Cybertron feels that his life has been miserable, but the good news is that the tragic life will always pass, and the bad news is that there will be a worse future for him. x. There is no way around it, because it is the necessity of life. Fortunately, as a teacher of history, I can teach myself, just as I must be educated during the Chinese New Year, and Cybertron often educates myself. If you don't succeed in education, watch the Spring Festival Gala a few more times - after all, it's unreasonable to not be educated during the New Year, so quickly write a tens of thousands of words of self-examination and self-criticism.

We'll get through it, we'll get through anything -- there's no mountain of flames that can't be overcome! Cybertron was in a very normal state of mind right now, and he silently pulled out a large pocket watch. I looked at the minute hand, I looked at the second hand. He looked at Philip II, and then at himself. It doesn't matter, how old is Philip II? Almost sixty by sight, right? How old is himself? Sixteen by appearance. The King of the Divine Beings, the King as great as the rising great sun - can't he wait for the day when the red sun goes down?

Isn't it very simple? People who study history always think openly, and there are only a few hobbies in their life. Considering that this other world will have to wait at least a few thousand years before the third industrial revolution, burning glass is almost like inventing the atomic bomb if you are not a science student. It is indeed difficult for oneself to make steel and invent the steam engine, and if you can't promote the process of the industrial revolution, you can only promote your own historical literacy. I've learned a little bit about the history of the Atlas - just a few words, Philip II is sixty-one this year, so good, he will die next year, by the Assassins.

And no matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with the eldest son in his twenties standing next to him - Alexander, after all, is an aggressive maniac. In this life, I don't have much hobby other than fighting, and I think about how to invade this place and where to invade and turn other people's things into my own all day long, and then I have no ability -- what are you not a robber? I don't think carefully about how to build a country, and if I really renovate a port on the original basis and rename it for eternity? The night pot of the Tang Dynasty was also used to hold urine, and it was really a filial son and grandson of the maritime (thief) civilization. Isn't this how your ancestors are, they want whatever they want, and if they can't get it, they will grab it, and they have to say that it is great and glorious and correct after they are done.

So Cybertron doesn't have the slightest affection for these dog-like things in the court of Athens today, and this is the same virtue as on Earth. History is created by people, and history is always strikingly similar.

"Thank you for your hospitality, great king. But there is something else to say on the bright side, Cybertron took a deep breath. Looking at the group of elites of the Hellenistic civilization of this era in front of him.

"It doesn't matter, I really appreciate people who are capable. With an eyepatch in his right eye, he sat on a stone throne covered with ornate animal skins, and Philip II leaned on the throne with the dashing appearance of a leading leader—of course, Cybertron thought that he would believe him even if he introduced himself as a mountain carving: "I am amazed at how much the Aristotle admires you, and I want to come and see you." ”

"Flattered. By the time the transliterations of human lives were almost all compared, Cybertron now knew which onion these people were. To be honest, whether it was the unknown Philip II or the famous Alexander standing opposite, he was not afraid. But now that he heard Aristotle's name, Cybertron finally began to be afraid--he was more afraid of Aristotle than these people who ate with butcher knives.

Don't mess with the literati - they can really crush people under their tongues. Of course, what scares Cybertron the most is not this, but what Aristotle should not do if he writes something in history, such as his own affairs, especially since he has said a lot of things that he should not say to the other party.

"What benefited me a lot, the Athenian philosophy was so systematic that some of it shackled our thinking, but I heard some other voices. I think the prince should have been educated in this area as well-"Having spent his whole life studying how to educate children, Aristotle sternly introduced to Philip II: "You have just heard the ...... of this young man from the East."

Cybertron listened to Aristotle's words for a long time, while he stared at his two almost godless eyes and listened to the visitor-like praises.

"I don't understand philosophical things, I just need support - you just need praise. Then Philip II interrupted Aristotle with a rather philosophical remark: "Especially this young man from the East may also join one of the roles of Greece and the nations of the East." You're of great use, don't mess with me. Though...... Quite simply, what you have to do is much simpler. But I've heard you say a lot of mysterious things, and I'm not interested in not understanding them at all...... Orientals are as beautiful as you?"

“...... 陛xià can really joke. Cybertron's anger instantly rose, but fortunately he knew when to pretend to be a grandson, and grinned: "You've only seen me alone, so it's strange to think that I look like this, you're looking at a man, I'm looking at a king, and it's not too much of a loss to each other." ”

"Hmm...... It's a pleasant thing to listen to—can you write? Go and be a clerk for my son." Philip II thought for a moment and said, "You may also be useful for the conquest of the East - tell us how the East is, and where do you think we will conquer?"

...... Now that you have landed, how about washing away the smell of pirates from you? Look at how clean Great Germany is? Look at the Swedes, who are the home of the Vikings, but in the end they are cleaner!

"Conquest...... I've heard that the Greek words for conquest and virtue have become almost one word. Cybertron sighed and looked at the N people in the hall. On both sides stood a group of monsters that were one head taller than themselves, monsters that were two heads taller than themselves, and normal humans who were half a body taller than themselves.

"There's nothing wrong with that. "The king has nothing to worry about, only the soldiers. Philip II, who had taken Aristotle's words to retreat, smiled and said, "We think so too, and the Greeks see it this way - and so do we Macedonians." ”

"I don't think anything else, it's your business - and we Bourkeso are a fighting race, and we love and desire real fighting. But at the same time, we also know one thing: our people will not be strong by war, but will be ruined by killing. Cybertron raised his eyebrows, and he had a real sense of historical decision-making: "I have never seen a nation, race, or world in history that relied on killing to conquer land or other races." Aggression is aggression, and where it comes from, you have to go back, it's as simple as that......"

"Poof...... Hahahaha"

"Hahahaha-"

Cybertron had barely said a few words when a group of monsters, humans, or other generals in the hall burst into laughter. There is a picture where I heard the funniest thing in the world, and I saw the clown playing an ugly farce.

"Combative ...... Race?hahaha-"

"Hate war?

These leaders of the present Greek world, who claim to be the owners of the civilized world, stand in the very center of the entire known world. Europa's best monarchs and generals, they stand triumphantly here, here, and there. It seems that they think that the whole world is the object of their plunder, and their colleagues also think that they have the responsibility and right to do so. And Cybertron may be nothing more than a blonde-haired monkey in the eyes of these people, small and light as a feather.

However, since crossing again, Cybertron's self-cultivation ability has made a qualitative leap and improved - he has changed from a head of state to a barbarian, and this gap is not small. Now he has been able to bend and stretch, and history clearly records that all the people present in the past thirty years have basically died - why should he be like them?

"The gods are above - God has given us power, the gods have given us glory, commanded us to develop civilization, to offer sacrifices, to gain power, to conquer the ignorant heathen. Philip II laughed, and patiently explained to the handsome boy in front of him, who seemed to be worthy of a shot: "Orientals, convert, if you sacrifice to our Lord God, we will be one of us." Of course...... We will give you time when you will find that your culture is worthless, that your faith is meaningless - we will grant you true friendship and civilization. ”

――True Story――

I have long heard that these people are mentally abnormal, and they themselves have experienced a more monotheistic psychologically abnormal era. But...... Listening to the other party's infinite disdain for other cultures, it has really been the same for thousands of years. But...... I didn't feel uncomfortable coming over, after being humiliated by a group of people that day. Without changing his face, Cybertron returned to a small civil servant's bedroom that the large ancient city had prepared for him.

The qiē seems to be similar to the one that first arrived at Kanaphon - but the one qiē is very different.

He will never forget that he was brutally blacked by Mordred, and then he crossed over in a daze--see that Mordred again when he was free!

"Damn Mordred - you got me to such a field. Cybertron looked disgusted, and went back to the room where Levi and Lina temporarily lived and washed his face. He threw the twin swords aside: "I will never let him go...... Hmm, but how do you feel a little weird lately?"

Staring at the reflection of the water in the basin, Cybertron always felt as if something was not quite right.

"Hmm...... Well...... Damn!" stared at him for a long time, and then touched his cheek for a long time—Cybertron finally realized something that almost made him ecstatic: "Levi!—Levi, come and show me!—Am I getting bigger?—Am I getting bigger? you, Modern Reald, you have some ability!

A lifetime of sorrow.