke of the empire and have made great contributions many times. It can be said that they are very similar to the Saint King back then. The empire is currently facing difficulties and the people have lost their spiritual sustenance. The appearance of the Saint King will greatly encourage the morale of the entire empire. I think, maybe you don't have to wait until our palace is built, and you will see them tomorrow morning."

Robben leaned his head close to Metz and asked very seriously: "Metz, what you said...is not true, right?"

"How dare I lie to Your Majesty?"

"Mess, I'm serious"

"Haha..." Mess looked serious and nodded seriously. "It's not wrong, Robben, I think those residents who didn't leave just now will probably not leave tonight. Although this was the controlled area of ​​the military camp in the past, it is now the new site of the Holy King's Hall. The military camp is probably going to be squeezed away."

Building a house, but trying to squeeze the imperial camp into a place and change the place. Robben felt weird when he heard it.

"Those people did not leave. Now outside the camp... it was very noisy. They seemed to be fighting all the time, but they didn't dare to make too loud noises. It's really hard for you humans to understand. I thought I had learned enough."

While fiddling with the dumplings on his plate with chopsticks, Su touched his slender ears in confusion.

Roben wiped the sweat from his forehead. Su was definitely right to say this. He also tried ear power with Subi once. With his full concentration and magical assistance, he could hear the vibration of the wings of the small insects about 200 meters in the quiet night.

Su told herself that she could roughly estimate the size and weight of the insect's wings based on the sound and frequency of the vibration of the insect's wings...

Could it be that when I am still alive, I will become a legend, or the kind that is offered to burn incense... Mr. Guan is a saint, so we can't compare to this. When I take it to myself, Robben feels uncomfortable all over.

"Robbon, isn't this very good? The matters of the demons have never been resolved. You are also trying your best to bring magic closer to human life. There is no spiritual belief in the empire now, this is an excellent opportunity."

Mess' words made Nalan, who had been eating quietly, stunned slightly, and then he couldn't help but open his eyes wide and looked at Robben with ecstasy face.

"Naran... what do you... want to say?" Robben saw Nalan's eyes shining.

"Robben, no... Please ask the master to atone for his sins. I was in a hurry, so..."

"Okay, okay, if you have something to do, let's say what you want to call Robben and the master in the future."

"Master, this is really a great opportunity. We had already had an impression among the soldiers before, but then we acted alone and had no chance to contact those soldiers. This time, it was an excellent opportunity. We could contact all the residents of the empire, which... this is simply."

Robben understood Nalan's words, but frowned, "This is not impossible, but the image of the demon god seems to be a bit scary for humans. If you take it out as a statue of a god, it would be a pity..."

Nalan shook his head quickly, "The Demon God is the ancestor of our demon clan, but we have many other objects of worship. In fact, every demon king has his own demon palace in the demon world to accept his own people's worship."

It turned out that purple-eyed guy was a guy who burned incense and kowtowed when he was alive...

"In this case... it seems to be a good idea..." Robben's eyes also lit up.

"Okay, let's talk about this first. When I fill my stomach, I haven't eaten for a day. Do you stop eating again today? Then I'm sorry?"

When Robben was halfway through his words, he had already dragged the unmoved plate in front of him. The tail of the hair moved, and there was no other reaction. It seemed that the plate of food had lost its appeal to him...

"Maomao, are you sick? Why don't you like to eat?" Maomao looked at Maomao with great concern. Although Maomao has lost weight now and is more attractive than before, his current appearance makes Mess a little worried.

Mess knew very well what Maomao meant to Robben. Although Robben didn't pay much attention to Maomao and often deprived Maomao of supper on the grounds of losing weight, Mess knew that Robben knew that his sisters, Sasha, and Su, and anyone around him would find something for Maomao to eat behind his back. In the worst case, Maomao would sneak to the kitchen to eat by himself. In fact, he hadn't lost weight once, but Maomao ate more than usual...

This is not so much a restriction on Maomao, but a kind of intimacy. With people like himself taking care of Maomao, Robben will feel at ease.

Although Maomao mingled with people like him all day long, what Maomao relied on the most was Robben. When the gods attacked, the situation in the camp was so critical that Maomao did not move, but sneaked out of the camp to help Robben...

However, it seems that Robben, a rough guy, has not found any inappropriate things about Maomao.

Mess stretched out his finger, slutty Maomao's chin, and asked softly: "Maomao, how do you feel recently? Apart from not being able to eat, are there any other uncomfortable places?"

Mao Mao shook his head listlessly, "Maybe he used his power too much. This is the first time I have transformed and used powerful power. Maybe I can just take a break for a while..."

A big hand reached out and dragged Maomao's tail to pull him away in Maomao's helpless eyes...
To be continued...