Volume 1, Chapter 174: What evil intentions could His Majesty the Little King have?

The atmosphere in the living room was very tense.

Lynch was naturally a little confused.

As early as a hundred years ago, when he had just traveled through time, he had imagined that some villain would come to provoke him, and then be slapped in the face by him.

And after he left the forest, he wondered if there would be some fool who would provoke him.

But unfortunately, it never happened.

Even Bishop Dick and the manager of the equipment store had their own goals and were not fools.

And today, it’s here!

The target is a four-year-old kid.

Lynch was very pleased. After such a long time, he finally got to be the protagonist.

He slowly picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped the oil off his hands and mouth again.

At this time, all the nobles had stood up, bowed to Lin Qi, and begged for forgiveness.

Lynch's subordinates were on the verge of a fight, their anger ready to explode.

Lin Qi stood up and raised his hands slightly, smiling, "It's okay, it's just a child, don't be nervous, it's nothing, what bad thoughts can a child have?"

Hearing this, everyone's tense mood eased a little.

"Thank you Mr. One..."

Just when Wheeler raised his head and wanted to say something, he found that Lynch, who was sitting in the main seat, had left his seat and slowly walked towards the seat of the little king...

Wheeler's heart skipped a beat and he secretly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

I saw that Lynch had already squatted in front of the little king.

"Wow, what are you doing, you weirdo? Don't come over here!"

The little king shouted in fear again, apparently still feeling frightened.

When everyone heard this, the atmosphere froze again.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Lynch stepped back and waved his hands, allowing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief again.

"You said you want to crucify me? And you said I'm a weirdo with white hair?" Lynch narrowed his eyes and asked the little king curiously.

As soon as these words came out.

The nobles' hearts, which had just relaxed, became tense again. They found that they could not understand Lynch's thoughts.

Is this anger or not anger?

I thought to myself, why not just kill the king?

Otherwise, it would be scary if you keep saying that nothing is wrong and then bring up the past again.

"I...I didn't!!"

The little king shrank his head, screamed, and denied it flatly.

Lin Qi had a gentle smile on his face and continued, "I think your punishment is too simple. You should hang me up, and then use a knife to cut my flesh piece by piece, stuff the flesh into my mouth, and let me sell it myself. Then let the priest heal my wounds, and then cut..."

"I don't want to hear it, don't tell me this!!!"

The little king's face turned pale. He was already imagining the terrible punishments that Lynch had described in his mind, and he covered his ears and screamed.

But covering your ears is useless.

Lin Qi viciously pulled his hands apart and continued, "We will also cut off his buttocks, roast him over fire, pull out his hair one by one, and cut open his stomach..."

Lynch had no intention of giving up, and continued speaking as she saw the little king's increasingly terrified expression.

Some nobles present who had not experienced torture also turned pale, and some who had experienced it also avoided the torture.

Even Lynch's subordinates couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Only Penny had a hint of blood on her skinny and pale face, and her skeleton-like body was twisting.

She already had a job in the intelligence agency and was quite interested in these punishments.

"Eh? Fainted?"

After a long time, Lin Qi frowned and covered his nose.

The little king rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground. His body was covered in sweat, and his pants were soaked with feces and urine.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall broke out in a cold sweat.

But they were relieved.

Because no matter what, it is not a good thing for the king to die in a place of God's grace.

No one felt any pity for the little king who had fainted on the ground.

This was a king with the potential to be a tyrant. His death was not a pity. He just fainted, which was a bit too easy for him.

"Thank you, Mr. No. 1. The Kingdom of Claire deeply regrets the offense against the King. For this, on behalf of the Kingdom of Claire, I would like to express my apologies to you again!"

Wheeler let out a long breath and bowed to Lynch again.

"Also, on behalf of the royal family, I would like to thank Mr. No. 1 for his guidance of His Majesty the King. His Majesty the King is still young, and I believe that under the guidance of Mr. No. 1, His Majesty will be able to become a qualified king!"

He and the nobles also bowed to Lynch.

Lin Qi waved his hands nonchalantly, looked at the big hammer beside him, and patted his shoulder: "Bring some water and splash him to wake him up. I haven't had enough fun yet."

Hammer: ???

Nobles: ???

Subordinates: ???

Lynch squatted again.

Children are the most interesting. I like children the most.

......

A meeting, and that's it.

The little king is "growing" under Lynch's "admonitions and teachings".

The nobles said goodbye with deep thoughts and returned to their homes.

In a room in the castle, the nobles were holding a small meeting.

"Everyone, what do you think of what just happened?"

Wheeler looked around at the nobles and asked with a frown.

The nobles looked at each other in bewilderment.

Finally, it was Sam who answered in a low voice: "Our little king should not become a monarch. I think, Grand Duke Wheeler, your choice is somewhat ill-considered. The previous fat man has other heirs. If the little king dies of illness, there is still time to replace him with another king."

He and the nobles nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

This little king is so scary. His words today almost killed them all.

Look at that Berserker just now, he almost went berserk!

"No... we don't have time. The Land of Grace asked us to keep His Majesty the King as a hostage, which means that they are likely to make a big move within the next two years. If we use a baby as a hostage, it will be ineffective." Wheeler frowned and said, "I have a bold guess. The Land of Grace is so eager to train His Majesty as a puppet. It is very likely that they want to help the Kingdom of Claire rule the world when the mainland is in chaos."

"What?!!"

Hearing this, all the nobles except Sam exclaimed.

They weighed the pros and cons at this moment, and soon they all showed joy on their faces.

That means they can expand into a larger territory!

"I believe everyone knows that the previous king was a fool who only listened to me. And now, the other king is just a change of master. There is no loss for you, right?"

Wheeler's lips curled into a smile.

The nobles nodded again.

Wheeler's words were frighteningly blunt, but how could the nobles not know these tricks?

Kings and such are all fake, they are just a way for ignorant common people to keep society running.

As for who will be the master and who will be the boss behind the scenes, that is the boss's business.

Nobles, just follow the right people, gain benefits, and keep your family running for a long time, that's enough.

Moreover, the nobles heard another meaning in Wheeler's words.

I'm afraid that from now on, the sky of the Kingdom of Clae will change!