Since moving to the capital, no, it should be said that Cohen has never felt this way when entering his own capital. Not just low-key, not just calm, but sneaky and slightly embarrassing in a vast and warm environment.
Entered the city gate.
If you break this feeling down, it can't compare to a certain time in the past. After all, he once had the experience of being burned into a roast duck and flown home.
But the combination of these feelings made him feel novel. The whole city was filled with solemnity and joy, except here. There were no colorful flags hanging at the city gate, no guard of honor, and not even a few fallen leaves on the ground were swept away. But the doorway was crowded.
There were several people, who, like Cohen, wrapped their bodies in large cloaks, with almost only a pair of eyes exposed - these were all Sbia's core ministers!
Cohen stepped into the doorway, and there was a soft "swish" sound behind him, and the magic barriers fell one after another. Everyone took a long breath and took off their hoods in unison. Cohen looked at these people with an unknown smile on his face,
So everyone felt a little guilty, especially the justice standing in the front row who had begun to laugh.
Cohen was laughing at their unnecessary effort. In fact, everyone knew that the camouflage ability of a large cloak was not very good, but humans are strange creatures, and they always feel that they are much safer if they are wrapped in something. But looking at it from another perspective, magic
Is the barrier really useful? Before the eyes of gods and demons, who can guarantee that it is not just another cloak?
Then, naturally, Cohen's smile turned into self-deprecating. However, his expression changes like this, which reassured several brothers who had never seen him. It seemed that he was recovering well, and there were several emotional changes in the blink of an eye.
Oh! At this time, no one thought how unruly a normal Cohen would be...
"Ah, my brothers, have you all eaten?" He walked up to the brothers and looked at the handsome justice first: "Oh, I am getting better and better at dressing up. How old is my birthday with this gem?
Is there a gift? I didn’t expect to see it again!”
"You gave this to me with your own hands!" Jack replied cautiously: "As a reward for hiring me to act!"
"I really forgot if you didn't tell me." Cohen nodded, as if he suddenly understood: "So, you have burned that ugly Orc doll, right?"
Jack was about to say something to shirk responsibility, but a sharp pain from the outside of his thigh made him gasp, because the blood lord's method of choking people was still as vicious as before!
"You guys communicate slowly, I have to find something to eat." Cohen turned a blind eye and looked at the military generals in the back row: "It's better to meet by chance than to invite me. Let's treat me to a meal - barbecue for half a month.
But it costs lives."
"Then you should eat soybean flour biscuits for another half month." Haiert grinned and gloated: "The hotel my wife runs is first-class! It's right next to the palace."
"Well, just eat your food. Stop shouting at the two fighting over there and let them eat you!" Cohen thrust the cloak into the hands of the general staff officer and strode out. The latter
With a depressed look on his face, he could only continue, and then followed at the end of the team, followed by Cohen, Helter, and Moya.
Speaking of which, the Haiert family hotel was the product of a complaint. Because the food in the palace was delicious, but everyone couldn't go there every day, so this important matter was entrusted to Haiert. It is not far from the palace, and even
For the sake of convenience, some people built a direct tunnel for their own benefit. Of course, the imperial concubine nodded to this request.
This place does not recruit foreign guests, only the highest-level Sbia officials are received, and anyone who enters has a first-level confidentiality level. The hotel itself is also under the jurisdiction of the Liaison Department, and the only non-staff member is Helter's wife, who is responsible for introducing the dishes to everyone.
And wine pairing, of course, and occasionally serving as a marriage consultant.
The food was delicious and the terrain was high. Sitting in the main seat, Cohen had a good view and could see many grand events in the city. His avatars were already returning to the city one after another. Every time a clone arrived at the city gate, it would inevitably trigger an explosion.
There was a wave of cheers like a tsunami! The well-dressed welcomeers and the travel-worn followers shed excited tears while hugging each other, and each of them shouted until they were hoarse.
Of course, only a few followers can reach the waiting city, and the others have been dispersed and resettled in camps arranged along the road. In fact, the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Sbia is so busy right now that it has no time to think about how to use these batches.
People, please circle them first and learn some etiquette and rules before we talk!
After entering the city, the clones still walked, walking through the rain of petals all the way to the city's central square, where they merged with the other clone who stayed behind in the city. The latter had been standing by the fountain meditating for two months.
The return of each clone will make him taller and majestic - this is an exaggerated technical job. In the basement at the feet of the clones, there are more than thirty magicians busy.
Cohen looked at the "clone" standing there and sighed softly.
"That young man is pretty good. He has been standing for two days at a stretch." Moya followed Cohen's gaze and said softly: "He was a major before and had military merit."
Cohen did not answer immediately. He lazily took two bites of the food and then asked the people sitting there: "Have you all changed your gender?"
"What are you talking about?" Haiert asked back, then lowered his voice: "Don't talk about pink topics here!"
"When encountering this kind of situation before, you have already had a huge quarrel, right?" Cohen explained: "Ask me what I did, what trouble I caused, etc. Not to mention Haiert and Moya, Staff Officer, don't you
Has it changed too?”
"First of all, Your Majesty, I am the General Staff Officer." Carlos emphasized his position seriously: "Secondly, your estimate of me is too optimistic. I have many things to report to you. You know these can be
These are all urgent military matters..."
The General Staff Officer's mouth was blocked by a chicken leg. Helter said with a smile: "The two talkative guys have been left behind. Doesn't he just want to be quiet? Don't pretend to be confused and force others.
Too much will never end well."
"You really have nothing to ask me? Or are you really not worried?" Cohen smiled. In fact, when Carlos said the word "you" in the conversation, it was also a change!
"To be honest." Moya took a sip of wine and said calmly: "I'm used to it."
"That's a good thing to say! Get used to it! No matter what happens tomorrow, the worst luck is to be poor and have nothing, and we are not afraid of that!" Haiert greatly appreciated Moya's words: "Just for these words, everyone has to come.
Have a drink!”
The crystal wine glasses were raised, creating a military-style collision in the air. Amid the aroma of fine wine and dishes, everyone downed the fine wine in one gulp, and then began to tell jokes and settle old scores, making the atmosphere extremely lively.
After two people who had been left behind came over, they also joined the party in a daze, and all the dark history in the past was dug up and exposed to the light...
Occasionally there would be a disconnect, and the box would fall into a strange silence, but it would be broken by someone after a while, and another happy topic would be brought up, which would usually make someone have the urge to silence them.
Perhaps all gatherings of old friends in the world are like this, but the waiters are very frightened because the food and wine brought in have exceeded the quota, and there are also a lot of broken things. What is even more frightening is that although everyone is an old man from the liaison department,
Some scenes and topics are beyond your own knowledge!
For example, His Majesty Cohen stood on the table and ordered everyone to pour a whole bottle of Blood Lord's twenty-year-old wine. The waiters who saw it at the time wanted to dig out their own eyes, otherwise they were threatened and retaliated by Blood Lord!
Helter's wife had already quit the hotel. She was a smart woman and knew when to avoid it. But one of the consequences was that no one in the hotel could stop the guests' behavior. To be honest, there are not many people in the world who can stop the guests.
Someone who can advise His Majesty, right? So at the beginning of the matter, the information that His Majesty was drinking and having a party was sent to the top.
But the strange thing is that neither the imperial concubine nor the prince replied, and even the old dean who was most enthusiastic about disciplining His Majesty did not show up...
Or maybe the princess, the prince and the old dean are too busy?
"It's late at night." After consuming hundreds of dishes and sixty bottles of wine, Cohen waved his hand and said, "That's it, get out!"
"Withdraw! Withdraw!" Helter, who was blushing after drinking, echoed Cohen's words. When he stood up, he naturally hid two bottles of wine and a piece of meat in a hidden place, ready to run away at any time, completely forgetting about it.
This hotel is in his own name.
"Disgraceful!" Moya kicked Haiert on the butt, holding the unsteady Chancellor and Blood Lord between his hands.
The hard-working General Staff Officer is trying his best to clean up the mess in the box. Although he is not a professional, he must at least straighten the table with a missing leg, right? There are also holes in the screen and other things.
Just cover it with something.
After a while, Cohen walked out in a personable manner and threw a bag of coins as he passed the counter: "No need to look for it."
"Thank you for your patronage!" The waiter standing at the counter thanked him loudly, but he felt very bitter in his heart because the money given by His Majesty was not enough at all, and it was almost enough as a tip alone.
The next person walking by was Helter. He placed the two bottles of wine on the counter in a hasty manner, then stared at the waiter like a monster and said: "I brought these two bottles of wine from outside! You know
Bar?"
"Yes, Your Excellency, this is what you brought." The waiter nodded, bent down and took out a bag, which was just the right size to hold two bottles of wine: "This is the package you left at the counter, please click and accept it.
"
While Helter was negotiating with the waiter, Moya walked over with two people between him, as if he didn't recognize Helter.
Finally, the General Staff Officer walked past the counter. It was obvious that this highly regarded general maintained good manners at this time. He nodded to the waiter: "Please express my greetings to Madam for me, and I hope she can
Decorate a more stylish box - General Helter will be responsible for the cost."
"Rearrange the room?" The waiter didn't understand it for a while, but soon he knew the whole story. Because there was the sound of things collapsing from the box upstairs, he could even tell that it was a table made of a whole piece of fragrant wood.
Hit the ground!
"It's really troublesome if things are not strong. Many furniture dealers are half-empty." The general staff officer sighed and left, leaving behind a sad and angry waiter.
Cohen waved goodbye to several close friends by the palace wall, and told them that they could come to him at any time in the next few days, and then went in without looking back.
It was only then that the personal guards came up to support the shaky chief, the chancellor and the blood lord. These two people were completely beaten. The remaining three people could barely stand, but no one wanted to show off here. I had a weak side, so I forced myself to walk towards the parking lot.
"Actually, I have been very worried all night." Halfway through, the general staff officer suddenly said: "But you didn't give me a chance to speak."
"We all have worries, but there is no need to be very worried." The first person to answer was not Geert, but Moya, who had always been mature and prudent: "You also know your character. Once you open your mouth, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest all night. Come down."
"I don't quite understand." said the General Staff Officer, "Can you explain it?"
"What Moya means is that Cohen, he won't care about these things anymore, and don't bother him with such trivial matters anymore." Helter took out a bottle of wine, bit the cork with his teeth and pulled his neck. With a "pop" sound, the aroma of wine overflowed: "He will no longer interfere with your staff and our army. There are also legal matters, even the liaison department, they will all be responsible for themselves in the future!"
"Did you really let go..."
"Everyone should have grown up, right?" The general staff officer was interrupted by Moya before he finished his words: "Cohen's meaning is very obvious. After all, he has limited energy alone and there are too many places that he cannot take care of. Think about him. Your opponent still can’t understand?”
"Of course I understand, but for a while, I was very uncomfortable with it." The general staff officer sighed: "Unknowingly, we have finally reached this point."
"I think it's okay." Haiert threw away the empty bottle in his hand and took out another bottle: "He wants to be the core of something and deal with the higher-ups. It's more than ten times harder than us... Thinking of this, I feel balanced!"
The general staff officer knew that these two people had the deepest friendship with Cohen and could speak without any scruples, so he just shook his head and smiled bitterly. However, he thought that he had to rely on himself for the huge layout in front of him. Without the backbone of the past, his back was full of worries. There were waves of chills: "Are you completely ignoring him? Well, although I understand him, I don't understand him as deeply as you do."
"He does not regard himself as the emperor of the empire. You all know this." After Moya was silent for a moment, he decided to tell his feelings to the general staff officer: "But in fact, holding such a position has affected his character, and even Corroded by something... Maybe he decided to put something aside, or he wanted to make people realize something... In fact, he had already prepared, so he tried his best to promote the maturity of our group, so now is the time to test his plan Already."
"In this case, let's meet tomorrow!" The General Staff Officer stopped in front of the carriage: "Speaking of which, you two must be under the jurisdiction of the General Staff Department and cannot be absent!"
Just as Haiert was about to retort, there was a soft sound from the Youshuang Palace, and then, a gorgeous firework bloomed in the night sky, and the misty and beautiful light lit up the roofs of half the city.
"Tsk tsk, he actually started to please the imperial concubine." Haiert sighed with emotion: "These fireworks are not cheap!"
"Then why don't you go buy some?" Moya got into his carriage: "I'm sure these fireworks will be sold out soon."
"Why?"
"Everyone's life or death is unknown." Moya sighed: "Don't you all want to please your family?"
There was another soft sound, and the beautiful fireworks rose in the night sky, and the dazzling arc of light lingered for a long time. But when everything fell silent, the stars in the sky were revealed again, from before your eyes to the end of the sky...