[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

【September [-]th, His Highness once again achieved full marks in the classroom test of the laws of physics. The method used is very ingenious. His Highness patiently taught it to me, and gained a lot...】

[December 20th, in a snowy day, Your Highness drew a map of Niaterbe on the snow... Views on neighboring countries... [-] years later, I will assist Your Highness to set foot on the land of Iris! 】

[On March [-]th, the seeds on the windowsill germinated. This was given to me by His Highness last winter. It is full of vitality, just like the agreement between us...]

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System: "Wow——"

Miao Xuan: "..."

This booklet is not so much a letter as it is an observation record of a loyal follower. Although there is no clear positive description from the beginning to the end, it reflects the most sincere feelings of young people in almost every detail. Monarch and minister friendship.

Childish and naive, but touching.

Miao Xuan put down the letter paper and sighed helplessly.

How should I put it... This is definitely not something Ian would send him.

After all, from memory, Ian is a very stubborn young man, he has a strong sense of responsibility, promises a thousand gold, and is willing to review and bear his own mistakes. Although this sudden disaster is a disaster for both of them, Ian He will definitely take all the responsibility for this matter on himself.

Especially since the child once solemnly swore allegiance to the little prince like a knight.

Even with the rapid development of new technology, many moral traits are still highly valued, especially for knights and loyalists, such as Lord Condolence and Lord Death, and loyalty is generally regarded as a commendable trait by the whole society.

A child who considered himself a knight saw with his own eyes that his loyal little lord was in crisis, brutally brutalized, and on the verge of death...

Oh, come on, maybe he will think that this "in crisis" is because the lord came to rescue him.

This feeling is a heavy burden for adults, let alone a child?

Especially after everything happened and the damage caused couldn't be changed, the child was forced to suppress his emotions. Not only was he grounded by his own father, but he was also cheated by his own mother...

Perhaps the original intention of the Parcival couple was to protect the eldest son and alleviate the crisis, but their choice completely ignored the son's character, which would completely sever the last intimate bond between the two children.

Maybe they just want to end this knight game?After all, the little prince will not inherit the throne, and even the future king will no longer have the authority over everything.

But the plot between adults is one thing, and the friendship between children is another. Of course, Miao Xuan himself doesn't care about these things. The problem lies with little Ian himself.

Put yourself in the situation and imagine that after an irreparable mistake, you escaped punishment and atonement; the throne changed hands, and the dream of participating in grand events was shattered;

Hiss—it was so terrifying.

After thinking about the child's state of mind, Miao Xuan deeply sympathized, but growing up is such a pain, and no one can replace it.

So he took out a few pieces of letter paper, compared the template stored in the system, and wrote a few paragraphs of reply as sincerely as possible.

Miao Xuan didn't write nonsense such as "I forgive you" or "We will always be best friends", but just described his current situation in a straightforward way, trying to write some happy things between the lines, and trying to create an optimistic and cheerful atmosphere.

Compared with the bulky mailing letter, this simple reply letter can be written easily. Miao Xuan checked the letter for the last time, and admired this masterpiece of emotional intelligence with the system.

Miao Xuan would never have been able to write a single word about this matter if it had been put 80 or [-] years ago.

[Yes, this is the tune. 】The system is satisfied, 【Full of humanistic feelings and friendship concerns, brother, please send it. 】

Today's royal power is declining, and the Queen doesn't seem to care about it. In her view, her children are more important than rights.

And as a prince who lost his right of inheritance, Miao Xuan was also happy to accompany the queen to recuperate in the country manor.

The queen who was in the pregnancy period received the strictest protection. After all, there were evil deeds against the chapel before and the birth of a precious heir later. Even the little prince could not enter or leave the manor at will.

Miao Xuan has no objection to this, half a year of recuperation will not be boring, on the contrary, it will allow him to adapt to this world and this new body better.

So it was impossible to meet the guests, and letters or telegrams would be the only means of communication.

Miao Xuan put the letter into the envelope, chose wax to seal it, and finally put it on the copper plate waiting to be sent.

*

As night falls, the sea waves are bursting, the night sky after the storm is extraordinarily clean, and the sky is full of stars shining brightly.

The songs of the sailors sounded on the deck, and they celebrated their victory over the ocean storm again. The captain took out his treasured dried meat from the storage room and prepared extra meals for the survivors tonight.

The smell of meat soared into the sky domineeringly, they covered the pervasive smell of sea and fish, and rolled into everyone's nasal cavity warmly.

Drake sat on the gazebo at the top of the mast, holding his bowl of broth in his hand, and drank it down under the clear night sky.

The lights were on on the deck, and the brief celebration would be very lively under the carnival of the crowd, but Drake was indifferent to it. He looked down at the celebration that belonged to the survivors, and played with the empty wooden bowl in his hand.

Human beings have been groping for thousands of years on the path of development of divine grace, and since the age of steam, human beings' ability to resist the giants has been continuously increasing,

But the disasters brought by nature are unsolvable for Drake.

Because Drake's grace is "soul".

This is a very rare kind of divine grace, and people have very few records about it, and because of the lack of records, it is extremely difficult to develop this kind of power.

So far, all of Drake's self-developed abilities are related to killing. He must learn to kill all enemies fiercely. Only in this way can he be feared and survive in a group of thugs at an immature age ——Of course, Drake's criterion for dividing good and evil is only in terms of strength or weakness.

Six years of experience in an orphanage, and two and a half years of sailing career, Drake grew up in such soil, and everything he did was to keep himself alive.

But what is the purpose of living?

He himself does not know.

Is it really like what the captain said, he is still too young, so he can't find the answer, and after another five or six years, he will completely "figure it out" obsessed with women?

Drake recalled the captain's longing for a concubine, a pungently scented woman, who once giggled and pulled off her corset in front of him, and at that time Drake was only puzzled—whoever goes Being stuffed with two inedible pig's trotters on the street, I have to be confused.

I can't imagine a future where he is addicted to sensuality...

It's not as interesting as dreams.

Drake put away the bowl and lay down on the watchtower. There were still water stains that could not dry up on the cold steel. As the seawater precipitated, salt particles condensed on his sleeves.

It's a little cold...but for midsummer, this temperature is just right, very suitable for sleeping.

You must be dreaming tonight too, right?

Drake expected so much anticipation.

It all started with six months. It was an ordinary afternoon, and the ship full of cargo was about to set sail. Drake didn't want to go to the pier to have fun, so he simply stayed in the cabin.

The cabin during this time period is the most comfortable time of the year. The sailors are not there, and the cabin has been thoroughly cleaned once. It is clean and quiet, very suitable for a nap.

Drake seized this opportunity to catch up on sleep—some of the recruits recruited this time were restless, and he had to squeeze out energy to deal with them.

And it was this nap that opened up the dream world for him.

At first, there is a world without sound, and large blocks of color form a vague pattern.

This is a lucid dream. According to the content of the myth, it is a trick of the gods or demons, which can give people a vision of the future.

Drake likes new and interesting things, and he stared at the color blocks in front of him.

If only I could see what's under the color blocks...

Just as he was thinking this way, the still picture in front of Drake's eyes gradually became clearer.

This is a rather luxurious room, with thick carpets and curtains, tall bookcases, bright lights, dark red heavy tables and chairs, and golden decorations everywhere.

Drake thinks that although he is young, he can gain true knowledge through practice. His eyesight is actually very good. Judging from his two years of experience in the industry (...), the things in this room are all valuables. Although there is no family crest, But their owners are by no means ordinary people.

There are also shelves full of books, which are basically a symbol of aristocratic status.

Before the little pirate could do a professional valuation, a young boy appeared in the center of the screen——Drake, he had never seen such a handsome peer.

He has light brown half-length hair, clear and clean light blue eyes, which are easily reminiscent of the sun and the ocean, and he is dressed in appropriate black clothes. He is still young, but he has a lot of things that adults don't have. Mild traits.

He is a lucky noble young master...

Derek looked at the boy, and a vague feeling of favor rose in his heart.

It wasn't because of the boy's outstanding looks, nor was it because of his gentle and quiet temperament. Although these two qualities were not annoying, they were nothing to Drake, who hated nobles so much.

What really caught Drake's attention were the teenager's wheelchair legs, hidden under the blanket.

wheelchairs are...

ah!He had seen a wheelchair as an exhibit at an exposition, and it was said that it was a tool used by people with broken legs. For some reason, he firmly remembered this thing that had nothing to do with him at the time.

So this little boy's legs are defective.

Drake stared blankly at the legs. For some reason, he subconsciously wanted to protect this person. Not only that, but he also longed to get close to him, to help him, and to understand everything about him.

It's weird - it's really, really weird.

Before Drake came back to his senses, his field of vision changed, and the carrier he relied on changed from stationary to moving, and appeared beside the boy in an instant.

From this position, he could see the top of the boy's hair, and when the boy raised his head, those clear blue eyes also looked over - that was complete acceptance and trust.

He is being depended on.

Drake likes this feeling very much, especially the vision in this dream is very high, as if he has a brand new body, a body that can hug this boy...

Like those women, they're big enough to pick up kittens and dogs.

No, there is no comparison.

This noble boy, Drake thought, was better than anyone he'd ever met, better than the men, the women, the things pirates admired most.

The best thing he's ever seen... black pearls?

No, not this one either.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Drake didn't think about it anymore, because something more exciting happened. His body stood upright, and he took down a precious book wrapped in sheepskin from the tall bookshelf.

This is a book, such thick paper, such small characters, they are gathered on this thick cover, writing things that people can't understand...

This is the book!

This dream is really magical and wonderful. Although what happened is confusing, everything is far beyond Drake's imagination. When he picked up the cute little boy and opened the title page of the heavy book, he saw When he depicted the lifelike sky-suspending ship, he heard a clear voice coming from his arms——

"The glorious beginning of Niatalberg began at the sea."

*

In Roth's manor, the queen gave birth smoothly, and this time, she gave birth to a little princess.

Years of waiting and suffering were not in vain. This time the childbirth was like a miracle, and everything went smoothly beyond expectations. The queen did not suffer, and the natural delivery did not exceed an hour; and the princess was in good health. The older brothers and sisters who died were very different.

So the whole manor fell into a carnival, and Miao Xuan, who was waiting anxiously, was relieved. After he was able to enter the delivery room, he finally saw the little niece of this world in his infancy—this child was surprisingly beautiful, with blond hair and blue eyes, mischievous and lively, very I like to smile at the people around me.

When Miao Xuan, under the guidance of the queen, stretched out his hand to gently touch the newborn little princess in the cradle, the little baby girl actually grabbed his finger with her soft little hand, as if to say hello.

"Mona, she likes you!" Although her body is weak, the queen's spirit is very good, her eyes are as bright as morning stars, and all the tiredness and oldness have been swept away, "Aina is holding your hand hand!"

The girl's name had long been compelled to be chosen—Cecilia Addie Stuart.

This is a very good name. The big name Cecilia comes from a female saint in this country's religion, which has a holy and noble meaning.

The middle name, Eddie, is a relatively common name for the royal family of Nyatelbe. It used to belong to many great monarchs. The variant of the male name is Eddie. The queen would take it like this to pray for the blessing of the ancestors.

As for Aina, this is her nickname, which comes from Aidi's nickname.

Miao Xuan, who was being held by his fingers, became nervous. Although he had also raised children, he had almost never touched a newborn baby. The child's fingers were as soft as if they had no bones. They were dry and warm, reminiscent of the world. All good things.

Am I really not going to break her?

When the little cousin fell asleep, Miao Xuan carefully withdrew his hand, and poked the system in the sea of ​​consciousness by the way—the system has the habit of taking screenshots of cute things, and this folder takes up a lot of memory. At that time it should be addicted to taking pictures, but the mood of the small system is a little different from before.

The system didn't hide it, and said directly: [Brother, the little princess has been born, you are so close, will it cause misunderstanding? 】

Miao Xuan was taken aback: Misunderstanding?

System: [After all, human beings are easy to judge others by themselves. In their view, it is a very dangerous thing for the little prince who has lost his crown prince status to get too close to the next crown prince...? 】

Miao Xuan understands what the little system wants to say. The system is not a human being. The way he views humans is probably similar to how humans observe animals. For him, the malice of human nature is an inevitable fact.

The small system has summarized the behavior of human beings, so he will raise this possibility at this time.

Miao Xuan looked at his aunt in this world again—the queen was half lying on the bed, leaning against the stroller, her smile was pure and fragile, even though she was already sweating from exhaustion, it seemed that there was still endless Average energy.

In fact, the system's worries are not unfounded. Since the queen conceived, Miao Xuan can see clear changes on the small map. Around him, many small green dots have directly changed into small yellow dots. What does it mean? Self-explanatory.

But these changes will not affect Miao Xuan, he doesn't care what these people think, he just needs to move forward according to his own principles.

Miao Xuan: No matter what other people think, I will protect this child until he leaves this world.

The system thought to himself that this was indeed the choice his brother would make, so he said obediently: [Okay. 】

*

After the queen and the newborn little princess fell asleep, Miao Xuan quietly left the delivery room. Pushing the wheelchair, he slowly moved forward in the green tree and vine corridors in summer.

In fact, automatic wheelchairs have already appeared in this era, but they are so huge that they are like a small car. Miao Xuan does not want to ride in this thing, he would rather build a new wheelchair by himself.

However, in this world powered by steam, if Miao Xuan wants to build a light wheelchair, he can only use the principle of puppet, but use silk thread to form the source of power——it is better to be carried by the puppet directly, that is the real truth. Fast and comfortable.

The halo of noon fell on the path scatteredly, the new green leaves were green and dripping, and the fragrance of unknown flowers was refreshing. Miao Xuan walked around the small garden and finally returned to the room that belonged to him.

The heavy metal door is tightly closed, and ordinary people cannot open it at all, but behind this mysterious door is a space that belongs to Miao Xuan alone.

His silk thread has woven a nest here.

Although Miao Xuan didn't need a spider's nest, this ability is really convenient. Silk threads can be used in every aspect of his daily life. As the past few months passed, he transformed his body unconsciously. Room……

Anyway, clean it up before you leave, so as not to scare the innocent servants on duty here.

Miao Xuan moved his fingers, and the tall and heavy door on the steps opened in response, and then the wheelchair jumped into the room lightly. As the door closed behind him, soft lights lit up in the room one by one, illuminating the what it really looks like.

The next moment, a pair of weird arms moved from back to front. They supported Miao Xuan's back and gently hugged him. The wheelchair for going out was thrown directly at the door. At this time, the puppet's arms became the last Reliable support, and the feather-like decoration has become the softest cushion.

Miao Xuan has long been accustomed to this kind of hug, he touched the puppet's face unconsciously, and said half to himself: "I kept you waiting for a long time, this time there is a big happy event, so I have been away for a longer time .”

And the puppet did not speak as always, but it carried him to the desk according to Miao Xuan's wishes, and then silently stood by his side.

In the past six months of training, the clumsy puppet has finally made some progress, and sometimes it can be considered clever, which comforts the old father Miao Xuan.

However, Miao Xuan still did not let outsiders see its prototype.

After my aunt has recuperated, let her see her first...

While thinking wildly, Miao Xuan flipped through the letters he had just received, and after picking out a few letters worth reading, he began to efficiently process irrelevant information.

There have been more and more letters recently, presumably this group of people can't wait to know the news of the Queen and the new baby?He came to him unexpectedly.

But the real situation can't be kept secret for long. After all, after the little princess is full moon, they should leave the countryside where the sanatorium is located, return to the capital's palace, and hold a public feast for the newly born little princess.

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