The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

The person blocking the way was a handsome young man, very young, just judging from his appearance, it was hard to say whether he was 20 years old or not.But he gives people a sense of oppression that doesn't match his age. I don't know if it's because of those unusually sharp eyebrows or because of his overly tall figure.

Kevin said in his heart that it was good to brake quickly, and he had to raise his sight a little bit at this distance. If he took two steps forward, he should look up directly.

He glanced up and down, and sized up the young man back and forth in a very short period of time - from the brown and black short hair, to the full muscles of the arms and chest, to the long legs that were tucked into the riding boots... Tsk tsk in his heart Twice, a sentence of emotion:

Who are you?

It's not that he really can't guess who this person is, but that he really can't connect him with that brat back then.

Time flies so fucking fast, this kid grew so tall after eating feed!

He was in a daze for a while, until Oswald changed from a smirk to a smirk, squinting his eyes and said: "Your Excellency forgets things, it seems that Your Excellency Fassbender has not remembered me." gone."

"Remember, we stayed together for the whole vacation, of course I remember. I was just wondering whether I had been in a coma for several years or centuries, why did you grow so big in a blink of an eye..." Kevin casually measured his waist position, gestured and said: "You came to my place before, not as tall as a crutch, two hairtails can form a you."

Oswald: "..."

This bastard's skill has not diminished from before, and a good sentence from his mouth seems to be very insignificant. No matter how long or short a sentence is, it can always make people find a point to jump.

It wasn't until after Kevin finished speaking that he realized that the brat from back then had now become the top boss. He immediately coughed, turned his face away and closed his mouth silently.

Oswald smiled suddenly, and said slowly: "The vacation I spent with you was unforgettable, even now I still occasionally dream about it. It's a great pleasure to see you again... Anyway, welcome back .”

Kevin listened to him silently, and translated the passage in his mind: I will remember the days when I was beaten up by you all my life, and after so many years, you finally fell into my hands. God has eyes .

Oswald stared at the subtle expression changes on his face for a moment, and finally asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

Kevin laughed twice: "It's okay, my tooth hurts, the meat was too hard last night."

When Oswald heard it, he said "Oh", looked up and glanced around, and rushed to Mio, who was silently listening to gossip not far away, and said: "It's almost too late, let's get on our horses. If you don't mind, your excellency will come to me." Let’s go to the carriage, I can’t wait to catch up with you, Your Excellency.”

Kevin refused without even thinking about it: "No, what a shame, I'll just ride a vulture."

Mio shouted at him with embarrassment: "There are no more vultures left."

Kevin turned his head and squinted at him: "Then you feel wronged and give me half of the seat."

Mio patted the vulture's muscular neck, and said: "No problem, come up, and buy another one when you pass by the wandering place, Your Majesty, do you think it's okay?"

Kevin raised his foot and was about to walk over there.

When Oswald heard the words, he also turned his head to look at Mio, and said word by word: "Okay."

Mi Ao looked at him innocently for a while, and suddenly realized something, slapped his thigh "Ouch" and shouted: "No, leg cramps! I can't move anymore, Ouch—hey, why don't you move?" Let's get on the carriage, Kevin, I can't move your seat—"

While talking, he started to play, his calves were shaking, and he lay on the vulture's back, occupying all the available positions, screaming.

Kevin: "..."

He was amazed by Mio's ability to say that death is about to die. He gave Mio two middle fingers as encouragement, then shook his head and followed Oswald, unwilling to do so and had to keep smiling.

The carriage was parked just outside the forest, pulled by three pure black vultures, they were much stronger than ordinary horses, the mane behind their necks was thick and curly, covering the huge vulture wings on their backs, they were robust and beautiful.

It was only then that Kevin discovered that not only the elite squad of the Bronze Army came together, but also more than 50 heavy armored cavalry, lined up on both sides of the carriage, with a terrifying momentum.

Kevin: "..." Is this someone looking for someone or a robbery?

He glanced at the cavalrymen strangely, and was pushed back into the carriage by Oswald.

"Why such a battle?" Kevin subconsciously turned around and asked.

"A person who has been dead for seven years suddenly sent a distress signal between the wandering land and the giant orc tribe. Would you believe it?" Oswald slammed the carriage door with his backhand, and said bluntly: "This is already I changed my mind as a result."

Kevin said "Oh": "What was your idea before you changed it?"

Oswald supported the roof of the carriage with one hand, glanced at him from top to bottom, and said: "Let the Wujin Iron Cavalry come over and sweep it. No matter who is doing the tricks, ask the mastermind first if you catch them, and kill them on the spot if they don't cooperate."

"..." Kevin said: "Isn't there a priest's house? At least I can make a rough estimate."

"House of Priests?" Oswald sneered, "Half a month ago, Carpenter stayed in the observatory all night, and he didn't know what the hell he saw, and suddenly he went crazy, with disheveled hair, rampant, so suspenseful Falling down from the cableway and falling to his death, now he is huddled in the Pantheon Temple all day long, unable to speak when he sees who bites. Without him, the remaining group of trash snacks in the priest's courtyard can't see anything at all. Yesterday, Xinsha fainted from shock. Expecting them to calculate the specific situation? Dreaming is faster."

Kevin clicked his tongue twice, and he didn't know whether it was a pity or what.

After a while, he came back to his senses and asked in confusion, "Since you don't know anything about the situation, why did you change your mind?"

Oswald paused after hearing the words, stared at the square table in the carriage without saying a word, as if he had become very interested in the silver wine glass on the table.

Kevin narrowed his eyes.

This appearance is exactly the same as when he was a child. Every time Oswald shows this expression, it shows that he is a little guilty...

As soon as Kevin thought of the bear he had when he was a child, he stabbed Oswald with the handle of a short knife unceremoniously, and urged with a straight face: "I'm asking you something."

"..." Oswald didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously said after being stabbed: "After receiving the notification from the priesthood, I took someone to your cemetery."

Kevin: "..."

Oswald: "..."

After the two were silent for a few seconds, Kevin sneered with a black face: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, but you are amazing! You have learned how to dig graves and lift coffins, right?!"

Oswald retorted without hesitation: "Otherwise! If you don't confirm it, you rush out rashly? Why are you so interesting?"

"I've always been so funny—" Kevin raised his foot and was about to give him a kick.

As a grown-up in the army, it would be a dream to expect him to be gentle.Apart from a deceptive gentle face, Kevin has nothing to do with "gentle and gentle" from the inside to the outside.

As soon as he lifted his foot, Kevin suddenly recovered from the inertial mode: "..." At the end, the sole of the shoe is facing the emperor, how should I put it down as if nothing happened...

"..." Oswald finally remembered his current identity. He stared at the soles of the shoes in front of him for a while, and said mockingly, "Your Excellency Fassbender can still kick so high after being dizzy for so many years. It's not easy."

Just as Kevin and Oswald looked at each other, the carriage door was tapped three times.

Without further ado, Kevin put down his legs and turned to open the door: "Who—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the lion cub climbed into the carriage, saying: "That curly hair neither let me go, nor allowed me to climb the vulture, so he insisted on driving me into the carriage."

"Curly hair? Which curly hair?" Kevin looked out, and saw Mio in front of him turning his head and waving at him.

Fortunately, you still have a little conscience.

Kevin muttered something in his heart, and dragged the boy into the car without saying a word.

Oswald snorted, frowned impatiently and said: "Why, you don't bother the brat now, and you still take one with you when you go out?"

The boy blinked, didn't ask for a seat, leaned against the corner, sat down cross-legged, and said, "No, I was beaten up by him several times yesterday."

Kevin: "..." What kind of blindness are you telling a stranger?

The boy turned his head and sneezed towards the door, rubbed his itchy nose, and said in a low voice, "But he showed me yesterday that I wasn't the worst. Child, that one is worse than me, and I don't know which unlucky person it is."

Unlucky Oswald: "..."

Kevin grabbed a big vinegarberry from the fruit plate on the table and stuffed it into the boy's mouth without any politeness, gagging him tightly.

The boy was so sour that tears flowed down his face, and he really didn't care about making trouble.

Oswald said slowly: "Show off..."

Kevin looked serious: "No."

Oswald snorted shortly, rubbed his shoulders and walked around him, sat down firmly, propped his knees on one hand, and picked up a map laid out on the table with the other to continue looking, ignoring him any more. Kevin is gone.This person was sitting in a very rigid posture, with his knees stretched out domineeringly, as if closing his long legs a little bit would hurt his long legs.

In short, he occupied the entire transverse seat by himself, the only place in the carriage where he could sit.

Kevin scanned his posture back and forth twice, leaning against the door of the car and said, "Excuse me, Your Majesty, if you insist on stuffing me into the carriage, where are you going to let me sit?"

Oswald raised his eyelids, picked up half a glass of fruit wine on the table, and took a sip. Just as he was about to speak, the carriage wheels rang twice, and the carriage suddenly moved.

The vulture pulling the cart couldn't fly because it was too strong, but those huge wings were the best help when moving forward.With a flap of wings, the strong wind blows, and the carriage immediately gallops up.

Kevin, who was leaning against the car door, was caught off guard and was thrown out by the inertia. He knocked over the square table impartially and hit Oswald heavily, knocking the silver cup in his hand so as not to die.

Kevin quickly propped himself up and stood up, adapting to his balance amidst the lightning speed.

After finally standing still, he found that there was not a drop of the overturned fruit wine left, and it was all poured on Oswald's crotch, probably as retribution for him taking up two seats with his legs apart.

Oswald's face turned black instantly: "..."

He glanced down, and said to Kevin calmly, "Did your cerebellum run away from home? Why don't you just have a longer range and fly out of the carriage?"

Kevin subconsciously wanted to say, "Your skin is itchy again, isn't it?" Fortunately, he was pulled back by reason before he could speak.

It was rare for him to turn his face back, and he didn't expect Oswald to show him a seat, so he simply sat down on the spot, leaning against the wall of the carriage, just like the boy.While closing his eyes and pretending to be dead, he thought worryingly: I can't help but want to beat up the emperor, how can this be good.

The wheels turned fast, Kevin bumped for a while, and actually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the sky outside had turned black and the light was dim.He was covered with a blanket at some point, it was the kind of thick blanket used in winter, which wrapped him tightly from neck to toe, covered him with sweat, and almost went crazy with heat.

Kevin: "……………………"

Such a wicked thing, no one else can do it after Oswald!

Kevin rolled his eyes, and wanted to whip him when he lifted the blanket, but saw that the young emperor who was sitting in the car had disappeared, not only that, but even the boy who was hiding in the corner was gone.

He frowned, tensed his nerves, and listened with bated breath for a while, only to find that there was silence outside the car.

No, to be precise...it's the silence—the kind of silence that even the sound of the wind disappears, making one's skin crawl.