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Chapter 123 What do you want?

All the considerations that Cecil thought of cunningly came into play: the assistance of the paper god, the betrayal of the knowledge god, and the assistance brought by the road assistant. It is absolutely impossible for Emerson to win if only Emerson fights alone.After all, the weak god won the final victory by relying on his believers, while the powerful god was blinded by magic. His believers lay on the surface of the magical water and could not see the rough waves below the water surface at all. In the end, they could only Swallow the bitter fruit of failure.

All the actions Cecil did in the early stage accumulated to create a victory. This is a chain reaction, but he did not expect how terrible the war of gods is.

Luther once said to Cecil that gods are terrible, and mortals are weak, pitiful and helpless in front of gods. The gods he has been in contact with all the time are either the gods of Chinese civilization, poor or old or young , was always amiable to him, or Mooshi was a fool with a head, and his operations were so straightforward, which made him greatly underestimate how powerful a god in its heyday was.

Without Langdon, the other knights together would not be able to stop Gast. Even if Langdon wasn't an ancient remnant with the potential of a super-legendary mage, Chester would not be able to delay the time by giving the God of Magic some face.

Yes, all of this is just to delay time. Everyone knows that mortals cannot win, and even Emerson’s hesitation is not cowardly, because as soon as Chester appeared, the faith that Emerson received was lost in an instant Halfway through, he was too old to even stand up.

When a deity is weak but healthy, he appears as a child, and when he has no practical use in the world or the support of his followers is weak, he ages.At that time, Emerson was indeed on the verge of extinction, but he still stood up, just as he resolutely crossed the world to seek a vast new world.

Confidence follows strength, and being able to fight a real threat with courage is not something that ordinary people possess. Without Richard's stone, it might end like this in the end. The residents of Moon City hid aside in fear. , watching helplessly as the future is shattered and powerless.

This is not only a victory for Emerson, but also a victory for Moon City, a victory for mortals.

Cecil didn't care about any of that right now, only Langdon.

The big cat is not in good condition and suffered a serious injury. Owen, the master healer, spent two full days treating his injury alone. Fortunately, all this is not irreparable, and then he just needs to rest. .

What is irreparable is Richard's arm and the winner's head, as well as dozens of residents in the city who died because of the collapse of their houses, and even more people were injured.Chester's shock wave was intended to cut through Moon City. The chimneys of the foundry were crooked and had to be repaired. All work came to a standstill, and the invisible loss was immeasurable.

Fortunately in misfortune, the city wall of the old man Great Wall is as stable as Mount Tai, and there is not even a single crack in the shock wave that ate Chester from the front. The shock wave is transmitted into the city through the broken gate. many.

Many residents went outside the city wall to pay homage devoutly after the battle of the gods, because they come from different civilizations and countries, and the way of offering sacrifices is completely different.Many guests who came to pick up the carriage also ran to observe, amazed.

Cecil originally thought that the loss of God War would take a long time to make up for. However, things were not as he thought, just as he did not correctly predict the threat of God War, nor the impact of victory.

First, customers who ordered carriages not only placed additional orders, but were also willing to increase the price and delay delivery. Regardless of the former conditions, the latter conditions did save the life of the carriage industry.After delivering some of the carriages that were still in good condition, the carriage workshop got a chance to breathe and reorganize.

Afterwards, carriage orders from Tambunita, Kingdom of Glory, Loser, and Highgarden came like snowflakes. Obviously, these countries are not unaware of what Moon City invented, they are just observing secretly. After finding the winner, the rulers immediately sent envoys, who not only placed a large number of orders, but also wanted to see Cecil—not Langdon, but Cecil.

Cecil didn't want to see him, because he was too tired and too busy to talk about it, so Russell did it.

Russell delivered surprising news at the dinner meeting: "The Messenger asks if you have any requests."

Cecil was at a loss: "What do I ask for? What do you mean?"

"They are showing their favor." Langdon was not around, and Russell, an excellent student, took on the role of explaining the customs to Cecil, "We are the victorious side, defeating the gods who are biased towards the magic department with a god of civilization, and at the same time showing the level of the main god. Backstage, they have every reason to befriend us."

"Even if they are the kingdom of magic?" Cecil emphasized.

"Even if we are both magicians, we will not give any preferential treatment to the same kind." Russell said sarcastically, "Strength is strength, no matter if it is civilization or magic. We won, not only the battle of gods but also the status, It's not polite to just give an order, so they come and ask us what else we can ask to justify a friendly alliance with them."

Cecil thought for a while, and said: "I hope they will allow me to build roads, not only for Yuecheng to reach them, but also for any road in their country that needs to be walked. Road construction is free or a small fee is charged, you see, but On one condition, I will not allow any of the magic wagons to come on the road we built."

Dinner meetings are usually noisy and casual, and at this moment, the room suddenly fell silent.

Russell first broke the silence: "You want to kill them all?"

"Shouldn't it?" Cecil asked calmly, "I will not allow those people to start a second battle of gods."

"Their employees could be miserable," O'Casey said.

"So what?" Cecil didn't raise his voice, nor was he angry, as if he was saying something for granted, "This is what they deserve, and they must bear the responsibility for making a choice. I want them to fail, I want They are miserable and want them to have no place in this world. I want magic carriages to become a luxury item for collectors to show off. Maybe kings and queens will take a ride when they travel, and they will never enter the market again. .”

"Magic wagons can run unimpeded in the wild." Oakes put forward an argument, he always thinks more, this is not to criticize but to ask questions in advance as much as possible.

"Create mountains when you meet mountains, and build bridges when you meet water. One day, four-wheeled carriages will be able to travel all over the world at a very low cost." Cecil said sincerely, "I hope that magic four-wheeled carriages will disappear from the stage of history forever. It may not be possible for a while, but one day I will ask them to pay the price for this battle of gods, not only failure, but more."

After a moment of silence, Russell sighed: "Langdon will be very unhappy to see you like this."

As soon as this name was mentioned, Cecil's aggressive shell was immediately broken, he opened his mouth but failed to make a sound, and his eloquent talk disappeared, and it took a long time before he whispered: "I'm not doing this for us. "

"Indeed." Russell smiled, "Then let's do this, and I'll talk about it."

The result of the negotiation was surprising. Except for Luoxie's outright refusal, the Kingdom of Glory allowed Yuecheng to pave the road to the gate of the capital and other cities that had agreed. Tanbunita fully agreed, and the request was all free of charge.

Gao Ting's reply is very characteristic: Teach us the technique, and we will pave all your roads for free in the future.

"They don't have to buy it." Russell said, "Gaoting has all the top-level shaping magic. They can analyze the composition of Luo Cement but still buy it. This is a kind of respect and a gesture of favor."

Cecil eagerly agreed to this deal. He is too poor now, and rebuilding after the war requires a lot of resources and money. Besides, the technical content of this thing is too low, and it will be learned by others sooner or later.

The world used to regard Yuecheng as the stronghold of the Gay Knights. Now, the name Yuecheng has officially entered the stage of history as a character. As for whether it is a protagonist, a supporting role or a villain, it depends on the future.

Cecil met Gray on the third day of God's War. King Serin was dressed formally and gave him a formal ceremony as soon as he met: "I apologize for my past rudeness, Commander Cecil. , please forgive my arrogance."

It was a pleasant meeting, one was humble, the other didn't mind, and the meeting was over after both parties had declared their equal status.

Cecil watched Gray's leaving back without making a sound for a long time, feeling a little melancholy in his heart, as if the world had changed, but he was very clear about who he was and where he was, and there were conditions for such things as floating around. , as soon as he saw Yuecheng full of dilapidated buildings, he lost his mind.

On the sixth day, there was finally good news, Langdon wanted to see Cecil.

Cecil blew into Langdon's house like a gust of wind. The original house was ruined, with huge cracks on the wall. Moon City has been desperately building temporary housing these days. In short, make a mud shell to live in. Besides.

Of course, Langdon's room was not a temporary house, but a knight's original residence was requisitioned. It was very spacious. As soon as Cecil entered, he saw a large round bed surrounded by several translucent layers. yarn.

There is no silk or yarn in this world, this is obviously a magic cloth.

Cecil stood at the door in a daze for a long time, until Langdon on the bed said, "The original owner of this room is a couple who have a good relationship and are very playful."

Langdon's voice sounded very energetic, and Cecil threw himself on the bed excitedly. What caught his eyes was the huge scar on Langdon's cheek, which spread from his temple to the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, only a shallow scar remained. Red and should heal soon.

Cecil's nose was sore at first, and then he flew into a rage: "Why did God deliberately let me fall asleep before the battle? Do you think you can do whatever you want with a magic spell? Do you think I can't do anything?!"

"No, I think you will pray to the gods." Langdon said with a smile, "That's why I kept you awake, lest you immediately sacrifice when you see something wrong."

Cecil: "..."

What you said is so reasonable that I can't fucking refute it!

That's exactly what Cecil would do.

"You can't see innocent people getting hurt." Langdon said slowly, "It's even more so if it's relatives or friends, but there will always be someone who has to pay the price. Battle of Gods is not a game, and don't think that commercial behavior can be used to bring the final battle to an end." Avoid the past. Violence is the only and final solution. Only by physically destroying the other party can you get the result you want, because it is impossible to reconcile the contradictions between the two sides. What cannot be obtained with words can only be obtained with fists.”

These words kept Cecil silent for a full 5 minutes, until Langdon couldn't hold back his smile, and suddenly he yelled, "I want you to tell!"

Langdon: "..."

"Don't make a 'child disobedient' expression, how old are you?!"

"If we were all human, I could be your weight..."

"To shut up!"

Langdon laughed and said after a long time, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Yes!" Cecil said angrily, "I want to sleep with you! I want to sleep with you! No matter what you say or what I do, this matter must be settled! I don't want to delay any longer, the war of gods is over, You can't die, and I don't believe that I was stoned to death after I confessed and walked out! So, do you want to sleep with me?!"

"Okay." Langdon stretched out his arm, "Come on."

So, Cecil hugged Langdon and slept until dawn—simply sleeping—he was so tired that he couldn’t open his eyes without even kissing after being hugged with Langdon. like a pig.

When Cecil woke up, he saw Langdon's Adam's apple, sleeping with another person. How long had it been since?What's more, it's a man.

"Did I snore?" Cecil said hoarsely.

"What did you say?" Langdon pressed a kiss to Cecil's forehead, "Say it again?"

"Did I snore?" Cecil asked, getting up.

"No," Langdon replied quickly.

Fuck, I must have snored!

Cecil was troubled for a while, and suddenly found that he was riding Langdon in a very ambiguous posture at the moment, and the big cat actually looked over with a smile on its face very naturally.

I seem to have just woken up?

When this idea came to Cecil's mind, he almost jumped up like an electric shock, and ran out of the house rolling and crawling.When the "proof of a man" faded in the morning and he was refreshed, he forced himself to go back calmly.

Cecil didn't knock on the door when he entered. After all, they had "lived together" for a while and formed a habit.Langdon had already gotten up and was getting dressed. He was wearing a pair of trousers with his upper body naked. He stood aside and watched for a while like a fool. He felt the blood all over his body rushing to his lower body. The consequence would be a drop in IQ, and Langdon was already laughing when he realized the drool was dripping down.

The morning sunshine, the handsome guy with well-developed chest muscles, and the smiling face, who can resist this!

Slurping his saliva, Cecil said helplessly, "I...will come back later."

"It's okay, you can stay here." Langdon's movements were still a little stiff, but most of the wounds were fine, "Also, wipe off the drool."

Cecil pouted angrily, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "What did you call me for?"

"How's Moon City?" Langdon asked.

"Oh, it's okay. The reconstruction will take a while, and there are a lot of orders. The carriage workshop needs to increase its recruitment efforts..." Cecil briefly talked about the things during this period, picking and picking. After talking for a long time, "That's about it."

Langdon nodded: "Then do you like me?"

Cecil opened his mouth wide, and finally squeezed out a very small voice: "Yes, I like it."

Langdon continued to ask, "Where do you like it?"

Cecil stared and said nothing.

Langdon seemed to have expected it, and said, "You know this face isn't mine, right?"

"...I know." Cecil said weakly.

"Then do you have any other favorite places?" Langdon asked.

"You are very kind, gentle and reliable. You always tolerate any of my requests, understand me, support me, and always take on many difficult tasks without complaint." Cecil's voice became lower and lower, obviously , he also realized the problem in these words.

Sure enough, Langdon asked: "Then what if one day I'm not gentle with you, don't understand you, don't support you, and want to be lazy? Will you still like me?"

Cecil knew that he should say "Of course I like it" without hesitation at this time, but he hesitated. Of course, lying can be comforted for a while, so what should we do in the future?What if you don't like it?It is impossible for a person to pretend to be for a lifetime, not to mention, how sad it is to pretend to like someone after time travel!

In theory, I'm already dead!Guanghan no longer exists!

"If not, let's try it." Langdon said gently, "This way we can help you make a judgment."

Cecil couldn't wait to say: "Say it!"

"First of all, I really want to eat soup dumplings today, isn't there any in the cafeteria?" Langdon tilted his head and said, "By the way, is the cafeteria closed?"

"no problem!"

Cecil's nightmare begins.

How difficult is a big cat that is hurt and deliberately picking trouble?

When Cecil puts all the hardships—this is not an adjective, because everyone is very busy, he has to do this kind of private matter by himself, riding a griffin to the beach to catch crabs, steaming them, digging yellow, and making fishes The whole process of freezing, kneading noodles, and making soup dumplings took a day and a half—the next day, when he brought the soup dumplings to Langdon, the first sentence he got was: "I wanted to eat it yesterday, why today? just came?"

Cecil: "Uh..."

"Forget it, give it to me."

Langdon's second sentence after taking a bite: "Why is it so hot!"

Cecil was afraid of scalding Langdon, so he deliberately let it cool before serving it. He touched the steamer, and it was already a little cold. After all, it was getting colder in autumn, and it was a little distance to bring it all the way from the cafeteria.

"Is it very hot?" Cecil asked suspiciously.

"I'm more afraid of being hot." Langdon frowned and pushed the steamer aside, and lay back on the bed again, "I won't eat."

In the end, Cecil sat in front of the room and ate the soup dumplings by himself. After eating, he held the steamer and doubted life for a long time.

Afterwards, Langdon almost used the word "hypocritical" to its fullest, hot, cold, hugging too tight, not hugging and cold, going out for a walk, walking two steps and going back to complain about leg pain, stuffed Not to mention work, Searle was exhausted just coping with Langdon's weird and back-and-forth requests.

Finally, on the fourth day, Cecil couldn't take it anymore, and when Langdon called him to go again, he rolled up the parchment and pretended not to see it.

"Give up?" Russell, who had been watching coldly, laughed.

"It's not... that is, is this really his nature or is he deliberately messing with me?" Cecil was a little helpless, "Is Langdon really such a person?"

"What do you think?" Russell asked.

Cecil struggled for a while: "I don't think so."

"why?"

"The contrast is too great!"

"Why can't it be a big contrast?"

"No one can keep pretending!"

Russell said mockingly: "You and Langdon have only known each other for a year, isn't it difficult to pretend for a year?"

Cecil was choked, and it took him a long time to say: "But why did he pretend?"

"You seem to have misunderstood something? He is here for work, not for love." During the chat, Russell began to be eccentric again. "His behavior is to get along better with his 'colleagues' so that he can work smoothly. Did his method work?"

Cecil whispered: "It worked."

"So, back to the old question, what's wrong with that?"

"..."

Cecil always felt aggrieved: "Did he do it on purpose because he doesn't like me?"

"Not really, I think you are already the one he likes more, you haven't seen his attitude towards people he doesn't like." Russell sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as if tired, "How should I put it, I I warned you before, Langdon is not what he seems? First of all, you don't know what he looks like, if you like his face, sorry, that face belonged to his teacher. Secondly, you and him are fundamentally not the same kind of creatures. He is an ancient remnant, and you are a human being. The difference between you is even bigger than Oaks and I! Finally, you have no determination to be with him at all. It’s just that you’ve been annoyed by making things difficult for the past few days. He’s guarding your Moon City and your dreams with his life. What about you? What have you paid for? Even if you’re together, what will you use to overcome you and him? What about the huge difference between them? If nothing else, what about longevity? You'll kick off and leave Langdon alone to suffer? I don't think Langdon would mind if you say that kind of request."

"Of course I'm not!" Cecil yelled, and then lowered his volume, "But this kind of thing is nothing, it's a normal need!"

"Think about it yourself." Russell rolled his eyes and patted Cecil on the shoulder. "Anyway, you still have time to get along."

Cecil was completely entangled.