"Why did the war break out, or who did it break out for?" His eyes looked into the distance, and the dark jade-like color flashed with blurred light. The cherry blossoms rotated and fell with the wind, sliding down the blue silk, leaving a red afterimage. "To save the people from dire straits? Huh, what a funny statement."
He turned around and looked at the person behind him, "No one would be so selfless. The so-called rescuing the people from dire straits is just an excuse to fulfill their desire for power. No one will spend a lot of money or even life on someone who has nothing to do with it. If you want to be a king, just say so. No one will laugh at such ambitions."
"Although the throne is something bought with blood, human life is just 'this kind of thing' in my opinion."
The wind pulled up the black robe, and the long hair that was torn by the wind covered the young man's face, revealing only the dark eyes, and the confusion in the eyes became more intense, as if it was trying to suck people in.
"I will fulfill your wish, my king. For my own sake..."
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