Chapter 164： Too kind (1/2)
”boom!”
”Cracking!”
”Ah---let me out!”
...
Msuru is depressed and angry. Although he has been detained for two days, he can no longer bear it. He is a relatively uncomfortable person who has nothing to look for. Now how can he be held in a room. ?
However, he asked for it.
He could go out on the first day, at least he could walk around in the castle!
Although Warta's order was to prevent him from leaving this room, Msuru is a prince after all, so Heboar did not do too much. There was no guard at the door of his room, but he ordered the castle guard not to let him. Get out.
It's a pity that Mushulu didn't cherish it himself, and even tried to play outside the castle, wanting to see the tragic situation of those untouchables who were killed by him.
But in this situation, how could Heboar let him out?
So he was naturally stopped by the guard at the door!
However, Ms. Lu, who was stopped, did not give up, but resorted to sneaking away, sneaking out of the castle!
With his many years of experience living in the castle and his understanding of it, he did run out smoothly at the beginning.
Unfortunately, his bad luck happened to ran into Heboar who was returning to the castle!
This time, Heboar became angry and shut him in the room directly, and put a guard at the door of the room.
Moreover, Heboar knew Mushulu's character, and also understood that ordinary guards couldn't stand him, so the guards at the door were all Valta's most trusted elite guards specially transferred by him!
These guards are powerful and only listen to Warta's orders, not at all!
In desperation, he could only vent his anger by smashing things everywhere in the room!
”boom!”
Msuru kicked out, the only table left in the room was missing another.
”what!”
”Boom boom!”
”Let me out!”
”I want to kill you!”
”Asshole, this prince just killed a group of untouchables, why did you treat me this way!”
...
Mushulu slapped the door angrily and yelled at the door, but it was useless.
”Huh huh!”
Mu Xiuru, who had been arguing for a long time, panted heavily and looked a little tired. Looking back, there was nothing intact in the room, only a bed and a table passed down from his grandfather's generation.
He has to rest after the bed, so naturally he won't move it.
But how he looked at the rest of the table was an eyesore!
”call---”
Mushulu sighed deeply, and ran towards the antique table in the northeast corner of the room.
”go to hell!”
”boom!”
A flying kick kicked the table in half.
”Kang Dang!”
The moment the table broke, a delicate wooden box fell down.
”Kang, bang, bang!”
The wooden box fell to the ground and bounced a few times. The lock was directly broken and the box was opened.
”Grumbling!”
A dazzling green gem rolled over.
”Yep!?”
This gem instantly attracted Msuru's gaze. He calmed down, a blur of blur flashed in his eyes, and he involuntarily stepped forward to pick up this gem.