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Then Hopiruz pretended to be ready to be killed.

Parvezrawan sneered at this, he said.

"What do I want your head for..."

"You said there was nothing wrong..."

Upon hearing this, Hopiruz really didn't understand Parvizrawan. He thought of the best development, that His Majesty would change his mind and become a wise king again. Given the current situation, as long as Parvizrawan could regain his former glory and his army, the Brass Mask Uprising might not be able to overthrow the dynasty.

Parvizrawan guessed what Hopiruz was thinking and said something.

"It's too late."

These two short words express the vicissitudes of life and powerlessness.

"Why did your Majesty say this?"

We, your servants, are ready to die in battle, why did Your Majesty surrender first?

"If I say that I knew about the current situation six years ago, would you believe it?"

"this…"

"I made a mistake," Parvezrawan said bitterly. "I succumbed to the worldly desires and the desires of mortals. Perhaps the seeds of destruction were planted in the despair of learning the truth that night six years ago."

"What's the truth?" Hopiruz was puzzled and even shocked. What kind of secret could have made the proud Majesty Parvizlawan helpless and degenerate?

Parvizrawan did not explain. He sighed, a sigh so heavy that his waist bent even more, as if he was carrying something on his empty back. It was the truth called fate.

Oh, and the lie about the nature of the world.

It turned out that such a magnificent empire was drifting like a rootless duckweed, and the iron-hard walls and unstoppable army were as fragile as bubbles. Then, what was the meaning of the ideal country on earth that he was pursuing at the cost of killing his own sister?

How sad! The world is built on lies!

For a dreamer, the cruelest thing is to have his dream shattered. Someone who dreams of becoming a musician is deprived of his hearing, and someone who dreams of becoming a gourmet is taken away from his sense of taste.

Proud Parvezrawan, competitive Parvezrawan, he is really like a child raised by the giant bird Gohnus, who has just awakened and opened his eyes in the windless wilderness. The first thought that his ignorant life has about the vast and empty world is not praise for its greatness, but helplessness and fear, as well as emptiness from the depths of his soul. Therefore, he makes a sharp cry to attract his mother's attention and embrace.

Ironically, the person who told Parvezlawan the truth was his mother Lilupal.

It belongs to be full of filial piety.

On the seventeenth night, Parvezrawan was filled with remorse, as he had already made a huge mistake by extracting Shirin's soul fragment, and this was also the time period that Lilupal had carefully chosen.

All that is left for him is to go all the way to darkness, until he falls into the abyss and becomes a black beast.

During the six years, Parvizrawan had thought about rebelling against his fate, but whenever he thought of the lies in the world, he lost all his energy and was unable to overcome this hurdle.

Parvezrawan is a realist who believes that the world has played a bad joke and a cruel lie on him.

If it were Shilin, her thoughts would be more positive. Even if the world is a dream, she would still dance happily and embrace every minute and every second. It doesn't matter if she is false herself or everything in front of her is false. The love she has and the love she has for others are definitely not lies!

Parvezrawan is not so open-minded, and he has given up on himself and followed the prophecy to make a big move in the country... It's a spectacle, but it's actually quite interesting.

If it weren't for Zhen Ling's foundation, Parvezrawan would have become discouraged, depressed and anxious, and would have gained a lot of weight.

Just when the hall was silent, a report came from outside, and Parvizrawan asked him to announce...

It was about the riots among the citizens living under the Central Tower.

Hopiruz listened, frowning.

"Go down."

The attendant left.

Parvizrawan looked back at Hopiruz and smiled.

"What do you think?"

"…Someone took advantage of this incident. The Princess must be a demon in disguise, in order to intensify the conflict and make the court lose the support of the people."

Parvizrawan burst out laughing. He himself did not believe that the royal family still had the support of the people.

"Whether Xilin is a fake or a real person is not important. General Hopiruz, do you know why I deliberately transferred you from the Five Oases to lead the army back to the Royal City?"

"…to protect the royal family and prevent villains…"

"This is the first one," Parvizrawan said, taking off the crown. He looked at the precious golden crown, and his voice gradually rose from low to high. It was difficult to hide the passion and joy in his tiredness. "The second one——"

"Fight to the death with my son!"

“Even if he is destined to step over my corpse and sit on the throne, I cannot let Xirui succeed so easily. The harder it is to come by, the more we should cherish it. When he learns the truth like me, the pain and despair he will endure will be even more profound—engraved in our bones and hearts!!”

Hopiruz was stunned when he heard this. He was really dumbfounded this time. From Parvizrawan's tone, he vaguely guessed a shocking fact.

The leader of the Brass Mask Rebellion, the leader of the Flower God Cult that spreads the faith of joy, Huramudin, is actually the exiled Prince Hirui! !

How did His Majesty Parvez Ravan determine this?

Combined with the bunch of incomprehensible words before, Hopiruz was like a monk who was completely confused.

However, has the Parvezlawan dynasty finally reached this point?

Hopiruz was heartbroken.

As the sun set, the last ray of light was withdrawn from the palace hall, and Hopiruz left. He had a premonition that this was the last time he would listen to the king's orders and assemble an army to defend the city of Gur.

Hopiruz recalled the moments before he left, when the young and prematurely aged second-generation King of Gul City muttered to himself and kept calling out Lilupal's name.

Like a resentful woman,

What hatred!

Hopiruz got goosebumps when he heard this and quickened his pace.

I wonder if the owner of the city of Gur was cursed by the evil spirits wandering in the desert, or if the late king, this eagle-like man, died early.

Hopiruz didn't know, nor did he know that the new king would meet the old king shortly after he left.

……

The dark hall and the chilly atmosphere.

"Why don't you light the lamp?" Lin Ye asked.

"I can see you, unknown assassin." Parvizrawan said contemptuously as he sat on the throne.

"You should call me Lin Ye by my first name. As for my second name, I'm afraid it might scare you."

"Kisla Parviz, I want to ask you a few questions." Lin Ye said.

"Problem?" Parvizrawan sneered. "Over the years, many people have wanted to assassinate me. Are you here for the people below who can't survive? If that's the case, why would you ask?"

Lin Ye thought Parvizrawan was talking to himself, and he asked the first question.

"Why did you hurt Shireen?"

Parvizlawan, who was sitting on the high seat, was stunned. He did not expect that someone would come to ask for justice for his sister. He was silent for a moment and then spoke loudly.

"For the sake of eternal splendor."

"I am not satisfied."

"Ok?"

"I am very dissatisfied with your answer." Lin Ye said, "Second question, how did you fall into this state? You were quite good before."

"Enough! You are a frog in the well! How dare you criticize me when you know nothing?!" Parvizrawan said angrily.

"I am not satisfied with the second answer either."

"Third question," Lin Ye approached Parvezrawan. His steps were slow and his voice was calm. He was as erratic as a shadow and as unreal as a shadow, but his appearance gradually became clear. Let's listen to Lin Ye continue, "Since you think I'm an assassin, why don't you call the guards? Are you so confident?"

Parvizlawan Zhengming drew his sword, strode down from the throne, his eyes red, and was ready to chop off the head of this rude man.

For some reason, Parvizrawan felt a sense of familiarity and inexplicable pressure when facing this young man he had never seen before. It was this vague sense of oppression that drove Parvizrawan crazy, as if he was facing...

In the main hall of the Gul City Palace, the second king of Gul City recalled the shadow that was dominated by his father's eyes.

"I have a second name in this world... Olmaz."

"Kisla Parviz, my child."

In the end, Parvizrawan did not have the courage to swing his sword at Lin Ye.

……

A few days later, a team sneaked into the city of Gur. The leader was naturally Huramuddin, who was also the prince of Gur, His Highness Shirui.

Chapter 629 Don’t turn on the light, I am your husband

There are not many days in history worth remembering, even the emperor's birthday.

As in previous years, the city of Gul held a lavish banquet, with delicacies from land and sea being just the standard. The surrendered federal countries paid tribute to the King of Kings, Parvizlawan, with countless rare treasures and Hebi Suizhu presented.

Beneath the surface of prosperity is the corruption of the dynasty, and the edifice is on the verge of collapse. The conflict in the central tower a few days ago was not properly resolved, and the royal family has become sensitive. As soon as there is any sign of movement related to the brass mask among the people, they would rather catch the guilty than let him go. For a while, people were in panic.

Lin Ye met Kisla Parviz and had a physical and cordial exchange with him, showing the warm scene of the long-lost old father and his good son...

Lin Ye did not kill Parvezrawan.

On the one hand, this guy was his childhood friend after all, and he still had feelings for him. On the other hand, the death of Parvizrawan might not be a good thing for the situation.

By then, the central government will be leaderless, the world will be in chaos, and many heroes will rise up. It is still the ordinary people of the sand who will suffer.

If you ask why Lin Ye doesn't take control of the empire again, with his strength it would be effortless to suppress the rebellion.

But Lin Ye knew clearly what he was thinking. He refused to sit on the throne again, endured the loneliness, and devoted his will to the vast earth rather than himself. It was not difficult to be a tyrant, but it was too tiring to be a wise king admired by the world.

Furthermore, Lin Ye did not have his makeshift team. Over the past nine years, most of the old ministers who had disobeyed Parvizlawan had been killed for various reasons. Lin Ye was young and called himself Olmaz, your former master. Submit to me.

Thank God I'm not considered a mental patient.

Only Parvizrawan knew his loving father.

The current situation is turbulent, and Lin Ye has a premonition that something big will happen on the day when Parvezlawan celebrates his birthday.

So what should he do?

Just stand by and watch.

Lin Ye remembered Lilupal's prophecy that the exiled Huramudin, the king with the brass mask, would soon arrive in Gur. There would be a fire that would burn down the dynasty, and the Shirui would only be able to rebuild their homeland in the ashes, but it would be extremely fragile.

Parvezrawan is useless, should we help Hirui?

But these are only temporary solutions, the key to completing the trial depends on Lilupal's attitude. Why did the Red King give Lilupal such a high authority? Damn it.

Regarding whether the ideal king exists, Lin Ye originally wanted to build a utopia in his generation. Although he knew that this was unreliable, he had to work hard for it.

On the sweet night, Lilupal's words woke Lin Ye up. No matter how self-disciplined you are or what great achievements you have made, when you die, you will have nothing, and your children may not be able to inherit their father's wishes well.

The ideal king is a false proposition.

But after several months of thinking and observation, in-depth investigations among the people, and combining his wisdom that transcends his time, Lin Ye actually found the answer to this question.

Can't say nothing...

What remains is how to convince Lilupal that love is something that cannot be touched or seen and exists in people's feelings. You cannot conclude that the person who gives you a diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg loves you, nor can you deny that the person who uses the pull tab of a can as an engagement ring is not worthy of trust.

Lin Ye didn't want to deceive Lilupal, and she could sense it.

"This is the first time I hate myself for not being a sea king, a fickle-hearted person. Otherwise, I would have passed this trial perfectly long ago." Lin Ye sighed because of his identity as the God of Pure Love.

The world will not stop because of the troubles of a pure love god of war. On the other hand, the rebellion plan is in full swing, of course, hidden in the dark.

Hirui used silver to bribe the soldiers guarding the city and entered the city of Gur easily without being questioned about his identity.

This city where he was born and raised was different from the prosperous city in his memory after six years away. It was particularly ugly and smelled like a cancer. Xirui could not help but sneer.

Father, is this the ideal kingdom you advocate?

Not as good as King Olmaz.

There were many people on the street who did not want to show their faces. Shirui, who was wearing a linen robe that covered his face, did not attract anyone's attention. According to the plan, he was going to meet with the contact person and then go to the resistance base in Gur City to mobilize.

Xirui's steps were neither hurried nor slow, and he was leisurely and unhurried. He was an ordinary sand dweller, so why did he walk so fast?

As a prince with a body worth millions, Xirui had a happy childhood. Although his father was on the battlefield all year round and rarely accompanied him and his mother, Xirui was not bored with his aunt around, and he often heard many fantastic and interesting stories.

According to her aunt, this was told to her by her father, the king, who was also Shirui's grandfather.

Hirui couldn't believe that the old man who had been sitting on the throne for a long time and was so majestic without even getting angry in his memory could actually come up with such interesting plots as the seven gourd brothers and Snow White, and Sun Wukong fighting Godzilla.

The young Xirui looked at Lin Ye with admiration.