Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Yes.

Real estate to the rescue.

Kant's thinking, the emperor has fully understood.

The black-haired boy in front of him, in his eyes, has transformed into a grinning executioner, raising the big blade in his hand high, and will brutally, thoroughly and gracefully complete a harvest of the highest level.

The huge wealth accumulated in the aristocratic system for thousands of years will be uprooted and swept away.

Otto II's breathing quickened.

feasible.

His reason, wisdom and experience all told him it was possible.

The heart is beating violently.

Obviously, he understood the essence of Kant's proposal.

Otto Triangle... The noble class occupies all power, power and money, so it is the ruling class of the world, which can overwhelm the bureaucratic group, the extraordinary group and the merchant group.

And now, Kant wants to directly take away the huge wealth accumulated by their ancestors.

It means that the stable balance of the Otto Triangle is immediately broken, and the consequences of the imbalance will never be limited to degradation and shrinkage... but a long-planned strangulation and extinction.

noble.

Even the emperor with a deep sense of stoicism and indescribable joy and anger, his palms trembled slightly.

He couldn't help thinking of the rumours about Kant, the whispers and blatant criticisms that sounded at every aristocratic ball, every salon.

From Goethe in the west to the kingdoms in the east, throughout the human race, the nobles are swearing at and hostile to the Aurora Dragon, calling him the destroyer of order and the destroyer of evil.

Because his hostility to the nobility is so obvious, it has destroyed ancient traditions and shaken the glorious rule of the nobility for thousands of years.

Now it seems that the rumors are true.

even too conservative.

Kant's plan was thoroughly implemented, and the nobles who had been siphoned out of great wealth had to face the terrible situation of losing control of their power and dangling power, and Kant would not give them a chance to breathe.

The cornerstone of the empire, the ancient aristocratic traditions, will cease to exist, and after money, will be deprived of power. When all power and money were lost, power became a joke. At that time, the nobles, I am afraid that they will perish with their ancient titles and ridiculous names...

Or change at all costs, merge with the emerging class, and survive.

this kind of thing.

This kind of thing... is what every qualified monarch tries to avoid and suppress.

Because the emperor is also a noble.

He is the largest nobleman, and while maintaining the aristocratic system, he also benefits from this unbreakable tradition, gaining the legitimacy, prestige, loyalty and authority cast by iron fire.

Perhaps for thousands of years, the emperor and the nobles have been wrestling secretly, deciding the ownership of the share of money through the struggle for power, but if there is an external force that wants to break this tradition, they will immediately agree to the outside world, because they both The nobles are the biggest beneficiaries of this system.

Just like now.

Otto II should hold high the banner, raise his arms, get the response of the nobles of the world, form a siege network to contain Kant, as a holy monarch, maintain the traditional order, break Kant's evil plans and malicious motives, let him Things are back on track.

It should be so.

- Kant and the emperor looked at each other.

There was a faint smile on the corner of the Earthman's mouth, and a calm but powerful gaze.

The emperor wrote letters and made proposals before, but Kant was noncommittal and avoided talking.

To this day, through this most daring, greedy, and domineering harvest proposal ever, Kant has asked his subtext with the inherent Chinese implicitness.

-are you ready.

Identify friends and enemies.

- Your choice will determine the depth of cooperation.

Otto II looked at him and was silent for a while, then slowly laughed.

"I have penetrated the monarch's delusions."

He let go of Kant's hand and stood up slowly.

"I own this huge empire, and my material desires have completely disappeared before I was forty years old."

"The desire of men and women, the desire to eat, what I hear, what I eat, what I touch, what I play, what I see, all can no longer arouse the joy and satisfaction in my heart."

"My country has already expanded to the extreme, and if it goes further, the possibility of a war with Mu Yue and even the Council will increase dramatically, not to mention the drastic changes in the mortal world. Dissipated in the shadows cast by the stars."

"In front of you, I don't have to make hypocritical words, I tell you the truth, this throne, this supreme authority and status, has become a burden and burden on me."

Kant showed Sa Beining's expression.

"Don't laugh, this is the truth, I only tell you the truth. The power and wealth brought by the throne can no longer be turned into enjoyment and make me happy. But I also dare not hand over the throne to the heir, because I give up the throne. If I have power, I will lose more, let alone respect, even my life will not be preserved."

"I am sitting in this position, but the identity of the emperor has become a job, making me run around and work hard."

"I want to guard against the power game of the great nobles, because if I take a step back, they will go further, and if they go further, they will think of the second step and the third step."

"I want to guard against the bureaucracy getting too close to the military, because when the rich and powerful bureaucracy has strength again, it will become the new aristocracy...and vice versa."

"The empire covers thousands of miles and has hundreds of millions of people. Just standing in the world will lead to endless hostility, vigilance and competition. The Austrian Council and the Dusk Dynasty regard the empire as a potential enemy. Political, economic, military, and cultural aspects Competition is happening anytime, anywhere, and I have to parry these big and small moves every day."

"It is even necessary to take the initiative to launch competition and maintain an offensive posture in order to complete deterrence."

When the emperor said this, he smiled helplessly.

"When you hear this, do you still think I'm joking? Since I took this position, I can't make up my mind before I die. Even passing the throne to a desirable heir in advance is useless."

When he said this, his eyes dimmed.

"Because I abdicated and he ascended the throne, we still have to fight. He is the new emperor, and he has to gather more power, but his power is limited, so he has to grab it from me. Even if I don't grab it for a while, I have to be careful when he does something. We calculated each other and we were more tired than when I was in office."

"If I don't fight and give it all to him, then... hehe."

Kant heard a hollow chill in the laughter.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "Why are you so skilled?"

The emperor stared at him and smiled sullenly: "What do you think?"

Kant was stunned.

"After I got old, I only understood the eyes of the father before his death." Otto II was silent for a long time, and then he said softly, "That kind of eyes is called worry and pity... It turns out that this is family affection."

The two were speechless for a while.

After a long while, the emperor raised his head and said, "Kant, what do you think?"

Kant thought for a while and said frankly, "I think you are a little pitiful."

"what."

The emperor nodded happily, without anger: "In this mortal world, that is, you, have the right to say in front of me that I am very pitiful... I am indeed pitiful, and I am also very envious of you."

— I **** envy you too, shit.

Jack House said on TV that he was not interested in money, I would just laugh it off, but if he said he was no longer interested in women, then I would definitely hang him on the street lamp myself.

Kant waved his hand and said, "You should talk about me. In front of me, you won't get up."

Otto II laughed.

"I say this, not to tell you that I am pitiful, I just want to say that being an emperor has no fun or pursuit, just mechanically defending power, like a machine."

"What do I have to pursue? Rich in the world and powerful in the country, I can't expand the territory."

"Fame after death?"

"After I die, I will only become a member of more than a dozen generations of emperors. In a hundred years at most, no ordinary subjects will remember me, and maybe I will not be as famous as the artists and scholars of this era."

Kant thought for a while and persuaded: "Not necessarily, we won the Star Palace, you are the hero of the empire who has a plan to save the country, and you are qualified to be called a great emperor, even equal to the founding monarch."

The emperor sneered and said, "What's the use of that? The founding emperor is so famous and prestige, and many of the political systems he established are still in use to this day. Legendary stories, I heard big things from childhood, but so what?"

"His reputation, I can disperse a batch of black materials with the touch of a finger. It ferments in the form of rumors and unofficial history among the people. After more than ten years, it will become an iron-clad fact. Just give some instructions when rewriting the history books, and make some records. If it is specious, it can turn him into a scheming, vicious and selfish hero..."

He disdainfully said: "The so-called reputation of later generations, people are dead, and there is another bird? If the descendants are unhappy, with a very arbitrary reason and excuse, you can arbitrarily knead and rectify the reputation you have managed for a lifetime, let alone in the future. When the country falls, the new country is established, and the history books are rewritten, do you still want to get a good deal?"

Kant said angrily: "You can read it."

"This is not to be taken lightly, it is the way it is. The emperor's pursuit of a posthumous name is a very sad and ridiculous thing - the monarch who rules the country with lies, violence, viciousness and cruelty actually expects the people of the future generations to be merciful. Really, really So weak!"

The emperor shouted: "The so-called reputation is completely useless!"

"No...I think it's still useful."

"Huh?" Otto II looked unconvinced, "What's the use?"

"For example..." Kant said seriously, "Hundreds of years later, it can make you a slut."

"…"

His Majesty the Emperor looked at him coldly: "What stupid words are you talking about? You must correct your sloppy mouth and talk nonsense. How can you be so frivolous as a hero who unites with the mortal world and confronts the Star Palace?"

"Where's the nonsense?"

Kant stared: "This is a fact, I tell you, there will definitely be a call..."

"Alright, alright."

The emperor waved his hand rudely: "You don't need to continue to make up anything, I have a headache after listening to it, just a little - if you are famous, you can become a **** in a few hundred years..."

He looked Kant up and down and sneered, "Then you must be more sassy than me."

"Grass." Kant's smile froze for a moment, then he looked up suddenly, "I'm careless!"

The emperor had absolutely no idea what he was thinking... just shook his head.

But there was a smile on his lips.

It had been a long, long time since he had chatted so relaxedly.

we can even say…

Never had.

He sighed: "In short, can you understand my mood? I have nothing to pursue. Being an emperor is just passively maintaining power and maintaining the status quo, lacking fun, and even using power as bait to watch my children and ministers. , people and opponents make all kinds of ugly gestures, and take pleasure in this."

"Use wealth, power, and power to change the fate of mortals, and watch them reveal their loathsome and twisted ugliness...or rare virtues in their lust."

"My reason tells me that I can't go on like this anymore, otherwise I will become a mad dizzy monarch."

"Just as when I was thirty-seven years old I felt that sexuality was no longer fun..."

Kant gritted his teeth slightly.

"Actually, it's not without fun." The emperor said lightly, "That time, when I looked at the meek, snow-white beauty that stretched out under me, violence suddenly rose in my heart."

"I suddenly grabbed her beautiful neck, listening to the melodious moaning turning into painful clucking, watching her beautiful face turn red and twisted, her body struggling, I could feel... tightening, tightening. Tight, bring me more joy. I'm turning beauty into ugliness, my body's senses are merging with my heart's joy, and I can still remember how it was—how excited, how frantic."

"Before strangling her, I was done."

"I slowly loosened her, leaving finger marks on her neck, from red to blue, I was panting, the sweat on my body became cold, I saw her eyes, a moment of pain, fear, despair and even disgust ."

"Then these emotions disappeared, and they all became docile, and she struggled to get her weak body up, sticking it close, like a precise machine, and starting the next process... as if the previous thing had never happened."

When Otto II said this, he looked up at Kant.

"At that moment, I suddenly became terrified."

"It was clear to me that the fun wasn't going away, but it was getting distorted. I knew I had to stop because I opened a new box, and if I went deeper, I would become those unworthy sons of aristocrats and unseemly emperors of the ages. , let those disgusting objects in the deepest layer of the underground palace come in handy again... At that moment, I said to myself, I can't be like that."

"So, at the age of thirty-seven, I lost the sense of pleasure."

"The woman who was almost strangled by me became my last concubine."

When he said this, he was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Today is really a lot of talk."

"I probably understand."

Kant concluded.

"You're a fun guy now, trying to keep yourself from becoming a pleasure criminal."

"It's really a set of things you say strange things, but it seems that you already understand." The emperor smiled lightly, "But that was all before... Now I have found new fun."

Kant stepped back subconsciously, squinting and said, "Isn't it possible..."

"It's what you think it should be."

The emperor sat down again and looked at the young man in front of him with a smile.

"Kant," he said seriously, "be my son."

"...Sorry." Kant rolled his eyes, "I have a father."

"I don't mind. If your father minds, I can talk to him in person and ask him to agree."

To be honest, if you give Kang Gong the maintenance items specially provided by the palace, and then give him a lifetime membership card, the old man will scream and cut off the father-son relationship with me.

-Because me too!

Kant filial piety in his heart and asked, "Why are you obsessed with this matter?"

"The trust established, the foundation of cooperation, and so on, I have already said it in the previous letter."

The emperor smiled and said: "But the more important thing is... family love, I want to experience the taste of family love. Like ordinary parents, without any reservations or selfishness, naturally believe in and love their children, and try my best to teach and cultivate talented children. , let him go further than himself..."

Kant spread his hands and said, "You have your own blood and children."

"Compared to you, they are all trash, and they are all selfish and cunning white-eyed wolves who don't know how to be grateful. If I entrust my sincerity, I will be bitten hard."

Otto II reached out and patted Kant's palm, as if there was light in his eyes.

"When the prejudice and hostility against you are completely dissipated, I find more and more that you are so beautiful and pure, and even understand why you make the Phoenix King fall in love with it..."

Kant was a little awkward, and felt a bit of roses around him.

"You're the one who shouldn't be there... Kant. Politics is dirty, nations are blood-stained exploitative groups, rulers are the world's biggest predators, those beautiful virtues are nothing but epic misery to fool young people Rhetoric, interests first, morality is a joke, this is the way it is."

"And here you are."

"You broke it all."

"Your innocence, your naivety, your ideals, your beliefs, should have become another victim of this cruel world, falling like a meteor."

Otto II stared at the person in front of him and chuckled: "But now, you are sitting in front of me, breathing, with warm skin, straight waist, fearless eyes... How confident, how proud."

"As if smashing all the sad darkness and weak compromises in the world, appearing in the world as heroes, carrying the greatest mission and cause... So they follow you."

"That's why the Phoenix King is dead set on you."

"I understand the elf queen's thoughts... She is a great monarch, with more blood in her hands than me and Griffin combined. She gave up herself for her duty and mission, and then saw you appear, she hoped You shine on the sky and leave a name for eternity, because you shine with your own brilliance, you are proclaiming to the world - such heroes exist! Such a road is feasible!"

The emperor took a few breaths to calm down the turbulent mood.

"I have no intention of cultivating another cruel emperor who is selfish like a poisonous snake." The smile on his face gradually became warm, lively and agitated, and the calm lake of his heart swayed again.

"I want to see what a bright monarch can bring to the world."

He even trembled with excitement.

"I totally agree with your plan, you don't have to worry that I will sympathize with and nostalgic the aristocratic system even a little bit. Every generation of emperors sincerely wants to kick them and bring all power and wealth back to the royal family. It's just because of the situation, There is not enough strength, so I can only pretend to be a snake."

"I will cooperate with you, gather power, gather wealth, and concentrate power."

"I'll do my best to teach you—the means, not the mind. Bright beliefs also need practical means, and you need more growth to unify the world."

"The elves will definitely cooperate with you, and the mortal world will cooperate with you."

"All light, power and honor will be gathered on you, and you will meet the enemy beyond the sky."

"Until you defeat the Star Palace and return to the earth in peace."

He was breathing hard and looked overjoyed.

"At that time, you hold the authority, shepherd the world, the shadow of the sky dissipates, and the tribes begin to multiply and rebuild their homes. That is the part I look forward to most."

His slightly excited voice became low.

"The threat of foreign enemies has dissipated, and the rentier class of the mortal world has been swept away by you, but the military group that has returned triumphantly, controls the bureaucracy of the mortal world, and follows you to save the mortal world. They have the right to enjoy a better life when they have made merit."

"So, a new class of rentiers—still emerges."

Kant's eyes changed slightly when he heard this.

"Fearlessness, dedication, bravery, loyalty...the virtues that meet the Star Palace will slowly fade away, they will deteriorate, as has happened countless times to the Council, the Empire, the Twilight Moon, and beyond."

"Justice will be slowly abandoned, traditions of honor will be distorted, and rules will have loopholes."

"The radiant souls that once followed you will gradually become dusty."

"At that time, you may face more terrifying and powerless enemies than the star palace, and they will make you more and more angry, disappointed and even disgusted."

"And this is what I left to the mortal world..."

"-Gift."

The emperor laughed, the smile was calm, but the whole face was alive.

"Will you still uphold your original heart, your intentions are bright, continue your battle, and fight for the weak?"

"—There will be a bright king in the mortal world, who may lead them out of the sad cycle that has lasted for thousands of years." He said with satisfaction, "I can contribute to the birth of this unprecedented holy king, It's not worth it, the cruel and cruel Otto II would have such a successor!"

"And if..."

His voice lowered again: "Are you going to respond to the degeneration of people's hearts and the corruption of morals in other ways?"

"In that mortal world, there will be an extra dark monarch who will rule, control, and suppress these sad souls in an unprecedented way, letting them know right and wrong."

He smiled silently: "I'm looking forward to this more."

"—Isn't it more fun to leave such a future to future generations than to be famous, to be famous, and to be a great emperor?"

"Descendants want to write about my past?" His eyes were sharp, "No, I choose to give them the future!"

Kant looked at the emperor, who looked back.

"Then what..." The Earthman spread his hands and said, "Why do you think I will stay after winning the Star Palace? I have a home, and it's cool that I can go home."

The emperor smiled disdainfully.

"Kant, I won't argue with you about your belonging to the mortal world and other things, I'll just ask you one question."

He leaned forward and asked calmly, "Is the situation at your house different from the mortal world?"

Kant looked stiff.

"Will you turn a blind eye to the sin, the pain, the sorrow, the parting, the death, the war, and the hunger that took place there in the long years to come?"

"Can you realize that nobles are the cancer of the mortal world and will run for ordinary people in the mortal world. Will you return to your real home world and turn a blind eye to everything with peace of mind?"

The emperor said indifferently: "Even if you return home directly after the war, if you don't come back - I am very happy."

"because…"

"—Damn, that world gave birth to a person like you, and made the mortal world like this. Now I have cultivated a concept that is as bright and holy as before, but the mental method is an enhanced version of the emperor's heroic power and sent it back, too. A beautiful thing, it is better to say that it is more to my liking."

Kant did not speak.

The emperor seemed to feel something, looked at him a few times, and sighed.

"Don't you realize or have been avoiding, the role you play and play in your home world..."

Kant still didn't speak.

The two sat opposite each other for a long while, and the emperor raised his eyebrows.

"How does it feel?"

Kant stared at him, not angry.

"Hundreds of years later, if you become a slut..."

"That must be a sick girl," he said.