My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 290 Three questions, four answers

Emperor's tent
The blond girl emperor was still sleeping soundly, but her sleeping condition was not very good. The soft quilt was kicked aside by her, and she was hugging the pillow, holding it tightly with her two big white legs, as if it was something in her hands. Treat it like someone else.

But from time to time, she would frown and let out a helpless whimper like a small animal, and the tears in the corners of her eyes would sparkle in the darkness.

At some point, a white-haired man sat on her bed, silently watching Nero's sleeping face with an expressionless face.

Stretching out his hand, he caressed her cheek. The girl rubbed it as if she was attached to her. Then her brows furrowed even more tightly, as if she had fallen into a nightmare. Her eyelids trembled slightly, and a few strands of crystal oozed from her eyelids.

It's like walking through the sunny past, only to find that the end of the road is at the bottom of a deep prison, with no possibility of escape.

But this time, the man did not comfort her. He just sighed silently, stood up, opened the curtain and left the tent.

The brief light faded, and the curtain of night fell. The sleeping girl suddenly opened her eyes, and a look of doubt flashed in her bright red eyes.

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Outside the camp, the servants of the Roman Empire gathered together, looking warily at their former colleagues and now the leader of the rebels.

Facing the invisible shock, the white-haired general smiled like a spring breeze. However, when he saw a certain black-armored swordsman at the end of the crowd, his smile froze unconsciously.

"We have allowed you to meet His Highness Nero." Boudica said with a solemn face, "Now it's time to fulfill your promise, General Shuoyue, answer our three questions."

Agree to let me go to see His Majesty Nero, and I will answer your three questions - this is the exchange condition proposed by Shuo Yue. Because they are afraid of the unfathomable Shuo Yue and have a premonition that some kind of big event is coming, everyone is here After discussion, the request was agreed to.

Of course, if Sakusuki suddenly attacks Nero, Fujimaru outside the door will immediately activate the command spell, allowing the strongest Saber to break in and kill him.

"Please." The white-haired man waved his hand, and the blood demons gathered into chairs and sat down, signaling for everyone to please.

Everyone exchanged glances, and soon Fujimaru stepped forward and asked the first question they had thought of:
"Mr. Shuoyue, why did you betray the Roman Empire?"

"It's a very good question, although I really want to fool you..." Sensing the sharp look in someone's eyes, Shuo Yue twitched the corner of his mouth and continued, "But since I'm here, I just want to reveal the information to you. After all, I understand. Only after following the rules can you participate in this drama."

Without waiting for anyone to react, the white-haired man continued:
"You should have come to understand during the long time together - His Majesty Nero is no longer, or not entirely, the fifth emperor of the Roman Empire, Nero Claudius."

Hearing this, Fujimaru was stunned, looked at Boudica, and immediately recalled the strange behavior Nero showed when they first met.

"Is this the reason why you chose to betray?"

"Moreover, even if His Majesty Nero is not abnormal, our two ideas are destined to be unable to be unified." Shuo Yue is not so much answering the question as explaining his reasons to some people, "She loves Rome broadly, loves Rome The world, even the captives, can forgive, but I am different.”

The blood-colored pupils were full of seriousness. The man straightened his back and spoke out his ideas word by word:

"Rather than forgive and bet the future on the illusory trust of the enemy's reformation, I would rather believe that death will eliminate the source of all troubles."

An emperor who loves others can never coexist peacefully with a general who kills to stop killing.

This is a battle of ideas between famous Qin generals including Shuo Yue and Nero Claudius, a gap that cannot be crossed between them.

After understanding this, everyone stopped trying to ask questions. Instead, Boudica stepped forward and asked the next question.

"So, what is your next battle plan?"

"It's really an unscrupulous conspiracy..." Shuo Yue chuckled and told everyone calmly.

"Early tomorrow morning, I will launch an attack. I will not stop until I capture the capital of the Roman Empire and capture the emperor." "On your own?!" A follower exclaimed.

"One person is enough." The man raised his lips.

Hearing this, Boudica almost scolded Shuo Yue for not knowing how high the sky is!But looking at the general's calm yet oppressive figure, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Maybe, no, this famous general can definitely do this...

This is not an inference that sprouts from reason, but comes from some immeasurable level. It comes from the climbers of military strategists and their almost fanatical worship and belief in the people at the top.

If such amazing and famous generals cannot do this, who else in the world can start this war to destroy the country?
Boudica simply fell into silence. Seeing that all the followers were silent, Fujimaru took a step forward and wanted to ask the third question, which was to ask what the abnormality in the United Empire was about. The so-called Warcraft Hector What kind of enemy was he? But before that, a dark figure took a step ahead of him and made a cold voice.

"Are you ready to wake up even if you don't hesitate to do this?"

"Saber?!" Fujimaru was shocked, but saw that the swordsman who never took off his visor looked calm. On the contrary, Sakutsu uncharacteristically put away the smile on his face, thought for a moment, and answered seriously.

"I don't know if what I did was right or wrong, but what I can say is that I don't expect that in return."

Although his words were unclear, everyone clearly understood what Shuo Yue was answering at that moment.

In the silence, the man could only be heard continuing:

"In the final analysis, does that love belong to friendship, out of gratitude, or is it due to the contact and experience in just a few days?"

"Everyone here knows that this is just a dream that is destined to wake up. I can accept it without any concern."

How simple is it?

You fall from the sky like a prince charming, perfectly in line with all the fantasies of a young girl in love. She trusts you so much and relies on you so much. As long as you smile at her, she will feel happy and joyful.As long as you give her a hand, she can't wait to give her heart to you.None of this was defensive to him.

Even if you are willing, you can conquer this delicate flower of Rome, you can even show off your power, and then start doing whatever you want on the bed...

But then what?

Then you wake up from a dream that has lasted for a long time. When you wake up, you lament that good times are short, and start to look forward to meeting the next person who can do whatever they want without any responsibility?

Singularity, Lostbelt, World of the Moon... there are too many real dreams that are not connected to the current world. Even if you make a mistake, you can just walk away and continue living in another world line. .

But what is the difference between this and garbage?
"The difference between man and beast lies in the masochistic rationality." Shuo Yue stood up and said calmly, "People must be responsible for what they do. I have walked all the way until today, not to degenerate into what I can do from the beginning. That kind of scumbag.”

In the silent atmosphere, the white-haired general nodded to his future opponents, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Mr. Shuo Yue!" Suddenly, the black-haired young man stopped him and blurted out the words that had been lingering in his chest for a long time.

"How do you feel facing His Majesty Nero now?"

This is the fourth question, Fujimaru.

Shuo Yue wanted to answer like this, but he stopped unexpectedly and replied with a wry smile:
"Perhaps I should have taken the sword of victory from the beginning."

(End of this chapter)