I like to read the "Calendar" describing the old times as a bedtime story, so naturally I didn't cultivate this obsession.
But for Kevin's situation, apart from "returning to ancestors", there is no other more reasonable explanation.
"Returning to ancestors?" Kevin was stunned for a moment before he realized, shrugged and said, "Maybe."
"You... can heal any wound like this?" Oswald took a deep look at the smooth skin on his wrist, "Wouldn't that mean you will never die?"
Kevin shook his head: "Almost, but not all. At present, as long as the heart is not nailed, it can heal."
Oswald frowned: "What if the nail pierces the heart?"
"Of course I kick my legs and die."
"How do you know?" Oswald asked with a strange face.
"..." Kevin wanted to slap his mouth.
"Since you have lived till now, it means that you have not been nailed through the heart—" Oswald's light-colored eyes fixed on him again: "So how do you know this?"
Kevin didn't think of how to answer him for a while, and was trying to make an excuse when there was a knock on the bedroom door. Ian's voice sounded outside: "Master, the food is here."
The questioning was interrupted, and Oswald gave an impatient "tsk" before saying, "Come in."
Several female officials filed in with food, and thoughtfully brought a low table that could be placed on the bed.
Oswald signaled the female officer to put the food in order, and threatened Kevin seriously: "If you dare to leak a little food crumbs on my bed, you will even get out with the quilt, wash it and come back."
Kevin paused with his hand holding the spoon: "Is this your bed?"
Oswald said angrily, "Otherwise?"
"Where did you sleep after I lay in bed for three days and three nights?" Kevin looked a little strange.
"Sleep ass." Oswald rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I've been talking to Mio and the others about the garrison in the northwest. Mankao is dead, even if Sapir's old man is sick in bed. It is impossible to be indifferent to this matter. Besides, there is something wrong with the sand ghosts, how could they go back to hide from the rainy season with silent help, and sit and watch the North Emerald Country benefit? Ghosts will believe it."
What he said was also what Kevin thought. It is impossible for sand ghosts to do unprofitable transactions, and they never talk about fair transactions. They have a lot of criminal records, which makes people have to guard against them. It's just that when the rainy season arrives, Sand Ghost's actions will be greatly restricted, and all advantages will turn into disadvantages. In this case, what other means can they use to harass other races
Kevin didn't rest for a long time, he only had a nourishing meal shamelessly, then packed up and rolled back to the Bronze Army camp, returning the big bed to Oswald who hadn't had much rest.
The Bronze Barracks was a little deserted compared to previous years. Two days after the start of the rainy season, some people's vacation had already ended. Kevin learned from Oswald that before he woke up, Mio had returned to the border of the desert with a 10,000-strong guard to prevent the sand ghost from ingeniously launching a surprise attack.
The Red Iron Army, one of the three legions, was also sent out. They were stationed in the area of the Carat River in accordance with Oswald's order, closely watching the movement of the Northern Emerald Country.
Kevin's return still caused a lot of commotion. Although the three major legions have exchanged blood for so many years, the reputation of "the youngest and most victorious legion commander" back then is far-reaching, and it is impossible to be forgotten so quickly. .
Of course, it is impossible for him to perform suicide by cutting his wrists in public, nor is it possible to advertise that he is a unique cheat. With Oswald's acquiescence and supplementation, he brought out the nonsense that had fooled Mio earlier, trimmed it up a bit, blocked one by one, and quickly convinced other people besides Oswald .
Even Ban who dug him out of the ground with his own hands was almost brainwashed successfully.
"So, you still don't know who rescued you from the coffin and moved you to Andorha?" Ben asked Kevin while drawing his bow and aiming at the bull's-eye.
"Yes, I don't know." Kevin was very sympathetic to the silly white sweetness of the giant orc's racial genetics, and at the same time slapped Ben's wrist: "Left a bit, today is the southwest wind."
Ban Hao said: "Don't tell me such complicated things as east, west, south, east, west, and north. My brain is going to explode! I have maintained this posture for the whole morning. When can I shoot arrows? Huh? Can you adults give me some credit? How about after a while? My hand is going to be broken!"
Kevin turned a deaf ear to his howling and turned to correct Angel's movements.
Angel is the white rabbit boy who pretended to be an Eldar. He came to plan to leave Ugin Suspended Palace and settle down in the town of St. Antis, just as he had agreed at first. But on the morning of leaving, he ran into Oswald's little niece.