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Chapter 93: The Last Endurance

  Chapter 93: The Last Time I Endure (Third Update of the Explosion!)

  Chapter 93: The Last Endurance

  When the first rays of sunlight fell in the morning, the massacre at dawn seemed to have gone far away.

  In a small grove of trees about an arrow's distance from the battlefield, a large tent had already been set up. Several thick, pure gold bull-horn-shaped pegs were deeply driven into the mud, and the sturdiest canvas was pulled tight to form a umbrella-like framework. Dozens of high-quality sheepskin mats were laid out on the grass, feeling exceptionally soft underfoot.

  More than a dozen Odin attendants with bare feet, shaved heads and large golden earrings on their ears, wearing red upper body, exposing their muscular arms, holding various tools in their hands, busy and tense.

  Kokoran stood in front of the forest, behind him, four attendants knelt at his feet, each attendant holding a pure silver round tray with both hands.

  Kokoran gently lifted his hair, his long locks woven into small whips. Today he wore the most luxurious long gown, with a snow fox fur from the coldest snowy plains of the northern country draped over his neck. The silver cloak was made from hundreds of pieces of top-quality silver fox skin, and under the silver cloak, a bright red armor with intricate carvings adorned his body. On the chest plate, a blooming snow lotus flower contrasted sharply with the bright red color of the armor, as if it were about to bloom. The petals were inlaid with pure silver, and under the reflection of sunlight, it seemed as though there was a glow flowing through the patterns.

  The superior sharkskin boots of King Lantis from the Underwater Kingdom, even the spurs on the boots are made of pure gold.

  Coco Lan gazed quietly into the distance, then casually picked up a golden bowl filled with red wine from the silver tray behind her servant and brought it to her lips. In the distance, Odin's servants, who were topless, had already set up a bonfire and an iron frame, placing a plump lamb on the fire, turning it while brushing layer upon layer of the finest honey and spices onto its body with a huge brush.

  "Alas... why do I always soften at the sight of this slaughter?" Koko Lan put down the golden bowl, smiled slightly, and his pale face, which didn't seem like that of an Odinian, showed a hint of faint worry. He turned around and grabbed his exquisite small harp from another servant's hand.

  "Ah, I want to hear the sound of a guqin being played..."

  Just as Koko was gazing at the morning sun with a sigh, the sound of urgent horseshoes came from afar in the forest. A black horse galloped over, and wherever it went, Odin's warriors bowed their heads like a tide, retreating to both sides, yielding the road from a distance.

  Hastings still wore that black robe, riding his horse to within ten meters of Kekoland before dismounting. He inserted the three-edged war spear heavily into the ground, and the long black robe fluttered. The whole person was like a black flame, slowly walking to Kekoland's side.

  Hastin stopped just a few steps away from Koko Lan. His slightly androgynous eyes stared at Koko Lan's profile. At this moment, Hastin narrowed his eyes and spoke in his characteristic low, calm voice:

  "I don't know why but every time I get close to you at such a short distance, there's always an impulse to draw my sword and kill you on the spot."

  At this moment, Koran felt a surge of murderous aura sweeping across his body. However, he instead relaxed his eyebrows and turned to look at Hastings with a smile on his pale face. His bright green eyes were as deep as an abyss: "Oh, our great Odin, god of war. I was just gazing up at the morning sun, feeling sentimental in my heart. It is your wisdom and bravery that illuminated this land. Only..."

  He slightly wrinkled his nose and smiled wryly, "Couldn't you have changed into a new set of clothes before coming to see me? You know I've always disliked the smell of blood."

  The killing intent on Hastings' body gradually dissipated, and his slender eyes also opened, carefully sizing up Kekolani for a moment, as if the previous sentence full of killing intent was just a simple greeting between the two. He hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "How long do I need to tolerate you, Lord Kekolani?"

  In Koko's emerald green eyes, a hint of cunning flashed by. He smiled easily and snapped his fingers, intentionally laughing in an exaggerated manner: "Does this question really need me to answer it? The answer is simple. Firstly, I inherited the throne from my great father, at that time, you wouldn't have needed to tolerate me, but rather directly submit to me. Secondly... my beloved older brother became the Emperor of Odin, at that time, your butcher's knife could come and harvest my head——but if that day really comes, I hope you'll go easy on me when you take my life, because I'm afraid of pain."

  "This is the last time." Hasting suddenly raised a finger, his expression was very serious, and his eyes fell on Kekol's face, staring at Kekol's green pupils: "The last time, Your Highness Kekolan. I swear with my heart that this is the last time I tolerate your nonsense. If there is another time, no matter where it is, even in the imperial palace in front of His Majesty, I swear, your neck will taste my blade."

  I'm not joking, I hope you can remember what I said today.

  Kokoran fell silent for a moment, as if deeply pondering Hastings' words - yet his face showed not a hint of the tension or fear that should have been there. After a while, this nobleman from Odin's side once again broke into a smile: "Alright, I've taken your advice to heart. I promise this is the last time... you'll know about it. Hmm, that's right, next time I scheme against you, I'll make sure to keep it from you - will that answer do?"

  Hastings' eyes turned cold, no longer looking at Koko Lan, then turned and walked away, his arm shaking as he pulled out the three-pronged spear stuck in the ground, splashing mud even splattered on Koko Lan's cheek.

  Just as Hastings was about to mount his horse, Koko Lan suddenly shouted loudly: "Lord Hastings, may I ask where you are going now?"

  Hastings sat on his horse, gazing coldly at Kekulan. From his lofty height, he looked down at the man, silent for a moment before taking a deep breath: "Return!"

  "Go back?" Koko Lan shouted in a strange tone: "We've been running for several days and nights, rushing thousands of miles to get here, trapping the strongest troops of the Byzantine Empire in this fortress, can we just leave like that?"

  Hastin gazed deeply at Keke and hummed: "My men will set out tomorrow. If Your Highness has a mind to stay behind and make merit, I'll wish you good luck."

  Having said that, Hastings didn't want to face the guy for another moment, as if he stayed any longer, he would really be unable to bear it and would actually think of swinging his war spear out and cutting down this infuriating guy.

  Watching Hei Xing Tian ride away on horseback, Keke Lan finally reached out and wiped off the two black spots of mud from her cheek.

  A strange gleam flashed in Ke Lan's eyes as he suddenly said in a low voice, "If we really fought just now, how confident am I that I could have kept him here?"

  He immediately changed his tone, using a cold and disdainful air to loudly say: "Stay behind? What a joke?! If I can withstand the frontal thrust of his Black Flame War Spear, that's already a big life!"

  He shook his head, saying: "No, no, no, Koro Lan, don't belittle yourself. With my skills, even if I couldn't beat him, I could still save my life... Uh, if all else fails, I can always shout for help..."

  The several attendants standing by the side all stood solemnly, not daring to raise their heads to look. After all, this prince had always been very eccentric in temperament, and such crazy self-questioning and self-answering was already normal for everyone.

  After a while, Koko Lan let out a sigh, seemingly very dissatisfied, and shouted loudly: "Alright, alright, that damn tent doesn't need to be set up either. It seems we have to set off immediately... Alas, if I had known this would happen, why bother in the first place? If I hadn't underestimated that guy Hastings, we might already be holding a victory celebration at the enemy's headquarters by now. So it turns out, I'm really a despicable guy."

  The attendants in the distance who were busy stopped what they were doing and looked on in stunned amazement.

  "Didn't you hear what I said?" Koko Lan impatiently waved her hand: "Get ready to set off immediately, we have a long way to go!"

  He paused for a moment, his eyelids suddenly sinking, and he took a deep breath: "Hmm... light up all the candles I brought."

  Candle?

  An attendant couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Your Highness, it's daytime now..."

  "Of course, I know it's daytime now." Koko looked at the distant battlefield, where a layer of fog-like blood still floated above, and several teams of Odin warriors were conducting the final cleanup with swords in hand.

  "Go ahead... put those souls at peace." Koko Lan smiled very sincerely: "I'm actually a very softhearted person, you know.

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  After finishing speaking, Keke Lan ignored the attendants with wide eyes and small eyes, and walked into the forest in big strides. He still held the guqin in his arms, and from afar came his melancholic sighs.

  "Sigh... I really want to hear the sound of a guqin being played..."

  Hastin flew back to the big camp, he rushed to a group of Odin warriors who had already lined up, sat on his horse and looked at those expectant cavalry officers.

  "Pass the word... We're preparing to depart."

  This sudden turn of events shocked everyone, but Hastings' face remained calm as water, and no one dared to question the orders of this Odin warrior god.

  "Move a bit faster." Just as everyone was about to take orders and disperse, Hastings suddenly said something unexpected: "I don't want to be outsmarted by that guy again and left behind. Hmph... it's not time to kill him yet."

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  (Still exploding! There's more today, everyone wait a bit~~~)

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