Chapter 262:

"Boom boom boom!"

The Yanbei that had been modified in advance exploded.

The fiery flames ignited the entire house along with the pipes.

"on fire!"

"Get out of here!"

"Yanbei had an accident again!!"

The fire spread unusually quickly.

The three houses in a row were instantly ignited.

The villagers living inside rushed out of the house one by one, regardless of the thin clothes on their bodies.

Looking desperately at the burning house.

After the house burns, repairs can still be used.

However, in this country, there is a glutton that can never be satisfied.

His favorite food is BBQ house!

The people attracted by the fire reacted quickly, picked up the nearby snowdrifts and prepared to put out the fire.

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

"stop looking!"

"Stop it all!!"

Wapol, who had already prepared, rushed over with the guards guarding him.

This is the food he carefully prepared for himself, and no damage is allowed!

"Don't put out the fire!"

"What!"

This time it's not just the people.

Even the guards guarding Wapol were shocked.

I can't believe that my future king can say such words.

Previously the prince had only sought a house to eat after the accident.

What is this for now, are they going to burn all their homes in the future? !

One by one, the villagers anxiously spoke out to persuade them.

"His Royal Highness Wapole!"

"This accident could have been avoided!"

"These houses are still useful!"

"Shut up!" Wapol's thirsty saliva began to overflow from his mouth.

He is about to feast, and no one can stop him!

"I'm hungry! If I want to eat, who dares to put out the fire! I'll eat him!"

"..."

Both the guards and the people fell silent.

Looking desperately at the burning house.

Wapole is the prince, although there is also a prince Mushuru.

But to the extent that the king is favored by Wapole.

Wapole is the next king of the Iron Barrel Kingdom, and no one can resist him.

"Hahahaha, it smells so good!"

Wapol laughed triumphantly, watching the house where the fire was extinguished little by little.

He rushed up, he wanted something hot!

This matter quickly reached the ears of Captain Dalton of the National Guard.

The tauren with a heart full of people rushed directly to the palace above the giant pillar with a heart full of anger.

The warm air in the palace made the tauren even more angry.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Walpo ate three houses today, and stopped the people and guards from fighting the fire. Are you spoiling Lord Walpo too much?"

"I'm sorry, Dalton, but it bothers me too."

King Twart supported his forehead with a headache, and felt a little helpless at Wapole's unscrupulousness.

Under his rule, Drum Kingdom is a small and peaceful country.

Together with Yan Bei and Re Bei obtained from the Don Quixote family, people's lives have been greatly improved.

But things have gotten worse since Wapole ate the devil fruit.

As he grows older, ordinary food can no longer satisfy Wapole's needs.

Trees, stones, and even houses grow in size every day in this crazy eating.

Among them, barbecue house is Valpo's favorite food.

Now the whole kingdom is full of complaints about Walpo's bad behavior.

But Walpo was his chosen heir, and he couldn't bear to punish Walpo.

"Dalton, Wapole is still a child now, just wait until he grows up, he will definitely take on this responsibility!"

"But—" Dalton still wanted to try to dissuade him.

King Watiel directly terminated the topic.

"..."

Dalton clenched his fists, and his dissatisfaction with Wapole grew deeper in his heart.

Every time! But Prince Walpo's temperament didn't improve at all, but got worse and worse.

If this continues, where should the country and its people go? !

But as a subject, he has no choice. The only person in this country who can punish Prince Walpo is His Majesty the King.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Dalton plodded, crawling out like a dog that had lost its ideals.

"Father, give Wapole to me! I will definitely train him! Let him take on the responsibility of being a king!"

The quiet hall was broken again.

Mushuru lowered his head, his eyes full of hatred for Wapole.

Also his father's son, Wapole loved him from childhood.

But now he is going to be exiled from the Fire Nation.

How unfair! !

"you?"

King Twat turned his head to stare at Mushuru, his face changed from his kind face just now, and his face was completely cold.

Wapole only caused the property loss of the people, which he can make up for as a king.

And Mushulu, who ate the fruit of fungus, experimented with various bacteria among the people since he was a child.

If it weren't for the fact that the original fruit ability was not discovered deeply.

And the early discovery, coupled with the efforts of doctors.

It has already caused a catastrophe, and the people will all die in the hands of Mushulu.

The face of the royal family for 800 years will be lost in the hands of Mushuru.

Thinking of this, Twat's tone became more and more angry.

"Go to the Land of Fire and reflect on what you have done, and let the flames burn out the poison in your heart!!"

Flicking his sleeves, Tewar walked towards the back of the palace while clutching his swollen temples.

God knows what he did wrong, and he worked hard all his life to govern the country.

None of the two sons he bore inherited his royal character.

"Obey! My Majesty the King!"

Looking at Tewat's back, Mushulu's eyes were full of resentment.

294 They also have no right to rectification.

"His Royal Highness Prince!"

Seeing Mushulu return to the palace, the well-dressed guards hurriedly saluted with an impeccable posture.

In the ears of the public, the prince may not be very famous.

In the palace, the prince was even more notorious than Wapole.

Mushulu responded blankly.

"Well, go down! Don't stay in the hall!"

"Obey! Your Royal Highness!"

The guards exited the palace respectfully, closed the door, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Crack, click, click!"

A piece of exquisitely shaped and valuable utensils were smashed on the floor by Mushuru, and the fragments flew around.

Mushulu's chest rose and fell violently, and his facial features gathered together, looking extremely ferocious, and his eyes were full of hatred and resentment.

"Damn! Damn Wapole! Damn Iron Watt!!"

"I am the eldest prince!"

"Why didn't you choose me!!"

"I am the future king of this country."

"..."

Today, Twat still has no change in his plan to deport him.

The throne of the country! I'm about to miss him!

That fool Wapole!

With his hippopotamus brain? How worthy to inherit this country! !

Twat is also a short-sighted fool.

The mere people, as long as his invincible ability is researched.

The Iron Barrel Kingdom will no longer be limited to this winter island where resources are scarce.

"Fufufufufu~ Fear and anger will make you lose your mind!"

A playful voice suddenly sounded.

"Invasion of Iron Barrel Nations, what do you think you are..."

Realizing that there was an outsider beside him, with dangerous hyphae emerging from his hands, Mushulu suddenly turned around and planned to attack.

Then, two figures came into view.

One was wrapped around a dangerous thunder beast, and its mouth faintly locked his throat.

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