The paper sliding door with beautiful patterns embroidered with cool tatami and the lawn outside the door, the pool surrounded by mossy stones, the bamboo tube beside the pool is filled with water and poured down to make a crisp impact sound...

If it weren't for this adventurer equipment, Naomoto would have thought that he was still in Japan, and everything before it was a dream.

This is a quiet single private room. In order to make Shangwen feel more at ease, Qian Chen specially changed the decoration style of this private room to pure Japanese style.

Aizen Satsuki and Naofumi sat opposite each other in a standard upright position.

Looking at Naofumi opposite, looking at everything in the room with a dull look, Aizen Aizen pushed his glasses, and a meaningful luster flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he spoke.

"Mr. Naofumi Iwatani, right?"

Aizen's gentle voice slowly calmed down Naofumi's heart.

"Yes, who are you?"

The familiar Japanese language made Naofumi's face look a little surprised.

"Aizen Aizen, you can call me Aizen."

"Hello, Mr. Aizen."

"If you don't mind, can I call you Shangwen?"

"Please."

...

Gentle tone, sunny smile, approachable temperament, and skillful speech guidance.

Naomoto easily let go of his vigilance and complained to his Japanese compatriots in this other world.

"...One day, I will kill that damn woman! And those damn citizens, I was obviously framed, and what kind of attitude did that clearly regard me as a morally corrupt scum! Damn it! It makes people angry when I think about it!"

Speaking of his experience in another world casually, Shangwen quickly became angry.

During his remarks, Aizen made no comments, and always had a gentle smile on her face, playing an excellent listener role.

When Shangwen stopped with anger on his face.

Aizen finally spoke, and a strongly bewitching voice echoed in the room instantly.

"Life in another world must make you feel very hard."

This sentence instantly resonated with Shang Wen. His face darkened and he nodded silently.

"But all this is just obstacles and training on the road to the Heavenly King's Seal. If you cannot overcome all this and crush these obstacles, you will really become a morally corrupt clown in the eyes of others.

Does Shang Wenjun hope to become that way?"

"Of course I don't want to! But my holy weapon is the weakest among the four people, and I can't even become stronger by killing monsters by myself."

Shangwen showed a strong reluctance on his face.

"Since your own power cannot reach the Heavenly Lord's throne, you might as well try to use other people's power."

Aizen's smile remained the same, but the temperature around him began to gradually cool down.

"You mean Raphtalia?"

Shangwen couldn't help but look puzzled on his face.

Aizen smiled and shook her head.

"No, I'm talking about the other three people who were teleported to another world with you."

"No, this, it's not good to steal other people's things, and no matter how we say we are companions who have traveled together."

Shangwen couldn't help but show a hesitation on his face. After all, he still had a conscience, and his moral values ​​that had lived in modern society for twenty years were also bound by him.

It is precisely this kind of constraint that makes him angry when he suffers betrayal.

Aizen suddenly stood up.

Putting one hand on Shangwen's shoulder, the smile on his face was still gentle.

"Did the three of them regard you as their companions?"

Shangwen's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Indifference, putting insults, accusing, deceiving...

Shangwen suddenly remembered.

From the beginning, the three of them felt a sense of alienation and condescending look at him, who had never been exposed to this world background game.

The contemptuous attitude afterwards was just to show their inner thoughts without any concealment.

"You are right. These three guys didn't regard me as a companion at the beginning. They just regarded me as a burden to teleport together!"

Shangwen gritted his teeth.

Aizen's smile on her face was even better.

"The answer is very simple now. There is only one supreme throne of the Heavenly Lord, but you have four candidates... I don't need to say more about how to choose."

Aizen's smile gradually became a layer of chill and murderous intent.

"Exclude the three of them!"

Under Aizen's deliberate guidance, Naofumi himself came to the final conclusion.

"Think about it, when you sit on the throne of heaven, those who dislike you, who are tired of you, hate you, and despise you have to kneel at your feet and beg for your forgiveness, what a pleasant picture will it be!"

Under Aizen's strongly infected voice, Naofumi couldn't help but begin to fantasize about the scenes of the guys who slandered him and saw clearly his knees in front of him.

This feeling is so cool!

"This process must be extremely difficult, and it is precisely because of this that it has the value of realization. Exhaust all your talents and all your strength to resist the seemingly out of reach of the Heavenly King!

You can set a small goal for yourself first: for example, take away the power of the three of them."

Although Naomoto was still sitting in a straight position, in Aizen's eyes, his palm on his knees couldn't help but tremble, making the owner feel extremely excited.

Shangwen was moved!

Aizen smiled slightly, knowing that he had successfully planted a seed called "Ambition" in Naofumi's heart.

Psychological shadow? Isn’t it better to crush this weak thing directly into powder by ambition? What’s there to worry about?

I, Aizen Saezuke, never, and will never be weak or hesitant in the future.

"No one stood in heaven from the beginning, whether you or me, or even God, but the window period of the throne of heaven is about to end, and from now on, I will stand at the top."

I don’t know if it was to Naomoto or to himself, but Aizen left this sentence and left straight away.

In the room where there was only one person left, Shangwen suddenly raised his head, his eyes extremely firm.

"Mr. Aizen is right! I want to stand in heaven!"

What Shangwen didn't know was that he blurted out with this sentence. The shield warrior skill tree panel on his body suddenly flashed, as if something was about to break out of his shell...

Ten minutes later, it was still in this small room, and the two of them sat opposite each other.

But the person opposite Shangwen has been replaced by Ye Shenyue.

"You want to be the god of the new world!"

"god!?"

"That's right! Only by becoming a god and setting new rules can we crush that dirty, twisted, and decaying world!"
Chapter completed!