King Wilente, who had received professional training, probably felt that his words just now were too solemn, and it was time to use his qualifications as a grandson to make a few noises, maybe it could lighten the atmosphere.
Moreover, it can be seen from the slap the regent gave him just now that the old man hates pretentiousness. On the contrary, if he frankly admits that he has selfish motives and conspiracies, he can still be looked down upon.
Sure enough, this time, no one from the regent came to slap him.
However, he didn't get any other response
The young emperor-elect raised his head tremblingly, only to see that surrounded by a wall of colorful and fragrant roses, the old regent was sitting there, with a slightly frivolous expression on his face, but
It still looks like a majestic statue.
"Child, come here."
King Wilent suddenly became frightened again.
"Don't worry, I won't hit you this time. Playing sneak attacks all the time will make you look ungrateful. Besides, the same tricks are useless against a fighting genius like you." The old regent laughed brightly.
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King Wilent still hesitated for a few more seconds, and then cautiously took a few steps closer, but still tried his best to maintain a "safe distance" of one meter.
For psykers, of course, this distance has no safety effect at all, but sometimes, attitude is still very important after all.
"My grandson is scared. Of course my grandson knows that before he reports this matter, he will definitely arouse your displeasure, but..."
"No, I'm not unhappy. On the contrary, I feel relieved." The Prince Regent shook his head.
King Wilente didn't know if his old grandfather was performing again. However, from his voice, he did not hear any sharpness, excitement, anger or any other element of warmth.
At this time, his voice was as calm as the natural flowing wind, or the ripples on a flat lake. It was excessively plain, but also excessively reminiscent of icebergs hidden under the sea.
The emperor-elect still stood there with a low eyebrow, letting his arms hang naturally to his hands. However, with the little corner of his eyes left, he could clearly see the twinkling in the eyes of the old regent.
There is a kind of excited mood. This is a look full of enthusiasm for the world. This should be the look of a young person.
"Are you trying to tell me that the Rumina Dominion's idea of universal justice has begun to spread to the entire universe?" The old regent was already full of life, and even his voice had a hint of vigor.
It feels like everything is competing.
"No matter whether the world is for the commons or not, there is no hierarchy in the world. Workers are the only noble ones. These ideas come from the book called "Yuan", and it did originate from Rumina. Now, all parts of the empire have
There is no shortage of "Original" fan clubs and research groups, each one is like a cancer cell growing in the body of the empire." The young Emperor Chosen took a deep breath, with a cold tone in his tone, as if he was really harmonious.
This "Yuan" seems to contain deep hatred.
"They have autonomy, they are rich and peaceful, and they have systematic evil thoughts. Grandfather, isn't this a poisonous sword? I once wanted to petition the Privy Council to ban "Yuan" nationwide, but the proposal was never approved.
It was passed. The Senate also held several discussions, but it could not even advance to the third round of voting..." At this point, King Wei showed a distressed look: "It's unbelievable. It's just a book.
Isn’t it just a matter of the Ministry of Truth? But now, the Ministry of Truth actually says that it doesn’t dare to take care of it.”
"Oh, this book was written by me. It was published anonymously through Rumina's publishing house." Yu Liandao.
What the regent said was unexpectedly clear, and the emperor-elect was immediately shocked on the spot.
"You just think that the smart people who have read this book will become bold red anti-system elements, and the existence of Rumina will give them a beacon of possible sight. One day, these people will
Anti-system elements will subvert the rule of the Dragon Kings. No...if the war to conquer the alliance fails, civil conflicts will be ignited, and they will take action now." Yu Lian looked up and down at the eldest grandson with a livid face.
He smiled and said: "You originally thought that if something went wrong in this great expedition, it would be an opportunity for you to rise to the top. However, if you achieve the great achievements of a group of mud-legged people mining in Rumina, you will be in a bad light.
Becoming a clown."
"My grandfather is wise. I am indeed thinking about my ancestors' country and the country, and the traditional honor of the Galaxy Empire. However, I do have selfish motives..."
"Isn't this great? The Dragon King who has no selfishness or ambition must be a loach in disguise. But what are you forcing?"
"ah?"
"Before the Tirero people walked into the universe, they had a written history of more than 10,000 years. During this process, the Galactic Empire did not exist. Even during the era of galactic war with the ancient Meians, the Galactic Empire did not exist.
We all know that Emperor Keldes, who founded the empire, was just a mercenary who made his fortune during the Tirello Unification War. But who was the employer of that mercenary back then?"
"It's the ancient city-state Republic of Zhushan." Emperor Xuan, who also had the attribute of being a great scholar, said subconsciously, and then he wanted to slap himself. He felt that if he answered now, the atmosphere at the scene would become more and more amusing.
But at this time, it was already too late to be entangled anymore. The regent said slowly: "You see, there is nothing eternal in this world. Your grandmother and I once pursued the eternal life of the Nine Rings, but we failed.
It failed. Later I understood that even if we really reach the side of truth, the most we can do is extend our rule from a few decades to two or three hundred years, but what can we change? In the final analysis, our universe
It’s always stagnant.”
"grandfather……"
"There are no immortal people, no children, and no countries that will not perish. Talking about glorious traditions in a stagnant universe is like discussing chastity in a brothel, piety in a church, or discussing politics in a political arena.
You seem to be honest. Remember, there is nothing sacred about the empire, so there is nothing wrong with letting it perish, right?"
The old regent let out a hoarse laugh, which made the young emperor-elect tremble. He felt like he was talking to a monster disguised as a human being. He seemed to have no heart or soul.
There is no warmth, and there is absolutely no sense of responsibility as the founder of the empire.
"My child, I will not cancel all the privileges of the Rumina Dominion. You can deal with it according to your own wishes after my death. Whether it is reasonable and legal to cancel the Dominion through the Senate, or use force, it doesn't matter.
It doesn’t matter. You are choosing the emperor, and you should achieve your goal by your own strength instead of acting coquettishly to me here."
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The emperor-elect lowered his head, with obvious depression and sadness in his voice: "I just hope that I can figure out my reputation."
"But no matter what, it will not perish in this generation, right? What I left behind is, after all, the pinnacle of an empire. In the future, whether it will perish with great vigor or struggle ups and downs depends on
Regarding your choice, child, which one do you want to choose?"
The Prince Regent's voice was like an ominous black hole in the universe, destroying all light sources with its gravity.
The emperor-elect lowered his head and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Isn't there eternal life?"
"There is nothing sacred about the Empire," the Prince Regent repeated.
"Yes, there is nothing divine...but without this Rumina, no one would understand this."
"There will always be someone who knows, it's just a matter of time."
"No, I don't admit it! What a blasphemy!" The Emperor Chosen interrupted his grandfather loudly.
He roared, as if he was about to exhaust all the courage in his life to vent: "You are blaspheming the honorary history of the empire! Grandfather, you are blaspheming the efforts of our descendants who are fighting hard for honor! You too
It’s insulting your and grandma’s achievements!”
The old regent shrugged and slowly picked up the teacup again, a smile flashing across his face.
The elected emperor took another step forward and murmured: "Grandpa, the great cause of the unification of the universe is just around the corner. We cannot leave such hidden dangers behind."
"What are you going to do, child?" The regent looked at him jokingly.
"Remove all hidden dangers in advance."
"So, my boy, what are you doing?"
"Inherit you, grandfather!"
The old regent watched his handsome and majestic grandson, who was like a god, walking toward him. He watched the halo of mysticism flow on his body, and then condensed into a heraldic armor that seemed to be made of sun fragments.
Watch as his right hand unfolds a golden flame.
Then, Yu Lian let out a satisfied laugh and allowed the opponent's atomic light spear to pierce his chest.
This is the end of the era of shared governance.
Yu Lian didn't know how long he struggled for consciousness. However, when he woke up, he found that he was standing in a large bright but empty space. The colorless space could not see the length, width or height.
There is no end to it, not even the depressing gray fog in the virtual world is gone.
However, he felt very happy,
The so-called imperial hegemony is a dream. Yu Lian is actually very disgusted with this kind of story that has too strong a sense of reincarnation and fate. It is full of Buddhist deception. But when it was his turn, he felt that he had realized something. Instead, he felt that he had realized something.
A hearty and refreshing feeling.
This is probably because the soul trapped in the illusion of aging, the spirit that was deceived by the glorious achievements of martial arts and martial arts, finally got out of the trap.
Yu Lian waved, and the light condensed into silver beside him, like a mirror.
He looked at the face in the mirror that was still young and beautiful, full of innocence and naivety of a boy, and sighed with satisfaction. He wiped his hair, did a chest expansion exercise, and did two more jumping jacks before revealing his
He smiled with satisfaction: "You are still as beautiful as a dragon and a phoenix, a perfect match for the sun!"
Yu Lian held his head high and shouted passionately into the endless space: "Wahahahahaha, now, I'm back! I'm invincible, hahahahaha!"
Then, he saw King Valente appearing in front of him, clad in the Dragon of Dawn, looking at him hesitantly, his face filled with sour thoughts.
Yu Lian was too lazy to pay attention to the other person, and in the other person's sight, he did a set of burpees, a set of push-ups, and a set of stretching exercises as if no one else was watching.
Then, he opened his hands, and Xingzhi with a warhammer and a sickle appeared in his right hand, and Linguang, who held a crimson spear handle in his left hand, was carried behind his back; all the invisible sword pills of Dawn's incarnation were also suspended around him.
, hidden among the interlacing spaces.
"Okay, I'm ready." Yu Lian pointed at the opponent with Xingzhi, pointing the direction of the sickle downward. This should also create the effect of a thumb against the tree.
"You don't seem to be surprised at all the situation. You don't seem to be curious about my true identity." There was a hint of obvious depression in his voice.
Yu Lian glanced at the other person and said with a smile: "Okay, then what are you?"
"Would you like to take a guess?" The king of Wilent forced out a smile. After all, this was the first time Yu Lian saw such a lifeless and routine smile on Brunhild's face.
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This time, he didn't feel any curiosity, only a little disgusted.
Although that orange cat has a wrong outlook on life, and although he is still the villain of the feudal ruling class at heart, he is still a perfect dragon and a phoenix, so how can he have such a routine smile on his face?
It's not just disgusting, it's simply disgusting.
"You have ruled the Galactic Empire for more than seventy years, haven't you always loved playing the Riddler game with your men?" He said slowly.
Yu Lian had to admit that when he was facing the wind and waves in that illusion, he did have bad taste in this aspect. However, after he came out of the illusion, his bad taste was reflected in other aspects.
Yu Lian's mind changed, and Dawn Sword Pill began to move, drawing ripples in the white light that were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. The bullet rain of the spirit storm covered the sky and blocked all possible directions of the opponent's movement. And in
Under the cover of such a ferocious bombardment, he dodged and came to the opponent. He held up his hands and greeted the face that looked exactly like Brunhilt, without mercy or reservation.
In an instant, the opponent's figure had changed. The person in Yu Lian's sight was no longer the filial grandson, but Brunhild himself.
The wife who fought side by side with him and created a glorious empire together, who also slept in the same bed for nearly a century and raised a football team, calmly faced Yu Lian's hammer with golden eyes like the morning sun.
It was filled with unspeakable deep sadness.
Yu Lian's actions were a bit more ruthless than before.