I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

In the afternoon, Ling Pingan had just eaten and was picking his teeth.

Today, he was eating seafood risotto.

The taste was okay!

It was just that…

It didn’t seem to have enough flavor!

However, in this day and age, it was already pretty good to be able to find a takeaway that didn’t taste bad.

After throwing the toothpick into the trash can, Ling Pingan picked up his phone and used his WeChat Read as usual.

The internet was peaceful today.

The trending searches on WeChat Read were basically articles from celebrities.

Both male and female celebrities were busy competing for attention.

Ling Pingan looked at it and was about to turn it off, but he found a piece of news released by the city government on the local news channel at the bottom of the trending list.

“Jiangcheng city has signed a friendly city agreement with Butania’s Lincolnshire!”

Ling Pingan scratched his head. “Lincolnshire?”

Generally speaking, the people of the empire had a very shallow understanding of foreign countries.

Many people had no idea how many countries there were in this world?

Ling Pingan was the same.

He was even a little confused about the countries in the world.

But Lincolnshire?

“Grand Secretary Newton’s hometown?” He was stunned.

Grand Secretary Newton was one of the foreigners that the people of the federation were most familiar with.

He was an indisputable genius.

He was the founder of modern physics and mathematics.

The various disciplines that he created were still the basic theories that guided science.

And the people of the federation had always respected and appreciated people with knowledge.

People with knowledge had always been respected in this country.

Therefore, Grand Secretary Newton obtained all the honors that he could obtain in the federal empire.

Imperial tutor, Honorary Commander of the Kong and Meng Knights, Honorary President of the Imperial Academy of Sciences for life, Hereditary Duke of Yuntai, Dean of the Research Institute of Nature and Physics, Vice President of the Datong Academy…

His portrait was hung in almost all the schools.

Therefore, every citizen of the Federation knew that this grand secretary was the sage of Butania from the land of Qin.

His hometown was Lincoln County.

However…

“Jiangcheng City and the hometown of Grand Secretary Newton formed a Friendly City?”

“How is this connected?”

Opening the news, Ling Pingan immediately knew that this matter was not simple.

This was because at the signing ceremony, Butania’s ambassador to the Federation and the representative of the Butania royal family also personally attended.

This was enough to prove that Catania attached great importance to this matter!

However…

Ling Pingan couldn’t understand how Jiangcheng City had anything to do with Butania.

He even made them sacrifice the main card of Newton University to endorse it!

“Forget it…” unable to figure it out, Ling Pingan simply stopped thinking about it. After all, it had nothing to do with him.

… … …

Alucard was wearing a tuxedo and holding a glass of wine as he leaned against a corner of the reception.

He looked coldly at the people who were toasting each other in the venue.

The corners of his mouth slowly leaked out traces of a smile.

“This is a poison pill wrapped in honey!” He mocked. The two diplomats who were full of smiles looked like brothers in front of the reporters.

“Alucard…”Yingu Late frowned. “What do you mean?”

“There’s a famous saying in the east; ‘It’s harder to say no after you’ve taken something from others..'”

“Some things, once they start, are hard to stop!”

“Especially when this country is so powerful!”

“Once we cooperate with them… Things will no longer be controlled…”

He turned around and looked at his mistress. “Little Master, have you learned the siphon effect?”

Yingu Late nodded her head.

“This eastern country is a huge magnet for all other countries!”

“If you get close, you will be firmly sucked in…”

“The only way to not be sucked in is to stay far away!”

“The countries of Nanyang…”

“Xin Luo, Fu Sang…”

“It’s all like this…”

“The most outstanding talents are like metal fragments of a magnet, constantly falling into the arms of this country…”

“The Datong Party says that the world is a public place…”

“The Gonghe party says that everyone is like a dragon…”

“There will always be one that suits people!”

This was the reason why this eastern country, even though it did not use weapons, still led the world.

They kept their fists under their robes.

They used etiquette and morality to replace tanks and airplanes. They treated culture and ideas as nuclear bombs and space-based weapons.

In the sweet words, everyone could not help but sink into it.

Therefore, they did not need to balance themselves offshore. They could just sit back and watch the wind and clouds rise.

Yingu Late did not quite understand.

“What’s wrong with the lives of the Nanyang countries, Fu sang, and Xin Luo?”She asked.

In the past, she did not know because the Eastern world was relatively closed.

Even with the internet, they could not communicate because of the differences in language.

However, as she began to learn and understand the situation in the Eastern world.

She already knew.

In the eastern countries, because of the existence of a giant.

Therefore, all countries did not need any military equipment.

Their safety was guaranteed by the country under their feet.

The spirit called Benevolence and Righteousness guided the order of the Eastern world.

When one side was in trouble, eight sides supported.

At the end of this summer, the Nanyang Disaster, the federal empire used a large amount of material assistance.

They even directly dispatched troops to assist in disaster relief.

After the disaster relief was completed, they immediately retreated without any hesitation.

During normal times, the Empire sold its cheap grain, industrial products, and medicines at extremely low prices.

Even the poor could eat their fill.

In order to encourage the exports of various countries, this country had a series of laws to ensure and assist the development of various countries.

Thus, for the first time in the past 300 years, the countries of the east did not have to worry about war, famine, and plague.

With the support of this great country, everyone could enjoy the dividends of peace and development.

In comparison…

The countries of Qin and the land of Qin, on the other hand, were bleeding profusely and fighting without end.

Military expenditure occupied more than 10% of the budget all year round.

The military expenditure of the land of Qin in the north continued to soar.

Therefore, Yingu Late felt that if they could indeed establish a cooperative relationship with this country.

Then, this was a good thing for Butania.

In this huge market, even if Butania only occupied 1%, it was enough to cause the entire country’s economy to fall into prosperity.

Alucard looked at his childish little master and shook his head.

Although this little master was precocious and intelligent…

She still didn’t know the dangers of this world.

“Are you still jealous, Alucard?” Yingu Late asked

Alucard shook his head and nodded again.

He squatted down and looked at Yingu late’s eyes. “My little master… you are still young…”

“You won’t know the ugliness and danger between adults!”

He certainly had hatred for this country!

In a sense, the Blood River Overlord was actually a product of the hundred-year war.

His main body was originally a general.

He came from the Northern Zhou battlefield as a general.

He could no longer remember the specific memories of his predecessor.

He only vaguely remembered that he was surrounded…

Tens of thousands of people were surrounded.

The dragon flag was fluttering, and cannons were being pushed up one by one.

The panicked soldiers shouted and were depressed.

They had been betrayed.

The reinforcements would not come.

Under the flag of St. George and the flag of Lily, the soldiers from Butania and Faran, in despair, lined up in long lines, braved the artillery fire and advanced on the drums.

Smoke filled the air, and the cannons roared.

The battlefield was littered with corpses, and blood flowed everywhere.

Blood, flowing through the gullies, finally gathered together.

That was where he was born in the first place.

An army betrayed.

A battlefield slaughtered.

Anger! Despair! Bloodthirst! Madness!

Countless remnant souls wailed.

He was born from the depths of the sea of blood, from the victims of the battlefield.

Therefore, after he recovered, he was determined to take revenge.

As he recalled these, Alucard’s eyes gradually became cloudy.

But…

For more than 200 years, although he was determined to do so.

He was defeated time and time again.

He had long been beaten to the point of losing his temper.

After the sacred alliance was forced or voluntarily disbanded.

He had already understood that it was impossible to take revenge on this country.

He was a monster!

But he was a rare patriotic monster.

His soul, his spirit, and his thoughts had all been carved into Butania.

In particular, the layout that he had managed for 200 years in the Northern Zhou dynasty had been smashed.

After witnessing another of his kind, Duke Ivy of Hell, who had also crawled out of the battlefield, being crushed like an ant in this land.

He practically turned to reality and reason.

It is also the part of his spirituality that is from Butania that is at work.

The Butanias have had nothing but profit since time immemorial.

That’s why he’s so worried.

But how was Yingu Late supposed to know it?

She looked at the expression of Alucard, asked: “Since Alucard you do not like… clearly can oppose it…”

The Blood River Overlord was the guardian of Butania.

Therefore, the Blood River Overlord had the power to veto all treaties and laws.

This was decided by his strength.

Butania didn’t dare to agree to things that he didn’t agree with.

Alucard smiled bitterly. “Is it useful for me to object?”

“Moreover, I have to agree!”

As long as the owner of the bookstore was still in the city of this country.

Butania could only get close to him!

That was because, if he didn’t join, there would be no future!

Originally, the technology, economy, and even transcendent being of this country was already a peerless leader.

They were a generation apart from other countries.

If they further obtained the help of the owner of the bookstore…

Then…

Butania’s future would be bleak.

Practical interests forced Boutania to choose to ally with him.

Just like in the hundred-year war, after countless deaths and injuries, Boutania was the first to make a compromise.

Even before…

Alucard looked at the portrait hanging at the reception.

The portrait of Grand Secretary Newton…

Without the consent of the Butania royal family, how could this priceless treasure of the kingdom come to this country?

Although the rumors said that it was because the emperor of this country had exchanged gold that was ten times the weight of Grand Secretary Newton.

It was a game of a thousand gold horse bones.

However…

At that time, the two countries were at war!

No matter how ignorant the queen was, how could she agree to it just for mere gold?

Thinking of this, Alucard thought of reality again.

He thought of the countries of the land of Qin and said to Yingu Late, “From today onwards…”

“My little master, you must be careful…”

“Our enemies will not let you off!”

Butania had been a traitor in the land of Qin since ancient times.

In the past two hundred years, she had been a thorn in the flesh of the Church of Bones.

The ambitions of the Faran Emperor had failed.

The dream of Prussia had shattered Paris.

The crown of Hapsburg had fallen…

All of these were all done by Butania.

In the past, the Church of Bones was willing to endure.

Because Butania was at least still a ‘traitor’.

But now…

In the eyes of the Church of Bones, Butania had probably become a ‘traitor’.

A traitor that was even more hateful than the heretics of the land of Qin in the north!

To catch a thief, one must first catch the leader.

Yingu Late was the core figure who maintained the relationship between the Blood River Overlord and Butania, so she was naturally targeted.

The assassins of the Church of Bones might already be on their way.

Yingu Late nodded her head.

She was familiar with this.

Because she had been shrouded in the shadow of the assassins ever since she became sensible.

The assassins of the Church of Bones were thinking of assassinating her all the time.

Her ancestors had basically all died in the assassination of the Church of Bones!

Including her ancestor, the once greatest demon hunter of the land of Qin — Van Helsing!

A priest who was born in the Church of Bones but betrayed the Church of Bones.

“After a while, I may have to leave you…” Alucard said.

“I have asked General Song Shihui for your safety…”

Alucard took out a talisman from his pocket and handed it to Yingu Late. “Take it with you…”

“It will protect you!”

This was a talisman drawn by the commander-in-chief of this country.

At a critical moment, it could withstand a full-strength attack from an admiral!

… … …

The Church of Bones.

The most important holy place in the land of Qin.

Countless human bones were decorated here with chandeliers, walls, candlesticks, and holy pictures.

Tens of thousands of bones formed the outline of this holy place.

This should be a creepy church, but there was no evil in it.

Instead, it was full of holiness and solemnity.

Especially now.

The wave of the recovery of spirit aura was washing the world.

Every bone here was flowing with the Holy Light.

It was the affirmation of God to his believers.

It was also the omnipotent father’s love for his children and Lamb.

The death of the land of Qin was sacred.

They believed that after death, they would enter heaven and be with the Lord.

Therefore, devout believers honored the sacrifice of their bones to the church.

Moreover, this was not something that ordinary people could do.

Only the most devout believers or noble nobles, kings, and priests could have the qualifications.

And in the Church of Bones, there were the bones of several kings.

The spirits of these dead believers lingered inside and outside the church.

Their devout beliefs stirred up a psionic power storm in the resonance.

On the cross, hymns sounded.

It was as if the eyes of the Lord, the all-knowing eye, were watching.

The white-bearded bishop slightly twitched as he held his scepter and passed through the praying believers.

He walked toward the holy seat.

On the holy seat, the light of the Archangel slowly appeared.

It was the Lord’s Messenger!

Michael!

The King of Angels!

The bishop knelt down in front of him.

He led the priests and began to recite a poem praising the King of Angels.

In the hymn, the consciousness of the King of Angels began to revive.

He lowered his divine wings and covered everyone.

These were his lambs.

And so, he knew.

“Heresy!”

The will of the King of Angels was like the waves of the ocean, sweeping across the bottom of everyone’s heart.

“You must die!”

And so, a feather fell down.

It landed on a priest. The feather fell into the hands of the priest and transformed into a long spear.

Holy Object!

Lance of Longinus!

The spear stained with the blood of the son of God!

The Spear of Sin!

The Spear of Redemption!