Kevin: "..."

Osved didn't hear his response, turned his head and glanced at him again and said, "Why, do you think my idea is too ridiculous?"

Kevin laughed dryly: "...No, no."

"Although it seems that the age of gods has passed, in fact, things related to gods have been emerging one after another." Osved casually pointed to the observatory of the priest's academy, which was left in the distance. , they are born to know things that ordinary people don't know, they can see scenes that ordinary people can't see, and they can even predict some future events and the rise and fall of countries, which are obviously left over from the age of gods. So do the spirits, although they The witchcraft is more derived from acquired ability, but that part of the talent also obviously comes from the legacy of the gods, although they belong to the collateral line."

He rarely said a few more words, and Kevin couldn't help but turn his head to look at him: "Are you trying to prove that the traces of God are still there?"

Osved paused and was silent for a moment: "Not only proof... If it's Fae, I hope he still exists."

Osved's perception of the old gods has always been better than that of the later gods, and Kevin feels it. His affection for Fae is also far more than other gods and gods. Kevin also knows this, but he has never quite understood the reason.

When he was a Radiant God, he didn't care much about these things. Later, when he became an ordinary person, he didn't care about other people's evaluations and ideas. But now, with his elbows on the iron bars of the tower, his chin resting loosely with his crooked fingers, he stared at Osved for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Why?"

Osved froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Kevin said: "Why do you like Fae? Because he is Radiant God?"

The emperor, who was used to being arrogant and awkward, seemed very unaccustomed to discussing his liking for someone so frankly. To be precise, he was not used to easily using the word "like" to evaluate someone, but when asked by Kevin so coldly, he didn't. I don't know how to refute the word, and I don't know what more appropriate word to use instead.

So I just rounded the word lightly, replaced myself in my heart, and then replied: "There is no reason, there must be a reason for who is pleasing to the eye or who is not pleasing to the eye? All I know about Fae comes from As for Divine Calendar, even that book, strictly speaking, has too many late additions, and what I see is probably not Fae's truest situation, or just one of his partial representations. But at least—"

He paused as he spoke, and looked up at the panoramic view of the imperial city of San Antis: "When I was very young, at least when I read stories about Fae, I felt that one day I would become strong enough to do nothing. No. So I hope that such a god that can fill people with courage can exist a little longer."

Kevin was stunned when he heard it, and at the end he couldn't help crying and asked, "What do you do for a longer time? Let more people be as courageous as you, and look for fights all over the place?"

Osved rolled his eyes at him angrily and said, "The premise is that you have to meet someone like you, otherwise this kind of potential will not be stimulated in general. Besides, I didn't say that I hope he will live that long as a Radiant God. , according to what was said in the follow-up to the history of the gods, after the death of the gods, another new life may begin. They may become any ordinary person in this world, or they may choose to sleep forever and never open their eyes. I hope he To be the former, to feel the world created by them as an ordinary person - tsk, what kind of eyes do you have?"

Kevin finally couldn't help laughing. He patted Osved on the shoulder and said, "You have a sullen face all day long, and you look like everyone owes you a treasury. I didn't expect you to feel a lot of emotion."

"Your mouth is itchy if you don't run on me for a day?" The young emperor threw him a slanted look condescendingly.

"Did you pay attention to what Donne said? He said that in the scene that Priest Mowgli saw, there were countless corpses under the feet of the person who was suspected of Fae." Kevin said, "You are writing a little essay on your mood here, so you are not afraid to look back and find out the real thing. Fae subverts all your cognition?"

Osved frowned slightly.

What concerned him most in what Donne said just now is actually this. Fae has countless corpses under his feet, and his body is still stained with blood, and his appearance is closely related to the national destiny of Golden Lion Country... This is according to the logic of ordinary people. Look, it is almost a hint that the Fae who reappears in the world is probably not as noble and holy as the world imagines, and sympathetic to the world.

"...I don't quite believe it." Osved said slowly in a steady voice, "Even if that scene is real, I think there is something else in it."

Kevin raised his eyebrows and didn't answer right away. Seeing his expression, he seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, he suddenly asked in a serious manner: "Huh? I ask you, what would you do if Fae himself or after being reborn as a human being like me?"

Kevin didn't think of him as a high-ranking emperor at all, his arms hung directly over his shoulders and hooked him loosely, his face was like a joke, his clear eyes were slightly bent.

Osved was stunned by the face he approached suddenly, his eyes first fell into his dark eyes, then quickly moved away, looked blankly at the distance and sneered: "Oh, then I'll kill you. "

Kevin sneered, dropped his hand, and stood up straight again.

He leaned lazily against the iron bars, staring at the black roofs of the imperial city with layers of different heights. layered glass.

The joking look on his face was half hidden, and he said something vaguely: "It's a good thing that someone can give courage, the more the better."

This endless sentence made Osved a little confused. He glanced at Kevin, and was about to ask again, when he slapped him hard on the shoulder: "Look at the scenery of the fart when it matters, and leave, Go back and discuss with your ministers and commanders!"

This man's hands looked fair and thin, and he was a gentle embryo, but his hand strength was astonishingly strong. A slap could almost spit out a person's lungs.

Even though Osved didn't spit out any dragon's liver and phoenix's gallbladder, he felt that his internal organs were shaken. He glared at the bastard and replied, "Who told you that I was just looking at the scenery?!"

He said, while Kevin wasn't paying attention, he raised his hand and picked him up, and threw it onto the horse vulture's generous back. The always arrogant Kevin Fassbender Pavilion is like a human-shaped sack, hanging horizontally in front of Osved, and almost his lungs were turned upside down in the galloping horse vulture.

Even.

That night, Osved called in the important ministers and the commanders of the headquarters of the various legions, and convened a round table meeting of twelve people.

He said what the priest had read. When they heard the traces of Fae appeared in the Old Rose Castle, the entire round table, except the emperor and Kevin who knew in advance, almost all looked like they were about to faint.

When they heard that the appearance of Radiant God is related to the survival of the country, most of the people could no longer sit still.

Everyone discussed the huge continent map all night, and the flags representing the distribution of troops hardly stayed in one position for a long time, and kept moving and changing. Ministers and legion commanders have different ideas, and it is difficult for the conservative side and the radical side to unify their opinions. Those who have high belief in God and those who regard God as history have different priorities.

Nearly ten people in the twelve-person meeting were spitting, and their voices were almost hoarse.

There are few words left, one is the emperor who makes the decision, and the other is Kevin.

Kevin changed his usual tune of running the train with his mouth full. He clasped his hands loosely, resting on the table, quietly listening to the different opinions of different people, and didn't speak a few times from beginning to end.

Because in this matter, he was too subjective, and there was nothing to discuss at all.

In the end, when the next day dawned, the flag on the map was decided by Osved, and it was finally settled——

The Wujin Iron Cavalry remained unmoved, and together with the Imperial City Patrol Army, they were responsible for guarding the base camp; the ten Red Iron Army originally arranged in the area of ​​the Kela River were still stationed there, keeping an eye on the border between the Golden Lion and the North Emerald Country. The twelve Bronze Army garrisoned in the west also did not change their arrangements, keeping an eye on the border of the sand ghost desert.

All the remaining troops were reorganized, and two teams were assembled, disguised as caravans, and detoured from Mirage to Rose Old Fort. The other troops are all stationed in Dada City, where there is a direct shortcut to the imperial city, the Kela River, or the desert in the west.

It's just that the leader of the "caravan" going to the Old Rose Fort has not been completely finalized. It said that it is safe and safe. It is the most common route for caravans. It is relatively far away from the ghost town desert where Sand Ghost is located. It is suitable for camouflage, and the chance of encountering a surprise attack is relatively small. But it is also dangerous to say that there is a mirage there...

Because the discussion was in the morning, Osved simply asked people to prepare breakfast and sent it directly into the conference room, so that people who had stayed up all night could rest for a while to relax their minds and throats.

Osved just picked up the cup and took a sip of mint tea when Kevin tapped his shoulder and called him out.

"What?" Osved said as he walked. "Is there something you don't want to eat for breakfast?"

Kevin said angrily, "I really don't eat that starfish, but what does that have to do with me calling you out?"

"Who knows, in case you think it's too embarrassing for a bronze commander to be picky eaters in front of the public? Want to beg me in private to help you fork that thing away and eat it?" Osved poked lukewarmly. Following his instructions, he said, "That thing is good for someone like you who loses blood all day long. You have to eat it if you don't eat it."

"No." Kevin stood in front of the corridor, first firmly rejecting his request, and then confidently making his own request: "I'll go to the Old Rose Castle."

Osved frowned when he heard this: "Stop dreaming, I still remember the way you were wounded like a ghost before. It's only been so long, and you want to go to a place like Mirage? There's no door!"

Kevin didn't even bother to tell the truth, and still couldn't refuse: "I have to go."

"Why?" Osved couldn't understand.

"Just think I like Fae too." Kevin casually gave a reason.

Osved: ​​"..."

For a moment, there was an uneasy feeling in the emperor's heart that was difficult to ignore.