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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.

Rhiech · Fantasi
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191 Chs

Chapter 23.4

In fact, Kevin really did reach out and squeeze one.

The skin on these monsters was like the bark of hundreds of years old trees. When it was pinched and exploded, it would make a crackling sound like stepping on dead leaves. It was an indescribably disgusting sound.

They were fast and strong, and when their dead-wood-like fingers touched people, they could stick firmly. When they were pulled and pulled, people climbing on the mountain would be easily pulled straight down to the foot of the mountain and turned into a puddle of meat.

Kevin held the short handle of the knife that had been dug deep into the rock with one hand, and with the other hand, he hooked the monster's legs and feet like a gust of wind. When the monster was about to grab his arm, he made a sharp "click" and broke its bones, then shook it off without hesitation.

Seven or eight monsters rushed over one after another. Kevin grabbed another mountain wall with his empty hands, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled out the short knife that had been chiseled into the mountain wall.

The monster's huge belly was probably the softest part of its body. Kevin's blade was sharp, and he could cut a piece alive with a single stroke like cutting tofu.

Before the cold hairs that had just stood up on the people who were climbing the mountain below were subdued, they heard a scream a few miles above their heads. The scream was so loud that it hurt their eardrums a little.

Immediately afterwards, one by one black shadows fell from both sides like money, their speed so fast that everyone was overwhelmed.

The officer at the very end could not help but look down at the falling black shadow, and his calf twitched. The terrifying face of the monster with the bark of an old tree, and the almost endless abyss under his feet, made him even more terrified.

He suddenly withdrew his gaze, stared at the stone wall that was close at hand, and repeated to himself several times, "If you don't look back, you will arrive, if you don't look back, you will arrive." His heart, which was about to jump out of his throat, beat a little more slowly.

Oswald once said, "Even if you are not injured, you only have one head and two hands. It is a dream to use one as a hundred."

No matter how agile Kevin's movements were, he only had two hands in total, not to mention that he had to use one hand to hold onto the mountain wall. He could only parry those monsters for a while.

Fortunately, there were not many monsters coming down the mountain this time, only eight or nine in total. Kevin flipped them all over before his arms cramped.

He turned his wrist, relaxed his muscles and bones a little, then chiseled on the mountain wall with a knife and said to the people below, "It's fine for now, let's go. Speed up a little, or you might run into another one. At that time, I was not sure if you would just watch without doing anything."

Everyone was in a complicated mood for a while.

When they left Xuangong as a team, they all had the idea of helping Kevin in their hearts. After all, anyone with a normal mind would think that "going to the tomb of Phae alone is courting death." However, they did not have the courage to say it.

They felt that having so many people together would undoubtedly make things easier for Kevin.

Before they climbed the mountain, they were still firm in their thinking. After all, they would set up tents, find food, boil water, and water the horses. They were mostly responsible for night watch.

But at this moment, they were a little embarrassed, as if they had slapped their faces with a big mouth. Their faces were flushed hotly.

Help? Let him relax a lot?

Heh.

Everyone almost gave themselves a dry laugh in their hearts.

As they climbed the mountain wall, they began to realize that they were not there to help Kevin, but rather to hinder him. They were like enemy agents sent to pose as Kevin's assistants, and their presence was clearly designed to slow him down.

If it were not for them, Kevin would likely have reached the top of the mountain by now, and he would not have had to endure the recent hand-to-hand combat. Even though his voice still sounded relaxed, it was clear that he had been through a great deal.