The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

The place of Château de Roseaud looked at first sight a very desolate place indeed.People who have taken risks to come here have only one sentence to comment on this place: "There is no one inhabited, and there are not many ruins left. Except for the extremely iconic damaged tower, there are almost only rubble left. In short , It’s better to be famous than to meet.”

But even so, every year there are still a few people who don't give up and go here persistently, and then return with the same evaluation and disappointment.

Over time, the inherent impression of Chateau Roseaux spread more and more widely.

But after all, there used to be a city-state, and it was destroyed almost overnight. How could there be only a few broken stones?

Decades ago, a group of travelers came to the Old Rose Castle with such an idea. They smashed against the flowing gravel in disbelief, and dug to a depth of about two or three meters, and then they were shocked to find a mountain of dead bones.

Those old city dwellers who had been buried underground for hundreds of years were densely piled up, staring at them silently with their black holes open, like a silent cry.The group of travelers did not expect to dig up so many bones, and they were all gathered together. Their scalps went numb, and they were shocked by the visual effect.

They clutched their crotches and crawled away from the old castle. It is said that they wandered crazily in the desert for more than half a month before returning to the town one after another in embarrassment.

And those dug out city dwellers of the old country were once again buried in eternal darkness after being blown by a few sandstorms.

From now on, people who are attracted to see the ruins of the old castle will no longer be too idle to dig sand. If the relics of the old country are not dug up, they should be buried alive by the mountain of bones and corpses. How exciting.

But this night, there was really someone who was cheap.

This person is none other than His Excellency Kevin Fassbender, whom he was born to owe, and he can also be called the God of Light, Phae.

Relying on his godhead returning to his place and his divine power gradually recovering, this man almost tore down the entire ground ruins of the Old Rose Castle with his bare hands, and found the underground palace of the Old Rose Castle at a depth of nearly ten meters underground.

The underground palace of the old castle is so large that it is almost empty, except for a few huge carved pillars supporting the top, there is almost nothing else, as if it has been completely emptied by someone, even the carved surface of the giant pillars seems to be empty. It has been roughly worn by something, and it looks pitted and mottled, and it is impossible to distinguish what pattern was originally carved.

Kevin moved all the people who had passed out around the ruins into the underground palace. For those who had died, thousands of people lying on the ground of the underground palace were also very spectacular. When it was time, it was actually just right to leave a little place for myself in every place.He stood in a certain corner, stretched out his hand to touch the stone wall, bent his slender fingers on the wall lamp stand that had been silent for a hundred years, and a ball of fire could be gathered.

He just walked around the four walls of the underground palace, walked around the giant pillars, moved his fingers, and all the wall lamps in the entire underground palace were filled with warm yellow flames.

The temperature difference between day and night is too great in the area near Mirage. Although it is hot and dry during the day, it can make people shiver with cold at night.If these fainted people are allowed to lie outside overnight, each one of them should be hard tomorrow morning, and there is no need to expect to wake up again.

While more than a dozen wall torches warm the underground palace, they also clearly reflect the scene inside.

Those people lying on the ground are not completely in a mess. I think the God of Light is probably a bit obsessive-compulsive in this regard. After moving thousands of people into the underground palace, he still has the energy to divide the people into three parts. dial.

All the people from the Golden Lion Kingdom leaned against the wall, almost surrounding the entire underground palace.And those wandering soldiers from the city-state and those with unknown origins were packed and piled up on the side of the west wall because they were not in large numbers.

As for that last wave...

The last group was the frontier guards from the Northern Emerald Country. They were sent out probably to confront the garrison led by Mio, but because they were closer to the desert, they were also sent by the phoenix. brought over.

Kevin gathered them into a ball very stupidly, and spread them on the open space in the middle of the underground palace. They were just surrounded by a circle of soldiers from the Golden Lion Kingdom.

However, to be precise, when he was doing these trivial things, he was always absent-minded.While arranging these people who passed out because of his godhead, he couldn't help but think about Melo's whereabouts.

As he had heard by the broken wall of the tower before, the godhead was a trick played by Melo, and Melo was obviously still alive.It's just that too many years have passed since the age of the gods, and Melo's traces have also disappeared for too many years, making it impossible for people to start.

The black wind from the previous sound transmission did not leave any clues, so that it was impossible to follow the clues to catch Melo's current hiding place.

Where can he stay for so many years...

Holding a small fire like a lantern on his fingertips, Kevin stood and pondered for a moment, then frowned and shook his head.

Just when he was in a daze, the furry thing around his ankle suddenly moved slightly.

woke up? !So fast?

Kevin froze for a moment, looked down, and saw the huge Sirius curled up at his feet, with his head unconsciously resting on his front paws, his huge wings half covering his body, and he was slightly undulating with his inconspicuous breathing. .

Generally speaking, people who fell into a coma because they couldn't bear the godhead were just lucky enough not to die, and the impact they received was also astonishing. In severe cases, they might not be able to wake up for a year or two, and in mild cases, they would at least fall into a coma for a whole day .

But how long?

Kevin secretly sighed, and saw the Sirius at his feet move again.As if in an anxious dream, the muscles in the front paws twitched violently.The furry animal face actually frowned, and the wrinkled brows really looked like the emperor usually does.

However, the expression on the wolf face is not as rich as that on the human face. Apart from frowning, no more emotions can be seen.

But Kevin found that his breathing became heavier and faster, as if because of some urgent thought, he wanted to break free from the endless darkness.This is not simply waking up from a dream, but a human resistance to the suppression of divine power.

If you submit to being suppressed, then you will feel that the dream is comfortable and warm, and even makes people dependent and nostalgic.If your subconscious personal will is too strong and you want to get out of being suppressed, then you will have nightmares again and again.

People who wake up later are more likely to kneel at the feet of the gods, and vice versa.

This process of resistance is more tormented than imagined, because you will dream about the things you fear, worry and suffer the most, as if you are really experiencing them.

Kevin always knew that Oswald was a tough guy, because he had little faith in the unseen gods, and that's what Kevin approved of and admired.But he never thought that this bone could be so hard. In less than half a day, he actually showed signs of waking up...

Oswald's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and there was a low growl from the bottom of his throat. He even bared his sharp wolf teeth suddenly, his body tensed up, and his front paws scratched the ground eagerly. .

I don't know how hard he exerted, the tip of the claw left a few heavy marks on the thick stone ground, and even a little blood burst out at the base of the claw.

"What is this dream..." Kevin squatted down, raised his hand and pinched his front paw, just about to see how big the wound was, when he felt a sudden light in his hand, the front paw Almost instinctively, he patted towards Kevin.

Fortunately, Kevin reacted quickly enough and turned his head abruptly to give way, otherwise he would have to tear off at least three pieces of flesh from his neck.

Oswald in the dream was extremely aggressive, in this state where he couldn't even touch him, he somehow felt like he was fighting a trapped beast.

Kevin didn't move him easily, but maintained a half-squatting position beside him, half-defending and half-protecting, lest His Majesty the Emperor be furious and cripple his entire paw.

As a result, he just shifted his gaze to Oswald's bared white wolf teeth, when he heard the tough man frown suddenly and let out a low howl.

Kevin's eyebrows twitched.

He was used to the state where the emperor usually only let out a cold snort when his arms and legs were broken, and suddenly he heard such a howl that was so low that it was almost inaudible, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.It was as if a thorn was tied around the heart, and the sharp thorns were twisted in the flesh.

It's not too painful, but it's kind of numb.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and patted Oswald's face, as if he had forgotten how he was almost torn off by sharp claws just now.

The struggling giant beast was probably at the end of the dream. After being slapped by him, its front paws twitched, and its eyes suddenly opened.

The eyes of the wolf, which are usually transparent with almost no impurities, seem to be covered with a thin layer of water vapor, filled with fine bloodshot eyes, looking tired and silent...

"Oswald? Are you awake?" Kevin frowned when he saw Sirius' eyes. He patted Sirius' face twice again and whispered.

The giant beast lying prone on the ground suddenly focused its eyes, as if it was completely awakened by his sound.Those bloodshot eyes suddenly became focused, and they stared at Kevin's face for a long time, almost bleeding.

Kevin was taken aback by his eyes, opened his mouth and was about to say something, when his eyes blurred, and the huge monster rushed up.The furry wolf head arched against his neck vigorously, and the not-so-soft silver-white hair rubbed against his skin, so rough that it almost hurt.

This is not the feeling of pets jumping at people to play around. Kevin felt a heavier sense of "trapped beast" than before in this almost rough action. The uneasiness and panic even brought a sense of aggression. .

"What... did you dream about?" At this time, resistance or jokes are not good choices. Kevin, contrary to his usual style of bastard, rarely patted the giant beast gently.

Oswald let out a low growl from the bottom of his throat, and then buried himself in his neck and panted heavily, as if he could not confirm that he had escaped from the dream until now.

He was silent for a long time, then said in a deep voice, "I dreamed that you were dead."