The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking - Chapter 22

[Chapter 22]

Awake?

A hoarse voice rang at the door. There was a sand-like fricative in that voice, and no one except the sand ghosts could make it out.

“Before throwing them into the dungeon, I gave each of them a little yào, can yào A normal person would definitely not be able to carry the amount of a giant wild boar of Juta, and it is estimated that he will not be able to wake up tonight.

A slightly shrill voice replied.

Kevin: “…” He can carry it better than a wild boar, I don’t know if it’s a compliment or a scolding. The

sand ghost threw something out and made a “ding” sound that sounded like glass. A quality container, “That’s right, this is what you want, you can pick someone here to try it out and see the effect for yourself.

“The

sharp voice complimented:” The effect has been seen, otherwise they would not be lying here.

Kevin’s thoughts moved – the one

who

could make them lie here was the sand ghost in the skin. Now, according to the words of these two people, the sand ghost’s “whoever touches who will die” is not a common phenomenon. Is it related to what they are holding?

But if it is such a crucial thing, would the sand ghost easily use it for the people of the Northern Jade Kingdom?

“Don’t talk nonsense, try it quickly, if there is no problem, I will go back to the desert, the lord is urging .

There was a slow impatience and arrogance in the sand ghost’s voice. The

sharp voice said: “Are you going back now?”

Your Majesty has urged me to entertain you well, at least to hold a grand farewell banquet, or else Your Majesty will definitely accuse me when he recovers.

“The

sand ghost is even more impatient: “No need, we will leave tonight.

” Let’s

go in such a hurry?

Leave the good things to the North Jade Kingdom, and return to the desert without seeing what kind of disturbances will be stirred up. This is not in line with the usual arrogant style of the sand ghost, and it is not really selfless dedication. Don’t ask for anything in return?

Kevin was a little puzzled, but he quickly realized that the rainy season is coming.

It is already May, and the end of the fog period in the dense forests of Andorha in the east means that the largest and longest rainy season in the entire continent is coming, and there will only be a difference of two or three days before and after.

Sand ghosts have always been afraid of water and hate humidity, so they can only obediently nest in the western desert during the rainy season.

This is also the reason why they cannot completely suppress other races and occupy the entire continent.

This is a well-known weakness, and the sand ghost didn’t hide it. He smiled slightly mockingly: “This bottle is enough for you to control. The rainy season lasts for four months, which is really too long for us. There are a lot of things, and I hope that when we return to the mainland, we can see that you have achieved everything, and don’t forget to make an agreement with us.”

“How come.” The sharp voice laughed, he seemed to rub his hands, and thought about it. : “Then let me try it first? Let me pick one…”

He dragged his tail and rubbed the soles of his feet on the damp ground of the dungeon.

Kevin heard him take two steps towards this side, and his heavy breathing from excitement almost touched the door of the cell: “How about the Golden Lion Country?”

He tapped the glass bottle lightly with his fingers, seems to be considering.

The sand ghost probably couldn’t stand such a gruff, tutted, and said, “Hurry up, but I remind you in advance that this thing is not easy to control, and don’t shake your hand, if the bottle is shaken, all the previous efforts will be lost. , you kneeled and cried.”

After hearing what he said, the sharp voice seemed to be a little more cautious, he took two steps back and turned to the opposite cell, “Then try this side first, a small priest from the Spiritual Race. , it doesn’t matter if it fails.”

Kevin heard a soft sound over there, followed by a silence that held his breath.

Just when his twisted neck started to feel sore, a sharp voice suddenly whispered: “Come, come, get up!”

Kevin: “…” Haven’t seen anyone in eight hundred lifetimes, such a shock of.

Of course, he knew that the so-called sharp voice was not so simple. He should have used the contents of the bottle on the little Eldar priest, and the effect was good.

“Is he conscious?” the sharp voice asked.

Sand Ghost: “Of course, otherwise how to disguise.”

It seems that, like the previous heavy armored cavalry, he borrowed a skin bag to disguise himself as the master.

After thinking about it in his heart, Kevin almost understood the intention of the North Jade Kingdom. If the contents in the bottle can have this effect, then which race you want to deal with, you should arrest a few people to replace the skin.

If you are a soldier, you can go back and mess with the army; if you are a person in the court, you can approach the high-ranking person; if you have directly caught a big and important person such as a person in power, it will be more convenient!

It can be replaced without bloodshed!

Where the hell did this sorcery come from?

Kevin was puzzled.

“Do you still listen consciously?