Chapter 1277 Pythian Prophecy (first update)

"Prophecies are only references and possibilities. It is our duty to explore the possibilities and find the right path." The emperor still flipped through the scrolls and books slowly. The papyrus that recorded the oracle thousands of years ago was dry on his fingers. There was a small grinding sound underneath. "I have spent too much time on this work. I have heard too many stories. I would not be stupid enough to follow the path of predicting tragedy. We still have a choice."

"I believe you, but I don't know whose misfortune you knew, so you stayed in the library regardless." Victor von Doom turned his head and looked around. It was very quiet here. The bustling discussion in the front hall of the library was blocked by the thick metal door. The sunlight outside the window was also blocked by black fabric. The candle became the only light source for the emperor to read the text. There may also be the glimmer of light emitted by the indicator light when the fortress-type automatic combat robot is in standby, but the glimmer of light that resembles a firefly is too weak. "You also approved all the official documents." The regent looked at the piles of scrolls and books around the emperor and sighed deeply, "How long has it been since you slept? How long has it been since you returned to the Oxfordshire manor? ?”

"Since coming to Karma Taj. I have said hello to the witches, and they have temporarily allowed me to leave." The emperor's expression was calm, "You yourself have the authority to approve official documents, Victor, you have my authority in Latvinia and All the power of the Eternal City.”

"That's almost three days." The regent pretended not to hear the emperor's reminder. Hammurabi moved a chair for him, and then unceremoniously took out the wine that was supposed to be lying in the emperor's wine cabinet from under his cloak. wine. He waved the curtains apart and looked carefully at the emperor's face. The long period of sleeplessness did not weaken the emperor who studied prophecies through asceticism. This guy was still in high spirits, with no sign of fatigue, and even his lips were still moist. The Emperor was not wearing power armor, and his body was not connected to a life-support system that combined the functions of dialysis and nutritional supplementation with intravenous fluids. "Are you reading the Pythian prophecy of the Apollonian priestess that led to the tragedy of Orpheus? Why don't you read Nietzsche's "The Birth of Tragedy"?"

Although Victor von Doom's metaphor was very complicated, the emperor still understood the regent's reminder of the "Dionysian spirit", otherwise he would not have described the ancient Egyptian papyrus in his hand as the ancient Greek Apollo The priestess prophesied. As Nietzsche described in "The Birth of Tragedy", the tragedy in Greek mythology comes from the sense of powerlessness of individuals being constantly fiddled with in the torrent of primitive life will and unable to resist fate. The Dionysian spirit means that when one knows the inevitable tragedy of existence, he still has no hesitation to practice the cruel fate and pursue the tragic beauty of life.

This is contrary to the emperor's own thoughts. The emperor's "Apollo spirit" is to challenge the impossible with humble and fragile reason and order, and with almost cold-blooded means. It's not that he was unaware of what he did. The emperor's rational animality contrasted with the emotional humanity of today's human society. The deviation from simple emotions is a tragedy in itself. However, the emperor also knew that this was the only way to get the human race out of the abyss of tragedy. Human beings are surprisingly incompetent in learning historical lessons. Emotions can be redeemed, memories can be forgotten, and history can be modified, but objective facts will not change.

Victor von Doom also realizes the price they are about to pay, but they still jump in without looking back, finding a path to the perfect ending from the endless possibilities. Meanwhile, Victor von Doom makes a small joke about the Emperor's active reading of the prophecies riding on an Oedipus complex. "We are all fools, so for our stupidity, I don't mind a glass of wine." The emperor took the glass of wine poured by the regent. This was the first time he had taken in water in three days and two nights. He was not without gains during this period. From the ancient historical records, he discovered some actions that were very inconsistent with the thinking of humans at that time. Needless to say, this must be a bastard thing done by a time traveler.

If you want to be more accurate, it is the emperor himself. After all, not everyone has the ability to break into the Temple of Apollo and kidnap the priestess Pythia and then do nothing but ask those young and beautiful virgins to wash their clothes. The emperor had already foreseen the scene of his conflict with the Olympian pantheon, because such a thing would be simply humiliating to Apollo, but he did not yet know whether he acted like this before or after the conflict. . He is quite self-aware, and this kind of ridiculous thing is very similar to what he can do after letting himself go. Judging from the records written by the priestess, her attitude towards the intruder is not that bad, and she even wrote about it in her own notes. He is called the Immortal, and several false deaths of this man are predicted.

For example, I choked on nosebleeds while sleeping at night.

"Also, fuck Floyd."

"Go and take a bath. It's not like you can't take a bath during penance." Victor von Doom said with a smile, "Hurry up, we still have many things to discuss!"

There is no private bathroom in the Kama Taj apprentice area. It is a common thing for apprentices, regardless of gender, to go back to the dormitory area from the bathhouse through the martial arts training ground with their dripping hair and wet bodies. Even now, the emperor's room is still arranged in the apprentice dormitory area, because he was living in the witch's apartment when he became a butler, and there was no need to change his residence at all. Now Mordu had arranged a new room for the emperor. When Salomon left the bathroom with a wet head shaking and blew air on the marble steps of the new room, the guards Hammurabi and Amun were still leaving the old room. He moved things in there, including a small refrigerator where he stored snacks and some early gizmos.

"Aren't you waiting for me in the library?"

"Mordo is causing trouble again." Victor von Doom sat next to the emperor. "He looks like he wants to fight with me."

"I heard that you had a good relationship with him in the past." Salomon brushed his hair back, "Then you left Kama Taj without saying a word, which was like defecting."

"That's why I won't cause trouble with Mordo. At that time, I decided that Karma Taj could not change the current situation in Latvinia, so I left here to form a guerrilla force." Victor von Doom shrugged. He felt that the emperor who was shaking his head was throwing water drops on his cloak, but he was not angry because he knew that the solemn look was disguised by Salomon, "My power armor neural link design draft It is also the knowledge I learned at Kamal Taj, and I will not take action against the apprentices taught by the mystic master and supreme mage of Kamal Taj.”

"I suggest you fight with Modu. At least here there are restrictions on the spells used by both parties." The emperor said, "If you delay in taking action, Modu will think more and more, and his anger will turn into resentment. This Because of his character, it is very easy to lead to a dead end. His Holiness has reminded me more than once to pay attention to Modu's mental state. Remember, it is best not to use non-lethal spells, such as hell flame rays, which can burn people. Use it, in your hands and mine, that spell is similar to a melta gun."

This proposal was quickly accepted, and Mordo ran over happily, saying that he wanted to let the traitor Victor von Doom know the consequences of betraying Kama Taj. At this time, the emperor had already returned to his room and started looking for something to eat. He didn't care at all about how Victor planned to deal with the relationship with Modu. He knew that his regent was a seasoned politician who could get the scale just right. Rather than being as excited as the ever-enthusiastic Mordo.

Until a gunshot was heard outside the window, the emperor continued to chew the snacks put in the refrigerator by the Supreme Mage without changing his expression. "How about some Johnnie Walker?" he said to the nervous Hammurabi. "Don't worry, Victor promises me that no one will die today."

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