hsntnovel Chapter 610 Praise the Emperor!
Chapter 610 Praise the Emperor!
"Damn you, stupid medieval knight!"
When the big smart dragon emerged from the pool again, it roared at Li Ming.
But seeing Li Ming clench his fist, he quickly gave in and said, "So, is that damned Persian priest dead?"
Li Ming was a little annoyed with the not-so-smart dragon, so Bianca, who was more fluent in French, answered the question.
"...Esther Zarathustra is indeed dead. She tried to assassinate us but failed. We were acting in self-defense."
Bianca simply stated the facts she heard without emotion.
But the unwise dragon said directly, "Haha... People often pay the heaviest price in the areas they are best at. Just like our emperor."
"Emperor?" Bianca was stunned. What strange words was this dragon saying again? Is the emperor of dragons also a dragon?
"Yes, the Emperor, the lmperator, is not a Roman, not a Greek, not a German, not a Turk or a Russian - he is French, and his name is Napoleon Bonaparte!"
This extremely long and difficult prefix made Bianca's expression freeze. After taking a deep breath, she complained, "...I've never heard of Napoleon appointing a dragon as a colonel."
"Oh, my dear lady, from Alexandria to St. Helena, loyal Bertrand will always be the emperor's most trusted soldier." The wise guy looked very angry, "A soldier! Not a dragon! It's the barrel of the gun that can spit fire, not the mouth! Ah, no... Now it is indeed a dragon."
"Hey, hey, what on earth do you want to say?" Bianca was speechless. Why did this guy start talking to himself?
"Oh, my dear lady, you must forgive my increasingly confused mind." The wise dragon lowered his head and shook it. "Bertrand betrayed the emperor. Bertrand is no longer a soldier. The emperor activated the "wall" and he is creating a new world. But I escaped from his trench."
"Emperor... Wall... New World?" Rita also understood, but at this time, Lady Bianca needed to communicate on her own.
Lady Bianca seldom communicates with other people on this island, which makes her feel depressed.
Therefore, the substitute Rita has no upper limit, but Rita still translated these words to Li Ming.
[Li Ming's stand-in is now online! ]
Li Ming also secretly looked at that smart guy, who was obviously Wolong at first glance, but the wall he mentioned sounded strange.
"Could it be that this wall is the Wall of Asgard?" Li Ming thought secretly. It would be very interesting if the emperor was Napoleon Bonaparte.
"... Ah! damned maggots! damned weeds! They must have eaten away at poor Bertrand's increasingly confused brain, and driven him almost mad. My dear lady, you must forgive me, this useless old dragon."
"Oh, my grandma's stinky leather shoes, as long as you answer our questions well, the distinguished lady will definitely forgive you!" This strange accent made Li Ming couldn't help but speak like Shakespeare.
Bianca rolled her eyes at him and continued, "Yes, as long as you can answer our questions properly, I will definitely forgive you...Colonel Bertrand, how did you turn into a dragon?"
"Dragon?... Of course the dragon is related to the emperor, at least that's what the Eastern legends believe." Bertrand turned his head and glanced at Bianca, "But I must remind you, my dear lady, there is no such thing as an "imperator" in the East - sacredness is just a vulgar fantasy, and superman is the true meaning of a triumphant general."
"You praise your emperor so much? But the reason you are like this now is all because of that guy!" Li Ming complained secretly, hugging his chest.
Is this guy really still in his right mind?
"Damn knight, our emperor is a very upright man - even though he and the hateful witch who plotted against him are both terrible aliens called supermen." Bertrand pointed at Li Ming with his claws.
Li Ming felt that this guy seemed to have the potential for breast magic, no wonder he was thrown out and turned into a dragon.
"Come to think of it, whether they are snake people or dragon people, what's the difference?" Bianca complained helplessly with her hands on her hips. She originally thought that this world was just full of weird people.
Who can tell her where these strange creatures came from?
"No, how can there be much difference between clouds and rainbows?" Bertrand shook his head. "But what if the one who created the clouds wanted to make rain, and the one who created the rainbow wanted the sun?"
"......?" Bianca was overwhelmed by this sudden poetic feeling. A dragon suddenly became poetic in front of her. Bianca said she really couldn't hold it back.
Bertrand continued to explain, "I mean, the emperor is always a man... at least in appearance. A great man like him will not become a half-man, half-beast like me. The emperor said that God is a pyramid built in people's hearts, a spiritual tomb prepared by people for themselves to escape those disasters and pains that they cannot face. Ah, the great emperor, he always faces his passion and infects those around him."
Bertrand suddenly began to praise his emperor again, and Li Ming also appeared at this time, knocking on his armor, holding the holy sword [Yulandel].
Xiaoyou cooperated very well and emitted a dazzling light that flashed and almost blinded Bianca's eyes.
"Oh, praise the Emperor! Give the Emperor your last loyalty."
"Ah yes, the incomparable Napoleon Bonaparte! I will always be loyal to him! The French people will always be loyal to him!" Bertrand looked at Li Ming with admiration, and then with a pious look.
I have to say, it is a bit of a contrast to see loyalty in the eyes of a dragon.
Bianca also began to complain crazily, "...Hey! You just said that you betrayed the emperor yourself!"
"Me? Henri Gatien Bertrand? Betrayed the emperor? Hahahaha, what a horrible joke—ah, I did betray the emperor, so I am dominated by maggots and weeds here." Bertrand couldn't help knocking his head. "I'm sorry, my dear lady, my useless head must have been empty for a long time...but I will try my best to recall what happened."
Then, everyone watched Bertrand shaking his head and tapping his head.
"Hmm... Is it Moscow? Is it Waterloo? Is it St. Helena?... No, no, at least the butterflies on St. Helena are beautiful."
"Butterfly?" Several red crosses appeared on Bianca's forehead.
Li Ming also covered his face. He couldn't bear to bully the child. It was too embarrassing. It was not a subject of the Emperor, but a believer of Nurgle!