Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 The Apocalypse Prediction Text Volume Chapter 950 Conditions After teasing a few sentences from Huai Shi, Titus didn't do anything else. Instead, he switched to the front and chatted with Russell about other things.

　　 Fenghuaxueyue and cutting-edge technology, and even good food...

　　 didn't even snub the insignificant Huai poem next to him.

　　 makes people feel like spring breeze.

　　 Just as he had promised before, there was no difference in the bathroom, and it was not boring enough to use them to show the supreme authority of the emperor.

　　 It can be seen that this majesty has profound knowledge and insights in both performance and food, and he seems to have paid attention to small places like Tamba.

　　 even knows Anna's situation.

　　 "It turns out that this is the case, has it been completed again? Then the road of change can be passed on. The painstaking efforts of the previous pilots will not be buried, which is really a good thing."

Titus looked down at the swimming pool below, staring at the girl who jumped off the springboard, full of admiration: "You have planted a new seed, Russell, surely it will be a harvest year soon, right? "

　　 "Where is my contribution?" Russell smiled and said, "It is my student's achievement, that is his student, and it should be his achievement."

　　 "Don't human beings pass on from generation to generation because of this?"

Titus shook his head: "Bloodline, knowledge, spirit, pain, and ideals are not superior in inheritance. I want to say that it is because after breaking away from the shackles of blood, that you still choose such a path with free will, it is even more impressive Appreciation.

　　 The brilliance of the Utopia will continue on you. This is what I have witnessed, Russell, don’t have to be humble, just accept it with pride. "

　　 He slowly got up from the bath, took the bath towel from the guard's hand, wiped it casually, and looked back at the two of them: "It’s time for lunch, do you want to be with me?"

　　 "The emperor's invitation and the food in the Golden Palace, these two reasons can't be refused by anyone."

　　 Russell nodded happily.

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　　 It is true that this lunch is the most extravagant and elegant meal that Huai Shi has ever eaten. The deliciousness is not to mention, the guests are enthusiastic and the atmosphere is gentle.

　　 It's just that Huai Shi feels a little bit unable to eat when he perceives the faint dignity that gradually emerges between the banquets.

　　 On the contrary, this guy Russell should eat, drink, talk and laugh, and it seems that he is coming to participate in a charity fund buffet.

　　 After an enjoyable lunch, the unrelated people who had the honor to participate in the meeting politely retired.

　　 After the waiter took down all the plates and changed the drinks for the guests.

　　 Without waiting for Russell's opening remarks, Titus turned the glass in his hand and said straightforwardly: "If you have extra words, you don't have to waste time, Russell, I ask you-are you planning to reorganize the heavenly lineage?"

　　 is so abrupt and direct, putting the most important issues at the forefront.

　　 In front of the supreme emperor, fancy lies and false guarantees will not be useful.

　　 This is the dialogue between the emperor and the professor, the head of the Roman genealogy, and the surviving last descendants of the Utopia, which is enough to determine the next position of both sides and whether to extend a helping hand or take measures.

　　 Russell did not evade anything, and answered calmly:

　　 "I am running for this."

　　 "Very good."

　　 Titus nodded admiringly, "Since the hairless old snake and the group of monks who only know how to chant have already placed their bets, then I will not be stingy."

　　 did not put forward any conditions, the emperor generously promised: "Speak your request, Rome will meet you. Financial, material, new blood and assistance, as long as it is not excessive, I can give you."

　　 "Thanks to Rome for his generosity, but there is no desire for Rome below."

　　 Russell muttered for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Just, can your Majesty be able to give back the companions he used to be here? If your Majesty is willing to show mercy, then I will definitely do my best to repay Rome’s generosity.

　　 I don't know what Russell is talking about.

　　 At that moment, Huaishi keenly felt that the indoor atmosphere had changed.

　　 Not only the secretaries and attendants who changed color not far away, but also the imperial army guarding the gate, and Titus' unabashed coldness and unhappiness.

　　 "Such a request is too ignorant, Russell." He slowly shook his head: "You should know that Rome is never kind, and there is a limit to generosity!"

　　 "I know it well below my heart."

　　 Russell shook his head: "But his existence is an indispensable help for us. It's just a person. Compared with the huge wealth and the huge amount of materials, it is insignificant, right?"

　　 "If it's just a mere person, there is no need to say more, but what is involved is the face of the royal family."

　　 In the dead silence, Titus looked indifferent, tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, staring at Russell’s face coldly, but the old man’s calm expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

　　 "You have a problem for me, Russell."

　　The emperor said: "You even make me wonder if you are humiliating me."

　　 Russell did not lose his face in shock, but shook his head: "I have no such intentions here, but the purpose is this, so I dare not rush to the door."

　　 "If it's not my uncle, it doesn't matter if you take it away, but after all, if it's a little bit wrong, it will be imperial."

　　 Titus paused for a moment, and then asked solemnly: "Do you understand what I mean?"

　　 "Nature!"

　　 Russell raised his head and solemnly promised: "I will bear all consequences."

　　 "As it should be." Titus warned solemnly, "Russell. If there is anything wrong with my uncle, you will face Rome's anger."

　　 Russell smiled: "When that time is really coming, I'll offer a head to ask for sin."

　　 "Please? Ha, Mimir's head is worth collecting, but unfortunately, I am not interested."

　　 Titus asked again: "Russell, although you don't have any requirements for Rome, Rome has requirements for you. Now that the heavenly genealogy is ready to be rebuilt, how do you plan to treat the Golden Dawn?"

　　 "Wasn't they all enemies from the beginning? There is no other choice to talk about?" Russell replied, "You are the only one who lives and lives."

　　 "Very good."

　　 Titus finally picked up the glass in his hand: "Then drink this glass, I hope you can make a difference!"

　　 The cold liquor drew into his throat, but it burned like a flame.

　　 Carved the pain and vows of convulsion into the bone marrow.

　　 "Since the matter has been discussed, you should also go." Titus got up and left: "Rome will fulfill its promise, I hope you do the same."

　　 seems to be an illusion, the moment when the supreme emperor turned his head, Huai Shi actually saw a trace of melancholy in his eyebrows.

　　 Soon, an attendant came up.

After receiving the order, 　　 took Russell and walked to the depths of the sky courtyard.

　　 In the beautiful courtyard full of birds and flowers, Huai Shi followed his attendants around and walked into a courtyard hidden behind the many beautiful scenery.

　　 From the outside, it looks like a library with a large collection of books, full of knowledge.

　　 But the attendants didn't go any further, and left after bringing them here.

　　 Only Huai Shi and Russell stood in front of the door.

　　 "So, you refused the emperor's assistance and want him to release your friends?" Huai Shi asked inexplicably, "The emperor's uncle?"

　　 "Yes, he is one of the adopted sons of Titus' grandfather Olus, and the one with the highest achievement. Even if it were not for his refusal, Olus even considered him as an heir.

　　 He alone is better than a thousand horses, Huai Shi. "

　　 Recalling his old friends in the Utopia, Russell couldn't help smiling: "Marcus Sicinius Fronto Olus Anus.

　　He is an indispensable member of an ideal country. He has outstanding knowledge, elegant manners, and handsome appearance, not to mention, what is more rare is that he is reliable and reassuring.

He is the real prince—seriously, there was a time when young girls turned red when they saw him. Unfortunately, he got married early. After his wife died of illness, he didn’t renew his strings and devoted all his energy to him. At work, celibacy has been admirable for his loyalty. "

　　 "What does he do?" Huai Shi asked: "A sublimator? An alchemist or a scholar?"

　　 "Neither, he is the best diplomat, the former foreign spokesperson of the Utopia—" Russell solemnly said, "There is no one more suitable for that position than him.

　　 Thanks to his existence and maintenance, the many benefits of the heavenly genealogy in the present and **** have been recognized and guaranteed-friction, negotiation and visits between the genealogy are his domain.

　　 Even the war between the two rulers of Ifrit and Leviathan was mediated by him.

　　 is different from someone like me, who can earn the trust and respect of his opponents. No matter where he goes, even in the domain of the withered king, he is the most honored guest..."

　　 Huai poems have been ashamed of themselves before they finished listening.

　　 Is this the realm gap...

　　 At best, he is just betraying the degree of hue, and people are already full of prestige, and they are in the real world and hell.

　　 "Isn't it a combination of Ban Chao and Wang Xuance?" Huai Shi asked.

　　 Russell thought for a moment and nodded: "That would have to add Richelieu and Talleyrand..."

　　 Huai Shi has never seen anyone make Russell so admired ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but because of this, he is more and more puzzled: "Then he is so powerful, why is he hidden here? Is he knowing too much?"

　　 Russell's footsteps stagnated, but he stopped talking.

　　 The sound of pushing the door sounded.

　　 Just as the two were talking, the old man in the library who sorted books heard outside sounds and opened the door. After seeing the two of them, he was stunned.

　　 "Russell?"

The slightly vicissitudes of face is not as old as Russell, but as if only forty years old, with a soft light in the dark eyes, without lag, only long waist-length hair that has long been completely white. Reveals his long years.

　　 Even if it is simply wearing a white robe, it makes people feel noble and unspeakable.

　　 That is the grace that Huai Shi can't have, but his expression is not arrogant, but elegant and gentle, which makes people feel good.

　　 Seeing the visitors standing in the courtyard, the long-lived old man was never as full of disgust and unhappiness as other companions. On the contrary, he did not conceal his surprise and pleasure.

　　 On the contrary, Russell's expression was complicated, and he sighed slightly: "Long time no see, Marcus."

　　Marcus couldn't even care about the old scroll in his hand, he threw it aside, and walked up with a laugh, spread his arms, and hugged hard:

　　 "Long time no see, Russell, how are you!"

　　 Russell: "..."

　　 Huai poem: "……"

　　 No one responded, only an awkward silence.

　　 The scene of the reunion of Mingming's old friends is obviously so touching, but the problem is... Huai Shi can't understand, why is this old man holding himself?