The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

In terms of embarrassing people, His Excellency Kevin Fassbender dares to admit that he is second, and probably no one in the entire continent can recognize the first.Oswald originally had a little bit of politeness and cleanliness, but he was blocked by the word "moldy", no matter how awkward his fingers were, he couldn't look directly at them after thinking about them.

He glanced at it without a word, turned his face away, glanced at it again, turned his face away again, and finally could only stare at the culprit without a word.

Kevin looked back innocently: "What's the matter? This season is very humid, so what's the fuss about growing mold?"

Oswald couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Shut up."

Kevin raised his eyebrows, and the little smile that couldn't be hidden at the corner of his mouth showed the vile nature of this bastard to the fullest.

I already knew that he was not a thing, but I didn't expect that at this time, he could be so not a thing.Oswald only felt that his brain was completely flooded, so he would have other thoughts about such a person...

Of course, Kevin is not the kind of person who really can't distinguish the situation. He smiled for a while, and then said with conscience: "Before going down the cliff, Ben was forced to change back to the beast form, because Betan Day is here."

Although the overall environment of the Golden Lion Kingdom is not close to the Giant Beast people, the successive emperors have also kept their distance from this race, at least on the surface.But it doesn't mean that they don't know the habits of these giant beast people. On the contrary, because of the conflicts and battles, the people of the Golden Lion Kingdom know very clearly some special festivals, etiquette and habits of the giant beast people.

Oswald naturally knew what was going on in Betange.But he also knew that the Behemoths were a very exclusive race when it came to finding a mate.To be precise, the essence is not xenophobia, but that they are very picky. From the perspective of the giant beast people, the people of other races are short and thin, and their bodies and physiques are not very good. What if it is broken or crushed to death?

The racial stupidity and sweetness of the giant beast race and the nature of respecting the strong also play a role in this aspect. I think it is for the people of other races to live longer, and for future generations, whether male or female, to still become natural warriors, or Solve it yourself.

Therefore, there are almost no hybrids in the giant beast race.

Before that, Oswald only knew that every Betan Day, all the giant beasts and humans would have to transform.But he had never considered the issue of pure blood and mixed blood, let alone that one day, Betaine, who belonged exclusively to the giant beast race, would actually have something to do with him.

"But... what I just said is just a dream I had." Oswald frowned slightly, endured the discomfort of "mold", stared at his fingertips and said: "What can the dream explain? It can't be used as a basis at all, after all, I have no memory of them at all, not even my mother, let alone my grandparents."

He said he thought it was ridiculous.

Kevin leaned against the wall and relaxed his hands and feet that had been strangled by Osvid for a long time, with a casual look: "Don't you all have a copy of "The Book of the Post-God", and there are many people who believe in the Post-God, if I didn't remember If it is wrong, there is a sentence written in "Hou Shen Shu": Don't treat the dream as a nonsensical and absurd dream, it always has a source."

"..." Oswald was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with a strange expression, only feeling that there were several meanings in his words, "What do you mean by 'you'? It seems to have been picked out of the race. But——do you still read "Hou Shen Shu"?"

"That's not right, I accidentally saw it in Ian's old housekeeper's book." Kevin couldn't help asking after finishing speaking, "Your tone is very surprised, why? I can't read "The Aftermath" God Book?"

Oswald snorted a short sneer from his nose: "A person like you who wants to go to heaven will read that kind of stuff? Things related to post-gods are too lukewarm. I can fall asleep directly watching it. Can you If you can see it, there will be a ghost. But—"

Kevin said nothing to him, but when he heard the word "Wen Tun", his expression was a little complicated for a moment, and he quickly relaxed and asked, "But what?"

"I've always been curious about your attitude towards the old gods. Do you believe in the old gods?" After Oswald finished speaking, he paused, and then added blankly: "Don't talk about it, you like Phae. It's kind of a nonsense."

Kevin shrugged: "Actually, I have never understood what you mean by 'faith'? There is nothing to doubt their existence, so your 'faith' refers to the belief that they still exist and can give people salvation and punishment. ?”

"Almost..." Aside from being a fan of Phae, Oswald didn't have any special feelings for gods, so he could only understand other people's letters, "Some people can't get rid of suffering when they encounter it." At that time, there must be something that can support them to live. After all, in the eyes of many people, the power of human beings is too small, but it is different for gods. Besides, the past few hundred years are indeed chaotic enough."

Kevin smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. It wasn't a sarcasm, but a little helpless, "It's quite conceivable. If it means this, then I don't believe in anything but myself."

What he said was actually very shameless, after all, this bastard himself was once a god.

"Sure enough—" Oswald raised the corners of his mouth silently: We are in the same line, we are in the same line.

It can be seen that when he was young, Mr. Fassbinder was easy to influence others in his thoughts. The daily core under the gentle surface accidentally misled Oswald, who had not yet formed his three views.

He actually likes to hear Kevin talk about his thoughts, no matter how trivial it is.Probably because Kevin always wanders between the two extremes of swearing and doing big things seriously. Whenever he speaks, he is either looking for a call or talking about business, and rarely mentions his own. related private matters.

All in all, it's not very lifelike.

Although Oswald is not forgiving with a single mouth, and blocks each other with him all day long, he is actually very happy to see him show his life or personal side in front of him, whether it is picky eaters or complaining about some people and things.As long as it is a side that others can't see, he likes it very much.

This is probably also quite sick.Oswald laughed at himself in his heart.

But Kevin obviously didn't have the interest and patience to keep talking about these things, and his focus soon turned to Oswald again.

"Warmer than before?" He wanted to grab Oswald's hand to see how the white hair was doing, but he felt warmth in his hand—at least the temperature of his palm had returned to normal unconsciously, but I don't know if it will continue to rise, and repeat the previous alternation of cold and heat.

Oswald let out a "hmm", he was not paying attention to himself when he was speaking, and now that he was pulled back by Kevin, he realized that he, who was still as stiff as a popsicle from the cold just now, had slowly recovered.

But the terrible thing is... there are more white hairs on his hands.

When he thinks of Kevin's "mold mold" metaphor, he feels bad all over, and has a faint urge to chop off his hand. It's a crime to look at it too much.

"It's okay, it's not ugly." Instead of showing any empathy, Kevin, the bastard, raised his hand to touch the white hair with a calm expression on his face, and said, "Sometimes you don't even Knowing how many things you remember, and not all of your dreams are absurd and groundless, I think you are not far from being transformed... Tsk, it's quite easy to touch."

The bastard didn't feel satisfied after touching it twice, he grabbed it again as if playing, and asked shamelessly: "Does it hurt?"

The emperor looked at him angrily, "What do you think? Your Excellency, you are addicted to debt, right?"

Kevin wanted to ask Oswald if something similar happened in the past, but now he knows that there must be no such thing, otherwise he would not stare at the white hair with a stiff and surprised face.

He owed his hand, and it wasn't just for fun. After touching it twice, he raised his eyebrows and guessed: "If it's really the giant beastman blood inherited from your grandfather, then your grandfather must not be able to run away. Beast, the quality of the fur...is either a white lion, a devil tiger, or a snow wolf. It’s not bad, it’s not a loss if you change it.”

Oswald: "..." Can you please stop talking?

The young emperor really couldn't figure out how to transform himself from a human into a non-human, so why didn't he lose money?Besides, even if the dream is real, how can his grandfather, a pure-blood giant beast-human race, be the same as his half-blood?What if the result is missing arms and legs, or the same as when Dan was stupid, everything else has changed, but the head remains the same, can you still watch it? !

If he is the only one staying in this secret passage now, it will be different, but there is someone beside him, and what's more terrible is that he still has some other thoughts about this person.

May I ask which idiot is willing to show his ugliness in front of someone he likes?

Oswald thought proudly: Whoever loves to show up will show up, anyway, I will not show up.

"The white lion's fur feels rougher than yours, let's rule it out." Kevin didn't know anything about Oswald's mental activities, and he was still analyzing the possibility as if he was playing with him.

"How do you know so much about hair? Are you a pervert?" Oswald slapped his loose paw angrily, and clenched his fingers into his palm to prevent him from seeing it.

"I've raised a lot before." After Kevin finished speaking, he thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not good to put gold on his face, so he made a slight correction and said, "Stocking."

In the past, the Temple of Light had raised many ferocious beasts. It was said that it was raising a large valley in the front and back of the temple for those beasts to grow freely. He occasionally came to stand aside to appreciate, or lovingly Touch their big heads.This person's taste is very vulgar and straightforward, and he has one and only one standard - the more handsome he is, the more he likes it.Therefore, most of the ones he raised were mighty and handsome lions, tigers, and wolves.

The lion is not particular about it, the tiger is the devil tiger with long fangs and strong temperament, and the wolf he prefers the snow wolf on the plateau, with a snow-white body, calm eyes, and a heroic spirit.Kevin once felt that this kind of creature had won his temperament, and the goddess Thenis chased and complained about this for two years.

He even raised a Sirius who was prettier than the snow wolf, and besides the aura that a snow wolf should have, he also had an extra pair of wings.It's a pity that there were not many of them in the world at the beginning, and they probably disappeared completely later, after all, the age of the old gods is long gone.

"Okay." Kevin clapped his hands and stood up. He actually felt that mixed blood, especially Oswald, who only had such a little blood left, should not be affected by Bethany as much as ordinary giant beastmen. It's unlikely, at most a few tufts of hair will grow into claws, so the analysis just now was just to tease him.

"Is the body temperature normal? Let's start when it's normal, don't waste your time here." Kevin didn't hesitate to help this time, and took the initiative to reach out to pull the emperor who was relying on him, and took the lead in striding forward.

After all, the dense road is artificially chiseled, uneven, and occasionally there will be stagnant water seeping in from nowhere, forming a shallow depression in the recess.So much so that the sound of footsteps, water splashes, the sound of breathing of the two of them, and the echoes were mixed together, making it not quiet.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Kevin suddenly realized that the pace of Oswald's footsteps behind him had slowed down, as if he had been left behind for a while.

"What's wrong with you?" He stopped, turned around and asked, but a protruding and curved stone wall blocked his view.

As a result, at the same time, he heard a strange noise coming from behind the stone wall...

Thinking about it carefully, it was like the sound of a winged thing beating against a stone wall...

Kevin's heart jumped suddenly: because through the light of the fluorite, he saw a huge shadow cast on the wall opposite the stone wall, no matter how you looked at it, it was not what a human would appear.