Chapter 370: Cursed Body
When everyone was silent, Chino picked up the topic at the right time: "If I die, the visitors will disappear, this is a false proposition, the answer is actually in front of you a long time ago - 2,700 years ago, in the "War of Eclipse", the Sun King fell at the hands of the visitors, everyone thought that the visitors disappeared, but in fact? They reappear 2,700 years later, and start a new invasion. β
"And you have to think about one more thing - is it true that the Visitor has only appeared in recent years? Haven't you considered a possibility? Perhaps in those 2,700 years, there have been many people like me, whom I would call the "cursed." β
"It is highly likely that these 'cursed ones' have existed throughout the ages, and the invasion of extraterrestrial visitors has always existed, but those who are cursed have always died quickly, and the scale of the incident is small and unknown."
"It's like when I was in Shirin, I suppose a visitor from outside the world sneaked up on me, and one day I accidentally drank too much and was stabbed to death by them. In the public perception, this is just 'bandits from nowhere stabbed the civil officials to death and then fled', no one will associate it with the 'invasion from outside the sky', and you superiors will not even ask about it. β
"Perhaps, many of the cursed have died silently, as I assumed, and the invasion of visitors has been silent. It wasn't until I, the "Cursed One", captured the visitors alive and publicly executed them, that the invasion spanned 2,700 years returned to the public eye. β
The Horned Heron was silent for a long time, and his eyes became extremely gloomy: "According to your logic, can I understand that you think that the Great Sun King is also a "cursed"? β
This is an obvious verbal trap, and if Chino admits it, then the "blasphemous" hat will not be taken off.
Chino changed his words and smiled, "I said, 'the cursed' is just a concept I've come up with, referring to those who are hunted by visitors from outside the world. If you don't think it sounds good, I can also change the name, "The Blessed One", what do you think? At least in my experience, if it weren't for the visitors, I would probably still be a small civil affairs officer now, so this kind of hunting is really a 'blessing' for me. β
The horned heron frowned, and it was clear that for a man of his traditional and old-fashioned character, bickering and sophistry were not his forte.
"Let me interrupt." Lan Xian said in a deep voice, "Anyone, please don't talk about the Sun King, and don't involve the fuse in the great gods. β
"Especially you, Administrator Chino, if you want to justify it like this - I was hunted by the Celestial Visitors, and the Sun King was also hunted by the Celestial Visitors, and you think that I am a Celestial Alien Guest, which is equivalent to admitting that the Sun King is also a Celestial Visitor - this logic is not valid, and sophistry from this perspective will only get you into more trouble."
Chino looked sideways at Lan Xian and narrowed his eyes slightly.
What's going on...
Now the discussion is about being hunted by the Alien Visitor itself, and there is no mention of the possibility that the Sun King is a Visitor from the Heavens, so why did he throw out this hypothesis in advance and point out the logical error in it?
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Andre, who was in deep thought, raised his head and asked tentatively, "Administrator Chino, I have a question, assuming that what you said is right, we will still call it the 'cursed'... Then why is the curse coming upon you? Is there any reason? β
This Andrei is also a smart man, and he hit the key point in one sentence, asking about the "brand of the refuser".
Chino withdrew his gaze from Lan Xian and shook his head at Andre, "If I could find out why, I wouldn't be standing here." In fact, it is precisely because the cause of the curse is not yet known that it is the most terrifying, and it will make your decision to execute me foolish. β
Andrey: "What do you say? β
Chino: "As I said earlier, there's a good chance that the curse will be around for a long time. Just imagine, if you kill me, and I, the cursed, die, will it be all over? Not really. The curse is just no longer attached to me, it will find its next host. It's an endless cycle, visitors don't disappear over time, and so does the curse, there will always be a person who becomes the "cursed". β
"If I die, the next one to be cursedβ" Chino smiled and pointed at Lan Xian, "maybe it's you, Lan Xian-sama." β
These words made Lan Xian's face not very good, and his voice became louder: "Don't talk nonsense!" β
"Oh, not you?" Chino's finger moved away from Lan Xian and fell on Andre, "Then maybe it's you, Your Highness Andrei." β
Andrei knew it was a metaphor, but he still seemed a little restless in the face of the concept of the curse.
After Chino pointed at Andre, he turned back to look at the seats in the hall, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the councilors: "It could be any of you." β
Chino's gaze was like a blade, and the councillors all lowered their heads after being swept away, and no one dared to look at them directly.
Eventually, Chino's gaze looked back and fell on Percius, and the corners of his lips slowly raised: "It could also be you, Your Majesty the King." β
The horned heron stood up and shouted, "This is an insult to Your Majesty!" You deserve to be put to death! β
"I have no opinion." Chino looked sideways at the Horned Heron, his eyes full of sinister smiles, "As long as you don't worry about the curse coming to youβright now, no one knows how the curse will be transferred." Perhaps, the one who kills the cursed is the next one to be cursed. Or perhaps, before the cursed person dies, the person closest to him will be cursed. It's also possible that it's completely random. β
"In other words, everyone in this room could be the next "cursed."
Rao is the parliamentarians who are accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, and they can't sit still at this time, and the discussion soon came:
"The gods are above... I definitely don't want to bear this curse..."
"Isn't there anything we can do to stop this?!"
"The way the curse is transferred is unknown, which means that we can all have a curse in our bodies..."
"No... We must not let that happen..."
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Listening to the chatter around him, Chino's smile became more and more eerie.
Men are creatures who cherish their lives.
Especially these high-ranking people present are even more desperate.
The noble ruler knows that his life is very important, and that living can create greater value for the kingdom, and that the merit is in the present and the benefit of the future, and he is not willing to die.
The despicable superiors are greedy for high power, and it is difficult to give up the rich and extravagant life.
The mediocre superiors simply do not have the courage to face death, cannot calmly look down on life and death, and dare not go to death without worrying about their lives.
Whoever sits upright at the plenary session of the Kingdom must have a reason not to die, no matter how noble or mean, whether it is mediocre or seeing.
Ever since Chino fabricated and threw out the concept of "curse", death had been far away from him.
He won't die.
Not only will he not, but he will not even be allowed to die, everyone will do everything in their power to save his life.
Because in the unknown way of spreading the curse, no one wants to be the next target of the curse, even if the probability of being cursed is 1 in 100 million, the superior will not be willing to take this risk.
So, for Chino to live, and must live, the curse must be "locked" with his body for the others to be safe.
When life and death have nothing to do with themselves, everyone is very willing to watch a good show, be high up, and enjoy it.
And when they are suddenly involved in the play and become people in the play, they will panic and seek a way to preserve.
This is human nature.
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The original rhythm of the trial had been completely disrupted by Chino, and the councillors were discussing in groups of three or five, and the noisy exchanges were endless, and everyone's eyes were wandering and their expressions were uncertain.
Even the leaders of the five kingly families gathered on the stage at this time, surrounding Pertheus.
A king with the highest power, five kings in charge of various provinces, plus the second prince Andrei, although the discussion of the seven was very small, everyone was expressing their opinions, and from time to time some of them could be seen shaking their heads, obviously the views of all parties were not unified.
In the entire synagogue, there were only two people who were still in a leisurely state - Chino and Denissa.
Chino sat and watched the changes in the expressions and thoughts of these people, his amber eyes full of smiles, obviously thinking that this kind of scene was very interesting, and he was very satisfied with the "performance".
Denisa slept standing as usual, unaffected by the loud discussions, and now that there was an undercurrent surging in the hall, she still slept soundly, and her sleep was beyond the sky.
After half an hour, Pertheus stretched out his finger, tapped it three times on the table, and said with a blank face, "This is the end of the second meeting." The third plenary meeting will be held in three days' time, at which point I will make a final decision and adjourn the meeting. β
Hearing the word "disband", Denisha woke up and stretched as if she had turned on the switch: "Get off work and go drinking." β
"Denisa." Chino called her and smiled friendly, "Shall I invite you for a drink?" β
Denisha patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Little brother, you are about to be imprisoned, why do you invite me to drink?" Let's think more about how to save your life. β
Chino was still smiling: "If you don't mind, you can bring the wine to my cell, buy as much as you want, and the account will be recorded in my name." β
As soon as she heard that others were paying the bill, and that she was drinking casually, Denisa's ears were about to stand up, she coughed lightly, and pretended to be serious: "In that case, I will perform the duties of the chief imperial guard once, and I will go to visit you today to talk." β
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At night, Denisha appears in the dungeon where Chino is being held, carrying a vat of wine β yes, a vat of wine.
I have to say that Denisha really doesn't treat herself as an outsider, she not only wants to drink for nothing, but also drinks a jar, and this jar is all the best jade wine, which can only be bought in top taverns, and it is a special wine for princes and ministers.
This kind of special jade brew cannot be tasted by ordinary people at all, because it needs to be settled in silver moon.
The nobles had the opportunity to drink it, but generally only a small glass was taken occasionally, as it was extremely expensive, costing several silver moons per cup.
And like now, on the sale of cylinders... How can you get tens of thousands of silver moons.
There's no way, other people's money just doesn't feel distressed when they spend it
This special jade brew can be described as full of wine, as soon as it appears in the dungeon, it is like throwing a bombshell in the backwater, and the felons imprisoned here directly fry the pot, scolding everywhere:
"Goddamn bitch! Why could she bring in wine?! It's not fair! β
"Bring me a sip! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will go out and kill your whole family! β
"Bitch! Ye will be on the execution ground tomorrow, it is better to go into the master's room and make him happy before he dies! β
"Singing about wine, what is life? For example, the morning dew, there is a lot of bitterness in the day~"
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I have to say that this Denisha is really a strange person, other big people go into the dungeon, and in the face of the boring abuse of the prisoners, they basically go in the left ear and out of the right ear, after all, they are all characters with heads and faces, and they must be self-contained.
I was really annoyed by being scolded, that is, I asked my subordinates to record the other party's cell number and name, stuff some money for the jailer, and secretly retaliate.
Denisha is good, she is not used to it at all, and she sprays back one by one:
"Because the old lady is the king's sharp blade, she is not convinced! Go back to your pigsty! β
"Oh, I have the same surname as the king, you can kill it, goodbye."
"You want to do it before you die, don't you? I'll call your horse, and you can do it with her, silly fork! β
"You're so lyrical here, aren't you? Like a philosopher writing prose, it's better to crawl for the old lady! β
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Dinisha sprayed ten of her strength, sprayed to the back, and randomly selected a lucky prisoner, directly kicked and smashed the cell door, took the person out and pressed him to the ground and beat him violently.
The screams of the lucky prisoners mingled with the roars of the spectators, and the whole dungeon suddenly became full of smoke and miasma.
The prison guards of the dungeon have nothing to do about it, stop it? Dinisha's titles are longer than the names of their entire family, and it is also the 7th sequence of the kingdom that has not been produced in a hundred years, and it is impossible to care about it if they dare to openly stand and sleep in the plenary meeting of the kingdom and make a dungeon.
Seeing such a female madman, except for a few prisoners who were about to be executed and looked down on life and death, everyone else was cowardly, for fear of becoming the next "lucky person", and suddenly did not dare to speak again.
After beating the prisoner, Denisha threw the half-dead man back, and casually took out a bag of silver moon and stuffed it into the jailer's arms: "Oh, take it to repair the door, and the extra will be sent to you." β
The jailer hurriedly returned the money bag, but only said to him: "Lord Denisha, the damage to the facility will be accounted for, and you don't need to pay it." Even if you really want compensation, you should also hand over the money to the construction officer, we can't collect it on your behalf, which is not in accordance with the rules. β
"Then I have to make one more trip to build a mansion, don't you bother, you just help me collect it." Denisha picked up the wine vat and admonished, "By the way, if the chief is accountable, don't be stupid and take responsibility for yourself, just say that Denisha did it, and let him come to me face to face if he has an opinion." That's all, bye. β
Denisha didn't give the jailer a chance to speak, trotted into the depths of the dungeon with the vat, and disappeared.
The jailer came back to his senses for a long time, he looked at the smashed door, then at the half-dead prisoners inside, and finally at the bag full of silver moon in his hand, and smiled dumbly at his companion, "She's the coolest woman I've ever seen." β