Tristana stood on the Crested Ibis and looked anxiously into the distance. After an unknown amount of time, a golden light finally appeared in the dark night sky.
Ishtar’s huge white wings cut through the night like a sharp sword.
“They’re back!” Tristana said excitedly. She couldn’t wait for the other party to get closer, so she drove the Crested Ibis to meet them, opened the hatch and received the two of them in.
The oxygen was thin at high altitude, and Qin Yun was holding Moschery in a panic.
“Call the doctor.” He gasped wearily, “Don’t mind me.”
Tristana looked at the large area of burns on his back with a pale face. Moschery’s dragon eye no longer resembled its original form. Qin Yun stretched out his guiding tendrils to repair the other party’s consciousness cloud. Zhongyan was even more seriously injured. Ishtar knelt next to the giant dragon, and was licking and kissing the other’s scarred giant wings.
When the doctor arrived, Qin Yun had already finished tending. Sentinel had a terrifying recovery ability as long as they were given sufficient rest. Moschery closed his eyes, but Qin Yun knew that he was not asleep, their fingers were tightly intertwined.
After the doctor cleaned the wound, he looked at Qin Yun with some difficulty and deliberated, “The wounds are too deep, and we don’t have the necessary technical conditions here. If we rush back now, perhaps there’s still a chance…”
“No need.” Moschery suddenly interrupted, “I can’t leave Olympus in this situation.”
Qin Yun still didn’t give up, “But…”
Moschery looked at him, “Even if one eye is missing, it will have no impact on life.”
Qin Yun frowned, and Zhongyan seemed to sense something. He stretched out his head and rested it on his guide’s leg. Like Moschery, it only had one intact eye.
“…” Qin Yun sighed and had no choice but to comfort him, “I’ll make you a one-eye patch with rhinestones later.”
The giant dragon was naturally very happy. Regardless of the wounds on its wings, it turned over and exposed its belly to Qin Yun. It circled its tail and wrapped the person in its arms.
The explosions in Olympus did not stop for half an hour. According to Shen Zhuofan’s speculation, the floors of Olympus’ laboratories should be covered with explosives.
“This is also their way of protecting their research results.” Chris regretfully said, “They should have done in-depth research on genetic evolution. It is a pity that it is gone like this.”
“There is nothing regrettable.” Moschery’s expression was indifferent, “The evolutionary theory of Olympus will always go against the evolution of human beings. The consequences of eagerness for success by any means are not something we can afford.”
The Land of Gods had lost its superficial prosperity and mystery, left behind nothing but a myriad of jokes with countless wounds.
Although Lin Dongliang had the impulse to save the remaining laboratories, Moschery’s attitude was indifferent from beginning to end.
“Human development is long, complicated and slow.” Qin Yun looked at Moschery with a smile, “There are no shortcuts in your heart, only balance and constraints.”
Moschery did not retort. His injured eye had been simply treated and half of his face was wrapped in white gauze as he lowered his head to kiss Qin Yun innocently.
“What is more complex than evolution is human emotion.” Moschery said in a low voice, “Adoration, hatred, devotion and reckless determination.”
Qin Yun thought of Bixi. He tightened the Chinese bellflower badge around his neck and said nothing.
Moschery continued, “We are all the same. We love others and we are be loved by others.”
Qin Yun held his hand and put it to his lips, choking with tears as he said, “I love you.”
Moschery turned his face sideways and looked at his guide tenderly with his perfect black eyes, “I love you too.”
The regime of the Land of Gods has completely collapsed, and Moschery took over effortlessly. There was no opposition, no resistance. After losing the so-called protection of the god-level, the elders of Olympus were like scattered sand.
The Emperor built a monument for Helu and Bixi on this ruined wall.
Qin Yun stood in front of the monument and looked at the epitaph written by Moschery—’Love is silence and protection’.
Moschery reached out and rubbed the back of Qin Yun’s head, “We can be buried here when we die in the future.”
Qin Yun nodded, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Have you also thought about our epitaph?”
Moschery didn’t respond. In his mind, epitaphs were meant for others to see, not for oneself.
The Imperial Starship landed on a sand dune not far away. The exhaust gas sprayed out a huge white cloud. Moschery’s thick scarlet cloak was blown up and down, and the high-beam headlights hit the feet of the two.
“Let’s go.” The Emperor stretched out his hand to Qin Yun, “To home.”
The joy of triumph swept across the entire Empire before the Emperor returned. Skarter was not used to it when he was welcomed in the aisle. He couldn’t help complaining to Lin Dongliang, “Not going to be thrown any strange things, right… How come there are no flowers?”
“…” Lin Dongliang, “How could there be such a thing…”
The Royal Guards lined up in a cross formation and waited in front of the palace. Ba Jin couldn’t help crying when he saw Moschery.
“You really don’t take care of yourself.” The old butler cried and complained, “You didn’t even rush back when you were injured.”
His Majesty the Emperor looked impatient, but he restrained himself from losing his temper. However, Qin Yun, on the other hand, felt embarrassed. In a certain sense, failing to protect his Sentinel as a guide could be considered a dereliction of duty.
“I don’t mean to blame you.” Ba Jin turned to comfort him, “His Majesty’s willfulness is a real headache. You have worked really hard.”
Qin Yun: “…”
Although there were still many follow-up matters waiting to be dealt with in Olympus, Moschery was forced to rest and recuperate, and Lin Dongliang took over the power. Olympus, which was bombed in a mess in a short period of time, could not have other developments and could only reluctantly serve as a fortress or war attraction; although dilapidated, still contained heavy historical significance.
Qin Yun went to the cemetery of Bixi and Helu for the last time. He sowed Chinese Bellflower seeds nearby, but he didn’t know when they would sprout.
The moist wind stirred the dust near the tombstone, and the morning sun slowly rose, its radiance piercing through the thick clouds and falling onto Qin Yun’s shoulders.
Moschery’s dragon eye was not saved after all. When Qin Yun first learned the news, his mood almost hit rock bottom. He patted his cheek to cheer himself up.
“Fortunately, the wound didn’t get infected.” Ba Jin comforted, “The doctor also said that it will not have much impact in future life, so don’t blame yourself too much.”
Qin Yun nodded, took a deep breath and entered the room.
Inside the room, Moschery was half lying on the bed, flipping through a book. He saw Qin Yun and raised an eyebrow. He then closed the page and reached out to him, “Come up and lie down with me.”
Qin Yun walked over, took off his shoes and pants, climbed onto the bed and hugged Moschery’s waist.
The Emperor lowered his head and kissed his forehead.
“Does it still hurt?” Qin Yun muffled his face against the other’s waist and asked in a subdued tone.
Moschery didn’t care much and said, “I don’t feel anything when I’m injured. The Dragon’s Eye is rather special. I can feel its changes, but it’s not well controlled.”
Qin Yun raised his upper body. He stared at the gauze on half of the Emperor’s face for a long time and couldn’t help but reach out and touch it carefully.
Moschery let him touch him for a long time, then said calmly, “Don’t show such an expression as if I’m going to die.”
“…” Qin Yun frowned, “What are you talking about…”
Moschery pinched his chin and shook it, “Don’t worry, I won’t let you become a widow… Things like the dragon eye, if it’s gone, then it’s gone.”
Qin Yun’s complexion still wasn’t great. After thinking for a while, he seemed to have grasped what Moschery meant.
“It’s like a mark, always reminding me of the things I once carried.” Moschery looked at Qin Yun expressionlessly, “But those things are no longer useful to me now.”
In a stable social environment, the existence of so-called ‘gods’ would no longer be needed. Moschery finally achieved what he originally said was a stable land and centralised political power, and the god level has become the goal of legend.
Moschery: “I need to say goodbye to the past.” His palm brushed against the dragon’s eye that no longer exists, “And this is my way of saying goodbye.”
After about a month of recuperation, Moschery finally had his stitches removed. He replaced the original mask with a black eye patch, and Qin Yun put a rhinestone-encrusted one on Zhongyan.
The giant dragon wore a sparkling eyepatch and was so beautiful that it wished it could go to heaven and earth. It posed like a pirate captain in front of the unicorn, staring at the other’s reaction with its remaining intact eye.
Ishtar: “…”
Zhongyan whistled softly, and it lay on the ground again, resting on its front paws, and slowly shook its tail.
The snow-white unicorn took a few steps forward, gracefully bent its neck, and gently pressed its golden spiral horn against the dragon’s head.
Qin Yun was obviously used to seeing this kind of scene, walked through the atrium and found Moschery in the garden. Several senators gathered around the Emperor, talking excitedly. The latter looked dismissive. Finally, he replied impatiently, “We won’t consider this kind of thing, so there’s no need to mention it again.”
The older man was naturally unwilling to give up just like that, “Now that technology is so advanced, how will you know if you don’t try it? Both Your Majesty and His Highness are in good health and deeply in love. It couldn’t be more fitting. Don’t you want to…”
Before he finished speaking, Moschery suddenly turned his head and looked at Qin Yun, who was standing motionless in the distance.
Qin Yun: “??”
Moschery waved to him.
Qin Yun came over, “What are you talking about?”
Seeing a smile on his face, the old man was about to speak but was interrupted by Moschery, “It’s nothing.” He glanced at several elders in a warning manner and pulled Qin Yun to his feet, “I’m tired; go have a rest.”
“…” Qin Yun looked at Moschery with suspicion and fear. He had been tormented by him all night last night and had just regained his strength. His Majesty the Emperor actually had the nerve to tell him that he was tired again?!
“Are you going to go back to bed again?” Qin Yun was taken back to the room with a depressed look on his face, “I don’t want to be unable to get out of bed all day…”
“Shut up.” Moschery pushed the person into the quilt roughly, took off his shoes and lay next to Qin Yun, “I won’t touch you.”
Qin Yun fell asleep nervously, feeling the Emperor’s rhythmic tapping on the blanket, giving him an inexplicable sensation of being comforted like a child…
Just when he was about to fall asleep, Qin Yun suddenly heard Moschery asking nonchalantly in his ear, “Do you want a child?”
“?!” Qin Yun cried out miserably, “Didn’t you say you won’t do it today?!!”
Moschery: “…”
Qin Yun blinked, with question marks on his face.
Moschery tensed his chin and took a deep breath, “I meant it literally. What are you thinking?!”
Qin Yun was shocked, “G-giving birth to a baby?”
Moschery: “Hmm-mn.”
“…” Qin Yun thought for a long time, “You or me?”
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