"Prophecy is just a reference and possibility. It is our duty to explore the possibility and find the right path." The emperor still slowly flipped through the scrolls and books. The papyrus that recorded the oracle thousands of years ago made a tiny rubbing sound under his fingers because of its dryness. "I have spent too much time on this work. I have heard too many stories and will not be stupid enough to practice the path of prophecy tragedy. We still have choices."

"I believe you, but I don't know who you know, so that you will stay in the library regardless of your fate." Victor von Dum turned around and looked around. It was quiet. The bustling discussions in the library's front hall were isolated by the heavy metal doors, and the sunlight outside the window was blocked by black fabric. The candle became the only light source for the emperor to read texts. Perhaps there was also the glimmer of light emitted by the indicator lights of the fortress-type automatic combat robot when standing by, but the glimmer of fireflies was too faint. "You have also approved all the documents." The Regent looked at the mountain of scrolls and books around the emperor and sighed deeply, "How long have you not been sleeping? How long have you not returned to Oxfordshire Manor?"

"Since I came to Kamataj, I greeted the witches, and they allowed me to leave for the time being." The emperor's expression was calm, "You have the right to approve the official document, Victor, you have all my powers in Latovigna and the Immortal City."

"That's about three days." The Regent pretended not to hear the emperor's reminder. Hammurabi brought him a chair, and then took out the wine that should have been lying in the emperor's wine cabinet from under the cloak without any hesitation. He waved his hand and looked at the emperor's face carefully. The long-term sleeplessness did not make the emperor who studied prophecy in a way that was tragic. The guy was still energetic, unable to see any fatigue, and even his lips were still moist. The emperor did not wear power armor, and his body was not connected to the intravenous fluid infusion of dialysis and nutrient-supplementing functions of the life system. "Are you looking at the prophecy of the Apollo priestess Pitia, which caused the tragedy of Orps? Why don't you look at Nietzsche's book "The Birth of the Tragedy"?"

Although Victor von Dume's metaphor is very complicated, the emperor still understood the regent's reminder of the "Dixin Spirit", otherwise he would not have described the ancient Egyptian papyrus in his hand as the prophecy of the ancient Greek Apollo priestess. As Nietzsche described in "The Birth of Tragedy", the tragedy in Greek mythology comes from the fact that the individual is constantly fiddled in the torrent of the primitive will of life and cannot fight against the sense of powerlessness. The Dionysian spirit is to practice the cruel destiny without hesitation when he knows the inevitable tragedy of survival, and pursue the tragic beauty of life.

This goes against the emperor's own ideas. The emperor's "Sun God Spirit" challenges impossible things with humble and fragile reason and order. He is not unaware of what he does. The emperor's rational beast nature and the emotional human nature of today's human society are contrary to the simple emotions. This is a tragedy in itself. However, the emperor also knew that this is the only way for human race to escape from the abyss of tragedy. Human beings seem amazingly incompetent in learning historical lessons. Emotions can be redeemed, memories can be forgotten, history can be modified, but objective facts will not be changed.

Victor von Dum also realized the price that was about to be paid, but they still jumped in without looking back and found a path to a perfect ending from the endless possibilities. At the same time, Victor von Dum Dum also made a small joke, riding the emperor's active reading of prophecy in the Oedipus complex. "We are all fools, so for our stupidity, I don't mind having a glass." The emperor took the glass of wine poured by the Regent, which was his first in three days and two nights. He was not without gains during this period. From the ancient historical records, he discovered some actions that were very inconsistent with the human thoughts at that time. Needless to say, this must be a bastard by the time traveler.

If it is to be more accurate, it is the emperor himself. After all, not everyone has the ability to break into the temple of Apollo to abduct the priestess Pitya and do nothing, and ask the young and beautiful virgins to be washed for themselves. The emperor has foresaw the scene of conflict with the Olympus gods, because this kind of thing is simply a humiliation for Apollo, but he does not know whether he did this before or after a conflict. He is quite self-aware. This absurd thing is very similar to what he can do after he let himself go. Judging from the records written by the priestess, her attitude towards the intruder was not that bad, and she even called him the immortal in her notes, predicting several false deaths of this person.

For example, I choked by nosebleeds when I went to bed at night.

"And, fuck Floyd."

"Go and take a shower, but it's not impossible to take a bath," said Victor von Dum with a smile. "Move faster, we have a lot to discuss!"

The Kama Taj apprenticeship area has no separate bathroom, and is wet and dragging dripping hair. It is common for apprentices to go through the martial arts training ground from the bathhouse to return to the dormitory area, both men and women. Even now, the emperor's room is still arranged in the apprenticeship dormitory area, because he was living in the witch's apartment when he became a deacon, and there was no need to change his residence at all. Now Modu has arranged a room for the emperor. When Salomon shook his wet head and left the bathroom and was blowing on the marble steps of the new room, the guards Hammurabi and Amon were still moving from the old room, including his small refrigerator for snacks and some early inventions.

"Aren't you waiting for me in the library?"

"Modu is here to make trouble again." Victor von Dum sat next to the emperor. "He looks like he wants to fight me."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "I heard that you had a good relationship with him in the past." Salomon fiddled his hair back, "and then you left Kama Taj without saying a word, as if you defected."

"So I won't cause trouble for Modu. At that time, I decided that Kamataj could not change the status quo in Latovigna, so I left here to form a guerrilla team." Victor von Dum shrugged. He felt that the emperor was shaking his head was throwing the water droplets on his cloak, but he was not angry because he knew that the solemn appearance was disguised by Salomon. "My power armor neural link design draft is also the knowledge learned in Kamataj. I will not attack the apprentice taught by Kamataj's secret wizard and the Supreme Mage."

"I suggest you fight Modu. At least there are restrictions on the spells used by both sides here." The emperor said, "If you don't take action, Modu will think more and more, from anger to resentment. This is his personality, and it is very easy to go to death. The Venerable has reminded me more than once to pay attention to Modu's mental state. Remember, non-fatal spells, hell flame rays, such as spells that can burn people, are best not to use. In your hands, the spell is similar to the hot melt gun."

The proposal was quickly accepted, and Modu ran over excitedly and expressed that he wanted Victor von Dum, the traitor, to know the consequences of betraying Kamataj. At this time, the emperor had already returned to his room and started to find something to eat. He did not care at all about how Victor planned to deal with his relationship with Modu. He knew that his regent was a sophisticated politician enough to grasp the standards just right, rather than being as excited as Modu, who always remained enthusiastic.
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