Chapter 628 Fortunately, this is not Snow White's poison apple set
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At the end, before Goddess of Dawn pushed open the curtain of the next day's glowing light towards the dark green earth, Kelly Fanny took the lead in proposing a temporary farewell to the Lord of Steel.
"I have to rush back first and deal with some small matters first." The old woman said with a smile, "I can't let you see that Locks is not as good as Delmecos in my hands."
The Iron Lord agreed to her small request.
Then, on the afternoon of that day, accompanied by some commotion in the city that was quickly suppressed, the originally flying tyrant flag was replaced on the walls of Locks, and the silver skeleton mask flag of the Fourth Legion was raised.
After 150 years of separation from the adoption of the home world, the Lord of Steel returned to the palace where he grew up.
“…Oh…”
When LOGOS's steel battle boots stepped on the marble steps of the palace, Ramizane's eyes shone because of the excellent ancient palace buildings and various statue artworks on it - this old Greek and Mediterranean culture is quite good! The same as the one in Crete!
"It's really wonderful..." Even though it spans tens of thousands of years and tens of thousands of light years, humans will still build the same beautiful works - Ramizane looked at the ancient and exquisite gold and silver pounding reliefs on the palace gate, and all the famous collections in the museums on the ancient earth flashed through his mind.
Kelly Fanny left the long queue to welcome the new occupants here outside the door, and led him into the gate of the Deltacos Palace. After the noble wanderer and visitor saw the palace enough, he spoke slowly.
"I thought you wouldn't like this place very much. Abo."
The black and white flower dog on the other end of time and space shouted, and I knew it! I knew she must be suspicious! Once you become suspicious, you are full of flaws! Hell, don't ask her why...
"Why say that, sister? Look at the natural weathering of the alabaster that turns into ivory, and look at the traces of history that have been passed by people for thousands of years. This is more natural and vivid than the brand new palace. Isn't it very beautiful and worth my stop for it for a while?"
"Because you lived here for too long, you admired this place when you first came, but when you started to draw more magnificent and exquisite drawings than here, you didn't like it. So, I was surprised that you are like the first time you walked here."
Ramizane had a cardiac arrest.
His first reaction was to start looking for a supplement, but it seemed that he would argue whatever he said. She probably didn't notice it, right? No, right? After all, the body is really original... So many ships and legion soldiers can't pretend to be! Yes, that's it. Let's cheer up. Who dares to think that I'm not Peturabo?
He was about to vaguely pass this matter, but then she said leisurely, "And I thought you were fascinated by the bigger, more charming and more golden buildings above the sea of stars and in the Milky Way."
"...No, sister, after all, the old proverb says that a golden nest is not as good as a dog kennel... Ah, no, I mean..."
Some real Pertulabo covered his eyes with his claws.
"Oh, I understand what you mean." The turbid eyes flashed under the old woman's silver hair, "Although I have never heard of this proverb, its meaning is like our ancient proverbs - whether it is east or west, home is the best place. Isn't it just like the other side?"
"Yes, that's exactly that."
idiot! Ramizane! She is playing with you in her palm!
So she didn't say anything else, but led him to the main hall personally - there was something he would definitely see when he came back this time.
Beneath the elegant dome painted with geometric patterns and gold foil, before the tyrant's throne, in the center of the hall was a marble coffin bed made of Olympian local style, on which was a coffin made of molten crystal with diamond hardness. The exquisite and heavy embroidered velvet cushions in the coffin were the remains of Pertulabo's former adoptive father, the tyrant of Locks, and the planetary governor of Olympia.
——Why is this a bit like the Snow White plot? Fortunately, no one expects me to open the coffin and kiss him to wake him up.
Someone's mind went inappropriately when encountering such a tense and serious occasion, and suddenly reduced the tension to the atmosphere at this moment.
Kelly Fanny stopped a few meters from the coffin.
Ramizane stepped forward cautiously, looking carefully at the coffin with the light in the hall.
He saw a pure human who could only die from the cause of old age.
Damekos's body was well preserved in a special way. His face, full of wrinkles like a shrinking apple core, was calm, thin and slightly sallow. He was wearing the traditional dress of Olympian tyrant, and his figure was obviously shrunk due to his life span. His hunched body was spread out as much as possible on the mat, without any signs of physical transformation, mechanical reinforcement or external mechanical equipment.
Although for different reasons, this arrogant tyrant obviously did not like the attitude of mechanical religion as his son.
After seeing the face of Peturabo's dead adoptive father, Ramizane exhaled a breath of relief, almost took a step back, and walked aside as the funeral home.
But then I remembered that I might not be able to express it too unfamiliar at this time? By the way, what would he do if Pertulabo himself was here?
He searched the memories in his mind and tried to recall some related conversations or details, but unfortunately, he found almost nothing except the series of death talismans listed on the Iron Blood a few weeks ago and the big events on the blood pressure increase table. But he knew very well that Pertulabo was not unkind to Demecos.
If that's the case...
He thought, recalling the funeral he had attended, walked up and gently placed the armored gloves with the quadruple storm blaster onto the face of Demecos above the transparent coffin, trying to make a faint sad and nostalgic expression on his stiff muscles.
Uh... Fortunately, Damecos's remains are quite peaceful and peaceful.
"You know that until he died, he was still trying to regain his original power that you earned for him and rule here instead of the empire?" Kelly Fanny's face was hidden in the shadow beside him.
"I said it, and I can guess it - without his years of turning a blind eye and secretly encouraging the Olympians to be independent, there would be so many civil wars - how could a planetary governor let his subordinates do so? Unless he does not have the courage and skill to calm them down - but Damekos himself desires power, he could never be the kind of person who is helpless in this situation. It is a problem that these nobles can run to me alive and speak loudly."
"But are you still planning to let him be buried at the scheduled funeral?" "Opening the coffin and killing the corpse cannot turn back time, nor is it beneficial to what I want to do at this moment. Why should I do it? It would be better to say that I will cut my funeral budget, but my wife is just buried. "Ramizane quickly took the opportunity to take back her hand and subconsciously put it on the side of her leg armor and wiped it.
"Let him rest in peace. Everything in the past will be buried with this funeral, which is very appropriate, full and very ritualistic."
The Lord of Steel turned around, his silk cloak rustled across the ground, "Come the funeral quickly, everything next on my form...is more important than this funeral. Sisters, you must be before next year."
Kelly Fanny paused, "I'm starting to be curious about the content of your form, brother. Maybe you can talk to me about it after these days."
She walked out of the shadow, still old and had no chance of beauty, but now she looked full of new vitality that she was not convinced of old age. She walked to the Lord of Iron and reached out to try to hold his arm - but unfortunately she was shorter than when she was young, and Pertulabo's body with armor was slightly taller, so she had to grab a few of his fingers regretfully and pull him out.
"Let's go, then let's go out quickly and tell the people below to do everything. Locks will definitely not hinder your decree now, Abbot."
The pigeon tilted his head and looked at the primordial phantom, a black and white flower dog, gritted his teeth and crushed the data board to be processed in his hand with a robot.
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When the various major statistics, big pursuits, big surveys and scenes of crying and overwhelmed dramas performed in various villages and towns that have been vigorously carried out in Olympia these days finally came to an end, the goddess of moon once again threw the silver soft gauze to the mountains and lakes of Olympia.
Many people are destined to be unable to fall asleep on these recent nights.
Ramizane drank fermented juice in front of the window. He looked a little worried or tired, but the descendants who accompanied him were also speechless.
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"'I'm very hypocritical, right?"
"Because the Lord of Steel cannot tell them the whole truth, you and I know clearly that 'Petulabo' also has to bear half the responsibility for this. 'I's decision was wrong, 'I's idea was too naive, and 'I' actually achieved his purpose from their stupid behavior this time."
"For example, when Damekos died, the Olympian civil war and separatist forces rose. Even if this was an excellent reason for me to immediately put down the war in my hand and lead the legion back, I should actually just re-determine the inheritance laws and the successor candidates for the title of planetary governor granted by the Empire, rather than taking advantage of the opportunity to reshuffle everything and re-arrange everything according to my own ideas."
"For example, when I left one hundred and fifty years ago, I should have arranged some disobedient nobles and their allies clearly. I have this ability and this power. It was the best opportunity at that time. If I could gain more relevant knowledge or think and deduce it, I could think of what happened later. But I didn't do that. My heart and eyes were full of the beauty promised by the Emperor and him. Frix, Dantioc, was Pertulabo's arrogance that harmed Pertulabo, or was the knowledge that Pertulabo had known and acquired after birth? "
There seemed to be someone on the other side of the distant space and space that smashed the document in his hand angrily again.
And Frix here is obviously at a loss about it, but he only hesitated for a few seconds.
"This is definitely not your fault, sir. You will not be wrong, father. This must be the disrespectful words of those too damn noble insects that make you feel uncomfortable. They are not worthy of your kindness!"
He walked to the Primrose in Dantiok's shocked gaze and said firmly.
"The acceptance points set up by the Legion warriors have already begun to accept applications from service families, and our pharmacy department is also sorting out the list and starting to correspond to the names and information on the application form to the list of warriors in each camp. The earliest and latest batch of Iron Warriors have returned to their hometowns - everything is being carried out as you ordered, no doubt, father, as you expected."
"But will my order be accepted by all the Iron Warriors? My son." His Primrose, his father, his Lord of Steel turned to him, with a moving worry in his voice and expression. "Will you follow me and execute my order meticulously? Even if my request is such an impossible task, even if I ask you to follow me from the Emperor's leadership?"
Fricks stayed by Peturabo for 150 years and had never seen the Primrose like this. He was shocked, obviously, Dantioc was too. Such a weak attitude greatly diluted the content of his terrible words, and undoubtedly made Fricks become cold as iron as the iron-hearted or shaken to the human heart that he had accepted his fate as early as the War of Unification of Terra.
But he just hesitated for a while and then immediately made a decision.
He said, "You must not express any doubt at this time, sir. Your order has begun to be executed. I beg you to believe us and your descendants. We have been meticulous in executing your orders so far. What you ask us to do is completely different from what we were asked to do before. Many of us... indeed, we cannot face the huge changes in our homes, but we all know the tasks you have given us. Your sons are completing the impossible tasks you have given us. Therefore, you must be firm, our Lord, and show them your will to move forward. If you see your self-doubt by other soldiers, it will cause them to feel unstoppable."
"That's true, father."
At this moment, Dantiok also arrived beside the Primarch. Although the Primarch was sitting there, the Primarch's Ice Blue eyes were still slightly looking down at his sons, and the dim morning light penetrated out of the glass window showed little bits of broken gold.
So Dantioc bent his knees, and put his hands on his father's knees in a docile manner, and looked up at his primordial body, "It is the most important to show everyone that you feel that your determination to judge is absolutely correct. Adult. Self-resistance... Asking about our hearts is an ancient, humble and intelligent behavior, but it is not suitable for everyone to learn from you at this moment, perhaps, after your plan is fulfilled, my Lord."
The Chief Trident and the War Blacksmith's hint was in line with the Primarch's wishes, but there was no doubt that the Lord of Steel straightened his back and slowly breathed a breath.
"You are right, the descendants of the Lord of Steel." He paused for a moment, with a hint of certainty and curiosity, "Did everyone really execute my order meticulously in the process of progress at the moment? No surprise?"
Fricks choked, but before Dantiok spoke, the chief trident immediately said, "In a few cases, there is some small controversy, sir, but that is only a few, and it was immediately suppressed."
"Those guys said." The Primrose smiled without compassion and faintly, "Take them back to the ship and break up the teams into the front line. I hope they can learn more about life from the forward battle."
"Yes, sir."
"If there is any resistance or extra unnecessary life, it will be executed after public trial. Pass the trial and results to every village and town - I want the aristocrats' judgments and the personnel and orders who ask to send their children to the city to participate in compulsory education to these places at the same time before school starts."
There was a black and white flower dog murmured from the air and said that it was barely satisfied this time.
(This chapter ends)