As night fell, before the setting sun had passed away at the end of the sea, the arc of the spiritual bone track that emitted a faint light appeared in the deep night sky. On a high cliff near the sea, there were two figures sitting on a chair, and in the middle was a simple round rattan table with exquisite desserts and fruits, as well as fine wine filled with crystal pots.
"... Speaking of which, Rozim, do you know why the royal court chose to be in this world?"
“Why?”
Soshiyang, wearing a simple casual outfit, leaned back slightly, stared at the sea that became deep in the night, and said softly:
"It's here that I realized for the first time that I was really attracted to Veronica, even though I was an Astarte and she was a elves."
Rozim's movement of holding up the cup stopped immediately, then glanced at Soshiyan carefully and whispered:
"That's... quite romantic."
Soshiyang smiled and shook his head helplessly.
"What do we do when we say such polite words?"
"I'm serious, this means that your love with your sister-in-law has nothing to do with any power and material things, but the purest relationship."
"Ha, I even often wondered at that time if I was really mentally ill."
As he said that, Soshiyan picked up the cup and handed it over, and Rozim then gently touched the cup with him.
"But I never regretted it, and I rushed into Comoros to save people without even thinking about it. It's true that sometimes I can't tell what kind of person I am."
"Oh, just be yourself. Besides, a worker who lives in a factory for more than ten years and is crushed to death by a machine is called loyalty and dedication. A Start struggles in the war for hundreds of years and finally dies in an unknown corner. A governor or bishop eats, drinks, and has fun for most of his life, sleeps with a lot of women, gives birth to a lot of children, and then dies. That is also called loyalty and dedication... Since everything in the empire can be interpreted as dedication, what rules are necessary to write."
Rozim took a sip of the thing in the cup, smacked his lips and said with a smile:
"Hey, it's great to have a elder brother who is the emperor. I guess this kind of wine can't be bought even if I have money outside."
"Rozim, to be honest, do you really have no doubts about me like this?"
"Suspect? What do you doubt?"
"that is..."
Soshiyang turned his head, hesitated for a moment, and squeezed out two words.
"...traitor..."
Rozim looked at Soshiyan with a surprising look.
"Brother, you...no need, what is a traitor? For example, the front line is fighting. Is it called a traitor who collects taxes from the Ministry of Internal Affairs who collects supplies and even weapons and ammunition?"
"How could such a stupid thing be... Of course, if there is really, it's not called a traitor, after all, there are rules."
"Ah, if you abide by the rules, you are not called a traitor? Then the Inquisition gave a galaxy and planets one by one, which also complied with the rules. Why did they accuse each other of being a traitor?"
"Uh...you guy is still a bunch of fallacies as always."
Rozim shook his head, poured himself another cup, then stuffed an amber translucent fruit into his mouth, chewed it for a few times and said:
"How many truths in the empire are not wrong? If they are all right, as for what they look like today? Brother, you just think too much. If you have half of the master's face, you don't have that much trouble. Everyone is strict with others and lenient with yourself. Sometimes you are too strict with yourself... Besides, the leader of the battle is work and the king of Phoenix is ​​life. These two are not so mutually exclusive. Of course, there will definitely be some troubles in this, but as long as you can overcome it yourself, it is actually nothing."
"Go over, ha...it's easy to say it, but I'm still very grateful to you. Only with you can I use this identity to say what I think."
After Rozim had another drink with Soshyan, he suddenly asked in a low voice:
"But to be honest, this matter is really the day when it can't be hidden. Brother, are you prepared? Although I personally have nothing,... After all, it may still be too shocking for most people in the War Chapter."
Soshiyang raised his head slightly, sighed and pointed at the sky.
"They once suggested that the world stay day forever, but I insisted that the night be left behind."
“Why?”
"Because there is a rising sun, there must be a sunset. Light and shadow alternate to each other to embrace each other. Have you ever seen the symbol of Ada's Lord God Asuyan?"
"It seems...it seems to be a little bit of an impression, one black and one white?"
"Yes, maybe this is what Adas really forget, some thought or hint left behind by the existence, but I think this is also applicable to humans. I cannot always be in that position, nor should I always be in that position. Of course... Actually, I didn't think about it. My fate is too complicated, and the responsibility He gave me is too heavy. In fact, many of the things I did have no clear goals. I just made some preparations that I think I should make, but I have no fixed number of whether those preparations are useful. Maybe this is the only answer I can give you."
Rozim thought for a while, scratched his head and said:
"It's a bit complicated... But if you really quit, can you take me with me? Although I can't cook, I may not be as good as your Royal Kitchen, but... it should be okay to run errands."
Soshiyang grinned, shook his head, poured himself full, and picked up the cup.
"It's always open to you if you want. If you don't mind being surrounded by Ada, it's okay to live here, but there may be a lot less entertainment you like."
"This place is pretty good. I used to think that the spirit race was stinky and thorny, but after your training, I could still live with other races. I actually left a psychological shadow on me when I went to Comoros before. I thought the spirit race treated other races like this."
Seeing Rozim taking the initiative to mention Comoros, Soshiyan took advantage of the situation and said:
"You plunged in as a human being and ran out in a complete way. Looking at the entire empire, I'm afraid few people can do it. Speaking of this... I have something I want to ask you for your opinion."
"Um?"
"Well, this matter has to start with my family..."
When Soshyan began to narrate the history of the family, a group of fluorescent creatures appeared around the two, creating a unique halo. The city on the sea, or the semi-submersible Lugnath Ark, also emitted pearly brilliance, and the sea surface rose to a thousand-meter-high water column, and melodious music sounded.
More than ten minutes later, when Soshiyan finished his last sentence, Rozim's expression had frozen, his mouth slightly opened and his eyes widened.
Chapter completed!