Chapter 670 The Second Meeting

The two stood opposite each other, silent.

After a few minutes, it was I who broke the silence first: "Bella Vera?"

"——Huh?" the other party replied slowly, with a confused expression on his face.

I laughed at the girl in front of me: "Stop pretending, if it was really Sylvia, she should have waited a few seconds before saying 'ah'."

A dull look appeared on the face of the silver-haired girl in front of me, and then she sighed: "You really know the other me. Well, we meet again, your strange emperor."

"Are you used to adding such rude comments to people you know?" I glanced sideways at Bellavilla, but there was already a smile on my face, "This is really surprising, I thought you had disappeared forever. .”

"Feeling sorry?" Bellavilla took two steps forward, stood a short distance away from me, and then suddenly pressed her face closely towards me, her big bright eyes almost occupying my entire line of sight. "A powerful fallen apostle is still alive and in a state that you can't get rid of at all. Do you feel very distressed about this?"

The expression on my face remained unchanged, and I turned a deaf ear to what the other person said in a deliberately sinister tone.

"Boring guy."

After realizing that I was not cooperating at all, Bellavilla sighed exaggeratedly and stood up straight, "Don't call the guard? I am free now, and you are alone. The situation is completely different from last time."

"That's not necessary. Aren't you already awake?" I smiled, expressing my incomprehension towards Bellavela's suggestion.

"Well, you are really... outrageous." After summarizing the words, the former fallen emperor in front of me could only use this word to describe my character who has no sense of leadership. "Such a guy can actually become a leader." Leader, something must have gone wrong..."

To be honest, I didn't expect Bellavilla to suddenly wake up and find herself in front of me - her soul has been broken, and it is impossible to stay awake for a long time, so she has no time to hang out, let alone because after waking up Wander around and come to yourself. This queen can only come to her intentionally. But despite being surprised, I had no intention of alarming anyone else. This ancient emperor always struck me as a very thoughtful guy. She must have chosen to come to me at this time without being disturbed. Have something to say.

"Don't think so complicated. In fact, I suddenly woke up and learned about the carnival from that guy's memory. I just wanted to come out and see what you were doing." Faced with my inquiry, Bhairavi Raque just snorted and answered indifferently.

"how do you feel?"

"Loose, undisciplined, chaotic, noisy, noisy, trampling the discipline and efficiency of the empire into a mess," Bellavilla spit out a series of vicious derogatory words without hesitation, and the poisonous tongue skill was instantly given to him. I had a beautiful five-hit combo, but just when I was about to turn pale into a sand sculpture in the wind, the other party suddenly stopped, and then softly said the last word, "But it's very...happy."

"Perhaps what we have been looking for all this time is that the only racial shortcoming of Xiling Apostle is this kind of laxity. Have you finally made up for this shortcoming today after the fall of the empire?"

"Have no idea what you're talking about."

I smiled at Bella Vera. Since we were not very familiar with each other, I just suppressed my tendency to complain a little. I would never say that the moral destroyer was my identity behind the scenes!

"Find a place to sit for a while."

I felt that standing in the square like this was not the right atmosphere for talking, so I took the initiative to invite him. Bellavilla nodded and pointed in the distance: "There is a resting place over there."

A few minutes later, a former emperor and a current head of state sat down on a bench under the late night street lamp.

“It’s so peaceful,” Bellavilla leaned comfortably on the bench and sighed with her lazy magnetic voice that was completely different from Sylvia’s. “No need to bear anything, no need to think about anything, Sitting quietly somewhere, chatting with someone who can be called a friend, or simply being in a daze - this is obviously what we Xiling apostles despise the most, a life without progress, but now I actually feel That’s not bad.”

I looked at the girl with some surprise: "I didn't expect you to think so. Huesca told me that you are a very strict person."

"7535?" Bellavilla looked up at the sky, making it difficult to see her current expression. "The child has her own name too. She has always wanted a name... She only woke up two or three times last time. For an hour, I spent all of it answering your questions, and I didn’t even get to say a few words to 7535... She probably didn’t mention me much, after all, I wasn’t very nice to her at the time.”

I was silent for a while, recalling in my mind what Huesca once said about Bella Vera.

"Indeed, Huesca said that you are a very harsh person, and you have a record of punishing her several times, but that girl has always affectionately called you Sister Bellavilla. You don't know this, right?"

The silver-haired girl looked at me in surprise, her eyes full of suspicion: "Really? I don't remember this. She should hate me, because I have asked her to perform a mission of near death more than once, although every time she To be able to come back scarred.”

"But you are the only one who will go to the rehabilitation center to visit her afterwards. Even if you just go to make some sarcastic remarks, Huesca will regard it as a visit," I smiled at Bellavera, "and if it weren't for you Those cruel tasks, I'm afraid Huesca will face something even more impossible to return to."

The girl beside him fell silent, and then sighed softly for a long time: "...the fallen apostles are not monolithic. After losing a certain kind of 'racial soul', the formerly glorious and united Xiling apostles began to learn cunning, betrayal, selfishness... these The psychological shortcomings of fragile primitive species that were once deeply despised by us. I don’t know if the abyss is responsible for this situation, but it makes the world of the fallen apostles full of deadly conspiracy traps, many of which are It's for 75...for Viska. That child has been regarded as an unstable factor by us from the beginning. She is crazy and careless, and almost disobeys any orders. Even after using the abyss energy to corrupt her, I was the only one who could barely command her.

Therefore, those senior cadres who were against me regarded Viska as a breakthrough. They believed that such a powerful warrior who would only obey my orders was a threat to the 'great cause'. 'The regulations prohibit the public execution of Viska, so there are always people plotting to put the child in danger. "

"You can't shelter her in a direct way because that would put her in a worse situation."

"Almost, the fallen apostle has abandoned the honor of the former race, and all kinds of negative emotions have spread wantonly among us. In such an environment, the crazy Viska is actually just like a blank piece of paper, a man who makes trouble everywhere. But he doesn’t know how to protect his little hedgehog.”

I didn't make a sound, just listened quietly, and then looked up at the artificial bright moon in Shadow City.

The night was quiet, a perfect night for telling secrets.

It was finally confirmed that Bellavera's true side was protecting Viska even when she was a fallen apostle.

I should thank her. Although the sufferings Huesca suffered during that crazy time also came from Bella Vera, the latter did it so that his "7535 sister" could survive safely. It was just two people. One is a madman, and the other cannot explain clearly, so she has never been able to open her heart like a real sister.

What is reassuring is that, in the end, both men found their own peace.

"I am very happy to live in your country, although I didn't really appreciate you as a person at first," Bellavilla's soft voice echoed in the night sky, "I have been curious about what your way to be a king is. , is not interested in conquest, is not good at trickery, does not like authority, and does not even know how to rule. Such a guy is completely contrary to what I think of a king. Let alone becoming an emperor, you are not even qualified to be called a warrior in the first place... But the real king is willing to stay by your side, and the best subjects are constantly gathering. The fragmented old empire is gradually recovering under your speechless good guy theory. You even use your own good guy theory to build a macro world. Such strategic value is amazing: even if you use it to hold a carnival.”

I was embarrassed by Bellavilla's somewhat venomous way of describing her, and in the end I could only giggle and scratch my hair, expressing that I had no way to refute.

"Actually, I feel that I am able to get to where I am today entirely because of luck." I felt uneasy as Bella Vera's dagger-like gaze stabbed me. Even the nanny can’t compare.”

Indeed, even though Niang Xingxin often talks about "the pride of the king", my biggest goal in life is just to eat and wait to die, while the queen's biggest goal is still three bedrooms and one living room...

When I think about it, I feel that the empire can still survive to this day under my own rule. It is really a fortress. It is even more formidable than the world that persisted to this day under Dingdang's rule!

"I admit that I don't understand the so-called royal way at all, and even my basic management experience was gained from playing tricks with Sandora."

Talking to Bella Vera seems to be very easy to cause stress. The other person's occasional poisonous tongue is just one of them. What is more important is her hidden sternness and her qualifications as the former head of the empire - Sandora is also the head of the empire, but she The attribute of having a foodie and the identity of my own girl can be used as relief, but Bella Vera can only make me feel nervous like a novice facing an experienced bird. When life on earth was still in a single-cell state, people lived for thousands of generations.

"Really," Bellaveira looked here quietly. It was really contradictory to have such a wise expression on this stupid face, but I still couldn't help but become serious. Staring at myself, I suddenly smiled, "You are more or less a colleague, so let me give you some advice, because I am really worried that without the guidance of an experienced senior, you, a guy who was crowned king by humans, might not be able to do anything. It’s time to go down the wrong path – look at them!”

Bellavilla suddenly raised his voice and pointed in one direction: it was the place we just came from, the totem area filled with monuments that projected heroic deeds from all over the world.

"They, and everyone around you, those are your kingly ways."

I thought for a while and looked confused: "Can you explain it more clearly?"

Bellavilla, who had finally created the atmosphere, fell to the ground with a bang: "You...well, I finally understand why such a famous Princess Warsong has turned into a foodie. Sooner or later, those who are with you will be infected. Something. What I mean is very simple. The people gathered around you are your emperor. The king may be benevolent, iron-fisted, wise, or dictatorial, but you are different from the above. You are not a ruler. , or even never learn to be a good emperor, but you can gather people with those talents around you and let them become brothers and sisters for a common goal. This is your path. Don't learn to govern in vain way, that is of no use to you, but at least you have the ability to gather people who know how to govern a country around you, and follow the path you have taken today. This is what I will give you with my own experience and wisdom. Your advice. Because no matter what, I still like this city very much, but you are not reassuring."

I was stunned for a moment, and summarized Bellavilla's words into the following paragraph:

Don't think about being the protagonist of Nitianliu, you are not that dish! Just be an honest parent!

I summed it up perfectly, it brought tears to my eyes.

"Okay, now there is one last question." I looked at Bellaveira's face and found that she looked sleepy again, knowing that time was running out, "Why do you suddenly say this to me?"

A former fallen emperor, even if she has regained her consciousness now, I don’t think I have a deep friendship with her. Bellavilla’s relationship with me now is just that of a tenant and a landlord, and given her strange existence This method is only half a tenant, and with such a small amount of friendship, there is really no need for her to come to me for a heart-to-heart talk in the middle of the night.

Even though it was just a conversation, anyone with a discerning eye could see that what she just said was from the bottom of her heart. It was almost like saying that it gave me a beacon of light when I was in a confused state.

Although I doubt whether I am in a state of confusion or whether I have always been in this state of confusion...

"Why are I telling you this?" Bellavilla sneered, seeming a bit mocking, but the expression on her face was one of genuine kindness, "It's just a request."

"Please?"

I asked curiously.

"I was taken care of by my other self..." Bellavilla said in a self-deprecating tone, and then suddenly made a sluggish look, imitating Sylvia's slow tone, "...Chen is a very good person. , but his burden is too heavy - I know I should help him - but I am too stupid - don't know what to do - if it is you, you must know - what to do - please help me That intention...work hard to express it...Ah, it’s so tiring to talk in this way, the other self is really a very powerful guy in a sense!!"

Bellavilla sighed exaggeratedly, and then looked here with a joking smile: "So, I stayed up most of the night to come to you to provide guidance for novices."

"This novice guide is three years late." I suppressed the emotion I felt towards Sylvia, and showed a grateful expression to the former fallen emperor who was a little cunning but also straightforward, "but I really should thank you. , I feel much more at ease psychologically.”

The subtext is that in the future, just eating and waiting for death can give yourself a high-sounding excuse: Look at the skill instructor in the Novice Village, this is what she told me! !

"By the way, do you want to call Huesca?" I felt that Bellavilla and I had finished talking, and I started to wonder if I should let that little loli who misses my sister Bellavilla all day come over and talk to me. Her good sister reminisced about old times, and although there was a weird feeling that "the baby sister was snatched away", if Viska was happy about it, that would be a good choice.

"No need," Bellavilla lowered her head, her voice a little muffled, "We don't have much time today. Falling asleep suddenly in front of that child is not a good way to say goodbye, but don't worry, maybe I will wake up later. There will be more and more opportunities... Let's talk about it next time, don't let her worry..."

The business gradually dropped and disappeared. I gently touched the arm of the silver-haired girl next to me and whispered: "Bella Vera?"

"You didn't delete my save file, did you?"

As a result, the other party suddenly raised his head, and this was his first sentence.

"And my Rubik's Cube!"

Me: "...if you're not sleepy yet, why don't you scare people like this?"

"There's nothing you can do about it. A tired soul is different from being drowsy and sleeping." Bellavilla's eyelids were fighting, but there was no trace of drowsiness in her voice. "I just know that I'm about to fall asleep, but when will I fall asleep completely?" It depends on when Sylvia wakes up: you don’t know her dullness yet?”

My face was blank, and I spread my hands in frustration: "Okay, let's talk about the issue of the Wind Armor..."

Before I finished speaking, I felt a sudden weight on my shoulders, and a soft and fragrant body gently leaned into my arms: Bella Vera fell asleep instantly.

...It’s really not accurate at all!

"Bella Villa?" I pushed the other person's body gently, but the answer was a soft and slow breathing, "Sylvia?"

Still no response: Sylvia is a good child who goes to bed on time after ten o'clock in the evening. In this regard, she is more punctual than the other girls at home.

The sleeping soul is different from the sleeping body. Likewise, the awakening of the soul is different from the awakening of the body.

The silver-haired girl snored evenly. It seemed that sleeping on an unfamiliar bed was not very comfortable. She hugged me twice, and then used my arm as a pillow.

Feeling the soft touch on my arm and looking at the pretty face so close, my heart was filled with excitement. When I saw this beauty, countless heroic images flashed through my mind, such as Ximen Daguanren.

Fortunately, it was my Qianqian and Shandora who finally settled in my mind - more importantly, I always felt that taking advantage of a slow silver-haired mole was too unfulfilling.

"You can really bear it." Bellavilla said quietly.

I:"……"

I hate this cunning guy!