Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

Chapter 63

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01.

When Joan Baker sent the news that Duke Jackson of Magnolia City requested a meeting, Hill was studying the magic circle of the TV station with Phantom Binns. Hill wanted to come up with an on-demand function, which made the magic circle geometrically multiplied Complicated.

"What do you think?" Hill asked.

Ghost Binns replied: "After all, the other party is the Duke of the Empire, and he should have come to look for you, my king, because of something important, but I always feel that it seems that anyone can see my king casually."

"Actually, I think so too, but after all, they don't know my identity." Hill said, "And these things can't be entrusted to you for the time being."

"I'm very sorry, my king, we are so useless." Ghost Binns said shamefully.

"Just perform their duties." Hill didn't care too much, "What you are doing now is very successful... You can continue to study first, I will pack up and go to see the Duke."

"Yes, my king!" Phantom Binns immediately got into work.

Erwen reminded: "My king, according to the habit of human nobles, it is necessary to bring gifts to each other when they meet for the first time."

"Why didn't I bring it when I met Baker?" Hill asked casually.

"Because Baker is the lowest baron, he doesn't care about these rules. And because," Erwin said, "it's the best gift for you to appear in front of him."

Hill: "Pfft."

This statement is a bit disgusting.

A gift... Hill thought for a while, and said to the ghost Bins: "You are so stupid."

Specter Binns was taken aback.

Hill went on: "Why are you so stupid for taking so long to design a digital TV? You're so stupid, Binns."

Immediately, the ghost Binns wailed loudly: "Oh, my king, I'm sorry, I'm so stupid..."

Hill looked at Binns' subordinates: "What are you doing in a daze, catch your tears."

Binns' subordinates just woke up like a dream, and quickly took out the bottle to catch their tears.

Then Hill took away the ghost tears, "It's done, thanks to you, Binns."

Ghost Binns nodded, "It is my honor to serve you, my king. But next time, please change the wording. It is too painful for you to make such accusations."

"Okay." Hill followed suit.

The tears of the ancient ghost, this is a good gift. Hill thought.

— This is the so-called local materials.

Lord Demon King can be witty today~

02.

Hill met Elijah Jackson at Joan Baker's mansion.

Before entering Baker's house, Hill saw a luxurious carriage at the door of his house, with the Jackson family's LOGO hanging on it... a slip of the tongue, it should be the family emblem. The carriage was made of fine oak, trimmed with gold, luxurious and beautiful. Just talking about this carriage, it is estimated that it is worth several thousand gold coins. Hill thought.

By the way, in ancient times, the cost of a good horse and a good carriage was no lower than that of a luxury car today, so at first glance, Guo Jing and Huang Rong thought it was a romantic story between a poor boy and a rich girl, but when Guo Jing and Huang Rong met for the first time, Guo Jing and Huang Rong thought it was a romantic story. Sending horses and inviting dinner, only then did I know, oh, it turns out that this is the acquaintance of the second generation of rich people... It was really naive back then.

When Hill walked in, the first thing he saw was the old Duke Jackson with gray hair. Hill knew him—because of Joan Baker's advertisements, he looked at him, and he was quite similar to what he guessed, although his age He is big, but his eyes reveal sharpness and shrewdness, and his facial features are profound. Although his skin has been loosened due to age, he can also feel that he must have been a handsome man when he was young.

And the old Duke Jackson is also looking at him—unexpectedly young, but the demons should be able to change their appearance. He has a very laid-back air about him, and he doesn't seem to have much momentum, but the old Duke Jackson also knows that if necessary, the other party can completely use the momentum with magical abilities to overwhelm him...

After they looked at each other briefly for a few seconds, Baron Joan Baker on the side introduced the two of them respectively, and then the two exchanged gifts. Naturally, Hill took the tears of the ghost Binns, and old Duke Jackson's It is a magic stone of the fire element. That was later given to Irwin by Syl, who ate it crunchily.

As soon as the old Duke spoke, Hill interrupted him, "The demons are different from humans, and the demons don't need these things." Hill said, "You can directly explain your purpose, Duke Jackson."

Duke Jackson looked at him for a second, and then said slowly: "You can't guarantee that your partner will always be someone who doesn't value etiquette."

"I know it's not polite. But I don't care," Hill said. "And I hope you don't, or you better act like you don't in front of me, so we can keep talking."

"You are not a humble person." Duke Jackson stared at Hill and said.

"I'm not even human," Hill said. "What are you asking for?"

Both parties understand that the focus of their dispute is not a question of politeness, but just taking the opportunity to conduct a wave of mutual testing.

"I'm taking the liberty." Old Jackson said this, temporarily suspending the topic, and then he said straightforwardly: "The king has plans to attack the shopping mall, and at the same time confiscated the Baker's house and took away the gold coins."

Joan Baker raised her eyebrows, "This is really a disaster for me."

Hill read: "Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty."

Joan Baker said, "I don't think I'm a man."

"Hmm... Your statement is a bit embarrassing." Hill groaned, and then looked at old Jackson, "Since you told us the news directly, does it mean that you are not on the king's side?"

"I am on the side of the empire." Duke Jackson said tactfully.

By this time they had sat down, and Joan Baker had prepared them desserts and drinks from the Nether. Joan Baker knew that Hill didn't like human wine, but he prepared the red wine popular among the nobles of Magnolia City for the Duke, but the Duke also chose Nether fruit juice.

"If it were you, what method would you use to deal with this matter?" Duke Jackson asked.

Hill thought for a while and said, "Sue the church."

Duke Jackson didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Joan Baker nearly squirted. He had been with Hill for a long time, so he could follow his train of thought, but he was still shocked by Hill's words.

"Well... just sue the church." Hill said, "Isn't the church in the signed treaty allowing the lower world to sell local products in the human world? This means that our local products are protected by the church. In this case Complaining is also a very good way.” Then he smiled meaningfully, “And this happened within the territory of the Yulan Empire.”

Duke Jackson was dumbfounded for several seconds.

The first reaction in his mind was: It really is a sinister and cunning demon race!

This is no ordinary insidious and cunning! And in the insidious and cunning, there is also a sense of shamelessness! It's really scary! Hey!

But it's still... amazingly effective.

If the Guangming Church uses this to criticize the Yulan Empire, this is really a problem.

But Hill actually didn't want to do this, because doing so would directly expose movies and the like to the eyes of the Illuminati Church. For now, Hill still wants to procrastinate for a day, and it is better to make a fortune by hiding and muffled first.

Duke Jackson actually understands this, and he also understands that this decision is a lose-lose strategy.

"This is my solution, what about Duke Jackson's solution?" Hill asked.

Duke Jackson turned his thoughts around, and he said slowly, "My inspiration comes from "A Song of Ice and Fire."

Hill blurted out: "Are you going to kill the king with poisoned wine?"

Duke Jackson: ? ?

Hill: "... isn't it, then are you going to get married?"

Duke Jackson: ? ?

Wait a minute, what's the matter with you, big brother

Didn't you just plan and plan a lot of tricks? Why did it suddenly become sand sculpted in the blink of an eye? ?

—History is always surprisingly similar.