Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

And does Caesarion want to implement a constitutional monarchy in this world that has become accustomed to the monarchy?

The laws of the country are no longer judged by the will of the emperor alone, but judged according to the law.

Vincent's heart suddenly beat fast, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, but finally stopped at worry: "I can understand Caesarlane's firmness and urgency, but reform cannot be rushed, it needs to be done step by step .”

"If you think about it carefully, they probably feel that compared to the remote and only one throne, the right that may be taken away by the common people at the bottom is more realistic." Vincent said his thoughts.

"I know, I just feel very angry and sad." Caesarline shook his head, showing a bit of frustration: "But... Vincent, besides the old nobles I have to endure, I am also among the civil servants People who think they are friends. Now, they are also opposing my decision...Why? In the long run, this is a reform that is beneficial to the country and mankind? I always feel that they are people who can understand me, But in the face of interests, support and understanding seem to take a step back."

Caesarline raised the corner of his mouth mockingly, which made Vincent feel a little distressed.

Vincent stepped forward, put his palm on Caesarline's strong arm, and patted comfortingly: "You have done a good job, Caesarline. I have never seen such an outstanding and outstanding person like you." People—no, or exist.”

"You know, I have seen many powerful non-human races. Elves, dragons, mermaids... In addition to their natural strength, they also have memories and experiences passed down from their ancestors. Of course, there are many outstanding beings among them. .Although the number is scarce, they can still occupy their own foothold in this continent. But none of them are like you, relying on their own ability and strength to obtain their current strength and status."

Vincent stared at Caesarion and said from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps it was because he knew that this was an illusion, or because he knew that Caesarline in front of him was not the proud and hard-working blond emperor he knew, but even so, Vincent still couldn't control the urge to talk out in his heart, and kept himself in the dark for a long time. Since then, I have spoken out one by one.

"Besides, you are a human being, and the time it takes is much less than the time for those alien races to digest and inherit memories." Vincent's hand held Caesarion's palm.

"You are already outstanding enough, and freezing three feet is not a one-day cold. Although the reform of the House of Commons will not be accepted by everyone for a while, you are still young and have time. It is better to be in a hurry. This is a long-term solution. It is impossible for you to expect to become fat with one bite? Didn't I teach you this?"

Vincent stared into Caesarion's eyes and comforted softly.

There was a joke at the end.

Vincent's words and compliments made Caesarline also laugh, and his complexion returned to normal: "It's really rare to hear so many compliments from you, Vincent—I still remember thinking It is as difficult as heaven to extract a few words of praise from you."

What Caesarline was talking about was exactly the dark history of Vincent’s previous awkwardness. Even if he taught Caesarline all the knowledge he had learned in his life, even if he was shameless and asked his friends who were inhuman and alien to give Caesarline Carry out special training, and Caesarline not only perfectly absorbed Vincent's knowledge, but also completed those trainings that ordinary humans would never be able to complete one by one.

But even so, Vincent was still stingy with a short word of praise.

Not even a "you're doing well" was ever said to Caesarion.

Vincent's face was reddish, and he could feel that the tips of his ears hidden under the black hair were almost ripe——

"It used to be that I was not good enough." Vincent was not a coward who dared not admit his mistakes, he admitted frankly.

"Adding these compliments now may not be able to make up for your longing. After all, it has been so long late... But I can guarantee that in the future, I will talk until you get tired of hearing it."

Vincent said seriously.

These words were not just addressed to the Caesarline of this world, but also Vincent's decision to tell his own Caesarline the truth that Vincent has always buried in his heart.

Caesarline laughed. He held Vincent's hand instead, and said seriously: "How can I get tired of hearing your compliments? As long as you are willing to keep telling me, I will always be willing to hear the end of time."

Caesarline pressed his palm against Vincent's, letting his own temperature gradually warm up Vincent's cold palm.

After Vincent's temperature rose, Caesarline held Vincent's hand, put his knuckles on his lips, and kissed him lightly.

Vincent's thumb, index finger, middle finger, and even the knuckles of his little finger were all cherished and kissed by Caesarline.

From this kiss, Vincent could feel the strong love from Caesarline.

As if to materialize into thick honey, the love overflowing from the mouth of the jar wanted to wrap Vincent in amber sweetness.

Vincent moved, and wanted to break free - after all, the 'Vincent' in this illusion is still there, maybe it will appear at any time, if it hits this scene, I don't know how much trouble it will cause...

Ok?

and many more?

Vincent suddenly realized that he had gone into a misunderstanding.

If this world is really an illusion created by afterimages of angels, how should Vincent escape from here and return to reality?No matter how bright the future of this illusion is, it does not belong to Vincent after all.

According to that angel's bad personality, if he didn't stage a bloody and exciting Shura field for him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to satisfy him.

But Vincent is also not interested in showing that evil angel a show of 'I and I and his Shura field'.

Now that Vincent has collected all the important information and intelligence that Vincent wants to know, the rest can be deduced from the temperament of the people Vincent is familiar with, so naturally there is no need to stay here.

Vincent fell into deep thought, but he didn't notice that Caesarline rubbed his ring finger with warm lips.

And when Caesarion's eyes glanced over Vincent's bare wrist, he suddenly froze.

"Did you not bring the ring I gave you?" Caesarion asked suddenly.

Vincent was startled, he withdrew his hand and shook his head: "No, you know I don't really like wearing other accessories..."

"Lie!" Caesarion's face turned cold. He took a step forward and approached Vincent, and then turned into a gesture of grabbing Vincent's wrist. Those blue eyes, which were originally wide and clear, were now condensed. Heavy black cloud storm: "What I gave Vincent was not a ring at all! Who are you?!"

As long as Caesarline thought that he didn't recognize the impostor in front of him, and even said so much affectionately, this impostor also spoke to himself with Vincent's appearance and Vincent's voice without shame. In that case, Caesarline wished he could see what it means to be angry and bleed for thousands of miles when the emperor is angry! !

Vincent noticed Caesarion's killing intent, he frowned, and snapped his fingers.

——The elemental elves who had been guarding Vincent's side quickly surrounded him when he received Vincent's call.Their bodies turned into long whips, forcing Caesarline to let go of Vincent's wrist and avoid the heavy whip!

"Who are you!?" Caesarion's eyes were slightly cold, and he could count the mages who could drive the elemental spirits for him to use without using spells.

But these mages are either Vincent's students, or Vincent's fans, and they are people who would never do such a thing.

"Oh." Vincent sighed, and rubbed his black hair helplessly, "Who am I, I'm afraid I really can't tell."

When Vincent was just thinking about the countermeasures to get out of this world, he wanted to tell Caesarlane everything.

But that angel was really looking for a good show. When Vincent said that he was actually another Vincent ten years ago, he saw everything around him stand still.

Not only Caesarline's movements and voices, but also the surrounding movements stopped.

Looking carefully, the branches that were originally waving with the wind maintained the appearance of pouring and rising, as if solidified in transparent glue.

Among the flowers not far away, there was a honey beetle that was finishing collecting honey and preparing to return to its nest. At that moment, it was completely frozen, as if the scenery before Vincent's eyes had turned into a painting. Printed on paper, it becomes a still painting.

Vincent frowned. He even raised his hand and waved it in front of Caesarline, but he got a silent response.

Vincent stopped to talk about his background, and seemed to hear snickering from above the sky: "Hee hee hee, that's not okay, you can't deprive me of fun!"

Sure enough, it was the evil angel who was playing tricks.

Vincent narrowed his eyes expressionlessly.

This angel really aroused Vincent's anger. Even if he showed Vincent such a bright future, it could not make up for the trouble and worry he brought to Vincent.

"Gods of ice, please lend me your strength, let me exercise your authority, but the place where it appears is your territory!"

Since he was dealing with a non-human race, even if it was just an afterimage left over from ancient times, Vincent had no choice but to be more vigilant, instead of reserving his strength, he went all out to attack.

Hiding in the clouds at a high altitude where Vincent couldn't see, he comfortably watched the afterimage of the angel that Vincent was about to encounter in the Shura field, and was shocked to find that he was surrounded by ice cones without noticing it for a moment.

But after he was stunned for a short time, a dismissive sneer appeared on his handsome face: "This kind of trick can't defeat me!"

As the afterimage of the angel said, these icicles passed through his transparent body and fell directly, without showing any power that they should have.

The angel hummed a song, thinking that it would be better to let Vincent in this illusion appear again, he couldn't wait to see the scene of Shura field!

However, just when he was about to directly tamper with the progress of the characters in this world, he found that he couldn't move.

"??!!"