29 Chapter 29
Osvid was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but scan around with the insect lamp. The path under his feet came to an end here, and there were no obvious traces of the road before him, but instead there was a large clump of trees more than a man high, with thick and sharp branches, straight upward, and each one covered with fine thorns, in clusters.
At first glance, it looks like a tall thorn with overnutrition. It's just that these thorns are not solitary, and the sinuous canes on both sides of the road wind up the roots of the thorns, almost becoming one with the thorns. Plump leaves hang in layers, obscuring the scene behind the thorn bushes.
"It's-" Kevin heard Osveld speak, "that's the end of the road?" And where is the tomb of the god Phoe? β
Kevin shook his head, took a step forward, bent down and pulled twice on the side of the road. Tearing apart a few cane stems that were mixed together, he raised his chin and said, "Oh-the ground monument." β
And behold, where his chin was pointing, a bronze stele peeked out of the clay and slanted out of it.
I don't know how many years ago this stele was buried here, it is full of green rust, mottled, blocking most of the stele face, revealing a rotten and heavy atmosphere.
Kevin changed the insect lamp in his left hand to his right hand, and hung it directly on the top of the monument, the yellowish light shining from top to bottom, and some traces of carving were vaguely revealed from under the rust, but it was too vague for people to distinguish.
"What is written?" Osvid frowned and took two steps and crouched down directly in front of the monument. He squinted his eyes and looked at the monument for a moment, then tilted his neck back as if giving up, and simply raised his hand to cover the monument.
Kevin saw his movements and sighed: "You can still touch words?" Did you find something? β
Osvid glanced at him, bothering to bother, only moving his fingers slowly, carefully touching the monuments in rows.
Because the rust was too heavy, it was a little slow to the touch, but Kevin didn't stop him, and he didn't rush it. He has been holding his arm and holding the lamp a little sore, so he looked around, and did not find a suitable place to support, so he simply sat on the ground by leaning on the back of the monument, with his elbows on the top of the monument, and the insect lamp just hung down, and the two long legs were overlapped and stretched out, which was quite comfortable.
Osvid lifted his eyelids and glanced at him angrily, and continued to fumble.
After a long while, Kevin's long straight legs changed positions, kicked His Majesty the Emperor's honorable ankle, and asked, "How many lines have you touched?" β
"Can you settle down for a while?" Osveld squinted at his suspicious leg from the corner of his eye and scolded, "Take the hoof away, don't rub me." β
Kevin: "......" is reasonable, okay, kicking and rubbing is very different.
Osvid looked extremely impatient when he kicked him for some reason, and his face was furrowed, as if he didn't want to pay attention to people. After a few more minutes, he finally patted the rust on his hands and straightened up.
"Done?" Kevin looked up at him.
"Hmm." His Majesty the Emperor's reply came almost from his nasal cavity, "The monument says that this is the entrance to the tomb of the god Fae, the place where the body of the god is located, and no one is allowed to enter it, otherwise it will be blasphemous and will suffer the worst curse." β
He paused, and added with a not very good expression: "It is followed by a long list of curses of the eight generations of ancestors, in short, it is to let the intruder die without a place to be buried, cut off children and grandchildren, and so on. β
Kevin raised his eyebrows and said "oh", his expression was very calm, and he didn't mean to be surprised at all.
The two of them stood and the other sitting, and the difference in the height of their eyes was exaggerated. Osvid stared condescendingly at the expression on his face for a moment with his eyelids down, and whispered, "You look like you already know what's on the monument." β
"Really?" Kevin replied casually.
He is actually very strange at times, with big and small mysteries on his body, but it gives people the feeling that "he doesn't care too much". He never took the initiative to mention anything, and if you don't ask, he won't say it. If you ask, he'll cover it up, but it's not at all distracted. If you hit the nail on the head, he will either casually answer with the phrase "even fools think it's fake", or simply admit it.
It's as if what you think is important or unimportant is not worth mentioning in his eyes.
"You've been here." Osvid didn't even have a question, and stated it directly and calmly. He simply folded his arms, as if he was going to interrogate on the spot, "You are familiar with the location of Baektu Hill and the Eternal Life Waterfall, and you know what kind of monsters live underground, and now you can even find the old bronze tablet that is so hidden in such a hidden place at once...... Apparently you've been here before. β
Kevin's fingers were wrapped in the light of the insect lamp, and he didn't speak, almost by default.
"This kind of place is obviously more suitable for death than for outing adventures." Osvid swept around and said, "So, what did you come here for?" β
Before Kevin could speak, he remembered something: "Your physique that won't die without stabbing your heart...... Is it related to this? β
Kevin raised his head and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Looks right." Osvid's deep voice continued: "So when you heard the priest say that 'the holy water of the Temple of Phae can relieve the strange disease of petrification', you easily believed that statement, and you didn't even think that the legend was β‘β‘ all false, why?" Because your power comes from here, and even has to do with holy water, you fully understand how amazing holy water is? β
Kevin lazily changed his position and commented, "The logic is quite smooth. β
Osvid: "......"
As far as Osvid knows about him, when he doesn't negative, it means that he guessed something correctly.
Many images suddenly flashed through the young Emperor's mind, including when he first met Kevin, when Kevin slipped around while sitting at the table lazily drinking afternoon tea, and when Kevin rarely told him some rumored stories that he heard from nowhere......
Although he was reluctant to admit it, in fact, when he was still a young master, he was extremely impatient with Kevin on the one hand, and attracted by a special temperament on Kevin on the other hand.
When I was young, I had a serious rebellious mentality, and I was not willing to think about the origin of those emotions at all...... It's probably a sense of calmness beyond the boundaries of age and physiology.
That kind of temperament is too easy to arouse the instinctive psychology of children. Just like when he was a child, he watched the "Divine Calendar" and had an inexplicable worship for the once invincible God of Light.
When Kevin came to Pach Manor, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old at best. He was supposed to be a recruit who had just joined the reserve army and had never seen any battles, but there was no trace of crampedness and greenness in his gestures.
Before, Osvid only thought that this man was naturally thick-skinned and didn't think there was anything wrong. Now I can't think about it...... It's just not right anywhere!
No one is born with a fixed personality from the moment they babble, and their character is only shaped by experience and experience. How much experience and experience can a seventeen or eighteen-year-old have?
Osvid muttered for a long time, but did not speak.
Kevin's face was sore, so he lowered his head and beat the back of his neck. As soon as he struck twice, he saw Osvid suddenly take a step forward and crouch down.
He pressed Kevin's hand on the ground, squinted his eyes that were so shallow that they were almost transparent, and lowered his voice and said, "How long have you lived......
Kevin was stunned.
The young emperor looked extremely oppressive at this time, and after he said this, he leaned closer and lowered his voice, "I was thinking just now, when I first met you, you had already entered the reserve legion, and you spent almost all of your time in the barracks after that, and it was almost impossible to sneak into the tomb of the god Phae during that time...... So when did you come in? β
Kevin wasn't used to being so close to people, so he subconsciously gave way to the back, but his back was against the thorn bushes wrapped in canes.
Osvid pressed forward again: "When you came to Pach Manor, were you really only seventeen years old......
His voice was so low that it was almost a whisper, and the tip of his nose was almost touching Kevin's.
As Osvid finished the last few words, he realized that his tone was extremely calm, but his brain was getting more and more excitedβhe never seemed to have seen Kevin like this, up close, and condescendingly.
It's not just condescension in the sense of a simple perspective -
On weekdays, the bastard who always makes people's teeth itch is on the shoulder and back against the cane, and the waist and crotch are outlined by the jacket because of the twisting angle, because there is no way out, there is no way to avoid, so he has to be confined in such a small place.
This is a gesture that is really suppressed.
If Kevin is usually docile and easy-going, it would be fine, but this person seems to be a good mix, but in fact he is tough and hard. And when he rarely calms down and has no expression, he will have a particularly indifferent and invulnerable temperament.
Such hard-boned people occasionally show even the slightest trace of softening, which has an indescribable appeal.
Osvid suddenly realized in his inexplicable excitement that he had long wanted to make some trouble for the person in front of him, whether it was provocative sarcasm or mean provocativeness, but it was just to see such a special side of him.
Because no one else can see it!
The young emperor's gaze moved, fell under the tip of Kevin's nose, and quickly raised it again, and slowly spoke: "You are ...... How much else is hidden? β
Kevin listened, his eyes turned to the side, not knowing what he was looking at.
Osveld frowned subconsciously and followed his gaze, except for a worm lamp on top of the monument and a little darkness in the distance, nothing special.
And when he turned his gaze again, he found that the suppressed Kevin had quickly regained his calm appearance, and this bastard actually had the audacity to raise his hand and pat his cheek, and said two words in a shameless scoundrel tone: "You guess." β
Osvid: "......"
Just when the two were confronting each other, the giant beastman Dan led the little lion class to find him along the path, and as soon as he turned the corner, he shouted: "I know that you have groped along the road, and I saw the light of the insect lamp in your hand -?" β
Before the previous sentence was finished, two people, one big and one small, were already stupid in place.
Dan opened his mouth and looked blankly at Osvid who was crouching on his knees, and then at Kevin, who was pressed against the cane by his circle. Then he slapped Ben's eyes, turned around with the boy on the spot, and said in a numb mechanical tone: "This child can't see, blind." β
Osvid: "......"
Kevin: "......"
Osvid straightened up, and by the way, he reached out and pulled His Excellency Fassbinder, whose center of gravity was not very steady, up. Just as they were about to open their mouths to explain, the soft mud ground under their feet suddenly shook.