The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

Kevin: "..."

Oswald didn't hear his response, turned his head and glanced at him again: "Why, do you think my idea is too ridiculous?"

Kevin laughed dryly: "...No, no."

"Although it seems that the age of gods has passed, in fact, things related to gods have been emerging in an endless stream." Oswald casually pointed to the Observatory of the Priesthood, which was left in the distance. Speaking of the priests, they are born to know things that ordinary people don’t know, can see scenes that ordinary people can’t see, and even predict some future events and the rise and fall of the country. These are obviously left over from the age of gods. The spirit race is also , although their witchcraft is more derived from acquired abilities, but that part of talent is obviously also from the legacy of the gods, even though they belong to the collateral line."

It was rare for him to say a few more words, and Kevin couldn't help turning his head to look at him: "Are you trying to prove that the traces of God are still there?"

Oswald paused for a moment, then said in silence for a moment: "It's not just to prove... If it's Phaer, I hope he still exists."

Oswald has always had a better impression of the old gods than the later gods, and Kevin has a feeling for this.His affection for Phae is also far higher than other gods, big and small. Kevin also knows this, but he has never understood the reason.

When he was the God of Light, he didn't care much about these things, and later he became an ordinary person, and he didn't care much about other people's evaluations and ideas.But now, with his elbow resting on the iron railing of the tower, his chin resting loosely on his curled fingers, he looked at Oswald for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Why?"

Oswald froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Kevin said: "Why do you like Phaer? Because he is the God of Light?"

The arrogant and awkward emperor seemed not used to discussing his preferences for someone so bluntly. To be precise, he was not used to easily using the word "like" to evaluate someone, but when asked by Kevin so abruptly, he But I don't know how to refute this word, and I don't know what more appropriate word to use instead.

So I just bypassed the word in an understatement, replaced myself in my heart, and then replied: "There is no reason. Is there a reason for who is pleasing to the eye or who is not pleasing to the eye? All I know about Phaer From the divine calendar, strictly speaking, there are too many post-additions in such a book, and what I see is probably not the most real situation of Phaer, or just one of his one-sided manifestations. But at least—”

He spoke slowly, and raised his eyes to look at the panorama of the imperial city of St. Antis: "When I was very young, at least when I saw the stories about Phae, I felt that one day I would become strong enough and invincible. Impossible. So I hope that such a god who can fill people with courage can exist for a longer time."

Kevin was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and finally couldn't help but asked dumbfoundedly: "Why live longer? Let more people be as courageous as you, and look around with all the courage?"

Oswald rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said: "The premise is that you have to meet someone like you, otherwise this kind of potential for fighting is generally not stimulated. Besides, I didn't say that I hope he will be the God of Light." After living for so long, according to the follow-up of the divine calendar, after the death of the gods, another new life may begin. They may become any ordinary person in this world, or they may choose to sleep forever and never open their eyes. I hope he can become the former, and experience this world created by them as an ordinary person—tsk, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Kevin finally couldn't help laughing, he patted Oswald on the shoulder, and said: "You have a sullen face all day long, and you look like everyone owes you a treasury, I didn't expect to be quite emotional. "

"Are you itchy if you don't run on me a few words a day?" The young emperor condescendingly cast him a squint.

"Did you pay attention to what Dawn said? He said that in the scene that Priest Mowgli saw, there were countless corpses under the feet of the person who seemed to be Phae." Kevin said, "You are writing a small essay on your mood now, just Aren't you afraid to turn around and find that the real Phae has overturned all your perceptions?"

Oswald frowned slightly.

In fact, what concerned Dorn the most about what Donne said just now is that there are countless corpses under Faer's feet, and his body is still stained with blood, and his appearance is closely related to the fate of the Golden Lion Kingdom... Such words follow the logic of ordinary people Looking at it, it is almost hinting that the reappearing Phae may not be as noble and holy as the world imagined, and he is sympathetic to the world.

"...I don't quite believe it." Oswald said slowly in a steady voice, "Even if that scene is real, I still think there is something strange about it."

Kevin raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer immediately.From the look on his face, he seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, he suddenly asked out of nowhere, "Eh? Let me ask you, what would you do if Phaer himself or me was like me after being reborn as a human?"

Kevin didn't treat him as a high-ranking emperor at all, his arms hung directly on his shoulders and hooked him loosely, his clear eyes slightly bent as if watching a joke.

Oswald was taken aback by his approaching face, his eyes first fell into his dark pupils, and then quickly moved away, looking at the distance with a blank expression and sneered: "Oh, then I will kill you!" never mind."

Kevin sneered, let go, and stood up straight again.

He lazily leaned against the iron railing, staring at the layers of black roofs of different heights in the imperial city, until he saw the end of the sky, so far away that he couldn't touch it, his pitch-black eyes seemed to be blindfolded. layers of glass.

The joke on his face was half-hidden, and he said something vaguely: "It's a good thing that someone can give you courage, the more the better."

This endless sentence made Oswald a little confused. He glanced at Kevin, and was about to ask again, when he slapped him hard on the shoulder: "Looking at the scenery in the face of big things , let’s go, go back and discuss with your ministers and commanders!”

This person's hands looked white and thin, he was a gentleman, but his strength was astonishingly strong, a slap could almost make people spit out their lungs.

Even though Oswald didn't spit out any dragon liver and phoenix gall, he still felt that his internal organs were shaken. He immediately glared at the bastard, and replied, "Who told you that I was just looking at the scenery?!"

As he said, while Kevin wasn't paying attention, he raised his hand to pick him up, and threw him on the vulture's generous back.The always arrogant and ignorant Kevin Fassbender Pavilion was like a human-shaped sack, hanging horizontally in front of Oswald, and almost knocked out his lungs in the speed of the vulture.

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That night, Oswald called the important ministers and the commanders of the base camps of the legions, and convened a round table meeting of 12 people.

He said what the priest had interpreted.When they heard that there were traces of Phae in the Old Rose Castle, except for the emperor and Kevin who knew in advance, almost everyone else at the round table looked almost fainted.

When they heard that the appearance of the God of Light was related to the survival of the country, most of the people could no longer sit still.

Everyone discussed the huge map of the mainland all night. The flags representing the distribution of troops hardly stayed in one position for a long time, and they were constantly moving and changing.Ministers and legion commanders have different ideas, and it is difficult to unify the opinions of the conservative side and the radical side. Those who have a high degree of belief in God and those who regard God as history also have different emphasis.

In the 12-person meeting, nearly ten people were spitting all over the place, and their voices were almost hoarse.

The one who has few words left is the emperor who made the decision, and the other is Kevin.

Kevin changed his usual tune of running the train with his mouth full of words. He clasped his hands loosely, put them on the table, and listened quietly to the different opinions of different people, without opening his mouth a few times from the beginning to the end.

Because in this matter, he is too subjective, and there is nothing to discuss at all.

Finally, at dawn the next day, the flag on the map was decided by Oswald, and it was finally settled——

The Wujin Iron Cavalry stood still, and together with the Imperial City Patrolling Army, was responsible for guarding the base camp; the ten Red Iron Army originally arranged in the Kela River area were still stationed there, keeping an eye on the border between the Golden Lion and the Northern Emerald Country.The twelve bronze armies stationed in the west also did not change their arrangements, keeping an eye on the border with the Sand Ghost Desert.

All the remaining troops were reorganized, and two teams were assembled to disguise themselves as caravans and detour from Mirage to Old Rose Castle.The other troops are all stationed in Dada City, where there are direct shortcuts no matter whether it is going back to the imperial city, going to the Kela River or going to the western desert.

It's just that the leader of the "caravan" going to Rose Old Castle has not yet been fully finalized.It said that it was safe and safe. It was the most common road for caravans. It was relatively far away from the ghost town and desert where Sand Ghost was located. It was suitable for camouflage, and the chance of encountering a surprise attack was relatively small.But dangerous is also dangerous, because there are mirages...

Because the discussion reached the morning, Oswald simply asked someone to prepare breakfast and sent it directly to the meeting room, so that those who had stayed up all night could take a break and relax their brains and throats.

As soon as Oswald picked up the cup and took a sip of mint tea, Kevin patted his shoulder and called him out.

"What?" Oswald asked as he walked, "Is there something you don't want to eat for breakfast?"

Kevin said angrily, "I really don't want to eat that starfish, but what does that have to do with me calling you out?"

"Who knows, what if you think it's embarrassing for a bronze commander-in-chief to be picky in front of the public? Do you want to beg me in private to help you fork and eat that thing?" Oswald said nonchalantly. Hotly poked at his point and said: "That stuff is good for people like you who lose blood all day long, you have to eat it if you don't eat it."

"No." Kevin stood still in front of the corridor, first categorically rejected his request, and then made his own request confidently: "Old Rose Castle, I'll go."

Oswald frowned when he heard that: "Don't dream, I still remember the ghostly look you were injured before. How long has it been? Do you want to go to a place like Mirage? There is no door!"

Kevin didn't even bother to talk about the truth, and still couldn't refuse: "I have to go."

"Why?" Oswald couldn't understand.

"You just think I like Phaer too." Kevin mumbled a reason casually.

Oswald: "..."

For a moment, the emperor felt a feeling of unhappiness that was difficult to ignore.