The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

Ever since Oswald could remember, he has almost never dreamed of his parents, and the few times he only heard "Master Pach" and "Mrs. meaning words.

In the final analysis, the reason is that Pach's so-called parents are really lacklustre.To put it more harshly, they are more like adoptees than parents. Except for an old manor, an old housekeeper and a few servants with eyes on the top of their heads, they did not give Oswald any normal parenting. Something to give, such as closeness and concern, comfort and teaching.

Not to mention these, even sticks and yelling don't exist.

As for Master Pach's appearance, he could still recall it when he thought about it carefully. After all, during some festivals, Pach would occasionally remember that there was a son in the old manor, and bring someone over to take a look.However, even though he came to see his son in name, he was actually just asking the housekeeper Ian about the situation, and he had nothing to say to Oswald.

As for Mrs. Pach, Oswald couldn't even recall her appearance.After all, Mrs. Pach had been ill for a long time during those years and was bedridden all year round.He had very little contact with her, and the number of times he met her could be counted on one hand, and the longest time was her funeral.

But even so, Oswald has no hatred for them. After all, hatred requires deep feelings as a premise, and he does not have such a premise.It's just that when he was a child, he occasionally couldn't figure out why the Pachers had such an attitude towards him.Compared with Pach's other children, he doesn't have more heads and less eyes. Why is he alone treated differently?

Children don't know how to analyze love and hatred, and it is difficult to distinguish the subtle differences between feelings.But he could also tell instinctively that at least the Pachers did not treat him like a son.

If you treat your son, whether you like it or hate it, you will express it more confidently.And not like Pach, who always has a sense of hesitation and repetition.

Later on, until Emperor Nuoer sent someone to take him into the Ugin Suspended Palace, he did not understand what the attitude of the Pahes towards him was—it was the attitude towards a hot potato, and he did not dare to lose it too much. Don't dare to take it too close, it's human nature, it's really normal.

At first, when he heard someone from the royal family say that he was the son of Emperor Nuoer, his first reaction was: Whether it was the person sent here or Emperor Nuoer himself, they were all crazy!

In his perception, Emperor Nuoer was not someone worthy of liking and admiration.There are many rumors about the emperor. Even though he lived in the old manor all year round and was almost isolated from the outside world, Oswald heard a few sporadic ones from the naughty servant.

The emperor was a libertine when he was young, with too much energy, and he was a scumbag who changed women like clothes.Of course, the emperor never admits that he is a scumbag, and always emphasizes that he is deeply in love with every woman in office.

It's just that his love river has always been the size of a ditch, and it will end after three or two strokes, and it will disappear when he lands.When he jumped into the next ditch of love, he always said when he mentioned the previous paragraph: At that time, he was too young to understand his feelings.

He has been "young" for more than 30 years, and finally he is too lazy to raise the banner of love. After middle age, he wanders more than before.

I don't know whether it was God's eyes or some other reason. When he finally got tired of playing and started thinking about the next generation, he suddenly realized that there were not many children left by his side.Tragically, the remaining children died young one after another, leaving only one daughter in the end.

It's a pity that the emperor has a kind of crazy paranoia towards his son, thinking that the only remaining daughter is not enough to inherit the entire Golden Lion Kingdom.Thus, Emperor Nuoer, who was over fifty years old, started his wandering career again, working hard for several years but gaining nothing.

He finally began to resign himself to his fate, thinking back on the sins he committed when he was young, trying to find a few more sons.

After thinking about it, he only thought of one——Oswald, whom he let the Pach family raise on his behalf.

Oswald didn't have any affection for the emperor who claimed to be his father, and likewise, he didn't have the slightest yearning for a place like Ugin Hanging Palace, which represented power and status.

To be precise, those were actually the two years in which he was in the worst mood—first he learned that Kevin Fassbinder, who was the commander-in-chief of the Bronze Army, had died on the battlefield, and he would never have the chance to see him again.Then the Pach family was wiped out, and the old manor where he had lived for many years was also destroyed.If he hadn't brought Ian to the palace, then all the people involved in his childhood and youth memories would really be gone.

It was as if all his past had been erased.

Under such circumstances, the relationship between Oswald and Emperor Noel could be good.At that time, Oswald was only in his teens, and he devoted himself to killing the emperor every day, and at night, he tried every means to get out of the Ugin Hanging Palace, getting farther and farther away from this damn emperor and this damn place good.

After Emperor Noel found out about his plan, he almost turned the place where he lived into a prison with layers of guards.

During those days, Oswald mastered all kinds of skills by self-taught, such as picking doors and slipping locks, building plank roads to hide old warehouses secretly, and the height of the road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high.

It's a pity that the palace is a palace after all, it's not easy to get in, and it's even more difficult to get out.

At that time, Oswald was unwilling to talk to anyone except occasionally talking to the old butler Ian beside him.He disliked everything in Ugin Suspended Palace, except his half-sister, Sara, the only daughter of Emperor Noel.

Sara was almost the only one in the palace who had no scheming or grudges, and only came to care about him.

Probably because they share a father like that, so Oswald can't show disgust towards her because of the sympathy in some aspects.This only sister was nearly ten years older than him, and sometimes even took care of him more meticulously than the elders, she was the most gentle person he had come into contact with since he was a child.

For the first time, because of Sarah, he had a vague idea of ​​what family care and closeness were like.

When Oswald first came to Ugin Suspended Palace, Emperor Noel only said that he was his father, and didn't even tell him who his mother was or what kind of person she was.Of course, Oswald suspected that the emperor himself might not even remember.

Later, it was Sara who secretly helped him inquire with the old man in the palace, and only then did he come up with a result.

"I heard her name is Bai Hill, she is a tall beauty! She has transparent and beautiful eyes, just like you." When Sara told him, she also mysteriously took out a roll of parchment: "I I sneaked around St. Antis and found a folk painter to paint a picture for you. Well—it’s just based on the description, maybe it doesn’t look like that.”

That was the first time Oswald heard about his mother, and the first time he saw what his mother might look like.

The woman in the painting smiled very gently, and her eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar to his own. It was probably because of this that he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he still had a little memory of her.

After that, he occasionally dreamed of the scene of Sarah handing him the parchment a few times, but he still couldn't form any three-dimensional impression of the beauty named Bai Hill.

So, when he saw a tall beauty in the drowsy dreamland intertwined with cold and heat, he almost didn't realize who it was.

The woman in the dream was just like Sarah described, with almost transparent eyes, extremely clear.Her hair was long and thick, and the color was very different from Oswald's, a very light platinum blonde.Her smile is not as gentle as it is on the picture scroll, but has a sense of freshness and brightness of a girl, and she seems to be able to make some pranks in the next second.

"He's so small, it's fun to pinch his fingers." Oswald saw her leaning down to look at him, and rubbed his face with a smile: "Why is he so dumb that he doesn't even know how to cry?" ? I want to make him cry."

Oswald: "..."

He actually wanted to open his mouth to speak, but found that his mouth seemed to be sewn shut, and no sound could come out.

Everything in the dream seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and everyone's faces and voices were not clear.He vaguely heard a middle-aged woman's voice yelling angrily: "Bai, don't pinch him all the time, he's sloppy, be careful."

The woman's voice was getting closer and closer. When the voice fell, Oswald saw a gentle and kind middle-aged woman appearing above him. She looked much shorter than Bai, and she smiled a little bit. very similar.

"Dad, don't you want to come and see him? He's smiling." Bai You smiled and shouted back.

"Can you laugh?" A deep voice came from far and near, and then, a figure much taller than ordinary people appeared in front of Oswald.The middle-aged man's shoulders were so broad that he could wrap his daughter and his wife in his arms. As soon as he came over, he frowned and said, "Why didn't you cover him with a blanket? going to be sick."

Oswald stared at them blankly, and was covered by a warm blanket in the next second, but he didn't know if the blanket was too small, and the warm feeling only stayed on half of his arm.

He felt a little uncomfortable from the cold, so he couldn't help but try to reach out and grab two handfuls, and stubbornly pulled the warm blanket into his arms, hugging him tightly, trying to make himself warmer...

"Hey—wake up! Hiss—my ribs!"

Oswald was awakened by the struggle of the blanket in his arms, and vaguely heard a few complaints close to his ears, the voice was very familiar, unlike any one he saw in his dream, it seemed— —

Kevin Fassbender!

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, and was startled by Kevin's face so close to him that his breath became stagnant.

"...Finally woke up?" Kevin sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I know you're cold, but don't stretch yourself so tightly, can you? My ribs are about to break. Don't you know that your hands are so strong, my dear?" His Majesty?"

His whole body was tightly strangled by Oswald's arms, and the arms around the old man's waist almost crushed his bones, which was simply unbearable.

The young emperor didn't know whether he was stunned by the reality of the situation, or he hadn't completely escaped from the dream. As if he didn't understand Kevin's words, he maintained his original posture for a while, and then relaxed slightly. A little bit of energy.

Kevin let out a long breath, thinking that it was finally possible for people to breathe, but as soon as the sigh was over, he felt Oswald tighten his arms again, and his cold nose and cheeks suddenly pressed against him. It slipped into Kevin's shoulder socket, and rubbed against Kevin's warm neck.

Kevin: "..."

These two strokes made the hairs on his back stand up, and goosebumps rushed up his neck like mushrooms after a rain, almost spreading to the top of his head.

"Do you... want to warm your face?" Kevin asked stiffly.

Oswald leaned against his neck and gave a low "hmm", which made Kevin even more stiff, then he let go of his hands and raised his head and said, "It's almost too cold to speak, let me borrow your neck Slow down the heat."

Kevin: "..."

He sat back to the side without embarrassment, straightened his clothes, and then asked as if he suddenly remembered something: "Why was the animal language in your sleep just now? What did you dream about?"

Oswald frowned and thought about it, and suddenly said hesitantly: "I don't know if this is just a dream I imagined, or it really happened... I dreamed of my mother, And her parents, and I was probably too young to even speak."

He thought of the extraordinarily tall middle-aged man in his dream, and hesitantly said, "In the dream, my grandfather was...a giant beastman?"

"What?!" Kevin was stunned, and the ambiguity just now was instantly forgotten, "Giant man?"

If it's a giant beastman...if it has the blood of giant beastmen...

Kevin suddenly remembered what Ben said before—it was the end of June, and it was Betan Day.During this week, all giant orcs are forcibly transformed back into beast form.What about mixed races?

He seemed to understand what was going on with Oswald's physical reactions now, "You used to—what were you looking at?"

Kevin was about to ask him if he had such an experience before, when he found that Oswald was staring intently at his fingers on his left hand, wondering why he was in a daze.

"Here—" Oswald moved his ring finger, and said with an indescribable expression: "Why is there suddenly a handful of white hairs?"

Kevin, whose train of thought was interrupted, didn't even look at it, and said casually, "Who knows, it's moldy."

Oswald: "..." Who's going to fork this bastard out? !