[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Reconstruction and Rebirth

The fire in Ionia was finally completely extinguished, and the mutilated corpse of the fire wolf was used as a sacrifice to comfort the dead.

Thousands of people died, nearly 30 people were left homeless, and the loss of financial resources was untold.

I don't know since when, the prophecy made by the priest of fate who was "condemned by God" before his death is no longer a secret... Rather, the falsified prophecy has become the most turbulent link in the undercurrent .

The fire that burned the sky, the abandonment of the gods, and the death of the monarch.

And now, the first item has been fulfilled... The second item seems to be coming soon.

It is said that the crazy fire wolf was the will of the gods. They abandoned Parthia, and they wanted Parthia to perish.

why?Of course it's because the gods are dissatisfied with the arrogant...

So they brought disasters to his land, which is the real condemnation of the gods, and the Temple of Destiny, who told the truth, became a martyr.

Rumors that seem to be true and false are circulating among the homeless people. Maybe no one takes it seriously, and no one dares to take it seriously, but everyone who has heard the rumors has left a shadow in their hearts that they have not noticed.

Yes, I am innocent, so why did I suffer such a disaster?It's not my fault, is this disaster my destiny?

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Under the protection of Neskhis, the second royal palace, the royal court survived the fire. Except for the shallow pool, all the buildings were unscathed.

Both of Miao Xuan's hands have fully recovered. In this eventful time with tense hands, he naturally couldn't hide away and was pulled to help with government affairs.

However, other parts of Parthia are not peaceful. It is said that a very powerful monster has appeared in the south, which has destroyed many towns and killed many people. Nia was at the end of the fire, and there was no way to distinguish the palace.

Tileulius is back, and there is no doubt that the King of Conquerors will never and will not be able to drive him away this time.

The First Palace returned to his position, and his authority was even greater than before, but Neskhis was more silent and low-key than before, even though he had the credit for protecting the royal court.

It was Oluka's fire wolf that caused the fire disaster.

Someone has to take responsibility, whether it's for Ionia, which is two-thirds burned, or for the fourth palace, which is seriously injured and dying.

When all the royal palaces were devoted to fighting the fire disaster, the only third royal palace who did not participate in the disaster relief and had a close relationship with the source of the fire, even if Oluka was not at fault, he would have to bear all the consequences.

As for Vibius, his fate was snatched back from the God of Death, but his power could not be recovered for a while, and he was asleep for most of the day, and he did not know how long it would be until he fully recovered.

Miao Xuan came to the queen's bedroom this time because he wanted to see Vibius.

The long hair that troubled him was finally shortened a lot, from the waist to the shoulders, and the old light armor was no longer usable, so Miao Xuan could only take the [Lotus] that he had received two years ago, but kept under the box. Gear up.

And it wasn't until Miao Xuan found out that this armor was behind her upper body—it wasn't a skirt!

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#Finally no need to wear skirts! #

[Lotus] is a light armor in the style of a robe, and the waist still has a thickened design, but the decorations are no longer made of the gold material in the previous one, but are all replaced with white metal, and there is a cloak on the chest. There are also many defensive links at the joints... What is rare is that even though he has grown taller and shoulders wider in the past two years, he will not feel uncomfortable wearing it.

Generally speaking, this is a very good set of armor, even if it is placed in the last days, it is qualified. No wonder it will be counted into the equipment column by the system.

Miao Xuan knew that Mathes's modeling was easy to cause trouble, and he rarely tried the original light armor and the clothes outside the priest's robe. People were also used to his two fixed images. This time he changed a set of armor, even if all the surrounding They are all busy with post-disaster reconstruction, but he still attracted a large crowd of spectators.

The head maid next to Cornelia led him into the bedroom. When they reached the door, the puppet-like maid turned around respectfully and bowed to him, and then she turned to report.

"Please wait a moment." Miao Xuan stretched out his hand and gently stopped her.

The maid bowed her head meekly: "Yes."

In the milky white dormitory, Cornelia was standing on a soft edge with heavy gauze curtains hanging down. Miao Xuan had never seen such a queen. For the first time, she did not have exquisite makeup and dignified and appropriate clothes. There is no graceful demeanor.

This rare beauty simply wore a white dress and her long hair was disheveled. She looked down at her son on the hospital bed, embracing her arms and tightly pinching her arms—her long nails had been deeply It was embedded in the flesh and blood, and even stained the white sleeves red.

Cornelia, she was crying, maybe sad and angry, but more definitely hate.

But no matter what she was thinking, the only thing that was certain was that Cornelia would never want her showing weakness to be seen by outsiders.

Miao Xuan weighed his position in her heart, and made a decisive decision. He said to the maid: "Don't tell the queen that I came today."

The maid still bowed and did not speak.

Miao Xuan didn't care whether the maid would report, he sighed lowly, turned and left.

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Even if the royal court and the surviving temple extended a helping hand together, a small half of the people in distress were still homeless. Every day, every moment, people were seriously injured and died. Countless orphans who lost their parents had a lost future. For the first time, Duionia fell into the dilemma of urgently transporting supplies from various places.

The King of Conquerors patrolled the city with his soldiers and horses. The king who had brought Parthia victories for decades felt a little powerless when faced with the ruins.

He doesn't have the light curtain of Neskhis to isolate the flames, and he doesn't have the power of Tiureulius to manipulate the ocean, but he can fight, so he should be the one who goes deep into the sea of ​​flames and kills the magic wolf!

Why did he hesitate at that time... why?Obviously he has the God of War Shield, which the devil wolf can't break through at all...

If he had entered the flames, Vibius would not have been seriously injured, and Mathes would not have had to injure his arms.

yeah...why...

The King of Conquerors returned to the royal court with his family members. His three royal palaces were already waiting in the ruling palace. The three of them did not return to their respective temples in order to reconnect after the disaster. They were really sleepy and rested in the palace.

Even with Wang Dian's body, blue shadows appeared under the eye sockets of the three of them.

Both Neskhis and Tireulius had stubbled faces, and Miao Xuan... he was still pretty.

The King of Conquerors also didn't have much time to rest, and he was no more tidy than his two eldest sons. He strode into the ruling hall, nodded to the three kings' halls, and then said loudly: "Let everyone come here, everyone people."

Miao Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked up at the King of Conquerors, and met his calm eyes.

In the past few days, the entire royal court was busy with disaster relief operations at high speed. Now that the disaster situation has stabilized, it seems that it will finally come again.

"Mates, you are also injured, please sit and listen." The King of Conquerors said succinctly.

"It's not a serious injury, I've recovered." Miao Xuan showed his intact arms in his sleeves, "Thank you for your concern."

The Conqueror King said coldly in a low voice: "Go, don't let your brother and mother worry anymore."

Miao Xuan put down the pen in his hand: "...Yes."

The monarch's decree was conveyed quickly, and the subjects and elders quickly gathered in the ruling hall. Although they did not uniformly wear red and white clothes in the past, everyone is equally tired and serious today.

The King of Conquerors stood in the center of the hall, looking at his people, his comrades in arms.

This natural disaster has already taken too many lives, and there are many faces he is familiar with.

If the Flame Calamity were an army, then there was no doubt that it had already won.

These people standing at the center of Parthia's power have long lost their fighting spirit. They expect to recover the last bit of loss, but they don't even think about fighting back... just like the defeated captives.

"Bring it up." The King of Conquerors told his attendants succinctly.

Just a few minutes later, a group of attendants brought together a cloth-covered square object and placed it on the table in the center of the hall. It was flat but had a large area. Under the cover of the scarlet velvet, it was slightly curved.

The Conqueror took a few steps forward and stood in front of the table.

He slowly looked around, using his sharp eyes to make everyone who came into his sight hang their heads.

"I want you to answer me a question." Conqueror Wang Lang said in a loud voice, "I, Sexta, how many times have I encountered an enemy army whose number is larger than mine or even several times that of mine?"

This question confuses people, and no one knows what answer their king wants to get. After all, this question has nothing to do with the fire disaster.

"I know you can't answer." The King of Conquerors was not surprised, "Because my Parthia, from a small fishing village on the coast of Leto to the current master of the world, has experienced battles and encountered strong There are countless enemies!"

"No one answered, why? Because none of you can remember how many heads of powerful enemies I have beheaded. So now you come and tell me, when I encountered a strong enemy, did I fail once?!"

The people looked up at their king in horror.

"No one! No one dares?" The King of Conquerors sneered and asked, "The fact is, I! Haven't even lost?!"

"The Flame Calamity is just a dead army. Did it make you lose your fighting spirit?! Do you believe in the abandonment of the so-called gods?! Do you believe that the fate of Ionia should be like this?!"

No one spoke for a long time, and people stared blankly at their conqueror.

"No! I am your general, I am your conqueror, I will not allow you to admit defeat, if the gods abandon Parthia, then you should take me as your faith! I don't care what the mountain of God and the ten prisons look like, but My Parthia, its master can only be me!"

The King of Conquerors shouted, and suddenly lifted the scarlet velvet from the table!

Miao Xuan took a closer look and found that it turned out to be a rough city model. It was built on the edge of the ocean, with a regular and symmetrical distribution, full of the clean beauty unique to geometric figures. It is not a finely crafted work of art, but It is alive and well everywhere.

"Look, my subjects, this is the counterattack we should have. What is fire? A short-term defeat can't stop me from winning!" its territory.

"I will rebuild Ionia! Make it truly eternal!"*

The subjects stared blankly at the city model, at the streets and alleys that they were familiar with but unfamiliar, and who applauded first, it was like turning on the switch for people to express their feelings. Their monarch looked at this godlike man who led them to countless victories.

As if he were their unchanging benchmark, their supreme faith.

Perhaps the first palace that saved the king's capital has received unprecedented support, but when the word "king" is mentioned, people's first reaction can only be the monarch who established Parthia.

His undefeated record strengthened his authority, and the number of victories he won was so much believed in and loyal to him.

The morale that was hit by natural disasters is gradually being lifted up. The future is bright and worth looking forward to. Smiles and hopes permeate the originally gloomy ruling hall.

Neskhis looked at the model carved out of an entire city.

It is made of a kind of soft and cheap metal. If it is performed by a god-favored person, it can be completed in about an afternoon, but this is when there are already blueprints.

The destruction of Ionia was only a few days ago, so when was the original version of this model, the planning of the new royal capital... completed?

Neskhis maintained an uplifting smile, looking around at the crowd in the hall.

His father was so proud that he had built Ionia once, and now he was going to build it a second time. He wanted to give the city a new lease of life, like a true god of Ionia.

Neskhis' eyes finally fell on Tieuliu who was not far away from him. His elder brother who had grown up with him for several years also showed a smile of admiration and satisfaction at this time.

As if feeling the gaze of others, Tieuliu turned his head to look at Neskhis, who smiled at him in a friendly way, impeccable.

The author has something to say:

*After the great fire in Rome, the then Emperor Nero rebuilt the Roman city, spending a lot of money and extravagance.

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The third goal of the big brother: the pot of the fire disaster hits Oluka, and removes the arms of the Neskhis forces.

Goal [-]: Let the homeless refugees become the soil of rumors, and push the King of Conquerors to make a decision to rebuild the capital.