Just beside the broken wall of the high tower of Old Rose Castle, he was holding a longbow in his hand, and there was a totem of a phoenix on the side of his neck. "
Kevin laughed dryly: "Well, you remember it quite clearly, and then?"
"Mowgli and the others didn't mention the time when this scene appeared, and we seem to subconsciously regard him as a thing in the past, which has already appeared in the Old Rose Castle. But—what if it is not the past but the future? What if What Mowgli saw was actually some kind of prophecy?" He turned his head to stare at Kevin, his transparent eyes seemed particularly penetrating and clear: "You said, will the memories that we have all been erased be related to the law? Eh? When we arrive at Old Rose Castle, when we land in front of the tower, will we see Bright Fae?"
Kevin looked at him numbly, speechless.
"If you really saw traces, it would be completely understandable if you lost your memory." Oswald said, "After all, it's not something that ordinary people can see casually. Then we have a collective coma..."
He raised his eyes and glanced at the people piled up on the ground in the underground palace, and even seriously guessed: "If my thoughts just now are correct, then it is very likely that we were moved into this place by Phae, after all, who Can you move so many people from the ground to the ground at once?"
Kevin: "..."
"What do you think?" Oswald analyzed, glanced at him, and asked in a deep voice.
"It's reasonable, well-founded, and logical, so that's about it." Kevin waved his hand, agreeing perfunctorily, and at the same time murmured in his heart: Young people really dare to think about it. up.
While Kevin was muttering, his eyes were still circling around the corners of the underground palace, trying to find some clues that he hadn't noticed before.
As a result, as soon as he took a second look, he felt a fluffy thing approaching his lower back and arched him suddenly.
Kevin was scared when he came, and his skin got goosebumps when he was hit by such an attack, his whole body shivered, and he turned around and said, "...what are you doing?"
As a result, Oswald raised his noble and handsome wolf head, leaned slightly to the right, and made a very arrogant look, and then a little squinted gaze leaked from the corner of his eye, looking at Kevin very dissatisfied .
Obviously, he was not very happy by Kevin's perfunctory answer just now. After all, His Majesty the Emperor boldly made such a series of very reliable associations and guesses.
Kevin only felt that there was a line of big characters clearly printed on his furry face—should you praise me? Is this basic courtesy? Did you take imperial power seriously? !
Kevin: "..."
Ever since some people tore through the window paper, there has been a posture of "don't even want to lose face". In the past, His Majesty the Emperor wanted to save face, and tried his best to make himself appear calm, stable, deep and introverted, but now, for some reason, he is running towards some weird route.
If you have to define it, it's probably because you can't put your face down and want to show off your talent, so you're stuck between the proud Sirius and the peacock with its tail open.
Kevin stared at his face silently for a while, raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead, rubbed his hair twice, and praised gloomyly in a tone of "Are you two hundred and five": "You How can you be so smart, your intelligence is almost as high as that of a ten-year-old human child, promise me, let's play!"
Oswald: "..."
He snorted from his nasal cavity, staring at Kevin's every move with heavy eyes. Kevin didn't know what he saw at this time. He got up and walked towards the corner of the wall. From Oswald's perspective, he could see a section of his fair neck under his dark hair. Because he turned his head, he pulled The outline of the muscles and bones is obvious, thin and good-looking.
Oswald squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, only to feel that the roots of his teeth were swollen, and he wanted to pounce on the place where the muscles and bones were clearly defined, and rub the tip of his teeth hard twice. He tiǎn the impulse to press the tip of his teeth, and then he suddenly remembered something and said: "That's right—"
"Huh?" Kevin squatted down in the corner, groping for something there, and replied without looking back.
Oswald's teeth clenched when he heard his lazy voice. He coughed, and then said seriously: "The official Phae has a phoenix pattern on the side of his neck. Such an obvious mark should not be difficult to find." After all, according to the official's language, the appearance of Fae is related to the Golden Lion Kingdom. life and death.
Kevin paused his fingers when he heard the words, turned his head and said angrily: "Have you seen this mentioned in the "Calendar"?"
"That's not true... you mean the pattern didn't follow him all the time?" Oswald said