The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

Kevin's hands tied behind him were still grinding back and forth on the edge of a sharp stone.As soon as the word "no" came into his ears, his hand slipped, and the stretched vine snapped with a snap. Due to the effect of inertia, his palm directly supported the sharp corner, and a long slit was drawn out.

Kevin took a light "hiss—" breath.

The officer was already a little nervous, but when he heard his voice, he didn't even bother to talk with his lips, and asked with a vigilant expression, "What's wrong?"

Kevin laughed dryly, still maintaining the posture with his hands behind his back: "It's okay, my hands are shaking."

There was another chirping sound outside the window, as if a huge object had blown up a gust of wind, the whistling sound was swept away, and the noisy running outside became a mess in the wind.

"Take them down! Take them down!" Kevin heard the dryads yelling frantically in strange languages, "The rest of you go surround those captives! Don't let them in—"

The wound on the palm healed quickly in the blink of an eye, and Kevin pulled his wrist twice quickly to tear off the entangled cane.The wrist was strangled and twisted, and it was stiff and hard to move.

I heard two sounds of bone activity, "click, click" one after another.

The officer stared at him dumbfounded: "What are you doing!"

"Loosen your muscles and bones." Without blinking his eyes, Kevin removed and closed his awkward wrist bone, then turned over and sat up, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll untie you later."

officer:"……"

Ben stared at Kevin's movements for a while, and twisted his wrist to try to imitate him, but was stopped by the officer closest to him in a low voice: "Be careful that you can't untie your hands!"

"It's not suitable for children, please don't imitate." Kevin threw a sentence to Ban angrily.

He didn't care that the vine was full of burrs, he grabbed it directly, tore off the part of the leggings alive, and picked it clean.

Those dryads were not all stupid. When they were locked in the kitchen, they knew that they would take all the weapons off their bodies and leave nothing for them.

Kevin didn't care whether there was a guard outside the door anymore, he stood up and looked around, and found a row of earthen jars filled with water beside the pile of stone statues on the wall.Without saying a word, he picked up two crock pots, raised his hand and splashed the faces of those sleeping officers.

"Huh—who?!" Nick and the others were startled by the cold water, and they all woke up by licking the water in their mouths.

"Me." Kevin threw away the earthen pot, and walked over with a big horse, pulling one by one, and with a pair of pale and thin hands, he tore off all the vines from everyone's body.

Nick and the others were still a little dazed, and asked with a dull face: "Where is this? Where are those bark monsters? There is no guard when we are arrested?"

Kevin held up an index finger to press his lips, gave a "shh", pointed to the door and said, "I'm listening to who's coming."

Giant Eagle Dan's bluffing loud voice was approaching, and it came from above his head: "What's the matter with these tree branches rushing here with their wretched faces?! Is there anything in this hut? Hey!" Yo - how dare you fucking shoot me with an arrow! I can't slap you to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another gust of wind whizzed by.

The dryads outside were thrown around and couldn't stand upright at all.The brittle sound of metal swords clashing became indistinct in the sound of the wind, as if it had no effect at all, and the momentum was so weak that it could be ignored.

The sound of flapping wings sounded one after another, and something huge just fell on the top of the kitchen, shaking the whole cave.

Everyone had just been released from the bondage, and their hands and feet hadn't moved yet. They raised their faces subconsciously when they heard the sound, just in time to touch the mud and rocks falling from the top, and ate a mouthful of ashes.

"Be careful, don't blow this place down." The voice that said "no" sounded again, still in a somewhat cold tone, but much clearer than before.

Everyone in the room was taken aback for a moment.

Nick was stunned, with his face covered in plaster, and said, "Your Majesty? That was His Majesty's voice just now? Did I hear you right?!"

"That's right." Kevin patted his clothes, turned his head and said to the people who were looking at each other, "We are also very good at helping the emperor come out of the cave to rescue him."

Everyone silently blocked their faces: "..." This is not something to be proud of, okay? !

"What are you still covering? Get up and go." Kevin finished speaking angrily, and strode out the door.

With the giant orcs around, the combat power has indeed been directly promoted to a higher level.Just listening to the battles and movements outside, one can tell that the little emperor brought here this time is the real savior.

The dryads were thrown into flight by these gigantic creatures.They are naturally shorter than ordinary people, and their advantage lies in their rough skin, thick flesh and resistance to blows. In terms of combat effectiveness, they are actually not very good. They still need to rely on surprise and surprise to deal with the group led by Kevin, let alone Shangdan and the others.

Kevin kicked away the two big rocks blocking the door.

In such a mess, the two tree spirits guarding the gate still stubbornly stick to their posts, even though one of them has already hugged the pillar tightly, waving an iron sword with a completely different style from them in one hand, looking out of his wits.

The rescuers called in by the leader were always cut off by Dan and the others halfway, and they couldn't get close to here, so the two gatekeepers could only stare at the ever-expanding melee in fear, not noticing that the captives had already turned inside. God, they didn't come back to their senses until Kevin broke through the door.

The two dryads were only stunned for a moment, and then rushed over.

It's a pity that when facing Kevin, it would be fatal to be stunned even for a moment.

"The spirit is commendable." Kevin briefly commented on the dedication and dedication of the two tree branches.

He turned sideways to get away from the fatter one, and at the same time raised his hand to chop the skinny tree spirit's withered wrist.

Dang-

The Thin Dryad's fingers softened, and the iron sword fell to the ground.When it was about to lower its head to pick it up, it saw a slender and thin hand flashing past its eyes.Then, it heard a "click" sound of bones.

Part of the sound came from the ears, and part of it extended to the brain along the skin, muscles and bones.

It was stupid for a second, and finally opened its eyes wide in horror, and realized slowly that its neck had been wrung.It fell to the ground with a rapidly frozen expression, and before it died, it heard another clear and crisp "click".

Kevin wrung the necks of the two dryads smoothly.He patted the ashes on his hands, bent down and picked up the iron sword on the ground.

This subterranean settlement is covered with glowing insect sacs, enough to illuminate the entire activity area.Kevin took a cursory glance, and there were dryads pounced on the ground everywhere, swords and swords were scattered all over the place, the roof of the kitchen-like cave was lifted in several places, and some stones were rolled from nowhere. It collapsed, and only a few places are still standing, but there are probably no people left inside.

Seeing that the scuffle had come to an end, Kevin simply stopped doing it and leaned against the pillar in front of the kitchen cave with his sword in his arms.

Several raptors hovering above their heads let out a long chirp, shook several hard feathers that had been rubbed off by swords and arrows, and finally cleared the battlefield before slowing down and planning to land.

Kevin raised his eyelids, and saw the giant eagle at the head lowered its body and swooped down. Its huge wings cast a huge shadow on the ground, and a big black face plate was embedded in the eagle's head. It's not the big white eyes, which almost merge with the darkness.

"Ouch! Isn't that the handsome boy!" Dan shouted.

On the giant eagle's broad back, there was a man sitting with his knees bent.The man's eyes fell on the place where Kevin was standing early, his eyes were half down, but his chin was slightly raised, his demeanor and posture were as always condescending and arrogant.

The yellowish light of the insect sac outlines his side profile, with deep eyebrows and narrow cheeks, making him look handsome and sharp.

The corners of Kevin's mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were clear, and he said to the man with a teasing smile: "The momentum is good, the timing is just right. If I am a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, if I am rescued like this once, I should turn around and turn around." Crying and clamoring to marry you, Your Majesty."

When the giant eagle was more than two meters above the ground, Oswald rolled over from its back.He pulled the cloak on his shoulders, and threw the copper wire mask in his hand to the deputy Ujin Iron Cavalry who followed.

He glanced up and down at Kevin expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Who said I came to save you?"

Anyone who gets rid of the burden will feel better. Kevin is still smiling, and it is rare that he didn't stop him, but said kindly: "Okay, you are not here to save us, so what are you here for, respect His Majesty?"

Oswald squinted at him for a moment, then reached out and squeezed out two balls of paper from a leather pouch hanging on his waist.He lowered his head and unfolded the two balls of paper unhurriedly, and shook his fingers at Kevin: "Let me see if you are in a hurry."

The two sheets of paper were about the size of a palm when unfolded, and had probably been trampled more than once, making them extremely crumpled.

But Kevin can still recognize it at a glance. This is a letter from him to His Majesty the Emperor.He said innocently, "Why am I so busy?"

Oswald sneered: "I asked you to write down the route. If you don't write it well, you will draw something messy. I don't have any imagination and I can't understand what you are drawing! I came to ask twice from the priesthood, and I couldn't understand it. I don’t have the nerve to show them.”

Kevin raised his chin shamelessly: "Don't look for a fight, I draw concise images, and those who can't understand are mentally retarded."

Oswald: "..."

Kevin thought of Oswald's reply before, but he hadn't realized it at the time, and now he heard Oswald mention "imagination", and suddenly he was blessed to understand how the so-called "filthy things are unsightly" meaning.

He thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but add another sentence: "As for imagination... Your Majesty, is your imagination a little bit beyond ordinary people? But it's understandable for you to be in your early twenties and full of vigor."

The bastard just said it, and glanced at Oswald's waist intentionally or unintentionally, and no one believed it if he said it was not intentional.

Oswald: "..."

Finally, His Majesty the emperor was so aggressive that he couldn't speak, Kevin stopped talking contentedly, turned around and entered the room, intending to pull out all the officers who were too embarrassed to face others, so as not to suffocate them to death inside.

A group of Behemoths all turned back to human form after landing.

This group of people has never had the self-consciousness of "being particularly conspicuous". Dan, the leader, took two steps and moved behind Oswald, trying to sneak a peek at what Kevin drew.

Unfortunately, before he saw it clearly, Oswald had already stuffed the two pieces of torn paper back into the leather pouch.

"Oh, don't take it, let me take a look." Dan said.

Oswald said firmly: "No!"

Dan: "..." What's the matter with this inexplicable egg pain?