37 Chapter 37
When he woke up just now, he only cared about how to open the lock, and greeted the emperor cordially one hundred and eighty times in his heart, but he really didn't pay attention to what clothes he was wearing.
He looked down for a moment and couldn't help but say, "Who washed it for me?" β
Osvid snorted coldly: "The strange wounds on your body, split yourself and heal yourself, so that others can see it?" Who do you say washed it? β
Kevin: "......"
In fact, when he heard this answer, Kevin only felt a little regretful for "one less excuse to go out".
But when he looked up, he noticed that for a moment, in addition to the usual lukewarm expression on Osvid's face, there was a little unnatural that was imperceptible. It's just so coincidental that the little unease that flashed was seen by Kevin.
So Kevin, who was originally frank and unrestrained, was also a little uncomfortable. After the two stared at each other for a moment, he could only silently reveal this not quite right topic.
Fortunately, this feeling was like a silly cat tickling, scratching his face and withdrawing, leaving no trace of it.
Kevin leaned on the head of the bed in a more comfortable position, raised his chin at Oswid, and said, "Okay, I'm too lazy to reason with you about this, just take it as retribution for stuning all of you underground." What about eating? I am hungry. β
Osvid raised an eyebrow and walked into the dormitory with a silver platter.
As he stood on the edge of the bed, bending down to place the silver plate on the wooden table, Kevin suddenly bounced, raised his hand and twisted it, and wrapped the thick iron chain around Osveld's neck with lightning speed.
The emperor was dragged to the bed by him, and Kevin used a lot of skill in his hands, just enough to knock people down without suffocating people.
He took advantage of Osveld's lack of reaction, and the whole person turned over quickly and pressed up.
Kevin's kneeling right knee pressed against Oswald's left wrist, his left hand clamped Oswayd's other hand, and his right hand happened to be stuck between Osveld's neck while dragging the chain, and he looked down condescendingly and asked, "Where is the key?" Is it on yourself, or on some guard? β
He pressed it very skillfully, so that Osvid was not too uncomfortable, so he tilted his chin, laughed briefly, and squinted, "What? Consumed with me? β
"I have a way to wrap these chains around you and make a bunch of dead knots, and I can't untie you and you can't escape." Kevin raised his eyebrows and said, "I actually don't like to fight people so closely, it's too embarrassing, what do you say?" Solve these things, and I'll beat you up less. β
"It's a good deal." Osvid said angrily, "If you don't understand it, you will be beaten, and I didn't suffer much when I was a child, so it's not bad." β
Kevin: "......"
He was a little speechless by this stinky boy's rough-skinned and thick-skinned temper that he was not afraid of beating, and for the first time he reflected on himself, whether the so-called stick education was really not suitable, and it was easy to teach this kind of rebels.
In the past hundred years, he has always felt that he has adapted very well to the identity and power of ordinary people, and he has no nostalgia for the divine power of the past. Everyone is the same in the world now, and the gods are the outliers. No matter who you are, having abilities that are too much higher than ordinary people will always breed some disadvantages.
But now, in the face of Osveld's rough-skinned and durable goods, he suddenly missed the time when he had divine powers. In the period of the God of Light, he was determined to hang the lawless emperor upside down on the top of the Temple of Light with one finger, dry for a month, and make dried bacon.
He was in such a posture and was distracted, but the strength in his hand did not slacken.
But when he came back to his senses, he found that the emperor who was pressed down was staring at his face without turning around, and when those shallow and almost transparent eyes stared at people, there was always an invisible interference, making the stared person not quite right from head to toe.
Kevin tilted his head and said angrily: "What are you selling stupidly, what about the key?" β
Osvid let out an "oh" and said lightly: "It's hidden on me, take it yourself." β
Kevin used his left knee to press Oswayd's other wrist, freed up one of his hands, first raised his hand and slapped Osveld's head, which was very unceremonious, and immediately made a little red mark, and said, "I think you are going to rebel." β
Osvid sneered and said lukewarmly, "You don't seem to have figured out who is rebelling. β
"Heh-" Kevin raised his hand and grabbed a rye loaf from the silver plate on the bedside table, stuffed it into Osvid's mouth without saying a word, and forcibly shut him up, "In order for you to stop saying anything unclean, I'm going to help you plug it first, you're welcome." β
Osvid: "......"
With that, Kevin flipped over Osvid with a big slash.
He rummaged through it quickly and crisply, as if he only needed to touch the tip of his finger to know if it was possible to hide something here. He was at ease with himself, but Osvid, who was rummaged through by him, was a little speechless.
"Eh, what are you doing?" Kevin was slapped twice with his finger and impatiently took the rye bread, "Give you a chance to say a word." β
Osvid coughed twice, and said angrily, "Can you find something that doesn't be so kind and drizzly?" It made my hairs stand on end. β
"Trouble!" Kevin shook his head, dropped the sentence, and blocked the emperor with rye bread again.
Osveld really felt like he was beeping a dog.
was protested by the emperor, and Kevin finally made a little heavier. After touching the upper half of his body, this ancestor still complained: "Why are the emperor's clothes so complicated?" Are you tired of wearing it......"
With that, he reached for Osvid's pants again.
Before he could flip it twice, Kevin took the bread angrily again: "What's wrong with you, dear Your Majesty?" β
Osveld didn't say anything this time, "......"
He glanced down at his waist with his eyes, just right to stay on Kevin's hand for a moment, and then on himself for a while, then raised his eyes to Kevin, looked at Kevin with an embarrassed and speechless look and said, "What do you say?" β
How to say it, His Majesty the Emperor is sometimes prone to crooked thoughts, but the expression is very subtle, so that Kevin, whose expression is very crooked, but his thoughts are very subtle, cannot grasp the main point for a while.
Osvid couldn't bear it anymore, and said bluntly with a green face: "You can find something if you look for it, can you not be so filthy?" β
Kevin: "......"
What the hell I'm filthy again?!
He was full of thoughts about the "key key", and he didn't care about anything else, and he was thrown a big "dirty" hat by Osveld like this, and then he realized that he didn't touch the place.
So he let out an afterthought "oh", swished back his hand, and apologized very insincerely: "I'm sorry, who asked you to lock me up, I was angry and didn't pay attention." β
After he finished speaking, he patted Osvid soothingly, and said casually: "Okay, don't blow up, I'll change places." β
Auswid: "...... Where do you shoot? β
Kevin raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Young man, it's understandable that he is easily excited. β
Osvid: "......"
The man finally found a key under the cowhide buckle next to Osvid's boot. He laughed, pinched the key and shook it in front of Osveld, and said, "You can really hide it, Your Majesty." β
Osvid ignored him, and only said, "Since you have found the key, why are you still holding me like this, open your lock." β
Kevin lowered his eyelids and let out a casual "um", while not changing his posture to suppress Osvid, he used the key to poke the keyhole on the handcuffs in this position.
Probably a little proud to find the key with great difficulty, the great Lord Kevin Fassbender actually felt that the key was a little strange the moment he pinched it, but he only cared about quickly opening the lock and did not think about it.
He felt that at most, he had found the wrong key, and if he couldn't open it, he would continue to threaten Osvid, and it didn't matter if he had to spend it together.
When he poked the key into the keyhole with difficulty, he found that except for being a little "tighter", the key still matched the keyhole, so he didn't think much about it, and naturally he didn't notice the expression of the pressed emperor's raised eyebrows.
Kevin pinched the key and twisted it lightly, feeling a little sluggish and didn't unscrew it, so he added another force.
As a result, I heard a "pop", and the key, which seemed to have no problem, was easily broken in two, and the keyhole was tightly blocked.
Kevin: "......"
Now, the keyhole is blocked, and it is impossible to untie it unless you pick out the thing inside, or just destroy the entire handcuffs.
Just when he was stunned, the emperor, who was easily suppressed by him, suddenly turned over and lifted Kevin away with greater force, mainly anti-guest.
It was just the blink of an eye, and the two of them switched places.
"Feng Shui takes turns." Osvid pressed Kevin's wrist and said condescendingly.
Kevin looked at the blocked keyhole, then at Osvid, and said with a numb expression, "What did you use to make this key?" β
Osvid said: "The Golden Lion is homemade, the most brittle alloy." β
Kevin almost wanted to give him a kick: "I'm full of food and this kind of thing!" β
Looking at it this way, everything just now was obviously calculated by the emperor, Kevin thought about it and felt that his liver hurt.
Osvid, who was pressing on him, did not go down for a long time, and he even leaned down, got very close, and said in a particularly provocative and extraordinarily low tone: "Has this stopped?" Eat well, dear Lord Fassbinder. β
I don't know why, Kevin feels that Osvid has changed a lot from before he went to the Tomb of the Gods, although he still likes to be angry with him, but he is no longer the kind of provocative person who holds his chin far away, and seems to like to be particularly fond of finding a fight at close range like this.
His voice was so deep that Kevin could almost feel the resonance of his chest, a feeling that made it easy to give the illusion of being too close. Kevin tilted his head a little uncomfortably and said, "Okay, stop, what else can I do if I don't stop?" Hurry up and get me down, do you know you're heavy? β
Osvid nodded in satisfaction, got out of bed, walked to the side of the armchair and sat down, one hand loosely propped on his temple, and waited for Kevin to accept his fate.
Kevin flicked the chain twice, sat up and changed into a comfortable position, bent one leg, picked up the wine glass on the plate and took a sip.
This man's temper is also miraculous, one second he was still trying to kill the emperor and cut the chain to escape, and the next second he was drinking wine and eating with his elbows on his elbows. If you remove these chains, just looking at his posture and expression, you probably only think that this is an elegant and unobtrusive aristocrat enjoying lunch.
He slept for seven days, and he should have been hungry a long time ago, but he ate slowly, as if this unhurried sense of calmness was innate, carved into his bones.
There had been a fight just now, and now he was able to talk to Osvid calmly, he swallowed a sip of fruit wine, and suddenly asked Osveld as if he remembered something: "Have you tried the holy water?" The result? β
Osvid nodded, "It seems to be good at the moment, there is good news from all over the place, Ian's neck can already turn, and the traces of Sinia's sandstone have faded from his shoulders to his wrists." β
He said and pointed to his ear: "If it hadn't recovered, according to the strength of your rebellion just now, this ear would have been shattered into slag." β
Kevin glanced at him and said angrily, "Yes." β
Osvid suddenly curled up and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "In the past few days, there has been a sacrifice to St. Antis in the evening, and the people who have recovered from their bodies have organized themselves to worship the relief of the god of light in the central square for seven days. β
Kevin was stunned for a moment, then continued to eat, and commented very bastardly: "It's idle, worship some old gods." β
"Phaere means differently." Osvid raised an eyebrow and replied, "I brought two things back from the Tomb of the Gods, intending toβ"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the chamberlain at the door: "Your Majesty, the Imperial City Patrol Cavalry has sent an urgent report again." β
Osvid: "......"
"Coming to me again and smirking?" Osveld said harshly: "Why am I so idle? Let him go back and be stupid to his wife and children. β
The chamberlain cautiously poked his head out and lowered his eyes, "Not this time, the commander said that a large number of refugees are pouring here." β
"Refugees?" Osveld frowned and asked, "What refugees?" β
"I don't know the specifics, so I'd better ask the commander." The chamberlain said.
Oswid: "Got it. β
He stood up, raised his feet and went out the door.
Kevin shoved a small berry into his mouth with one hand, and pulled the chain with the other, the chain stretched right in front of Osvid's feet.
"Halfway through the talk?" Kevin didn't have a good breath and said, "What was the second half of that sentence just now?" What did you bring back from the Tomb of the Gods, what are you going to do? Let me briefly summarize it in one sentence. β
So, Ausweed put it succinctly: "I have brought back Phae's footprints and the signature of another unknown thing, and I plan to find time to rebuild a tomb for Phae, it may not be so grand, but at least ...... worthy of the word light. β
Kevin listened, took Little Berry's hand, glanced up at Osveld, and quickly withdrew his gaze.
He flicked the chain in his hand, and the chain that stopped Osvid hung loosely on the ground, and waved his hand without raising his head, and said like a puppy: "Okay, let's go." β
The Emperor graciously ignored his bastard movements, strode out of the door, and turned to find the Rangers.
Kevin threw a small berry into his mouth, chewed it twice, and then leaned back and leaned against the head of the bed.
Although His Majesty the young emperor is underwhelmed, when he is heartwarming, he is always able to poke at other people's points......
Maybe it was because it was really hard to get the key that was broken in the keyhole, or maybe it was true that the energy had not fully recovered as Osvid said, Kevin actually stayed in this dormitory for several more days, and even accepted it without much protest when Osvid asked someone to move the bathtub into his room for him to bathe.
It made the emperor a little uncomfortable.
As Osvid said before, he still suddenly had large wounds on his body, which rotted to the bones and then healed little by little. It's just that it's much better than when I was in the Tomb of the Gods, and the frequency is a lot slower.
In the few days he stayed in the dormitory, apart from Ausvid, the little hall of Sinia was the most diligent. Because Ben and Angel are not the people who live inside the Hanging Palace, they have been blocked out of the Hanging Palace for the past few days, and they have not been able to see the shameful grand occasion of Kevin being handcuffed and shackled in captivity.
Sinia's arm was in good shape, and Osvid lifted her ban, allowing her to roll around like a live ball as before.
Angel was not there, and Osvid was busy with affairs, so her favorite object of harassment became Kevin, who came to Kevin every day to ask Kevin to tell him stories, and occasionally to Kevin herself.
"I was miserable a while ago, my uncle locked me in my room and didn't allow me to get out of bed." The little girl had to bring this out every day to complain to Kevin, "But Grandpa Ian is even worse, Uncle said that his neck is connected to his head, and he is still not allowed to go out until he is completely well, so he is still lying down." β
Kevin: "......"
Through this generalization from face to point, he finally understood that Osvid liked to lock people up until the other party was no longer in danger...... It's such a big and crazy pervert, even the old and the children don't let go.
After the complaint, Sinya climbed into bed very unceremoniously, sat down opposite Kevin with her little short legs, and handed the book over: "Oh - I want to hear this today." β
Kevin carefully picked up the book, touched the old gray with a disgusted face, and said with a smile: "Which grave did you dig up antiques from, little girl?" β
Sinia slapped her thigh: "Talk about it!" β
Kevin nodded and muttered, "Okay, let's talk." Heyβjust like your uncle. β
However, he flipped through the inner pages of the book twice, and his hand froze, and he stared at one of the pages for a long time before he said, "Old God...... How can you be a little girl who likes to listen to this kind of story about the rotten grain of old sesame seeds? β
Sinia smiled: "It's fun!" β
"From the beginning?" Kevin roughly flipped through it twice, then simply closed the book and threw it aside, "Come on, I'll recite it to you." β
Sinia looked at him with adoration.
As a result, Kevin, the bastard, really memorized it, and he was even more emotionless than reading according to the book, and he didn't even have a tone fluctuation, and he memorized a long paragraph without breathing, and Sinia's nose was about to come down when he heard it.
ββ¦β¦ The beautiful and holy goddess Tenice said, 'May your life be as bright as a flower, and as strong as a thorn, and give you the name Merlot, which in the word of God means light and eternity.'" Kevin's endorsement was very perfunctory, and all the beautiful adjectives that came out of his mouth were mocking.
But Cynia is very unpicky, and she can still listen to such a story, and when she heard this, she interrupted and asked, "Who is Merlot?" Why haven't I heard it in other stories before? β
Kevin looked at her, let out an "oh", and said, "Merlot was his previous name, and flowers and brambles were his original symbols. Later, when he grew up, for some reason, he buried his name along with the past, believing that the gods did not need names, and the symbolic totems were replaced with the sun and moon. β
Sinia tilted her head: "Then he has no name, how can others call him?" β
Kevin replied, "He gave himself a new name, Houshen." β