My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 025: The Power of Wisdom (2nd More Votes!

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“That's it!” Kerall plunged into the aura of five killers, smiling and speaking.

“Kid, go away.” Silver-haired pointy ears with cold openings.

“Why don't you listen to me for a second?” Kerall smiled and stood side by side with the big wave of blonde hair among the five.

“I do not know why you have slaughtered each other, but as a nobleman, I extend a cordial invitation here.” Kerall behaves like an authentic nobleman.

“Don't be ridiculous, get out of the way, or I'll kill you with me.” The silver-haired, pointy-eared sword waved cold and cold, "he said.

“No!!” Instead, the smallest sword stood in the way of the attack of the silver-haired, pointy-eared sword: “Senior Ineli! Our duty is to protect humans and not to kill! If Senior Ineli wants to kill someone, I won't let him go. ”

“Priscia, step aside.” Inélie drinks at Priscia.

“No!” said the little girl's sword, pointing at Inélie, stubbornly.

“Well, let me correct your point of view first.” Kerall smiled softly: “Why did you first place humans in a position of weakness, then put yourself in a position of dominion, dictator, guardian, power? ”

“No matter how you get your power," Kerall pressed his hand: "you can't put yourself in the highest position. ”

“First of all, your mindset is wrong, so there's a problem with your understanding of things: why can't humans kill?” Kerall opened his hands, and the whole town was in his hands, as if his breasts were capable of embracing the world.

“Humans are the least valuable thing! War, disease, anger, sadness, happiness, everything can kill fragile human beings, let alone others, human beings are not worth anything! What's the difference between ordinary beasts and humans who don't make their own contribution?” Kerall asked generously, “Humans are valuable because of their contributions. Humans who do not contribute are simply animals! Only humans who have contributed will always, always, struggle, climb up, struggle up, become knights, become merchants, become nobles, become rich, become lords, become rich, become kings, become rich enemies! Isn't that what people are called? ”

Kerall smiled, pointing to a group of people who had all entered their homes, and Cesar trembled, hiding in their own homes and not daring to come out, asked.

“If the price for saving ten people is killing a man, why can't this man die?” Kerall asked a little girl a few years older than herself.

“If these ten people are dead and can save a hundred, why can't they die?” Kerall was like a speaker. Turn around.

“If the death of a hundred people brings about the survival of a thousand, how blessed is the death of that hundred?” Kerall smiles and suddenly turns to the peak: “But why should I care if the people I care about are dying? ”

“A king and a farmer, two men must die. Who will it be? Farmer, of course! It's not because of power, it's not because of profit, it's not because of anything else. Isn't it obvious that the king's contribution to the whole world is greater than that of the farmers! The fair balance is naturally tilted.” Kerall smiled and said.

“It's like asking her, Inélie, to choose, you and this big blonde wave, one of them is dying.” Kerall pointed to three people asking.

“Inélie, are you choosing between a dead Priscia or a big blonde wave?” Kerall doesn't wait for Inélie to finish saying, “Of course Inélie will choose you, because humans are selfish! ”

“There are, of course, a number of reasons to find out: because you are young, because you have infinite potential, because…” Kerall said seven or eight reasons in one breath, but finally shrugged: “But those are lies, because there's only one reason, you're her friend, and she's her enemy, isn't there? ”

Keiral smiled and shook Priscia.

“Priscia, get away! Do it!" Inélie is experienced. Look at the power over here, Priscia. She's just losing her fighting power with one seat, so how do we fight?

Priscia was photographed with a big sword, and Kerall flew out on the other side.

Before Priscia came back, Inélie and her blonde and brown hair suddenly encircled the big blonde wave and quickly swept.

It's just that the golden short-haired power is not fast enough, but the golden waves are fast enough, and the brown waves are fast enough, but the golden waves are not strong enough. Ineri's sword can't even be seen by the naked eye, but it is easily avoided by the golden waves.

Without a Priscia that was as tangled up as a golden wave, all three were easily dodged and countered by a golden wave.

It's just that the three men in the district were cut down in blood at the same time.

With his sword, he came to the confused Priscia, and he was about to fall with his sword high.

“Damn, did she discover the potential of Priscia and strangle her in the cradle...” Inélie's face was full of anger, a heavy hammer, and her angry eyes looked at Kerall: it was this stupid child who made all of Priscia shake, and now she can't even form a fighting force.

“Can you hold on a second?” Kerall continued to smile and stop.

“Would you like to join my family and become my subordinate?” Kerall asked the blonde wave.

“Not interested.” The blonde wave refused flatly. While thanking the teenager for lifting the siege for herself, she did not intend to take the child with her as a servant to the corrupt aristocracy.

“All right then.” Instead of being rejected at all, Kerall smiles harder: "Well, Miss Priscia, I, Kerall Etok, hereby cordially invite you to join my family. ”

Kerall wasn't targeting the blonde wave in the first place.

He could see the fatal weakness of the blonde wave on that tea-haired, long-haired little girl, and even if Keiral seduced the blonde wave with his luxurious life, I'm afraid the blonde wave wouldn't easily say yes, and the girl who could shake it with language was undoubtedly a very easy target, and if she was lucky enough, Keiral could even keep the other three swords under him.

The power of wisdom, at this moment, is incredibly powerful.