A few minutes later, it was I who broke the silence first: "Bella Vera?"
"——Huh?" the other party replied slowly, with a confused expression on his face.
I laughed at the girl in front of me: "Stop pretending, if it was really Sylvia, she should have waited a few seconds before saying 'ah'."
The silver-haired girl in front of me had a dull look on her face, and then she sighed: "You really know the other me. Well, we meet again, your strange emperor."
"Are you used to adding such rude comments to people you know?" I glanced sideways at Bellavilla, but there was already a smile on my face, "This is really surprising, I thought you had disappeared forever.
.”
"Feeling sorry?" Bellavilla took two steps forward and stood a short distance away from me, then suddenly pressed her face closely towards me, her big bright eyes almost occupying my entire line of sight.
"A powerful fallen apostle is still alive and in a state that you can't get rid of at all. Do you feel very distressed about this?"
The expression on my face remained unchanged, and I turned a deaf ear to what the other person said in a deliberately sinister tone.
"Boring guy."
After realizing that I was not cooperating at all, Bellavilla sighed exaggeratedly and stood up straight, "Don't call the guard? I am free now, and you are alone. The situation is completely different from last time."
"That's not necessary. Aren't you already awake?" I smiled, expressing my incomprehension about Bellavilla's suggestion.
"Well, you are really... outrageous," he said after summarizing his words. The former fallen emperor in front of him could only use this word to describe my character who has no consciousness of being a leader. "Such a guy can actually become a leader."
Leader, something must have gone wrong..."
To be honest, I didn't expect Bellavilla to suddenly wake up and find herself in front of me - her soul has been broken, and it is impossible to stay awake for a long time, so she has no time to hang out, let alone because after waking up
I wandered around and came to me. This queen could only come to me intentionally. But despite being surprised, I had no intention of alarming others. This ancient emperor always gave me the impression that he was a very thoughtful guy.
, she chose this time to come to me without being disturbed, she must have something to say.
"Don't think it's so complicated. In fact, I suddenly woke up and learned about the carnival from that guy's memory. I just wanted to come out and see what you were doing." Faced with my inquiry, Bhairavi said
Raque just snorted and answered indifferently.
"How does it feel?"
"Loose, undisciplined, chaotic, noisy, noisy, trampling the discipline and efficiency of the empire into a mess," Bellavilla spit out a series of vicious derogatory words without hesitation, and the poisonous tongue skill was instantly given to him.
I had a beautiful five-hit combo, but just when I was about to turn pale into a sand sculpture in the wind, the other party suddenly stopped, and then softly said the last word, "But it's very...happy."
"Perhaps what we have been looking for all this time is that the only racial shortcoming of the Xiling Apostles is this lack of laxity. Have you finally made up for this shortcoming today after the fall of the empire?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
I smiled at Bella Vera. Since we were not very familiar with each other, I just suppressed my tendency to complain a little. I would never say that the moral destroyer was my behind-the-scenes identity!
"Find a place to sit for a while."
Feeling that standing in the square like this was not the right atmosphere for talking, I took the initiative to invite. Bella Vera nodded and pointed in the distance: "There is a resting place over there."
A few minutes later, a former emperor and a current head of state sat down on a bench under the late night street lamp.
"It's so peaceful," Bellavilla leaned comfortably on the bench and sighed with her lazy magnetic voice that was completely different from Sylvia's. "No need to bear anything, no need to consider anything,
Sitting quietly somewhere, chatting with someone who can be called a friend, or simply being in a daze - this is obviously what we Xiling apostles look down on the most, a life without progress, but now I actually feel
That’s not bad.”
I looked at the girl with some surprise: "I didn't expect you to think so. Huesca told me that you are a very strict person."
"7535?" Bellavilla looked up at the sky, making it difficult to see her current expression, "The child also has a name. She has always wanted a name... She only woke up for two or three times last time.
For an hour, I spent all my time answering your questions, and I didn’t even get to say a few words to 7535... She probably didn’t mention me much, after all, I wasn’t very nice to her at the time.”
I was silent for a while, recalling in my mind what Huesca once said about Bella Vera.
"Indeed, Huesca said that you are a very harsh person, and you have a record of punishing her several times, but that girl has always affectionately called you Sister Bellavilla. You shouldn't know this, right?"
The silver-haired girl looked at me in surprise, her eyes full of suspicion: "Really? I don't remember this. She should hate me, because I have asked her to carry out a mission of narrow escape more than once, although every time she
Can come back scarred."
"But you are the only one who will go to the rehabilitation center to visit her afterwards. Even if you just go to make a few sarcastic remarks, Huesca will regard it as a visit," I smiled at Bellavera, "and if it weren't for you
Those cruel tasks, I'm afraid Huesca will face something even more impossible to return to."
The girl beside him was silent, and then sighed softly for a long time: "...the fallen apostles are not monolithic. After losing a certain kind of 'racial soul', the formerly glorious and united Xiling apostles began to learn cunning, betrayal, selfishness... these
The psychological shortcomings of fragile primitive species that were once deeply despised by us. I don’t know if the abyss is responsible for this situation, but it makes the world of fallen apostles full of deadly conspiracy traps, many of which are
It's for 75...for Viska. That child has been regarded as an unstable factor by us from the beginning. She is crazy and careless, and almost disobeys any orders. Even after using the abyss energy to corrupt her, she will
I was the only one who could barely command her.
Therefore, those senior cadres who were against me regarded Viska as a breakthrough point. They believed that such a powerful warrior who would only obey my orders was a threat to the 'great cause'.
'The regulations prohibit the public execution of Huesca, so there are always people plotting to put the child in danger."
"You can't protect her in a direct way because that would put her in a more disadvantageous situation."
"Almost, the fallen apostle has abandoned the honor of the past race, and all kinds of negative emotions have spread wantonly among us. In such an environment, the crazy Viska is actually just like a blank piece of paper, a man who makes trouble everywhere.
But he doesn’t know how to protect his little hedgehog.”
I didn't say anything, just listened quietly, and then looked up at the artificial bright moon in Shadow City.
The night is quiet, a perfect night for telling secrets.
It was finally confirmed that Bellavera's true side was that even when she was a fallen apostle, she was protecting Viska.
I should thank her. Although the sufferings Huesca suffered during that crazy time also came from Bella Vera, the latter did it so that his "7535 sister" could survive safely. It was just two people.
One is a madman, and the other cannot explain clearly, so she has never been able to open her heart like a real sister.
What is reassuring is that in the end, both people found their own peace.
"I'm very happy to live in your country, although I didn't really appreciate you as a person at first," Bellavilla's soft voice echoed in the night sky, "I've been curious about what your way to be a king is.
, is not interested in conquest, is not good at trickery, does not like authority, and does not even know how to rule. Such a guy is completely contrary to what I think of a king. Let alone becoming an emperor, you are not even qualified to be called a warrior in the first place...
But the real king is willing to stay by your side, and the best subjects are constantly gathering. The fragmented old empire is gradually recovering under your speechless good guy theory. You even use your own good guy theory to build a macro world.
Such strategic value is amazing: even if you use it to hold a carnival."
I was embarrassed for a while by Bellavilla's somewhat venomous way of describing her, and in the end I could only giggle and scratch my hair, expressing that I had no way to refute.
"Actually, I feel that I am able to get to where I am today entirely because of luck." I felt uneasy as Bella Vera's dagger-like gaze stabbed me.
Even nannies can’t compare.”
Indeed, even though Niang Xingxin often talks about "the pride of the king", my biggest goal in life is just to eat and wait for death, while the queen's biggest goal is still three bedrooms and one living room...
When I think about it, I feel that it is really a fortress that the empire can survive to this day under my own rule, even more so than the world that persisted to this day under Dingdang's rule!
"I admit that I don't understand the so-called royal way at all, and even my basic management experience was gained from Sandora."
Talking to Bellavilla seems to be very easy to cause stress. The other person's occasional venomous tongue is just one of the attributes. What is more important is her hidden sternness and her qualifications as the former head of the empire - Sandora is also the head of the empire, but she
Having the attribute of a foodie and the identity of my own girl can be used as relief, but Bella Vera can only make me feel nervous like a novice facing an experienced bird. When the earth's creatures were still in a single-celled state, everyone was in a state of insecurity.
It's been many years.
"Really?" Bella Vera looked here quietly. It was really contradictory to have such a wise expression on this silly face, but I still couldn't help but become serious.
Staring at myself, I suddenly smiled, "You are more or less a colleague, so let me give you some advice, because I am really worried that without the guidance of an experienced senior, you, a guy who was crowned king by humans, might not be able to do anything.
It’s time to go down the wrong path – look at them!”
Bellavilla suddenly raised his voice and pointed in one direction: it was the place we just came from, the totem area filled with monuments that projected heroic deeds from all over the world.
"They, and everyone around you, those are your kingly ways."
I thought for a while and looked confused: "Can you explain it more clearly?"
Bellavilla, who had finally created the atmosphere, fell to the ground with a bang: "You...well, I finally understand why such a famous Princess Warsong has turned into a foodie. Sooner or later, those who are with you will be infected.
What do you mean? What I mean is very simple. The people gathered around you are your emperor. The king may be kind, iron-fisted, wise, or dictatorial, but you are different from the above. You are not a ruler.
, you will never even learn to be a good emperor, but you can gather people with those talents around you and let them become brothers and sisters for a common goal. This is your path. Don't learn to govern in vain
way, that is of no use to you, but at least you have the ability to gather people who know how to govern the country around you, and follow the path you have taken today. This is what I will give you with my own experience and wisdom.
Your advice. Because no matter what, I still like this city very much, but you make me feel uneasy."
I was stunned for a moment, and summarized Bellavilla's words into the following paragraph:
Don't think about being the protagonist of the unfavorable trend, you are not that dish! Just be an honest parent!
I summarized it so accurately that it brought tears to my eyes.
"Okay, now there is one last question." I looked at Bellaveira's face and found that she looked sleepy again. I knew that time was running out, "Why do you suddenly say this to me?"
A former fallen emperor, even if she has regained her consciousness now, I don’t think I have a deep friendship with her. Bellavilla’s relationship with me now is just that of a tenant and a landlord, and given her strange existence
This way I can only be regarded as half a tenant, and with such a small amount of friendship, there is really no need for her to come to me for a heart-to-heart talk in the middle of the night.
Even though it was just a conversation, anyone with a discerning eye could see that what she just said was from the bottom of her heart. It was almost like saying that it gave me a beacon of light when I was in a confused state.
Although I doubt whether I am confused or whether I have always been in this confused state...
"Why are I telling you this?" Bellavilla sneered, seeming to be a bit mocking, but the expression on her face was one of genuine kindness, "It's just a request."
"Please?"
I asked curiously.
"I was asked by my other self..." Bellavilla said in a self-deprecating tone, and then suddenly made a dull look, imitating Sylvia's slow tone, "...Chen is a very good person.
, but his burden is too heavy - I know I should help him - but I am too stupid - don't know what to do - if it is you, you must know - what to do - please help me
That kind of intention... try your best to show it... Ah, it’s so tiring to talk in this way, the other self is really a very powerful guy in a sense!!"
Bellavilla sighed exaggeratedly, and then looked here with a joking smile: "So, I stayed up in the middle of the night to come to you to provide guidance for novices."
"This novice guide is a full three years late." I suppressed the emotion I felt towards Sylvia and showed a grateful expression to the former fallen emperor who was a little cunning but also straightforward. "But I really should thank you.
, I feel much more at ease psychologically.”
The subtext is that in the future, you can find a high-sounding excuse for yourself by just eating and waiting for death: Look at the skill instructor in the Novice Village, this is what she told me!!
"By the way, do you want to call Huesca?" I felt that Bella Vera and I had finished talking, and I started to wonder if I should let that little loli who misses my sister Bella Vera all day long come over and talk to me.
Her good sister reminisced about old times. Although she had a weird feeling that "her precious sister was snatched away", if Viska was happy because of this, that would be a good choice.
"No need," Bellavilla lowered her head, her voice a little muffled, "There is not much time left today. Falling asleep suddenly in front of that child is not a good way to say goodbye, but don't worry, maybe I will wake up later.
There will be more and more opportunities... Let's talk about it next time, don't let her worry..."
The business gradually dropped and disappeared. I gently touched the arm of the silver-haired girl next to me and whispered: "Bella Vera?"
"You didn't delete my save file, did you?"
As a result, the other party suddenly raised his head and the first sentence was this.
"And my Rubik's Cube!"
Me: "...if you're not sleepy yet, why don't you startle people like this?"
"There's nothing you can do about it. A tired soul is different from being drowsy and sleeping." Bellavilla's eyelids were fighting, but there was no trace of sleepiness in her voice. "I just know that I'm about to fall asleep, but when do I fall asleep completely?"
It depends on when Sylvia wakes up: you don’t know her dullness yet?”
My face was stunned, and I spread my hands in frustration: "Okay, let's talk about the issue of the Wind Armor..."
Before I finished speaking, I felt a sudden weight on my shoulders, and a soft and fragrant body gently leaned into my arms: Bella Vera fell asleep instantly.
...It’s really not accurate at all!
"Bella Vera?" I pushed the other person's body gently, but what I heard in response was a soft and slow breathing, "Sylvia?"
Still no response: Sylvia is a good child who goes to bed on time after ten o'clock in the evening. In this regard, she is more punctual than the other girls at home.
There is a difference between the sleeping soul and the sleeping body. Likewise, there is a difference between the awakening of the soul and the awakening of the body.
The silver-haired girl snored evenly. It seemed that sleeping on an unfamiliar bed was not very comfortable. She hugged me twice, and then directly used my arm as a pillow.
Feeling the soft touch on my arm and looking at the pretty face so close, my heart was filled with excitement. When I saw this beauty, countless heroic images flashed through my mind, such as Ximen Daguanren.
Fortunately, it was my Qianqian and Shandora who finally settled in my mind - more importantly, I always felt that taking advantage of a slow silver-haired mole was too unfulfilling.
"You can really bear it." Bellavilla said quietly.