Volume 3: A drop in the ocean Chapter 7: Youthful Beauty Turns into Eternal Emptiness
"What's happened that makes you so panicked that you called me here in such a hurry?" The young man leaned in the deepest darkness with a teasing look, as if he wanted to hide his figure deliberately, but the words he said were somewhat unscrupulous.
"...I want to make a deal with you." The woman with her back to him turned around slowly and looked at the darkness calmly, but her burning gaze fell deeply into the young man's emerald green eyes hidden in the darkness.
"Oh?" The young man raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled in the darkness, showing that he was willing to hear more, even though the other party might not be able to see clearly.
"I will give you the prescription that you, the Ruoye tribe, have always wanted. You will ensure the safety of Yonghui City for me forever." The woman slowly took out a thin piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to the young man without waiting for his consent.
Even though the young man had deliberately pretended to be calm before, he couldn't pretend anymore. His emerald eyes were fixed on the other person, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He didn't move, nor did he reach out to take the prescription. He just stared at the other person with his emerald eyes. After a long while, he spoke, and his voice was trembling slightly: "Why?"
"I don't have much time left." The woman's voice was extremely calm, as if she was telling someone else's story . Upon hearing this, the young man's emerald green pupils suddenly dilated, and he flashed and exposed his figure without any scruples. His dark green hair, the same color as his eyes, suddenly fluttered in the air. His figure came close to the woman like lightning, frowned at her, and his concern was beyond words: "What's wrong with you?"
"Just listen to me." The woman gently extended a finger, signaling him to shut up and listen to her finish.
"That day, Lord Zhuo Ao entrusted the future of Yonghui City to me so carefully, but I don't have much time left, and I can't bear to let him down, so..." The woman didn't say anything else. She lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was sorting out her emotions. After a long while, she raised her head again and looked at the young man with emerald green hair with a burning gaze. The hand holding the prescription firmly pulled the young man's hand and stuffed the thin prescription into the palm of the young man's hand.
The boy suddenly felt angry. He wanted to ask her what happened to make her, who was originally optimistic and cheerful, say such desperate words? Moreover, she entrusted Yonghui City, which originally belonged to her, to him in such a desperate tone as if she was leaving a will. However, he knew he couldn't ask. Since she didn't want to say it, then she didn't want him to know.
After a long silence, as if calming down the depression in his chest, he held the piece of paper that still had her warmth in his palm, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Why me?"
"Because you are the prince of the Ruoye tribe, because you are powerful, and because you have a pure and kind heart, only by entrusting you can the safety of Yonghui City continue to be protected." The woman's golden brown eyes suddenly blossomed with a strange look, and the expression on her face became much softer. She smiled indifferently and continued to say in her gentle voice that the young man would never forget even after five hundred years: "In fact, those are all boring excuses. The only reason is that you and I are close friends."
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD "Your Highness! Your Highness?"
The urgent and gentle calls finally pulled the man, who was sitting steadily on the commander's chair in the central army tent, wearing a black armor and a black helmet, with his head slightly tilted and dozing off on the table, back to reality from his dream.
"Your Highness, there is good news from the front!" The man who had disturbed his sweet dream was now covered in dust and wearing a blood-stained black helmet. He knelt in front of the table with an expression of joy that could not be concealed on his face.
At this moment, there was a moment of solemnity in front of the central army headquarters. A large flag with a trident pattern on a black background and silver edges stood in front of the commander's tent, and two rows of black-armored soldiers holding silver tridents stood majestically.
Looking up from the high tent, one could see flames shooting up into the sky outside the enemy camp in the distance, and the sounds of war horses neighing, spears clashing, and soldiers roaring and people howling mixed together.
He slowly retracted his gaze. Even though the shouts and cries of killing on the left and right wings were deafening, the yellow dust was rolling, and the flags were blocking the sun, his own central army camp did not move at all, and he, the commander-in-chief, was taking a nap in the tent.
This was a battle with almost no suspense. Our advantage was overwhelming. If the two old guys on the left and right wings couldn't even win such a small battle, then they could retire and return to their hometown in the South China Sea to accompany their father.
Therefore, the man in black armor and helmet knew the current battle situation without listening to the report from the spy. He just tapped the table in front of him with his slender fingers expressionlessly, and blurted out words without a trace of the joy of a winner: "Pass my oral order to the two generals, Zhiguo and Zhuguo, to kill them all. No one should be left alive."
This calm and casual sentence decided the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people in the enemy camp. The man who received the order was a veteran warrior, but he felt a little terrified. He wondered how the iJue clan had angered His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be so cruel.
He thought so in his heart, but did not dare to raise any objection. After receiving the order, he quickly turned around and left.
At this moment, the man sitting on the commander's chair gently leaned his body against the back of the chair. His long dark green hair flowed out from under the black helmet and scattered wantonly on the silver- glittering handsome face look even more arrogant.
He slightly closed his emerald green eyes and inadvertently thought of the woman in his dream.
How long had it been since he last dreamed of her? Decades? Or one or two hundred years? For the Ruoye tribe, that was just a fleeting moment, but for ordinary humans, it was several lifetimes.
Why did he suddenly think of her again? Even her eyes and eyebrows were so clear in his dream, as if she had just said goodbye to him yesterday. Thinking of this, he frowned unconsciously.
She was truly an extremely intelligent woman. She actually made such a request to him at such a time. She must have been sure that he would not break his promise to her.
Close friend?
Or the only confidant in this world.
Confidante.
He curled his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly. For her words of being a close friend, he had kept his promise for five hundred years, and perhaps he would continue to keep it until the day he died.
As long as he is alive, Yonghui City will be away from the war. Whoever, no matter which race, dares to attack Yonghui City will only end up dead.
The fate of the iJue clan is an example of this.
He would make them pay the price of genocide.
Suddenly, I recalled her words that day: "You still have a pure and loving heart."
Haha, kindness? If she knew what I did now, would she be relieved? Or resentful? She was such a kind-hearted woman, she would not be able to bear to see the scene of blood flowing like a river.
However, he also had his own helplessness. The world was no longer the same as it was back then. The strong preyed on the weak and the fittest survived. Only by being so ruthless could he keep his promise to her.
He is no longer the sincere young man he used to be. Hundreds of years of fighting on the battlefields and his blood-stained robes have already made him a ruthless person.
Perhaps, the only pure love left in his heart is when he thinks of her.
She is a unique woman in the world, a one-of-a-kind confidante.
This feeling has nothing to do with love, but it is a lifelong attachment.
