"Crow, the most powerful killer." After unconsciously rubbing his fingers on the rim of the glass several times, Cohen put the glass to his mouth and asked nonchalantly: "Who is he?"
The two priests glanced at each other, and both felt a little strange about His Majesty Cohen's cold attitude. Why wasn't this assassin who had assassinated him enough to make him curious? In any case, Crow is the number one killer in the temple, and everything should be considered.
You know, that assassination must have been extremely thrilling.
"Your Majesty, Crow is the number one killer in the temple, and his martial arts and magic skills are quite advanced." The right priest thought for a while and told everything he knew about Crow: "The guilty minister doesn't know much about him.
I only know that he does not appear often. Only the officiant can dispatch him, and there are relatively few tasks assigned to him every year. Although I have met a few times, he always wears a white scarf, and almost no one has seen his face.
. His whereabouts are also very mysterious, and he has an indifferent attitude towards everyone."
"Really? He sounds like an interesting guy." Cohen nodded slightly: "Even if he has superb martial arts skills and is an extraordinary killer, how come you, as the highest-level priests of the temple, can't call a killer?"
"What I said to Your Majesty is a little hard to believe, but it is the truth! In the temple, the only thing we can't control is this crow. In comparison, I think it is easier to instigate the chief priest.
"Zuo Ji smiled awkwardly: "However, I did hear the officiating master complain about something in private, and it was about crows."
"Huh? Could it be that this killer doesn't even listen to the orders of the officiant?" Cohen chuckled: "That's strange, where did this killer come from, and he doesn't pay anyone's credit?"
"Speaking of which, his origin is also full of mysteries." Speaking of important matters, Zuoji habitually looked around with vigilant eyes: "Once, I heard the officiant complaining, and I inferred from his words
...It seems that even he can't tell the crows to do anything."
"How do you understand this?" As if he had heard something very nonsense, the smile on His Majesty Cohen's face grew wider: "Who of you is in charge of whom?"
"Judging from what the officiant said, Crow's assassination target was directly issued by the Gods, and he was just conveying the order of the Gods." Zuo Priest stood by with a smile and carefully explained to His Majesty Cohen: "But the officiant at that time was
He was very dissatisfied with the crow's indifferent attitude, and said that one day he would make the crow obey his orders."
"The officiant is quite angry!" No matter whether the kneeling person would be jealous or not, His Majesty Cohen had already tasted the dessert: "When I went to Paradise Island, the officiant was not so angry... He achieved his goal.
?"
"That happened many years ago, probably not long after I became a priest. At that time, the officiant's temper was a little more grumpy, and the killer named Crow was not as powerful as he is now." For a long time, I didn't know what the taste of snacks was.
The priest swallowed his saliva: "Many years later, at a certain dinner, the chief priest was very happy to show us that he could already control the crows..."
"Huh? Tell us?" Youji interjected: "Why didn't I know?"
"It's because you didn't pay attention." Zuo Ji was very angry at the intelligence of this colleague, and immediately asked: "Do you remember that on New Year's Eve that year, you and I, the officiant, drank and chatted at the seaside castle?"
"I...we spend every New Year's Eve drinking and chatting at the seaside castle..."
"It was that time you brought a woman with you!" The left priest was very angry at the right priest's slowness, and reminded him angrily: "Two women dressed in men's clothes, pretending to be waiters, it was quite decent... and then you told him in advance
Sin depart!”
"Remember, I remember..." The scar was uncovered by the priest on the left, and the priest on the right smiled awkwardly: "I remember, the officiant was drunk and chanted poems loudly while holding a wine bottle. He just lost his temper once.
."
"Before that, what else did the officiant say?" The priest on the left looked at His Majesty Cohen, then turned to ask the priest on the right, for fear that His Majesty Cohen would not believe what he said was the truth.
"He said...he said..." The right priest thought hard, finally remembered the situation at that time, and replied loudly: "He said that no one in the temple can disobey his orders!"
Cohen slowly chewed the food in his mouth. Although he had an indifferent expression on his face, his mind was carefully analyzing every word they said. He already knew before that the only thing the chief priest could not control in the temple was the crow.
That's all. Now he said that there was no one in the temple who was not under his control. Naturally, it meant that he had caught the crow, and the crow had to obey his orders...
But what leverage would a person like Crow have in the hands of the officiant? A woman? He seems to pay more attention to white water than women. Or is it some unknown quirk? Come on! Crow doesn't care if his quirk is known to others.
, his cold attitude can really make people shy away. Parents? Neither, crows say that the people they hate the most in their lives are their parents...
If there is no clue that falls into the hands of the officiant, then there is only one answer left. The officiant holds what the crow wants. If this is the case, the incomprehensible question arises again. For a person with a character like the crow, what will he do?
What does he want? What is it that interests him so much? That he is actually willing to listen to the chief priest's orders?
While getting along with Crow, Cohen knew that he didn't have a good impression of the officiant...well, he almost didn't have a good impression of the entire temple.
The fog surrounding this friend seemed to be much thicker than Cohen had originally expected.
While Cohen was thinking, the two priests looked at His Majesty intently, waiting for his orders.
Cohen looked up at the sky. It was not far away from dawn. It was not suitable to ask these two people too many things overnight. Their minds were unstable and they were bound to miss a lot.
"I called you here today because I wanted you to have a good time." Cohen smiled slightly, scaring the two priests into sweating: "Seeing your miserable appearance, I can't bear to do anything... But what can I do?
Ah! This young master has always been soft-hearted."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness! Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!" At this time, the words and deeds of the two priests were surprisingly similar: "The sinner will always be grateful. As long as the sinner is useful, he will do his best to serve His Majesty the Emperor.
Efficacy!”
"You have been in the temple for so long, so you must have experienced a lot and know a lot of things." Cohen stood up and walked up to the two of them: "Let me tell you! Many unique books have been lost in the Royal Library. The dean of the college
That old boy kept stalking me endlessly, and I couldn't find these things to give him."
"This..." Zuoji didn't understand what Cohen meant, but he knew how to answer without making a mistake: "Your Majesty, please tell me, and I will definitely do it!"
"What I mean! You two go and write down for me all the temple books you have read so that I can use them to deal with that old bastard. Besides, I also like to hear all kinds of little stories that happened in the temple...
"
"No problem, no problem at all!" The Right Priest clapped his chest and said excitedly: "I know everything about the temple, even the temples in various countries, and I am willing to write it all down for Your Majesty to see!"
"Okay." His Majesty Cohen looked at Zuo Ji again: "What about you?"
"Although the guilty minister is old, his memory has not faded." Knowing that this was a good opportunity to get rid of his bad dream, Zuoji certainly would not let go of such an opportunity: "As long as it can make Your Majesty happy, I am willing to give the temple to
I will write out all the classics and documents in it, including all the inside stories I know."
"Your attitude is not bad, but there is one thing." Cohen explained softly: "The old boy, the dean, is an old scholar. If he discovers something wrong and makes me lose face..."
"Absolutely not, absolutely not." They both replied in unison: "Please rest assured, His Majesty the Emperor."
"Okay, I will trust you once. This is a rare opportunity. Don't waste it. I will decide your treatment according to the situation. Work hard!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Cohen tapped his palms, and an officer ran over from a distance.
"Take them back! Just torture them once a day." Cohen told the officer: "Starting from tomorrow, someone will record what these two people said. Now, take them away."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After the priest was escorted away, Cohen returned to the table and sat down, shaking the wine glass in his hand and staring at the red liquid in the glass.
"Go back to your room and rest!" The white shadow on the side persuaded Cohen softly: "It's almost dawn, and there are still many things waiting for you to deal with, so you have to rest for a while."
"How can I sleep when I can't understand this problem?" Cohen shook his head and looked up at the sky: "Bai Ying, according to your opinion, what does Crow want most?"
"He is your friend, but not my friend." Bai Ying replied calmly: "I will not think about his wishes."
Unexpectedly, Bai Ying would answer him like this. Cohen shook his head and chuckled a few times.
"Is this habit of yours eternal? Your answer makes me angry and funny at the same time." Cohen looked at the dragon standing next to him: "The crow is relatively cold, but you also see
If you look at the other side of him, he's not a bad person, right?"
"There is no difference between good guys and bad guys in my opinion." Bai Ying smiled slightly and joked with Cohen: "Those who are not of my race must have different minds."
"I'm talking about Bai Ying! What you said hurt me." Cohen chuckled: "I am also a human being! In the eyes of the extremely proud Dragon Clan, who am I, an alien?"
"You are already wearing the most precious treasure of the Dragon Clan, which means that the elders have decided to accept you." Bai Ying replied angrily: "Congratulations, you have long been a member of the extremely proud Dragon Clan."
"Huo——The Dragon Clan is really good at recruiting young men!" Cohen's face was a little surprised: "You want me to join the gang just by wearing a piece of clothing? The price is too small!"
"What you said will hurt our dragon clan." Bai Ying stretched out his hand, and spread his slender and white palm in front of Cohen: "Don't want it? Give it back to me, and I can go back right away, and I won't have to follow someone behind me every day.
be bullied."
During this period of time, it has been hard enough for Bai Ying to follow Cohen every day, but what is even more difficult is that Bai Ying has to lower his head at any time and concentrate on playing the role of a maid. Like now, there is no one else around and he can talk freely.
There aren't many opportunities.
"Give it back to you? It's a joke. When have you ever spit it out after seeing me benefit from it?" Cohen himself is also playing a hard role. He doesn't know Bai Ying's thoughts. How happy he is to have someone to accompany him to "talk nonsense"
However, he immediately made a look of squinting: "Miss Bai Ying, you actually asked me to take off my clothes in front of you... Can I think that you have been attracted by my charm?
, you can’t help but fall in love with me, were you teasing me with your words just now?”
"You..." Bai Ying was angry: "You simply misinterpreted my words."
"Sorry, I am thinking about your words from the perspective of a normal man." Cohen snorted twice: "And he is a well-educated noble man. Isn't this what you have always wanted?"
Bai Ying raised his head and stopped answering Cohen's words.
"Okay! I know you already have the answer in your mind, sit down and talk about it." Cohen stopped joking and ate snacks one by one: "Just think about it for me, because the crow's wish has now been
It became my doubt, and I had to figure this out."
Bai Ying gathered up his skirt and sat down opposite Cohen: "A white coat, a glass of water, and some bread. This is what Crow needs every day. He is a person with no hobbies. So far, I have not found him.
Are there any other quirks? Then what such a person wants should not be purely material things, right?"
"Well said!" Cohen slapped the table: "There is no need to talk about this issue again, I have already figured it out."
"You thought of it? What was it?"
"I can't say it yet, it's just my judgment and intuition." Cohen said seriously: "But I have other questions. Do you think crows are powerful?"
"which aspect?"
"Of course it's martial arts, a killer's ability to eat."
"If you only look at martial arts and magic, he is very powerful. At least I have never seen anyone more powerful than him." Bai Ying thought of the scene when Crow assassinated Cohen that day. Although more than half a month had passed, he still felt uneasy in his heart.
: "To be able to catch up with you under such a severe attack, his ability can be described as terrifying. I can't imagine how he survived. Although he was treated by a magician, his injuries were not serious. The result was
I still got up the same way the next day."
"Do you think that such an ability can be possessed by a twenty-five-year-old person?" Cohen held his forehead with his hands and asked softly: "Even if the crow is extremely talented, the practice is extremely abnormal."
"It's impossible, or it's unimaginable." Bai Ying shook his head: "In this regard, he is similar to you. Everything you have is not something that a young man in his twenties can possess.
."
"Are you praising me or scolding me?" Cohen chuckled: "However, the crow is right in front of us, and everything about him is real, so we can't help but believe it. Although his strength is confusing, it is the fact.
"
"I can't answer this question." Bai Ying lowered his head and thought about it carefully: "The crow's martial arts and magic are very balanced. This is something that ordinary people cannot achieve in their lifetime."
"Why?"
"More than twenty years is not a long time for cultivation, whether it is magic or martial arts." Bai Ying explained: "As for any attainment that Crow has now, it requires particularly outstanding people.
It takes a human being a lifetime to achieve this, let alone practicing magic and martial arts at the same time, so I have no idea about his assessment of his strength."
Cohen stood up, shook his head and walked around twice.
"What's wrong with you? Just now you looked like you didn't care."
"There are too many questions, and from what you said, the Crow's various strengths can be further improved." Cohen looked at the pale white that appeared on the horizon: "I have fought with him under such circumstances.
I know I can't defeat the injured Crow. If he can still improve, I'm afraid no one on the entire continent can restrain him."
"What do you mean by that?" Bai Ying asked in surprise: "Are you worried that he will pose a threat to you?"
"No, I didn't doubt him." Cohen turned his back to Bai Ying and shook his head, and replied in a low voice: "Although as an emperor or even as an ordinary person, you should doubt him, but I still don't doubt him... I don't
Will doubt my friends."
"What is this?" Bai Ying pursed his lips: "Is this trust or slowness? Or simply say you are stupid?"
"This is what my reason and intuition tell me." Cohen turned around and smiled brightly: "I will never doubt my friends."
"Then what are you worried about?"
"Although we are friends, I still can't help but look for answers, and I'm sure that Crow himself will never say anything. His character is very rare, and he belongs to the type that you can do, but you can't say.
." Cohen continued to circle around: "And me! I think he is very abnormal now, so as his friend, I have the responsibility to get him back to normal. Otherwise, if this drags on for a long time, I'm afraid he will get deeper and deeper into the quagmire.
deep."
"What? The emperor of the empire is not worried about state affairs. Is this crow more important than you expanding the territory and being a madman?"
"These are two different things. No one stipulates that I can't help my friends when I'm a madman." Cohen kicked away a pebble at his feet: "Besides, there doesn't seem to be any national affairs worthy of my concern at the moment."
"Think about your general staff officer!" Bai Ying smiled: "He has a really hard life. He has to win two empires within two years. This is something that other emperors cannot do in their lifetime, and it is not worth it.
Are you interested?"
"What's so difficult about this?" Cohen snorted coldly: "Those two lingering demonic empires are not worth mentioning in my eyes. Basically, there is no difficulty. I gave them enough time and the conditions are mature.
, it’s just that the staff officer hasn’t figured it out yet.”
"I haven't figured it out either."
"So women can't go to the battlefield!" A wicked smile appeared on Cohen's face: "Don't be dazzled by the enemy's mighty armor. You have to pay attention to everything about your opponent, find out their weaknesses and tear them apart...
This is the whole process of fighting."
"Really? I just think you're getting older..." (To be continued)