"No kidding," Kevin said, suddenly leaning forward a little closer. His right hand landed in front of Osved with a thud, palm up, pale cyan veins looming under the skin, extending from the end of the palm to the wrist.

Because one hand rested on the desk, his upper body was slanted, and there was a sense of unconcerned relaxation.

He casually gestured with his left hand on his right wrist and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten, I won't be hurt at all."

Osved glanced at his hand, raised his eyelids again, the impatience on his face was slightly restrained, but his tone was still firm: "I won't be hurt, so I think I'm awesome, I have four heads and eight. Hand, you can use one hundred for one person, right?"

Kevin gave a "tsk": "Will you talk nicely?"

"With all due respect, not seeing you," Osved scoffed.

Kevin was almost helpless. He stared at Osved for a moment with some worry.

"Hey—" Kevin sighed, clucked his knuckles and knocked on the table, trying to persuade him with a relatively mild and rational attitude, "Look, people are panicking right now, everyone is waiting for something to save their lives, it's just one day without progress. There is no peace, this kind of fear cannot be suppressed by pressing. I know that you always don’t believe in things you haven’t seen with your own eyes. It's better to let the hospital work overtime to be down-to-earth."

Osved's lips were pursed into a rigid line, and there was a taste of oil and salt.

"Maybe Emperor Besselman used to drive the road with the corpses of groups of people, but now I don't need it, I'm enough. I don't have four heads and eight hands, but I won't be hurt, which means I It can be tried countless times until the door of the main hall of the tomb of the gods is opened. The hospital can continue to dispense medicines without any hindrance; the generals and guards continue to patrol the city station, and one does not need to be opened. The two roads run in parallel and do not affect each other. "

Kevin spread his hands: "In the end, of course, everyone is happy that it works. Even if the holy water is invalid, I will take it for a picnic. This kind of business doesn't need to worry about losing money, I don't know what you are hesitating about?"

"..." Osved opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but he opened and closed his lips several times, but he couldn't spit out any more words. Probably can't find a reason to refute Kevin's words.

Yes, you only need to use one person, maybe you can solve all the troubles, a lot of money, and what a good deal! What is there to hesitate?

But Osved just seemed to be... irritated.

Kevin made a soft "ah" sound, "Well, I'm not a stubborn person. Since you can't speak, let's change the way." He raised his finger to Osved's right ear and said, "I Count to three, move the ear if you don't agree, and don't move if you agree? Okay, let's go. Three!"

Osved: ​​"..." His right ear was petrified and he moved his fart!

Kevin pointed to the ear with satisfaction and said, "Yo, yes, be sensible and take care of the overall situation."

These words are simply saying that the emperor himself is ignorant and disregarding the overall situation, and His Excellency Fassbender probably doesn't want to live anymore.

Osved slapped his slapped hand away, annoyed.

His eye sockets are deep, his cheeks are as sharp as a knife, and his chin is slightly raised. In addition, he has not had a good face all the year round, but he is handsome but inhumane, which always gives people a feeling of extreme arrogance and stubbornness.

If he was 20 or 30 years older, with decades of ups and downs, this temperament would probably make him more deterrent than an emperor.

It's a pity he's still young, and this bastard Kevin has never been afraid of him.

Kevin straightened up again, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, "Pure earning is so unwilling to do it, can I understand that you are worried about my safety?"

Osved didn't say anything with a stern face, and after a moment he mocked: "Am I a masochist worrying about you?" After that, he waved at Kevin impolitely, motioning him to get out of the way, looking angry.

That's it.

Although it took a while, Kevin convinced Osved after all. After all, His Majesty the young emperor is not really blind and stubborn regardless of the overall situation.

The news that he was going to break into the Fae God's Tomb spread all over the Ugin Hanging Palace and the base camp of the three armies in the blink of an eye, and even got the news from the Royal City Patrol Army. It was self-evident who released the news.

When people are desperate, they will always go to the doctor in a hurry. No matter who they say, no matter how bizarre the method is, they can't help but believe and try.

What's more, the person who speaks is the emperor, and the legend of Fae's tomb has a certain foundation in the folk, so almost everyone who hears the news regards it as a hope to look forward to.

For a time, the sense of fear that shrouded people actually faded a little.

In this regard, Kevin is happy to see it, and thinks that Osved has done a good job.

But soon he stopped laughing.

First, a group of elite soldiers from the Bronze Army came knocking on the door, petitioning to go with him to the Fae God's Tomb, which made him unable to pack his things in peace; then ordinary armored soldiers rushed forward one after another, full of "for The generosity of the country to die and duty” knocked on the door, and was blocked by Kevin again.

Later, even the Red Iron Army and Wujin Iron Cavalry who were left behind came.

"..." Kevin wiped his face: "Camus, shouldn't you take the Red Iron Army to patrol?! What do you mean by running here?! What? It's too late to prepare? I said...you don't come knock on my door. It was ready eight hundred years ago, and I have no shortage of half of me, hurry up and hurry up!"

Camus reined his horse away regretfully, and muttered before leaving, "I'll go and talk to His Majesty."

Kevin said angrily to his back: "Ride leisurely, be careful that your butt will also petrify tomorrow!"

Camus: "Fuck off!"

These are not difficult to get rid of, what is really difficult to get rid of is his humanoid and pet - Ban.

Ben simply hugged his thighs with his hands and feet, sat on the back of his feet, and said sarcastically: "You said you would give me every opportunity to exercise and make me stronger, I don't care if I want to go! The legend of Fae's tomb I've also heard, I'm not afraid, how can I become stronger without training?! People of our clan are born warriors, have you ever heard of warriors who hide in military camps when they are in danger?! That's a humiliation to my life! "

Kevin tightened the cowhide bag with the small items and hung it around his waist, and said angrily, "You have only eight years in your life, how can you be humiliated. I warn you, don't let go and kick me again? You know who I am. What a bastard, the idea of ​​respecting the old and loving the young won't work for me."

Ben wanted to hold on, but as soon as Kevin moved his foot, he quickly let go and jumped to the wall. But this didn't stop him, he quickly grabbed a water bladder on the table, pulled the plug, and threatened: "If you don't take me, I will spit into the water bladder! I really vomited in, Do you bring it?"

Kevin sneered and waved at him: "Why are you standing so far? Don't you want to seize every opportunity to exercise? Come, stand in front of me, and I will give you exercise right now."

Ban let out a fake cry with a "wow" and howled: "When I was very young, my father would occasionally wake up and teach me to fight and hunt. At that time, he told me that the people of the giant orcs are born warriors. , the soldier will always move forward. My father told me so much in total, how could I not listen to-"

"Stop!" Kevin grabbed a sour fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, stopping him in time.

Ban: "..." The tears really couldn't stop now.

He was so sour that his face was all wrinkled together, and he still held on to the water sac and didn't let go, his determination was evident.

Kevin looked at him helplessly for a moment.

He knew that the part of this brat howling just now was not entirely fake. Since Mai died, Ben has been terribly stubborn about "becoming the strongest warrior". All grownups are crazy. Although he complains about Kevin's abuse every day, he is actually the one who treats himself the most, and he is indeed the kind of giant orc.

"Forget it, just follow if you have to, it won't be in any danger." Kevin waved his hand, tied his quiver, and muttered, "I don't know why you think digging a grave can help you exercise. Own."

Ban: "...you talk about God, aren't you afraid of thunder?"

Kevin sneered.

One person and one lion on the road, in fact, is still very imposing... Unfortunately, Kevin still failed to be regarded as a lone hero in the end.

Osved picked a group of elite soldiers among the petitioners, and indiscriminately stuffed them into Kevin. He stood in front of the dark and heavy palace gate, grabbed Kevin's reins, and said solemnly: "Remember, you are here to survive, not to kill yourself!"

Kevin was a little amused, and dragged his tune with an "oh".

Osved added: "And—"

Kevin sat on the horse, bent over to look at him, and waited for him to finish his words. Who knew that after he finished saying these two words, he didn't speak for a long time.

"What else?" Kevin asked curiously.

Osved let go of the reins and slapped the horse vulture, "Forget it, I'll talk when you get back."

The horse vulture ran away, a gust of wind galloped, and in a blink of an eye, it passed most of the ropeway, leaving the heavy and silent hanging palace behind.

Kevin: "..." The one who speaks half way should be struck by lightning!