After returning to the palace, His Majesty Cohen locked himself in the room the whole night. Bai Ying, who never left his side, could only stand outside the door and wait, and the imperial concubines were not able to go in.
A certain little princess went to spy and came back to tell everyone that His Majesty Cohen was sitting alone inside, but occasionally he would grit his teeth and write and draw on the paper with a pen, not knowing what he was doing.
When His Majesty the Emperor's relatives heard the information about the little princess, they felt relieved. What they were most afraid of was that the Emperor would not do anything. The gnashing of teeth was very normal, because it meant that the Emperor was doing business. Waiting
As soon as he finished his tricks and opened the door, a plan was drawn up - usually a plan that was doomed to disaster for someone.
So, no matter how deep the night was, all the heavyweight imperial ministers gathered in Prince Weisu's room with one heart and one mind, waiting for the moment when His Majesty the Emperor opened the door. They drank leisurely, played chess, and handled government affairs. They felt bored.
The most outrageous guys will even find a secluded corner to quarrel and argue. If someone happened to make a surprise attack on Prince Visu's residence at this time, and if the attacker's ability happened to be sufficient, half of the team of the Sibia Empire would be overturned.
The expressions of the four imperial concubines were very relaxed, because they had just finished counting the funds in the temple documents.
Princess Feline is a calm woman, and no amount of money can change her expression; Princess Dill is a big boss who is used to seeing money, and she has long been bored by strings of numbers; and Wensi
Princess Li is an elf who turns a blind eye to money... Only Princess Kaili stuck out her tongue in surprise when she saw the final total.
"What, have you calculated everything?" Her action was noticed by Prince Weisu who was standing aside. The prince put down the wine glass in his hand, turned to Princess Feilin and said, "Show me the result."
"Yes, father." Princess Feilin handed over the results, "This is a very generous donation to the temple."
"Will all these funds be allocated to internal affairs? I understand." After receiving a positive answer, Prince Weisu nodded, "In this case, we can use a small part of the money to contribute from the Gallo Empire.
transport fleet to conduct a procurement operation along the main ports on the mainland."
"Gallo's fleet is fine. Because of the assassination, Gallo has doubled the number of ships to apologize for the assassination. They are almost here. Once these ships arrive at the port, the waiting sailors can be replaced. But you have to buy
What's coming back?"
"The country is based on agriculture, so we will pay high prices to purchase agricultural animals. The price is so high that other countries are willing to sell us the agricultural animals that are in use." Prince Weisu smiled slightly, "An extra head is a head, and we can't
If you delay even one day, you cannot wait for the fleet to arrive before starting the acquisition. Dill, you must be prepared, and it is best to make use of idle merchants to act first."
"I understand, father, I will inform you immediately."
"Your Highness the Prince, ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen!" While everyone was discussing the details, the secretary who came along the way saluted at the door, "His Majesty the Emperor invites you to go to the conference room. Your Majesty has already gone ahead."
"I understand." The prince nodded, "Everyone, busy days are coming again, let's go!"
The meeting lasted until dawn. At the end, several generals who participated in the meeting almost ran to the military headquarters. Prince Weisu and the princesses, who also stayed up all night, felt better and could go back to their rooms to rest.
Among all the attendees, the only one who was in high spirits was His Majesty the Emperor, who had been clamoring to go to the martial arts hall early in the morning.
When he walked to the martial arts hall, the clerk, who had not slept all night, realized that this was not the case, because His Majesty the Emperor took out one official document after another from his pocket like a magic trick, and the matters assigned to him were also one after another.
Definitely not a means of handling daily affairs.
Before the secretary could fully digest these things, His Majesty the Emperor had already changed his clothes in the dressing room and came out.
"Your Majesty." Seeing Cohen dressed in black, the secretary opened his mouth in surprise, "You are dressed like this to..."
"You've been busy all night, so just take a rest here and do the things I've asked you to do carefully." Cohen took the long knife handed over by Bai Ying, left the secretary in a daze, and led Bai Ying to the next door.
Walk to the martial arts arena.
"Okay, do it again, harder."
In the martial arts arena, Crow is putting all his energy into "fighting" with the cute little princess Qin Lun. Princess Qin Lun is wearing a fitted white samurai uniform and is concentrating on waving the wooden sword in her hand, attacking the Crow one after another.
The "sharp" offensive, although it was just a chaotic upward thrust and downward chop, made the crow who was cooperating with her very confused.
"Okay, Princess Qinlun is very skilled." Cohen clapped his hands and approached the two of them.
The little princess's eyes lit up when she saw Cohen. Cohen bent down and kissed Qin Lun's cheek, then squatted down to help her correct the posture of holding the sword, "Let's continue."
"Look at your outfit." Crow blocked Princess Qinlun's attack and glanced at Cohen, "Want to go out?"
"Yes! We're leaving today. Things are relatively simple this time and won't take too long." Cohen carefully held Princess Qinlun's hand and struck a few swords at Crow. "Before I leave, I want to talk to you and Qinlun.
Baby Lun, say something."
"Should I feel honored?" Crow replied calmly, "Just tell me if you have anything to say."
"Actually... there is nothing special." Cohen smiled, "I just want to ask you to pay more attention to the safety of the palace during this period. If you nod, I will have nothing to worry about after I go out."
"Lots of nonsense." Crow put away the wooden sword, squatted down and touched Princess Qinlun's head, and said softly: "Qinlun, let's take a rest."
Princess Qinlun nodded obediently, picked up the two wooden swords, trotted to the seats on the sidelines and sat down obediently, looking here with her big eyes.
"Now that we're here, follow the old rules." Crow stood up and stretched out his hand to grab it, and performed another good trick of letting the sword bounce from the weapon rack into his hand. "I won't hold back today. If you still want to go out, you'd better
Cheer up and deal with it."
"Violence can't solve the problem!" Cohen took a half step back. Although he put his hand on the handle of the knife, he still said with a smile on his face: "Everyone can sit down, drink some water, and eat..."
Before he finished speaking, Cohen's knife turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed towards the crow. The onlookers on the sidelines felt their eyes blurred, but when they calmed down and looked again, the crow's body had already flown out and stood firmly in the center of the field.
Several Guards officers who were qualified to stand on the sidelines knew that the crow's flash just now was the speed of the assassination that day, or in other words, it was a little slower.
Cohen chuckled and took off his cloak with one hand, while Crow only took off his helmet, but the sword was still unsheathed.
"This is your first time taking off your helmet during practice." Cohen stepped forward, gradually lifting the long and narrow knife, and finally pointed the tip of the knife at the crow. "Is there anything special about this action?"
"It's nothing special!" As always, Crow's face was expressionless, "I just accidentally thought that most demon nobles wouldn't wear helmets to fight with you."
"Is that so? Then I don't want to say thank you very much." Cohen took another step, then swung his body, and the gleaming blade came to the crow's chest in an instant.
Faced with Cohen's sudden and fierce offensive, Crow didn't give in even a step. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the weapons of both sides fought hard in the air.
There was a loud "cang" sound, and the sparks flying out from where the swords collided had not yet dissipated, and the two of them had already passed each other.
"If you do this a few more times, your sword will be finished." Cohen turned around, flipping the sword in his hand, pulling out one sword after another, and jokingly said: "You are holding the half-cut sword,
Will you cry?"
"The opportunity is close at hand, you can give it a try." After saying this with his back to Cohen, Crow's body quickly flipped backwards, and the long sword stretched out in a blur of white shadow without warning, and pulled in the air.
A bright silver fan appeared, and in the brilliance that filled the sky, the most dazzling sword tip was pointing at Cohen's throat with lightning speed.
If it were Cohen before he ascended the throne, he might have been in a hurry under the attack of the crow. However, after this period of practice, coupled with the fact that Cohen now understands the power he has more and more, and his techniques have become more and more skillful.
Taking on such an attack is no longer a problem.
Not only did Cohen follow through without any tricks, he also took advantage of the opportunity of the crow to strike back with a knife in the air!
The body floated out to pass Cohen's attack. With his toes, Crow turned around and attacked again. The path of the sword in his hand had changed. He no longer wanted to fight Cohen head-on. The light of the sword changed uncertainly, and the tip of the sword suddenly expanded and contracted, as if
A venomous snake spitting out letters.
Cohen laughed, and his sword skills became more agile. Coupled with his constantly changing pace and body shape, he actually fought on a par with the crow.
"A very weird sword technique." Crow looked at Cohen's forward and retreat movements, "I've never seen you use it before."
"I just came up with it in the past few days, not bad, right?" The smile on the corner of Cohen's mouth became interesting, "Why, do you want to learn? I won't charge tuition if I teach you."
"No need." The long sword in Crow's hand shook, and the sword light burst into a bright silver ball of light in front of him, covering Cohen head-on. "There are too many fake moves."
Cohen calmed down and struck the Crow's sword accurately with a top-down knife. The brilliant silver brilliance created by the sword light immediately dissipated. The Crow's sword hesitated slightly and then made a small spin, stabbing Cohen's throat.
Cohen pressed the long knife, which not only defused the crow's attack, but also cut the tip of the knife toward his right hand. The rapid transition between offense and defense dazzled onlookers.
As if they had reached a tacit understanding, the two of them did not move at all, and their swords were flying up and down in a small space. Sometimes they were slow and elegant, hiding the attack within the defense; sometimes they were fierce and fierce, and there was defense in the attack.
This battle was so exciting, not only did officers like Yan Yan couldn't help but gesture, but even Bai Ying watched intently.
Without any warning, Crow raised his idle left hand and punched Cohen. A dozen wind knives of different sizes tore through the air, causing a car to make sharp noises and flying towards Cohen in different trajectories.
Cohen laughed loudly, and kept the speed of the sword. At the same time, he placed his palm across his chest, forcing a light blue light curtain out of his palm, wrapping all the crow's wind knives. Then he tightened his fingers, and all the rapidly rotating wind knives were gathered in. The blue light curtain shattered and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Cohen's sudden display of this move surprised everyone present. Even Bai Ying, the most knowledgeable among them, couldn't tell whether Cohen's move to fend off the enemy was a martial skill or a magic trick.
As Cohen's opponent, Crow only vaguely knew that Cohen used a special magic technique, especially the small movement of tightening his fingers. It was a very significant feature of the dark demon's protective magic, but for this blue light curtain , but the crow knows very little.
Cohen was quite proud of himself. This blue light screen was the energy he got from the marshmallows as a trick, which was the last cost to save his life on the day of the assassination. During the days of training with the crow, he finally practiced sending and receiving. From the perspective of my heart... As for this technique, of course I learned it from the Demon General.
"Okay!" Crow jumped back and praised him for the first time. His eyes that were unchanging before became sharp, "This kind of martial arts is the opponent I want to fight against."
"It's true." Cohen's smile did not change much, and he still joked in the same way, "A person who has not made progress cannot be praised by others."
With the long sword lying in front of him, Crow slowly exhaled, and the two fingers of his left hand cupped the sword body and slowly slid along the spine of the sword. As soon as the fingers slid over, the originally smooth and clean sword body changed, and the surface It becomes as crystal clear as a mirror, clearly reflecting the surrounding scenery.
"If you sharpen your gun in battle, you will be bright even if you don't shine." Cohen commented harshly: "This sentence is really suitable to describe the present."
"I don't mind." Before he finished speaking, Crow rushed forward, leaving only an afterimage in place. The space between the afterimage and Cohen was filled with sword light, and it silently surrounded Cohen. Crow's body His form has disappeared, but everyone knows that he is hiding in the sword light in the sky - this is his speed and level on the day of the assassination!
Before he could utter an objection, Cohen was caught in the sword light, and the figures of the two men completely disappeared in the sword light. For a moment, the sound of swords clashing with each other could be heard louder and smaller, and the flying sparks were dense and sparse at times.
The sword light formed a big ball, rolling around in the field. Gradually, a faint blue light band overflowed from the sword light... With a roar, Cohen in black flew out of the ball of light, and a sculpture on the side of the field Using the force of the flower cylinder, it flew back, and the blue long sword made an unusual sound and rushed into the sword light again.
This time, Cohen seemed to gradually adapt and keep up with the crow's speed. The crow's sword light was suppressed by the blue light and gradually narrowed the range.
Finally, amid a burst of intense metal collisions, the sword light in the sky disappeared. But most viewers were surprised to find that the bodies of the two people were parallel to each other in the air, and they were rapidly turning in the same direction, and the swords were also moving at once. The impact - when they are about to hit the ground, they will hit the ground with their swords and use the force to fly into the air again.
They fought happily, but the bystanders were worried, fearing that something might happen to the two of them, but no one dared to stop them at this time.
Fortunately, just like when the attack occurred, the two men stopped their attacks at the same time without any warning. Crow, who was dressed in white as snow, had a calm expression on his face, as if nothing had happened; while Cohen, who looked fierce, had no feeling in his chest.
The fabric is undulating, and there are a few cracks in the material at the cuffs and shoulders... Judging from this point alone, Cohen will not be able to reach the level of Crow for a while.
"Hey, it's not bad!" After breathing less rapidly, Cohen said, "I told you earlier, don't even think about beating me."
"It's true, you didn't lie this time." Crow nodded slowly, with a hint of rare admiration in his eyes, "If you can continue to improve, you should be able to become my opponent in practice."
"It should be possible...is this an encouragement or a blow?" Cohen stepped forward and stared at the crow with provocative eyes, "Didn't it mean that none of us can get away with it if we go all out? Why did you say it in a blink of an eye?
Has it changed?"
"Practice does not mean fighting." Crow put away his sword, "After using the sword with all your strength, if you can't hold back, it will become a life and death battle. And under your attack, I will also have a hard time.
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"That should be it! The gap between us does exist." Cohen looked at the knife in his hand and threw it away. "Your sword is fine, but there are already many gaps on my blade."
"In terms of martial arts, your style has changed. It's no problem to go out." Crow walked towards Princess Qinlun and hugged her.
"Brother is going out for a few days. Baby Qinlun, please be obedient and be a good child." Cohen walked over and stroked Qinlun's head. "Brother will bring gifts to Qinlun when he comes back. He will also prepare some for Brother Crow."
A gift for Qin Lun."
"Ah!" Princess Qinlun grabbed Cohen's sleeve, her eyes full of heartbreaking reluctance, and she didn't know what she was saying.
"Brother promised Qin Lun that he would come back soon. Princess Qin Lun took off the hair ornament on her head and put it in Cohen's hand.
"This is a gift from Brother Crow to Qin Lun. Qin Lun should stay with you at all times." Cohen put it on again for her with a smile, then held her face and said, "Don't worry Qin Lun, Brother Cohen is
Even if I don't wear this headdress with me, I will still remember your appearance clearly in my heart and will never forget anything. My dear Qin Lun, please give me a smile."
After hearing what Cohen said, Princess Qinlun smiled a little.
"Everyone, take care." Patting Crow's shoulder, Cohen walked towards the door.
When he opened the door, he found the general staff officer waiting at the door holding a large pile of files.
"Didn't I tell you everything?" Cohen nodded to Carlos, "What else do you have?"
"Regarding the next military operation, I carefully reviewed the twelve plans formulated by the staff department, and the results were still unsatisfactory. Although with new funding, I can use ordinary means to attack, but I don't want to leave any regrets.
Because the boss’s requirements are different.” There was a hint of shame on the general staff officer’s face, “I have no choice but to ask you, boss, again.”
"That's right." Cohen smiled slightly, "Follow me." (To be continued)