This night, Anda got into bed.

    Father and son slept soundly, but only Mamaru walked out and ran around the entire city of Uoon.

    The style of being personally baptized by the Emperor was too much for him to bear, and Mamaru couldn't help but recall the time when he was slaughtering wildly in that corrupted forging world.

    He really wants to take off this powerful exoskeleton and rely on his own fists to crush those powerful demons.

    But it is rumored that there are secret news about the burning army inside the Empire.

    He, this Astate drenched in water and wet by the Lord, doesn't know if he counts.

    Ah, if Thadthius senior was here, he would be a better companion than me and would be loved by the Emperor.

    Wait a moment, maybe it's because of his own verbosity that he was chosen by the Sage Cal?

    Mamaru finds it difficult to understand the adults' thoughts, and he has set himself a goal.

    In accordance with the Emperor's vision, after the war of all wars is over, return to Makarlac and open a bar.

    The next day, having run all night without breaking a sweat, Mamarum fulfilled his duties by returning to the courtyard and making breakfast.

    Then continue to follow the Emperor to work.

    That's interesting, this is the first time. As for Aaron, he is still busy learning carpentry.

    Before the Emperor's motorcycle is made, Aaron will personally make a slightly larger wooden item to give to Chagatai.

    He is about to become an adult, and it is simple for him to learn his craft from a woodworker in the city, as long as he uses the Emperor's money.

    Mamaru only gave the final reminder:

    "Aaron, woodworking is different from metal smelting; be careful not to hammer your fingers while nailing."

    It seems like Aaron's biological father would never think to remind him of that.

    Fortunately, Pharaoh has not set any attendance clock-in systems, because those who dare to be late have all gone to feed the crocodiles.

    Under Anda's deliberate concealment, few people noticed the strange behavior of these two colleagues.

    The Anilwen who was personally blessed by Vashthor was the only one who could recognize the two. At this time, Anilwen usually hid himself in the deepest part of the tanker, communicating with gods day and night to make it even better.

    Soon after that, the work continued for another half a month until the living fire was completely extinguished. The tanker that had been painted black lay on the ground in the space, waiting to wake up.

    "Lord, today's work seems to be quite light."

    Mamarum observed his surroundings, and he could notice the slightest changes.

    Only Anda yawned:

    "You actually went to work, although it's for Chagatai's gift, as long as it meets the standards."

    Mamarum helplessly shook his head and continued: "There's one more thing, why do you let Aaron alone to find a carpenter in the city to learn his craft? I can also do it."

    Anda rubbed his face and laughed:

    "No no no, the moment you start teaching and open your mouth, I can hardly bear it. To use his analogy, Aaron doesn't have to go to that almost overflowing dung pit to shit. You guys have to be careful not to get splashed with shit from the inside of the pit. No, you're already in the dung pit. There's no need to push him into doing anything. As long as he's happy."

    Mamarum carefully corrected: "Lord, you will be with us in the future."

    Anda's face stretched long and serious:

    "That's about the future me, live for today and drink today. I even suspect that my future madness is because, in the past, I learned about the distortion of the future. The more I want to avoid such things from happening, the more I sink into it."

    "So I disconnected myself from the future me for a while, ha ha ha!"

    Anda then burst into laughter and continued to explain: "So for the past few days when I was making this tanker, nothing came out."

    Now it was Mamarum's turn to go crazy. Although there was no change in his facial expression, the soul within his shell was on the verge of being driven mad.

    Yes, he understood Aaron.

    At this time, the Emperor's behavior represented that he was no longer an individual for a long time once he showed anthropomorphic behavior.

    I wonder if by now, the Great Sage Cal has gone mad.

    Ding! Ding!

    At this time, someone is hitting the gong loudly and calling out:

    "All personnel assemble! Tomorrow, the great Pharaoh, the walking Horus of the humans, will descend upon Uoon!"

    "The Pharaoh will personally unveil and name the tanker when the great Sun, the Lord of the Gods, reaches its highest point in the sky!"

    Several Uoon Temple servants arrived and flanked a priest.

    The priest was indifferent to talking with the craftsmen and merely dispatched his orders before entering the cooled furnace, inquiring of Anilwen.

    Later, the temple servants left one to spread the message loudly:

    "All work has been completed. Tonight, everyone will bathe together at the temple and pray."

    "Early tomorrow morning, dressed in robes, without any tools, assemble at the temple square."

    Mamarum protected Anda and whispered:

    "Lord, it sounds like a ceremony will be held tomorrow. We can see the Pharaoh himself, and if we can confirm if he has been corrupted by demons, we can take direct action."

    Anda smiled lightly, "A ceremony? Listen to what he said; if he's saying it to the guards, that means not wearing armor, no weapons, gather at the training ground. What do you think? Have you sensed anything unusual?"

    Mamarum had a serious expression and said earnestly, "According to the customs of ancient Tyla, this is usually a reward ceremony?"

    Anda's smile lasted for a short time, and was shocked by Mamarum's answer.

    "Never mind, there's no point in talking to you. You Limit Fighters can become morality teachers from now on."

    He began to secretly doubt if it was himself who was the problem, whether he was too petty, or if his mind was dark.

    In fact, there is still a beautiful life in this world.

    It's just that, this is also a curse of Kiriman, the child who always thought he could build the entire empire into something like Makarlac.

    Mamarum's key node recorder was still capturing the most sensitive parts of the human Emperor's mind, but at this moment, even Mamarum himself didn't know what the Emperor was thinking.

    According to the previous prediction, this was a prelude to the curve of His Majesty's human nature returning to the average line.

    He finally asked, "Lord, if you don't go home tonight, what about Aaron?"

    Anda furrowed his brow: "He's a grown man; he can't starve to death. We can finally have a good rest tonight. Just focus on enjoying ourselves."

    That night, the priest who had entered the core of the furnace still didn't come out, but the prepared feast had already begun. After eating and drinking, they were happy in the temple's pool.

    The Egyptian baths are different from those in Greece and Rome. The Egyptians like to build walls with only door openings and no actual barriers next to the bath pools, with many open windows for ventilation.

    Unlike the baths in the north, they are not indoor.

    Anda took Mamarum, the obedient child, for a stroll in the bath pool and found a quiet place to soak in the water.

    Although Makarlac also has the habit of soaking in bath pools, Mamarum always felt that coming with the Emperor was like being led to do something mischievous by an improper elder, and it was very constrained.

    To avoid embarrassment, he volunteered, "Lord, I understand now. Your meaning is that there will be danger tomorrow after the gathering. It is likely that the craftsmen who made the tank will also be sacrificed."

    Anda finally smiled, "That's right. Your sensitivity and slowness are exactly like your father's. I'm even curious if Lein had the urge to draw his sword when my father first said that he wanted to launch the plan to start the collapse of the Empire."

    Mamarum: "Hm? What did you say, Lord?"