Otherworldly Lord

Chapter 99

Nelson sat nervously in a chair.

Song Mo closed the door with a smile, walked to Nelson, patted Nelson on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be nervous, relax." Then, he walked to the other side of the table and sat down.

Nelson was taken aback. He covered his chest with both hands almost like an innocent girl, and shouted: Don't touch me!

Song Mo looked at Nelson in surprise, is he that scary?

Nelson smiled wryly, he didn't want to be in the same room with the lord at all.If he still can't see the true face of Song Mo Grillan clearly, his mind is really a mess.

He is simply a bloodless, tearless, selfish and cruel devil!Even if he was so tired that there was only a layer of blood left, he would take the whip and whip it a few more times until he was sure that there was really no more oil or water left.

Nelson began to wonder, was it better to be caught and snapped off by the knights sent by the king?After all, being stabbed to death by a sword is only a momentary thing. Working overtime like this day and night to produce "body art" books is really tormenting people.Now even when he sees a bottle with a little curve, he will have some kind of "artistic inspiration"!If this continues, he will either become a sex maniac or a sex maniac.Is there anything more shocking than being a royal who prides himself on elegance and civility?

Thinking about it, Nelson's face became increasingly ugly.

He looked at the chief culprit who caused all this, and wished he could just pounce on him and strangle him to death, but he didn't dare, and he couldn't.

Although Lord Song's slender arms and legs are not enough for others, Nelson, who is a literary youth, has thinner arms and legs than Lord Lord...

Snapped!

Song Mo slapped it on the table. Nelson trembled and looked at Song Mo in horror. Only then did he realize that he had actually spoken out what he was thinking!

At this moment, Nelson had only one thought: My life is over!

Song Mo first glanced at Nelson coldly, and then suddenly smiled.Smiling so springy, so sunny, so Nelson nearly slipped out of his chair.

"Your Excellency, don't worry, I understand you." Song Mo withdrew his hand from clapping on the table, "Artists always have sharp and radical thoughts. Don't worry, I won't be as knowledgeable as you."

Nelson didn't know if he should breathe a sigh of relief. He always felt that Song Mo hadn't finished speaking.

"But..."

As soon as Song Mo's voice changed, Nelson gritted his teeth immediately, just look, he knew it!

Looking at Nelson who put on a generous expression, Song Mo deliberately lowered his voice, with a hint of comfort and temptation. After getting along with Reese for a long time, he unconsciously learned some characteristics of the demons, such as the tone of speech.

"My lord, do you want to stop painting and leave the little black room forever?"

Nelson raised his head suddenly and looked at Song Mo. Would he be so kind?What Song Mo said next made his heart start beating wildly.

"Do you want to take revenge on your brother?" Song Mo stood up, walked around the table, walked to Nelson, put one hand on Nelson's shoulder, bent down, and continued, "Do you want...to become the king of Qisa? "

King of Chisa? !

Nelson's pupils contracted sharply, and Song Mo could clearly feel the tension under his palms.Obviously, His Excellency the Duke is not as intoxicated in the ocean of art and romantic culture as he has shown.Moreover, after such a long period of artistic influence, he probably couldn't pretend anymore.

"Your Excellency..." Nelson said with difficulty, his voice was unconsciously hoarse, "You are joking."

"No, I don't like joking."

Song Mo let go of his hand, and took a step back, "My lord, I have always deeply sympathized with what happened to you."

"..." Shut up in a small black room, drawing little X books day and night, is this the one who sympathizes with others?

"I am also very touched by your enthusiasm for working overtime for the development of Greenland."

"..." He didn't do it voluntarily!

"Although I want to help you, I suffer from no chance."

"..."

"But now, the opportunity has come!"

"Chance?"

Nelson's back began to feel cold again, and he always felt that a black trap suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was waiting to jump into it.

"Yes! Now I want money, money, and people!" Song Mo continued to instigate his tongue, "If you want, I can help you completely overthrow King Qisa's tyranny and let you sit on the king's seat." throne!"

"...This is treason..."

"You can't say that, you are also the heir to the throne, aren't you?"

"The heir to the throne..." Nelson murmured, yes, he is Qisa's third heir to the throne!

"Besides," the smile on Song Mo's face suddenly became ambiguous, "Don't you want to continue looking at the stars and the moon with your sisters-in-law, talking about ideals and philosophy? Don't you want to recall the past and look forward to it under the romantic moonlight witness? Think about the present, imagine the future?"

"I……"

"how?"

Nelson wanted to say, he didn't want to!But the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say anything!

"Think about it, kingship, wealth, beauty!" Song Mo clenched his fist and swung it hard, hitting Nelson's shoulder, almost knocking the Duke down. "Once you succeed, you will become the king of Qisa!"

"Help me, what can you get?"

"Your Excellency, you really make me sad when you say that." Song Mo clutched his chest, "I am an international friend who loves peace, and I hate oppression and persecution the most. You are my friend. I don't take it for granted when I help you." ?"

Nelson was speechless.

"However, since you asked for it, I will reluctantly put forward some conditions, lest you feel guilty."

Nelson was even more speechless.I really want to say that he will not feel guilty, not at all!

"But before that, Lord Duke, who is in charge of your fief now?"

"What do you ask for this?"

"It's very simple. How can there be no basis for rebellion?"

Nelson choked, "My fief was taken away when I was exiled, and it no longer belongs to me. I don't know who is in charge now."

"But, there are always people who support you, right?"

Nelson hesitated for a moment, he didn't know whether he should tell Song Mo his last hole card.

As a nobleman of the royal family and the third heir to the throne, Nelson would be lying if he hadn't coveted the throne of the king!Without a little means, it is simply impossible to survive to adulthood in the fierce royal battle.

However, all these are the last resort for him to save his life. If he speaks out... But Song Mo's words are really too tempting.

"Your Excellency, you can think carefully before giving me an answer." Song Mo was not in a hurry, he believed that the final result of the matter must be what he wanted, "But I really want to help you, after all, It's only good for me to have someone with a good relationship sitting on the throne of the Qisa Kingdom, isn't it?"

"Three days, three days later, I will give you the answer."

"Okay." Song Mo nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "My terms of exchange are also very simple. I want Cali City. In addition, there are ten teachers who belong to the royal family."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

"I will seriously consider it."

"Very well, I look forward to your answer."

Song Mo and Old John left the room, leaving Nelson there alone.Song Mo was not worried that Nelson would reject him, because he had no reason to refuse at all.

"My lord," Old John said after deliberating, "Isn't it too childish for you to act like this?"

"kindness?"

"Nelson is not your friend. Once you help him to the throne, he is likely to turn back immediately."

"Ah, don't worry about that." Song Mo stood still and stretched his waist, "A puppet king won't be able to do this."

"Puppet king?"

"That's right." Song Mo turned his head and looked at Old John, "Housekeeper, you don't think that I helped an exiled noble who was squeezed by him to vomit blood to ascend to the throne, but I didn't leave any behind? Besides, don't you think Don't believe my ability to fool you?"

"No." Old John paused and said, "But the other party can also think of this, right?"

"No matter what he is thinking, he will bite the bait I throw. Because he has no way to refuse." Song Mo walked to the side of the spiral staircase and touched the pattern on the handrail, "Greelan is too small, I need more More land, more people, more things that make life better for everyone."

Song Mo climbed the first step, "You once told me that it is a foolish thing to go to war with old Julian. I'm just a lord, and I'm still a fallen nobleman who can't get on the stage. If I rashly challenge the king, even if I win in the end , and can’t hold that position firmly. But Nelson is different! He is a member of the Qisa royal family with a strong root and a legitimate heir to the throne.”

Song Mo stood on the steps, looking down at Old John, "Qisa's country is not monolithic, the nobles fight for power, some are favored by the king, and some are suppressed and feel dissatisfied. This kind of dissatisfaction accumulates day by day. Once it explodes, hehe Hmph... As long as Nelson shows some intention and shows some strength, a group of people will gather around him soon."

"Are you so sure?"

"En." Song Mo nodded, "The two stores opened in Qisa's country sent me some very interesting news."

"Goblin?"

"Yes." Song Mo leaned sideways on the armrest, and the metal pattern inlaid on the belt tapped on it, making a crisp sound, "In addition to stealing, goblins are also very good at collecting information."

Old John looked at Song Mo in a little surprise. The lord has been planning these things from the very beginning?

"Housekeeper, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"My lord, this is not something I should ask."

"From now on, you have to start asking questions."

"what?"

"Housekeeper, the person I trust the most is you." Song Mo walked down the steps and stood two steps away from Old John, "I didn't tell you before, it's just because I wasn't sure this move was right. No, is it useful, now that the result is out, I need your help to move the whole chess game forward!"

"Lord Lord..."

"We are alone and helpless." Song Mo suddenly raised his hands. On the little finger of his right hand was a ruby ​​ring. The contracts I made with those guys. To be honest, I suffered a lot. But as long as these contracts last, my life is safe."

"My lord, you don't have to do this at all."

"I have no choice, and no one will give me a choice." Song Mo said firmly: "If you can't become stronger, you will be swallowed by stronger people sooner or later. Butler, do what I ordered, I can only believe You can only rely on you."

After saying that, Song Mo turned around and walked up the spiral staircase. Halfway, he raised his head as if he had a sense of perception, and saw Reese standing above the spiral staircase looking down at him.The brown-haired Demon Race stood there quietly since no one knows when.Song Mo frowned slightly, did he hear what he just said?

Reese stretched out his hand to him, with his snow-white palm facing up, his red lips parted, and his gentle voice echoed in the empty hall, "Honey, come to me."

Song Mo stared at Reese for a while, sure enough, did you hear that?

But that's okay.Sooner or later, let him know.

Thinking of this, Song Mo relaxed his frowning brows, stepped across the steps, and grabbed Reese's outstretched hand.He knew that the demon clan still had something to hide from him, and he also knew that he would use him, but in order to achieve his wishes and goals, he had to seek skin from the tiger.The only good news is that this guy who can eat people likes himself.

The housekeeper Old John stood there, watching the two people who disappeared at the corner of the spiral staircase, with one hand on his chest, bent down, his snow-white hair fell down, blocking his eyes and hiding his expression.

Lord Lord, everything will be as you wish.

I swear to you.