nycdaug Chapter 106 He is busy
Chapter 106 He is busy
He raised his foot with difficulty, as if a thousand-pound stone was tied to it tightly, making his steps, which should have been agile and powerful, suddenly become extremely heavy.
Every time I took a small step forward, it felt like I was sinking deeply into a bottomless quagmire, unable to extricate myself. Moving my feet was harder than climbing to the sky.
His legs seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that he could only drag his body with great effort, moving slowly towards the study.
This journey seemed so far and long to him.
As time passed, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead and flow down his cheeks, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to move forward.
After an unknown amount of time, and after countless struggles and unremitting persistence, he finally succeeded in stepping into the threshold of the study.
But the man who appeared before people at this moment was no longer the elegant and heroic man of the past.
The face that was once clear-cut, angular, and handsome was now as pale as the freezing frost in winter, without a trace of blood.
His eyes also became dim and lifeless, like two stars that were about to burn out, and his exhausted expression was clearly revealed.
If you look closely at his eyes, you will find that they are covered with dense bloodshot. These bloodshot are crisscrossed and entangled with each other, just like an extremely fine spider web tightly attached to the surface of the eyeball, which looks shocking.
This spider web stands there quietly like a silent witness, as if silently telling the thrilling and inhumane war process that it has witnessed.
That war was like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and devouring his energy and vitality unscrupulously.
The fierce battles day after day gradually made him lose his former glory. His body was tortured and covered with bruises, and his spirit was almost collapsed.
At this moment, he was exhausted, and looked like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.
He was like a traveler who had just finished a long march of thousands of miles, overcoming countless hardships and dangers along the way.
The long journey made him physically and mentally exhausted, his steps were weak, and it seemed that a slight breeze could blow him to the ground.
He used to be tall and straight, standing proudly like a pine tree, but now he has to bend down under the heavy pressure of life.
Time has mercilessly carved deep wrinkles on his face, like ravines running across his face.
However, the various hardships of reality left indelible scars deep in his soul.
These marks bear witness to the pain and suffering he endured, and also demonstrate the tenacity and indomitable spirit of life.
However, even though his body and mind were exhausted to the extreme, he still did not give up easily.
In the most secret part of his soul, there is a strong willpower that is tenacious and never yields, like a blazing flame. Even if the fire is weak, it always burns stubbornly and has never been extinguished for a moment.
Look at him, his steps are slow but extremely firm. He moves slowly, step by step, towards the desk that has long been completely swallowed up by the mountain of official documents.
The piles of densely packed official documents were as numerous as stars, which was daunting and almost completely buried the entire desk.
But even so, he still sat steadily and squarely on the chair.
At this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, and two extremely deep grooves formed between his two thick black eyebrows, just like marks carefully engraved by the hand of time.
His expression was extremely gloomy and solemn, like the lead-gray sky before a storm. The heavy atmosphere was so oppressive that it almost suffocated people, and even breathing became increasingly difficult.
His lips trembled slightly like a candle in the wind, and his voice was a little hoarse, like sandpaper polished by time, slowly squeezing out from the depths of his throat.
He stared ahead, as if trying to see the scene in the distant court through the void before him. Then he slowly turned his head and asked the attendant who had been standing quietly beside him, motionless like a statue.
"From above...is there any latest news?"
Although his low and steady voice sounds as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any ups and downs or changes, if someone can calm down and listen carefully, they will find that beneath this seemingly calm surface, there are actually surging emotional fluctuations.
That sense of urgency and anxiety is like a turbulent undercurrent hidden beneath the calm surface of a lake. Although its existence is almost imperceptible on the surface, it is always rushing there, quietly affecting the surrounding atmosphere and making the air heavy.
At this moment, the attendant bowed slightly, his movements graceful and natural, with just the right amount of respect on his face. He looked calm and spoke slowly.
"My Lord, up to now, there has indeed been no new news.
However, please rest assured, sir. I have already sent people to investigate the relevant matters. In my opinion, it won't be long before they can bring you accurate information.
Therefore, I beg you to suppress your impatience for a moment and wait a little longer."
At this time, I heard him continue to say
"Reporting to the Patriarch, those spies we had planted in the ministers' residences have been sending us secret reports one after another in recent days, claiming that within just a few days, a considerable number of ministers have received some unidentified objects..."
At this point, he paused for a moment, a look of hesitation suddenly appearing on his face.
It seemed as if he was experiencing a fierce struggle in his heart, struggling over whether he should report the next situation in detail to the head of the family.
However, after only a short moment of reflection and consideration, he finally gritted his teeth and continued to preach with determination.
After the struggle, he finally took a deep breath, mustered up the courage and continued
What these ministers received was truly jaw-dropping and completely beyond people's imagination!
Those objects are either mysterious letters of unknown origin, or items that exude a strange aura and are full of unknowns and mysteries.
They were like strange objects falling from the sky, appearing in front of the ministers without any warning, as if they came from another distant and mysterious world, suddenly crossing the barriers of time and space and falling into their hands.