This silence is what Kevin hates most. It was as if everyone died in an instant, no longer existed, no past, no future in sight. It always brought back some not-so-good memories in him, even though he actually knew what the hell was going on.

It is a desert race entrenched in the west of the mainland. Because of its treacherous, strange and insidious whereabouts, it is called sand ghost by most people. Every time a certain number of sand ghosts pass through the border in a hurry, people within a radius of 100 meters will have the illusion that their eyes and ears are blocked - they can't hear any sound, and they can't see anyone other than themselves.

Of course, the duration is very short, only about ten seconds or so.

But at a critical juncture like the battlefield, even a dozen seconds is quite fatal. Therefore, Kevin spent most of the years as the commander of the Bronze Army on "defending the attack of the sand ghost", and even "died" on such a battlefield in the end.

"The ghost doesn't go away..." Kevin lowered his face coldly, pressing one hand on the handle of the short knife around his waist, tensing every nerve in his body...

It has almost become some kind of conditioned reflex.

click-

There was a sudden thud of the door.

Kevin jumped up in an instant, went out with a knife, and nailed it hard to the door.

His physique is not strong, and his body is only covered with a thin layer of muscles, so there is no advantage in terms of strength alone. But years of experience made him well versed in attacking skills, so the seemingly heavy door was punctured by him. Between pulling and stirring, the door shaft broke, and the entire door collapsed.

Kevin: "..." What crap? !

A gust of barren wind whizzed past the car, and the stones it brought collided with the carriage, making a "clicking" sound one after another, exactly the same as the movement just now. A handful of fine grains of sand came from the open car door, covering Kevin's face—

The sand ghost is gone, the hearing is restored, and the hallucinations are gone.

"Very well, you unloaded my door within five minutes of me coming down." Osved's voice sounded not far away, with the sound of rustling footsteps getting closer, "Your Majesty Fassbender, are you in a hurry? no?"

"Are you looking for a fight?" Kevin replied to him after being annoyed by the sand ghost's outburst.

Osved: ​​"..."

"Are they really just passing by?" Kevin squatted on one knee beside the car door, his posture remained unchanged, his defenses were not loosened, and he carefully scanned the surroundings with a short knife, "How is it possible..."

Osved walked closer, his small arm slammed on the door frame, and said to him angrily: "This is a place of wandering, not a battlefield. Sand ghost's 'pure passing' is a common thing here. "

"Sand ghosts can turn all places into battlefields, they will never learn how to write the word 'rules' in the next life." Kevin said coldly.

Osved held Kevin's knife's tip with two fingers and moved him in a direction: "According to the old code of the Golden Lion Empire, people like you who hold a knife to the emperor are to be hanged on the minaret to show the public. , all naked."

"And this carriage door—" He kicked the smashed door on the ground with his toes again, sneered, and said succinctly, "Apologize."

Kevin: "..." Compensate your grandfather!

He put the dagger back on his waist, slapped Osved's hand on the door frame with a slap, and jumped out of the car.

After hearing recovery, the world outside the car suddenly became extremely noisy——

This is a very messy town. Houses and castles of different styles are mixed together, far or near. There is no planning at all. It seems to be dividing up the land.

This town, known as the "Land of Diaspora", is located at the junction of different ethnic forces and occupies the largest "crossroad" in the middle of the continent. involve. It is hell for some people and heaven for others.

No matter how confusing the place is, there are also unwritten rules that it has formed for a long time. At least even the sand ghost will not act rashly here, so to a certain extent, it is both dangerous and safe here.

As usual, Osved's chariots and horses could only stay on the outskirts of the town, parked in the abandoned temple of the Crow's Nest, which was reserved for passing troops to rest, and were left behind by heavily armored cavalry. The remaining elite team was divided into two groups, one group went to buy rations and drinks for everyone, and the other group followed Osved with a little disguise.

Kevin loosened his muscles under the car, and saw Osved squinting him up and down with his arms crossed, his expression revealing an impatience typical of a young man.

"Why did I stab you in your eyes, Your Honorable Majesty?" Kevin said angrily.

"Are you done twisting? Come with me when you're done twisting, Mio is still waiting." Osved turned his head and walked towards the center of the Scattered Land.

"What?" Kevin chased after him confused, and followed him to a store made of boulders.

The proprietress in the store turned on the lights, propped her chin, and said lazily to Mio, "Two sets of seven silver coins, no bargaining, you can get 20% off from the Golden Lion Empire, and 10% off from Leiyin City."

Mio held two sets of clothes, one large and one small, and blinked: "Why?"

The proprietress: "Because they are generally good-looking."

Mio suddenly became excited: "Look at me, yes, how much can I get a discount on my face?"

The proprietress was very disrespectful: "I don't like natural rolls, and I'll increase the price if you talk nonsense."

Mio: "..."

The little lion standing by his leg followed the trend: "Sister, look at me, can I get a discount?"

The proprietress glanced at him sideways: "You can clean up your bird's nest first, but for the sake of calling you sister, I'll give you a 30% discount."

Kevin twitched the corners of his mouth and grabbed Osved: ​​"I'm really interested, I even went to the clothes store, did you let me?"

Osved arrogantly pulled the sleeve out of his hand, patted it, and said, "You, and the little brat inside, if you wear this clothes with several layers of mud in front of me again, I will kill someone. Fork you on the city wall and hang it for half a month."

Kevin: "...It's amazing to be an emperor, isn't it?"

Osved dropped a hard "yes" and raised his hand to push Kevin through the door. He probably really couldn't stand the clothes, and when he pushed it, his hands loosened as soon as he touched it, as if his fingers would rot after a few seconds.

When the proprietress glanced at Kevin, she suddenly lit up: "If you come here, we won't bargain at all. I'll give you a 50% discount for your face."

Then he looked at Osved again, and said with a smile: "You also have a 50% discount. If you can let me touch your muscles, I'll give you a 30% discount."

Osved: ​​"..."

Kevin smiled and said, "He's just an adult at the most, and you can do it?"

"Fuck, you're just an adult!" Osved said sullenly.

Mio said, "Your Majesty...he's twenty-one!"

Kevin said perfunctorily: "Oh, it's so big."

"Shut up!" Osved grabbed Mio's clothes and shoved them into Kevin's arms, "Hurry up and change your rag, or I'll tear it apart."

Kevin gave him an unceremonious look and walked into the fitting room with his clothes in his hands.

Mio took out the money, and his expression was indescribable: "..." To actually roll his eyes at the emperor, he grew up eating bear guts!

Between Kevin's changing clothes, Osved asked Mio to buy a horse vulture.

"Didn't you plan to buy it at all?" Mio almost thought he got it wrong.

"I'm planning now." Osved said lukewarmly, "He took the carriage door apart and sat in a ghost! Oh, by the way, just buy one, he won't lose money, just tie it with a rope and let him run back. St. Antis."

As soon as Kevin came out of the fitting room, his face was clouded by the emperor's malice: "..."

Mio always felt that the two could fight at any time, hurriedly dragged the little lion with the money bag, and ran away without looking back.

Kevin couldn't help muttering: "When did that brat get better with Mio?"

"There's no such thing as beating people up when they can't understand three sentences." Osved sneered coldly, then glanced at Kevin again, and said, "What's the origin of that kid?"

Kevin pretended to be stupid: "Huh?"

The two walked in the direction of the Crow's Nest Abandoned Temple. Osved squinted at the house and shop on the side, and said, "You don't need to repeat the nonsense you made up to fool Mio. I heard that brat muttering about looking for someone. , it's still a family member, and what you make up is completely inaccurate."

Kevin also heard the little lion mention this, but he didn't care about the specifics. After all, he didn't expect the follow-up development to be like this. Just as he was thinking about how to answer Osved, a group of people were walking towards a shop noisily not far away, and their conversation vaguely entered Kevin's ears.

"Does it really matter? After all, it's something to send to Golden Lion Country."

"You care so much, Hall... the young master is willing, and besides, the old man already lacked an arm and a broken leg. Are you really taking it as a gift?"

"So many emperors in Golden Lion Country are obedient. What is a new emperor who has just succeeded to be afraid of? He will take whatever we give him..."

Kevin listened to those conversations for a while, but Osved didn't lose much, and his face sank immediately after hearing it.

Kevin hasn't come to many places like the Land of Diaspora, but he's not unfamiliar. He can name most of the stores and know what they're doing. For example, the store where people poured in is a black casino, and the people in it, You can bet on anything and dare to play.

Kevin and Osved looked at each other, followed the shop without saying a word.

"People from North Emerald Country." Kevin stared at them closely for a while, and whispered in Osved's ear: "I just don't know what they're talking about—"

Before the words were finished, the people gathered in the casino suddenly made a noise, whistling loudly.

Kevin and Osved used their height to look over the crowd.

He saw a huge round iron cage surrounded by the crowd. A black-eared wolf with a steel ring around his neck was circling excitedly, his eyes were red, and his terrifying fangs were bared. It is extremely sturdy, standing up to about the size of two people, and it is not an ordinary beast at first glance.

At the other end of the cage, someone was pushing a dirty adult male lion into the cage.

That person was one of the people who spoke at the door just now, and the reason for pushing was because the male lion that "was supposed to be sent to the Golden Lion Empire as a gift" was a cripple.

It has a scary long scar on its face, running from the left eye to the right eye, and it is completely blind. One front paw was also injured, and he was so lame that he could not stand up, and was pushed into the cage half-kneeling.

What a gift! Osved's expression was cold and he sneered.