Quadruple split

"Thanks."

Arthur stood up and shook his neck, rubbed his shoulders and smiled at Mo: "Physically speaking, it's okay. The main reason is that the power in the core is too difficult to digest."

Mo just looked at him calmly, then put the iron sword in his hand back into his bag, and said calmly: "If you haven't finished venting, I don't mind staying with you for a while."

"Don't!"

Arthur immediately waved his hand and said with a dry smile: "No need, I'm fine. Thanks to you, I won't run away casually again in the future."

Mo didn't insist anymore. He just folded his arms and leaned against the cold wall of the test site, with a calm tone: "You have already finished digesting it. The so-called 'rage' was also intentional."

"cough!"

Arthur's face suddenly froze, his eyes flashed and he smiled: "What are you talking about? I just woke up not long ago. It is reasonable for me to be unable to suppress the supreme power of your sinful king and cause my emotions to go crazy."

"You're not Farrah Ossis, and you're not Luther King."

Mo interrupted Arthur and said calmly: "Your capacity is much greater than theirs."

Arthur's mouth twitched and he was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "You almost destroyed my country."

"yes."

"Whether it's sober or violent, you have to let me vent, right?"

"Um."

"You are as easy to talk to as ever."

Arthur smiled self-deprecatingly, sat down on the ground carelessly, and sighed: "Hey, but that's true, after being filtered by that kind of thing, who wouldn't stand by you? ?”

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"What are you going to do next?"

Arthur didn't care about Mo's silence. He just held his chin and asked: "Use my death. Tsk, this is really strange. Use my death to prompt my father to start a war? Ha, I'm afraid that's not possible. It plays into the hands of the Griffin dynasty. After all, in my opinion, they are in urgent need of a large-scale war to reorganize their style. If it is not done well, Chauvin may become the first victim."

Considering that after waking up, he only had a few casual chats with Osiris and Garros before being forcibly taken away by Merlin to start checking his body. In fact, Arthur didn't know much 'inside information', and he even had some information because he had been dead for such a long time. Missing, but the crown prince who was regarded as a 'born king' by his father, William Bohe, the greatest king in the history of the Chauvinian Empire, has never been a showman.

Maybe he is not the wisest one, maybe he is not the bravest one, but from the perspective of a king, Arthur is still worthy of being ranked at the top.

If he were the crown prince of the Violet Empire, then Hugh Bresne would have been happily living his life as a tavern owner.

If he were the emperor of the Griffin Dynasty, then the Southwest Continent would probably have changed into a different situation long ago. Not to mention the behemoth Silver Alliance, but whether the Chavin Empire, Adolf Free Territory and even the Dreamland Theocracy can still exist now depends on it. Put a question mark.

Not many people really understand Arthur's abilities. Even within the Chauvin Empire, his presence as a crown prince is not particularly high. Perhaps there are many people who can see his excellence, but almost no one understands him. The word "great" is worthy of him.

It’s not that he deliberately kept a low profile, nor that his father William Bohe wanted to hide him, but in the eyes of the father and son, at least in the past two decades, what the Chauvinist empire needs is a person who can strengthen the treasury. The 'merchant king', rather than the 'eternal emperor'.

But Zui Jue, who was once a close friend of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, undoubtedly understood the former.

Because of this, Mo did not show any expression after listening to Arthur's words, but continued to remain silent, or in other words, waiting for the next step.

Sure enough, when Arthur saw that the other party had no reaction, he smiled bitterly, and then muttered: "You need allies."

"I don't need allies."

As a result, just when Arthur was about to provide his own ideas, Mo suddenly said this lightly.

"You don't need allies?"

Arthur rolled his eyes and laughed dumbly and said: "What if you plan to lead me and Osiris to form a death squad to assassinate the Blood Lion Emperor? That's okay, but you have to kill Princess Elisa by the way, otherwise it will be illegal. Riffen will only be stronger, haha, if Miss Silent Prayer doesn't mind, you can just take the second princess in, I think she will probably like someone like you."

"It's not me who needs allies."

Mo did not respond to Arthur's joke, but looked at the latter calmly: "It's you and your father William Bohe."

Arthur's eyes widened in surprise and he said blankly: "You didn't plan to kill my father? Or simply let me, the crown prince, kill the king myself and play a trick like a puppet emperor?"

"It's not necessary."

Mo shook his head, with a playful smile on his lips: "William Bohe is a very outstanding talent, and I have no intention of turning you into a puppet emperor."

"So you want to turn me into a thug?"

Arthur laughed dryly and shrugged: "It's okay, but my talent is limited. Even if the dwarf old man created such a body for me, I can only compete with Marshal Galahad. It's really 'two moves', and I might be killed by the third move."

Mo still didn't mean to talk nonsense with Arthur, but said leisurely: "I hope William can release his energy in a field that is more suitable for him, and the throne that has bound him for most of his life can just be occupied by you."

Arthur was silent. He did not continue to ask 'why not kill his father' and 'the question of the puppet emperor', because he suddenly remembered something.

That is because I seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding from the beginning.

Obviously, although he had no objection to the title of 'Sin King' that he had temporarily thought of, Arthur, who had started to live for a second time, knew very well that what Mo wanted and whether he wanted to become an emperor had nothing to do with it. relation.

Combined with what he said before.

"Oh, I'm short-sighted."

Arthur smacked his lips and smiled bitterly: "It seems that he was too poisoned by those bards."

Mo nodded slightly, knowing that Arthur had guessed it.

Everyone has their own place. In the story, the upright heroes cut off the heads of the bad kings and replaced them, and lived happily with the princesses. At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this plot, but if you analyze it carefully, it is actually still Very ridiculous.

The reason is simple, because heroes are not necessarily suitable to be kings.

In fact, probably most heroes are not suitable to be kings.

Because these are basically two professions

Heroes can be invincible on the battlefield and kill everyone.

The hero can strategize in the handsome tent and scold Fang Qiu.

The hero can be so handsome that he can instigate an enemy princess to rebel.

The hero can roar Stella, smash the stars, and then rush to the street.

But the business capabilities required by the king are another matter, because there are many aspects involved. Let’s give the simplest example.

You let a "X Country Warriors" player who can speed-pass casually in Shura mode, knows the effects of all weapons, understands the hidden elements of each level, and dares to go head-to-head with Lu Bu when encountering a very difficult level, to play something he has never played before. "The Chronicles of Country

Of course, there may be those who not only fail to die at the speed of light, but even have a lot of fun, learn while studying and eventually devour the world, but after all, they are only a minority.

Whether they are geniuses or fools, most intelligent creatures have their limits. There is a threshold in terms of talent, energy, and talent. Although there are many people who can be described as all-rounders in the eyes of others, such as Mo Tan in Yi Dong's eyes, But there is a limit.

For example, in terms of computer knowledge or hacking skills, Mo Tan is indeed very strong, but his energy is still limited after all, so bullying others is okay. If he were to be as expert as Futaba, even his physical development would be affected by it. He really can't compare to others at the same level of influence (?).

If it weren't for the absolute dominance, mind you, I'm talking about 'absolute' hardware advantage, Futaba and her self-developed NAVI could easily defeat Mo Tan to death.

Having said so much, it can be summed up in just five words - there are specialties in the art industry.

Just add a prefix if you can't help it - in most cases.

In those stories, it is not impossible for the hero to kill the bad king and sit on the dragon's throne, and still sit smoothly, but the difficulty will never be less than asking a teacher with both virtue and skill to answer the question "The car's fuse is broken but the engine It can still idle normally' or 'how to use the perfect heat to fry rice'.

So even though Mo didn't express what he meant very clearly, Arthur still understood it instantly.

If your father is suitable to be a businessman, then let him do what a businessman should do.

If you are suitable to be an emperor, then let yourself be the emperor.

Not as a puppet, but as a person who truly allows himself to govern the country, and to govern the country for the sake of the 'great cause' of the person in front of him.

It's not about killing people happily and scattering ashes, but letting the right people sit in the right positions. Such a simple truth.

But there are very few people who can do such a thing.

Otherwise, those countries in ancient times wouldn't have had so many messy succession events, and whoever was suitable to be the emperor would be the emperor.

Of course, there are tons and tons of complicated problems here, but Arthur knows very well that the 'Sin King' in front of him actually doesn't care.

Because he has countless ways to simplify those complex problems.

What's more, if he is willing to cooperate, even if he doesn't take action, many problems can be simplified.

So the question is, will I cooperate with him?

Will he cooperate with this madman who brought all kinds of unreasonable disasters to the Chauvinian Empire, killed countless people, and even assassinated himself in the end, trying to turn the world upside down?

Of course it will.

Because from the moment I started this second life, I was already crazy.

Arthur laughed and grinned: "You can convince me, but when the time comes, how will you convince my father?"

"You go and convince."

Mo gave a short and concise answer.

"Well, I don't have any objection to convincing my father or becoming the ruler of the empire in advance."

Arthur stood up and smiled at Mo: "What about you? Are you going to be a pawn for me? Or do you really want me to make you a king?"

Mo put on his gloves slowly, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "It's not just the Chauvinist empire that you need to dominate in the future, Arthur, as for me."

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'll dominate you."

"I'm sorry, I'm still a part-time worker."

Arthur curled his lips, then walked up to Mo and stretched out his fist: "Is it settled then?"

If it were the sin lord in the past, he would have punched Arthur, nodded vigorously, and then smiled and said: "It's settled!"

Then Arthur said please give me more advice, Sinlord said please give me more advice, and the air was filled with GAY atmosphere.

but now.

Mo didn't even glance at Arthur's fist hanging in the air. He walked straight past the opponent and said without looking back: "You continue to cooperate with Merlin to adjust your body. Someone will come to analyze the situation for you later. "

"You should give me some face at least."

Arthur put down his fist in embarrassment, turned to Mo's back and shouted: "Who can tell me about the situation? Is it one of our own?"

Mo paused and nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Grand Duke Garros? Well, Grand Duke Garros is very nice and transparent."

"Gawen."

"add"

Arthur choked at that time, and after a while he curled his lips and said, "You did it on purpose, right?"

"no."

"Okay, okay, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Where are the brothers and sisters?"

"That's not the kind of relationship I have with Silent Prayer."

"Really, you two are really good at acting!"

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Mo didn't speak, nor did he continue to walk out. He just stood there silently.

Arthur whistled, with a narrow smile on his face: "Could it be that you wanted to chase her, but she didn't agree and was only willing to act with you?"

"No, I didn't leave just because you still had something to ask."

There was no expression on Mo's face, and his tone was neither happy nor sad, without any waves.

Arthur was stunned for a moment, then showed an extremely forced giggle: "Well, I want to ask you if you like Silent Prayer Girl."

Mo took another step.

"etc!"

Arthur, who clenched his fists, suddenly shouted.

Mo stopped.

"Gavel"

Arthur took a deep breath and asked seemingly calmly: "Gavel Logan, is she okay?"

"She wrote me a letter. I asked Silent Prayer to copy a copy and give it to Cedric. It should be in William Boho's hands now. I have the original copy."

Mo took out a few pieces of parchment from his bag, threw them on the ground, and continued walking forward.

"Gavel's Letter"

Arthur took a step forward, just one step, and then he stopped stiffly.

"That's right, Gavel Logan's~"

An elegant dark elf woman passed by Mo, leaned over and picked up a few pieces of parchment on the ground, walked up to Arthur and handed it to him, smiling: "She calls herself your lover in the letter."

"Ah! Thank you, please."

"Nice to see you again, Your Highness Arthur, my name is Gawen. Please give me your advice in the future."

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Chapter 817: End