Heartbreaker

A hangover feels awful.When I woke up, there was a soft mattress under me, and the sky outside the window was as gloomy as Chichikov's face beside the bed.I moved my sore limbs and felt that my head seemed to be filled with hot lead, and my stomach was throbbing, as if I had been pulled out and punched several times.I sat up and frowned, "What happened?"

"It's a good thing you haven't dyed your hair blond, or the whole Lower Town will know their king is a midnight boozer."

I raised my voice and said, "What did I do?!"

"Go ask that little ghost yourself. Satan, sometimes I am grateful that he is such a sticky soft persimmon, otherwise you two will be finished sooner or later." He took a breath and handed me a bowl of horse urine Soup, "Here, it's for sobering up."

I twisted my face and drank the hangover soup specially prepared by Chichikov, and my mind was sober, and my stomach almost turned over without nausea.I was wearing a belt, and vaguely remembered that I took Luo to the Great Wall of Human Bats last night.During the conversation, he was convulsed like sick again. I saw that he seemed to be suffocating, so I leaned in and kissed him.

The memory after that seemed to be erased by a hand.Shit, when was the last time you got drunk?I can't even remember.Alcohol will paralyze the brain and will, and it will be more immediate than a vicious whip. Others may be able to have fun unscrupulously, but I am a prey who jumped into the kingslayer's trap by myself, and I need to be vigilant more than anyone else.

However, since Luo was with me last night, it should be fine.

I pushed open the door and faced the first ray of dawn, I saw that crazy monk Popolo standing in the yard, talking about some crazy rules and rules.Greasy black hair grew on his head, his monk's robe was tied up meticulously, he held a Bible in his left hand, and a cross in his right hand.Luo Ji sat on the sidelines, like a student patiently asking for advice, nodding and thinking while following Popolo's exaggerated body movements.

Luo Dao, "Bobolu, you... some of your words are really special to monks. I also heard some priest's proverbs when I was young, but they all...uh..."

Popolo, "You are right, brother Luo! Because of this, I have been kicked out of my monastery!"

Luo was startled, "Really?!"

Popolo nodded and said, "Yes. In the monastery, they regarded me as a 'heterogeneous'. They called my remarks a sign of heresy, and ordered me to shut myself up and think about my mistakes until the understanding of the Lord was consistent with other monks. All my contemplation is a pile of rubbish in the eyes of my teacher. Many of my companions who entered the monastery at the same time as me have become priests, but I am still standing still. My teacher said that I must write an article related to the teachings. Only with a similar record can you be promoted smoothly-I refused. That is a blasphemy against the Lord, the real 'Lord' will not listen to one-sided words narrowly, only the devil likes to put shackles on people's mouths."

Luo said seriously, "I don't know whether your thinking is the truth. But I do know that you are a brave and sincere monk, Popolu."

Popolo danced with excitement, like a lonely patient seeing a beautiful little butterfly by the window. "Thank you for your approval, Brother Luo! Although you are an undead, you don't seem to be as abominable as described in the ancient books. It's time for me to change my stereotyped impression of 'undead'."

The conversation between these two little things made me almost laugh, "Luo!"

He flinched when I called him, turned to look at me obediently, and was hugged by me on my lap.Oh, whatever I did last night, I don't feel the need to know anymore.

Popolo exclaimed in surprise, "Good morning, Your Highness, I didn't expect you to be so old!"

I glared at him, "Are you fucking insane again?"

"You don't remember me?!" He came up to me in surprise, and took out a gold medal, "I used to be a member of the church! If you were Little Prince Lemon, then I have participated in your The baptism ceremony, at that time I should... I should be less than ten years old..."

"Oh, I see." I pushed his big face away, "As far as I know, the church has already surrendered to the new kingdom. It seems that your Lord is not as good as copper. If you don't want to let I'll smash your eggshell head, so stop talking nonsense, just follow me."

****

I greeted the three cripples, hired a few carriages, and prepared to go to the royal city.I left enough food and coins for Barbara, and I plan to send someone to repair the small poorhouse when I go back.

Before leaving, a woman in black came to find Luo, and the two leaned in the corner and talked in a low voice for a long time, until I impatiently let a plucked chicken go to make trouble, and they separated.It is said that Luo has been living in this woman's house when he was in Xiacheng, and said that this woman was his childhood playmate.Damn it, Luo looks like a naive fool, who would have thought that the ability to attract bees and butterflies is second to none.

The short-haired woman with one eyelid stared at me ghastly, much like some vicious prisoner.If it weren't for his slender figure, I would believe that he was a man.

The date of my enthronement is set to be ten days later, and the high platform for sacrifice has been completed. The strict wooden frame is covered with a cold and shiny metal frame, and the outside is covered with a thick layer of corrugated paper, painted with plaster-colored paint, just like a marble slab. into the stairs.Fallows spent a lot of thought, often going to the site to supervise the workers to prevent the workers from stealing and cheating.The high platform is built solidly and firmly, and I don't have to worry about stepping on the air and falling to the ground.

Because there is no red carpet with gold thread, the court hired folk painters to paint bright red on the square brick floor, and the golden paint is intertwined with it, like a shining stream formed by the stars in the sky.In view of the fact that Vulture City has been frozen for many years, the flowers that accompanied the red carpet were also replaced by flower wax filled with whale oil.

If Gesun was still around, seeing the grand and solemn enthronement ceremony designed like this, he would definitely be so disgusted that he couldn't sleep.But I don't mind, it's just the ritual, the form is second, the meaning behind it is important.

On the fifth-to-last day of the celebration, part of the food stored in the treasury was taken out and distributed to the people of the city.It was the most lively day, and all the people of the Old Kingdom knew that they would have a kind and generous king on the throne.Singing and praying carols for the new king continued all night long, and the parade | the celebratory team held up the torch, drawing a line of day in the deep night.Sitting by the wide French windows, I was dressed in a red velvet fur that only a king should wear, and a golden crown on my head, staring at the flames of the prairie flames in the dark night, which separated and then merged, presenting the totem of the Wanjiang Empire flag.The bright outlines outlined by the flames, like melt marks inlaid on the surface of the black rock, burn my chest to ashes on the top of the ashes of the soul, under the claws of the evil dragon.

I fiddled with the delicate gold buttons on my chest, and looked at Luo who was beside the bed.He sat quietly on the velvet bed and read, bright red curtains hung behind his thin spine, and faint flames flickered in the depths of his eye holes, even candlelight was not wasted.In order to keep him from being bored in the palace, I sent someone to search the entire Vulture City for love novels, and piled them up on the bookcase in my bedroom for him to read to his heart's content.

In this way, I ushered in my enthronement day.

****

Honestly, it sucks.

Originally, on the penultimate day of the celebration, I had a bad premonition.The sky was so gloomy that it seemed to be filled with gray-blue lead water, and the clouds were as hard as frozen dry mud.I rode around the high platform on horseback, staring irritably at the hellish sky, Luo followed me, and hurriedly pulled me away when I wanted to vent my anger on the guards several times.

Chichikov checked the weather and said neither good nor bad.It was difficult for me to fall asleep, so I stayed in the library of the palace for several days, reading account books and legal codes.That old thief Ellison moved quickly, and within a few days after I tripped him, he filled out the account books and searched for a bunch of expenses that came from nowhere to make up for it.

I closed the thick account book, and the slender dust that flew up with a bang could cover my face with a film.Luo added a cup of hot tea for me. I rubbed my sore eyes, pulled out the code, and saw a name in gold on the cowhide cover.

Nugent Black.

When the days when you don't have to rely on the Codex to stay time, the gloomy and hateful weather still hasn't improved.Early in the morning of the celebration day, Fallows summoned the army and prepared to patrol the city.He was wearing the armor that he found from the Tattoo Castle, which belonged only to the Silver Knights. His golden brown hair was tied behind his head, and he was holding the holy sword 'Blood of Christ'. He looked bright and majestic.Sitting in my gilt carriage, with my hand on the window frame, I waved gracefully to my people, watching their haggard and pale faces beaming with laughter.

I suddenly felt the weight of the crown on my head, which imprisoned and suppressed my angry hair in its own way, always reminding me of what I should know.

The red hair has disappeared on top of my head.All I saw in the mirror was a blond boy with cold eyes.The royal hair dye is quite good, the fake gold almost completely covers up the original red.I stroked my hair, as if stroking another person's blood, grinned at the corner of my lips for a long time, and finally could only escape a deep sneer.

****

Holding the king's scepter in my hand, I stepped onto the high platform.

The celebration parade in the morning was quite smooth, but at noon, the sky suddenly snowflakes, and then became heavy snow. Although there was no biting cold wind to help out, it was still desolate and desolate.The white snowflakes soon covered my hair and fur, covered the painted red carpet, covered all the sounds of the earth, and sporadically stuck to the silent flag of the Wanjiang Empire.

Behind me, the band played carols, not a cheerful melody, but a gloomy solemnity, which complemented the gloomy sky, like a funeral march.I looked up at the frosty gray-blue sky and thought, "Funeral" is an understatement.The innocent and tragic deaths of the people of the Wanjiang Empire were hung on the Great Wall, fluttering sadly with the biting cold wind.The previous kings of the Wanjiang Empire all ascended the throne in grand and spectacular arrangements when the sky was bright and bright, but I was the only one with the cloudy sky above my head and hard mud on my feet, waiting for my fate to be mysteriously revealed among a pile of playful wet wicks. test trial.

Elliott and his minions are probably looking at me from nowhere, watching me wear a crown and walk step by step to the peak of Syracuse in the north.Then stretched out the long-planned giant hand, close to my back, ready to knock it down.

And I can't fall down, even if I climb above the abyss, my life is hanging by a thread, and I use the ugliest posture, I still want to catch the hope of rising.Just because behind me are tens of thousands of people who are staring at me, and their emaciated bodies are still suffering from hunger, cold and disease.

Just because there are clusters of cold knives in front of me, if I want to open up a new broad road, I will first be pierced by those bloodthirsty knives, bleeding profusely and burning everything.

I have no way back, and I don't need a way back.

"May the Wanjiang Empire last forever!"

The Silver Scale Knight raised his holy sword and let out a long howl.The bell-like shouts of the Winter Ting Legion shook the heavens and the earth, and the sound wave started from the soldiers in strong and sharp clothes, and spread to the heads of the bustling people one by one.

Soon, my back was submerged by a sea of ​​long-lasting voices.I stood on the high platform, and the moment I turned around, the overwhelming memory was like a revolving lantern, slowly playing back frame by frame——

****

"Let the fire burn your humble ants! The gods are dead, and the demons live forever!"

The red-haired man was standing on the edge of the cliff in the raging sea, facing the wind, wearing the same robe and fur as me, with the crown and scepter shining brightly under the ferocious smile.He opened his blood-red eyes, raised his arms high, and whistled a long whistle. Ferocious man-eating eagles flew from a distance, pecking at the mourning people tied to the cross.

The man's long hair is like a fluttering flag, with a chilling fury that permeates the world.I saw him brutally mutilate the bodies of the people and throw them under the cliff, in the deep sea, watching the blood color ripple out in circles of gorgeous patterns on the sea surface.The soldiers under him were wearing black steel armor, with two horns and a ruby ​​on their helmets, and they were holding steel axes, chopping down the tall god statues on the cliff.

With a bang, the base of the statue was completely destroyed, and it all collapsed in the raging waves.The man rolled his blood-red eyes, and there was a bloody grin on the corner of his mouth.

The moment his eyes met mine, the screen changed, and we came to a magnificent hall.I saw him wearing a wine-red silk nightgown, stretching his lazy and fit body like a tiger and leopard, and having fun with a dozen women by the wine pool.The golden liquor was stirred to a cloudy state, filling the woman's greasy severed limbs.And the red-haired man leaned his lips together drunkenly, sipping the fine wine stained red with blood.

I stared at him, staring at scenes of lewd | chaotic and decadent scenes. I don’t know if I saw it with my eyes or my soul. I saw the red-haired man who was exactly the same as in the tattooed castle—the Lemon Bone Spur who should have existed in the future. .

"Everyone, damn it! Die for me!"

I saw him roaring like crazy in the palace, grabbed the baby in the hands of his wife and concubine, and threw his own flesh and blood to the ground amidst the woman's screams!

"When everyone is dead—" He lay on the ground in the mess, his hands full of fragments were bloody and bloody, crying and roaring hysterically, "then he must be dead too! Damn, damn, I want him to die! I want him to die by my knife, by my palm——!"

My vision was dimmed, and my consciousness was hazy. Finally, I heard his heart-piercing roar.

"Eliot!!"

crackle!The illusion was shattered, and the red-haired man disappeared like a phantom.I staggered, and a thunderbolt suddenly came from the sky, splitting the clouds and hitting me straight!

At the same time, a gust of wind that roared like a giant monster swept up, turning the snowflakes into manic hurricanes.The screams of the people were faintly mixed in the raging snowstorm, the sound of the flagpole breaking was like broken joints, the horses panicked, and the high platform collapsed.I felt tremors under my feet like a volcanic eruption, the scepter and crown fell and flew, and the silver-white lightning above my head fell like a deadly cold arrow when everyone covered their eyes to resist the wind and snow. Tianling Gai——

boom--!

In the blink of an eye, a black figure swooped in front of me, opened a cloak like the wings of a black crow, and covered me in it.Gravel and flying dust lingered around me, and lightning struck a hole in the center of the mud, embedding my body under the collapsed building.

"Cough, cough..."

I coughed drowsily and spit out the dirt in my mouth.The smoke dissipated, and after a moment of dizziness, my eyes saw the face above me clearly.

Luo stared at me, his chest rose and fell slowly, his back exuded the heat after the lightning strike, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Lymon." He blinked slowly, and hissed in the gray dust, "I should have told you earlier. I... am really glad to witness your enthronement, my king..."

He brought his lips to my forehead and pressed a kiss.In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the wind and snow ceased, and the golden light burst out of the sky, like a vast flame, sprinkled on the earth.I hugged him tightly and heard a slight tremor in my throat, "Ro! Luo!"

"I'm fine, lightning can't kill undead, it's just...it hurts..." He stared at me, the darkness in the depths of his eyes was dispelled by the light, and said, "Don't worry... Elliott, we'll just—"

"His Majesty!"

At this time, I heard the panicked cries of other people outside the pit, pile after pile, in grief, it seems that this pit is my grave.The sound of armor colliding was getting closer and closer to me. I wanted to get up, but found that I had exhausted all my strength in the catastrophe just now.

Luo leaned on me and smiled at me, "It's time to stand up, Master..."

Saying that, the undead turned into a thin black shadow, which melted into my shadow cast by the direct sunlight.His shadow filled and supported my shriveled silhouette, lifting my tired body little by little.My back is straight, my head is raised, and my whole body seems to be filled with endless power. Facing my thousands of people, I open my arms fearlessly and proudly!

"Look, your king is unscathed, and your pillars are standing!" Facing the noisy crowd, I sprinkled the declaration with the light of the sun on the boundless land, "May the Empire of Ten Thousand Borders, Live forever!"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry that it's late today QwQ years ago, there were many things, I will try my best to update it every day, if there is any delay, I will let you know in advance, I hope everyone understands!