Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 539 Kingly Demeanor

Selefis in the early morning is always a pleasant sight.

During this dawn following twilight, the inhabitants of the eternal kingdom often hold collective prayer ceremonies to praise and thank the chief god Nath Horsas for the eternal blessings bestowed upon them. On some special days, the eternal inhabitants also hold morning tea parties.

However, compared to usual, this time after dusk, the city of Selphis, and even the whole of Os-Nargai, lacked the laughter, songs, and music.

The permanent inhabitants have lost count of how many years they have been away from death.

So when the power of annihilation returned, the natural laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death caused them exponentially more spiritual trauma.

Of course, the so-called annihilation is not a reversal of time. Milo destroyed a portion of the Crystallings and the Death Crystals they carried; that time will not be reversed. The panic and gloom that gripped the city of Selphis was caused by Milo himself.

Another price of eternity is that it makes the already weak human soul even more fragile. They all hid in this huge cage to escape the laws of time that normal living beings must endure. They cannot even bear the pain under normal circumstances, so how can they withstand the destruction of their soul's sanity by a shadow?

Compared to the souls of Nero and Morgot, the eternal dwellers are more sensitive than infants in swaddling clothes.

……

Mylo's arrival sparked a fierce battle at the port of Selifis and panic throughout the city's inhabitants.

The people in this royal city did not inherit the fearless qualities of the original inhabitants of this site. On the contrary, it was fear that brought them together here, making them the eyes and ears of the gods, monitoring all movements within the forbidden zone.

So just a glance at that dark shadow streaking across the sky, even if it only lingered in their field of vision for a moment, was enough to drive them into a frenzy.

Because what they saw was not some dark shadow at all, but the deepest fear in their own hearts.

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To be honest, Milo was somewhat reluctant to leave Os-Nargai, because this place was practically a "ranch" tailor-made for him. Here, he could obtain the deepest and purest fear. Every weak soul within the borders of Os-Nargai was the perfect soil to nourish fear, and as a devourer of fear, Milo could be fattened up.

"Maybe next time..."

These are Milo's original words before he left the Dreamland.

...

From forbidden territory to eternal kingdom.

The fearless race lived the most arduous lives in the harshest environments, while the vulnerable souls were kept by the gods and enjoyed a life of comfort and luxury in heaven.

It's obvious which one is more pitiful, but it's hard to judge which one is more tragic.

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The dilapidated port of Selefez was now desolate.

The surrounding sea was littered with countless pieces of shipwrecked planks, and the harbor appeared to have been burned, covered in a layer of black ash, with thick smoke lingering in the air.

A somber atmosphere pervades the Eternal City at this moment.

And as Milo said, the people seemed to care nothing for their missing king.

Not only the citizens, but also the guards of the royal city and even the priests of the Emerald Temple, were all distraught and lost their souls after suffering this series of heavy blows. From the lowest-ranking residents to the upper echelons of the royal family, from the royal city guards to the temple priests, no one even suggested rescuing King Kurans.

All the souls in the entire nation are like overgrown babies. After suffering a blow, everyone is looking for a broad shoulder to lean on and relive their pain. Some have even lost the thinking abilities that normal people should have.

In this light, King Kurans should perhaps also be categorized as "pathetic".

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Of course, perhaps because of his profound and clear understanding of the country, King Kurans did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction or resentment. He did not even harbor any expectations of the inhabitants' spirit of resistance. So much so that when he climbed ashore and saw the desolate scene of the port, his face showed not the slightest obvious emotional fluctuation.

Ah yes, Your Majesty King Kurans, he has climbed back from the sea.

Not only that.

His wounds were no longer visible.

His face, which had been scratched by crystal, was completely healed without even a scar.

The missing buttocks have returned.

The only thing that hadn't been restored was the morning robe he was wearing, which had been finely chopped into minced meat.

So the elderly king actually appeared at the port naked.

The good news is that the area is now deserted, and the frightened citizens have evacuated the port and fled inland, as rumors circulate that the terrifying shadow is still roaming near the port.

Kurans originally intended to grab a piece of fishing net or a tattered piece of canvas to cover himself when he came ashore.

Seeing this scene, I simply let some parts of my body that don't usually get a chance to see the sun come out and feel the sea breeze.

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Kurans crossed the harbor naked.

The functional departments that were originally responsible for managing the inbound and outbound trade and transportation were all empty, and even the restaurants, bars and brothels were deserted.

Old Kurans casually walked into the kitchen of a tavern, and as if it were his own kitchen, skillfully prepared a Bogu stew, then poured himself a glass of rum, squeezed on some lemon juice, and then sat down at the bar to enjoy it alone.

Despite it being the time after a disaster, Kurans appeared extremely calm and relaxed.

After eating and drinking his fill, he rummaged through the cabinet behind the bar and found the bar owner's treasured cigarettes, then crossed his legs and began to smoke.

It's easy to see that the brief moment of peace after the calamity made the old king quite content.

He couldn't even remember the last time he ate breakfast naked.

...

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But this rare peace was soon shattered.

The king's return rekindled "hope" in the city of Serefis.

The guards and priests dressed Kurans in robes again, and under their leadership, they conducted funeral rites for the residents who had lost their lives in the turmoil.

Since the people of the Eternal Kingdom are theoretically immortal, there is not even any land within the kingdom that has been designated as a cemetery. The king, prime minister, and ministers discussed this issue for nearly thirty hours.

Finally, after all these tedious steps were completed.

Kurans announced something.

...

"We need to reorganize the army, retrieve the lost crystal, and incidentally, capture those traitors who betrayed the Eternal Kingdom and bring them back to face punishment."

(End of this chapter)