AWB Chapter 228 Slap
Chapter 228 Slap
"Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap."
There were six slaps in total, no more, no less, and each slap seemed to hit the hearts of the little nobles present.
I heard this voice today. I hope I won’t be silenced when I return.
They were terrified at this moment, and were almost scared to death just by listening to that voice.
Although no one can see the scene of Gray Dex slapping himself, the situation where one can hear the sound but not see the picture can arouse people's imagination even more.
Have you ever learned that kind of descriptive technique for articles?
There is a technique similar to painting, which is called "leaving blank space".
It means that this part is not described in detail, but left blank to give people room for imagination.
This is a very clever technique. What is there deep in the mountains?
The author does not go into detail, but just briefly mentions it, leaving people with a light aftertaste.
"Hey, those last two slaps weren't strong enough, do it again."
His Majesty's voice sounded like this.
No, are you coming? ! !
The hearts of those petty nobles seemed to be stirred by raging storms.
An epic professional, a great noble appointed by the empire, and the leader of an army of golems dared to slap himself in the face like this. Only a person of Your Majesty's level could accomplish such a thing, right?
"Don't bully others too much!!!"
Gray Dex really wanted to say this while pointing at Caesar's nose.
But he dared not.
Caesar narrowed his eyes, as if admiring the liquid swaying in the wine glass, and looked like he didn't care about anything.
But in Gray's perception, there was a person sitting there who was brighter than the sun. But when he looked carefully, it seemed that there was no one in that place.
It was like a real god, and he was not in the same spatial dimension as himself.
"Pah, pah."
Two more slaps. In order to prevent Caesar from finding fault, Gray slapped him harder than all the previous ones combined. By the time he finished, blood was already flowing from the corners of his mouth.
"Yeah, not bad." Caesar nodded with satisfaction: "Very energetic."
It was clearly a compliment, but coming out of Caesar's mouth it was like another hard slap in the face.
"Okay, it's time to apologize." Caesar said casually.
"However, before we start, let me help you learn your lesson." Caesar stood up and said.
"..." Gray was silent, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
"Yeah, that's much better." Gray's face swelled up. Caesar retracted his slap and wiped it with a handkerchief.
"Let's get started." He sat down again and said so.
There was a struggle on Gray's face, but his desire for life exceeded his desire for face.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have insulted Barryka's mother."
He said so.
Xi Ze had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, as if he were a strict class teacher, teaching a disobedient primary school student a lesson.
"Don't talk to me, talk to Barricka." Caesar didn't even look at him.
"..."
Gray's teeth were almost broken at this point.
Kill you kill you kill you kill you kill you kill you!
He kept roaring like this in his heart. If he could, he would have torn Caesar into pieces with his eyes.
But he can't.
How do you say that?
Objective reality is not subject to subjective will.
Although this statement may be wrong in this magical world, it is at least correct now.
Gray clenched his hands, the nails on his fingers had dug deeply into his flesh, and blood was already dripping.
"Barryka, I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have insulted your mother."
"Louder." Caesar said lazily.
He found that he kind of liked this feeling. No wonder the villains always did this.
This feeling of not being able to dislike you but not being able to get rid of you is really good.
There was no other way, so Gray Dex could only repeat it again.
Seeing her uncle, who always thought he could control everything, apologizing to her like this, Barricka felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
She didn't feel very refreshed or happy.
On the contrary, her desire for power grew stronger again.
As long as you have the power, whatever you do is right.
She thought so in her heart.
Looking at his master sitting there, what he held in his hand was not a wine glass, but ultimate power.
"Are you satisfied, Barricka?" Caesar asked.
"Hmm." She nodded.
Seeing his uncle behave like this, he must want to die now.
"Ah That's good."
Caesar nodded.
"This is Her Highness Jefferson Allen. If you want to join her order, you can talk to her more." Caesar said.
"As for you..." Caesar looked at Gray Dex who was standing there, extremely embarrassed.
"Go away, don't get in my way anymore."
He said this rather arrogantly.
Barricka sat next to Jefferson and talked to her.
Most of the questions were from Jefferson, such as why Barryka wanted to join the Knights.
The game was still going on, and in the game that was about to begin was Jefferson's sister, Emiah Allen.
What surprised Caesar was that even after being humiliated like this, Gray still sat here and did not leave. He just switched seats with Mihaly and sat quite far away from Caesar. There was a faint light emanating from his hands, repairing his face. In addition, he drank a few bottles of potion, and the scars on his face gradually disappeared.
So tolerable?
Caesar was a little surprised.
Just as the game was going on, an accident happened.
"Boom!!!"
A huge sound wave came from outside the academy, and even from a considerable distance, a dark mushroom cloud could be seen rising in the sky.
What's happening?
Caesar frowned. He could sense a huge magical reaction in that direction.
After a while, someone who looked like a servant hurriedly ran from outside to the stands and whispered something in Gray's ear.
The latter seemed quite shocked and stood up from his seat. The next second, he disappeared from here.
what's the situation?
Caesar didn't quite understand what was going on.
Forget it, it’s none of my business.
Caesar thought so.