Ying and Paimon walked up to the chalky boy. Only Timaeus took a deep breath, turned around and devoted himself to the process of making the potion again.
"These pages are from a book called "Hand of the King". According to my research, it should be a biography about the Munata royal family."
Abedo carefully opened the fragile pages with his fingers.
"What is the King's Hand...?"
Paimon looked at the whitened words on the books. The history of these pieces of paper was far beyond the ordinary.
"He is the king's chief advisor and order executor, probably... somewhat similar to Captain Qin of the Knights of the West Wind, but has more power than the Knights of the West Wind."
Albedo didn't know how to explain the meaning of the King's Hand to Paimon. According to his research, the King's Hand should serve as a sounding board between the king and his ministers.
"What's important is what's on the paper, Paimon, look at what's written on it."
Abedo coughed lightly and dropped the topic.
"The king rose from the bloody hell and chopped off the dictator's head."
"The blood and minced meat blurred the king's color, and there seemed to be a hazy black-red and smelly mist around him, making it difficult to recognize his appearance. The king was not a compassionate and noble god, but he used swords and corpses
A bloody road was paved."
“At the end of this road, there are no children kneeling on the ground and having their hearts ripped out by the dictator, nor massacred villages or burning fields, nor sky-high flames and blown-up wreckage... The king will save his people from the flaming hell.
We took them out and gave them a second chance to live."
The text on the paper was in Gumunata, and Abedo translated it word for word for the two of them.
"This king refers to Famas. This passage is the king's hand's view of the king."
Paimon was confused and asked: "Isn't this Quafamas's? Saving people from the flames or something..."
"If this is all, of course I am praising him. Although it is more explicit, it cannot be denied that he is a wise monarch."
"However, the subsequent records began to change..."
Abedo turned a page and turned the back of the paper face up.
This side is written in the common Teyvat script:
"The king likes hunting, art, and drinking. Although his aesthetic concepts are really unflattering... The ink paintings on the altar and in the castle also illustrate this point... This is consistent with his own behavior.
Exactly the same."
"When I do something stupid, I can only stay aside and let him do what he wants. He will always ask some weird and difficult-to-answer stupid questions or joke with his men, such as what kind of tree a bird fell from.
Birds, how many are left... odd changes to even and so on..."
"This is completely different from the 'king' I imagined... In fact, this is quite good. A humorous god is better than an unsmiling king."
"A long time ago, I was responsible for helping Wang deal with some annoying people... Although I don't think there is anything wrong with some people, they may just say bad things or the truth."
"Even if the starting point of these truths is good, the king's opinion should be more important than other people's lives... Later I became the king's bodyguard, and he has always trusted me."
"The king taught us something called science, and...steam engines, harder steel, mechanical structures and gears, tall furnaces, we produced clocks and steel cars faster than horse-drawn carriages..."<
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"The king is so wise, capable and talented. He was born to become a king."
This page ends here, Albedo pulled out another piece of paper, and the doubts in Ying and Paimon's eyes became more and more.
"The plague and curse have come, and the king asked us all to hide in the altar and the castle."
"But, there are still many cursed people out there...what should we do?"
It can be seen that the King's Hand who wrote these paragraphs seems to be very confused. Below the text is an illustration. A large group of people with weapons are smashing under a castle. Corpses are everywhere, and diseases are everywhere.
The breath is floating in the air.
"Mob! They knocked down the king's statue. How dare they? It was the king who protected them and taught them farming and survival. They... they are no longer the king's people. Why, they grew flippers... and their hair fell out...
The skin has turned dark...what kind of mask is that?"
"If people like Wang are wrong, then who else is right?"
"My king, I only need to obey this man's orders. I am his hand, his sword, and his last barrier. I should love this man as much as I love my own life and fight for him. Especially those who cannot.
The rebels who understand their greatness should be my first target..."
"But, dear king, the people are too hungry and have begun to bite each other..."
The notes on the paper are getting more and more confusing. It is obvious that the person who took the notes was extremely emotionally unstable when writing, and then there are large blanks.
"Too hungry?"
Paimon covered his mouth and grasped the key words keenly.
"Yes..."
Abedo let out a long breath. Although he had known it for a long time, every time he read these words, he was indescribably shocked. What kind of battle and disease could cause such consequences.
"Many people went to prison, and the guards reported that the prisoners on death row never came back after being dragged out."
"Sacrifice must be made in everything. The king who loves his people like a son must be planning how to make the country more prosperous!
"Today, the king asked me if I wanted to compete in martial arts. We competed for a while. Since the defeat, the king has become weaker."
"The king's choice is absolute, and we should obey no matter what the order is."
"Today, the king went out, and an enemy who controlled the rock element knocked on the door. Your Majesty did not allow me to go on an expedition, and ordered me to manage everything in the castle."
"Everything is turned upside down outside, what's going on?"
"Wang, are you okay?"
"You can sit on the throne with peace of mind. I won't let you get hurt. When you wake up from your nap, we can compete in martial arts again!"
"The castle is sinking, should I continue to stay here?"
The notes on the paper also began to become lighter, and it seemed that the writer's determination began to waver.
"The castle collapsed... The guards advised me to run away, but I won't leave. I will guard your throne forever."
"Your Majesty... when will you come back and issue orders again?"
The text ended here. Ying and Paimon rubbed their sour eyes and looked at Albedo in silence.
"You..."
Just when Albedo was about to say something more, Ying pulled Paimon and rushed into the vast white snow.
"I'll go find Famas and ask!"
For the first time, Ying is so eager to know what happened in Munata in ancient times to turn a good country into what it is now.
And Famas, is he really an out-and-out tyrant as recorded in ancient books?
"Timaeus, after completing the transformation of the potion, go down the mountain and hand in your homework."
Albedo looked at Ying who was running into the white snow, and before he could persuade him, he warned Timaeus and followed him worriedly.