The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Fortunately, the other party was not so ignorant that he yelled out a second-rate remark similar to "I didn't beg you to save me".

On the contrary, I don't know which brain circuit is wrong, cc wishful thinking, as long as he repays the kindness of saving his life, Ias will give her the eternal destination called death.

As a result, she voluntarily became the accountant of the "Three Stalks of Wheat" Chamber of Commerce, replacing Ying An, who sometimes fished, to carry out the distribution of affairs.

Ying An also let her do it, anyway, after Joan of Arc's formal growth, this chamber of commerce has become similar to the official organization of aid and relief, and will not pursue any profit-making things. As for the loss of money, it will subsidize him, who has a huge empire behind him. For some people, it is a problem that has hardly been considered.

For a person who is eager to die, embezzlement of money is completely unnecessary.

Therefore, after Ying An taught the relevant accounts to cc, she basically became a hands-off shopkeeper, that is, only at the end of the year would she use the bills for comparison.

CC claims to have been a slave, and after obtaining the power of Suzaku called "Geass" with the ability of "Beloved" from a certain nun, he also spent about ten years in this chaotic land .

Although there are many places that rely on the power of Suzaku in his life, cc is a person with a very strong learning ability, and the chamber of commerce can be regarded as well-organized when entrusted to her. The [Economics Keyboard Man] who talks on paper is much stronger.

After bidding farewell to Joan of Arc, he left a letter, completely handing over the business of the chamber of commerce to cc, and planned to return to the Central Plains clean.

However, what made him helpless was that the desire to seek death of the person in front of him didn't seem to be reduced through labor.

"Of course, if you think that the value of my work is not worth your life-saving grace, then you can also elaborate, black-hearted boss."

CC took off his hood, revealing a head of emerald green hair like a forest elf, and his golden pupils revealed a kind of stubbornness and persistence.

"..."

Suddenly, Ying An turned his head to one side, unconsciously rubbing the reins with his fingers.

What should I do, I feel ashamed to be the black-hearted boss in her mouth after being told like this.

At this time, he felt that he had a feeling of "the white hair scratched shorter, and the hairpin was full of desires".

"Okay, okay." Ying An closed his eyes and spread his hands helplessly: "Strictly speaking, I saved you at the beginning, and it was just a matter of convenience. Based on your performance over the years, we can treat you as a mutual help." Make up for it."

"Then...please fulfill my wish, please...please."

The frozen heart gradually ignited the flame of hope.

She was looking forward to day and night, looking forward to the end called death.

"..."

Everything is silent, but you can clearly understand the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind

Ying An didn't answer, and his closed eyes couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Two people, just like this stalemate.

Then, there was an exceptionally clear sword cry in the woods.

From the black scabbard, a rough and heavy black Qin sword with a few strips of old black cloth wrapped around the hilt (the failed product of Yu Ji's scarf weaving for him) was drawn out.

The clouds covered the moonlight, allowing the lightless sword to completely blend into the darkness of the night.

When cc saw this great sword wrapped in black mist, not only was he not afraid, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

She once saw with her own eyes that this great sword rushed out of the flames and directly penetrated Isabella's head, forcing the other party to become a witch to barely regain half of her life.

Out of thin air, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

It was clearly Qin Jian who was rather straight than bent, but in his hand, it was like a soft sword, flying in mid-air like a dragon, and stabbing straight at CC's forehead.

Even she, who was eager to die, did not expect that the other party would make a move as soon as he said it, and there was no sign of it.

Before death, do you still have some regrets?

As his thoughts flowed, CC didn't know what was going on in his heart, he only felt that the light in front of his eyes was fleeting, leaving only the coldness of the sword's edge passing by on his forehead.

Ying An put the sword back into the sheath, pinched the horse's belly, and the horse, who had been impatient after staying for a long time, let out a long cry, and finally took another step.

"Come on, horse."

"Why?" CC stared blankly at the person driving the horse past her.

"I've killed."

The moment she passed by CC, Ying An stretched out her hand and brushed aside the girl's bangs.

The face of CC is reflected in the mirror that he took out from nowhere.

The Suzaku pattern that was originally engraved on the forehead, even if the flesh was peeled off with a sharp knife, was still indelible after regeneration, and was erased by the sword.

"Killed your proof as the holder of Suzaku's power."

"Next, what kind of life you can live depends entirely on your choice."

Ying An didn't look back any more, and drove the horse, slowly stepping into the darkness.

"Ias, what do you know about me? Why do you make decisions for me!"

"Heh... just think of you as a man who has lived a little longer, occasionally self-righteous."

With a snap, a small wooden sign was thrown over by Ying An, just suspended in front of CC.

"This is an occult talisman, a tool to reduce your presence in the crowd. As a long-lived person, you will use it."

Ying An's voice is fading away.

"You... why do you know?"

"When you live for 2000 years, you will understand."

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Chapter 297 Changes in Chapter 67

Time transition to the end of the sixteenth century.

Kyushu is a barbarian country, and the ever-prosperous Great Qin has never stopped moving forward.

Rendered by the prosperous culture, the vitality contained in this splendor of mountains and rivers is beyond the envy of other small foreign countries.

If it wasn't for the fear that Daqin, the giant dragon, would have indigestion, the whole of Asia might become Daqin's territory.

In order to fight steadily, let the [Alaya Wall] jointly created by the Ministry of Science and Technology and the Department of Rune have enough time to accept it. Today's Daqin, after making a move in the 14th century and occupying most of Asia, has entered the time of digestion again. .

This made those obedient small countries generally feel at ease.

During the period of digestion, the main purpose of Daqin is to recuperate and promote the development of productivity, and there is little time to use the army.

As long as the surrounding vassal states do not act rebelliously and provocatively, Daqin will not bother to interfere in their internal affairs. At most, they will mediate when wars start between the vassal states.

Therefore, in these years, Zhang Juzheng, the prime minister of the Great Qin Dynasty, was very busy.

If not for the recent years, Daqin's communication technology has developed to the point where dozens of [Mozi] communication satellites were launched in space, Zhang Juzheng felt that he might die suddenly on the spot.

In recent years, Daqin's stalls have grown bigger and bigger, with more places to be managed, but fewer low-level officials who can keep up with the quality. In a place where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, even His Majesty the Black Emperor can't see it for the time being. Fu guys became a little unscrupulous.

If it weren't for the communication satellites that allowed the guards in various places to quickly respond to intelligence, he still doesn't know how much information about civil uprisings he would have to deal with.

Thinking of this, he rubbed his eyebrows while processing the memorial in front of the screen. Even with the blessing of the power of the Black Emperor, he is already in his 50s, and he doesn't know how long he will be able to work in this position. .

After straightening his gray hair, Zhang Juzheng stood up alone, and looked at the senior civil servants of Daqin who were doing calculations on the steam engine [analytical machine] in the office hall. He pushed open the door and planned to take a walk in the corridor to see through it. gas.

On the corridor carved with jade railings, he swayed and walked leisurely and lightly.

On both sides of the corridor, at intervals of one meter, there are portraits of a person, either majestic, or restrained, or riding a horse and drawing a bow, or standing with a sword, all kinds of portraits, dizzying.

Without exception, they are all outstanding people of the era, and they are the famous ministers of the Great Qin Lingyan Pavilion recognized by His Majesty the Black Emperor Shihuang.

It is the dream of every Daqin person to let his portrait be hung here, to be immortalized forever, and even to be welcomed by His Majesty to become a [Heavenly General] or a [Heavenly Scholar].

Thinking about it this way, I spent my whole life climbing to this position, does this wall also have my own one-foot space?

His gaze extended to the top of the gallery, where a boy wearing a flat crown and a young man holding a scroll were painted. They stood opposite each other, as if they were asking for advice or arguing.

When he was in a daze, Zhang Juzheng felt a shock coming from his waist.

He reluctantly took off the communicator and turned on the screen.

"Master Zhang, the news from Honglu Temple requires your decision."

"What's the matter? Those small countries are fighting again?"

Zhang Juzheng's expression was a little stiff. When Daqin entered the digestion period, the small countries outside began to fight each other, as if Daqin felt that he was stronger, and Daqin would do nothing to them.Zhang Juzheng was also very helpless with their behavior as a frog in a well. He has dealt with related diplomatic incidents three or four times recently.

"That's not true. Strictly speaking, it's an internal affairs issue of the island country of Japan."

"Huh?" Zhang Juzheng's eyes widened: "I've said it a few times, it's not convenient for Daqin to take part in internal affairs. Are these Japanese people fools?"

"Uh...Actually, it seems to have something to do with the gods in their place."

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Who knows the big dream first, I know it all my life.

Every time after a hundred years of business trip, the first thing Ying An does when he comes back is to cover him with a quilt and sleep in a dark place.

Only at this time can he feel the joy of being a salted fish.

Two acres of land (Mount Tai) and a cow (difu), wives and children on the kang.

Sometimes, happiness is such a simple thing.

For example, lying on Yu Ji's knee pillow, playing a game of drawing cards with Renlong sneakily.

At his feet, there are general information sent recently, from all over the Qin Dynasty, and even all over the world.

Judging from the situation in the world, after the disintegration of the Western Roman Empire, the incubators handed over the task of collecting hopelessness to Britain, which is lonely overseas and is engaged in slave trade and colonial expansion.

The ocean... what a mess.

Ying An drew a card from Renlong's hand, it was not a ghost card.

He smiled and showed Yu Ji proudly, and then made a pair.

For a person like him who puts almost all his luck on the skill of Gou, winning without clairvoyance is a very fulfilling thing.