Twilight War

,yours truly.

Chapter60 Serbia Knights, Yours sincerely.

I will write my love and hate for you into poems, if you don't come, I will be a lonely soul in this world forever.

——"Wanderer"

01

When Zichen woke up, he found himself in a strange Xilu-style room.

After getting up and taking a look at the still-lit sky outside, he decided to sleep again before talking.

Lying on the bed again, Zichen vaguely realized what was going on with him now.

He... seems to have run away from marriage!

Still escaped from the marriage of His Royal Highness Princess Donghuang! ! !

He jumped up from the bed instantly.

Now if he returns to Chang'an, let alone Emperor Changgeng, even the dead of Huangxuan's family will carry his head to worship Duke Founder and Huangxuan Qichen.

Definitely will!

If you stay here... how can you escape death.

However, if he was by Vehipel's side, even if he could avoid the death penalty... he might as well be dead!

Outside the window, the north wind blows and blows and blows.

He analyzed it seriously, and the most important thing now should be—to fill himself up.

Wihipel shouldn't have starved him yet.

He glanced at the door, but it was not locked.

He opened the door cautiously.

"Young Master Huangxuan, do you need anything?" Xiwen outside the door looked down at Zichen lying on the edge of the door and said.

Zichen: "!!!"

He quickly closed the door, was Wispel trying to scare him to death!

But think about it, it would be strange if no one guarded it.

He pretended to be calm and opened the door again, "Excuse me, is there anything I can eat?"

They used to be students of the Hall of Valor, but now one has become a prisoner, and the other has become a guard of the prisoner.

I don't know which is more pitiful.

"Breakfast." Xiwen brought up the food, obviously he also felt that the current situation was very embarrassing.

"This is..." Zichen asked while sitting on a chair with one leg crossed.

"I can't tell you exactly where, but it's the place where the Arthur Empire used to hold political prisoners." Xi Wen said with his head down.

"Where's Vichypel?" Zichen asked.

"I don't know, but it is said that His Royal Highness is currently negotiating with the Senate to obtain the status of the first officer in wartime."

"Officer? Arthur is going to war?" Zichen frowned, "With whom?"

"I can't say more specifically."

Zichen nodded.

"Zichen, you..." Xiwen looked at Zichen as if he had a lot to ask, but couldn't ask. "Xiwen, I am the young master of the Huangxuan family in the south of the Yangtze River——Huangxuan Jin." Zichen said softly, "I came to Xilu only for revenge. There is nothing else."

"I understand. I'm back. If you need anything, you can find me."

Xiwen closed the door, and Zichen leaned back in his chair, his neck bent like a dying crane.

There are very few furnishings in the room, not even a book.Zichen was alone in the room in a daze.

It's been a long time, and Wisper hasn't been here. Zichen doesn't have the habit of keeping track of the date, and he doesn't even know how long it has been.

There are several Donghuang's wide-sleeved robes in the cabinet. Zichen walks around the room wearing the wide-sleeved robes every day, like Donghuang's puppet on a string.

A few times when Xiwen came in, he looked at him in the wrong way, and even he himself felt that he must look a little crazy now.

What's the point of shutting him up like this but not coming to see him?

02

"Your Highness, the resolution of the Senate has come down, and you will be granted the right to be the first officer in wartime. Tonight, set off for the Northern Territory of Fenbulle." Tang De said behind Wisipel.

Vesper nodded.

"A large number of strange beasts were found in the land of Fenbul, and we are not sure if they have anything to do with the Ring Spirits," Tang De said.

"Of course they did it. Now the only ones in this world who can awaken so many strange beasts are Hell and Yemengade." Wihipel said.

"Where is Fenrir?" Tang De asked.

"He? It's just a little wolf cub. He doesn't have that much ability." Wihipel said, "Hiding under the wings of his father and sister, he can be so arrogant until now."

"But aren't he, Jormungandr, and Hull all children of Loki?"

"They are all ancient beasts adopted by Loki." Wihipel said.

"Your Highness, how do you know about this kind of thing?" Tang De frowned and asked.

Visipel rubbed the World Tree brooch in his hand, "Miracle, you have been there before."

"Yes." Tang De nodded.

"There is Loki's manuscript, written in Ruenwen."

"What is an ancient beast?" Tang De asked.

"They are existences earlier than the gods of Arthur and Vanir in mythology, and Jormungandr, Hel, and Fenrir are all orphans of ancient beasts."

"Your Highness, when did you know all this?" Tang De chuckled.

"A long time ago."

"The war is about to start?" Tang De asked.

Vesper nodded.

"Then who is our enemy in this war? Isabel, the queen of the underworld, the python in the courtyard, Loki, or those strange beasts..."

"It's all possible." Wihipel said: "But it is destined to be a war that does not belong to mortals. Even what we need to face may be an enemy that the empire has never faced for thousands of years."

"Your Highness, sometimes I also wonder what the world is like. I joined the Imperial Military Intelligence Department more than ten years ago, and I thought I would be able to navigate the tedious information. But the more I know, the more Feeling scared."

"The deepest fear is the fear of the unknown. For so many years, I seem to be walking on a chain bridge in the fog. I never know what will emerge under the fog after I brush away this layer of fog. It is hideous Yes, it's still scary."

"But those fogs can never be wiped away. The deeper you go, the more fear you will get. The fog is heavy, and the more you know, the colder you will feel."

"What do you want to know?" Wisipel asked, "Is the truth of this world? Maybe there was no such thing in the first place, and this world is just a living corpse. If there really is, it's better not to know. "

"I don't know what I want to see, but there must be something under the mist, otherwise why do we have to walk across the chain bridge?"

"That's the path you chose," Wischpel said.

A black crow flew from the air and landed lightly on Vehipel's shoulder, against his white military uniform, like a piece of ink.

He turned to look at the crow on his shoulder.

"You go back first, I will go there by myself at night." Wihipel said to Tang De.

Tang De nodded, "This is the first time you have come to see him in so long."

"kindness."

"I really don't understand you, why don't you come to see him if you don't let him go." Tang De shook his head.

Vichypel walked up the steps covered with scarlet velvet, and the sunlight fell on the velvet carpet through the slanted window.

He didn't dare to come to see that boy for a long time, he had gotten enough from him.

The teenager had given all he could give him.

What more could he ask for.

The strong should not exploit the weak.

Even though, that warmth can only be given to him by his youth.

"Your Highness." Xi Wen, who was guarding the corridor on the top floor, gave a military salute neatly.

"Has the Young Master Huangxuan had lunch?" Wihipel asked.

"Well, I should be sleeping now." Xi Wen said.

Wisper pushed open the door, and Zichen was still asleep on the bed.

He flicked his shoulder, and the crow on his shoulder flew out of the window.

He went in and leaned against the window.

The afternoon sun fell on the young man, and the young man's sleeping posture was never good. The fine brocade clothes were randomly piled up on the bed, and a section of his calf was exposed outside the brocade clothes.

Vehipel just stood by the window and looked at the boy.

There is no decoration in the room, not even a clock, and the time can only be judged by the west slant of the sun.

The light through the window stretched his figure very long.

He should have brought two books, thought Wichpel, so that at least his youth would not be too boring.

He suddenly wondered what Zichen would think about when he was bored and in a daze, would he miss him?

He looked at the boy on the bed. The boy had already changed several sleeping positions, and the clothes on his chest were ripped open.

But he just kept watching.

Why did he walk on that chain bridge?

That long and deep road.

Will you wait for me in the mist?

My beloved teenager.

It was dusk outside the window, and Wischpel stood up from the window.

The shadow of the man in the room steps into the darkness.

He will go to his battle at last.

And his boy was still asleep.

03

It was getting late, Zichen got up straight from the bed, drooped his eyes listlessly, and pulled up the collar hanging down his arms.

After taking a few breaths, he rang the bedside bell and asked Xi Wen to bring the dinner.

The door was opened, "Young Master Huangxuan, His Highness said that you will be transferred to another place." Xi Wen said standing at the door.

"Then I have to finish dinner first." Zichen turned over and got off the bed, hooking his shoes on the ground with his toes and saying.

"Yes. Please, young master, pack up your things as soon as possible."

"I have nothing to clean up. I don't have anything here." Zichen said

Zichen didn't ask Wichpel where he was going to send him, no matter where he was, it was a prison for him.

In the absence of Vehippel, all the prisons are nothing but bricks and bars.

More than a dozen Templars escorted him into the steam car, Siwen sat in the driver's seat, and Delco was the co-pilot.

Three steam cars drove through the night.

Zichen looked at Asgard outside the window.

Asgard still has a curfew system, and the stars at night are clearly visible.

Zichen leaned back on the car seat and was about to take a nap when a bright light suddenly illuminated his eyes.

Dozens of steam locomotives with bright lights were parked in the middle of the road, and the people beside the locomotives were all wearing the school uniforms of the Hall of Valor, but they didn't wear them well.

Either tied at the waist, or wide open front.

"Who is it?" Xi Wen asked as he got out of the steam car.

"We came here this time to seek revenge, you'd better leave it alone." The leader stood up from the steam locomotive and said, "One of you has provoked me, and I didn't understand the situation at the time, so I suffered a bit. Now that I have found a few more brothers, I have to find my way back.”

"This is the Knights Templar, there is no one you are looking for." Xi Wen said.

"But the man from Donghuang who offended me back then is in your car. If I don't beat him all over the place today, I won't give up." The man clapped the steel pipe on his hand twice. Next, "Guardians of Klimia, Yours sincerely, Kanute."

"Are these your people?" Xi Wen asked.

"We are not." A tall man next to Kanute stood up and said, "I am the leader of the Servia Knights. This kid named Zichen has not paid the tour fee for several months. Although he said At that time, I was dragged into the group by my roommate, but I should have paid the group fee anyway. Sincerely, Xu Duoer from the Servia Knights."

Xiwen frowned, and before he understood what was going on, he suddenly saw the steel pipe in Kanute's hand swinging up.

Although Kanute and the others are bad students, they are all from the Hall of Valor, and their parents are also respectable people in Asgard.Xiwen and the others did not dare to suppress violently, so they could only defend themselves with police batons.

"What's the situation?" Delko also felt that something was wrong and got out of the car, but just as he got out of the car, he was suddenly forced up by Xu Duoer, who is known as the head of the Sylvia Knights, and he kicked the opponent away. "What are you doing?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was surrounded by a group of boys wearing Valhalla school uniforms.

The scene was chaotic.

"Are you crazy?"

Before Zichen understood what happened, he was suddenly pulled out of the car. He looked at the man in the uniform of the mechanical department.

The man looked back at him and smiled meanly, and gave a rather funny salute with his right hand, "Servia Knights Devin, yours sincerely."

When Zichen ran past Kanute, he suddenly heard the boy whisper, "I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, Kanute swung the steel pipe again, blocking Delko who was about to catch up, "Hey, your opponent is here."

"Didn't you want to seek revenge from Zichen! He ran away long ago!"

"It's not a good habit to be distracted during a fight!"

In the dark, the light of the steam locomotive dazzles the eyes.

The steel pipes and batons in the hands of everyone rose and fell in the strong light and darkness.

The boy ran through the darkness, the light, and the interlaced steel pipes and batons.

Zichen was stuffed into the steam locomotive by Devon, and he turned to look at the crowd.

In the light and shadow, he saw Delco chuckle at him across the crowd, "Noble nobleman Delco, Yours sincerely."

Wave your hands, boy from Donghuang.

The light of the steam locomotive pierced the long darkness, and Devin drove the roaring steam locomotive as if he was desperate for his life.

"Fight for Sylvia!"

Those teenagers, they have their honorable surnames, and they have their glorious future.

But now they came for a boy of a different race.

Kanute wiped the corner of his mouth, "Hey, don't think I can't do it like this. I am the one who wants to win the name of Goddess for Miss Klimia."

"Hey! The person you want to hit has already run away!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Kanute and Xu Duoer looked at the locomotive roaring away as if they had just realized it, and murmured: "The man ran away, there is no other way, we can only chase after it."

Dozens of steam locomotives scattered away.

Delco and Xiwen stood in place, and Xiwen glanced at the steam locomotive going away.

"Deputy regiment, all the fuel tanks of our car have leaked." A Templar beside him said standing beside Siwen.

Xiwen frowned, "Are you so unlucky? I ran into this group of guys, and I'm out of gas. It seems that it's hard to catch up..."

last of the last.

Knights Templar, Yours truly...

The author has something to say: Forget about them, the Divine Phoenix Bird Chapter...

Yuan Geng girl, yours respectfully.