Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 84:

Sui Xiong certainly doesn't just take a day off.

God only rested for one day after creating the world. That's a story. According to his impression, God clearly didn't do much work after that until the great flood fell.

So you see, there is nothing wrong with taking a rest. It doesn’t matter if you rest for a long time, but if you are too diligent, it may happen, and if something goes wrong, it is a big one!

Humans, learn to learn from history!

What is the lesson? Just don’t be too hardworking~

Isn't there a person named Zheng Banqiao who said that it is rare to be confused. Since being confused is a good thing, so is laziness.

For example, before Sui Xiong passed through, he had read an online novel. The protagonist of the novel is called "Not Lazy". Isn't this a good name? As a result, the author procrastinated and stopped writing and did not finish writing the book for several years. Let the readers chase more eagerly, even some people found his character name in a certain online game, specially registered an account to create a character, rushed to chase him, forcing him to update it as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, Sui Xiong couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, he found a place to lie down and fell asleep.

Having been busy for so many days, he is really tired.

"...I'm tired." Crick lay on the chair, bathing in the warm spring sun, but his expression was a little sad, "Really, I'm just tired."

The subordinates surrounded him, silent, but their eyes were full of worry.

A few days ago, he suddenly fainted while inspecting the spring plowing work in the territory. Although a doctor and the pastor joined hands to rescue him, he was still in a coma for almost a whole day. After waking up, he was sick and unable to refresh himself. .

Although he tried his best to cheer him up, everyone knew that his situation was a bit bad, looking at his appearance.

No, it's not "a bit bad", it's "very bad"!

"My brother...what is it like?" In the side hall of the Baron’s Mansion, the contemporary Baron Keane, Anna Keane, stared intently at the chief priest of Milomon, who was in charge of the diagnosis and treatment, with her face on her face. Full of worry.

Milomon was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Crick is an amazing person. If I were in his situation, maybe I would have fallen down long ago, like a tree on the side of the road in winter. The weeds are slowly dying."

Anna didn’t speak, but her hand couldn’t help holding the hand of her sister-in-law Amy Wei. The girl lord’s slender white hand and the baroness’s slightly rough hand were tightly clasped together, but there was no way to feel the slightest in each other’s palms. Heat.

At this moment, their hearts are all cold, as cold as a bitter winter.

"Is he... still hopeful?" the former baroness Emivy asked in a low, husky voice.

Milomone shook his head: "I'm sorry."

"What if there is a sacrifice?" Anna asked, "Please forgive my disrespect--I mean, if we put all our power in our territory to hold the grandest ceremony for your Majesty..."

"Miss Anna, don't think about it." Milomon smiled bitterly, filled with unbearable heart, but interrupted Anna's words, "Even God is not really omnipotent. My lord is ours. The guide is our guiding light, our faith, and our destination. But He is by no means the omnipotent so-called "supreme god" created by those third-rate liars, and there is no such **** in the world."

"In order to heal Crick, I even prayed to my lord for a legendary spell that was beyond the norm and got a gift. But even so...there is very limited that can be done."

Milomon sighed deeply and said: "Crick’s situation is actually the result of various divine powers fighting and corroding in his body. I tried to get rid of those divine powers, only to find out One of the insignificant bits of divine power aroused a frantic reaction of almost boiling all divine power. If it weren’t for the proper preparation, it would almost kill him."

"The only thing I can do now is to replenish him with vitality, so that he can last longer." He hesitated for a while, and said, "Actually... Please be forgiving, this is just adding to his pain. ”

Anna and Emiwei's faces are white, as white as dead people.

"You mean...we better let go and let him be quiet..." Amy Wei hesitated, "rest?"

"Yes, everyone needs to rest." Milomon said, "He really exhausted his efforts for Keane over the years. I remembered a visit and even saw him reviewing About the document that someone committed five lashes...He is too tired and really needs a rest."

Finally, Ai Na couldn't help it anymore and started crying in a low voice.

Milomone shook his head, sighed deeply, and said, "For the time being, I can still use the power of my lord's gift to temporarily maintain his state. But... this situation won't last long. ”

"What should we do?" Emiwei was a little dazed. For so many years, she had been used to following her husband's orders. At this moment, after hearing the bad news, she felt that the sky was about to fall, and her heart was completely empty. She didn't know what to do. .

"...just as usual." Milomon couldn't help but sighed again. "He is one of the wisest people I have ever met. I believe he must have understood the condition of his body. Saying that he would be scared by death, I was the first to not believe it! So I think he must have arranged everything, just like when he took the team to the battlefield of the day when the sun went out."

"Everyone thought that my brother was dead, but he came back alive." Anna said as if someone who was dying had caught a straw.

"Yes, I also hope that the miracle will happen again, and have been praying for it." Milomon smiled bitterly. "Please forgive me for incompetence. Now I can only do this."

After finishing speaking, he saluted and exited the side hall, leaving only two women who were at a loss, crying because the most important person in his life was about to pass away.

Milomon walked quietly on the flat and clean street, looking at the prosperous shops on both sides of the street, and the energetic people coming and going on the street, couldn't help but smile.

But the next moment, he couldn't help sighing again.

Over the years, Keenling’s progress and changes are really obvious to all. Now this small baronial collar has been regarded as a jewel of the Thunder Principality, and has attracted the attention of many large and small forces. There was even more than one powerful nobleman sent an envoy to blatantly dig the foot of the wall of Lord Duke, wanting to let Keene turn to join their camp.

Everyone knows who brought all this.

But now, the man who brought it all is dying.

Milomon shook his head, took out a jug of wine, and took a sip.

This is a grassy spirits specially developed by Masked Void Playground for the taste of orcs. It is infused with sweet wine and carefully selected various grasses with unique ingredients, and finally got a sip that reminds people of the prairie. The wonderful flavor.

For a long time, Milomon likes to drink two sips when he is in a bad mood. The taste and aroma of the green grass spirit will remind him of his life back then. At that time, he was carefree, galloping on the grassland, grazing sheep, guarding the village, and fighting with ferocious beasts. Despite the hardship, he was clear and refreshing, without any gloom.

He is now much stronger than he was at that time, but he no longer has the clear mood at that time.

The clear wine flows down the throat and into the stomach, like a fire, burning in the chest.

However, his mood didn't improve this time, but more gloomy.

He remembered all the helplessness, poverty, death, and parting he had seen when he was a child... At that time, he was carefree, but it didn't mean that life could be carefree, but he just didn't understand it.

Close your eyes, the sky is dark, and the carefree youth is nothing more than this.

Milomeng took a few sips in a row with some irritation, but his mood got worse and worse. Finally, he angrily threw the hip flask to the ground and cursed: "I want to quit drinking!"

After cursing, he was still reluctant to pick it up again.

"Waste is not good, let's drink these first and then consider other things."

Speaking, he shook his head, with a bit of alcohol, walked swayingly on the street, and went all the way without looking aside, returning to the Temple of Void Mask.

When he walked away, two diners sitting in window seats talked about him upstairs in a bustling pub nearby.

"It seems that Baron Keene is really dying."

"Yes, even this high-ranking chief priest looks desperate, probably really hopeless."

"...what a pity!"

"What is a pity? People are dying."

"Although everyone is going to die, everyone is different. People like Baron Keene, even if they are going to die, shouldn't die at this time!"

"This is not something you and I can decide. All we can do is accept the reality and by the way, see if we can take advantage of this opportunity to reap some benefits."

"Huh? Is it really profitable?"

"Not sure for the time being, but I think it's a good opportunity. You see, he is about to die. Those guys who have been suppressed by him over the years will definitely react~IndoMTL.com~this It’s an opportunity."

"...Which side shall we stand on?"

"From our standpoint, of course we should be on the side of the action. After all, for us, the more stable the Keene collar, the fewer opportunities. But I think, perhaps the other way around, It’s in our interest."

"...You are too esoteric, I don't understand!"

"Haha, let me just say it briefly. Do you think Baron Keene is a soft guy who will be bullied when he is dead?"

"Of course not!"

"That's right, the injured beast is the most dangerous. At this moment, his life has come to an end. In order to protect the people and things he valued, his methods will be very fierce. Now he jumps out to find trouble, it is simply It is equivalent to sticking your head into the mouth of an angry beast to act in a circus."

"...Isn't that just looking for death!"

"Yes, since there are so many people who are looking for death, why don't we take the opportunity to get some benefits from them? Anyway, the benefits are the same no matter where they come from, and the color of gold never changes due to the origin. ."

"That's right."

"Moreover, I think that even if that man is dead, he may not be completely finished. Taking advantage of the last chance to have a relationship with him, there may be unexpected gains."

"That's right!"

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