Twilight War

Chapter12 Polar Night

No one has ever seen the future so clearly; until the end of this world and the beginning of a new one.

—— "The Centuries"

01

The carriage was driving slowly, and Weier and Tang De looked at His Royal Highness Vichypel in front of them.

Vichypel is still noble and proud, even with a bit of abstinence, with long pale golden hair, and a cold sapphire on his forehead.

He looked out of the window, like the profile of a god that said strangers should not enter.

All of this is no different from usual, their highness still has the expression that I couldn't smile when I was born, and the straight back shows that he is in a state of complete defense even in the carriage, and anyone who gets close will die.

However, there was an unknown creature lying on the shoulder of their noble, arrogant and cold Highness Vichypel!And this unknown creature still seems to be drooling with happiness.

From time to time, he rubbed against Vehipel's shoulder as if he was dreaming of something beautiful.Wipe your saliva evenly.

As Zichen rubbed his saliva more and more evenly, Weier also gripped the saber on his waist tighter and tighter, as long as Zichen dared to do anything rebellious, he would rush forward and stab him to death .

Then confess to the gods in the temple of Asgard - my noble god!I have no one to guard the chastity of Her Majesty Vichypel!Please punish me for my dereliction of duty! !

I have broken the oath of the Alcmenedes!

Tang De, on the other hand, regretted not being able to bring the camera over!It's such a pity that such pictures don't stay.

After Zichen rubbed against the pillow twice again, he slowly woke up. He suddenly felt that the touch was not quite right...

He secretly raised his eyes, and the slender and fair neck like jade came into view with a huge impact.Zichen felt his heart stop for half a beat.

After his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, he suddenly felt a wave of fear hit his heart.

He actually fell asleep on the shoulder of His Royal Highness Wisipel! !

He must have died a miserable death.

Even squinting his eyes, he could see that Vile on the opposite side was holding the sword in his hand tighter and tighter.If he wakes up like this, he will be stabbed to death by Will's sword! !

Be calm, be calm!

Zichen continued to lie on Vehipel's shoulder, looking for a way to avoid being stabbed to death by Weir's sword.Then subconsciously rubbed against Wisipel's shoulder twice... Well, the touch is really good.

Finally, when the carriage made a sharp turn, Zichen quickly moved his head from Vichypel's shoulder by virtue of inertia, then swung it to the other side, leaning against the hard and cold carriage wall.

I am a genius! ! !

Zichen held back his laughter and tried his best to pretend that he was still soundly asleep.

Then suddenly, Vichypel gently lifted his head over, put it on his shoulder again, and finally patted it twice.

Then he resumed his coldness and abstinence, and continued to look out the window as if nothing had happened.

The sword in Will's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Zichen: ...

02

The top floor of the Genesis Library.

Tang De put a stack of documents in front of Vichypel, "There are 53 people who participated in the trial of the Knights Templar, and now only these nine people are still alive after the trial."

"Your Highness, please take a look at their information and decide to enter the list of the Knights Templar."

"Put it there, I'll see later." Wisipel said lightly, still leaning on the sofa and looking up at the huge mural on the dome—the dusk of the gods.

He gently swayed a glass of Godfather wine in his hand. Different from the slenderness and elegance of the red wine glass, the classical glass was low and had a thick bottom.

The aroma of whiskey and the richness of almond wine are perfectly combined, and sometimes Wisipel will replace the base wine with brandy or whiskey.In fact, he prefers this simple and direct spirit to red wine more often.

"Do you also think that such a sacrifice is too tragic?" Wihipel said suddenly.

"You should ask yourself this question." Tang De sat in front of him and poured himself a glass of wine.

He crossed his legs and watched the old ice in the glass rise and fall in the wine, "Whether this sacrifice is worth it or not depends on what you are carrying?"

"kindness?"

"Everyone has what he bears, and he has to pay for what he bears. Everyone bears differently, and what he has to pay is naturally different. Therefore, you should ask yourself whether these sacrifices are tragic or not."

"Is what you are carrying worth paying so much for?" Tang De looked directly into Wisipel's eyes.

Wisper did not answer.

"Actually, sometimes I am really curious about what you are carrying?" Tang De said.

"how?"

"I am the heir of the Cassandra family. I have been trained to read people's hearts since I was a child. If you want to know what a person wants to do, you must know what he is carrying."

"Ville is the best to understand. What he bears is loyalty. His only mission is to guard this country like his ancestors."

"Do you know the story of the Alcmenides family? A family cursed by God." Tang De said.

"know a little."

"A political riot broke out in the Arthur Empire 300 years ago. The rebels hid in the temple, and killings were not allowed in front of the temple. Violators would bear the curse of God. In the end, it was Alkemen People from the Ned family walked into the temple with their swords in hand and killed the rioters."

"Since then, the Alcmenides family has been cursed by the gods and expelled from Asgard, and they were not able to return to Asgard until decades later."

"This is the burden of the Alcmenides family, their absolute loyalty to the country. So Weier will never betray the country, and he will put the country's interests first." Tang De smiled lightly.

"Where's Isabel?" Vichypel asked, "What do you think of Isabel?"

"Is that the queen of the empire? What she bears is nothing more than resignation. She is the queen with the highest power in the Vana Empire. She is decisive and overturns the clouds."

"But after all, she is just a little girl who is unwilling. Ever since her crazy mother fell from a high tower and died, she was sent to a monastery by her father."

"In that kind of place, she must have been unwilling to grow up. And there is no other way to fill up her childhood unwillingness, so she had to turn all the unwillingness into a desire for power. Some people spend their whole lives doing It is nothing more than compensation for what is not available when you are young.

Tang De refilled some wine for himself, and then continued.

"I haven't met the head of the Huangxuan family, but I don't really understand him. His obsession with hatred is really too deep."

"Generally speaking, the first thing the successor does after becoming the center of power should be to consolidate and maintain his own strength, but he chooses revenge almost crazily. To be honest, I am a little worried about the alliance with him. Knows what he can do insanely for revenge."

"But since Vaner doesn't want to form an alliance with us at all, we can only do so first. In order to deal with the Ring Spirits, we still need an ally." Tang De said.

Vichypel smiled and took a sip of the spirit from the low, classical glass.

"The burdens of ordinary people are nothing more than that, loyalty, power, and hatred." Tang De looked at the mural above through the wine glass, "but I really don't know what you are carrying."

"You don't need to be loyal to anyone anymore, you already have supreme power." Tang De looked at Vichypel through the wine glass and said, "And you should be burdened with something heavier and more desperate than hatred..."

"Everyone has to make sacrifices for their own burden," Tang De continued, "Whether those sacrifices are worth it or not depends on the comparison with your burden."

"What about you? Although I don't know how much you have sacrificed, I have been following you for so many years and I have seen it very thrilling." Tang De said: "The only thing worth such a sacrifice is to protect the world. mission."

Wihipel just listened, noncommittal.

"This kind of mission is too great, but you have to be prepared to sacrifice a lot. But there is no way, if you are carrying the world, you must be prepared to die everywhere."

"However, I have seen many people sacrifice too much for a little bit of obsession, and even destroy themselves."

Tang De put down his wine glass and looked directly at Wisipel.

"Sometimes I even feel that you have seen everything and seen through everything."

"But sometimes I feel that you still can't let it go, you are still obsessed with it, or you already understand it, but you still force yourself not to wake up or let go."

All living beings are in panic, and they all bear their burdens.

Everyone has their burdens.

Tang De shook the old ice in the cup, "Actually, people, sometimes they have to let themselves go. How can they go on the road with so many things on their backs?"

"But I guess it's useless for me to say so much. You will continue to bear what you should bear."

Wisipel finished his last sip of wine and glanced at Tang De, "You have said so much about others—then what are you carrying?"

Tang De smiled, "I don't have any grand sense of mission, let alone any heavy hatred, and I don't have to be loyal to anyone. But don't worry, I won't betray you."

"There are very few things I carry—it's just my humble obsession."

Wischpel lowered his head and smiled without speaking.

Tang De spread his hands, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Next, I will talk to the Patriarch of the Huangxuan family about the time for the two parties to meet. When do you think it is more appropriate."

"Five days later." Wihipel said, "I have something to do these days."

"That's right, you're not in Arthur's Empire at this time of year. By the way, what do you do every time you lose? You don't go to save the world secretly by yourself, do you?"

"Go do your thing, don't worry about it so much."

"Okay." Tang De put away his things, "Don't forget to decide the list of Templars this time. The guy named Zichen is also in it."

Vesper nodded.

"By the way, I forgot to mention it just now." Tang De suddenly turned around and said to Wichpel in the middle of walking, "There is another kind of person in this world who is a lunatic."

"They will die for something that is meaningless in the eyes of others."

Tang De looked at the setting sun falling outside the window, "I haven't seen this kind of person, but if I have the chance, I really want to meet this kind of lunatic."

03

Auer sea area, lighthouse.

The old man guarding the tower stared blankly at the fire in the stove, which was hot with cheap spirits.

He said while fumbling, "Why are you here again? I really don't want to see you."

Wihipel ignored him, walked straight to the chair next to him, took a sip of cheap spirits.

This cheap wine is so choking that it burns your throat when you drink it.

"Go, go, don't grab the wine with me. It's fine if you don't bring me so much good wine, but you came to grab my wine from the old man." The few drops of wine dripping from the bottle mouth were licked clean.

"You are still looking for the trace of Jormungandr." The old tower guard asked casually.

Vesper nodded.

"You, you are still obsessed with your obsession." The old tower guard sighed, "You know, I should have said nothing. But for so many years, I have watched you go farther and farther on this road..."

"I know."

"Have you thought about the cost of these from the beginning?"

"Once I took the first step, I never thought about going back," Wihipel said.

"But the price is really too high, isn't it?" The tower guard old man took a sip of the spirits. "……does it worth?"

Wisper smiled and didn't speak.

"Forget it, don't care about you, anyway, you haven't changed in all these years."

"By the way, you let that child join the Templar Legion." The old man asked.

Vesper nodded.

"What do you think? You should also know that this is too wrong."

"I know, but... I will also be soft-hearted." Vehipel smiled.

"Soft-hearted? Are you soft-hearted towards that child? This word can still be used on His Highness? This is the first time the old man knows."

"...It's not soft-hearted to him, but to myself."

The old man guarding the tower was stunned, "But you will only suffer more in the end, won't you?"

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the red-hot coals, "Are you still the iceberg-like guy I know? Why don't you start to soften your heart and make mistakes."

Vichypel didn't speak.

The two of them looked at the burning bonfire and didn't talk any more. In fact, most of the time when Vehipel came to the lighthouse, he just drank quietly.

He and the old man guarding the tower are not friends, but the old man guarding the tower is the only one who knows all about his past.

His past was too long, so long that he was too lazy to mention it to others, so in the end there was only the old man who kept the tower as the only witness.

As he was leaving, the old man suddenly threw him a bottle of strong vodka.

"I know that every year at this time, you will go to Niflheim alone. It's very cold there, so bring a glass of wine to warm you up." The old man said with his back to him.