Twilight War

04

"I don't want to get up, I'm just a quilt!"

Zichen grabbed the quilt tightly, while Devon was trying to pull up the guy who had been lying on the bed for three days.

"Get up quickly! I've brought you food for three days, are you going to waste your life like this!"

"The quilt doesn't need to leave the bed, I just need to lie on the bed to fulfill the meaning of my life!"

Zichen has been lying in bed for three days since returning from the templar trials.

"Is someone here?" There was a sudden knock on the door of the dormitory.

Dai Wen looked towards the door, and saw the silver leaf badge of the Knights Templar pinned to his chest. He immediately stuffed Zichen into the quilt so as not to affect the image of the dormitory.

Dragging his slippers to the door, Devin asked, "What's the matter?"

Many people in the corridor stopped to look at the Templars at the door. After all, the Templars who followed His Royal Highness Vihipel had a layer of holy light for many people.

"I'm here to find Your Excellency Zichen." The Templar looked at Devon, who was only wearing an undershirt, trying to maintain the dignity of a Templar, only to see Zichen struggling from behind a ball of quilt, and A mess of hair began to breathe the air outside the quilt like a fish deprived of oxygen.

"Devon, this is murder!" After breathing the air, Zichen yelled at Devon who was at the door.

"Looking for you." Devon pointed to the door.

"...Oh." Zichen looked at the Templar standing at the door for a moment, then quickly struggled out of the kelp-like quilt, slipped out of bed, and only found a slipper. He just hopped to the door with one foot.

Knights Templar:"……"

"Excuse me, are you Your Excellency Zichen?"

"Well, I am Zichen." Zichen nodded.

"This is your Templar uniform, and the canonization ceremony will be held in seven days." He handed it over with a general decoration.

Zichen didn't answer, he stared blankly at the military uniform, "Can I quit now?"

"Huh?" The Templar was taken aback.

"I don't think I'm suitable," Zichen said.

"My task is only to distribute the military uniforms. If you don't want to join the Templar Legion, you should go directly to His Highness Weil or His Highness Vihipel."

"I'll put the military uniform here first. If you are sure that you don't want to join the Templar Legion, you can return it to His Royal Highness Weir in person."

"But to be honest, I have never met anyone who refused to join the Templar Legion."

The knight's general uniform was placed in Zichen's hand.

Zichen put the military uniform on the table, and then sat on the bed with his knees hugged.

"Hey, Zichen, what motivates you! You have passed the selection test! What is this? The Golden Palace has been built for you, and you just need to cut the ribbon. You actually choose to give up?" Dale looked in disbelief looking at him.

Zichen shook his head, "I just don't think I'm suitable."

He looked out of the window, and the whole sky was almost indifferent blue-gray, like ice in winter.

In fact, he just felt a little tired, and he needed to rest.

He knew what was going on with him. It was just a fluke that he survived from that island. First he met Roland and then he met Vichypel.

Maybe others don't know what he is like, but he knows that if he is alone, he can't do it even if he tries his best.

If you have to force yourself to do what you can't do, it will only add to the chaos.

Just like when he wanted to prove that he could do it, he stole the jade talisman from the Huangxuan family, and then returned to Jinling...

If the jade talisman was in his father's hands, the Huangxuan family would not be defeated.

05

The military uniform was kept on the table for the next few days. Zichen knew that he should send the uniform back earlier, but always...

There is a road in front of him, which should either be walked on or cut off.But he was just entangled in that fork in the road, not daring to go up it or cut it off.

Knowing that everything should be resolved as soon as possible, but always want to delay until the last moment.He clearly knew that that would only make things worse, but...he really couldn't cut off that road with his own hands.

Every time he wanted to send the military uniform back, it seemed that there was a voice in his heart begging humblely.

Since returning from the trial, he has been dreaming repeatedly, as if he has never escaped from that illusion.

The blood spread along the lines of the glacier, the boy's chest was pierced by a silver spear, and a flock of black crows flew upright.

"Hey, you are number one in the templar trial." Devon said while sitting beside Zichen's bed.

"kindness?"

"It's said in the Top Secret Military Intelligence Research Office."

"What is that?" Zichen looked at Devon with a puzzled expression.

"You don't even know this. People in the Hall of Valor who haven't read "Top Secret Military Intelligence Research Office" are like sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys who haven't read "Empire's Amorous Love History". They will be laughed at."

"This is the weekly school magazine of the Hall of Valor. It is published by the Valkyries who are known as Odin's crows. It records all the major events that happened in the Hall of Valor within a week."

"Actually, it was originally intended to be called "The History of the Hall of Valor", but it was banned by Weir, and then changed to "Top Secret Military Intelligence Research Office" under Tang De's opinion."

"The first name will definitely be sealed, okay? The current name is not very serious!" Zichen said.

"In short, after reading "Top Secret Military Intelligence Research Office", you can be regarded as a qualified member of the Hall of Valor." Dai Wen looked at Zichen.

"Did I just get expelled from school?" Zichen said lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

"It doesn't matter, but everyone doesn't seem to pay attention to you. Most of the pages are discussing Xiwen and Delco." Devon turned a few pages and said with a frown.

"the two of them?"

"Well, it is said that after the trial ended, the two walked out of the jungle with each other's support."

Devon continued: "You also need to understand that the Valkyries in the Hall of Valor are a group of crazy girls. They still fantasize that Vehipel and Tang De will be together in the end all day long, and if they have nothing to do, they will come to a special issue to analyze it." The possibility of two people finally coming together."

"what?!"

"It's hard for you to accept it, isn't it? I did too at first." Devon touched Zichen's forehead with concern.

"What about Naville!" Zichen said worriedly.

"Well, middle-aged uncles are not in their consideration, let alone a middle-aged uncle who almost blocked their school magazine and found a girlfriend so far."

"Wouldn't His Royal Highness Vihipel and Tang De care?"

"His Royal Highness Wisipel doesn't know, but Tang De is quite concerned. He even went to them specifically and told them that he would never accept being below."

"Below? What do you mean?" Zichen asked.

"Don't you understand?"

Zichen shook his head, "Is this what a person in the Hall of Valor must know? I thought it would be enough to complete the trial of the Valkyrie. It seems that joining the Hall of Valor is really troublesome."

"Our Zichen is really very innocent." Dai Wen patted Zichen's head, "Then you should understand what it means to be together."

"Aren't they in that state now? I often see the three of them together." Zichen said.

"You'd better sleep well, the adult world is not suitable for you." Devon pushed Zichen back to the bed, and then covered the quilt.

"What do you mean the adult world is not suitable for me! I have to watch every issue of "Empire's Erotic History", okay?"

"Don't pay too much attention to it." Devon said as he walked into the bathroom, "The girls are crazy, and they even held a special event to select the school tweeds of the Hall of Valor."

"Has it been chosen in the end? Who is it?" Zichen raised his interest and asked, poking his head out of the quilt.

"God's Blossom. There is no doubt about it, it's worthy of the name." Devon said while rubbing the foam off his head in the bathroom: "Of course the school flower of the Hall of Valor is the Blossom of God!"

"What's that?" Zichen asked.

"You don't know? That's right, you are from Donghuang. Do you want to go to the window and have a look? In the past few days, the gods' flowers in the Hall of Valor are all in bloom."

Downstairs in the dormitory, there are large tracts of sacred trees, and the plain white petals are like soft whispers, floating in the entire sky.

Standing under the large sacred tree was a man, wearing a black windbreaker, with a few strands of long pale golden hair protruding from the black hood in the sun.

Zichen stared blankly at that person.

The man slowly raised his head and looked at the boy who was leaning on the window sill.

The blue eyes reflect the entire sky with the flowers of the gods.

The clean divine flower slowly fell in his eyes.

Wisper waved to Zichen, signaling him to come down, Zichen pointed to himself, and Wisper nodded.

Zichen quickly retreated to the dormitory, grabbing his hair that he hadn't combed for several days.After being dazed for three seconds, he quickly rushed into the bathroom and threw Devon out who was singing and taking a shower.

After taking a 10-minute battle shower, with wet hair on his face, he went downstairs and put his clothes on.

"Damn it, Zichen! You fucking poured half a bottle of my shower gel!"

"Damn! The water is so cold, how the hell did you wash it!"

Behind him was Devon's almost outraged shout.

Vehipel leaned against the tree, his long eyelashes were hanging down with a touch of gold at the end, he slowly turned his head to look at Zichen.

"Why are you waiting here?" Zichen rubbed his still hair, "It's fine if someone goes up and calls me."

"Anyway, you're going to come down to eat." Wihipel said, "It's not bad to wait here."

Zichen didn't dare to tell Vehipel that he hadn't been downstairs for three days and relied on Devon to bring food.

"How long have you been waiting?" Zichen looked up at Wisipel and asked.

"It's over, isn't it?" said Vichypel, "Now that it's over, it doesn't matter how long you wait."

Wihipel reached out and took off the petals of the gods that were stuck on Zichen's hair, "The next three days will be a vacation."

Zichen nodded.

"Is there any arrangement?"

"Yes, sleep on the bed." Zichen said.

Wisipel smiled, "Then follow me to the Northern Territory."

An hour later, the Asgard waiting room.

There is a lot of people, and some old waiting rooms are full of people, and there are black smoke scars on the bluestone marble window sills.

Zichen followed behind Wisper, weaving through the crowd.Zichen, who is still in his teenage years, is a head shorter than most people, and is often ignored by others, so he will inevitably be bumped often.

But he just stared at Vehipel who was walking in front, for fear of getting lost with him.

A metallic female voice played through a loudspeaker in the waiting room, "Dear passengers, the train whose terminal station is Nifelheim is about to depart, please board the train."

Huge humming sounds came from a distance, and white steam came out of the chimney of the steam train, reminding Zichen of those never-ending furnaces in the machinery hall.

"Ugh..."

There was a loud crash between the train and the rails.

The crowd was chaotic and shouting.

Zichen recognized Wischpel's figure in the crowd, and followed him almost in a panic.Just when he was about to be dispersed by the crowd, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Follow me..." Vehipel looked back at him.

Wischpel handed over the two tickets to the conductor for inspection, and then led Zichen into the train.

Wisper let Zichen sit by the window, and then sat next to him.

The train moved slowly, and the scenery outside the window slowly receded.Wischpel was looking at a book beside him, and the light from the car window hit his jade-like fingers.

Wischpel looked at it seriously, eyes half down, like a clean and beautiful oil painting.

The train kept driving northward, and as it went north, there were fewer and fewer people on the train. Some people went down and some people came up.

A little girl came up at one of the stops and took the initiative to talk to them.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Zichen was still very excited that someone took the initiative to talk to him, let alone a girl, "Niflheim!"

Wisipel looked up at him lightly, then continued to look down at the book.

"Niflheim? It's so cold there now, few people go there. Is it for tourism? The snow-capped mountains there are beautiful, but it's off-season now." The girl said. "In winter, the ice and snow will pile up very high, and it is difficult for people to climb up."

Zichen scratched his head. To be honest, he still doesn't know what Vehipel plans to take him to do. He only knows that it should be this place.

"What about you? Where are you going?"

"I'm going down in two more stops." The girl kept looking for an opportunity to secretly look at Vichypel, who had been reading quietly beside her, hoping that he would strike up a conversation.

But from the beginning to the end, Vichypel just looked at the book, as if she didn't exist.

Even though the black hood concealed most of his face, the beautifully contoured jaw that peeked out from under the hood could tell the man's stunning features.

"What are you going to do in Niflheim?"

"Uh... just go and have fun."

"Where are you from?" the girl asked.

"Asgard."

"Asgard is very prosperous, but unfortunately I have never been there." The girl said with a little regret.

"Uh, Asgard is very beautiful. But actually I haven't played it much." Zichen lowered his head embarrassedly.

While talking, the whole train suddenly plunged into darkness. Zichen, who was working on a train for the first time, didn't know what happened and was a little flustered.

In the darkness, he was held by the person next to him, "It's a tunnel."

The steam train shuttled in the dark, and the sound of the wheels and rails crashing echoed in the narrow space of the tunnel.

The moment the train saw the light again, Zichen felt that his eyes couldn't adapt, as if stimulated by the light, they were a little moist.

Vichypel next to him had let go of his hand, and continued to read the book as if nothing had happened.

The girl was completely unaware of such an episode, and continued to chat with Zichen, "By the way, have you met His Highness Wisipel?"

Zichen was stunned for a moment, then said falteringly, "Um... I've met... but only a few times."

The girl immediately became excited, "I heard that His Royal Highness Vichypel is very handsome, is it true?" Well, it really is a girl, the first thing that comes to mind is not His Royal Highness Vichypel's contribution to the empire, but his heroism hansome.

Zichen said silently in his heart, the real person is right in front of you!

"Handsome." Zichen said.

"That's great. My greatest wish is to see His Royal Highness Wisipel with my own eyes." The girl said with admiration, "His Royal Highness Wisipel is the hope of the entire empire and the support of the empire. Just think of His Royal Highness It will make you feel at ease.”

Zichen, "Hehe, yes..."

"His Royal Highness Wisipel must have received God's favor, no, he represents God's will..."

Zichen, "Hehe, yes..."

The further north you go, the more severe the temperature drops.Zichen covered his clothes a little tighter.

Wischpel took out a relatively thick piece of clothing from the leather suitcase with brass corners that he had been holding all the time, put it on Zichen, and then continued to read with his head down.

The train is moving slowly on the rails, like slow and gentle time.

"What's your relationship...?" the girl asked cautiously.

Zichen was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer. Wihipel, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and said, "I'm his brother."

From the window of the train, the buildings in the distance were dyed rose-like colors by the burning sunset, which gradually fell in the distant neighborhoods.

The girl was a little skeptical, after all, the two of them were not like brothers.Moreover, she always felt that the action of the blond man putting on the clothes for the boy was too gentle and cherished...

It was as if that boy who looked so skinny was some kind of fragile treasure.

But would that man with an indifferent expression have such eyes?She just misread it.

The man in front of him still just looked down at the book in his hand, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.