Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

A cotton thread soaked in oil lit a bean-sized candle and placed it between the three of them.

Silick, who was sitting cross-legged, kept a cold face and didn't say a word.

The pupils of Mossa, who was kneeling gracefully, reflected the candlelight, and the corners of her lips curled up to smile.

As for the weak, innocent and helpless Luo Lai, who was sandwiched between the two bosses and hugged his knees stiffly, seeing that they were silent, naturally he didn't dare to say anything.

The air is silent and the atmosphere is dignified.

Luo Lai looked at his own toes that were moving back and forth in the beautifully woven sandals for a while, and couldn't hold it back any longer. He quietly looked to the left and then to the right, and tentatively said:

"What... are we talking about?"

Xilik snorted coldly, his slightly narrowed fox eyes seemed to say 'Oh, you dare to ask the king knowingly after bewitching you? '

His attitude was extremely cold and harsh, and it seemed that he even wanted to beat Luo Lai directly.

Luo Lai had seen the madness of Sirik when he was protecting the lord, fearing that he would really be beaten, he shrunk his neck and moved closer to Mossa.

"Actually, it's nothing, you can guess it, right? As an assistant officer, of course we want to talk to you about the king, Lord Jiao."

Mossa turned her face sideways, her brows and eyes still had the intelligence and tenderness of a woman.

She spoke in a calm manner, just like a big sister chatting with a younger brother about their studies, which gave Luo Lai a lot of comfort in his heart.

"I know……"

Seeing her gentle gaze, Luo Lai was not only not afraid anymore, but also a little shy and guilty.

After all, if he hadn't made it clear to Sartu, such a big incident wouldn't have happened.

No matter how stupid he is, he still knows how shocking and unethical it is for a king not to marry a woman to have children, but to find a male wife in ancient times when he valued offspring.

"You don't need to call me Master Jiao or anything... You can just call me Jiao. I'm sorry... I know I caused trouble for Sartu and you, but I didn't think of it at first, I..."

"I see."

Mossa interrupted Luolai's explanation, raised her hand to touch Luolai's smooth green hair, and said softly: "I believe you are a pure and good boy, you will not deliberately deceive the king for the sake of power, glory and wealth, you must also like Wang right?"

"..." Luolai opened his mouth, he didn't expect that Mosssa didn't scold him or reprimand him, but instead had a calm and gentle attitude. His eyes were sore and he nodded heavily, "Yeah!"

Mossa smiled.

"Being with the king is a difficult road, even for women. This hardship is not only the opposition of others, but also whether the king's favor will last, and the struggle in the harem."

"So many countries, so many monarchs, they all have to go through a lot of changes, let alone queens.

In Babylon's past history, a king usually had many queens.

Those queens who were replaced either died in the struggle of the harem, or died of the decline of the king's favor, or their heirs failed to seize the throne, and it was rare for them to live until their heirs were born and successfully became kings. "

"And don't think that the king loves you, and you are a monster and a man, so you are safe. Women are beautiful piranhas. You can't imagine their methods. No one can tell why the king's favor will turn into disgust. .”

"Jiao, you have a simple personality, can you really survive these unpredictable dark struggles?"

Before Luo Lai had time to say anything after she finished speaking, Sirik sneered and said, "Mossa, why don't you just call him stupid, even a single Akrita can kill him."

Luo Lai choked: "I... I'm really not sure, but I believe Sartu won't..."

Mossa: "Won't you change your mind?"

Mossa smiled and didn't say anything, but that expression made Luo Lai feel that he who firmly believed that Sartu would fulfill his promise was extremely naive and ridiculous.

The light brown pupils swept across the slowly clenched fists and tight lips of the monster, and a glimmer of light flashed across them.

Mosssa and Sirik looked at each other calmly.

"Corner." Mossa stroked Luolai's hair again, and asked, "You are very shy, you have a character that you would not say even if you like it, so I guess it was the king who kissed you, and you decided that the king also likes you, right?"

"Uh." Luo Lai was stunned, blushing slightly, raised his hand to scratch his face, shy of Mossa's accurate guess, nodded: "That's it..."

But after he finished speaking, he saw Mossa's expression hesitated, looking at him with vague sympathy.

Luo Lai suddenly had a bad feeling.

The next moment his premonition came true, and he heard Mothsha sigh and say:

"Actually, that was a misunderstanding..."

"You were mentally weak and fainted some time ago, the old priest said that you can only feed on curses, so the king asked the priest to cast a small curse on himself.

Because the curse is not very powerful, this is the only way to let you absorb the power of the curse. "

"Jiao, you... alas. It seems that the king may not love you. The king looks arrogant, but in fact he has a great sense of responsibility as a king. You...you understand what I mean, right?"

"...But, why didn't Ke Sartu say it?!"

"Wang doesn't like to take credit for this kind of thing, you know."

Mossa's mouth opened and closed, as if she was saying comforting words, and her soft and slender palms kept patting Luolai's back comfortingly.

Luo Lai felt like he couldn't hear anything.

The invisible hand grabbed his heart fiercely and twisted it around like a rag. After twisting the blood inside and splashing it, he threw the dry heart into the bottomless abyss.

The sudden fall, the panic of not being able to land covered his mouth and nose, and hollowed out his head.

Dazed, Luo Lai tightly clenched the fabric of his robe on his chest.

Anxious shouts from far to near awakened Luo Lai's sanity. Only then did he realize that the suffocation was real, and he forgot to breathe...

"cough!"

After coughing violently for a while, Luo Lai's eye circles were red and he tried to breathe into his mouth for a long time before he calmed down.

Seeing that he was getting better, the worry in the eyes of Mossa and Sirik eased.

Mossa handed him a handkerchief, "Wipe it quickly, don't get excited."

Luo Lai took it, covered his mouth, and nodded absent-mindedly.

I was wrong, I was wrong in the first place.

Kissing is wrong, affection is wrong, everything is wrong!

Now thinking about all kinds of complaints against Sartu at that time, it was ridiculous, and then thinking about Sartu's complicated expression when he accepted him, all this has an explanation.

It's not him who is the scum.

The scum is me.

I forced Sartu to take the responsibility, and I forced Sartu to give a serious explanation... just like the unreasonable blood-sucking bug who lays face on others...

But now things have come to this point... what should I do...

Lowering his head so that his long green hair covered his face, Luo Lai wiped his eyes heavily with his arm, leaving a small spot of water on his sleeve.

The lights were not bright, but both Sirik and Mossa noticed it.

"It's not your fault, you just misunderstood." Mossa said.

"Besides, as a monster, being with the king is a difficult choice that is not accepted. Do you think it's okay if you don't want anything and don't provoke anything?

When the time comes, there will be countless people who miss you dead and scold you behind your back. What can you do other than rely on the king?You don't understand government strategy. ’ added Hillik.

"I know that as an assistant officer, you may not believe our words. You can go back and think about it. Of course, it would be best if you can make a decision now. After all, this matter has not been discovered by other ministers. If you can control it earlier, so can the king." Take it easy."

"Jiao, don't force yourself."

"You and the king don't even have feelings."

"It's better to give up now..."

"Indeed, it's easier for you..."

"Jiao, what's your opinion?"

You should give up too.

Seeing the monster beside him who didn't understand anything, Sirik thought to himself.

Like, this kind of fragile relationship is nothing in the face of pressure, and the head is hot for a while, how long can it last under the influence of ambiguous feelings?

Besides, he is not as firm and fearless as the king. This monster has only been born for a few days. If he is a little scared, his heart will already be in a mess, and he will only be led by the nose.

Perhaps because of the little love in my heart, I was afraid of Wang's embarrassment, and cooperated with them to "stop the loss in time" and immediately agreed to leave Wang's side.

Rollei didn't speak.

He was really messed up and uncomfortable.

He was so uncomfortable that he didn't know what to do to make himself more comfortable, and he also wavered in the face of persuasion that seemed loose but in fact there was only one way.

If Sartu liked him and they were together from the heart, then Luolai would immediately refute what Mossa and the others said loudly.

but……

Staring at the flickering and fragile lamp, the air fell into silence again because the person who should have answered did not speak.

Finally, the impatient Sirik said: "Do you have any hesitation?! You have only one path to choose!"

Luo Lai, who was about to drown in guilt and sadness, trembled at his scolding, like a child who did something wrong.

Mothsha looked at her colleague with disapproval.

She thought that the choice of this simple and ignorant little monster was already obvious, and Sirik's threat was unnecessary.

Firmly believing that the weak prey on the strong, Xilic, who only looked sideways at the strong, shut up with a cold face, hugged his chest and stopped talking.

"You're right..." Luo Lai murmured, clasping one hand tightly with the other, pinching out many sunken white nail prints on it, and clots of bloodshot eyes on the emerald green eyes, "I misunderstood, I was wrong."

Hearing what Luo Lai said, Sirik raised his eyebrows, showing a satisfied expression.

Mossa also breathed a sigh of relief, but she was a little sorry for the poor monster.

"I... I know it's not good for me to say that..."

Luo Lai looked at the two of them cautiously, with a reserved expression as if borrowing money from someone, ashamed to speak.

"But, but I still want to ask Sartu."

Sirik's face was gloomy: "You don't believe us?"

Luo Lai waved his hands frantically: "No, no, I just... If Sartu likes me a little bit, I... I, I wonder if I can just make mistakes like this..."

Sirik: "...huh?!"

After Luo Lai finished speaking, he felt that he was too thick-skinned, and he kept shaking his hands together, almost kneeling before them.

"I beg you, I'll just ask! If Sartu likes me, I'm willing to do anything. I know I can't do anything. I promise to work hard to live without causing chaos, okay?"

"If Sartu also likes me, I just give up, and I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

"I'll regret it till I die!"

"Do you really think the king likes you?!" Xilic said coldly as if watching a joke, his eyes were dangerous, and he grabbed Luo Lai's collar as if he was going to hit him. , why don't I kill you now!"

The appearance of Sirik now is exactly the same as that of the one who killed him, and Luo Lai raised his hand to cover his face and closed his eyes tightly in fright.

"All right!"

Mossa grabbed Helich's arm, lowered her face to stop, and shook her head at Luolai when she turned her head: "Go back now!"

"Thank you Mossa!"

Seeing this, Luo Lai was so grateful that he stood up and ran out, fearing that Xilik would catch up.

There is one more chapter, which will be released around zero o'clock.

Don't rush.

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And: You should be able to see it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. 48 and 49 have been slightly adjusted and modified. I feel that it is not smooth and not very satisfactory, but it has not been changed too much. It is just fine-tuning and does not affect the plot.