The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

Conference live fryer.

Arthur put the pen in his pocket, and the officer beside him seemed to be leaving: "Atherland, don't you have anything to say?"

With one hand in his pocket, Arthur gave him a slanted look: "No."

The officer wondered, "I thought you would have some advice, after all, the nightmare bird is the closest to the storm."

Atherland blew the dust on the epaulettes: "Is it useful to quarrel?"

Officer: "..." No, you used to like to quarrel very much, and you fought directly when you were arguing, I know that I have suffered an iron fist.

But he didn't dare to say these words, the officer kept his mouth shut, and watched Aselan leave the venue calmly.

In addition to him, several commanders also left.

They needed to discuss it with their subordinates, while Arthuran just went to smoke a cigarette.

Most of the remaining commanders present were very angry and puzzled. If this proposal, which wasted money and hurt the Zerg eggs, was really passed, they would be willing to perform a table-eating on the spot.

The officer did not participate in the discussion, so he poked at the comrade next to him: "Hey, what happened to the martial law yesterday."

The comrade-in-arms looked around and whispered: "Nesting period."

Officer: "Whose?"

"Her Majesty."

The officer's expression cracked, and it was a bit difficult to digest for a while. This kind of news could not be blocked internally. The commander knew it, but the image could not be published in the newspaper.

"Did the nesting period resume so quickly?"

The comrade-in-arms held the pen, not daring to talk nonsense: "After all, it is Mianxia, ​​and it must be different from ordinary males, but yesterday, all the military females who wanted to be with Mianxia were all kept out. This Mianxia is probably a monarch. supporters."

The officer shrugged: "Maybe."

Most likely it is a desire to reject nesting attachment.

His Majesty the Emperor's full name is Quiet, and now he is standing up with the crown on his hands. The royal family is now in decline, but there are still members who have a resident, and the commanders will still give them enough respect.

His Majesty Hedwell touched his bald head and was very amiable: "Your Majesty is not willing to accept our proposal. Generals, what do you think?"

Hegovis: "Thoughts? We should lock him up and the army should take over the island again!"

A commander interrupted: "Doing so will intensify the conflict between the underground palace and the empire. This is not the Dark Era."

Hegovis sneered: "Dear compatriots, do you want to sacrifice the interests of the three resident commanders because of him? This is simply crazy."

His Majesty the Emperor can't stand this kind of old-fashioned gentleman's accent, but it's very contagious, and it's probably a gentleman's accent after the meeting.

He was a little helpless, and touched the crown: "What else? Should we fight him head-on? The underground palace is over, and the empire is also over."

"We can procrastinate for a while. This matter will not be able to reach a conclusion in a short time. I don't object, but I don't support it either. Shelve it. This is the head office."

A slightly sullen commander objected: "His Majesty will not allow us to delay, his proposal is stupid, but the evil thing is that he still has reason."

Hegovis reiterated again: "Lock him up and let the military take over the dungeon."

His Majesty the Emperor supported his forehead: "It is not the most ideal way to die together. I think we can discuss the conditions with Your Majesty."

……

The venue was very noisy.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Atherland chose between taking the elevator to the first floor and taking the stairs, and just entered the corridor.

A bunch of dumb hairs popped out, and then the paralyzed little male in black robe poked his head out, sneaking and cautiously, pressing his fingers to his lips, and hissed softly.

Asselan raised his eyebrows and looked around.

The surrounding area was very quiet, except for the soldiers standing guard in the distance, there were no traces of other Zerg activities.

Priest Yao deliberately concealed what happened last night, and Evan also pretended not to know him well at the meeting. The two things revealed that Evan did not want to have anything to do with Aselan.

The peace proposal puts the underground palace on the opposite side of the empire. At this time, if you are too close to the crown, it is easy for the commander to be attacked.

Arthur Lan's eyes moved slightly, he walked into the stairwell, closed the door of the safe passage, and met the eyes of the expressionless male.

There was a vague smell of talcum powder in the air, and the smell brought back memories deep in his mind. Atherland held a cigarette in his mouth, and blocked the male in a corner. His lavender eyes narrowed slightly, and asked softly: " What are you looking for me for?"

Evan nodded reservedly, with a very serious expression: "Major General, it's business."

Arthur said oh, what business is more important than attracting a boyfriend, a moment in the stairwell is worth a thousand gold, who knows when the next time will be.

Arthur Lan changed his posture and said: "Well, you say."

Evan: "Major General, it's really serious."

There are two reasons why Evan came to Atherland, one is the attachment during the nesting period, and the other is that Evan wants to ask Atherland, don't keep staring at him during the meeting, and don't want him to applaud as soon as he finishes speaking .

Evan misspoke several words because of this, but he didn't have time to ask.

After the two Zergs approached, they couldn't help but fell into a sticky atmosphere, and naturally they didn't have time to consider those obviously untenable reasons.

After about 10 minutes.

The door opened, and the male who came out first was wearing a black robe, with a serious face and reddish ears. He looked back as he walked.

After walking a few steps, he was suddenly pulled back by a pair of hands, and after a few minutes of dawdling, the male came out from behind the door and left the stairwell.

Not long after the male worm left, the silver-haired and purple-eyed officer, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the terminal while arranging his clothes.

The 15-minute break is over and the second session has begun.

Arthur Lan straightened the brim of his hat and walked towards the meeting room.

The second vote on the peace proposal proceeded in an orderly manner, with the Crown sitting at the king's side.

Voting is anonymous, His Majesty Hedwell is in charge of counting the votes, eleven resident commanders, and 73 senior officers.

It was no surprise that Evan got twelve votes and the rest were all against.

His Majesty Hedwell was a little disappointed. He thought that this incident could be used to reorganize the commander's power. Anyway, the royal residence would not be affected.

Now he very much hoped that His Majesty would be more resolute, he stood up and said regretfully: "Sorry, Sissel, this is the opinion of most military females."

Evan lowered his eyes, glanced at the officers, finally stood up, and nodded politely: "I see."

The first meeting is over.

The underground monks in gray and white robes followed Evan's footsteps in an orderly manner and left the conference room.

Aslan turned his love and watched the male worm leave, a subtle sense of unease suddenly rose in his heart.

The military officers who stayed in the meeting room were discussing and their faces were heavy. They knew that the young His Majesty would not give up advancing the peace proposal.

after one day

[June 29th of the summer month]

The second White Tower meeting was held, and Mianxia first explained the concept of source blood, that is, the existence of the core.

He detailed the history of the underground palace for more than 1000 years, and the experience left by each term is unreserved.

Tell the Commander the rationale behind the peace proposal.

But the number of negative votes was the same as before, the commander's rejection was high, and there were faint rumors that the army female would forcefully take over the underground palace.

[Night of Thirty Days]

Evan was in the room discussing with Yao the content of the meeting during the day, when the nearby window suddenly exploded.

Evan reacted quickly and protected Priest Yao to evade in time, but his left ear was accidentally injured.

After diagnosis and treatment, there was no serious problem, but the explosion completely tore the rift between the empire and the underground palace.

His Majesty the Emperor expressed great importance and strongly condemned it, but it was anticlimactic and there was nothing to care about, but the matter did not make a big deal like last time, there was no media report, and no rumors spread, but the big thing was turned into a small one, and nothing happened.

But this incident set off countless chain reactions.

With different purposes, different commanders began to form alliances in twos and threes. The relationship between the ascetic monks and the imperial officers was also tense because of this terrorist attack.

Several commanders headed by Hegovis proposed more than once that the army take over the underground palace, but they were rejected every time.

For the Zerg, the history of the Dark Ages is too tragic.

The persecution of the first generation and the second generation by the old shadow of the empire will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever, and the people will not allow such a tragedy to repeat itself.

But the empire couldn't agree to Evan's request, so it could only keep stalemate.

Hegoweisi's attitude became more and more aggressive, reaching the point where he had a strong attacking intention.

Asselan was deeply worried, but he didn't have the chance to be alone with Evan.

The terrorist attack consumed the trust of the underground palace in the empire, and the monks no longer took the initiative to establish contact with the officers.

Under the vicious circle, the relationship between the underground palace and the empire became more and more tense, until a small-scale physical conflict broke out.

Hegovis' subordinates did not inform any Zergs, and forcibly blocked the floor where His Majesty lived. The monks rushed to the blockade, causing conflicts between soldiers and monks.

Although it was later stated that it was a misunderstanding and that Hegovis had no intention of restricting the freedom of the crown, this incident still widened the existing rift.

It was the third of July.

Arthur Lan did not see Evan alone for four days, and the wave of opposition was getting higher and higher, and the number of votes in favor changed from twelve to eight.

All the participating Zerg thought that this proposal would be shelved indefinitely.

Yao also thinks so. The events that happened during this period are too intensive, which made him feel overwhelmed and at the same time a little powerless. He asked Evan: "Maybe we should wait for the right time. I don't understand what your plan is for. But Sissel, obviously, you can't be recognized at this time."

Evan was expressionless, looking at the window. After a while, he suddenly said: "Master Lu Shaoshu, senior Lu Shaoshu once wrote a problem in his diary. There is a problem with the water in a lake, and the fish are slowly getting sick. The difference Yes, some fish died of illness, and some fish are still alive."

"So what to do to save fish in a lake?"

Yao had met Lu Shaoshu before, but he couldn't understand the diary of those ghostly drawn symbols. He asked, "What did Lu Shaoshu write under his crown?"

Evan said: "There are two methods, one is very simple, just leave it alone, because it is just some fish, and the other is more difficult, first drain the water in the lake, change it clean, then pick out the dead fish, and take the live fish out. The fish are put back into the pond, even if they do, some of them will die."

Yao's gaze sank slightly, lost in thought.

Evan looked at the guarding soldiers downstairs and said without changing his face: "Master Priest, we are in a predicament, but it's not that there is no solution. It's just that I didn't want to take advantage of it before confirming that there is no way out."

The suitcase contained the diary of his predecessor.

On the last page, after cracking the password, there is a contact information.

[My former female monarch, ah, if he is not dead, explain the reason, it should not be difficult to ask for his help, this is the strongest cheating tool I give you, my successor, but I hope it is not a last resort Don’t use it, after all, I owe him a favor after I die, my grave will be disturbed]

Lu Shaoshu jokingly wrote this sentence.

But now Evan has no other choice.

·

that night.

His Majesty Hedwell woke up from his sleep and received a video from the female father.

The previous Majesty was a brave female who had a high prestige among the people.Now he is more than 300 years old. After he abdicated due to illness, he went to the former residence of his youth to cultivate.

His Majesty Hedwell has not contacted his female father for decades, and the emperor is very busy, not to mention his female father is indifferent and has never been lukewarm to him, so he suddenly received a call from the other party, Haier His Majesty Will was not surprised.

He supported the crown and clicked OK.

The blue light screen flickered, and an old female with elegant temperament and snow-white hair appeared on the other end of the video. He was holding a black-and-white flowered cat, sitting in a greenhouse full of flowers in the yard.

His Majesty Hedwell was serious: "Father, are you in good health?"

Playing video calls at night is really scary. If it wasn't for the fact that the old female seemed to be in good condition, Hedwell would have thought that his father and mother were critically ill.

"Will," the old female said indifferently, "I want to talk to you about the peace proposal."

His Majesty Hedwell paused. Someone told the female father about this?Which bastard?

He has a guilty conscience, after all, the power of the royal family has declined in his hands.

Just as Hedwell was about to ask, the old female said decisively: "No matter what request Your Majesty makes, promise him, there will be no one who understands pollutants better than him, His Majesty Sissel knows what to do."

Hedwell: "...Uh, female father, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that the current commander is different from your past commander."

The old female cast a glance at him, and sneered at the corner of her mouth: "Forget it, Commander, I will take care of it. You just need to be responsible for yourself."

The video is suddenly interrupted.

Hedwell: "..."

·

The peace proposal suddenly took a turn for the better.

Evan closed the diary and watched the changes in the situation with cold eyes. The guarded soldiers kept changing their faces until finally, they became the familiar faces from the beginning.

[July [-]th of the summer month]

The White Tower meeting, which had been stalemate for many days, finally made progress. Several commanders headed by Hegovis did not attend the meeting, but the three garrisons near the eye of the storm agreed to evacuate.

Asselan sensed the change, but still didn't have the chance to speak to Evan alone.

He comforted himself that there was still a long time ahead, so there was no need to be in a hurry.

The three garrisons near the underground palace began to prepare, and the army organized the residents to evacuate quickly.

All the monks in the underground palace were also sent away from the isolated island. Evan specifically requested that they all be sent to the Forest of Nightmare Birds.

The monks who were told to leave the island for the first time were very disturbed, but they could not disobey the crown.

They packed a bunch of big and small bags and managed to board the ship within the stipulated time.

A group of ascetic monks in gray and white robes stood on the boat in a daze, following the priest.

Yao was the last to board the boat, and Evan stood on the beach and waved to him.

The little monk grabbed the railing: "Why doesn't Your Majesty walk with us?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Where are we going? Your Majesty, aren't you with us?"

"Your Majesty."

The monks who left the underground palace for the first time were very disturbed, Yao remained silent, and Evan had to take over the comforting work.

The little monk was crying. Although Evan was not much older than him, he had a very stable mind and comforted him: "I will go to you after the matter is over. You have to follow Priest Yao and be obedient."

The little monk pursed his lips and waved his hands unwillingly: "Goodbye, Your Majesty."

Yao pursed his lips and remained silent all the time. When the other monks turned to say goodbye to Evan, he didn't dare to look back.

Until the boat sailed far away, Yao looked back slowly, and there was only a small black spot waving his hand on the isolated island.

Send the monks away.

There is no sound at all on the isolated island of Nuoda, and the empty Giant Leaf Maple Forest is as quiet as death.

With firm steps, Evan returned to the underground palace step by step and opened the door.

Deep in the ground, the tentacles have been waiting for a long time and twisted violently, shaking off one after another black eggs. It asked: "Ciselle, do you need my help?"

"No, I need to do it myself."

The underground palace is the tomb of the monks. From entering the underground palace, the steps wind down to the deepest part.

After unlocking the iron lock and opening the stone gate, countless paths extend. Evan's spiritual power has covered the entire underground palace, and the light golden silk thread is unimpeded in the mental power cage built by the bones.

The voice of PA is far in the ground and close to the ear, low and choppy, intermittent, it praises Sissel's kindness, and the beautiful poems are like different leaves, rustling and falling.

It said, "Cissell, you're the only Zerg willing to do this."

The main body of PA can't pass through the blockade of spiritual power, it can't touch those shriveled purple, or white as jade bones, so he can't leave here.

Evan knew that at the end of those forked roads, there would be a special door.

The door is carved with some moonlight patterns and painted pale gold. Silk threads as thin as a cow's hair protrude from behind the door, fluttering quietly like kelp, extending into the darkness.

Evan came to the first door with a candlestick in his hand. He didn't look for the sequence, just walked into a side road and followed the guidance of spiritual power.

He stood behind the door and watched carefully, brushing off the dust. The name on the door was Ron Cross.

It is the name of the third generation.

The doors are unlocked, and there are no guards here.

Evan pushed the door open, and layers of dust fell from the door, but strangely, after opening the door, the room was very clean.

This room was not big, with no windows and no lights. Evan held a candle to illuminate the room. There was no coffin inside. The corpse in a black robe was huddled in the corner of the room, covered with a thin dark red patterned blanket.

The flesh/body is rotting, but the white bones have not been scattered, and they still maintain a curled up posture.

Threads of spiritual power seep out from the white bones, like an inexhaustible river.

Evan put down the candlestick, shook out the blanket and wrapped the skeleton, which was light in weight.

PA's voice suddenly sounded: "I remember him, oh, the third crown, as if he was brought in from the outside, trying to escape every day at first, but never succeeded."

Evan hugged the skeleton and asked, "What happened next?"

"He resisted too much, he was unwilling to multiply, and he refused to provide spiritual power, so he lived a miserable life. When he died, those defenders didn't even prepare the coffin."

"Sissel, it was never me who hurt them. I just wanted the continuation of civilization, but your kind deprived him of everything except life."

"Cold-blooded, cruel, extremely selfish, this is your female, this is the choice made by your people."

PA told Evan.

"More than 800 years ago, I liked breeding very much at that time, and the third crown had to do cleaning work every day, and died before the age of one hundred."

"He looks very beautiful, from your aesthetic point of view."

Evan walked to the next fork, and the PA chatted persistently: "Ciselle, you never want to tell me about yourself, you are as silent as a stone."

Evan held the skeleton and walked carefully: "I need to retreat."

"You are the most obedient majesty I have ever seen, too docile."

The PA commented that there were too many eggs on its body. After the bones under the crown moved, newborn eggs kept emerging from the body.

It shook its eyeballs and used its pale gold wings to deal with overpopulated tentacles.

The second room arrived quickly, and Evan wiped the dust off the door.

This door is old and old, the light golden paint has peeled off, leaving only a complete piece of color, where the names of a generation of crowns are engraved.

Evan was expressionless and moved his lips slightly, but didn't pronounce the name.

PA was silent for a moment, and said to Evan: "I think, before entering the door, I need to explain, Sissel, my civilization just arrived, and I was attacked and harassed by you, and everything at that time was just for self-protection .”

Evan said lightly: "Of course."

He put down the blanket and pushed open the door.

There was a choking smell of dust, but the room was very clean, and the thread of mental power, which was as pale as gold, swayed slightly.

With the help of candlelight, Evan saw a generation of His Majesty.

There was no coffin in the room, but there were no bones either. A solitary head was placed obliquely in the middle, which was larger and thicker than the usual skull bones. The cracks on the top of the head were untied, and there was a milky white light.

"He died of disease, plus a bit of natural accident, the body was buried and only the head remained," the PA said.

With a blank expression, Evan put down the candlestick and held up the head.

At this time, PA really didn't want Sissel to leave a bad impression on him. He couldn't lie, so he tried to divert his attention.

"The first generation was a prisoner of war. At that time, besides him, there were many male prisoners of war who had just grown up. Your females forced the prisoners of war to touch me and trapped me here."

"A lot of Zerg died at that time, and their bodies were sunk to the bottom of the sea."

"He lived, so he became the first generation."

Evan is familiar with the history of the underground palace, and has some understanding of these hidden things, but he never thought that he would enter these rooms.

Picking up the candlestick, Evan left the room with two skeletons.