Chapter 36: Death God's Aspect (Middle)

  Yang Shuang's head suddenly felt a bit unbalanced and he couldn't help but say, "You actually chose this Toranosuke as the main character?"

  The beautiful young man murmured: "I thought..."

  Cai Bingxi didn't wait for her to finish, suddenly smiled and interrupted her speech, saying lightly: "Although you chose the wrong person, there is still a chance to make up for it. Hmm, look at him, if you choose him as the protagonist, you will definitely become the greatest biographer in Gypsy history."

  The slender fingers pointed at Yang Suo, and the beautiful boy's eyes lit up instantly. Yang Suo predicted that she would almost shout with joy, exclaiming: "Really? Really?" and even hug herself warmly. However, in reality, the beautiful boy's joyful expression only flashed for a moment before quickly sinking away, replaced by a suspicious gaze that quietly sized up Yang Suo as he softly said: "Is it?"

  Cai Bingxiao smiled faintly and said with certainty: "If you believe in me, you will definitely become another Prometheus!"

  The beautiful youth was suddenly like a small golden man full of light, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at Yang Suofeng, without any fear or resistance in his mind, his eyes filled with longing for the future. The name Prometheus deeply stimulated her, making her almost see the statue that would be admired by people thousands of years later.

  Yang Shuangfeng's face changed slightly. He certainly knew the name of Prometheus, but what really made him change color was the protagonist of Prometheus' biography, King Xiao Chen of Yilan. In the complex history of the Yilan continent, only one person had truly unified the entire continent, and that person was King Xiao Chen of Yilan. His bravery and grandeur were still being talked about with relish today, while his coldness and cruelty also made his former enemies hate him to this day, which became the capital of the Xiao family's pride in Yilan, looking down on the world as if they were superior to others.

  The beautiful young man seemed to have thought of this question at the same time, and he lightly pressed his white and red lips together, speaking in a cautious tone with a hint of doubt: "He, can become another Yilan Wang?"

  Cai Bingxiao smiled slightly, glanced at Yang Shuangfeng with the corner of her eye, and said seriously: "When Promiloda was writing a biography for Xiao Chen, he didn't know that Xiao Chen would become the King of Yilan. Why do we still enjoy reading his biography today and remember it vividly? It's not because of Xiao Chen's bravery and greatness, nor is it because of his coldness and cruelty, but because of the authenticity of the biography. If you've read the uncut original version of 'The Biography of King Yilan', you'll find that in chapters 39 and 147, you can clearly see that Xiao Chen had experienced despair and helplessness. He's not a god or a demon, he's just an ordinary person, and everything he got was through his own efforts and choices, not bestowed by heaven..."

  Yang Shuangfeng couldn't help but say: "Bingxu, what exactly are you trying to express?"

  Cai Bingxiao glared at him unhappily and muttered: "I hate it the most when others interrupt my words."

  Yang Shuangfeng stuck out his tongue and apologized.

  She tidied up her thoughts and said calmly, "I'm just saying that if you knew the entire outcome, your biography would be untrue because you'd have to make choices and discard the unfavorable aspects of the protagonist. But if you didn't know the outcome, and simply went through the process with the protagonist, then you'd record everything about him, whether it was favorable or not, even if that unfavorable aspect became a huge problem later on."

  The beautiful young man apparently understood the meaning of cutting ice gauze, and said quietly and firmly: "We Gypsies write biographies, only with three requirements. The first is true, the second is still true, and the third is still true. Only by truly recording all the words and deeds of the protagonist can we leave behind an immortal work."

  "Then I congratulate you, you've followed him, you've chosen the right person."

  The beautiful young man bowed deeply to Yang Su, stretching out his right hand and speaking in a calm and steady tone: "Respected General, please allow Natalie, a gypsy biographer, to follow you and record your journey towards light and success, as a guide for future generations. God will witness everything I describe, and after you ascend to heaven, bring it into paradise, bathe in the radiant sunlight, and emit nostalgic moonlight at night."

  Yang Shuang didn't actually want to have a personal shadow following him around, and even less did he think he could enter heaven. In his heart, not dying in Menes was already a fairly satisfactory ending. However, out of politeness or perhaps due to his admiration for her beauty, he still friendly extended his hand, grasped the beautiful youth's hand, then lowered his head and lightly kissed the back of her hand. This meant that he had already formed some kind of ancient contract with this Gypsy woman whose origins he didn't know much about.

  The arrival of Gypsy girl Natalie undoubtedly brought a bit of vitality and laughter to this troubled team. Natalie's various experiences made Cai Bing very interested, constantly asking questions, digging deep, and later even attracted Su Yunfeng and others, because the stories she described were indeed very attractive, and the Gypsies' innate storytelling skills and vivid actions all made them forget their sorrow. Only Yang Shuangfeng did not understand this feeling, he was still painfully thinking about the fate of Major Vache and the future of those artillery officers.

  According to Natalie, a crisis unprecedented in the history of the Yasen Corridor has indeed occurred. The rebels led by Stil and Bai Wu Yu have occupied Benning Fortress, an important military stronghold in the northern part of the Yasen Corridor, causing a great stir and their power is extremely inflated. They have openly received support from the countries of Eilan and Longjing, and are preparing to march south. The loss of Benning Fortress has reduced Emperor Tang Ming's favor towards Duke Tang Que, who is furious and quickly finds a scapegoat in General Vache of the 19th Central Army Division.

  In the battle of defense in Bennington, General St. Clair did not arrive at Bennington on time, so the 19th Brigade was pushed to the forefront of the military court and became the culprit of the fall of Bennington. The reason why General St. Clair did not arrive at Bennington on time was because of the artillery troops. The terrain there is steep and dangerous, and the artillery troops could hardly move forward.

  "The result is now, Vache will be sent to the military court, all artillery officers in the division will be demoted and become slaves." Natalie ended her narrative with this sentence. Due to the fall of Bennington, the Empire implemented strict press censorship, so she didn't know many details about it, most of which were hearsay, but it was enough for Yang Xunfeng to understand why Monty and others became military slaves. Yang Xunfeng vaguely felt that the inside story wouldn't be so simple, but he also knew Natalie wouldn't keep anything back, perhaps the hidden secrets could only be revealed when there was a chance in the future.

  Facing the sunset, Yang Suofeng took a deep breath of the cold air filled with the scent of the earth, trying to drive away the melancholy in his heart. However, the scene of those soldiers losing their right arms kept appearing before him, making him feel even more suffocated. Suddenly, he felt someone grasping his palm, and when he looked down, it was Nataly holding his hand and reading his fortune.

  Yang Shuang said inexplicably: "What are you going to do?"

  Natalie said: "According to our contract, I have a duty and obligation to predict your future. Reading palms is the most basic."

  Yang Shuang said lazily, "If a person's fortune can be predicted by palm reading, then everyone would look at their palms every day before going out, and there wouldn't be so many natural disasters and man-made calamities in this world."

  Natalie ignored his scorn and sarcasm, intently staring at his left hand with an increasingly somber expression, before murmuring to herself in puzzlement after a long while: "How can this be? How can this be?"

  The sentence did not attract Yang Shuang's attention, he was feeling the last warmth of the sunset. However, Cai Bingxiao and Su Rongyu noticed Natalie's strange expression and heard her muttering to herself. Cai Bingxiao said suspiciously: "What do you see?"

  Natalie shook her head in a flustered manner, covering up by saying: "Nothing, nothing." Her attempt to cover up only made Su Yunjin and Cai Bingyi even more perplexed and attentive, and even Cai Fengfeng and Cai Miemi, the two sisters, looked at her with curiosity. Natalie's powdered face suddenly turned bright red, and her eyes darted about with an unsettling gaze.

  Su Yun said coldly: "Did you find out from his palm that he is a devil?"

  Yang Shuang's eyes flickered slightly as she coldly smiled and said, "Yes, I am the reincarnation of a devil from the 18th level of hell."

  Natalie's expression changed suddenly, her face turned pale and terrifying, her body was slightly trembling, her eyes were staring at Yang Shuangfeng in horror, as if she had really seen a demon. Her abnormal expression made Su Yunru and others curious about Yang Shuangfeng, but they didn't find anything unusual about him.

  Ice stroked Natalie's body, waving his hands to reassure her, and comforted her by saying: "Hey, hey, hey, don't scare yourself. If he really is a reincarnated devil, the sun shining on him would have melted him away long ago."

  Natalie finally calmed down a bit, rubbed her eyes hard, and was convinced that the sunset's afterglow indeed fell on Yang Shuangfeng's body, casting a faint glow, while he himself did not show any discomfort. She let out a slight sigh of relief, took out a cloth bag from her bosom, half-knelt down, and spread it open on her knees, inside which was a deck of exquisite tarot cards. With a devout expression, she quickly shuffled the tarot cards with extremely skilled movements, obviously very proficient in divination and prediction using tarot cards.

  Cai Bingxiao and Su Rouyun were curiously watching her every move, as if waiting for a wonderful show. Only Yang Shuangfeng was not paying attention, and didn't even glance at her once. He quietly enjoyed the tranquility after the battle, until Nataly said in his ear: "General Yang, please draw a card."

  Yang Shuangfeng casually drew a card, but it was a black Death God card.

  "Ah yo yo, what bad luck!" Su Yunfeng let out a cold and sarcastic cry, with a completely schadenfreude expression.