571 Here’s to the New World Part 1 (1/2)
The crystal chandelier gave off a beautiful, soft glow. A warm fire was burning in the fireplace, and the fragrance of burning incense lingered in the basement. In the emotional singing, girls draped in tulle danced in the gentle melody. Their toes sunk deeply into the cashmere carpet, and were engulfed by the soft wool. The charming girls swayed their bodies, exuding a seductiveness full of desire.
Piercing laughter rang out.
The middle-aged man who was only wearing a pair of shorts drank the last bottle of wine in the whole of the Caucasus. He stood up straight, his fat belly in full view, and jumped into the group of dancing girls, wriggling his body along with the melody. ”Commonwealth of Caucasian, the world's greatest nation. All the other countries, their kings are such dummies!”
Intoxicated, he sang the national anthem loudly, altering the lyrics without feeling any semblance of shame. ”Oh, Commonwealth of Caucasian, the first in *** exportation, all the other countries, their *** are of low quality.
”Oh, Caucasus, your Mother River is a great miracle. It is 200 meters wide, the waste and the feces, 80% is removed by it...
”Ah, Commonwealth of Caucasian, friends with every nation, just not Burgundy, their noses are big and the people gossipy, they've got shit for brains and they're nutty...” As he sang, stuttering over the words every so often, he took off his shorts and hugged the petite girl nearest to him, grinning. ”Please come shake hands with the great d*ck of His Majesty, we invented begging, aphrodisiac and toffee...”
Suddenly, the melody came to an abrupt stop. As the door opened, a cold wind that should not belong here swept across the room, causing everyone to shiver. At the same time, an old figure that should not be here showed up as well.
Gaius.
”Leave us,” he said.
So, the entertainers and dancers hurriedly gathered up their things, lined up and quickly left. Only the man lying in the middle of the carpet remained.
”Why are you here again?” Displaying his private parts unabashedly despite the other person's presence, the man, who was intoxicated with song and dance as well as alcohol, waved his hand impatiently. ”Haven't I already put you fully in charge of everything?”
”I'm just here to inform you that the war has begun.” Gaius said, ”The war has a direct bearing on the fate of the Caucasus. From sentiment and reason, you should at least take a look.”
”Now, the Caucasus no longer has anything to do with me.” The man continued to pour spirits into his mouth, ”Gaius, I am a king. Could you please respect me a little? When you were promoted to the representative of the Sacred City back in the olden days, I voted yes, so you owe me one.
”You see, I have handed the right to command over to you fully, and instructed everyone to cooperate with your orders to the best of their abilities. You are their savior now.
”You have taken all I have, surely you can't ask me to do work on your behalf again at the eleventh hour...”
His Majesty the King shrugged and belched. ”Especially when I'm planning to have some fun one more time.”
Gaius frowned. ”Like it or not, you are a king.”
”I must race against the clock and have fun while I still can, exactly because I'm a king.” The king rolled his eyes and patted his round belly. ”Be it victory or defeat, someone must take responsibility for the deaths, right?”
Gaius was silent for a moment, and nodded. ”Yes.”
”Other than the king, is there anyone more suitable?” the king questioned once more.
Gaius shook his head. ”No.”
”Then what's wrong with me having fun before I die?” The king waved his hand impatiently. ”Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to continue. Before going out to save the world, please help me call my girls back.”
Gaius withdrew his gaze and glanced at the girls standing in a row in the corridor, hugging each other and shivering in the cold wind. He pointed towards the room.
The girls were visibly relieved and returned to the warm basement once more, snuggling up to the fire, like canaries returning to their comfortable cage.
So, a smile appeared on the king's face once more. He randomly grabbed a girl, and pinned her to the ground, groping and kissing her recklessly. He laughed loudly.
Gaius took a final look at him and withdrew his gaze in disgust. He turned to make his leave, but heard a hoarse laugh behind him.
”Here's to your new world, Gaius.” The king murmured softly in his state of intoxication, ”You better pray that your trump card will come in handy.”
…
On the battlefield, torrents swept through.
No miracle occurred after the torrent of eagles swept through.
Nothing was left.
Only a ghastly spread of blood covered the frozen soil, melting the snow and turning it into a sickly sweet mud. It was as if he had gone into a trace for a moment and the whole world had changed when he opened his eyes.
Charles stared blankly at the pitch black sky, then lowered his head and saw his split-up body. Blood oozed out of his broken limbs, limbs twisted and fractured, and bones scattered on the ground.
His internal organs had been pulled out of his abdominal cavity and were soaked in warm blood, like a cooling pot of hot soup.
But he couldn't feel the pain.
Because bright flowers bloomed from the blood, a gentle, warm wind caressed him, and some singing rang out in the distance, like a lullaby, drifting one off to sleep.
A gentle palm stroked his cheek, rubbing against his weed-like beard and touched his lips lightly.
She held him in her arms.
So he smiled happily, shedding tears and sniveling in a flustered manner. He clung to the gentleness, sniffing the red hair falling on his cheeks tenderly.
The red hair is so beautiful, he thought. Like embers of flames.
”Mom,” he whispered softly, ”it's been a long time. I finally see you again.”
”I have always been here,” a soft voice answered, making him feel more secure.