Du Ang was convinced, completely convinced.

Federer, a super big fool, perfectly interprets what it means to have a simple mind and developed limbs, and what it means to have a body like a cow and a brain as stupid as a cow, and a person and a cow, but not a cow......

Anyway, Duang didn't have the strength to teach anymore.

In desperation, Duon wrote down the magic spell on a piece of paper and handed it to Federer: "You can memorize it yourself, anyway, now you can almost memorize it!" ”

Then, Federer's sentence almost made Duon angry: "What did you write this?" ”

…… Federer, can't read!

Gotcha, the eyes are thrown to the blind, and they are all busy.

Duang also lost patience, and drove Federer directly to sleep, busy day after night, Duang was already so tired that he couldn't support it.

Go to bed......

In fact, if the helmet of the trial illusion is here, it is okay to go to the illusion for a walk, in the illusion, although it is not tired, there is no need to sleep.

But...... Because I came out in the morning in such a hurry, I threw the helmet at home and didn't bring it out, and the Ruhr farm was so far away that it was impossible to go back and get a helmet for a helmet.

Du Ang doesn't want to sleep in the same room with Federer, some time ago Du Ang has deeply realized that sleeping with this guy is simply an inhuman torture, I have never seen such a loud snoring sound, it can almost be described as earth-shattering, and there is, this guy sleeps extremely dishonestly, turning over his heels, tossing as much as he wants, getting close to him, maybe there is a danger of being crushed to death by him in his sleep, for the sake of his own life, Du Ang doesn't want to be too close to him. Otherwise, he was crushed to death by a mistake, and he died young, and there was no place to reason.

But is sleep so sound?

The answer, of course, is no.

After Federer left, Duon lay down on the bed without even taking off his clothes, but as soon as he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, flickered, and fell asleep.

Not a dream, but a Templar!

That Goodian was waiting for Duon inside. As soon as he saw that Du Ang was coming, he opened his mouth and complained, saying that he had been waiting for you for several days, and he would not see you sleeping...... Why, don't you sleep?

For him this complaint. Du Ang was really helpless, and he couldn't reason with himself. The day I just went back. Federer, who spent a night in the illusion of trials, and yesterday, fiddled with it all night, if it weren't for the fact that he was really sleepy today, he probably hadn't slept yet, and the poor old man didn't know how long he had been waiting here. The nose is not the nose, the face is not the face, and the whole body is full of complaints, but fortunately this is only a few days, if he waits longer. This old man can't just tear me down? How do you say that? If you dare me to wait until the flowers are gone, I dare to let you know why the flowers are so red...... Anyway, it's all flowers, that's basically what it means.

Since Du Ang was allowed to come, there was something wrong, and there was another summoned person, that is, the traverser that Du Ang was accustomed to saying, died, and the soul came to the temple to wait for the arrangement, and when he saw this person's soul, Du Ang was startled, because listening to this soul's self-introduction, he was actually Prussia, the last emperor of the Byron Empire......

fainted to death, His Majesty the Emperor of the Byron Empire was actually a traverser...... Du Ang really had nothing to say, thinking about the poor time-traveler he saw in the temple last time he couldn't even afford to eat, the one named Martin, thinking about the fact that this army of time-travelers really has any identity, regardless of nationality, location, occupation, all over the continent of St. George, just like in the garden with a handful of fried sesame seeds, just ...... Duon was a little strange, how could this Prussia come to report in the Templars? According to what we already know, he should have died a long time ago...... Well, yes, yes, he should have died last spring, and then his fourteen-year-old son, Volan, succeeded him to the throne.

That's how it should be!

Anyway, everyone is a traverser, and now Prussia is a state of soul, so Du Ang didn't be polite to him, and asked what he thought directly, but what he didn't expect was that after listening to his question, Prussia first sighed, and then laughed like crazy, Du Ang was startled, thinking that this guy is crazy? Either he is cool to be the emperor and can't accept the fact that he is dead.

Actually, no!

According to Prussia, it was only after he died that he remembered that what he had given to Perunara, the god of the gods, was - family affection!

In his life, he has relatives and blood connections, but he has no family affection.

In fact, he did not fall ill last spring, as the intelligence said, and then died.

Rather, his son, who was only fourteen years old Vorland, staged a very covert coup d'état, imprisoned Prussia, in a secret place, and then killed a person who had been prepared long ago, a person who looked very similar to Prussia, in a special way, disguised as a disease and died, and he used this method to deceive everyone, and then successfully obtained the emperor's throne.

Prussia laughed and laughed as he spoke, tears welling up from the corners of his eyes, as if recalling his own life: "The son of old age is incomparably precious, I love him as much as my own eyes, I will always be satisfied with what he wants, and whatever he likes, I will try my best to send it to his eyes and to his hands...... But unexpectedly, he was an underfed wolf cub, and when he was only a teenager, he began to plan how to usurp my position faster...... I was so stupid to be kept in the dark by him and not know anything...... Alas, if I had known this, I should have shot him at the wall, or strangled him as soon as he was born......

Duon said: "Come on, you have given your family affection to Perunara, so you will not get any family affection in this life, this is your life, you have to admit it, so you have nothing to complain about." ”

"yes!!" Prussia sighed helplessly: "After he locked me up, it's okay, I usually treat him well, he didn't make me feel bad, but he imprisoned my freedom, and everything else is okay." But...... Do you know, at that time, I was the emperor, and as long as I wanted, the entire Byron Empire would prostrate at my feet, and I would be free to do what I wanted, and I would get the most beautiful girl, the most beautiful food, and the most devout worship in the whole empire as long as I hooked my little finger......"

"Come on, don't get drunk, that's all in the past, you're dead now......" Duon interrupted him unceremoniously.

Although they are all traversers, somehow, as soon as they heard that he was the former emperor of the Byron Empire, Prussia, Duon had a natural hostile idea one day, that is, he didn't know how to use to talk to him in a good tone - just like that, while speaking, Duang was also frightened, thinking that he was a good traverser, but now his thinking is more and more like a native of the Bauhinia Empire. I don't know if this state is good or not, anyway, now Du Ang feels that there are some subtle changes in his heart and body, and he can feel it, but specifically, he doesn't know what words to use to describe it.

It's rare, this Prussia seems to have a good temper, maybe because he has just died and turned into a soul, he has not yet recovered from his grief, he told Duon that as a high emperor, he has his own pride, and overnight, he was cleaned up by his own son, from the emperor to the prisoner, such a gap, no one can bear it, for this time, his mood has been very bad, on the verge of collapse, he has never been able to understand, The son who has always loved and cared for him like a baby, why did he become like this, why did he treat himself like this.

Since ancient times, the heavenly family has no selfishness, when the son's father killed his father and usurped the throne, such things have not happened rarely, Prussia has read a lot of books, and many of the plots are still vividly remembered.

However, those who killed their fathers, they all have a common characteristic, that is, the father is old, the son is old, the father has been in power for too long, blocking the way of the son, only in this way, the son who can no longer wait will angrily kill his father and seek the throne, if this is the case, Prussia can absolutely understand, there is no second word. However, what he couldn't figure out anyway was his son. Wolan, he's only fourteen years old!

The hair hasn't grown yet, why are you in a hurry?

Depend on!

For all this time, Prussia was confined to a very secluded stone prison, although not in the dark, but no one knew that the king, who once held the power of a country, was now confined in such a small place, living a life that no one could see...... There are only four deaf and dumb old guards guarding here, bringing water and food every day. Fortunately, Prussia didn't make trouble, and after eating and drinking enough every day, except for sleeping, he always thought about this problem, wondering why his son would be ruthless and poison himself without any warning.

Is this what he has always been?

Had he always been pretending to be?

Or someone instigated him to do that?

Or was he just improvising?

Anyway, Prussia has always been puzzled and can't figure it out, and just two days ago, he suddenly figured it out. Now that he had figured it out, there was no reason to continue living, and after a burst of laughter, Prussia committed suicide by hitting the wall...... (To be continued......)