My fish are all over the stars

A new bishop came to the main city of the Tu'an Empire. The bishop is said to be from a god-favored person. He always wears a red-gold gorgeous loose bishop's uniform, and a blessed silver necklace around his neck. Holding a thick textbook.

Different from the previous arrogant and high-ranking bishops, the new bishop has a gentle and humble temperament, which makes people feel good. His transparent red eyes are like the scorching sun, blessing warmth and light to everyone who is under his gaze.

That handsome appearance coupled with a gentle temperament made many aristocratic wives suddenly ignite the enthusiasm to go to the church. The new bishop is in charge of listening to the confession of the believers in the confession room. The noble wives always approach the confession room blushing, Talk to the bishop behind the curtain.

At the beginning, everyone thought that the young and handsome new bishop was not enough to take on the responsibility of guiding the believers. Only an experienced old priest could let the believers let go of their psychological guards, be persuasive, and give clear guidance.

On the contrary, what everyone expected was that every noble lady who came out of the confession room was full of relief, and their walking posture seemed to be much lighter. When they mentioned the new bishop, they no longer had the initial romantic ambiguity, but revealed out of pious faith.

Since the new bishop took office, more and more people have gone to the confessional. Some people say that the new bishop can make people face the darkness in their hearts and give them guidance when their hearts are at a loss, making people feel like they are reborn.

At the beginning, only nobles could enter the confessional, and then commoners could also enter. Finally, the new bishop walked out of the confessional, walked on the bustling streets, and walked to the most depraved corners of the city, listening to beggars, prostitutes, thieves, etc. The voice of the character.

He treats everyone equally, and he sprinkles the brilliance of God on everyone who catches his attention. Within his jurisdiction, the law and order in the main city has been significantly improved, and crimes have been greatly reduced. Finally, he got His Majesty summoned.

His Majesty of the Tu'an Dynasty is the greatest treasure in the whole of Tu'an. Since this His Majesty took office, he has unified Tu'an, established business channels, popularized writing, and reshaped the legal code...

It was the young His Majesty who pushed the Tu'an civilization to its heyday.

Some people say that the domain that His Majesty will control next is divine power. Those who are familiar with this Majesty know that His Majesty believes that there are gods in this world, but he cannot tolerate the gods to touch his country. In his country, he is the only gods.

Nebrant, the phantom and war dragon disguised as a human being, also heard similar rumors. He seemed to see an ant wearing a mustard head and a loess coat trying to provoke the gods, which made his gentle face appear for a moment. The mocking and contemptuous expression, this bad mood came and went quickly, it only appeared for a short moment, so fast that the envoy who was ordered to lead the bishop into the palace suspected that he had an illusion.

"How fortunate I am to be summoned by His Majesty." In order to cover up his small mistake for a moment, Nibrant began to piously praise the gods, praise Tu'an, and praise His Majesty.

This was the first time he used gorgeous rhetoric to praise the majesty whom he had never met before. At that time, Nebrant could never have imagined that in the future, he would speak even more gorgeous and unbelievably gorgeous rhetoric with true feelings, using countless beautiful words Imagery to pile up the unparalleled achievements of that majesty.

If he could foresee the future, Nanibrandt would not go to the palace with such an arrogant attitude. He often wondered if the majesty sitting on the throne had seen through his hypocritical mask from the very beginning. Dirty soul, so no matter how he makes up for it in the future, there will be a slight gap between that majesty and him.

At this time, he didn't know anything.

He stepped into the magnificent palace, walked into the study, and saw His Majesty known as the "Treasure of Tu'an". It was rumored that His Majesty had a face unparalleled in the world. Ordinary people could not look directly at Junhui, so His Majesty always wore a golden mask.

The young man sitting in front of the chessboard was wearing a golden hollow mask, his long black hair was casually tied on the right side of his neck, and his slender fingers were twisting the white chess pieces. , or chess pieces run white.

The lingering fragrance in the incense burner poured out like soft fingers. The young His Majesty lowered his breath, raised his black eyes, and his compassionate and warm eyes fell on Nebrant.

Nibrant always pretended to shine his warm eyes on others, but when the gaze of His Majesty fell on him, he suddenly thought of the difference between a firefly and a bright moon, and the inferior imitator was revealed at this moment.

"Would the bishop wish to have a discussion with me?" His Majesty asked.

Nibrant sat in front of this weak Majesty, he rarely played chess, because reality was just a chess game for him, and the fighting in the chess game was very difficult for him, and he couldn't enjoy himself to his heart's content no matter what.

But in Nebrant's few chess records, he has never had a defeat.

What he didn't expect was that he lost to this seemingly harmless majesty. It was also at this time that Nebrant suddenly thought that this seemingly weak and merciful majesty had launched countless wars, large and small, to Unify the peace.

It's just that the compassionate eyes made it easy for people to forget his bloody hands.

What a wonderful contradiction.

Merciful and cruel.

Weak but strong.

"I thought Bishop Nibrant was a soft-hearted man." His Majesty said softly, "I didn't expect the bishop to act so decisively. He is a rare general."

The black eyes stared at him lightly, and at the end of the round, all his dark sides seemed to have nowhere to hide under the eyes of His Majesty.

Nebrant suddenly felt displeased.

He also wanted to take off the mask on this His Majesty's face, to see what the real face of this hiding person was, and he even wanted to peel off this His Majesty's heart, to see what was hidden in that weak human heart.

Evil and tyrannical emotions wantonly impacted Nebrant's nerves. He slightly raised his hand, but before he could take any action, he suddenly saw the time-space brand entwined on that Majesty's body.

That was the guardian brand of time and space and the eternal dragon. If Nibrant made a move, it would definitely disturb that powerful dragon.

So Nebrant raised his fingertips and put them down again. With a hypocritical smile, he said gently and humbly, "Your Majesty's praise."

The warm black eyes quietly stared at his smiling face, and the black eyes were so focused that it seemed that there was only room for him. The His Majesty suddenly stretched out his hand, and covered the golden mask with his snow-white palm, and took off the gorgeous mask, revealing his beautiful face. A perfect face that is more dazzling than the scorching sun.

Nebrant's thoughts froze for a moment, he saw that His Majesty gently covered his face with a hollowed-out mask, and countless lights shone through the hollowed-out parts, as if the light was pitying him, a man in hell. demon.

"If the bishop doesn't want to laugh, just put on a mask, it will be much easier."

His Majesty raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly at him.

Later, when he recalled it, he only felt that this smile was like sunshine crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and rainwater passing through the abyss, and finally fell on his barren heart.

This His Majesty has a powerful charisma that makes it easy for people to like him, even a demon like Nebrant is no exception.

He has always cherished the mask that His Majesty gave him when he first met him. He has never cherished a mortal object so much. The phantom and the war dragon are different from other dragons. They have no desire to collect and protect treasures, but destroy them. emotions are more intense.

Conebrandt cherished that mask even more.

He puts on that mask whenever his desire to destroy the city ignites.

Later, various little details happened, which made Nibrandt get deeper and deeper. Later, he followed this majesty, and accompanied him to observe the people's situation. He looked at the compassionate and gentle eyes of that majesty. It fell on other people, like the spring rain that nourishes all things, and everyone on the land is covered with rain and dew.

Even the most vulgar untouchables can get His Majesty's mercy.

Maybe it was the mask when I first saw him, which made Nibrandt always think that he was special, but in fact, that His Majesty has countless exquisitely crafted and priceless masks, gold, silver, emerald, crystal...

That day His Majesty wore a brand-new crystal mask, rode on a snow-white steed, held the reins and turned to him and said, "Nebrandt, the ministers have been urging me to make a queen recently, but I already have a candidate in my heart. "

It is rare for a young man to have a trace of sadness and vivid emotion. At this moment, he is no longer like the majesty who is aloof and closer to a perfect god, but a mortal who is also bored and worried.

He said: "It's just that that person may not be the most suitable candidate in most people's minds. I don't want him to be under too much pressure."

"I'm afraid I will trouble you then."

The bishop only needs to stand up and say that the queen chosen by His Majesty is the man of destiny. According to His Majesty's original prestige among the people and the predestination of the bishop's oracle, all gossip can be suppressed by absolute power.

Nibrant froze in place, he heard himself ask: "Who is the person chosen by His Majesty?"

"Keep it secret for now."

After returning, Nebrandt personally crushed the treasured golden mask.

The red eyes were icy cold, as if looking at some garbage.

The next day, the most skillful craftsman in Tu'an received an order from Bishop Nibrant, who drew a pattern of a mask used by His Majesty. Every texture is so delicate that it is admirable. The paper was sent along with a small golden ball. There were several fingerprints on the golden ball, which seemed to have been kneaded into this shape.

"Does the bishop also want to reproduce His Majesty's mask for collection?" the craftsman laughed.

For the first time, the gentle and polite Bishop looked at him coldly without a smile on his face.

Nebrant didn't want to laugh at this time, but he lost his mask. He turned around and walked out of the shop. He saw that the street was covered with red silk for celebration, and everyone was celebrating the upcoming selection of concubines.

"What would a queen look like!"

"Mom, the queen must not be as good-looking as your majesty, right?"

"Why is Your Majesty getting married so soon? I haven't grown up yet!"

Children on the street ran past holding windmills, talking about the future queen as they ran.

Before that His Majesty was devoted to working for the country, he never considered his own lifelong affairs. Now that the country has settled down and got on the right track, the matter of choosing a concubine has also been brought up.

There are so many women eager to enter His Majesty's harem, so many that it makes Nebrant lose his mind.

He always thought before that that His Majesty would not fall in love with anyone, would not favor anyone more than anyone, and everyone was the same, but the reality told him that was not the case.

That His Majesty will marry the Empress, and even if His Majesty does not love that Empress, he will gaze at her with gentle and focused eyes, and then kiss, possess, and tenderly.

The stupid, humble and useless queen would leave hickey marks on His Majesty's body, and touch the part he always wanted to touch on the flawless skin of that Majesty.

Just thinking about it, Nibrant showed a mocking and cold-blooded smile.

Since the majesty he covets will be defiled after all, why isn't that person him?

Why did he go against his own nature and do those stupid things to protect and pay?Since you can't get it, it's better to destroy it directly.

At the most splendid moment of the good things, before all the pollution starts, he will destroy all of them with his own hands.

Since that Majesty will never love him more, why not pour all the hatred on him?Those beautiful black eyes could only stare at him in disgust——

What a beautiful look that would be.