Juliana’s workshop Chapter 55: Old Emperor

　　 Julius and Romeona, finally just glanced at the Crescent Palace from a distance, did not take a step forward, turned and left. The palace is not a place for people to play, and even if you just look at it from a distance, the palace gives people a gloomy and dignified impression. The two of them don’t really want to get closer even if one step further-this is one of the reasons, moreover. Crucially, perhaps because there are some strong presences in that imperial city, and they don’t want people like Julius and Romeo Na to get close.

　　 “That place is really repulsive to everything.” Julius looked back and glanced at the imperial city that was gradually in sight. “It seems to be incompatible with this lively city.”

　　 Julius said this very interestingly. Romeuona said: “But this lively place belongs to someone in the imperial city.”

　　 Julius knew who Romiuona was talking about, this city…even the master of this country, the emperor of the new moon. “What kind of person is that…” Julius couldn’t imagine how a person owns such a city or even such a country. On the continents on both sides of the strait, there are the territory of the new moon. When he realized this, Julius knew how exaggerated it was.

　　 “Most people don’t have the opportunity and qualification to know what kind of person the Emperor of the Crescent Moon is, except for the fact that he is already very old.” Romyona said, “After all, it appeared a long time ago. In the mouths of others, there is a frightening and awe-inspiring existence.”

　　”Is that such a terrible person?”

　　 “Who knows, maybe it’s just an exaggerated legend.”

　　 The two left the surroundings of the palace, and after walking around the city for a while, they returned to Ann’s manor. When they came back, the sky was already dark, and the afterglow of the sun had almost dissipated. Then they saw that Lulunaka’s room was empty, only the luggage was on the side-but the most important Lulunaka was not here.

　　 “Where did she go?” Julius stood at the door and touched his head, looking like it was troublesome, “It’s always like this, and disappears without saying anything.”

　　 Romiuona looked at the bed with messed up sheets, and thought for a while, “When did she leave and when did she plan to come back?” Romiuona looked at the bed like that, she probably could think of it. What did Lulunaka look like when she left… The question is, did she leave after a good rest, or did she get up after the two left.

　　 But no matter what the situation is, Lulunaka wants to leave the two of them and sneak out to do something, that’s right.

　　 Romiuona opened the window, just as the last light of the setting sun fell into the window, and the interior was stained golden.

　　 “It’s night…” Romyona murmured.

　　 When the sky really darkened, only the sun’s sky became a world of stars, in the depths of the palace. An old man in plain clothes, sitting on a cushion made of animal fur, half-squinted his eyes as if he was resting. This is a somewhat wealthy old man, and the richness of life leaves him with no trace of suffering and poverty, but his cocooned hands are particularly eye-catching. This is not the hands of a wealthy businessman, nor the hands of a nobleman. In this palace, only servants have such hands.

　　Of course this is impossible. If it were a servant, there wouldn’t be any gorgeously dressed people sitting on either side of him, looking respectful. On the left and right sides of the old man, there is a place for the middle-aged and old people. The strong middle-aged man and the obese old man were left and right, like a law protector, surrounding the plainly dressed old man.

　　 “There is another riot in King’s Castle?” The old man was slowly smoking a hookah in his hand. The smoke was spitting out from his nostrils and mouth. “It’s a vibrant country. Inadvertently, that Local people will do some unexpected things.”

　　 “That’s not a country anymore, Your Majesty.” The obese old man said to the old man, “It’s just a city.”

　　 “At least people on that continent think so.” The old man said, “Of course, to me, it is also a country. After all, there is also an emperor there, like me, sitting in the palace and listening The courtier reports to himself.”

　　 The obese old man stopped talking, just lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. The middle-aged man sitting across from him then said: “There is also something about the assassin…maybe the civilians outside are just talking about it, but this is probably true.”

　　 “Assassin? Who is going to assassinate? Which adult offends both of them, or the two offends whom?” The old man laughed, and smoke continued to erupt from his mouth. “Or, the assassin’s target Is it me?”

　　 “No assassin can approach your majesty.” The middle-aged man said quickly, “There is no rude person who can break through the defense of the imperial city and come to your majesty~ IndoMTL.com~ can have this ability to approach me. , It won’t be a rude person, maybe a great fighter. If there is such a person, I would really like to see him.” Speaking of this, the old man put down the cigarette stick in his hand.” But if you are an assassin, you shouldn’t be stupid enough to carry out assassination activities by yourself.”

　　 “Your Majesty, this can’t be a trifling matter.” The obese old man said to him, but it drew ridicule, “What are you afraid of? It’s not that you are being targeted, it’s just me who is about to enter the coffin. That’s it. But when it comes to getting into the soil, you can’t be slower than me for much longer.”

　　 The obese old man just sighed at the joke of the “Your Majesty”. If other people are so rude to him, of course he can’t just let it go, but what he sees is the existence that his wealth and power can’t shake at all—or, in other words, everything about him is actually in front of him. Given by the person.

　　 Everything here belongs to him—the old man in plain clothes, the old man who smokes hookah, the emperor of the crescent moon. He was sitting there, just like this, the sense of presence had already overwhelmed the two people beside him, and the one who could still stay beside him now was the existence above one person and below ten thousand people.

　　The emperor, the general and the prime minister, the three most important people in this country, are very rare to get together. There are no outsiders, no other ministers, only three of them.

　　 “I won’t talk about other meaningless things anyway. Anyway, if you are there, even if I don’t say anything, you can help me deal with it.” The old emperor continued, in a relaxed and leisurely tone, “Leave you. You should know the reason for coming down, right?”

　　 Both of them were silent.

　　 “I’m going to die. But you guys know about this now.”