"I know that my uncle is going to marry you to the fourth son of Zuo Visir of the Sautech dynasty in a year. His name should be...Imotek? Well, I heard that he is a very brave and intelligent man.
A nobleman who has already made many meritorious deeds on the battlefield at a young age is at least better than the 'idiot' Zandrak. You should be glad that it was not this father who requested marriage from his uncle. The Gidelin family is
The Sotec dynasty is an extremely prominent family that is directly related to the emperor, and if they initiate a marriage, my uncle will not refuse."
"cousin!"
Lana sat up directly, but before she could straighten up, the other party held her shoulders down.
"Don't move. It's very dangerous. It may tear your beautiful skin off... Everyone praises you as the most beautiful princess in the dynasty. Many princes and princes will launch honorary duels for you. If you have
I can't explain to my uncle and aunt what the injury is."
The young princess who was pushed back into the liquid stared at her cousin. She wanted to say something but couldn't. She could only wait for the other party to complete the process.
"I know you want to become a scientific technician and get rid of the arranged life, but Lana...you are different from me. I am born ugly. No one wants to marry me, and I don't want to marry those rough warriors.
, my parents have many children, and they don’t need me to perform any political tasks, so I can have this choice... Now is a chaotic era of great reshuffles. Dynasties will either unite or go to war. The stronger will get better.
The strong, the weak get weaker. The Sotec dynasty is now so strong that even the Council of the Three Saints needs to give them three points. The dynasty is now in a stalemate with Menak. Our King, your uncle, is now very weak.
You need support from Sotec, and you also need to support your uncle. After all, he is Visil and needs to solve problems for his monarch and parents."
Lana was just silent until the cleaning was completed and the liquid was slowly discharged from the equipment. She walked out silently, dried herself with a towel, then put on her robe and walked out without saying a word.
Seeing her like this, Hotep shook his head helplessly and followed her out.
At this time, Lana was already sitting in front of her desk, with her head slightly lowered. When the other party came behind her, she whispered:
"Cousin, it was my mother who asked you to persuade me, right?"
Hotep gently put his hand on the other person's left shoulder.
"No, because I haven't finished speaking yet."
As she spoke, her other hand conjured up a calculation board made up of several black stone slabs fitted together, and then placed it gently on the table.
"If you are really firm in your thoughts, then go ahead boldly. No matter whether this marriage will really happen or not, as long as you stay firm, neither your father nor your husband will make you change."
"cousin..."
Lana held the slate, turned around and looked at Hotep movedly. The man's slightly ugly face forced a smile and touched her head.
"There was a slogan at the beginning of the establishment of the academic community... Our lives do not belong to any heroes or kings, but only to ourselves and infinite knowledge."
"Um!"
"Eat something now. I heard from my aunt that you didn't eat anything yesterday."
The two quickly arrived at the huge balcony of the spacious bedroom. There was a gilt round table and two stools wrapped in precious fabrics. Then the door to the room opened, and groups of female servants walked in. They were dressed in simple clothes.
In plain robes, everyone is holding a metal plate in their hands, which contains unique Necrontyr special foods. Each one is extremely exquisite but the portion is very small, only enough for a small mouthful. There are also water bottles filled with drinks and crystals.
cup.
The two female nobles also ate very elegantly. They only ate a small amount of everything, and then the maids took the plates away. Hundreds of maids meant hundreds of delicacies.
When a servant filled her crystal glass with a scarlet drink, Lana noticed that part of the left side of the maid's face was covered by diseased spongy tissue. This maid was one of Lana's companions since she was a child.
She was also the oldest among all the maids, but in fact she should not be more than thirty years old. This made Lana shudder. Although she was in her youth now, she had already been hinted that death would come to her door one day.
Outside the balcony, a rising sun is rising slowly. From this balcony located on the upper floor of the towering and majestic Royal Great Pyramid, you can overlook the entire capital of the Mupekta dynasty.
The entire capital was built in a concentric circle with the Great Royal Pyramid as the center, surrounded by five smaller pyramids, representing the collateral families of the French royal family. It was also surrounded by a circle of ecological gardens maintained with superb technology, like a road.
On the silent moat, next to the garden, the tombstones of our ancestors stand side by side, like stone sentries guarding both sides of the throne. The tombstones of these ancestors are extremely large, reflecting the Necrontyr clan's unique belief and worship of death.
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In the middle of the city are the territories and mansions of the nobles. Their buildings are equally splendid, but they are never allowed to exceed the Royal Great Pyramid. At the edge of the city, there are countless inconspicuous little dirtbags. The Necrontyr is a group with clearly defined classes and strict barriers.
In society, the nobility had absolute dominance over the common people, and the law was limited to disputes within the nobility.
The two of them were eating and chatting when suddenly Lana sighed:
"Now the civil wars in various dynasties are getting more and more intense. The wrong war launched by the Three Saints Council is pushing all of us into a desperate situation. Cousin, do you think... do we still have hope?"
Hearing this, Hotep put down his cup and looked up at the huge scarlet sun.
"I don't know...those ancient enemies are too powerful, and their technology...is incredible. Maybe this war was indeed too hasty from the beginning."
"Is it hasty? I think this is a mistake. My father said that the Silent King promised... eternal life? Immortal health? At that time, I asked my father if this was true. My father did not answer, but asked people to
He brought a basin of water and put it in the garden, and then asked me to reach out and fish out the moon reflected in the water. I said, how can this be done? This is a reflection, out of reach. My father sighed and understood.
There are too few people who think this way.”
After hearing this, Hotep was silent for a moment and said softly:
"Lana, don't you want a life of eternal health?"
"Think about it... let alone eternity. As long as I can no longer be tortured by diseases and walk through life easily, I think it is enough. And eternity... sounds too far away, too far to be true, but far away.
Like a lie, cousin, what about you?"
Hotep's ugly face moved slightly, then he raised his head and looked at the crescent-shaped aircraft flying across the sky.
"Not every life accepts its role. Eternity is something beyond our understanding. The history of the Necrontyr is a poignant poem. We know that the end of all is death. We know that our relatives, friends and
The enemy, and everything around us, will end in destruction. We know every detail of the tragedy, and can even hear the sad melody playing on every stone, but the Necrontyr did not short-circuit civilization in the tragedy.
On the road of longevity, we take our fellow humans seriously, even though they will undoubtedly die. We spend every day busy building our dreams, even though all dreams will end cruelly, when faced with the choice of fate.