Twilight War

Chapter9 Binding

01

At night, Zichen tossed and turned on his bed, unable to fall asleep, and suddenly remembered what Rosa had said about the Knights Templar.

"Hey, Devon, do you know what happened to the selection test for the Knights Templar?" Zichen leaned over to Devon and asked.

Devon rolled his eyes, and continued to look at the latest issue of "Empire's Amorous History", "Please, you almost failed the entrance exam, and you still think about the Knights Templar?" The lights were turned off at night, Devin installed a simple electric lamp himself, and the light shone dimly on the pages of the unhealthy magazine, making the atmosphere even more obscene.

"Tell me what's wrong?" Zichen leaned over to Dai Wen's side, and followed the page he was reading.

"It's too cool to wait!" Dai Wen pulled the book away from Zichen.

Zichen blinked and looked at Devon.

Finally, Dai Wen couldn't stand Zichen's gaze, and turned over, "Forget it, forget it! Is it okay if I convince you? There are no restrictions on the registration of the selection exam, as long as you are a student of the Hall of Valor. But ! The selection process is very cruel. The result is even more cruel!"

Dai Wen swept Zichen's small body up and down, as if expressing his disbelief in Zichen with his eyes.

"Although the Knights Templar of His Majesty Wisipel is called the Legion, there are always only one hundred members. When they become a member of the Knights Templar, all their identity information is immediately erased. Their service, All expedition records will be listed as top-secret information. They are a secret force exclusive to His Royal Highness Wisipel, and will always serve only one person. Betrayers will become enemies of the entire empire, and they will be included in the list. The Empire's most wanted warrant."

"They rode white horses and wore armor made entirely of mithril, like legions sent by God. When they came to the world, they brought God's will to conquer, and everything they passed was death and blood .”

The Knights Templar, they belong to the wings of God, they are the will of God, as the Bible says - I am not here to bring peace to the earth, but to make war on the earth.

They are not priests serving in the church, but an army descended from God to the earth.

Dai Wen looked at Zichen quietly, and for a moment he completely lost his usual playboy appearance, "Do you know the survival rate of the last selection exam?"

"Only 50.00%, more than 200 of the best fighters from the Hall of Valor took part in the selection exam, only more than 100 survived out of the forest where the exam was held, and only seven entered the Knights Templar in the end."

"Isn't it a selection test? Why did so many people die?" Zichen was a little dazed.

"Where do you think this is? This is the Hall of Valor! It's not the headquarters of Shenyue Machinery Research, and it's not a seminary for noble children to study when they are bored. Those who enter here are born for the final battle. Everyone who enters here In the end, what we will face is the ultimate existence in the legend! It is death!!!”

Dai Wen looked at Zichen, and for a moment Zichen looked like he didn't know Dai Wen in front of him.

"Since Vehipel has been in charge of the Hall of Valor, the training here has become more urgent. They say that the training of the combat department is getting closer and closer to the limit. I don't know if you have noticed that our courses are more biased towards those Machinery used in war, everything we learn seems to be done for war."

"Huh?" Zichen was stunned.

Devon smiled and looked out the window. The dusk was like embers, and all the buildings of Asgard lay in the distance.

"...Because those 1000 years are coming to an end."

02

Paradise Lost, second floor.

The two visitors, one in front and one behind, went up to the second floor along the teak spiral staircase, the young man behind slowly opened the door of the box, and the girl in front walked into the box room.

There was a man sitting inside, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, but still looked peaceful.

"Your Majesty the Queen." He looked at the person coming and said, without standing up to salute.

Wisipel was sitting on a dark red sofa, wearing a black windbreaker, with patterns in the style of World Tree vines branded on the metal buttons.His handsome appearance is like the legendary blood prince who is immortal, without any desire, and his eyes are cold and indifferent, reminiscent of the gods in the temple who watch all beings struggle in the sea of ​​desire but are still indifferent.

Isabel took off her coat and handed it to Brunhilde behind her.

"I don't know what His Royal Highness Vehipel is looking for me this time?"

Wischpel did not speak, took a set of good Donghuang tea set on the table, first washed the warm tea set with hot water, then used tweezers to select a few leaves of green tea from the porcelain dish, put them into a white teacup, and poured them into seven cups. Divide the boiling water, and put the tea in front of Isabel.

It was supposed to be placed in front of Isabel's right hand, but Isabel leaned back on the back chair the whole time, her amber eyes were always looking at Vehipel.

Isabel knew that Visipel was using Donghuang's tea ceremony, and his movements were not up to standard, so he didn't have to do it exactly according to Donghuang's tea ceremony standard, but it could still be called Zhou Zhi's good-looking.

But she didn't serve tea, because she knew that Vehippel, like her, couldn't be a refined scholar who made tea and tasted tea, and they were the same kind of people in their bones.

"The queen should have already guessed what I want to say - the kingdom of the dead." Vihipel raised his head and looked at Isabel, his majesty was like an emperor for a moment.

"Sure enough, you are also looking for the Ring of the Nibelungen."

"Actually, the Queen knows that the Ring of the Nibelung is secondary, right?"

"Does His Royal Highness Wisper really consider himself a saint?" Isabel said with a smile, "All I want is the Ring of the Nibelungen."

"The 1000 years are over, and Satan will be released from his prison, and he will come out to deceive the nations of the four corners of the earth, that is, Gog and Magog, and tell them to come up to gather and fight. They are as numerous as the sand on the seashore, and they will come up and fill the whole earth." While pouring the slightly green tea liquid into a white porcelain teacup, Wisipel softly recited this passage from the Book of Revelation, just like the priest in the church who knew that Satan was coming was chanting on the podium in front of the cross God foretold.

"I like this passage too." Isabel chuckled lightly.

"Her Majesty actually knows that this passage is true, right?" Wihipel said, "For 1000 years, God imprisoned Satan in the deepest hell, but his imprisonment can only last for 1000 years. When After 1000 years, Satan will return to the world, and everything will be unimaginable."

"so what?"

"All mythology is a profile of real history, and the Bible and Norse mythology have amazing coincidences, because they both describe the same thing."

"In Norse mythology, Loki betrayed the gods, and the god who sat on the throne imprisoned him. That was the first legendary battle at dusk. However, Loki will eventually escape from imprisonment, and he will break free. chains, and that will be the last twilight, the end of the gods. The world tree withers, the red rooster crows, and the sun and moon are devoured by Sirius. No one can stop the destruction. Until everything is destroyed .”

"In the Bible, that rebellion is called Falling to Heaven, and the name of the rebel is Lucifer. He led one-third of the angels to rebel, and fell from the highest place for nine days and nine nights, until the lowest level. hell."

"And the place where this traitor is imprisoned is the legendary Kingdom of the Dead. It is the deepest part of Niflheim, the lowest level of the world in the entire Nordic mythology system. After the first Twilight Battle, God will He is imprisoned there, and God's blockade can only last for 1000 years, and when the 1000 years are over, he will come to the world again and bring destruction." Isabel continued Vichypel, shaking the white porcelain with her hands Greenish liquid in a teacup.

"Her Majesty the Queen really knows everything." Vichypel raised his glass to Isabel, his blue eyes were like the sky above the Northern Territory.

"And now, when those 1000 years are about to end." Isabel looked up at Vichypel.

"If we don't get into the land of the dead before Loki wakes up, and kill him. He'll come back to earth with all his hatred, 1000 years of captivity, and he'll be even more brutal and bloodthirsty, he's this The most extreme existence in the world. At that time, no one will be able to stop him."

"Even Odin can't kill the existence, how can we?" Isabel shook her head.

"In 1000 years, it was when Loki was weakest, but once he left the kingdom of the dead, no one could stop him. Not even Odin and the gods could prevent the coming of the final twilight battle. At that time, Only dirges and sighs." Vichypel said, looking into Isabel's eyes.

"Then, I wish His Royal Highness Vichypel good luck. May my lord bless you to kill demons as soon as possible and bring blessings to the world." Isabel said and motioned Brunhilde to hand her her coat.

"Your Majesty, you know what I'm here to talk about."

"I know what you want to talk about." Isabel said: "The last cooperation, you and I have already got what we want. Next time we meet on the battlefield, we will say hello as enemies."

"You know, I didn't get what I wanted." Vehipel looked at her, his eyes cracked and sharp emeralds in the dim light.

"That's your problem."

"Farewell." The smoky-haired girl picked up the excellent Donghuang white porcelain teacup in front of her, drank the slightly green tea liquid in the cup in one gulp, then put the teacup aside, got up and left.

"Thank you for your hospitality," said the girl.

03

The black carriage was driving slowly on the road in the dark night, and the girl with smoky gray hair in the carriage was drinking black tea quietly, her delicate face was like a sculpture.

Brunhilde sat next to her, "Izzy, the confrontation between Vana and Asa is meaningless, why can't you consider cooperating with Vihipel? Finding the kingdom of the dead together is very important for Vana Might be a better choice."

Isabelle put the black tea on the cup and saucer, looked up at Brunhilde, her pair of amber eyes were like precious antique amber, after looking at it for a while, she lowered her head and said, "You really think Wischpelt is What saint?"

"He is indeed on the side of justice, but his justice also requires a price." Isabel said: "Do you know what is the most important thing to enter the kingdom of the dead?"

Seeing that Brunhilde didn't answer, Isabel continued to drink the black tea in her hand and said, "Millions of souls are sacrificed."

"What?!" Brunhilde didn't seem to understand Isabel's meaning.

"The kingdom of the dead—that is a kingdom that only the dead can reach, and if a living person wants to enter the kingdom of the dead, he must open the way with millions of souls, and that living person must have the breath of the undead to enter the kingdom of the dead. country."

"Whisper is nothing more than a businessman in the final analysis, and even that bit of justice has to be carefully calculated." Isabel snorted softly while holding a cup of black tea.

04

Hall of Valor, night.

Devon had already fallen asleep with a wretched expression on his face while holding the "Empire's Erotic History", and he knew what was in his dream after thinking about it.

Zichen tossed and turned on the bed, thinking about the selection exam.

Hello!If you are a normal person, you will know that you must not participate!

Will die, so many people died last time.

Please, what they have to face in the end is the most extreme existence. They live for the final battle, so he can't just hang up.

But... Your Highness Vichypel.

He suddenly remembered the seventh floor of the Genesis Library, His Highness Wisipel was sitting in the backlight silhouette like that.

His profile is illuminated by the long and gentle skylight...

05

Vana Empire, Holy Rose Palace, Queen's Bedchamber.

"Good night, Your Majesty the Queen." Brunhilde extinguished all the lights in the bedroom, covered Isabel who was lying on the bed with a quilt, and then picked up the silver candlestick on the table to prepare to leave.

Just as she turned around, she was suddenly grabbed by the corner of her clothes, "Stay with me tonight."

Isabel was wearing white silk pajamas, her long rose-red hair was hanging down, as if she was not the most noble queen of the Vana Empire, but just a little girl who wanted to hear fairy tales.

People in the world say that amber can seal time, and her eyes really seem to seal thousands of years of time, so thorough and pure.

Isabel lifted the quilt, "Xiaode hasn't slept in the same bed with me for a long time."

Brunhild smiled and said yes.

Yes, she could never say no to her.From beginning to end, from the first beginning to the last end.She can never refuse her.

The light from the silver candlestick flickered on and off, and the two girls leaned together on the huge bed. The light turned the large-character book in Brunhilde's hand yellow.

Brunhilde's voice flowed slowly, and Isabel leaned on her shoulder.

For a moment, they seemed to be back in that monastery again.In the cold and dark attic of the monastery, only the two of them huddled together on a small bed and cuddled each other for warmth. The candles fixed on the table by wax oil could barely illuminate the large-character books in their hands.

Little Isabel leaned drowsily on little Brunhilde's shoulder. Little Brunhilde thought she had fallen asleep several times, but as soon as she stopped reading fairy tales, little Isabel would definitely wake up. He looked at her blankly.Ridiculous looking but cute.Brunhilde had to read fairy tales like this.

"At the end...the prince and the princess lived happily together...right?" little Isabel asked drowsily.

"Well, they held a grand wedding, and the whole kingdom blessed them."

"The princess wears a beautiful white wedding dress and the prince wears a handsome white gown... right?"

"Well, yes."

"But I like red..."

"Then they're wearing red wedding dresses and gowns."

"No! The princess wears a red wedding dress, and the prince wears a white dress."

"Okay, listen to Izzy."

The princess is wearing a red wedding dress, and the prince is wearing a white dress. They will hold their wedding in the most beautiful palace, and the whole kingdom will bless them...

06

Vana Empire, royal residence.

The window of the dormitory was blown open by the wind, and the roses in the garden were blown in through the window. The white lace curtains fluttered up and down gently, and the petals covered the entire rococo-style dormitory, even the bed was covered with white rose petals. .

Isabel slowly raised her body, and the white lace dress slipped halfway from her shoulders.

Brunhilde next to her was still asleep, with straight eyebrows and a handsome profile like a prince in a fairy tale.

A petal of white rose leisurely fell on Brunhilde's lips.

Isabel's body trembled suddenly, and she looked at Brunhilde who was still frowning in his sleep.

The flapping of the curtains was like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.

She lowered her head slowly, and tremblingly touched her lips with infinite piety.Between the white rose petals.

She remembered the knight conferring ceremony.

There are only her and her in the huge church.

She took the throne for the first time and became the youngest queen of the Vana Empire.

Her knight should be a young nobleman, but she insisted on having Brunhilde as her knight.They are not accepted by the country, and there is no godfather to hymn them.There were only two people, standing in the ancient and solemn Royal Chapel.

Sunlight streams through huge stained glass windows.The seats under the stage were empty.

And she held the ritual sword in her hand, and tapped three times on the shoulder of the knight who was kneeling on one knee.

Just like that thunderstorm night many years ago, the girl in the closet knelt in front of her in worn silk pajamas, with a serious and serious expression.

And she, who was also wearing white silk pajamas, tapped her shoulder three times with her fingers.

She said, don't be afraid.From now on I am your knight.

She said, I will protect you, as long as I am here, no one can bully you.

She said, I will always be by your side.