The daily life of a poor husband [Interstellar]

After the number of people patrolling the streets increased again, the number of people going out decreased visibly to the naked eye.

Without the hustle and bustle of people, the colorful and diverse signboards on both sides of the road look dull and deserted.

At such a time close to dinner, a high-end black speeding car speeded silently on the empty street.

Augustus, who had concealed his identity and returned to the Emperor Star, was sitting in the closed flying car, watching the empty streets through the one-way window with cold eyes.

I don’t know when the drizzle began to fall outside, and a thin layer of water vapor was formed on the window. Many small dots were irregular and densely assembled on the same plane, one after another water drops, Distort the space separated by a window into bizarre worlds.

It was very quiet in the speeding car, only a few shallow breaths remained.

The raindrops falling on the window formed continuous pieces, merging the distorted small worlds, and then falling apart.

I don't know how long it took, but the flying car stopped.

At the destination, the people who had been waiting here respectfully walked to the speeding car and opened the door.

The rain was not heavy, and it fell finely on the bare/exposed skin, which brought a little itchiness. There were no puddles on the ground, but it was stained with a layer of dark color. Against the gray sky above the head, Added a touch of loneliness.

Augustus raised his face and looked at the gray blue above his head.

The day Winnie left was also such a cloudy day with drizzling rain.

Before he even had time to see the child for the last time, even the news of her death was a cold death notice.

The time they spend together is actually not much, and it can even be said that they only occupied a very small corner in his long years.

But holding that piece of tissue paper, he could clearly recall many details about the child, the strawberry milk she liked to drink, her favorite No. 7 paintbrush, the huge painting brush she brought back from the thrift store herself. The floor-to-ceiling bookshelf, the little dimple that appeared at the corner of his mouth every time he met him...all these began to flash in his mind.

Her eyebrows, her voice.

Memories are like tides, beginning to invade continuously.

The anxiety and shyness of the child when he called him father for the first time; the joy when the painting he painted won the prize for the first time; the first time he told himself nervously but excitedly that she had someone she liked...

Suddenly a gust of wind passed, and a coolness passed over the neck soaked in water vapor, which timely pulled back Augustus's thoughts of memories.

The gorgeous palace that is close at hand, even under the gloomy sky like today, still cannot hide the magnificence and magnificence that is different from other buildings.

The guards who were supposed to be guarding in front of the palace were nowhere to be seen, and it was quiet in front of the towering gate, with no one in sight.

The faint sound of cannon fodder came from afar.

Augustus, who had already stepped on the steps, stopped, turned his head, and looked at the distant sky.

That was the direction from which the voice came from. The sky that should have been gray-blue was a little brighter than fire, and the glare that was constantly shining on the ground dispelled the gloom in that piece of sky.Compared with the silence in front of the palace, under the changing sky in the distance, it seemed much more lively.

"marshal?"

The soldiers following him let out a voice of doubt because of his stopping.

Augustus withdrew his gaze and continued to climb up the stairs. "Let's go."

The movement in the distance became louder and louder, and even dyed the entire sky into gorgeous fire clouds, and the continuous roar accompanied by strong light suddenly appeared wantonly.

This time, Augustus did not stop.

……

The maids who usually come and go in the palace have long since disappeared. In the entire empty palace, there is only the sound of uniform footsteps, which are constantly echoing.

At last they passed through a half-moon arch and entered the cella behind the half-drawn curtain.

In the deepest part, there was the first figure they saw after entering.

It is also the goal of Augustus' trip.

Edward sat on the throne, looking at the old marshal who walked in through the gate, who had always been highly regarded by him.

They've known each other for so many years, but it wasn't until now when he saw each other's eyes covered in ice that he realized that in all these years, he had actually never understood him.

Edward silently watched a face with no expression gradually move forward, and finally stopped at a distance of three meters. His cold eyes without any warmth fell directly on him—he even looked at him from the eyes of the other party. There was no murderous look, because Augustus looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

He couldn't help but think of the countless meetings before, the silent but extremely reliable appearance of the other party.

Edward couldn't help but sighed.

Before this, he never thought that one day, the two of them, the monarch and his ministers, would come to this day.

Noticing that Edward didn't respond as usual when he saw himself appearing, Augustus was not surprised either.

From the moment he discovered the post that popped up on Starnet, he realized that Edward would doubt himself.But he didn't stop it, and he didn't ask people to delete the post that quickly reached the top in a short period of time, but chose to let it go.

The appearance of this post was beyond his expectation.The person who posted the post was a virtual account, and the information of the person who posted it could not be traced.Augustus didn't know who it was. At this time, he chose to make this past incident public.He didn't want anyone to disturb the child's sleep, he didn't want to let the troubles of this world trouble her, and let the child rest peacefully.

However, the old photo in the post that seemed like yesterday finally dispelled his idea of ​​deleting the post.

Winnie was so lonely when she left, but Edward was accompanied by someone every day, sitting at the highest position in the empire, and receiving the love and respect of citizens, how unfair it was.

Everyone should know what His Majesty the Emperor has done to a girl who loves him deeply.

Augustus raised his eyes and looked directly at the king sitting on the throne.

The four eyes met, and no one moved their eyes away.

Edward looked at the marshal who was promoted by himself, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes, and he said calmly, "Do you think she will be happy to see what you have done?"

"You are not qualified to mention her in front of me."

In response to him, Augustus sneered coldly.

Seeing this, Edward couldn't help but a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. This emotion was fleeting, and even Augustus couldn't catch it.

He wouldn't care if Augustus took offense at himself personally because of Winnie.After all, he once, and really loved that girl.But Augustus took revenge on himself as the starting point and brought disaster to the entire empire. As the emperor of the empire, he could not tolerate this.

So far, there is nothing more to say between the two.

For a while, Edward was a little bit depressed.

He glanced at the people following Augustus, "Are you only taking these people?"

Ignoring the faint sarcasm in the other party's words, Augustus waved his hand backwards without changing his expression. Suddenly, a few black shadows rushed out from the people following him and rushed in different directions. Those who appear will fight to one place.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

A figure walked out from the apse, the black shadow faded away, and stood under the light.

Augustus glanced at each other, not surprised.

Since Edward already knew that he would come to him, it was impossible for him to do nothing and just foolishly wait for him to come and kill him.

He looked at his good friend. Not long ago, they were talking and drinking, but this friendship can only end here.

Augustus turned his face sideways and looked behind him.

The people behind him understood and nodded, and several figures flashed by, rushing forward, blocking Keen's way, and surrounded him.

When Keane saw this, his heart sank.

From the time he saw his good friend leading so many people into the palace, as if he had entered the land of no one, he knew that His Majesty did not lie to him, and that his old buddy really wanted to turn against him.

But he still couldn't help but want to give it a try, to see if he could bring his friend back.

He and Augustus joined the army in the same year, and the two happened to be assigned to the same team. Their daily drills and tasks were inseparable, so their relationship quickly heated up as a matter of course, and they were fixed as good brothers for life.

He still remembered that they were manipulating the mechs, shuttling through the flames of war, and the hearty fighting was a testimony of their friendship and meritorious deeds.

Just because they have fought side by side for so many years and know that the other party is a person who does not rub their eyes, it is even more impossible for him to accept when he is told about the other party's betrayal.

An hour ago, he had asked the emperor whether he could give him a lighter punishment if he could persuade them to turn around. At that time, Edward did not speak, since he did not agree, he did not object.

He thought it was tacit consent, but it wasn't until he was surrounded by the group of people in front of him and blocked his way that he realized that Edward's silence was because he knew that he was doomed to fail.

Keane closed his eyes, and quickly opened them again. This time, he didn't hesitate any longer, and without any hesitation, he punched the opponent who was sneaking up from the side with a quick punch.

Fist-to-flesh collisions, dazzling beams of light, and the increasingly thick smell of blood in the air all declared the intensity of this confrontation.

And Edward and Augustus, who have always stayed in place, are like the narration wallpaper in this red action movie, and they seem so out of place with everything around them.

Augustus even tidied up his collar and cuffs, looking like a gentleman about to rush to a grand banquet, rather than a locked target, the Iron Marshal.

Edward also slowly got up from the throne.

A traitor to the empire, he will take it down himself.