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The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking by Mu Su Li 木苏里

Many years ago, a young man named Kevin was entrusted with the task of looking after the young master (turned out to be the heir to the throne) during spring break. Kevin had barely entered the reserve army, and he was not looking forward to spending his vacation babysitting a spoiled child. However, Kevin soon found that he had underestimated the boy. The young master (aka the prince) was arrogant and demanding. Kevin retaliated and made the young master’s life a living hell. Kevin was constantly inquired of the boy’s beck and call, and he was often subjected to the Kevin’s antics. Many years later, Kevin, the Commander of the Bronze Army who ‘just came back to life,’ returned to the royal city, and the person in charge of power had already changed. His close friend gloated: “Silly; I heard that you had beaten His Majesty several times when he was still seven-or-eight years old.” Kevin unconcernedly said: “The old account had passed so many years ago. He must have forgotten already.” Oswald: “The person you all thought highly of was a shadow-like childhood existence to me.” Kevin choked on a mouthful of red wine in his throat. Oswald propped up his chin, absent-mindedly said: “But now, the power I held was already above his. How should I retaliate then…?” Kevin: “…” Q: Long time ago, I had beaten up a brat. The brat became the top boss now. How long could I still live? A: After a good meal, you could go on your way.

CeritanyaNyai · Fantasy
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Chapter 60.2

The mountain wind howled incessantly, whistling in his ears, mixed with the tinnitus Oswald was experiencing, causing him to furrow his brow irritably.

The reaction within his body was almost the same as before in the secret passage - his vision would go black momentarily, his heartbeat would thump loudly, fast and erratic, sometimes skipping a beat altogether. Sweat covered his body from head to toe.

Kevin, who was leaned against the cave wall next to Oswald, could even feel the heat emanating from his fur.

This left him uncertain. According to the old medical officer, the effects of the tonic concoction shouldn't be weak. If it were administered to a giant beast from Betange, the effects might even be doubled.

After all, the Betange giant beast was at the pinnacle of wild beasts. However, Oswald felt that the discomfort in his body was very similar to when he transformed from a human to a beast.

Thus, Kevin couldn't determine the reason behind Oswald's reaction at this moment.

It should be reasonable to assume that the day for the Betange giant orcs to revert back to their human form hadn't arrived yet. However, a mixed race was a possibility, and it was unclear whether taking the wrong medicine would have an effect in this case.

But after a few seconds of being stunned, Kevin placed his hand on Oswald's back and lightly patted it.

His divine power had returned, and his divine energy was slowly recovering. While he couldn't immediately return to his former peak state, he could still use his powers effectively.

The reason he hadn't used them all this time was simply because he was waiting for Melo.

The healing power of the God of Light shouldn't be underestimated. The restlessness that had filled the Giant Beast Heaven when they first arrived gradually subsided, replaced by long and steady breaths.

The turbulent torment of emitting cold air and sweating profusely gradually eased.

Kevin could feel Oswald's stiff and tense body beneath his fingers slowly relaxing.

The discomfort resembling transformation finally dissipated. Oswald let out a lazy groan from deep within his throat, his transparent eyes narrowing.

When Kevin saw his ancestor's appearance, he couldn't help but feel amused and exasperated. However, he continued to rub his neck, not stopping until the remaining discomfort was alleviated.

The inherently lazy God of Light felt a bit tired constantly crouching down to smooth the hair of this foolish giant man. So, without much thought, he simply sat on the ground, using Sirius as a plush cushion.

He rested lazily with one hand on his knee and used the other to pat the giant beast. "Feeling better? We're almost at the south coast. It's only a matter of minutes now. You can rest for a while."

Sirius let out a grunt, placing its massive head on its front paws as it curled up on the ground. Its furry tail swished back and forth twice before settling behind Kevin's waist.

Seeing Oswald's improved state, Kevin didn't focus all his attention on him. Instead, he turned his head and quietly surveyed the surroundings, as if trying to see further south beyond the hills.

His gaze eventually settled on a specific point in the distance, and his hands, which were resting on his knee, fell to the ground. His palms pressed against the rocks, while his index finger tapped repeatedly, as if he were searching for something intently.

"The sound has stopped," Kevin said, furrowing his brows.

Oswald grunted, shifted his head, and placed his ears to the ground. He lay motionless for a moment, then responded in a low voice, "Yes, it has stopped."

His voice was deep and resonant, and his body seemed much improved. However, it was also hoarser than before.

Kevin did not react at first, his attention still focused on listening for sounds underground. However, after a moment, he turned his head with a strange expression and looked at his hand, which was now covered in the fur of the giant beast.

A hint of embarrassment tinged his complex expression. The revered emperor seemed to have recovered a little too much while Kevin was not paying attention.

Kevin felt the giant beast's body beneath his fingers, hot and slick with sweat. The sweat was not the cold, clammy sweat of exertion, but a hot, humid sweat that seemed to seep into Kevin's own skin. He felt himself growing warmer by the second.

Suddenly, Sirius's tail, which had been hanging limply behind him, lifted up and swept across Kevin's waist twice. The soft fur of the tail brushed against Kevin's skin through his thin shirt, sending a shiver of arousal down his spine.

"What are you... are you trying to transform or seduce me?" Kevin slapped Sirius on the head, unable to articulate his confusion.

To his surprise, as soon as his palm made contact, the massive beast in front of him rapidly transformed. In the blink of an eye, Sirius disappeared, replaced by Oswald who was now sitting up.

Before Kevin could fully process this sudden change, Oswald grabbed him and turned him over, pressing him against the stone wall behind them.

What made Kevin particularly embarrassed was that, while he was still sitting on the ground, his legs were forcefully pushed apart, and Oswald knelt between them, his hands firmly on Kevin's shoulders, pinning him down.

Kevin could hear the sound of Oswald's heavy breathing in his ear, hot and rapid.

Kevin, the God of Light: "..." Someone's asking for trouble.