Chapter 446: Lanqi and Pranai Discuss Heroes
Pranay remained silent and did not take the initiative to communicate with the great poet.
In his opinion, the new king was moody, and no one knew whether the new king had let his sister go easily just now to give him a brief face or to threaten him with another hidden meaning.
He now has to make accurate analysis and judgment.
If you don't follow the new king, today might be a dangerous day.
But even if the new king let him go because of the risks of the Protoss Empire's prison control, he would not let his sister go.
"Mr. Planai, if you don't want to talk more, I won't force you. I just hope you can tell me your concerns and troubles. Maybe I can help you solve them."
The poet of great love did not rush Pranay, but just sat on his knees not far from Pranay and spoke slowly.
He believed that Planai was not without desire for freedom, and there was a desire in Planai's eyes that was very similar to Shinola's.
As a wise man in the demon world, Pranai's eyes are now judging whether he is a rational object with which he can communicate.
This is a two-way selection process, so communication with Pranay can naturally take time.
Seeing this, Antanas, who was standing by, took out a small bottle of wine and two glasses from his coat pocket, placed them in front of the poet of love and Planai, and then poured half a glass of wine.
Shinola was about to say something, she didn't even see when Antanas took the things from Helrom Prison. It seemed that Antanas really hated Helrom Prison.
Antanas' professional appearance also stunned the poet and Pranay.
But the poet of great love said nothing more, and only thanked Antanas.
She's perfect as a bartender and waitress.
Soon, until Antanas retreated to the back like a servant again, Pranay, who had been silent for a long time, turned his attention back to the new king.
"New King, what do you think of the current Protoss Empire?"
Pranay looked into the emerald eyes of reason, keeping a certain distance, and asked politely.
He rarely sees such rational demons, but the new king is also full of unknown dangers because of this. No one knows whether the new king will get rid of him in the next second.
Thinking of this, Planai could only pick up the Snowfield Liquor and take a sip to give himself courage.
If he guessed correctly, the new king was able to successfully sneak into the Helrom Prison because he must have successfully completed some infiltration in the Protoss Empire and regarded the Protoss Empire as the place where their demon restoration plan would take root.
“There are a lot of things that need to change, and I’m working on it.”
The great poet held his chin and thought for a moment, then answered with certainty.
He didn't mind chatting with Pranay like this.
"So you still have hope for it?"
Pranay's words slowed down.
"Of course, I am full of hope for the Protoss Empire, and I will not give up this country for any reason."
The voice of the poet of great love is very clear and like a promise.
“…”
Upon hearing this, Pranay picked up the glass, sipped the wine, observed, and pondered.
He could only accept the worst.
If the new king had chosen the Proteus Empire, he would most likely have brought disaster upon himself and fallen into this catastrophe.
Today it might even be difficult to persuade the new king to give up.
a long time.
"Protoss Empire, where is the hope? I don't see a glimmer of hope in this country, not even a partner worthy of our cooperation."
Pranay looked at the black-haired, green-eyed woman with a helpless look in his eyes and asked,
"If you want to take me, Shinora, and Antanas to annex the Protoss Empire in the future, you must have corresponding partners to erode this country step by step, but."
Pranay stopped talking here.
According to the new king's radical style, the next step is likely to be to directly find the current high-ranking figures in the empire and negotiate a deal with them, or directly seduce them.
But Pranay didn't know who the new king would go to, or with whom he had already made an agreement.
"What do you think of the Great Sage Isis Melorn? I think we cannot do without her support as the rule maintainer in the Protoss Empire."
The poet of great love picked up the wine glass but did not put it to his lips and asked.
"Haha, that dull and slow old elf. After the death of Emperor Franklin, she was just fulfilling her promise to protect the Protoss Empire. She would not react until the crisis came, but by then it was too late."
Pranay shook his head.
Just like wishing Isis dead.
“…”
The poet of great love looked at Pranai's expression and felt that there was obviously some personal hatred in it. The three great demons in their prison all had some grudges with the great sage of the empire, Isis.
"And what about Duke Morotian Berenhard?"
The great poet asked again.
It just so happens that after finishing the meeting with Warden Bacchus today, I will meet with Duke Morodian Berenhard, the holder of the [Original Slate - Undead].
"We are too far from the issue. Compared to the Protoss Empire, Duke Berenhard cares more about his own interests. Even if we cooperate with him, he will only treat it as a tiger seeking the skin of a tiger. He will always think of using us and then destroying us completely."
Pranay's eyes were filled with resistance.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He knew that this most terrifying human hero in the Protoss Empire in recent years had reached a level of power that he could hardly imagine in just a few decades.
Even Planai couldn't understand Duke Berenhard's position.
"What about the cardinals of the Church of Resurrection? The Tyrant Catholic Sigrid, the Annihilation Bishop Asksan, and the Mourning Bishop Amilais are also strong enough to compete with the former two."
The great poet of love held the wine glass and only focused on Pranay's reaction.
According to Pranai's idea, perhaps the third-party camp outside the Protoss Empire should be more inclined to be more worthy of the trust of the demons?
He happened to be cooperating with Ba Jiaolou, and their companies were even about to merge and reorganize into a new group enterprise.
"The ambition is so great that it's hard to tell whether they will backstab us first or we will backstab them first."
Planai stared at the reflection in the wine of the new king's cup. He knew very well what kind of people the cardinals of the Church of the Resurrection were.
The power of the Resurrection Church on earth today is far more terrifying than when the demon world still existed.
Cooperating with the Cardinal may be an option that accelerates their downfall and the Protoss Empire's downfall.
“…”
The poet of great love began to sip his wine.
He felt that Planai's judgments were all reasonable. Even though he was in prison, he could still analyze the situation of the Protoss Empire over the past hundred years. This was also the reason why the Protoss Empire imprisoned Planai deep underground and imposed the strictest restrictions on him.
"What about Rocky McCarthy?"
When the king and Pranay were silent, Antanas suddenly interrupted.
She wasn't sure if Pranay had ever heard the name, or seen through his eyes what had happened on the ground in Helrom with Rocky McCarthy.
Although she didn't know who Rocky McCarthy was.
But earlier on the negative fifth floor, when she passed the prison corridor office area, the name she heard the prison guards talk about the most was this name. It seemed that he should be a person who was highly anticipated by the Protoss Empire, and even had many connections and business cooperation with the Helrom Prison.
The black-haired, green-eyed poet looked back at Antanas with a complicated expression, and Antanas shrank his neck and covered his mouth again.
“…”
But this time, Pranay was silent for a moment.
"The mortal body is powerless to save the situation."
Pranay finally answered.
"?"
This surprised Antanas and Shinora. They didn't expect that Pranay of Truth would be most optimistic about this human named Rocky McCarthy compared to the previous imperial figures.
The implication is even that if Rocky McCarthy had the strength comparable to the previous few people, perhaps the empire would still have a glimmer of hope.
Unfortunately, this character lacked too much time and was too late to save the empire.
I didn't finish the third chapter today because I couldn't handle it. I'll continue writing tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)