Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

"The body of the Assyrian prince Solad has been returned to the Assyrian country according to your wishes."

Although in the end, the well-known excuse of "the great prince of Assyria was stranded in Babylon for no reason and was brutally attacked by sand bandits" was used to preserve the superficial peace and face of the two countries.

The king of Assyria knew in his heart what stupid thing his son had done, so naturally he didn't dare to pursue it.

And Babylon has also avoided frequent wars, and can use this time to ease the oversaturated slaves in the country and deal with internal conflicts.

Mossa breathed a sigh of relief, and placed the mudstone slab in her hand in front of the king's desk.

"Now the eldest prince of Assyria is dead, and among the remaining princes, only the youngest prince, Ailan, is the son of the queen. It seems that the king of Assyria intentionally allowed his heirs to ruthlessly fight each other, and let the last surviving one inherit Assyria. It's really a typical wolf style."

"Hehe, this has been the case in the Assyrian kingdom throughout the ages."

Sirik sneered, but there was not much sarcasm in his eyes.

The reason...

The two assistants involuntarily looked at the master who was teasing the green-haired young man in his arms on the throne, who was in a happy mood, and felt sad.

O king!

Look at the king of Assyria, his sons will grab the throne!

Looking at you, let alone heirs, you don't even have a wife!

After hesitating again and again, Sirik said: "My lord, Babylon has gradually become stronger, and you have ruled Babylon for seven years, so you should choose a woman of noble birth and virtuous character—"

"Mossa." Sartu said suddenly, and asked Mossa, "How is the investigation of Akrita going?"

Mossa was stunned, and replied respectfully: "It has been confirmed that the real daughter of the old general, Miss Akrita, discovered Lisa, a dancer who looks the same as her, a year ago. After that..."

Xilic who was interrupted: "..." Are you changing the subject?right? !

Ignoring the complaints of a concerned adjutant.

After Mossa finished reporting the truth, Sartu hadn't expressed his opinion yet. Luo Lai, who nestled on his lap and yawned lazily, was so shocked that he didn't even close his mouth.

all in all.

It was just a year ago that the old general shut her up angrily because of Ekorita's outrageous speech.

Akrita is rebellious in her heart and immediately plans to run away from home, and when she runs away for the first time, she finds Lisa, a dancer who looks very similar to herself.

So after being caught back, Akrita pretended to be obedient, but actually tried to get the dancing girl to the general's mansion to be imprisoned instead of herself, and asked her maid to cover the fake.

I am happy and happy!

The poor old general didn't know that his biological daughter played him a cheating stand-in, and thought that his daughter's personality had finally improved after a year.

Moreover, the fake Miss Ekorita still clamored to marry the king as before, and the maid kept it hidden from her. The old general was really deceived by their partnership.

I don't know how Ulis found out about this, and threatened and lured the false lady who was blinded by wealth into the palace to become a spy, so there was such a thing later...

Rollie clicked his tongue.

I thought to myself that this Miss Acolita is really cheating.

When she came back and saw that she had caused such a big mess, she wondered if she would regret it or not.

He yawned, leaned his back against his strong chest, and rubbed against each other like a boneless cat.

Since Sartu agreed to take him everywhere, Luo Lai could clearly feel that Sartu treated him better.

Although it was fine before, but... there is an invisible feeling that my heart is closer.

For example, Sartu didn't like his human appearance very much in the past. Compared with his human self, he prefers him in the appearance of a little magic pet.

Maybe it's too human.

People's attitudes towards pets and towards the same kind are completely two natures and concepts.

The former has very low defense and high acceptance, while the latter erects a high wall of defense and is full of suspicion.

As the king of Babylon, Sartu was very suspicious of 'others', and he might not even trust Sirik and the others very much.

But no one expected that after Sartu slept with him in his arms a few days ago, he suddenly fell in love with him who looked like a human youth in his arms.

Sleeping, walking, eating, even sitting down!

It was so sticky that even Mossa even mentioned a few words to make the king restrain himself in front of the ministers.

But the arrogant king of Babylon would not be the king of Babylon if he were easily persuaded.

Sartu still went his own way.

Gradually, Luo Lai has developed a habit. Whenever he sees Sartu open his arms, he will walk over and offer to be a humanoid pillow for him.

"Ha~"

Luo Lai yawned again, his jewel-like emerald green round eyes were filled with tears, narrowed sleepily into two slits, and his head kept nodding.

strangeness.

I seem to be feeling sleepy lately...

Is it the season of autumn exhaustion...is it...?

His eyes narrowed again and again, as soon as this thought was over in his mind, the green-haired humanoid monster completely lowered its head and fell asleep leaning on the shoulder of the King of Babylon.

After finishing a period of work, the careful Mossa occasionally raised her head and saw the sleeping monster slowly gather between her brows.

Sartu raised his eyelids and looked at her.

"Is Master Jiao a bit lacklustre?" Mossa worried: "Recently, Master Jiao is always seen sleeping."

Hearing this, Sartu and Sirik paused, and at the same time looked at the young man who fell asleep at some point.

After a little thought, Sirik also said: "Indeed, especially today, Lord Jiao is surprisingly quiet."

No wonder he always felt that something was wrong today, it turned out that there was no such noisy puffing sound as usual...

In exchange for getting a rest, this little monster would have taken two lions and run around laughing and joking around the palace, where it would be so honest.

"Is it sick?"

"Can monsters get sick?"

"Perhaps, Lord Jiao is the accompanying monster of the Xianwangjian. There may be some reason we don't know that caused its weakness. It's best to ask the old priest to come and have a look."

The assistant officer, who was naturally smiling, became serious, with a hint of worry in his words.

So is Mossa.

In their eyes, the monster named Horn by the king was no longer a gift of the Xian Wang Sword, but remained beside the king, a very important existence for the king.

After listening to their words, the amber pupils reflecting the young man's acupoint in his arms flickered slightly. hgwcd home (?′ω`?)

The young King of Babylon frowned, wrapped his arms around his warm and soft body, and sniffed the sweet grape scent that his little pet often had on his nose.

Facing the arrogant king who is keen and brilliant in conspiracy and intelligence, he also has his shortcomings.

His eyes are always on important and long-term things, and it is easy to ignore the people around him.

So when it comes to caring about a person, Sartu, who is not used to giving sympathy, is careless and slow, and he is not gentle and patient enough.

After being reminded by the courtier, Sartu, who suddenly realized this, lowered his head and lifted the sleeping Luolai's chin with his fingers, so as to facilitate observation.

Soon, he saw these different healthy and lively sick looks from his little pet's chapped lips and pale and weak face.

In ancient Babylon, where civilization flourished and medicine emerged early, disease was still a terrible devil.

It will take away countless fresh lives, regardless of old or young, high or low, fair and cruel, occupying a terrifying and huge death rate in the country!

Even in the royal family, it is not uncommon for princes and princesses to die early due to illness.

The plump lips pursed.

Sartu, whose mood suddenly became heavy and bad, raised his hand to touch the young man's forehead, but found no fever.

Sartu held Luolai's cheek with his left hand, wiped his once rosy lips that were always smiling, and called out his name.

After yelling several times, Luolai managed to wake up, closed his eyes and hummed twice, thinking that he was a big ball of milk Lailai, and arched hard into Sartu's arms.

Sartu, who was basically sure that the little thing fell ill, had a cold face, touched the little green horn with his lips, picked him up, and strode out of the small meeting hall.

"Latas!"

"Go call the doctor and priest!"

I was going to write about kissing, but in the end... I covered my face with my paws

The stupid author dedicated a song: I don’t want much~ Your ticket is enough, no ticket~~~ You can collect a little bit~

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