Life of the Emperor Chapter 3

The person blocking the road was a handsome young man, very young, judging from his appearance, it was hard to tell whether he was over 20 years old or not. But he gave people a sense of oppression that did not match his age, I don't know if it was because of his unusually sharp eyebrows or because of his overly tall stature.

David Kevin thought it was a good thing he braked quickly, because at this distance he should have raised his sight slightly, if he had taken two more steps forward he would have had to look up.

He looked up and down at the young man in a very short time - from his neat short brown-black hair, to the full muscles in his arms and chest, to his long legs tucked into his riding boots... He sighed in his heart:

Who are you?

It’s not that he really couldn’t guess who this person was, but he really couldn’t connect him with the naughty kid from back then.

Time flies so damn fast. This kid must have grown so tall by eating feed!

He was stunned for a long time, so long that Oswald's smile suddenly turned into a smile without any expression on his face. He squinted his eyes and said, "You are a forgetful person. It seems that Mr. David Kevin has forgotten me."

"I remember. We spent the whole holiday together. Of course I remember. I was just wondering if I had been in a coma for a few years or centuries. How come you've grown so big in the blink of an eye..." David Kevin casually measured the waist up and down and gestured: "You were only as tall as me before, not even as tall as a cane. Two hairtails can make up one of you."

Oswald: ...

This B@st@ard's skills are still as good as before. Every good word he says sounds particularly mean, no matter how long or short the sentence is, there's always something to make people angry.

After David Kevin finished speaking, he realized that the naughty kid from back then had now become the boss. He immediately coughed, turned his face away and kept silent.

Samuel Osvid suddenly smiled and said slowly, "The holiday I spent with you was so pleasant and unforgettable that I still dream about it occasionally. It's a great pleasure to see you again... Anyway, welcome back."

David Kevin listened to him silently and translated these words in his mind: I will remember the days when you beat me up all my life. After many years, you finally fell into my hands. God has eyes.

Samuel Osvid stared at the subtle changes in his facial expression for a moment, then said calmly, "What's wrong with your face?"

David Kevin laughed dryly: "It's nothing, my tooth hurts. The meat I roasted last night was too hard."

Samuel Osvid said "Oh" when he heard it, raised his head and looked around, then said to Mio who was quietly listening to the gossip not far away: "We have been delayed for a long time, let's all get on our horses. If you don't mind, please come to my carriage. I can't wait to catch up with you."

David Kevin refused without thinking: "No, that's not right, I can just ride a vulture."

Mio yelled at him with an embarrassed look on his face: "There are no extra vultures."

David Kevin turned his head and squinted at him: "Then you have to bear with it and give me half of the seat."

Mio patted the muscular neck of the horse eagle and said, "No problem, come on up, and buy another one when you pass by the wandering land. Your Majesty, is that okay?"

David Kevin raised his foot and was about to walk over there.

Samuel Osvid heard this and turned to look at Mio, saying word by word: "Okay."

Mio looked at him innocently for a long while, and suddenly realized something. He slapped his thigh and cried "Ouch!" "Oh no, my leg is cramping! I can't move, ouch---hiss, why don't you get on the carriage David Kevin, I can't move for you---"

As he spoke, he started to act out. His calves were shaking and he laid his whole body on the eagle's back, taking up all the possible space and howling.

David Kevin: ...

He was amazed by Mio's ability to die as he said. He gave Mio two middle fingers to encourage him, then followed Samuel Osvid shaking his head, reluctantly but having to keep smiling.

The carriage was parked outside the forest, pulled by three pure black eagles. They were much stronger than ordinary horses, with thick and curly manes behind their necks, covering the huge eagle wings on their backs, looking strong and beautiful.

David Kevin then discovered that there was not only an elite squad of the Bronze Army, but also more than fifty heavily armored cavalrymen, lined up on both sides of the carriage, with a solemn and murderous aura.

David Kevin: ...Are you here to look for someone or to rob?

He gave the cavalrymen a strange look, and was pushed into the carriage by Oswald.

"Why is there such a scene?" David Kevin turned around and asked subconsciously.

"If a man who has been dead for seven years suddenly sends a distress signal between the Wandering Lands and the GEthant Orc Tribe, would you believe it?" Samuel Osvid slammed the carriage door with his backhand and said bluntly, "This is the result of my change of mind."

David Kevin said "Oh" and said, "What was the idea before it was changed?"

Samuel Osvid propped up the top of the carriage with one hand, glanced at him from top to bottom, and said, "Let the Black Iron Cavalry come over to sweep the place. No matter who is behind this, we will first ask the mastermind if they are caught. If they don't cooperate, we will kill them on the spot."

... David Kevin said: "Isn't there a priest's academy? At least we can estimate it roughly."

"The Priesthood?" Samuel Osvid sneered. "Half a month ago, Michael stayed in the observatory for a whole night. I don't know what the hell he saw, but he suddenly went crazy, his hair was disheveled, he ran around, and he almost fell off the cable car and died. Now he stays in the Pantheon all day, biting everyone he sees and can't speak. Without him, the remaining group of useless people in the Priesthood are not worth mentioning. Just yesterday, Shinsa fainted one of them. Expecting them to figure out the specific situation? Dreaming quickly."

David Kevin clicked his tongue twice, not sure if he felt it was a pity or something.

After a moment, he came to his senses and asked in confusion: "Since you don't know anything, why did you change your mind?"

Samuel Osvid paused after hearing this, staring at the square table in the carriage without saying a word, as if he had a great interest in the silver wine glass on the table.

David Kevin narrowed his eyes.

This look is exactly the same as when he was a child. Every time Oswald shows this expression, it means that he is a little guilty...

 

David Kevin thought of the bear from his childhood, and he poked Samuel Osvid with the handle of his dagger without any hesitation, and urged him with a stern face: "I'm asking you a question."

... Samuel Osvid did not react for a moment, and he spoke subconsciously: "After receiving the notification from the Priestess, I took people to your grave."

David Kevin: ...

Oswald: ...

After a few seconds of silence, David Kevin sneered with a dark face: "After more than ten years, you have become quite good! You have learned how to dig graves and open coffins, right?!"

Samuel Osvid replied without hesitation: "What else! You rush out without checking? How can you be so interesting?"

"I'm always so interesting---" David Kevin raised his foot to hit him.

It would be a dream to expect a man who grew up in the military to be gentle. David Kevin had a deceptively gentle face, but there was nothing else on his body that could be called gentle and kind.

As soon as he lifted his foot, David Kevin suddenly came back to his senses from his inertial mode: ... It's over, the sole of the shoe is facing the emperor, how can I put it down as if nothing happened...

... Samuel Osvid finally remembered his current identity. He stared at the sole of the shoe in front of him for a while and said mockingly: "After being unconscious for so many years, it's not easy for Mr. David Kevin to still kick so high."

Just as David Kevin and Samuel Osvid looked at each other, someone knocked three times on the carriage door.

David Kevin put down his legs without saying anything, turned around and opened the door: "Who---"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the little lion climbing onto the carriage with a grunt, saying, "That curly-haired guy neither let me go nor allow me to climb onto the horse and vulture, and he forced me into the carriage."

"Curly? Which Curly?" David Kevin looked outside and saw Mio in front of him turned around and waved at him.

Fortunately, you still have some conscience.

David Kevin muttered to himself and dragged the boy into the car without saying a word.

Samuel Osvid groaned, frowned and said impatiently: "Why, you are not annoyed with the little brat anymore, and you even take one with you when you go out?"

The boy blinked, and without asking for a seat, he leaned against the corner and sat down cross-legged, saying, "No, he beat me up several times yesterday."

David Kevin: ... What kind of nonsense are you suing to a stranger?

The boy turned around and sneezed toward the door, rubbed his itchy nose, and said in a muffled voice: "But he boasted to me yesterday that I wasn't the worst off. He once took care of a kid about my age, and that kid was even worse off than me. I don't know which unlucky kid that was."

Oswald the Unlucky: ...

David Kevin picked up a large gooseberry from the fruit bowl on the table and stuffed it into the boy's mouth without any hesitation, filling it tightly.

The boy was so jealous that he burst into tears and had no time to make trouble.

Samuel Osvid said slowly: "Show off..."

David Kevin said seriously: "No."

Samuel Osvid chuckled briefly, brushed his shoulders and walked around him, sat down steadily, supported his knees with one hand, picked up a map spread out on the table with the other hand and continued to read it, ignoring David Kevin. This man sat in a very stubborn posture, with his knees spread out domineeringly, as if closing them a little would be unfair to his long legs.

In short, he occupied the entire cross seat, the only place available for sitting in the carriage.

David Kevin scanned his posture twice, and simply leaned against the door and said, "Excuse me, Your Majesty, if you insist on putting me in the carriage, where do you plan to let me sit?"

Samuel Osvid raised his eyelids, picked up the half-cup of fruit wine on the table and took a sip. Just as he was about to speak, the carriage wheels made two dull sounds and the carriage suddenly started moving.

The vulture pulling the carriage was too strong to fly, but its huge wings were the best help in moving forward. With a flap of its wings, a strong wind blew and the carriage immediately sped away.

David Kevin, who was leaning against the car door, was caught off guard and thrown out by inertia, knocking over the table and hitting Samuel Osvid hard, knocking the silver cup out of his hand.

David Kevin quickly propped himself up and stood up, trying to find his balance in the fast-paced race.

He finally managed to stand firm, and found that not a drop of the spilled wine was left, but all of it was poured onto Samuel Osvid's crotch, probably as a retribution for him sitting with his legs apart and occupying two seats.

Samuel Osvid's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot: ...

He looked down and said to David Kevin indifferently, "Did your little brain run away from home? Why don't you just extend the range and fly out of the carriage directly?"

David Kevin subconsciously wanted to say "Are you itching again?", but luckily he was pulled back by reason before he could say it.

He had a rare chance to save his dignity, and he didn't expect Samuel Osvid to point out a seat for him. He simply imitated the boy and sat down on the spot, leaning against the wall of the carriage. He closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, thinking worriedly: I can't help but want to beat the emperor, what should I do?

The wheels were spinning very fast, and David Kevin was shaken for a while and actually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the sky outside was already dark and dim. He didn't know when a blanket had been put on him, a thick blanket used in winter, which wrapped him tightly from neck to feet, making him sweat and almost go crazy with the heat.

David Kevin: ...

No one else can do such a wicked thing except Oswald!

David Kevin rolled his eyes, lifted the blanket and wanted to hit him, but he found that the young emperor who was originally sitting in the car was nowhere to be seen. Not only that, even the boy who was hiding in the corner was nowhere to be found.

He frowned, tensed his nerves, held his breath and listened for a while, but found that it was quiet outside the car.

No, to be precise... it's silence - the kind of silence where even the sound of the wind disappears and gives people goose bumps.