The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“Noonelivesforever! ”

In the midst of the ice and snow, with strange laughter, whispering strange words that no one could understand, the visitors to the silver robe rang the door of the palace.

“Duh, duh, duh! ”

The sound of the clasp ring strike was incredible, heard in the ears of the public, but somehow reminiscent of the sudden burial clock.

“Duh, duh, duh! ”

The knocking door rings are raging back and forth, full of unknown magic, making people more upset.

“Little Fimre, are you there? Hee-hee, I'm here to play with you. ”

The uninterrupted guests beneath the walls seemed to be whispering, but his narrative, through an unknown medium, turned to every room in the palace.

King Fimre woke from his dreams violently, and he had just had a nightmare of being pursued by a powerful ghost, but then the echoing low voice and laughter rang in the ears of the fat king.

“Hee-hee, little Fimre, I'm here to play. ”

That strange tone was behind it, and Fimmel turned back, and there was a wall, empty of nature.

“Little Fimre, I know you're home. Don't hide! ”

This time, the sound rang from his ear, Fimr burst out, pulled out the sword under his pillow and wanted to cut it off, but the object of the sword blade was only the Princess of the Pokémon who was stunned.

When the obese Fimmel was frightened by the strange scene in front of him, and took a big breath, the knock behind him made him jump like thunder.

“Who!! Who dares disturb me at this time. ”

“I, I, I, I, I! One, get up, come on, play, come on. ”

That made one breathe of cool air and the voice rang again, when Fimre thought, the door of his room was in front, behind...

“Pfft, pfft.” The window was tapped with an unknown white handprint, a pale smile on the window, and a little red light flashed in the moon-shaped eyes.

“Wait, I, little, Faye, M, R, I, horse, right, right, come, find, you! ”

The more smiling he said, the happier he laughed, and finally pulled the corner of his mouth all the way to his cheek, the more horrible he became.

That's definitely not a human face!

By then, an unknown chill had risen from the bones of the spine, and the princess on the side had fainted directly, and the fear was immense, Fimr. Castle threw out his own lifesaving killer.

“Boom! ” |

Precious alchemists were instantly excited, and the flames lit up, and half the rooms were directly blown to the sky.

“Psst.” Cold winds poured in after the surrounding smoke dissipated, but nothing was in sight.

And looking at the rest of the room, which has turned into an open-air platform, only the snowflake keeps falling in, but the loud one has no trace.

And Fimre's ears, again, made a hissing low laugh.

“Noonelivesforever. You can run, but you can't! ”

Finally, the strange voices that could not be escaped were still in the ears, and Femr, who had no guts, nearly collapsed and screamed like a woman.

“Guards! Guards, assassins! Somebody's trying to kill me! ”

He rushed into the corridor naked, and the guard came looking incredibly rude at the king.

Fat body couldn't run for a few moments, he paralyzed down and gasped. Then, screaming Fimr pulled his sword from the guard and cut it against the windy curtain.

“What are you all staring at! Assassins! You bastards, did you get paid to kill me too? I'm telling you, if I die, I'll definitely pull you to the funeral, definitely! ”

The scene in front of them surprised the guards and the knights, but showed mercy in their hatred for Fimr. In their eyes, the man who ridiculed himself as a loser had probably gone mad.

“What are you looking at me for? You worthless bastards, if you weren't so worthless, I'd be forced to lean on those filthy worthless beasts? It's all your fault. You idiots are useless! ”

The sword of the angry king dancer, left behind in his youth, is barely visible, but for the knights, this blunt sword waving is meaningless, just to make them easily avoid the attack, more merciful to look at the already insane monarch.

“Ha, ha.” Soon after, Fimre, who was emptied of his roots by wine, sat down again helplessly, gasping, and he felt very effective and mutually inconvenient.

He subconsciously pulled on each other's necks, touching them, but not the unexpected flesh.

It was an icy arm, dying to strangle itself, while the icy exhalation was already at the back of the ear, still that dull voice.

“Grab, grab, you, now! ”

“Ahhhhh! ”

The king screamed wildly, but the guards became more and more mysterious. They didn't see anything strange, they only saw Fimre go mad alone.

In their eyes, Fimr suddenly pinched his neck, screamed, rolled on the ground, his tongue was choked out, but he was still using more force, seemingly afraid that he would not die.

Even if someone shows a smile of glory and trouble, most guards hurry to help. After all, as guards of the king, if their loyal king dies so inexplicably, I'm afraid their honor will be swept away.

But this time, they soon learned that His Majesty Fimre was not insane.

“Boom! ”

The whole wall was brutally broken down, and a giant lion made of cold ice came into its head. The unnamed majesty was as deadly as the spilling cold air. The silver robe on the lion's back, wasn't that the uninterrupted guest who was knocking on the door?

“Yo, nobody opened the door for half a day, so I came up myself. By the way, little guy, I told you, you can run, but you can't! ”

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Faced with the guards of the great enemy, I believed in a trick, and the ghost like a blue ghost flew from Fimr and circled around me like a child looking forward to a reward.

With the blackout fire rising behind them, the magic flashes lit up half the sky, and it looks like Adam and Margaret are as expected to attract the attention of those who are strong, but I have to hurry too.

So I drew my sword, and the blue shadow came back around Roland's sword with joy, turning it into a burning cold, holy flame.

Obviously, my sword draw made the audience in front of me nervous, but then I shook my head and put the sword back into the sheath.

And as the holy sword returned to the sheath, the blue blue ice flame finally extinguished, and the strange ghost went back to sleep, which is that I relieved myself, this nascent ability is really too weird, which is that I am also very uncomfortable.

“Oops, I didn't expect this ability to be used to find people and scare people, it would work so well. ”

But at this point, but not at the conclusion, the Royal Guard will always be the most elite fighter in a country, surrounded by us, and the elite among us, who formed the battlefield and protected Fimre at the center.

Those who are unkind do not come. When I came, I was too powerful. They do not ask for merit, but they do not ask for it. Protecting their monarchs awaits the reinforcements as their first priority.

“You... who are you? Is that the guy who wanted him to kill me? ”

Looks like the guard gave him the courage, and Fimmel yelled at me.

“You're half right, I did come to kill you, but I didn't mean for anyone to do it, and cleaning up my mess was my consistent code of conduct. ”

So I took off my hood, shook the snow, and laughed at him.

“Ahhhhhh, Roland! ”

But he was rude enough to scream a higher decibel, which was even unpleasant, so I reached out and the Kale magic was in the palm of my hand.

The blue fingerprint on Fimre's neck appeared again, and this time, dragged him straight over.

In the blink of an eye, Fimre was dragged to me by a ghost hand, while the other guards were shocked and rushed to rob me.

As a royal guard, there are a few good gold-class players in front of them. At this time, they fight with all their strength and kill with all their breath, but I am not the only one facing them.

“Silly people, be quiet! ”

To the underworld, as one of the Ice Nightmare elders, the first generation of the King of Lan's companions, at least one thousand and seven hundred years old, is deeply lost.

And at this point, just by roaring, a bad knight was imprinted on the wall.

Looking at this fearful piece of crap, anonymous fire, I couldn't help but get angry from the heart.

“Do you also deserve to be known as the Descendants of Lan? Bastard, you deserve to be known as the King of Lan. ”

It was because of his weakness and selfishness that everything went in the worst direction. If he could have listened sooner and prepared for battle, how could this have happened? How could the army of the Orcs have invaded the hinterland like a deserted land?

It's a bad idea. Blood in the river!

“Pounds!”

Remembering the countless sacrifices, I couldn't hold on any longer and punched him hard in the face.

“To appoint a dwarf, to disobey the commandments, to sit and watch the beast enter... arrogant, ignorant, wanton, you deserve to be king? ”

“Pounds!”

Another punch, falling hard to the right face.

A few teeth fell off this time, Fimr's mouth was full of blood, sobbing and crying, seemingly begging for forgiveness.

But when I saw him begging for forgiveness, I was furious.

I've seen countless heads hanging from trees in this war, and I'm afraid they haven't had a chance to cry or beg for forgiveness. No, many of them can't beg for forgiveness at all. They put everything together just to protect their families and their homes, and the fat people in front of them...

“Sitting there watching the land fall, gathering all its strength to protect itself, not a single bit of it being used to seek help from other towns... timid, selfish, foolish, short-sighted, you deserve to be king? ”

“Boom!”

This time, he punched him in the stomach with a hard punch, and the pain bent down like shrimp rice.

“... decadence, lewdness... You deserve to be king? ”

Looking at the panicked concubines of the elves in front of me, I had to think of those, how could they have accumulated so much resentment and made things unbearable if Fimr, as king, hadn't been involved in the slave trade?

“... colluding with a different race, mutilating an ethnic group, you deserve to be king? ”

When I heard this information, I could not have imagined such a shameless monarch in order to exchange Orc women with the Orc Sheikh and move them away from the garrison and let the Orc take away a well-known human beauty.

“... killing relatives, murdering the throne, you deserve to be king? ”

Unlike the royal family of Lan in those years, Fimr's brothers and sisters all died tragically, and compared to the disgusting crimes, my own assassination was nothing more than a small matter.

Punch after punch, but the more angry I was, how could things have come to this point if it wasn't for the super fool in front of us, how could we have suffered such a huge insult from the will of all our guardians?

“You surrendered when everyone died trying to survive! You dare surrender! How dare you surrender! The first king to surrender in the nearly 2,000 years of the Lan Nation's history... greed for life, fear of death, treachery, do you deserve to be king? What do you want? ”

“Ah!”

A hard elbow, a foot, broke Fimre's back, and there was no air on the ground.

But what I have to do is just start.

“I take Roland, the descendant of Lan, as a king of disbelievers, a king of disbelievers, and a virtuous man. In the name of Lan, ask for an exemption from Fimre. King of Castle! ”

“I, the Ice Nightmare, as a member of the Royal Family of the First Lan, by exonerating Fimr... Castle's proposal, and Roland's. Ran temporarily moderates the throne of Ran. ”