The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

North Emerald New Calendar 720, May, Andoha dense forest.

This is the last late night of spring, and the longest period of miasma in the eastern part of the mainland has just ended, and few living things are willing to come out of their nests.

Because of the extraordinarily quiet environment, the slight movement in the depths of the dense forest seemed extraordinarily abrupt.

It was a lion digging mud.

It looked thinner and smaller than ordinary lions, and seemed to be underage. Its shoulders were bowed and its buttocks were pouting. There were scratches all over its body, some of which had festered, and the rotting flesh was mixed with pus and blood, exuding an indescribable smell.

But it didn't care about it, and just swept away the mosquitoes and flies close to it with its mud-rolled tail from time to time, and its two weak front paws flew up and down, and soon dug a big hole in the mud.

It let out a grunt from the bottom of its throat, looking excited and full of expectations for the food under the mud, after all, it has been hungry for too long...

Just when it couldn't help but lift its tail up to the sky, its front paws digging into the wet mud suddenly touched something.

Hearing a metallic sound of "ding--", its claws were shaken, and it suddenly retracted.

lion:"……"

That's not the sound meat would make!

The lion stared at the mud pit in bewilderment, and its tail raised to the sky fell to the ground with a thud.

It hesitated for a long time, but finally succumbed to its appetite, and bravely continued to plan.

After a while, the whole thing buried in the pit was revealed——

It was a monster in human form!

The reason why it is called a monster is because he has two big heads, and his head can't even be divided from the front to the back, just like a round and heavy melon.There are almost no white spots on his body, and he is covered with three layers of old mud everywhere... except for the hands folded on his chest.

Half of the metal armor was buckled on those hands, covering from the wrist to the base of the fingers, rusty and mottled, covered in wet mud, so black that the original color had long been lost.The only exposed front half of the finger was neither stained with dirt nor showed a trace of blood, it was so pale and clean that it was almost morbid.

Lions can't care about things like real, fake, fresh or not, as long as they can eat them!

It jumped to the monster's chest, and lowered its head to bite!

There was a soft sound of metal friction, and the pair of thin and sickly hands twitched suddenly. One hand pressed against its sharp teeth, and the other hand quickly touched behind it, stroking its buttocks without saying a word. Just a slap.

The lion let out an "Aww", dumbfounded as if he had suffered a great humiliation: "..."

Before it could fight back, it was thrown aside by the monster grabbing its tail.

It stretched out its sharp claws, got up, and tried to lunge again, but the monster grabbed its throat and pinned it firmly to the ground.

The monster gasped heavily, raised its free hand and pressed it around its own neck. After a rough metal friction sound, the crumbling "head" was lifted off by him without any politeness. It was thrown on the ground—it was an old-style first armor covered in mud.

When the first armor was taken off, the rough edge hooked out a thin rope that the weirdo had tucked under his collar, and there was a dark silver metal sheet hanging from it, and the strange guy's full name was engraved on the thin piece——Kevin · Fassbender.

The lock rope between the heavy armor pieces has long been broken, and Kevin took the burden off his body with little effort, leaving only a set of underwear that has long been invisible, with a handle buckled at his waist. The short knife in the room, and a cowhide bag that fell to the ground.

The lion clamped under his left hand has completely recovered at this time, struggling desperately. Although he is not an adult, his strength cannot be underestimated.The sharp claws like steel blades scratched several deep holes on Kevin's arm, dripping with blood.

Kevin gasped in pain, frowned and let out a "tsk", then unbuttoned the dagger, and raised his hand to stroke its neck.

As a result, the lion became anxious, and suddenly exploded with astonishing force, which made Kevin's hand numb, causing him to roll over and slip away.

He probably understood that the man in front of him was also a ferocious master. The lion didn't intend to continue to resist, and nimbly took advantage of the loopholes, and ran away. It's just that this immature little beast escaped, and took Kevin away. The dropped leather bag.

Kevin: "..."

He had just crawled out of the mud, and a series of fights were almost based on survival instincts. His limbs kept up, but his mind was still lagging behind.He was stunned for two seconds before remembering what was in the cowhide bag, he rolled his eyes, rubbed the back of the dagger with his thumb, raised his foot and chased after it.

The lion let out an "Aww" and flapped its four paws in front of it, wishing it could go directly to the sky.

However, it was of no use... After all, it had been hungry for too long, and it still had countless poisonous wounds on its body.

After a while, Kevin buckled the short knife back to his waist in one hand, and carried the lion tied up with vines in the other, and found a relatively safe river and sat down.Along the way, I also touched a few sour fruits and picked up a handful of dry branches, as if I wanted to support the barbecue.

"Are you still running? Huh?" Kevin asked, patting the lion's head.

He probably hasn't spoken for too long, his voice is low and hoarse.Because of laziness, it was almost inaudible, but unexpectedly there was a more frightening sense of threat.

lion:"……"

Kevin flipped its fur, checked and said, "You don't have any marks on your body, right? If not, I won't be polite... After all, I've been hungry for a long time."

There are two kinds of wild beasts on this continent, one without special markings, that is decent beasts, edible - you are their prey, of course, if you are fierce enough, you can also make them your prey.

And the other kind with the tribal mark is not very serious. It is a giant beast man. After careful study, it is probably the same ancestor as Kevin thousands of years ago. One of the races, it is not easy to talk.

"If there's really no mark, then you can only admit that you're unlucky." Kevin hoarsely comforted him ferociously.

The lion looked terrified: "!!!"

Kevin piled up the dry branches and leaves, took out the flint and steel from the cowhide bag he snatched back, looked into the bag with a worried face, and confirmed that everything inside was still intact, and then he let go. tone.

"Fortunately it's not broken..." He muttered, putting the cowhide bag aside, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally press it on it, then he lowered his head and rubbed the flint, intending to light the dry branch.

Just for a while, the lion, which had already resigned itself to its fate and pretended to be dead, came alive again for some reason, and struggled twice, rolling around like a slapstick, as if it wanted to take the opportunity to bite off the cane and escape.

As if it could escape...

Afraid that he would roll around and crush the cowhide bag, Kevin couldn't help raising his head to scare him, but was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the lion tied up with vines disappeared, replaced by a brown-haired boy about seven or eight years old.He was about to break free from the loose cane, with a fierce expression on his face, and his eyes were full of hostility towards Kevin.

Kevin: "..." What about the serious beast that was promised?How can you change into a person if you disagree?

He has a slight stomach ache.

But before he could recover from the stunned and stomachache, the boy grabbed his weak spot first, threw himself on the ground, and grabbed the leather bag!

"Don't touch it!" Kevin shouted!

Too bad it's too late...

The boy was full of ferocious aura, and his desire to find a threat was also beautiful, but his hands were a bit short.

I couldn't catch it all, and finally slapped it with a slap, making a crisp "pop".

Kevin: "..."

He lifted the boy's paws away, and with his left hand, he yanked the slipknot of the cane, binding the little bastard tightly; he grabbed the cowhide bag with his right hand, and hurriedly opened the mouth of the bag, pulled it inside, and then pinched it out. There is a black round grain.

The thing was about the size of a bean, and looked like a beetle at first glance, but it was accidentally crushed, and there were still a little smoky gold stains on the side, as if it died very wrongly.

"..." Kevin's thin face was expressionless, with veins popping out of his forehead.

This humble "beetle" is called Xinsha. It is often used in wartime. Everyone in the army has it. When sneaking and attacking, they often rely on it to convey location information and call for help if necessary.

In order to distinguish, the letter sand used by different armies has different colors, and ordinary soldiers and officers also have different colors. As for the commander level, one color only represents a specific person.

This stuff can work just by pinching it, and the operation is friendly to the people, very foolish.

Under normal circumstances, soldiers were as happy to see Xinsha as if they were seeing their own mother...except for Kevin at this time.

He held this dead letter, not to mention happy, he really wanted to hang that cheap little bastard up and beat him.Not only that, he guessed that the person who received the letter sand would also not be overjoyed, and might have been frightened to death...

I have to say, to a certain extent, his guess was quite accurate——

Located in the Wujin Xuan Palace deep in the Great Rift Valley at the northern end, there was a "bang" sound on the observation platform, and the old priest shook his hand holding the observation pool, and pouted over straight.

The remaining two young priests couldn't react in time, and they still stared dumbfounded at the cluster of lights blooming in the pool.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?! Letter sand?! Smoked gold?!" one of the priests yelled, his expression as if he had seen a ghost, "No, no, I must have misremembered, the smoked gold represents more than one person, right? !"

The other one really saw a ghost, and said with a dazed expression: "You remember correctly, the smoky gold color only represents one person. It is the bronze commander, Kevin Fassbender..."

"But...but he died many years ago!"

Half an hour later, in the depths of Wujin's hanging palace, the newly succeeded new emperor turned over and sat up on the bed, his eyelids twitched when he heard the servant shout: "Your Majesty! The Priests just reported that Commander Fassbender is in the Andorha jungle. The area is scammed!"

Xindi: "…………………………"