Volume III, Chapter 41
The moon is bright and the stars are scarce.
Cohen had never tried to overlook the Holy Capital from such a high vantage point before.
Under the cover of night, the continuous flickering lights clearly outlined the outline of the holy capital, revealing the prosperity of her other side. Through the lights, Cohen can know where the holy capital is most lively at night, and he can correctly distinguish every familiar street, square, river...... Of course, he also saw the royal palace with the brightest lights in the Holy Capital.
This glittering palace is where Fischette grew up, where he should ascend the throne, become king, start a family, and glorify all over the world, and fulfill his ideals...... Cohen's mind thought this, and Fichette's kind smile resurfaced, but it was accompanied by a clear, deep stinging pain.
The stinging came so suddenly, so violently, without warning, lingering and long-lasting, it clinged to every bone, clinging to every muscle, destroying Cohen's body, devouring Cohen's soul, leaving him no breathing room, as if there was no time to stop......
With his hands clenched into fists and his body trembling slightly, Cohen struggled to maintain a normal face in front of outsiders.
"Isn't it good to be emotional?" the prime minister turned his head to look over: "Did you remember something unhappy?"
Cohen glanced back at him indifferently, not wanting his pain to be discovered by this person.
"It's about the same time. The prime minister stretched out his hand and pointed to a corner of the holy capital: "The first one to catch fire should be the city guard." ”
The Prime Minister's voice had not yet dissipated, where his finger was pointing. There's a little bit of a change in the light. The scattered points of light began to expand, merge, and sway, diffusing in all directions...... It soon developed into a skyrocketing fire. The heat flow entrained with the floating dust rises to a high place. Stirring the night sky of the Holy Capital, above the raging firelight, a huge pillar of smoke was extremely eye-catching.
Almost at the same time, fires were lit all over the city. The noise and chaos caused by the nearly 10 fires spread like water ripples to the surrounding area......
The light of the fire in the Holy Capital was reflected on Cohen's face, and a voice in his heart shouted: "Burn, burn, burn, burn this qiē filth, burn out this qiē lowly life!"
Cohen pursued the black dots rolling in the flames with a cold gaze, watching them flee in the flames, watching them struggle in the flames. In the end, I watched this qiē useless struggle fall silent......
"Are you still satisfied?" the prime minister said softly: "These places where the fires broke out are all important military locations, and the guards in the city are not manpowered, so they must mobilize troops from outside the city to fight the fires." After they entered the city, the magicians should have almost finished unleashing the Great Tempest spell......"
"By this time, the fire outside the city will be out of control, right?" Cohen said, "And who are you? What good is it for yourself that you do this?"
"Which side I belong to, it's better not to ask for the time being. The prime minister looked back at Cohen: "You just need to know one thing, and that's me—it's not good for you." ”
"It may not be good for me, right?" Cohen sneered, enduring the physical pain, "There will be no enemies in this world for no reason, and no friends for no reason...... You'd better have a showdown!"
The priests of the Temple of the Holy Capital are unleashing magic to extinguish the fire. Thick clouds accumulate outside the photosphere, and the clouds are getting thicker and thicker. blocked the light from below, and the prime minister's eyes became confused.
"Let's ......" Finally, after Cohen could clearly see the flames rising from the logistics base outside the city, the prime minister whispered: "Let's go down and talk!"
Obviously, there was attachment in his tone, as if there was a hint of sadness.
The garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion had been cleared, and the place where it was originally a pavilion had been opened, and all the stone slabs on the ground had been lifted to reveal a small magic array, which was surrounded by a pale black mist, and it was a fog.
"Your Majesty, go in!" The prime minister pointed to the small magic array: "The magic array will take you to where you should go, and if you go there, someone will naturally receive you." ”
"Why should I go in?" Cohen asked with a sneer.
"Because His Majesty has no choice, this is the only request I have to help His Majesty disturb the Holy Capital. The prime minister bowed his head slightly and replied: "And this is part of my mission, if Your Majesty is unwilling, I will throw you in." ”
The prime minister's bright eyes looked at Cohen seriously, and the bewitching concubine leaned over with her hand on the hilt of her sword and smiled. Cohen doesn't doubt the credibility of the phrase "throw it in."
"Where does this magic circle lead?" Cohen took a breath.
"I don't know. ”
"Who will I meet?" Cohen looked up at the Prime Minister.
"I don't know. ”
"Dangerous?" Cohen said with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"I don't know. ”
"I don't know anything! Trick me!" Cohen's patience could no longer be maintained, and although he was at a disadvantage, the majesty of his empty eyes was still naturally revealed.
"Your Majesty is angry, I can understand that. In fact, even if I knew, I wouldn't be able to sue you. The prime minister stepped forward: "Although I can't tell you where the other side of the magic array is, I can guarantee that before your majesty returns, I will help your majesty maintain the status quo of the Sibia Empire, and Lu Man doesn't want to do something during this time." ”
"You promise?" Cohen was stunned for a moment, "What guarantee do you use in case I die somewhere else?"
"If His Majesty dies," the Prime Minister looked back at Cohen, "I will fulfill this wish for His Majesty, kill all the people of the Luminan Empire, restore the Spya Empire, and hand over the royal power to your father—this promise is not part of my mission, but I will give it to you personally." ”
"Your words are so weird, I can't believe that such a good thing could befall me. Cohen shook his head and said, "You and I have never met, we are friends and foes, and this promise is really difficult for me to reassure." ”
"How about worrying? What if you don't worry? Isn't it the same to go in?" the prime minister whispered: "I don't expect His Majesty to believe it when I say this to His Majesty...... The world is changing, and it should be regarded as a gamble. At least I have helped His Majesty to complete the work of the Holy Capital. In return. Your Majesty should also have something to say!"
Cohen couldn't believe the Prime Minister's words, but the Prime Minister's strength was unfathomable, and now that he was at a disadvantage, there was no way to resist. Besides, if there is no help from the prime minister, his actions in the holy capital will definitely be a failure, and Cohen is naturally unwilling to owe favors to others...... Anyway, the outcome of going in or not going in is to fight with your life, which is not much difference to your current situation.
"Your promise is as nihilistic as a mirror, but I'm also a gamble. Cohen nodded in relief: "If it's a gamble." Personally, I'd like to make another bet. ”
"You're glad you agreed. The prime minister nodded: "Listen to what you raise." ”
"It's not refreshing, it's just that I like excitement. Even the little rascal knows that wealth and wealth are in danger, and this young master can naturally turn the impossible into a possibility. Cohen smiled heartily: "The next time we meet, if we can meet next time, I want you to show your true colors, I don't want to see your identity as prime minister again - or at that time, I will be in the mood to evaluate you well." ”
"Next time we meet?" The prime minister was stunned for a moment, and then changed to a crying and laughing expression: "Didn't Your Majesty still worry about your own safety just now? Why did you think about it again? Let's raise our spirits to deal with what is about to happen!"
"There are always so many things in your hearts that you need to rack your brains to deal with. Cohen smiled lightly and replied, "But in my opinion, a lot of things are not worth mentioning. The biggest thing is death, which is nothing. It may seem weird to you. But that's what I am!"
"Your Majesty is really different from ordinary people. Looking at the man in front of him, looking at his confident expression, and looking at his hearty smile, the prime minister's mood was extremely complicated, and he couldn't help but nod in agreement: "Okay, I will do it." ”
The concubine took two more steps closer: "Your Majesty, please." ”
Cohen walked into the magic circle in a few steps, and turned neatly to face the two of them, allowing a faint black mist to wrap up from under his feet.
"Although I don't believe ...... very much" He raised his head and looked at the prime minister with calm eyes for the first time, "But I still expect you to do what you say." ”
The prime minister let out a slight sigh and waved slightly, and the mist in the magic array stirred, enveloping Cohen's whole body...... By the time the fog cleared, Cohen had disappeared from the magic circle.
The prime minister stood in place, staring at the remnants of the magic array on the ground for a long time.
"Let's go!" The concubine walked over and stroked the prime minister's shoulder: "Lu Man came to ask someone." ”
"I sent him away with my own hands...... Somewhat tired. The prime minister closed his eyes: "It's good for you to ask someone to go for me." ”
The concubine said thoughtfully: "Okay, don't be disappointed, there will be a chance to meet in the future!"
"When we meet in the future, he won't recognize me anymore. The prime minister shook his head and said with emotion: "He is really a strange person, and it is no wonder that the Lord is curious about him differently from others. ”
"What can we guess about the Lord's thoughts?" The concubine hugged the prime minister from behind: "It's true that he is a very special person, even I can't help but want to promise him!"
"We ......" The prime minister looked up at the night sky and said slowly, "We will fulfill this promise, right?"
"Of course it will be done, and it's not a big deal. ”
The scenery around him was constantly twisted and stretched, and the sound that reached his ears came and went, and Cohen felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and his body seemed to be floating in a black mist as if it had lost its weight.
Much later, with his feet sinking, Cohen knew he had arrived.
The black mist wrapped around his body gradually dissipated, and Cohen's left hand with his sword was raised upward, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
There were a few lonely night stars hanging in the dark sky, the cold evening breeze slowly slid over the body, and there was a soft sound of leaves rubbing against each other. Cohen took a few tentative steps forward in the faint starlight.
It was the edge of a wooded area, and the ground was covered with a layer of fallen leaves, with a few tiny dead branches in between. Cohen searched his mind for memories of the various places on the continent of Beth, but for a moment he could not determine his exact location.
A few more mournful night birds chirped, and the mournful sound echoed in the equally bleak night sky. This scene caused a wave of irritability in Cohen's heart.
"Your mother's big watermelon. Cohen scolded himself: "What the hell is it......"
Just then, a chuckle came from behind Cohen.
Without a hint of hesitation, Cohen took off, rolled over, and drew his sword. After landing on the ground, he stared at the originally silent shadow behind him with sharp eyes.
"What's that?" Cohen frowned, "Get out of here for Young Master Ben!"
Another chuckle. A light black mist broke out of the shadows. Swaying and floating to the distance of ten arms in front of Cohen, it slowly transformed into a female form under Cohen's gaze.
The right hand holding the sword moved back slightly, and Cohen took a step back, the wariness in his eyes unabated. Weird things that appear at this time are usually not good things......
"Are you afraid?" the dark shadow floated in place, and a pleasant female voice came, although it was only two words, but it was a crisp and magnetic seductive voice. It still made Cohen's heart flutter in his chest, and the temptation of this voice was fatal, and people couldn't help but have a desire to crawl under this dark shadow and listen to it forever.
Just the sound is like that...... The remnants of reason in my brain told Sù Cohen that this thing was extremely dangerous.
"Of course I'm afraid. Cohen steadied his mind and said something that was half a blow to the other party and half a wary of himself: "I'm afraid you're too ugly." ”
"Is this what you want?" "Seeming Blessed Knight, he just wants to confirm my appearance. ”
"That's how Young Master Ben is a blessed knight. Cohen glanced at the shadow: "If you're not satisfied, you can talk to God." ”
"The Blessed Knight has nothing to be proud of. The black shadow stretched his hands, and the outline of his face gradually became clear: "If the Blessed Knight is really noble, how did you get to the point where you are now?"
Cohen looked at the near-perfect lines of the black shadow's face: "No matter how bad Master Ben is, his bad luck is better than your black paste." Look at you, it's like a burnt potato out of the fire. ”
"Burnt potato?" Discuss with him in a very serious tone: "Why do you think I have a resemblance to this plant?"
"It's all the same for me. Cohen smiled and shook the black iron sword in his hand: "Whether it's a potato or you, you always have to peel it before you can eat it." ”
"Give you a chance. The black shadow was not angry, and his slender arms were elegantly stretched out: "Try to get close to me, kiss my hand, and swear to be loyal to me." ”
"Kiss your hand, and swear allegiance to you?" Cohen asked in surprise, "Is your head watery?"
"Sure enough, he is a stubborn person. The shadow's head shook slightly, "We'll talk later." ”
"We'll talk about that later?"
Cohen was a little confused by this, not knowing what the monster was thinking in front of him, until he noticed a noise in the woods.
"Here!" a rough, hoarse voice shouted from the edge of the woods, "Hurry up and get the news!"
Cohen's grip on the hilt of his sword tightened, and he moved quickly to put himself in a relatively secure position, where he could see both the man coming out of the woods and the strange black shadow.
Several birds of various sizes flew out of the canopy and scattered in various directions, while a group of samurai dressed in ordinary clothes rushed out of the woods, shouting and running towards where Cohen stood.
Cohen was very suspicious of the black shadow, so he didn't act rashly, and let this group of samurai surround him in front of him. The samurai who led the team waved his hand, and several of his men lit torches.
The faces of the samurai looked hideous in the light of the fire, and heavy gasps sounded around their bodies, and Cohen, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, knew that the cause of this breath was not nervousness, but excitement, and it was the result of extreme excitement...... This is supposed to be a greedy and bloody bunch.
"It's you, it's you!" The samurai who led the team looked at the portrait in his hand in the firelight, and a clumsy, surprised, and arrogant smile appeared on his face: "Even the hair color has not changed, it really doesn't take us bounty hunters seriously!"
"Bounty hunter, what is it?" Cohen's puzzled gaze stayed on the black shadow, "I see that you are still more stylish, why do you have a bunch of pus-filled pockets?"
The shadow shook his head and replied softly, "These people are not my men. ”
Before Cohen could speak, the samurai who led the team had already burst out laughing, he pulled out a surprisingly large war knife from his back, stepped forward with his left leg, and made a posture of attacking: "Since you also flatter me with style, then leave you with a good face! Brothers, don't hit people in the face—kill!"
"When will Young Master Ben flatter you?" In the cold wind, Cohen stood with his sword in his hand and said lightly: "You are so stupid, I don't even bother to scold." ”
"Didn't you tell me? Is there anyone else here?" the samurai who led the group exclaimed, "Brothers—it's enough to chop him off and keep his head for the reward!"
The samurai agreed, and the three men behind Cohen were the first to act.
Cohen glanced at the movements of the three of them, but he didn't even have the desire to block a little, with a wave of his right hand, the tip of the black iron longsword drew a beautiful arc in the night sky, and several strings of fine blood beads were thrown out of the spinning flesh and splashed on the dead leaves on the ground, and the cold night wind swept by, bringing a trace of heat on the blood......
The three bodies with no signs of life were still spinning in their own way, and they had not yet turned out of the circle surrounding Cohen before they fell.
"!" the samurai who led the team brandished his sword and rushed up with a shout: "You dare to kill my brother......?" Uh, uh, uh, uh......"
The cold blade pierced the throat of the leading samurai, and his words were cut in half by Cohen, leaving only a low, blood-soaked moan that trembled in the night wind.
Injured by the fighting spirit on Cohen's sword, the samurai's body was no longer able to make other movements, the muscles on his face twitched, and the sword held in the air hung down weakly.
The warriors surrounding Cohen rushed up, Cohen smiled coldly, and the black iron sword pulled away from the body.
With its eyes wide open, the unsupported body fell to its knees, and only then did the wound spurt out a column of blood......
A sharp metallic hiss rang out in the clearing, and the torches sustained by magic were extinguished one by one, and in the faint light, a mist of blood filled the air. (To be continued......)