Chapter 313: Mental Pollution

Palace, gardens.

Wayne, dressed in a white suit, was quietly looking at the 'Midland Chronicles' in his hand, and when he read something incomprehensible, he frowned slightly, and then he was puzzled by the fact that there was no contact with him.

After a while, Queen Sharlut, dressed in royal robes, sat down beside him with the corner of her skirt lifted and asked curiously, "Is Mr. Bruce reading a brief history of the kingdom?" I've read this book before, and although the story is wonderful, the way it is presented is a little uncomfortable. ”

Changing from her previous shy and timid appearance, Sharruth's face is full of confidence, since becoming a queen, she has gained a freedom that she once did not have, even if the queen has no real power, she is willing to eat.

Everyone's pursuit of life is different, some people yearn for power, and some people yearn for comfort.

It is clear that this Queen of Sharlut belongs to the latter.

Closing the book, Wayne smiled faintly, "It is undeniable that this historian's penmanship is indeed uncomfortable, but the stories he records are indeed fascinating, but a little absurd." ”

Shar Rut was noncommittal, and suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming to Wayne, and a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face, "That, Mr. Bruce, I want to ask you for something." ”

Wayne raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Tell me about it, my Majesty. ”

"Can I visit the nearby city-state for a few days?"

Looking at Sharluth's cautious appearance, Wayne couldn't help but smile, "Your request is very reasonable, but remember to bring guards, although the security in Midland is good now, but after all, it is just in case." ”

Shar Ruth nodded repeatedly, "Of course, I won't be like last time..."

With that, she couldn't wait to pull her maid out of the garden, as if she was suffocating.

Also, recently, due to the presence of envoys from the southern island countries, the queen must be present and hold all kinds of boring banquets, so it is no wonder that she is so eager to plan a trip.

When Sharluth left, Wayne beckoned to the side, and a young guard in the armor of a school officer stepped forward.

"Rickett, I'm going to trouble you to follow the queen this time."

It turned out that this young guard was Rickett, who had been by Wayne's side for 4 years, growing from a teenager to the young man he is today, except for his age and mental maturity, he was not the same in terms of skill.

Rickett, who has half a foot on the pinnacle of mankind, is now one of Mittland's indispensable combat forces.

As Rickett took the order, Griffith came with a gust of incense, and Griffith, who was dressed in the uniform of the prime minister of the kingdom, showed a solemn look on his face as soon as he came, and asked with a slight question, "You sent people to contact the revolutionary army?" ”

Wayne nodded lightly when he heard this, "That's right, isn't there anything unreasonable about this?" ”

"You know that we are now in the honeymoon period with the Empire, aren't you afraid that the Empire will come to Xingshi to ask for guilt because of this matter? Although the current Midland country is strong, but when the war is together, it will only be ordinary people who will suffer! ”

Looking at Griffith, who was worried about the country and the people, Wayne smiled, "When did my dear Prime Minister look forward and backward like this?" The people of Midland could not go through a war, and how could the Empire not be the same? And how many of their armies can withstand a battle between nations? So, don't worry, even if they know that I am in contact with the revolutionary army, they will only make a few small moves behind their backs. ”

Griffith knew that this was the case, but there was always a hint of worry in his heart.

"That being said, but..."

"Alright." Unceremoniously interrupting the close partner's words, Wayne smiled, "We have already spoken first, and the military, political and diplomatic aspects are in my charge. Finances and internal affairs are under your control. ”

Looking at Griffith's aggrieved look, he sighed in his heart, his temper has grown recently, and he is quite arbitrary. Or is there a will in the whole world that influences people's moods? Otherwise, why is this world so dark and sinful?

His voice slowed and his tone softened, "Alright, Griffith, I didn't mean to speak to you like that, the Revolutionary Army is our natural ally, and it will be of great benefit to our future conquest of the Empire, and I believe that with your ingenuity, you should be able to see what is at stake, right?" ”

Griffith sighed, "Well, you have a point, I won't ask about this again..."

She was in a bad mood and didn't want to stay for a long time, and there were indeed other important things to deal with, so she said goodbye and left.

This made Wayne clearly feel that there was a slight rift in the relationship between the two, is it really a blessing that cannot be shared? When power reaches its peak and opinions are divided, I am afraid that even the best relationship will come to an end.

When Wayne was left alone in the garden again, Yuan Lu Zhi, who had not spoken in his body for a long time, said lightly, "Boy, there seems to be something wrong with your spirit, although I know too well what happened, but your original pure spirit has become no longer pure. ”

Wayne frowned, "You mean, my spirit is polluted?" ”

"If you find that your personality has changed significantly recently, it means that your spirit is indeed polluted, so that it triggers negative emotions in your body, if you can't suppress this situation and continue, your spiritual energy will change from pure white to pure black, and then you are no longer what you are now..."

"Is that so?" muttered Wayne, and sure enough, he felt right in his heart, that there was an invisible force in this world that was infecting people's spirits and souls, leading them to loss and sin.

Could it be the abyss? Existing in the Sword Wind World, the human negativity, the gathering of the darkness of the world, the creator of the Hand of God, and the master of the Netherworld.

If it is, then it's a bit of a hassle.