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37. Chapter 37(2/2)

He stood up, raised his foot and was about to go out.

Kevin stuffed a small berry into his mouth with one hand and pulled the iron chain casually with the other hand. The stretched chain lock just crossed in front of Osvid's feet.

"I'm looking for a fight when I say it halfway?" Kevin said angrily, "What is the second half of the sentence just now? What are you going to do when you brought back from the God's Tomb? Let me briefly summarize it."

So Osvid said concisely: "I brought back the footprints of Fae and another signature of unknown things. I planned to find time to rebuild a tomb for Fae in the future. It may not be so grand, but at least... I deserve the word light."

After hearing this, Kevin paused with the little berries' hand, looked up at Osvid, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

He stroked the iron chain in his hand, blocked Osvid's chain and hung loosely on the ground. He waved his hand without raising his head, and said like a puppy: "Okay, let's go."

The emperor generously ignored his bastard action, and walked out with great strides and turned to find the patrolman.

Kevin threw a small berry into his mouth, chewed it twice, then leaned back and leaned against the head of the bed and came out of the spirit.

Although the young Emperor is owed a beating, he can always poke other people's points when he is so heartbroken...

Perhaps it was really hard to get out the keys that were broken in the keyhole, or perhaps it was because it was not fully recovered as Osvid said, and Kevin was actually staying in this bedroom for several days honestly. Even when Osvid asked someone to move the bathtub into his room for him to take a bath, he accepted it without much protest.

This made the emperor a little uncomfortable.

As Osvid said before, a large piece of wound suddenly appeared on his body, which rotted until the bones healed a little bit. However, it was much better than at the time of the Tomb of Gods, and the frequency was much slower.

During the days he spent in his bedroom, except for Osvid, he counted the hardest down of the Palace of Sinia. Because Ban and Angel were not the ones living inside the Palace of Sudden Palace, they were blocked outside the Palace of Sudden Palace these days, and they were not able to see Kevin's handcuffs and shackles being kept in captivity.

Sinia's arm was recovering well, so Osvid lifted her ban, allowing her to roll around like a ball like before.

Angel was not here and Osved was busy with affairs, so the object she loved to harass her most popular person became Kevin. She came to ask Kevin to tell stories every day, and occasionally told him to Kevin.

"I was in a miserable state a while ago. My uncle locked me in the room and was not allowed to get out of bed." The little girl took out this matter every day and complained to Kevin. "But Grandpa Ian was even more miserable. My uncle said that his neck was connected to his head. Before he was completely cured, he was still not allowed to go out, so he was still lying down."

Kevin: “…”

Through this summary from the surface to the point, he finally understood that Osvid was worried that anyone would like to lock up people until the other party was not in danger. It was such a big crazy pervert, and he didn't even let the old man and the children go.

After complaining, Sinia climbed onto the bed in a very unceremonious manner, folded her legs and sat opposite Kevin, and handed the book: "Here-I want to hear this today."

Kevin carefully picked up the book, touched the old gray hand with a disgust, and said laughing and crying: "Which grave did you dig out of this antique, little girl?"

Sinia slapped her thigh: "Tell me!"

Kevin had nodded and muttered, "Okay, tell me. Hey-like your uncle."

However, he turned over the inner pages of the book twice, and stopped, staring at one of them for a while before saying, "Old God... How come you, a little girl, like to hear such stories about old sesame and rotten grains."

Sinia chuckled: "It's very fun!"

"Tell me from the beginning?" Kevin flipped it over and then closed the book and threw it aside, "Come on, I'll recite it to you."

Sinia looked at him with admiration.

As a result, Kevin, a bastard, was really memorized. He was even less emotional than Shunian, and he didn't even have a tone to fluctuate. He memorized for a long time without breathing, and he heard it so that Sinia was about to get down.

"...The beautiful and holy goddess Tenes said: 'May your life be as bright as flowers and as tough as thorns, and give you the name Melo, which means light eternal in the Word of God's." Kevin was very perfunctory when he was in his endorsement, and all the beautiful adjectives spoken from him were mocking.

But Sinia was not picky and could still listen to such a story. She interrupted her when she heard it and asked, "Who is Melo? Why haven't I heard it in other stories before?"

Kevin looked at her, said with a "Oh" and said, "Merlo is his former name, and flowers and thorns are his original symbols. Later, he grew up, and for some reasons, he buried his name along with his past, believing that God does not need a name, and the symbolic totem was replaced by the sun and the moon."

Sinia tilted her head: "Then why do you call him without a name?"
Chapter completed!
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