ps1: The new oad at Fantasy Carnival has been fucked... Damn, tm will come to the previous episode as soon as he lacks money. It’s so good that he is so happy.

ps2:...I finally know what the cherry-shaped insect looks like today. I was so pure and pure in the past...

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"It's so cold..." Caesar stood in the square outside the palace, staring blankly at the dark sky, and sighed softly.

"Finally give up?" Hannibal quietly came to him, "I know this will definitely become a farce, so I'm too lazy to go in, so I won't let you go... Now it seems that this is a big loss. The Thunder King roared in Whitehall, looking down on his invincible eyes, and the heroes of Brittania are holding back... How powerful and domineering is this."

"If it weren't for that woman, I wouldn't even pay attention to those guys who were not for that woman." Caesar said indifferently, "Hannibal, I probably know why you are the consuls who became the consul. If the authority of the Pope's Hall fell into her hands, the Seven Holy Land would become the Six Holy Land in a hundred years."

"Is that so? Everyone needs to be saved and guarded." Hannibal sighed, "Is this brave or stupid?"

"This is not life or death," Caesarm said coldly. "After all her unrealistic fantasy will burn everything she cherishes and herself... I really want to see what kind of virtue she is when everything is destroyed and regrets she cries."

"Is that?" Hannibal smiled, "When did you learn to be arrogant? You are obviously heartbroken. The weak girl gave up all her ideals and took on the burden of the country. She moved forward alone in the misunderstanding and planning of everyone... Such a scene must make you unable to bear to watch again, and your heart will be filled with anger."

"Hannibal, why haven't I discovered it before? You can deserve such a beating?" Caesar glanced at him.

"No, no...no...no, no, no, no, is willing to fight a savage who suppresses anger." Consul Guang waved his hand.

"Then go home and go with Hideyoshi." Caesar strides forward, and Hannibal smiles indifferently: "By the way, the girl from the Orcart family is still waiting in front of you. Don't you go and see them? Although you are just using her, she seems to be very grateful."

Caesar did not comment, but just sneered coldly, and Hannibal watched Caesar leave. The figure of the king was as unshakable as the peak of Arret in the solemn cold winter. It was obvious that this active volcano from Northeastert was slowly accumulating the power of eruption. As for when it would detonate, it depends on his own mood...

Cecilia looked under the tree, and the girl in a blue winter dress seemed to be waiting for her lover - although this expression was not ideal, it was obvious that the girl seemed both worried and anxious, but could only wait in vain.

Until she saw Caesar's upright figure appearing in her vision - the king of the north had restrained his anger in the Whitehall. But the unparalleled power of the world still looked around, filling his body, and the pride and aura belonging to the king were fully revealed. Caesar walked towards Cecilia: "Listen to Hannibal, are you waiting for me?"

"Yes!" Cecilia took a deep breath and raised her skirt and saluted, "There is something that must be done."

"Is that right? If you thank me, you'll be spared." Caesar waved his hand, "If it's because I've used you to resent. Then say it out soon. I'm in a bad mood today, so I won't do anything to you."

"No, it's different for me to wait for Your Majesty. If you want to do this today, please allow me to thank you." Cecilia bit her lip, "I really don't know what method..."

"No need. I've said it in Whitehall just now." Caesar said in a cold voice, "There is another reason for doing those things. Don't feel too good about yourself, but for you. It's nothing more than a way to test King Arthur and stand up for you. It's just a reward for this problem. So you don't need to be grateful for it."

Caesar stopped and turned to Cecilia: "After all, you might as well thank yourself. If you chose not to stay but to roll back to the door of judgment in shame, then you would not have a chance at all, let alone I stand up for you - so I should be grateful to you, thanks to your affairs, so I can see something clearly early."

"Is it...a king's business?" Cecilia said carefully.

A terrifying light flashed in Caesar's eyes, and the girl was startled: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it..."

"...You are right." Caesar withdrew his gaze and looked at the distant sky. "But do you still call her king? Such a guy, her justice is not based on the choice of the people's hearts but the fallacy of 'the king is always right'. She has made innocent you wronged in order to fulfill the so-called axioms and rule of law. She carries everything on her shoulders like an innocent fool... Do you still call her king like a prisoner of the throne?"

"Although what I want to say next will make you angry... but I will say this only loudly." Cecilia clenched her fists, with unparalleled firmness in her words, "...I hate, hate the so-called relatives who turned against others after their parents died, hate the big men who had nothing to do with their own interests and even hate the cowards who succumbed to their strength and did not dare to make a sound. However, Cecilia Olcart did not have a little hatred for the king from beginning to end, only this, I can swear with my soul."

"Even if you are almost abandoned by the whole world overnight?" Caesar sneered, "It's such an amazing Avenue of Loyalty and Righteousness."

"No...not because of loyalty." Cecilia shook her head, "...Our generation has grown up almost listening to the legend of the king. Since the day we were born, the king has begun his journey as the heirs of the kingdom. When we started to learn to walk, the king has already held the sword in his hand tightly. When we were still immersed in our own fantasies, the king has given up everything..."

"That was her own fault," Caesarem said coldly, "She is just a mortal, but she wants to do things like God."

"Yes...but she is the one who is willing to give up everything to become our king, she is the one who believes that only she can make Brittany preserve the glory of the past and open up the glory of the future, she is the one who firmly believes that everyone will understand and support the king, she is the one who devotes himself to this country, she is the one who writes sacredness and nobleness with pride and confidence, and she is the one who burys loneliness and sadness with dignity and responsibility..." Cecilia's voice was leisurely and clear, as if depicting an invisible dream. "Your Majesty, I know that after what happened today, everything in Brittany will make you despise and dislike. But... even if it is almost abandoned by the entire country, I have never believed that Brittany has a future like today."

"Your Majesty!" Cecilia stamped her feet in shame and said hatefully, "Please respect yourself!"

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"Where is c.c?" Nodded to Sakiya who was guarding the door, Caesar asked casually, and then sang to the room, "c.c, don't sleep anymore - I had a fight with Artoria, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, you don't know, that's so dark..."

"Master?" Sakiya's confusing voice came, "Miss c.c said, I left in the morning and haven't come back yet."

"What did you say?" Caesar suddenly turned around, and the barbarian suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart, "She... has gone out?"

"Yes." The maid nodded, "Don't you know? Miss c.c has always been out and around."

"c.c... No, I must have gone to buy pizza. Although I am used to eating what I made, I change my taste occasionally. It is understandable for pizza controllers..." Caesar rubbed his temples, "... Or I heard that I had a big fight with that woman, so I went to the palace to comfort that guy. Well, although I was a little unhappy, I was a man after all. In comparison, that woman must be crouched on her own bed and cried... Haha, it is understandable that I need comfort."

At this time, a severe headache suddenly hit Caesar's mind, and some strange and familiar scenes suddenly flashed through his mind. The severe pain made Caesar's eyes dark. The king suppressed this pain and smiled at Sakiya: "...Okay, I'm also confused. Let's go and sort it out first. If you have lunch, you don't have to call me."

He gently pushed Sakiya away in front of him and walked upstairs with a light walk, opposite to his relaxed appearance. However, it was a pain like tearing in his soul. Then, the pain quickly retreated as if it had never existed. As Caesar walked into his room, his mind began to hum in detail, as if the most beautiful voice in the world.

You need to rest... have a good sleep... have a dream... When you wake up from your dream, you will know everything...

This strong hypnotic force was so magical that Caesar's steel-like will was helpless. The strong sleepiness began to torture the king's sober mind, and the barbarian sat on the chair: "Tagueo...Tagueo!"

"I know... I know. You kid always doesn't worry." The demon dragon came from his soul and replied weakly, "I look for me every few days... the soul conversation across the void is very expensive."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Caesar said gritting his teeth. "Are I being attacked by someone mentally? Why can't I resist?"

"I look... I look..." Tagueo was silent for a moment, and then said, "It is indeed a hypnosis method. There is a hint in your soul. When you are hypnotized in a specific way, the content of this hint will appear in your mind in the form of a dream. The reason why you cannot resist is that it was planted when you were very young, secondly, because you have no hostility to the caster, only love and trust, and thirdly, because the caster has no malice."

"That is,?" Caesar struggled to drive away sleepiness.

"In other words, the caster just wants you to see something, something she leaves you, similar to a letter." Tagueo breathed a sigh of relief, "I was startled... By the way, just go to bed and see what the secret is. It is worth the woman named c.c to sneak and use this kind of laborious and time-consuming insurance method."

"C.c... no... I can't sleep anymore, this worry-free woman..." Caesar shook his head and held up his heavy eyelids. "I have a premonition... If I fall asleep, everything may be too late. Tagueo, you have a way to let me see the things that c.c left me in a sane state!"

"It's hard, because the premise of this suggestion is that you are hypnotized to a specific mental fluctuation." Tagueo was embarrassed.

"Can't you decipher it? You are a void demon dragon, can't you even get rid of a little girl who is tens of thousands of years old?" Caesar growled.

"I can, but it takes time... and once you fall asleep, it is impossible to wake up in a short time." Tagueo snorted, "The spiritual power of the Seven Professions is the roughest. Can you withstand it?"

"You don't have to bother with this." Caesar smiled softly, "The best way to fight these negative emotions is pain. Tagueo, in order to control the strength you gave me, you should know what I experienced when I was a child."

"...I know." The demon dragon snorted, "Indeed, it really is nothing to you."

"It's good to know..." In the space where I live, a green arc knife jumped out. Caesar held the hilt. A bright blade reflected his eyebrows and eyes. The king took a deep breath, "My soul... has never been incomplete. I don't know what I experienced before being picked up by the mother king, and what I experienced before and after the awakening of the demon dragon. Many people added all kinds of strange things to my soul, Tagueo's demon dragon mark, the seal designation of the World Stone, and the God of War and others did so much tricks. Today, it seems that c.c also got a kick..."

"But... Tagueo gave me the foundation to stand on the top of the world, the mark of the World Stone gave me the spiritual resonance associated with the entire Northland, c.c...What can you bring to me?"

The comfortable sleepiness was instantly replaced by the torn pain. Caesar's face was expressionless. The knife in his hand turned into a cold light and pierced into his arm. Blood splashed, and a piece of hideous flesh flew out. Looking at the wound that healed quickly under the power of the demon dragon, a cold light flashed in Caesar's eyes, and another piece of flesh was lifted off: "The power of the demon dragon ran away from his whole body back then. This was how I endured the pain of the skin blooming at any time, and exercised the way to control my strength... This pain is so familiar."

Another piece of flesh and blood cracked, and Caesar smiled softly: "It hurts...but, the will is so concentrated and the mind is so clear. I, indeed, live in this world." (To be continued...)

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