Pirate’s Increase Admiral

Wapol returned to the old king's room and took care of the old king.

He took care of the old king to fall asleep again, sitting next to him, looking at the old king, who was getting worse and worse, lost in thought.

Although the health of the old king is getting worse, the drum country is a world-famous medical power.

Who knows when the old king will die under the treatment of those doctors.

He didn't want to wait anymore.

The king of the drum country, the Master holds the rights, money, and army of a country, which has always been what Wapol has been looking forward to.

He looked at the sleeping old king, and couldn't help but slowly stretch out his hand to the old king.

As long as he kills his father, then the Drum Country will be in his palm in the future, and the beauty, money, power, and army will all be under his control.

As long as one of his new laws is passed down, people in this country must live under his rules and obey his orders.

Wapol became more excited as he thought about it, his hand was getting closer and closer to his father's neck. He glanced at the quilt on his father's body and grabbed the quilt with the other hand, which would be better.

By doing this, tomorrow morning, news of the old king's natural death in his sleep will spread throughout the country.

As the heir, no one dares to doubt him. He will inherit the throne in advance and enjoy all the tempting rights.

At this moment, Lucas and Monet, who were standing outside the house, glanced at each other.

In this world, many people can hardly escape the game of rights and hearts, especially the children of royal families.

Monet did it.

And at this time, in the old king's room.

The snowflakes came quietly into Wapol's clothes, Wapol's back was cold, and he took a breath.

Wapol looked at the window. The window was closed tightly and the door was closed.

He felt some snow melted by his body temperature from the clothes on his back.

Wapol looked at various places in the house in surprise. Where did the snow come from?

He glanced at his father who was almost awakened by the sound of his exclamation, and quickly covered his father with a quilt, got up and walked out, closing the door of the house.

When Wapol was far away, Lucas and Monet walked out from the corner on the other side.

In Lucas's perception, the old king is still alive and has not been killed by Wapol.

"This bastard..." Monet squeezed his fists angrily by Wapol's conscientious behavior. How could there be such a bad guy in the world.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, not to mention the royal family." Lucas said helplessly, and then walked to the bedroom with Monet.

Fortunately, they stopped Wapol's bestial act of "bringing a filial son", otherwise the old king would die tonight, and they would not be held accountable.

Even if they will not be kicked out of the team by Marine, it will affect their Marine career.

This Wapol glows black from top to bottom.

Lucas sent Monet back to her room, and without the guards finding it, he touched the outside of Wapol's room.

Wapol used the doctor as a tool that he could use at will, and Lucas had to teach the bastard a lesson.

......

Wapol got into his quilt, and Monet's beautiful cheeks still appeared in his mind at this time, and he fell asleep with a smirk.

After a while, the door of the house opened quietly, and a figure quietly walked in, quietly opened the window, and then this figure walked out quietly, opening the door.

After a while, Wapol shrank and shrank into the quilt, and the quilt directly covered his head.

But the body still couldn't stop feeling cold.

The cold wind blowing in from outside blew on the quilt, and the quilt was covered with a thin layer of snow blowing in from the window.

Even though Wapol was shrunk in the quilt, he felt cold.

In this case, it won't be long before this hapless guy will die in the cold.

But Lucas didn't do everything.

He investigated the patrol time of the guards in the corridor, passing Wapol's room every 8 minutes.

Since Wapol fell asleep, the guards who had been ordered to retreat by the stupid started patrolling again.

And Wapol is as fat as a pig, with so much fat and quilt, it is impossible to freeze to death in 8 minutes.

Wapol was getting colder and colder, and the guards passing by the door looked helplessly at the wide open door. As soon as they were about to close, they saw the window wide open and covered with a thin layer of snow...

He quickly ran over in horror, closed the window, then pulled off the slightly hardened quilt, and sniffed Wapol.

"Huh, okay, okay..." The guard breathed a sigh of relief. Wapol was still alive, then he was fine.

He used to be a guard by Wapol's side, but once he followed Wapol to go abroad, he saw this guy act on foreign women. Because of his blockade, Wapol transferred him to the guards patrolling at night. Later, Wapol's loyalty The younger brother Kromalimon beat him all night.

This guard was very "caring" and did not wake up the old king. After all, the old king was very good to the civilians of the country, and his body was the most important thing.

The guard touched Wapol's head. It was okay, he couldn't die.

He left Wapol's house slowly and slowly closed the door.

Go to the doctor slowly.

He was a "faithful" guard who discovered Wapol was ill for the first time, and he found a doctor "soon".

Well, as a loyal subordinate of the royal family, he is very loyal~

No grudges at all~

The second day.

Lucas woke up early, and the old king came to the dining room with him.

The two talked and laughed, and the old king asked the guard following him in a puzzled way. Why did his son not get up?

The guard quickly told the old king that Wapol was sick last night and was under the care of a doctor.

The old king heard that his son was okay, but he was sick, so he was relieved to go to breakfast with Lucas.

At this moment, Wapol's room.

Wapol was lying on the bed, the room was very warm, and a doctor sat on the side, taking care of the sick Wapol.

The old king worries about this country every day, and his health is getting worse and worse, but fortunately, under their care and medical treatment, there is no major problem.

But if they told the truth to the old king that Wapol was seriously ill from the cold at night, they were afraid of affecting the old king's mood.

Sometimes, a person who is getting worse and worse, under such advanced medical technology, the most terrifying thing that beats him is often the shock of the soul.

If one can't stand it, he may belch.

These doctors know this too well.

So I only told the old king that Wapol was sick and couldn't get out of bed yet and needed to rest and recuperate.

"Is it serious?" Another doctor looked at his teacher.

"Serious." The old doctor nodded and said.

Nonsense, almost freezing to death, can it be serious?

Following this, Wapol fell ill with a very serious illness, so he didn't lie down for a while, don't even think about sitting up.

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