A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

"It's really easy for me to find." Bai Jue said lightly: "Is it interesting to go to the top of the building to drink and blow the air? There are a group of girls waiting in line to dance with you. As an emperor, you just stay here to fish? Are you the Emperor of Qin?" ?”

"Of course I want to find a quiet place to drink." Charlemagne has long since stopped getting drunk, and he mainly drinks for the atmosphere: "As an emperor, you should know when you leave the venue voluntarily. If I go down now, the banquet will not be happy." It will be so lively... I am the emperor, is it reasonable to be surrounded by a group of girls?"

"Pretending to be pure?" Bai Jue rolled his eyes: "What does a person who married five wives say in his previous life?"

"Marrying a wife is not the same as flirting with a girl." Charlemagne chuckled, glanced at Baijue, and said jokingly: "I think our French dragon knights are quite optimistic about you. I watched this girl grow up, really. She is a nice girl, and she will be a good woman... But as a heroic spirit, few people dare to marry her, and even if she has a strong personality, she doesn't like ordinary men, why don't you think about it?"

"It's really unscrupulous to lure me to France. Even the dragon knight is sold." Bai Jue also sat down on the other side: "I don't have time to talk about it now, and I'm not in the mood to talk about it."

"People always have to look forward." Charlemagne laughed loudly: "I didn't say that I was the witness of many heroic spirits. It doesn't matter even if you don't like French heroic spirits. Tell me which girl you like. Me, I'll help you settle."

"Then what if I fall in love with the Lion King?" Bai Jue said abruptly.

"Uh..." Charlemagne was stunned for a few seconds. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and patted his thigh and said, "Although I can't figure this out, it's okay to arrange for the two of you to meet in private."

"The heart of the old matchmaker is burning, right?" Bai Jue pressed his knee with his left hand: "But you don't have to mess around, don't think too much, this is not the time to fall in love... Even if you think about it for me ten or twenty years in advance There is no need to rush for a while." He paused and said: "My purpose is to end the war, and when the war is over, I can disappear."

"That's what I'm afraid of." Charlemagne shook his head and said, "Do you really think I don't know why you wear a mask? After taking off the mask, no one will recognize you, and you can easily disappear in the vast crowd ...but for me, it's a huge regret."

"What is there to regret?"

"Some people are unclear, of course it's a pity." Charlemagne said in a deep voice: "Do you see how many people in this banquet hall know you? How many people recognize you? This city of Paris is not guarded by me. They dare to be grateful It shouldn't be me...it shouldn't be just me."

"I don't care." Bai Jue said, "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."

"But I care." Charlemagne raised his head and took a sip of the bitter wine: "I am the seat of the gods and the emperor of France. There is nothing in the whole world that I cannot get. Honor, wealth, rights, and power are all for me." I have it, so I don’t care about more, even if I take away the glory that belongs to you, it is useless to me, I am the emperor of Western Europe, I just fulfill my obligations, but you are different.”

"You are right." Bai Jue nodded and said: "We are different...you are the emperor, I am not, you are the throne of God, I am not...you don't care about honor because you already have it, but I don't care about honor because They are just a burden to me... The place I want is always the battlefield, to end the war, and then go back to my old days and live an ordinary life, this is extremely happy. "

Charlemagne was silent.

He knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be useless, because maybe Bai Jue really didn't care at all.

The path he chose was salvation, and this salvation was not a bargaining chip for grabbing honor and power. On the contrary, in his eyes, the latter was simply a worthless burden, like dust on jade.

"I knew you were such a person a long time ago." Charlemagne smiled wryly, "But I don't understand, how can there be such a person like you?"

He is not greedy for worldly rights and wealth at all, and even abandons honor like a broom.

But it still possesses extremely strong power, is independent from the world, and is extraordinary and refined.

But who can bear to let himself decay into ashes in time?

Acquisition of civil and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family.

It is only meaningful when power is used. This is the case with Heroic Spirits. They have extraordinary power and have received the highest level of treatment in the country. If they want to, even the toilet can be replaced with gold and diamonds.

As long as there is no treason, material life and spiritual life can be enriched to the extreme.

It can even be said that even if you betray the country and succeed in defecting, you can still enjoy the treatment of a king like a god in a small remote country.

Don't talk about opening the Crystal Palace by then, as long as you have an idea, you can change to an eighteen-year-old girl every day, and the other party will be grateful to Dade.

This kind of happiness is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Because the family and the country promised the heroic spirits enough benefits and rewards, coupled with various emotional, blood, and educational constraints, the strategic weapon of the heroic spirits could finally be controlled, and it has been like this for thousands of years.

But Bai Jue has no concept of country, but possesses more terrifying power than heroic spirits. Such a person does not even have the desire for power, and is indifferent to everything in the world, and such a person cannot be controlled.

Therefore, when the war is over, he, who has a great cause, will become the heaviest worry in many countries.

But Bai Jue wears a mask, never showing his true face in front of anyone, erasing his own existence from the public's view, completely blocking his retreat, and not leaving the world with even the slightest chance to recall the past.

After killing the glory he should have with his own hands, he can't wait to go to the next battlefield.

Just to end the war, just to save the world.

There is only such a pure purpose.

How could there be such a person in the world?

Where does his heavy sense of responsibility come from?

Not only did he shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving the world, but he also took it as a matter of course.

No matter how Charlemagne thinks, he can only come to such a conclusion, but such a conclusion is so contradictory that there will be no second case in the world.

Finally, he gave up thinking about this difficult problem, and also gave up entangled thoughts, and turned all his doubts into acceptance, because... There is no better explanation, and no more possibilities. That's how it was in the beginning.

Maybe he didn't before, but from now on, he, Charlemagne, truly saw the light of humanity.

Someone more noble than the Heroic Spirit... is right in front of you.

Even if he doesn't say it, Charlemagne has already admired nothing to add. He thinks he can't do it, so he sincerely admires and even looks forward to a person like Bai Jue. His path is so straight, because every step he takes is without a single step. hesitate.

"At least, let me toast you a glass of wine." Charlemagne picked up the jug and placed the glass in front of Bai Jue: "I may not be able to do anything, but I should toast this glass of wine to the hero..."

"Heroes are never a sacred word." Bai Jue glanced at the wine glass and shook his head slowly: "I will drink with you again until the triumphant return. Now...don't be greedy." After finishing speaking, Bai Jue got up , Sword Qi soared into the sky, he raised his head against the moonlight, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Slip away."

He rode away with the wind, his back rose into the sky in the silver moonlight, and disappeared into the horizon.

Charlemagne lowered his hands depressedly, and sighed: "This is the first time I have failed in trying to persuade you to drink."

"After all, he is not His Majesty's warrior, nor is he a paladin, but he is more proud and self-confident than a paladin." Roland walked out of the moonlight: "Your Excellency, go to the Vatican..."

"He said that the next stop is Egypt. Egypt has united with neighboring countries, but its strength is still weak. The total number of heroic spirits is less than five, and its combat power is weak. Ramses must be a headache from hell, but compared to Eastern Europe The current situation is much better, and with his strength, it can be resolved in at most two days." Charlemagne hiccupped: "So the main problem is not in Egypt, but in..."