The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking - Chapter 186

[Article 186]

The original snow peak, south to the Andoha jungle, west to the desert, east to the Great Rift Valley.

It covers the entire range of activities of the Ona tribe.

The commanders of the three major legions survived for most of the time. The Red Iron Army went up the Kelachang River and cleaned up the messy scene of the former Northern Emerald Country and the small city-states. The Bronze Army was not idle, helping the aborigines of the Golden Lion Country. The half-collapsed town houses were repaired, while the Wujin Iron Cavalry guarded the area of the imperial city.

The folks are busy, the houses and waterways are repaired, and life is gradually returning to the right track. Even the market has begun to have a lively shadow, which is quite a kind of waste.

In contrast, the atmosphere in Wujinxuan Palace was rather heavy.

Because all the living people were awake, but the two of them were still unconscious and unresponsive, and they couldn’t even feel the slightest breath.

One was Kevin Fassbender, commander of the Bronze Army, and one was Emperor Osvid Knorr.

If it weren’t for the fact that the Golden Lion Country had a relatively complete set of legions and ministers to perform their responsibilities, it would probably be the same as the Northern Emerald Country and those city-states.

In fact, on the night when the two were brought back to the Wujinxuan Palace, all the medical officers with their eyes open were recruited, from the young to the old, none of them fell.

On weekdays, these medical officials often disagree with each other, and occasionally fight over some diseases.

But for Kevin and Osvid, the answers they gave were surprisingly consistent – there was no possibility of living.

Mio and the other commanders surrounded him with their arms hanging and bandages, and when they heard this, their eyes went black.

They insisted on not believing in this evil, and they gathered a group of doctors from the people again, and showed them one by one, but the result remained unchanged.

During that week, the people brought back from the south coast woke up one after another, including the imperial city cavalry army, the attendants in Wujinxuan Palace, and the closest emperor and Kevin. His Highness Xinnia, and Ian, the old housekeeper who had taken care of Osvid for more than 20 years.

After waking up, this group of people who have truly witnessed Hou and Guangming seemed extraordinarily dazed, as if they were speechless and demented. They were dumb for two or three days in a row. His eyes lay down, as if he had lost his soul on the mirror island, and disappeared with the island.

A few days later, their situation finally got better, as if they had just woken up from a big dream, they suddenly returned to normal, but they couldn’t remember everything that happened on the mirror island, only vaguely remembered that they seemed to have seen the trace, And it has completely disappeared.

The only ones left with a little impression are Ian and the commander of the crusade, Peter. I don’t know if it was because Kevin gave them too much shock when he revealed his identity, and the impression was too deep and indelible, or because they were in Mirror Island. Closest to Osvid and Kevin, protected by the last bit of light.

Unfortunately, as soon as these two recovered their wisdom, they were shocked by the two ebony square coffins.

Old Ian glanced at Osvid’s bloodless face in the coffin. Before he could say a word, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

“Impossible… How is it possible… That’s right… How can I not wake up? I will wake up…” Peter had bandages on his head and gauze wrapped around his knees, making it difficult to walk even in a bend. Hit, straight, like a zombie.

He just stiffened his neck, staring at the two coffins and repeating.

After reading for a whole day, Mio and the others had to call a few medical officers for him worriedly to see if his brain was also broken.

Poor old Ian was unconscious. Peter didn’t have any allies, so he couldn’t argue. Later, he himself began to wonder if he was really just a dream.

Old Ian was dizzy and dizzy again, Peter muttered to himself, and Sinia sat next to the two coffins every day, holding her cheeks and reading the story word by word.

Even the gang of iron-blooded men in the legion couldn’t bear to see such a scene.

What’s more, Mio and the others treated Kevin as a brother who was born and died. Even if they didn’t have a nagging thought like Peter, they still didn’t want to believe that the two would really not wake up again.

They kept stacking ice cubes beside the two coffins, and invited people from the Spirit Race to protect the coffins, just to prolong the time, hoping to wait for a healer who could bring miracles.

However, the more time passed, the more depressed everyone’s will, and the faint hope disappeared little by little.

It wasn’t until Kevin and Osvid lay in the coffin for nearly a month without a heartbeat or breath that they finally began to accept reality.

This night is the last day for the two coffins to stay in the hanging palace. Tomorrow is the scheduled burial.