[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

Akenas is far away on another continent. It is a transportation hub where the forces of many countries gather. There have been constant disputes since five years ago, and they are still in a stalemate.

Miao Xuan quickly recalled the records related to this: "Ian, do you want to enter the navy or the army?"

"Army." Ian had already thought about the future path for himself, and he said directly, "I will not come back until the dispute in Akenas is over."

Miao Xuan frowned: "But according to the current situation, it will take at least five years."

Ian nodded calmly: "Yes, I'm ready."

Miao Xuan understood.

After all, Ian is not from an ordinary background, and he can borrow too much external force. Even if he doesn't follow the old Percival's plan, he still has a bright future.

From this point of view, it is a more responsible choice not to agree to blind dates and engagements. After all, in this era, religion and tradition are still irresistible. Marriage witnessed by the church is very sacred, and divorce is almost an impossible option. In order to deal with parents And sloppy choice of wife is simply harming others and oneself.

Now that Ian has made up his mind, Miao Xuan has nothing to worry about. It will be more difficult to exchange letters in the military camp, but the friendship between friends will not be damaged.

Miao Xuan was silent for a moment, and finally said solemnly: "Ian, have a good journey."

A smile finally appeared on Ian's face: "Your Highness, please wait for me to come back."

*

After sending away the little friend who wanted to join the army, Miao Xuan immediately grabbed the little cousin out of the reception room, and took the little guy directly to the royal hall.

The bishops and priests in the church all have charisms that meet religious expectations. They have various effects, ranging from "diagnosis" and "treatment" to "detoxification" and "healing", but most of these effects are only for the flesh and blood of the human body. It hardly includes the spirit of the individual.

There are very few charisms related to spiritual power, and this world collectively refers to such charisms as "souls".

Just looking at the existing records in the royal family archives, there are only one or two cases of "souls" every hundred years, and people with this kind of talent often do not die well.

The possessors of spiritual power are indeed powerful, but they are also easily feared by others, especially those who have controlled others and even successfully rewritten other people's memories.

Similar divine favors will bring completely different powers to different people, such as Miao Xuan's "thread", this kind of divine grace is very common, but there is no one who can reach his intensity, no one has ever done it before, and no one has come since. .

Most of the charisms are not hereditary, they are manifested according to individual qualities and experiences, but in rare cases, children can inherit the strength from their parents, and this charism is often very powerful.

In fact, there are related examples in the royal family of Niaterbo. The divine grace of members of the royal family has something to do with the "sky", such as flying, or controlling clouds or rain, and can grow bird wings-such as The queen of the previous generation, that is, the "big sister" whose grace was "feather" in my aunt's mouth.

There is also Aina of this generation, this little princess is quite favored by the gods, and her divine grace is "wind".

Miao Xuan looked into the compartment of the carriage. At this time, Cecilia had already sat in obediently and was looking at him eagerly.

The head maid changed her into a relatively simple dress, which was a pair of brown and white tones, but it was completely incomparable with the pink rose.

Miao Xuan said with a cold face, "What do you want to say?"

"Brother..." Cecilia looked sad, "I know I was wrong."

"Well, so what's wrong?" Miao Xuan asked the puppet to carry him and the wheelchair directly into the carriage—his carriage was modified to be more spacious and able to accommodate the wheelchair and the puppet.

The head maid stood guard outside the carriage, apparently wanting to say something, but in the end she chose to remain silent. When the prince taught Her Royal Highness, no matter how many reasons she had, she could not speak at this time.

Cecilia said seriously: "I shouldn't steal the keys my brother gave to my mother, and I shouldn't touch things that I can't be sure of safety without authorization. Even if I can't restrain my curiosity, I should report to my brother in advance, and It's not acting on your own."

Miao Xuan nodded, indicating that he heard it.

It seems that the little girl has gone through a serious review, but this is not enough. This time, she has to eat enough of the lesson. For this little cousin, he is indeed a little indulgent.

Most of the worlds Miao Xuan has experienced in the past are similar, and they all have a highly dangerous background, so most of the children he has taught are well-behaved and sensible, such as Wu Yuxi and Nan Ke, these two children can almost take care of their busy master in turn , no penalty at all.

Miao Xuan raises children who are used to grasping the big and letting go of the small. He is better at customizing long-term routes, rather than helping children develop good habits in daily details, especially if the education object is a little genius like Aina, who is born smart and extremely intelligent. Has a personality, and is spoiled to be naughty...

In the daily life of giving love, the queen is the one who disciplines. Of course, the aunt is sensible, but her life experience is too sad. With so many children who died young, she will inevitably spoil her little daughter too much.

Miao Xuan can understand this kind of mood very well. In fact, it is the result of her restraint that the queen treats the princess as a little arrogant.

Moreover, in the past two years, Miao Xuan has been busy building pigeons. It is impossible for him to spend too much time educating his little cousin. He can only correct major problems when he finds them.

Miao Xuan sighed: "It's my fault, I was still too negligent in your education... Aina, next I will take you to the royal hall, and ask the archbishop to do a blessing and purification for you."

The elder brother who has always been gentle and steady showed a look of self-blame and shame!

Cecilia was a little panicked, she tightened her skirt: "No, no, brother is not wrong, but I am too ignorant, brother, please punish me!"

Miao Xuan just shook his head: "Punish you? But why should I punish you? Isn't it to teach you a lesson? I know you are a very smart child. I shouldn't use ordinary methods to guide you, but no matter what How... Aina, I hope this is the last time."

*

On a day that was not a Sunday, the royal sanctuary welcomed its unexpected guests. His Royal Highness the Prince brought His Royal Highness the Princess to visit, and soon Her Majesty the Queen also came.

——It is said that Her Royal Highness was attacked again, this time it is suspected to be the influence of divine grace, and needs to be checked and purified by the Archbishop.

All the potential dangers connected with the crown prince were no small matter, especially in the troubled royal family of Niaterbo. Even the archbishop was worried and rushed to the fastest speed.

And when Zechariah followed his adoptive father to the royal sanctuary and arrived at the waiting room, only the little prince was left in this room.

The thin boy parked the wheelchair by the window. He was sitting upright in the wheelchair, with his head down and his eyes closed. His light brown hair reflected the sunlight, and his skin under the black clothes was pale because he had been indoors all year round. .

When the eyes are not opened, the little highness is so delicate that he does not look like a mortal.

Zacharias knew that His Highness was manipulating the puppet, and he projected his consciousness onto the puppet—presumably because the puppet was easy to move and follow the little princess.

The general situation of this incident has been communicated to the archbishop by the members of the carrier pigeons. At that time, Zacharias was beside the bishop and heard a few words. Based on his own understanding of the royal family, he probably guessed the cause and effect.

The little princess broke into the study of His Highness the Prince and touched a dangerous product of divine favor.

The safety of the crown prince involved the entire empire, and the archbishop reprimanded him in a low voice at that time, and the monks who followed the bishop to the church also had criticisms. Only Zacharias remained silent, feeling sad.

It was the same as last time, Her Royal Highness obviously picked up the pigeon first, but many people around him thought it was the little prince's negligence...

They even thought it was the deliberate murder of the little prince.

Such remarks have never stopped since the princess was born. His Royal Highness, who owns the "carrier pigeons", knows this clearly, but he doesn't care, and even treats them as jokes in letters.

However, Zechariah couldn't do it, and he found himself unable to accept such slanderous remarks, whether it came from ignorance or malice—

The one who is most nervous about the little princess is obviously His Highness himself. He has never complained about what happened to him, let alone angering the royal family because of this. He even forgave Parcival who went to the church with him back then!

What the little prince values ​​most is his relatives, and I hope the little princess can understand His Highness' painstaking efforts, so that similar things will never happen again...

Zechariah walked carefully to the little prince's side, and silently stood by his side.

His Highness's hands are used to make puppets and control puppets. The joints are well defined, slender and powerful, and the nails are round and neatly trimmed. There are traces and calluses on the palms and fingers caused by wear and pulling silk threads. This is not like an ordinary nobleman at all. hands.

Just as Zechariah was staring at the hand in a daze, a familiar voice sounded in his ears—"Zechariah, why are you here?"

Zechariah immediately came back to his senses. He met His Highness's blue eyes, and there was a momentary blank in his mind: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I..."

Xiaoqin Dynasty smiled reassuringly: "Don't worry, Aina wasn't hurt this time, it's just my excessive worry."

Zecharia subconsciously said: "No, no, I'm just worried about Your Highness."

The little prince was stunned for a moment, looking a little surprised: "Me? I have nothing to worry about."

Zechariah muttered for a moment, and then said: "I just think His Highness is very tired."

In fact, he felt guilty as soon as he said those words just now. He didn't worry about the little princess at all, and only thought about His Highness. This is wrong.

The little prince smiled again, this time there seemed to be light in his blue eyes - not the sunlight from the window, but an indescribable feeling.

He said, "Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine."

At this moment, Zechariah only felt his chest swell, as if something hot was pouring into his cheeks, he took a deep breath, and uttered the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Your Highness, I can... can you please allow me?" Am I trying to heal your legs?"

*

At any rate, the busy day passed smoothly. This night, Miao Xuan stayed in the palace to prevent all possible accidents.

God's favor is a mysterious and unpredictable power. He couldn't be sure that his little cousin hadn't been plotted against at all, so he had to do emergency remedies afterwards.

Changing the accommodation does not mean that Miao Xuan will be able to get rid of work completely. The old housekeeper urgently sent the relevant affairs of Ceylon County, and "Swan", the contact person of Liming Pigeon, also brought the documents to be approved. The combination of the two is A thick stack of documents was piled up on Miao Xuan's desktop.

Miao Xuan: "..."

I have already begun to miss the previous world, on how useful the disciples of self-discipline are, I hope that the next world will have an information network, please give me a chance to be salty (no, the next world is the ultimate social animal).

The puppet brought tea kindly, and even adjusted the brightness of the oil lamp thoughtfully, but it was a pity that there was no way to help Miao Xuan organize the documents.

Maybe in a few years, Aina will be able to help him. Before dealing with more important affairs, Aina can try to deal with the affairs of Ceylon County first.

And this is also a good way to cultivate patience, but it should be a moderate challenge for Aina.

Miao Xuan sighed for a long time: "Raising children is really difficult..."

Just when Miao Xuan sighed, his puppet suddenly stopped moving, and after a short period of stiffness, he picked up the teacup on the table again.

Miao Xuan didn't notice this subtle change. The to-do items he needed to complete were enough to occupy all his attention. He resignedly opened the top mine report and applied for the terms of approval for the cooperation between Ellisano County and Ceylon County. .

However, when Miao Xuan was immersed in his work, his puppet did not find a corner where he could see his master and wait quietly for his master's call as usual.

It stayed behind its master, staring blankly at his back, motionless.

The heat brought by the light bulb is constantly overflowing from the lampshade, and there is not even a single moth strayed into the palace full of silk threads. The bright light drags down long shadows, and it places the owner's shadow on the On the body of the puppet, the shadow of the puppet was completely integrated into the darkness...

In the silence, the door of the suite was knocked suddenly, and even the slightest sound was particularly harsh in the middle of the night. Miao Xuan immediately dropped his pen and let the maid in puppet disguise open the door—it doesn’t matter if you don’t pretend, come here It was a member of Pigeon who delivered the message, and she had seen the true face of the puppet a long time ago.

"Your Highness!" The maid didn't delay, she said directly, "His Royal Highness has a fever, and Her Majesty is summoning doctors for a consultation."

Miao Xuan was surprised: "Aina has a fever?"

Maid: "Yes, but the initial diagnosis given by the doctors is optimistic."

Miao Xuan made a decisive decision: "I'm going to Aina's bedroom right now, and you first report to the queen for me."

Maid: "Yes!"

*

When the blood is injected from the pigeon's body into the immature girl, the rejection reaction becomes an indispensable stage for the fusion of the two.

Perhaps contemporary medicine has not yet applied and promoted this conclusion, but in many cruel experiments, Junying took the lead in summarizing this rule.

No matter how close the blood relatives are, there will be large and small reactions during the stage of rejection, ranging from coma and shock to fever and sleepiness, which are unavoidable.

As a price, the rejection reaction will also be reflected on him.

Outside the window was the blazing sun, under the thick cumulus clouds there was no sea breeze, the governor's mansion was deadly silent, no one dared to make noise here, lest it would cause displeasure to the owner of the mansion.

Junying leaned on the back of the chair, his left hand was completely numb, it was a piece of dead flesh before the blood was withdrawn, and he couldn't move, but his right hand was still free to move, the charcoal-colored bird was complete and lifelike.

Junying touched his forehead with the back of his hand, it was really hot.

What was painful to a little girl was nothing to him, just a fever. How many times had he suffered far worse than that?

Countless.

But this time the price feedback still made Junying's mood extremely bad. Whether it was high temperature or burning heat, or the lingering voice from afar, he recalled a certain burning place. night--

It was the beams creaking and collapsing. In the bright firelight, the poisoned woman's eyes widened in disbelief. The ridiculous expression was very similar to her lover who died with regret.

'Why, aren't you my mother...'

'You hate me so much, why did you give birth to me? '

'It's so hot, mom...'

【It's so hot, mom...】

【Mom, don't tell brother, don't make him worry. 】

【Woo... Mom, I'm so uncomfortable...】

When the wailing of the boy from the past is mixed with the crying of another girl next to his ear, plugging his ears can't stop it, because the former comes from Junying's most embarrassing memory, while the latter comes from the cries injected into his blood... cousin?

Junying smiled mockingly, yes, that was his cousin by blood, he was the mouse in the gutter, and she was the crown prince in the sun.

In fact, the injection of blood had already been completed, two years ago, when the broken pigeon fell into the hands of the girl with a curse.

And now, when the innocent princess touches the dove again, it's time for the blood to be awakened.

The little griffin is really sharp, almost delaying the chance to wake up the blood—is this vigilance because of the loss of a pair of legs?Sure enough, it is the harvest brought by surviving a catastrophe.

Junying smiled meanly.

There was another vicissitudes voice of a woman, it came from the queen, this competent and gentle mother was trying to feed her daughter medicine.

【Aina, drink it... come...】

Of course, drinking medicine has no therapeutic effect. Fever is the rejection caused by the fusion of blood. After this night, it will naturally recover. If it weren't for the purification of the archbishop, the blood fusion would have been completed long ago.

The girl's uncomfortably moaning and chirping constantly lingered in his ears, which made Junying very irritable. He looked at his immobile left hand, and slashed it almost self-harming—as expected, he didn't feel it.

Jun Ying looked at his left hand, the white dove died, and the bird painting on his left hand also disappeared.

The voice of the little princess sounded again, but this time the content made Junying regain his interest.

【Brother... why are you here...】

The young man's voice was very soft, but still recognizable with a clear tone: [...Auntie, you are tired today, let me come for the night watch. 】

[But Mona—] This belongs to the queen, haggard and tired.

The boy seemed to be sitting beside his cousin's bed, his voice was gentle yet firm: 【Leave it to me, you go to rest first, I will be with Aina tonight. 】

Junying hurriedly bandaged the wound on his hand, and sat up straight with great interest.

What does this little griffin want to say to the so-called "sister" who has robbed the throne of the crown prince and repeatedly dragged him down—is it a false comfort?Or a pretentious reprimand?Or is it a schadenfreude?

He is looking forward to it.