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Chapter Two Hundred and Six

It was obviously chūn season, but the warm sun didn't seem to shine into this palace. It seems that there is always a force of yīn sen in this place, breaking those warm golden sè sunlight outside into pieces and excluding this area.

It was just a window, and outside the window, the sun was shining, and the breeze smelled of chūn day—and inside, on the windowsill, in a sterling silver vase, a bright rose was slowly withering and dying.

"Sometimes, I really hate this place. ”

Cavihill stood in front of the windowsill and stared at the withered flower, and looked at it for a long time, before finally sighing and saying this.

"I don't understand...... Teacher ......"

Standing beside Cavehill was his female disciple, the girl with light freckles on her face. Her hair was linen, just like the face of her robe, and standing beside Cavehill at the moment, the girl was visibly nervous and at a loss.

In fact, it was the first time she had visited this mysterious and legendary room in the palace: it was the study of Kantos the Great and a famous forbidden place in the palace. In fact, all this time, only the Lance King himself and Cavishir were regular visitors to this room, and as for the others, they were rarely allowed to enter the room.

Almost all of the Empire's major decisions were made here by His Majesty the Emperor and Kavehill.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the true heart of the Empire.

The girl was obviously coming to this place for the first time, and she looked very restrained, even a little momentarily distracted, and she didn't hear the teacher's words too clearly.

"Of course you don't see it - at least not now. As if smiling, Cavihill stretched out two slender fingers, gently picked up a withered petal from under the bottle, clamped it to his fingertips, and sniffed it before his nose...... "Look at this place...... The walls of the golden sè, the murals of the golden sè on the walls, the colored glass, and the reliefs...... Lampposts of pure gold, ...... of the finest spices" Cavishir gently threw away the petals: "It's a pity that no matter how luxurious it is, it can't hide the smell of aging and decay here." Yes...... Aging and decaying, just every time I stand here, I feel as if the air is rotting my skin and flesh little by little...... Little by little, aging. When Kavihir said this, he looked at his female disciple with a smile: "Honey, what do you think this place looks like?"

The ...... girl looked blankly at her wise teacher.

"The tomb, a huge, richly decorated tomb. Kavehill's smile at the moment was a little yīn deep: "No matter how magnificent it is, the grave is just a grave after all." ”

The waiting time in the study seemed to be a little too long, and the place seemed to be getting colder and colder—even though it was chūn days outside, in this study, as if the smell of cold winter had not yet dissipated, the girl felt a cháo wet yīn cold smell.

Finally, heavy footsteps were heard outside the door, the sound of hard boots trampling on the harder marble floor. The voice, like this palace, is old, old, and ...... With the smell of decay!

When Cantos the Great walked in, he looked restless, like an angry lion, slammed the door open, and strode in with a gust of wind. He seemed to be very jīng, the sick face had long since disappeared from his face, and his face was much more ruddy, but the eyes were ...... The eyes, which were still occasionally sharp, became more and more dim, like two small flames in the wind, struggling with all their might, exuding the last light before disillusionment.

"I need time! Cavihill! time!" The Spearman said, not only anxious, but also nervous and nervous, rushed into the study and sat down behind a huge desk, and slammed a dagger on the table: "Time! Cavihill! time! I need time!

Cavishir's expression, since the moment Cantos the Great walked into the study, has become pampered and calm and unfathomable again, he even lowered his eyebrows completely, listening to the words of the Emperor, Cavishir pulled his sleeves, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and bowed shallowly.

"No, you need a little patience besides time, and of course, if you are strong in your faith, you also need God's blessing, because that will bring a little luck. ”

"But what I need most is time!" Emperor Kantos slammed the table hard and gritted his teeth: "Kavihill, my body hurts! The intense pain tortures me for two hours every night! I don't know how much time I have left, and I even doubt that I can make it to the time we planned! You have no other way, can you buy some more time?!"

"God is fair to everyone. Still in that slow tone, Cavihill said slowly, "Everyone's time is predestined, and God will not give you a quarter of an hour less, nor will he give you a quarter of an hour more, Your Majesty." ”

"Hell. The Spear Emperor scolded: "I swear for the thousandth time, I hate your way of talking." ”

"Oh, so I'll tell you the good news. Kavihir smiled faintly: "The good news is that Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived at General Ruhr's barracks, and I believe that in the barracks of the Rhodría Cavalry Corps, it is the safest place in the entire empire." And you can rely on the Ruhl's loyalty, and with the wisdom and ability of General Ruhl, he can protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, even in the worst-case scenario. ”

"What about Adric, how is he doing now?"

"Mr. Adric already controls the local garrisons of the three counties southwest of Dìdū, and in the event of any problems, the flag regiments of the three local garrisons under his control can reach Osgilia within ten days. Of course...... The premise is that the Governor General of Armenia does not make any small moves. ”

The face of the Lancer Emperor was a little ugly: "Armenia...... That damn bastard, he took control of the mines, just west of Dìdū, like a sharp blade across my neck. ”

"Unfortunately, Your Majesty, we can't do anything with that knife for the time being. "Then the only option is to duck our necks out from under the blade - or, to make the knife unable to move at the critical moment." ”

"Do you have an arrangement?"

Kavihir was silent this time, and after a long time, he nodded: "If the Governor of Armenia suddenly becomes seriously ill at a special moment, he may be able to meet your request." ”

Kantos quieted down, he stared at Kavihir for a long time, and then finally nodded, his eyes were somewhat strange, but this kind of look was a matter of an instant, and then the old emperor took a deep breath: "Then, let Juncker in." ”

When Juncker walked into the study, the leader of the dead soldiers of the Night Feather Forest, dressed in a suit of soft armor, fully armed, and wearing a long sword, when he walked, he looked like a wound up, full of strength and jǐngti.

The only thing that's somewhat ironic is...... This Mr. Juncker, the leader of the Night Feather Forest, the emperor's most loyal dead soldier, is actually not a real soldier of the Empire, but he dresses and dresses as if he is a real Imperial general.

As he stood at his desk, Juncker's waist was straight, his face smacked of death, and his eyes were like owls in the night.

"Juncker, tell me, are you willing to die for me?" the emperor asked the question directly and coldly.

"Anytime, anywhere. Juncker's answer seemed to be without hesitation: "Every night feather forest is ready to die for you, Your Majesty." ”

The Emperor took a deep breath, this breath, as if exhaling all the strength of his body out of his body, his face gradually turned pale, and he stared at Juncker tightly.

"So...... Please die for me once and your people!"

※※※ "Oh!!"

Char's movements slowed down a little, and immediately a green flame rushed up his buttocks, and the intense burning pain made him cry out and jump up ridiculously like a rabbit.

"Hurry up, boys!" Merlin's voice sounded like a standard evil old witch to Char at the moment.

Char tried his best to push a magic cannon forward a little further, and finally said angrily, "It's okay!

"It's Lord Merlin!"

With Merlin's cold voice, a wind blade was whipped on Char's body like a whip, and suddenly his clothes were torn, and with a crisp "pop" sound, a white sè mark was immediately left on his back.

"Oh, the mighty flesh. Merlin was slightly surprised, walked to Char's side, leaned over his nose and sniffed, and sneered: "Hmph, you wipe dragon blood? believe me, boy, if you provoke me again, dragon blood will not protect you!"

Char could only grit his teeth and continue to push the magic cannon hard...... "Master, to be honest, I really think that we shouldn't have lied to her before." Tatara was also by Char's side, and he had already used his strength to eat nǎi, and his face was flushed.

In fact, before Char finally told Merlin about what he had discovered beneath the mountain stream, Merlin made a vow that he would never harm the lives of a few people.

But when Char said about the discovery, it was clear that this imminent "discovery" angered Merlin, and once this madwoman was provoked...... "I swore not to kill you, but I didn't say let you go!" Merlin stared at Char hatefully: "In the habit of magicians, gentlemen, you have been 'requisitioned' by me for the time being! You have been requisitioned by me as my servant on the spot! As for the time of requisition...... It depends on when my mood will improve, you know!"

Now, Char and Tatara had to be coerced by Merlin to hang a broken magic cannon from under the mountain stream with a tree vine, and then push it over little by little.

But unfortunately, it seems that such a move is far from making Merlin "feel better".

Merlin finally quickly focused on the magic cannon, and had no interest in torturing Char any longer. However, Char still reluctantly lit a fire and prepared dinner for Merlin at the same time.

It's just that when chopping firewood, Merlin seemed to be in a very sarcastic tone, and said: "I can't see it, your ability to chop firewood is very good, and you are the second best person I have seen in my life." ”

"Oh?" Char gritted his teeth in hatred, "Is there anyone else chopping wood faster and better than me?"

"Of course...... That's a weird guy who likes bucket waist women and loves grinning and. ”

Merlin said this casually, while continuing to look down at the magic patterns on the shelves of the magic cannon...... Likes to grin and talk nonsense...... At the same time, I also like bucket waist women...... And very good at chopping wood?!

Duoduoluo suddenly couldn't help but squeeze his eyes at Char: "Master, I have to say, in fact, you meet these conditions." ”

Char's body shook suddenly, as if he thought of something, and threw a pile of firewood in his hand on the ground with a bang, glaring at Merlin: "Hey, Merlin, the person you said ......"

Syllable!

Another wind blade slammed into Char's thigh, causing him to jump on the spot screaming in pain.

"It's 'Lord Merlin'. The witch's eyes were cold.

"What does that guy you said look like?" Char looked forward to.

"What does it look like?" Merlin seemed to roll his eyes, "one mouth, one nose, two eyes." ”

Well, that's nonsense...... But Merlin then said as if nonchalantly: "Oh, that fellow, he bragged to me that he had an axe and carved a chrysanthemum out of tofu, and I made a bet with him about it." ”

Char's heart suddenly pounded!

Swear to God, Char has vaguely guessed who the person Merlin is talking about!!

In this world, apart from himself, what guy likes to grin, likes to talk nonsense, and at the same time has the standard of figuring out a bad liking for women?!

It is even claimed that you can carve a chrysanthemum out of a piece of tofu with an axe?!

Damn it!Except for the old guy who was already smiling at Jiuquan!!

Merlin stood up suddenly, as if recalling this incident made her very unhappy, and she seemed to be a little annoyed: "I don't like to remember that guy, he's an unlikable bastard because he won me in a bet...... Hmph, he's a fool though, because he's never asked me to cash in on his bet. Oh, let me think about it...... Ah, that guy has good martial arts, but the weapon he uses is strange, like a big fork. ”

Char smiled, pulled the handle of the fire fork he held from the hilt of his sword, and shook it twice at Merlin.

"Are you talking about a fork like this?"

As soon as Merlin saw the fire fork, his eyes widened.

"Oh!"

The witch king actually said a foul word.