The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

Kevin dreamed that he was digging soil in the thick mist of Andorha's dense forest. He pushed away the wet mud, dragged an indistinct heavy object, and lay down together in the pit, and then sealed the mud himself.The underground is stuffy and humid, and the whole body is sticky, as if covered with a thick layer of blood mud.

The rusty smell of blood became more and more serious, and he finally couldn't help pushing aside the dirt and sat up, but he saw dead bodies everywhere around him, and the battle flags of the Bronze Army and the Golden Lion Kingdom fell not far away, soaked in blood. color.He glanced down to the left and saw that the man lying with him in the pit was Oswald.

"Wake up—" He felt a little sad, and pushed Oswald's shoulder hard, only to see that the lying corpse sat up.

Oswald pulled out the arrow stuck in his body indifferently, then picked up a longbow on the ground, handed it to him, and said, "Can you stand here and shoot the chamomile leaves at the other end of the courtyard? Give me a try. have a look."

He propped himself up from the ground, and when he looked up, he found that the battlefield had become the garden of Parson's family. The adult Oswald was standing by the refreshment table, looking at him leisurely with his arms folded.

"Okay, try." He hesitated to reply, then squinted at the chastity tree in the distance, and steadily drew the bowstring.

With the sound of breaking the wind, the long arrow was heavily nailed to the broad-leaved chaste tree. The whole tree trembled for a while, and fell in response.

He put down the bow, but found himself standing on the top of the mountain, the whole world was extremely quiet, as if he was the only one left, the huge sunset slowly sinking behind him, leaving the sky as golden red as blood.

Kevin woke up in this silent dusk.

He sat up, but found that he had been moved at some point—this was obviously not Oswald's study, but a large bedroom.A thick and luxurious bedroom with black gold and brass as the main decoration.

"You're finally awake," said an elderly voice.

When Kevin turned his head, he saw a meticulously dressed white-haired old man sitting on a chair beside the bed and watching him quietly. The nasolabial folds at the corners of his mouth were so deep that they were almost carved into his bones, making him look rigid and stern.There was a book spread out on the old man's lap, and with Kevin's eyesight, he could see the mark on the corner of the book with a quick glance: Houshenshu.

On the first line of the opened page, there is a sentence: Don't take dreams as a nonsensical and absurd journey, it always has a source.

Kevin pouted, looked away, and said to the old man, "Uncle Ian, long time no see."

It's been a long time indeed. Ever since he left Parsons Manor after the spring break that year, he hadn't seen the old butler again. He didn't expect that Oswald would bring him into the palace.

Ian put on a grave face and said, "It's nice to see you again."

Kevin: "...Thank you." I really didn't see it at all.

"I'll go and call the young master." He was probably used to this address, but he couldn't change it for a while, so he got up and paused before adding, "Oh, it's Your Majesty."

Kevin lifted the quilt: "No, I'll go out with you."

Before his feet touched the ground, a tall figure had already appeared at the door of the bedroom.

"Put your feet back, people who have been asleep for three days and three nights are not qualified to get out of bed." Oswald's voice came coldly, "If you don't want to keep copying the code a hundred times."

When Kevin heard this, he retracted his feet in a wise manner, and said in surprise: "Three days and three nights?!"

Oswald: "Otherwise you think?"

Kevin looked outside through the window. The heavy rain has not stopped, and a thin layer of water mist has risen on the ground, which is almost the same as before he fell asleep: "...I thought it was only half a day."

Oswald replied very contemptuously: "Oh."

Kevin: "..."

"Let them get some food, such as roasted hare and stewed milk stork." Oswald ordered Ian while taking off his rain-stained coat.

Old Ian saluted, and then said sternly: "No, people who haven't eaten for three days and three nights can't eat these, I will let them do something else. In addition, Your Majesty, your recent diet is too meaty. I have notified you in the morning They changed the menu." After speaking, he walked away respectfully.

"..." Oswald said expressionlessly, "I must have lost my mind before I brought him here."

Seeing the flesh of his mouth fly away, Kevin also twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "So he is now?"

Oswald's face was paralyzed: "Chief Chamberlain."

Kevin: "..."

He stared at Oswald for a long time, and said in a speechless voice: "I have now found out that you are probably a masochist."

Oswald: "..."

With a cold face, he closed the door with a "bang--", then strode to the bed and pulled the armchair over.When I sat down, I couldn't help explaining stiffly: "If I didn't bring old man Ian here, he would have died a long time ago. It's true that I'm annoying him, but it doesn't mean I want him to die."

Kevin opened his mouth and wanted to tease him, but before he could speak, Oswald stopped him: "Shut up, it's not for you to speak. Now I'm asking you, what's going on with you?"

"What's going on?" Kevin was taken aback.

"From the time when you came out of Andorha's dense forest until now, you were awake except for the few times you fought, and you have been sleeping almost the rest of the time." Oswald said.

Kevin laughed dryly and rubbed his sore neck, "Probably...lack of sleep."

Oswald sneered: "If I remember correctly, you told Mio that you had been in a coma until this year and didn't wake up. People who have slept for several years told me that they don't have enough sleep, are you fooling me?"

Kevin: "..."

"The next time you talk nonsense, you'd better find a piece of paper and write it down, so as not to turn around and forget it, and slap yourself in the face." Oswald leaned back in the chair, folded his arms and squinted at him, "So I Think it's necessary for you to re-explain the whole thing."

Kevin thought for a while, and said, "Well... I don't know why I didn't die at the beginning, and why I woke up in the Andorha jungle. It's just that when I opened my eyes, I just saw a hungry and dizzy lion pounce on me. Come here, oh, it's that stinky boy in Ben. Of course, I can't take him so cheaply, just clean him up—"

"Wait a minute." Oswald was not at all interested in how he cleaned up. "You said you saw a lion when you opened your eyes? Where are you lying?"

"On the ground." Kevin said.

"Just lying like this, with no cover?" Oswald said, "There are not many large beasts in Andoha, but there are a lot of bugs, which are eaten by the living and the dead, and affected by the mist, all of them are poisonous. If you apply medicine, it will fester and fester, what about your wound?"

Kevin: "..."

"So where are you lying?" Oswald asked again, picking his chin.

Kevin said helplessly, "Underground."

Oswald frowned: "Underground? What is underground?"

"Just dig a hole and bury it in the ground."

Oswald: "..."

This description is very weird, can a living person be buried underground?

"No matter how much you pretend to die, you should really die after being buried for a while." After Oswald said this with a sullen face, he suddenly remembered another thing, "I was still in Parsons Manor when you died in battle, I didn’t see it with my own eyes, but I heard Mio mention it later. He said that he was there throughout your funeral. After the coffin was lowered, he and several officers of the Bronze Army stood in front of the tombstone for a whole day, and they didn’t leave until dusk. A little bigger space, if you are bored for a whole day, can you still live?"

Kevin: "..."

Oswald's eyeballs were lighter in color than when he was a child, almost transparent, like the most shrewd snow wolf in the Mogao Icefield. When he looked straight at him, there was a sense of arrogance and clarity.

"Okay...you wait." Kevin got out of bed from the other side, closed the window tightly, and then walked to Oswald and asked, "Is there any handy weapon? Like a dagger or a short knife? A fruit knife Same."

Oswald: "..."

What he said seems to be trying to seek power and usurp the throne.

"Oh, I don't mean anything else, just borrow it." Kevin added.

"Try taking another step with bare feet." Oswald told him to roll back on the bed, walked aside by himself, took out a black gold dagger from behind the full-length mirror and threw it to him.

Kevin caught it, flicked off the sheath of the dagger, and drew a line on his wrist without blinking.

"What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!" Oswald grabbed the dagger.

"Hey—take it easy." Kevin waved his hand nonchalantly, and raised his wrist to his eyes, "Look carefully."

Oswald shut his mouth unwillingly, but his face was still not very good-looking. He probably still thought Kevin was a little crazy.He looked at the bleeding wound with a dark face, ready to call for someone to come in and apply medicine to Kevin to stop the bleeding.

But after a while, his face changed.

Because the wound had stopped bleeding by itself, and in just a few seconds, most of it healed.It was a very miraculous process, the cracks in the skin were re-kneaded together at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the scabs did not form, as if it had never been scratched.

If it weren't for the two drops of blood left on the ground, Oswald would have suspected that he was sleepwalking just now.

Kevin shook his intact wrist in front of him: "Do you understand why I lie to fool people now?"