Twilight War

Chapter02 Today's Days Are Small

The gods leave the throne, and all living beings are clamoring.

01

Apocalypse calendar 990 years.

very warm.

It was no longer that cold rainy night.The black-haired boy slowly opened his eyes.

Beside him was a burning old man with a red nose and a tangle of gray hair, pouring wine into his mouth.

"Hey, kid! The stray cat you brought back has woken up." Seeing the boy opened his eyes, the old man shouted directly, and the flames in front of him trembled a few times due to the old man's voice.

The old man turned around and handed the wine to the young man, with a smile on his lips, "Would you like some? Warm up, you scared me when you were carried back by that guy yesterday."

The black-haired boy shook his head and didn't answer, then he heard footsteps behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the man who appeared in the rainy night last night.The man changed from his silver armor to a white military uniform with a silver holy tree badge pinned to his chest, showing an indescribable abstinence and indifference.

Those eyes are still so beautiful and cold.The boy stared blankly at the man.

The man put two plates of fried eggs on the table, set the knife and fork, and signaled the boy to come over.

The boy walked over slowly, and picked up the knife and fork a little bit at a loss.

"Oh, why do stray cats have breakfast, old man, I can only drink cold rum and guard the cold tower?" The old man covered his chest with his hands in pain.

"You have already eaten your share." The man said without raising his head.

"It's not you, it's cooked so early, of course I can't bear to wait for him to wake up before eating."

The man didn't speak, but the old man pursed his lips, knowing that the man would stop talking to him, so he turned to the stray cat the man had brought back. "Hey, little stray cat, you know. The guy in front of you is the famous His Royal Highness Vichypel. Well, it's amazing."

The young man just stared at the man blankly, not quite understanding what the name of His Royal Highness Wispel represented.

"And me! It's even more remarkable, I am the guardian of the entire sea area! I have guarded this vast sea area, um, there must be, ten years, 200 years, 500 years... um, thousands of years. "

The man glanced lightly at the old man who was getting himself drunk with rum.

"Okay, okay. I am the keeper of this lighthouse. Don't look down on this lighthouse. This lighthouse has stood in the Orr Sea for at least thousands of years, and has been providing for those poor boats who lost their way in the storm. The way forward is as great as a god." The old man guarding the tower said, "Thinking about it, I'm going to be moved by myself, Vichypel, you must be afraid that my name will steal your limelight, so Don't let me tell."

"Little guy, I'll tell you how good I am when I have time when Wisipel isn't here." The old tower guard burped.

Wisper looked at the young man who was holding a knife and fork in front of him and didn't know what to do, "Are you from Donghuang?"

"En." The boy lowered his head very low.

"What's your name?" Wisipel lowered his head and cut the fried egg in front of him. The movement of cutting the egg was beautiful and elegant, and the silver knife and fork slid across the fried egg. Every cutting foot was an orthodox cross. cutting method.

"Zichen." The boy said with his head down.

"who are you?"

"...Jiangnan Ranger."

Hearing Zichen's answer, the old man stopped drinking, "Wanderer? What is that? Is it a special product of Donghuang?"

"What happened last night?" Wihipel didn't ask Zichen's identity in detail.

"I don't know. A lot of strange people came to Donghuang, they killed a lot of people, I was tied to the boat, I felt very scared, I ran down while they weren't paying attention... I can't remember anything after that, After waking up, I was surrounded by many black shadows..."

"Forget it, Your Highness, don't ask any more questions. You'll be terrified just by looking at this poor stray cat." The old tower guard took a sip of his wine, and took two drunken sips.

Zichen still lowered his head, as if he hadn't escaped from the panic.

"It's okay, I won't ask you anything, just eat with peace of mind."

Zichen quickly lowered his head, but he didn't know how to use the knife and fork to deal with the fried eggs in front of him, so he could only hold the knife and fork in a daze.

The fried egg in front of him was taken away suddenly, Zichen raised his head and saw Wisipel put the sliced ​​fried egg in front of him.

He stared blankly at Vesper.

"It's a simple fork." Wisipel continued to cut the plate of fried eggs just in front of Zichen, and his golden eyelashes drooped slightly.

Zichen quickly lowered his head, picked up the fried egg and started to eat.

Halfway through eating, Zichen still lowered his head and asked, "Last night..."

"Those people are Ringwraiths, and things are complicated. I'll tell you later."

Zichen nodded, suddenly felt his hair being rubbed, and raised his eyes to find that Wisipel had already looked out of the window, his silver eyelashes looked like the first snow in the dim light of dawn.

Outside the tower the pre-dawn sky was like black seeping through glass.

"Wait a little longer, it will dawn soon. Your Highness's ship should arrive soon." The old man said looking at the still dark sea line outside the window.

The loud whistle pierced the dark fog on the sea.The crows were startled.

A huge ship slowly approached the edge of the sky.Almost magnificent colors laid out the most grand opening in the world, and the black crows shuttled through the extremely cold and extremely warm light of the rising sun like a fast-moving dark night, cutting the light continuously.The huge ship moved extremely slowly, like a ceremony, a ceremony that announced the beginning of fate.

Wischpel stood up and said to the boy, it's time to go.

His voice was very soft, as if it was just a sigh, a sigh that could be lost in the huge whistle of the giant ship at any time.

The old tower guard turned his back to them, took a sip of wine, and smacked his lips twice.

"Are you leaving now? Don't you want to have a drink with me?"

02

Apocalypse calendar 994 years.

The Black Tower, one of the most mysterious and bloody buildings in Vana, was once the prison of the Vana Empire and the palace of the royal family, as well as the final destination of many nobles.And now this legendary temple stands quietly in the corner of the Corinthian capital.It is coated with a layer of warm colors by the morning sun.

And when the old woman selling bread in the East District was taking out the baked bread, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the window, but it didn't sound like fingers knocking on the window, but like a soft pad of flesh knocking. on the glass.

The old woman opened the window but didn't see anyone, and just about to close the window, she heard a few "Wow!".The old woman lowered her head and found a big dog with a beautiful coat squatting outside the window, "What, are you hungry?"

But the big dog climbed directly into the window, looking a little clumsy.The big dog picked up an empty bag of bread, then looked up at the old woman.

The old woman closed the window and watched the big white dog running down the cobblestone road in Corinth with a bread bag in its mouth.

The morning mist has a slightly cool temperature, condensing on the white hair of the big dog. Metal pipes are interspersed between the old buildings, and the red rust is covered with the outer shell of the steel machinery. The breath of the giant beast.

The children on Queens Road wore half-length gray shorts, playing with the abandoned mechanical parts of the factory. Orange oranges rolled down from the wooden baskets, and they were immediately thrown into the arms of a crazy beggar. The fat man in a brown apron The fat landlady drove the beggar with her hat in disgust.At the end of the street, the boy selling newspapers was arguing with the owner of the pawnshop with turtle eyes for a silver badge. In the end, he only took a few copper coins and threw all the newspapers on the ground angrily.

The man next to him handed the newspaper boy a coin, "Here's a newspaper."

The boy quickly picked up the newspaper from the ground, picked out a clean one and handed it to the man.

In the newspaper, the news of "outlaws broke into the dinner party, and a large-scale fire broke out in the Shengqiangwei Palace Hall" occupied the largest page, and a photo of the "outlaws" kicking their legs while hanging under the crystal lamp was attached below, but The ink was not printed very clearly, and the appearance of the "outlaw" could not be seen.

When the boy handed the newspaper to the man, he looked up at the man. The man's hair was actually silver, with a little warm gold in the early morning, like the water of Swan Lake next to the Black Tower.

The boy didn't know how this kind of person came to Queen's Road. Before he could see the man's appearance, the man walked directly into the pawnshop behind him and threw two gold coins on the counter. "I want that badge just now."

The great white dog ran into the Black Tower along the Corinthian criss-cross streets, and climbed lightly up the spiral staircase to the top floor.

The morning sun shines into the room on the top floor.The bed was in a mess, and red military uniforms were scattered on the floor.

The dog first jumped to put the bread on the table, then jumped onto the bed, dug out a person from a lot of unknown objects, put its paws on the boy's chest and kept pressing.

The young officer impatiently brushed away the dog's paw, and changed to another place to continue sleeping.The dog still pressed on the boy's chest persistently.In the end, the boy couldn't bear to lift himself up from the bed, his eyes dim.

The dog lay on the boy's body, looked at the boy's misty eyes with its big eyes, and then lowered its head in embarrassment.The boy slowed down, plopped, and fell down again.

Goufa had no choice but to continue pressing the boy's back in an attempt to wake him up.

In the end, the black-haired boy climbed down from the bed with his messy hair on his head, with a faint shadow under his eyes, he seemed a little listless.

The big white dog bit the boy's trousers and dragged the boy to the iron refrigerator. The boy looked at the big dog impatiently, "Please, did you finish your milk yesterday?" The boy sighed and opened the refrigerator, "Okay Alright, I'll give you a look to make you despair."

There are all kinds of wine in the refrigerator, and all kinds of bartending tools are available. There are many white injections and medicine bottles on the bottom layer.Just as the boy was about to close the refrigerator, he found two boxes of milk on the top shelf. The boy frowned, "Strange, why are there two extra boxes of milk?"

After the boy threw the milk on the stove to heat it, he poured one box on the dog's plate, and bit off one box to drink by himself.Looking at the bread bag on the table, the boy looked back at the big dog, tore open the bag and took a piece of bread from it, "You got it?"

The dog shook its fluffy tail and stuck out its tongue as if asking for credit, the boy smiled.

"Why do you make it look like you are raising me?"

The early morning fog in Corinth slowly dissipated outside the window.

03

Huang Xuanjin had just finished eating the bread and was about to lie back on the bed when he saw Isabel standing at the door.

Isabel frowned as she rubbed her fingers over the dusty iron carved hanger, and decided to put the coat she had taken off on her arm.

Huangxuanjin is not the kind of person who can take good care of himself. There are a lot of useless little things in the house. There are even a few decorations made by Huangxuanjin himself with mechanical parts on the bookshelf, but there are very few real necessities.

Sometimes Isabel even wondered how Huangxuan Jin survived in this kind of place.

This attic used to be the room of Lady Queen Anne. After Anne's father died, her brothers pushed the girl who had never touched any politics and only liked to read in the house to the throne, and then imprisoned her in this attic. .

And her brothers were fighting each other in the court and the opposition. When her younger brother, the red-haired William, took over the ruling power, he beheaded Anne in the attic with an epee.

It is said that Annie was taking care of the agave seeds she had brought from the guard that day, hoping that the agave would germinate quickly. The method of taking care of the agave was learned from a book of "Wanderer".When she was beheaded, Anne's slender and fair neck was leaning against the slanted window, even reminiscent of the weak morning glory vines.

Since Huangxuanjin betrayed Vichypel and the Kingdom of Donghuang, Isabel arranged Huangxuanjin in this attic.

In fact, two years ago, Isabel didn't even think that Huang Xuanjin could survive, and he didn't have any meaning to live.All his things were destroyed two years ago during the Second Twilight Battle.

Today's Huangxuanjin is more like a lone ghost from hell.

Isabel originally thought that Huangxuan Jin would die in this attic, like those abandoned royal families who lost power, and no royal prisoner could survive a year in the Black Tower.

But Huangxuan Jin survived, like a wild dog, with an embarrassing and ferocious posture in which he survived.

But he lives.Isabel put her coat on her arm, raised her head slightly, her amber eyes were like antique stones collected by old nobles, "Huangxuan Jin, don't you want to talk to me about what happened yesterday?" She was clearly only a nineteen-year-old girl, but her voice carried the majesty of a superior.

"Ah?" Huangxuan Jin looked up at Isabel, stepped on the slipper he found only one, rubbed his messy hair, looked down for something in the room, then sighed, raised his head and asked Isabel: "See Is there another one?"

Isabel: "..."

Seeing that Isabel didn't respond, Huang Xuanjin thought for a while and said, "Maybe that dog took her downstairs." Then he directly picked up Isabel who was blocking the door, and lifted the 19-year-old who was only 1.5 meters away like a box. Isabel moved a place, and ran down the stairs before Isabel could react.

The 19-year-old queen felt deeply insulted.

Fifteen minutes later, Huangxuanjin, who was still wearing only one slipper, was obediently sitting on the dilapidated dark red buckskin sofa, accepting Isabel's criticism and instruction.

"Do you know how many documents were sent to me last night, even before midnight, and I wanted to execute you quickly?"

Huang Xuanjin shook his head obediently.

"Fifty letters, including several old antiques from the council." Isabel threw a stack of documents to Huangxuan Jin.Huang Xuanjin bent down to pick up the scattered documents from the ground, and stacked them one by one, with a smile still on his face.

"Do you know how many people in Vana want to kill you!"

Huang Xuanjin nodded, and quickly shook his head when he saw Isabel throwing a knife in the eye.

"It's impossible to count!" said Isabelle.

Huang Xuanjin nodded quickly, "Yes."

Isabel took out another newspaper and threw it in front of Huangxuan Jin. On the front page was a photo of Huang Xuanjin kicking his legs while hanging under the lamp.Huang Xuanjin picked it up and frowned, "Can't you take a better picture? At least not like this."

"Don't you have any guilt about burning Sheng Qiangwei Palace Hall?"

Huang Xuanjin lowered his head, "It has nothing to do with me, I just want to have a glass of wine."

After training for a while, Elizabeth also felt that it was meaningless, curled her mouth, took out a box from the suitcase, and threw it to Huang Xuanjin, "This is the medicine for this week, remember to take it."

Huang Xuanjin picked up the medicine box a little listlessly, and nodded without energy.Just when she was about to stop it, she saw Isabel open the tin refrigerator and find the medicine bottle on the bottom floor.

She poured the medicines in the bottle into the palm of her hand and counted them one by one.

After counting the pills, Isabel looked up at Huangxuan Jin with a serious expression, "This bottle of medicine is for a month, one tablet a day. I gave it to you on the 27th of last month, and today is NO.18. But there are still Fifteen slices."

Huang Xuanjin leaned against the side wall of the iron refrigerator and did not speak.

Isabel picked out a piece of medicine from the palm of her hand and handed it to Huangxuan Jin, "Today I watch you take it."

Huangxuan Jin shrugged, reached out to get the absinthe on the upper shelf of the refrigerator, was glanced at by Isabel, put it back resentfully, and drank the medicine with some cold water in a glass.

Seeing Huangxuanjin finished taking the medicine, Isabel put on her coat, looked up at Huangxuanjin again, "I'll come over next month, remember to take the medicine every day."

Huang Xuanjin glanced at Isabel hesitantly.

"Just say anything."

"Um...can you give me the brooch?" Huang Xuanjin asked weakly.

Isabel turned around and left.

Huang Xuanjin had no choice but to wave lightly at Isabel, "Sister, let's go."

Isabel walked down the old spiral staircase. The dust on both sides of the stairs had not been cleaned since Queen Anne's time. When she reached the middle of the stairs, Isabel stopped suddenly.

"Huangxuanjin," the dim light penetrated into the black tower through the narrow skylight, half of Isabel's delicate side face was hidden in the darkness, and those amber-like eyes were lowered, "If you have survived, you can Live as one."