i am your guide

Chapter 118 The Change of the Century

In the applicable scope of the word smart, Sith and Vivienne are actually not much different.

The nature of the Eye of Hell has changed a long time ago. It is not only an organization that secretly conducts forbidden experiments, but also the emperor's assassination tool—whether it is for courtiers or princes.

How could Her Royal Highness, who dared to go to the Broken Star Belt alone, not stay behind? In addition to the current situation: the Emperor Melt of the Broken Star Belt and the Imperial Princess are on the same ship, and it is not convincing to say that they have nothing to do with each other.

Melt and Vivienne have teamed up, there's no doubt about it.

"Did you stop the search of Janey and Bria during the shopping mall bombing?" Sith asked.

"It's the emperor." Vivian shrugged helplessly, "He wanted to excuse his illegal organization, but it was inconvenient for him to do it himself, so he asked me to go there for him."

"It's really in the right place." Sith sighed.

The two guides who were dismantling each other's minds here never thought about how the two sentries on the other side were fighting openly and secretly while fighting against each other.

When Kevier boarded the Ryza, he sorted out all his thoughts and made all the plans, but there was nothing like what Melt said.

The Emperor of the Broken Star Belt stood under the giant screen with a cup of small black tea in his hand. When he squinted his eyes, he would show eagle-like sharp eyes, calm and cold.The man tilted his head to look at Keweier, with an obvious question in his smile.

"Don't you think it's too early to do it now?" Kevil responded with a smile, his voice was very soft, but the content was serious.

"How could it be?" Melt smiled. He moved very lightly when he lit the carved cane, the tip of the cane sank into the red carpet, and there was no sound. "Now is the best time."

"The dying lion king will not give up his pursuit of power. Our task is to give him a step up and make him willing..." Melt's tone suddenly resembled an aria, with a sense of medieval elegance. The sentinel paused, It was only a second later that the silent byte was connected: "Abdicate."

Keweier has no expression on his face. He is evenly matched with Melt. The major general with a gentle personality will not be defeated by the sharpness of the enemy.His heart is a polished diamond, tough and transparent.

Melt and Vivienne's ambitions are too great. They try to change a century, overthrow a dynasty, and change the name of Russell's former ruler. The positions of countless nobles will change, and the current stable political situation will fall apart.

What are the options for the Jones family?Can he make a fateful choice instead of the Jones family?

"Major General, you don't need to answer me quickly, and you don't need to express your position clearly." The old and cunning Melt obviously spent a lot more time working in the black circle than Keweier. Understand Kavier's concerns and worries.

If the S-rank sentinel in front of him was just a man named Kevill who fell in love with a guide named Sith, he could drop everything to be with him, and no one would threaten him with clumsy reasons.Cavill can do anything he wants, whether it's falling in love or desperately pursuing freedom.

But he was not, he was a member of the Jones family.

Kvir can fight the world for the Sith, Kvir Jones can't.

"Vivienne's actions in the dark in recent years have become very obvious. She is a smart person." Keweier said, he stood up, his back was straight, his golden hair covered his eyes, leaving only the dark green light in his eyes .

"Congratulations, you are shaken." Melt smiled, and he looked at Keweier heavily.

"No." Kevill turned around indifferently, and said something before leaving.

"I never wavered."

In the choice of Jones' glory and his beloved, he has never wavered, as always.

……

A long time later, 447 in the Imperial Calendar was called a year of collapse and reconstruction by countless historians. No one knew how that war happened. Maybe it was an inevitable counterattack that had been brewing for a long time, or it was an accidental departure when the gears of fate were spinning. A wrong tooth, the butterfly effect stretches out its minions in ordinary life, and at a certain moment set off a stormy sea.

……

"The Duke of Novendon is still alive. The headquarters of the Eye of Hell is on Quali. Vivienne and Melt are going to launch a coup to usurp the imperial power. The Eye of Hell is the royal weapon to strengthen the centralization of power and get rid of the Jones family. As for us, Now I'm going to confront the Eye of Hell alone... Oh, I forgot, as Vivienne's internal response in the Eye of Hell, Jane Yi will help us."

"Kevier, are you satisfied with my conclusion?"

Ni Yang, who left the Lysa, set sail again. Sith sat on the ground holding the high-end and luxurious bento that Vivienne gave them two. Does not show the original color of the food.Sith is like an opera singer on the stage of the Empire Theater, singing very rhythmic tunes while talking.He rubbed the edge of the plate with a fork, and said to Kvir in the driver's seat behind him.

"Satisfied." Kevill said with a smile, his voice was low and deep, like a feather scraping Sith's heart.

"But I'm not satisfied." Sith sighed, cutting the steak very hard, as if venting his anger. "I agreed to elope, but now I have to work for someone else."

"Work to make money and then elope." Kevill laughed, he got off the driver's seat, hugged the little group sitting cross-legged on the ground in the dark light, and said kissing the guide's neck.

Work to earn money, and then use it to marry you, Kevel thought.

"What do you think Vivian's chances of winning are?" Sith couldn't push away the big tiger behind him, and the sentry's arms were extremely powerful, wrapping around his waist to prevent him from running away.Sith felt sorry for the untasteful steak in front of him, so he didn't dare to struggle anymore.

He sat on the sentry's lap, and he could touch the sentry's profile as soon as he raised his head.Kevill's palm rubbed against his waist inadvertently, making him go weak for a while.

"Thirty seven, Vivian seven." Keweier said honestly. "The emperor's attitude towards Vivienne changed quickly. After the other princes died, he trained Vivienne as the future successor of Russell for a long time, but Vivian's political talent is too strong. She has Strong wrists and careful thinking, bold but not reckless."

Keweier's words were very objective, and Sith immediately understood what he meant.

Such an excellent successor will make the monarch feel gratified, and the monarch will be squeezed out of his little confidence and patience by the sense of urgency and threat she brings.

"But how many years can he live? If Vivienne dies, who will inherit his throne...ah." Sith asked suspiciously, before he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of another possibility. "Duke of Novendon, you're not thinking about the throne, are you?"

"It's hard to say." Keweier said.

"Suddenly, I don't want to marry into a wealthy family anymore." Sith pressed Keweier's hand that was becoming a demon with his backhand, raised his eyes and gave Keweier a warning.It's just that this glance is really useless, the guide is still sitting on the sentry's lap, his whole body is at the mercy of others.

"You don't need to take care of these things." Kevier knew that Sith was chattering casually, but he still said seriously. He sat with Sith in his arms for a while, and ate a meal.

"What does Mrs. Nina usually do at home?" Sith asked, licking his fork. He picked up a piece of steak and handed it to Keville's mouth, watching the sentinel eat it.

"Having a tea party, visiting the park, tending flowers and plants..." Keweier thought about it carefully, and it was nothing less than these.

"Then can I have a tea party in the future?" Sith asked vaguely.

"Of course." Kevill pinched the tip of Sith's ear and coaxed.

Anyway, the whole house is yours, Jones's, including mine.

Unsurprisingly, within an hour of misfortune, the positions of Kvir and Sith were exposed.

In the middle of the communication, Vivian explained to them the motive of the location exposure: they need to lure the dragon army to go to Quali planet. The main goal of the army is to rescue Keweier and eradicate the eye of hell. Killing people with a knife is an effective trick of Melt However, Kavier did not resist - after all, the battle against the Eye of Hell is likely to be extremely difficult, without the fire support of the Dragon Legion, the operation will be difficult.

As for another purpose, it is to lure the Royal Guards away from the Capital Star.

Vivienne's military strength behind the scenes is no better than that of the Guards, but adding Melt is different.

"Kevil."

Keweier was confirming the driving route when he suddenly heard the guide behind him say.

The nostalgic breath approached, and the temperature of the skin contact was deeply imprinted in the memory. The guide sat on the armrest of his driver's seat, and his lips gently brushed against the side of the sentry's face.

"I want to change Ke Walker to Jones."

Kevill's breath was stagnant, he looked up at Sith, and found that the young man was looking down at him.

The dim blue light in the cockpit was like the sound of the beating heart, and the constantly changing scene failed to change the face of the guide. The young man, who had been in his heart for a long time, sat casually on the armrest, with half of his body leaning on the backrest like a boneless one.The jet-black hair hangs above her eyebrows, and the smile in her pupils implies tenderness and hope.

"Okay." Kevel replied.