The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking - Chapter 39

[Article 39]

I like to read “The Calendar”, which describes the old times, as a bedtime story, and naturally I didn’t develop this kind of obsession.

But for Kevin’s situation, there is no other more reasonable explanation other than “returning to the ancestors”.

“Ancestors?” Kevin was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

He shrugged and said, “Perhaps.” “You…can heal any wound like this?” Wrist skin, “Wouldn’t that never die?”

Kevin shook his head: “Almost, but not all. At present, as long as the nails don’t go through the heart, they can heal.”

Osvid frowned: “If What about the nails through the heart?”

“Then, of course, kicked the legs and died.”

“How do you know?” Osvid asked strangely.

“…” Kevin wanted to slap his mouth.

“Since you’ve survived until now, it means that you haven’t been nailed through the heart–” Osvid’s light-colored eyes stared at him again: “So how did you know this?”

Kevin didn’t expect to answer for a while He was about to give a reason when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Ian’s voice sounded outside: “Master, the food has been delivered.” The

question was interrupted, and Osvid snorted impatiently before saying, “Come in.”

Several female officials filed in with the food. After entering, I also thoughtfully took a short table that could be placed on the bed.

Osvid signaled the female officer to put the food out, and seriously threatened Kevin: “If you dare to leave a little bit of food on my bed, you will even get out with the quilt, wash it and come back.

” The spoon’s hand paused: “This is your bed?”

Osvid said angrily: “Otherwise?”

“Where did you sleep after I lay there for three days and three nights?” Kevin looked a little strange.

“Sleep.” Osvid rubbed his eyebrows and said, “I’ve been telling Mio and the others about the garrison in the northwest. Manko is dead, even if Sapir’s immortal is in bed, he’s still in bed. It is impossible to be indifferent to this. Besides, there is something wrong with the sand ghosts, how could they go back to avoid the rainy season with a silent help and sit and watch the benefits of the Northern Emerald Kingdom

? .

Sand ghosts can’t do unprofitable transactions, and they never talk about fairness.

It’s just that when the rainy season arrives, the sand ghost’s movements are greatly restricted, and all advantages will turn into disadvantages.

Under such circumstances, what other means could they use to intrude on other races?

Kevin didn’t rest for long, he just shamelessly borrowed a nourishing meal, rolled back to the Bronze Army camp, and returned the big bed to Osvid, who didn’t get much rest.

The Bronze Barracks was slightly deserted compared to previous years, and within two days of the rainy season, some people’s vacation period had already ended.

Kevin learned from Osvid that Mio had returned to the desert frontier with a Ten Thousand Defense Forces before he woke up, lest the sand ghosts make a surprise attack.

Also sent out was the Red Iron Army, one of the three major legions. They were stationed in the area of the Kara River according to Osvid’s order, closely watching the movements of the Northern Emerald Country.

Kevin’s return has caused a lot of sāo movement. Although the three major legions have changed blood for so many years, the reputation of “the youngest legion commander with the most victories” is far and wide, and it is impossible to be forgotten so quickly. .

Of course he couldn’t perform suicide by cutting his wrists in public, and he couldn’t advertise himself as a unique plug-in.

With Osvid’s acquiescence and supplementation, he moved out the nonsense that had fooled Mio before, adjusted it a bit, blocked one by one, and quickly persuaded others other than Osvid. .

Even the class who dug him out of the ground with his own hands was almost brainwashed.

“So, you still don’t know who rescued you from the coffin and moved you to Andorha?” Ben asked Kevin as he aimed his bow at the bullseye.

“Yes, I don’t know.” Kevin was very sympathetic to the stupid white sweetness of the giant orc race, and at the same time slapped Ban’s wrist: “Let’s go a little bit, today is the southwest wind.”

Ban howled: “Southeast, northwest, northwest .

Don’t tell me about such complicated things, my brain is going to be full! I have been in this posture all morning, when will I be able to release arrows? Huh? Can you guys give me some credit and say it for a while? I Hands are about to be broken!”

Kevin turned a deaf ear to his howling and turned to correct Angel’s movements.

Angel is the white rabbit boy disguised as an Eldar.

He came to plan to leave the Ujinxuan Palace and settle in the town of St. Antis, just as he had said at first.

But on the morning of his departure, he met Osvid’s little niece.