Twilight War

02

Zichen slept leisurely on the bed, and when he got up again, Wisipel was no longer by his side.

He took out the mechanical watch under the pillow, looked at the time and maybe could help Devon, so he rolled out of bed and went straight to the Wally Hall.

Vali is the god who killed the dark god Hodur in ancient mythology, symbolizing revenge and righteous execution.

When Zichen rushed to the place out of breath, the two parties were lined up on both sides of the long table, as if a big battle was imminent.

He quietly hid behind Devon, when Devon turned around and saw him, raised his eyebrows, and pulled out the thermometer that Zichen was holding in his mouth, "What are you doing with that in your mouth?"

Zichen stared at the thermometer in a daze, but forgot to take it off. Could it be that he ran with this thing in his mouth all the way on the road of the Hall of Valor?

Dai Wen touched Zichen's head, "Zichen, you should go back, maybe you are really sick."

"I have taken medicine!" Zichen argued.

Dai Wen looked at Zichen more tenderly, and that look was clearly the head nurse of the mental hospital looking at her patients.

"Speaking of which, what's going on." Zichen asked, "Why hasn't it started yet?"

"The team leader on the opposite side didn't show up, maybe the teacher dragged the class. That guy majored in Medieval Alchemy, and you know that professor likes to drag the class very much." Devin explained.

"Is this duel so hasty?" Zichen complained silently.

Dai Wen immediately retorted: "How can you be hasty? This duel will determine who this year's title of Goddess will eventually belong to! This is the expectation of the entire Hall of Valor!"

"But even Teacher Sevia and Klinmiya don't care."

"Girls say they don't care because they are reserved, but they really care about it in their hearts! So I will definitely win the final glory for Teacher Sylvia!"

Zichen sighed, thinking that perhaps Dai Wen was the one who was really seriously ill.

"Tell me, who do you like better, Teacher Servia or Klinmiya?" Devon asked Zichen this question again.

"I like them all." Zichen said.

"I like them all, but I don't like them anymore. You can't even look down on Teacher Sylvia and Klinmia. How high-sighted you are." Devon shook his head and said, "Why? Do you want to marry a princess back?" ?”

"I don't have such lofty ideals, as long as I am gentle." Zichen said with a smile.

"Gentle? I don't think your girlfriend is gentle." Devon smiled meanly.

"You haven't seen it, how do you know!"

"Zichen, didn't Master tell you that the woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger when you were in the temple?" Dai Wen said, "Never be fooled by a woman's appearance."

The people on the opposite side saw that the group hadn't come for a long time, and they all started chatting.

So a duel inexplicably turned into their own symposium.

Several boys were chatting about the latest steam car. Although many of them came from aristocratic families, the price of the steam car was not something they could easily afford.

Canute and his companions said that if he could get a place for military selection, his father promised to help him buy the latest steam car.

"Isn't your brother already in the military intelligence department of the military?" Another person next to him asked.

"Yes, my brother told me to go to the Military Intelligence Department as much as possible, but he may not be able to help this time. He said he is very busy recently." Kanute frowned a little annoyed, after all this time The selection of the military department is very important to him. If he can join the military intelligence department of the military department, it is equivalent to obtaining a pass for the upper echelons of the military department.

Since His Royal Highness Vichypel became Arthur's consul, the influence of the family has been weakened a lot in the promotion of military positions, and the censorship of individuals has become more stringent.

In the past, based on his family status, he should be able to directly rely on the recommendation of officials to enter the military department, but now he has to participate in the selection to get a place in the military department.

"Is the Military Intelligence Department very busy recently? I haven't heard of any movement from Vaner." His companion asked.

"It's not about Vaner, it's about Donghuang." Kanoute said.

His companion was stunned. To most people in the Western Land, Donghuang was more like a distant and mysterious existence. They knew that the boundless yellow sand that crossed the 36 countries in the Western Regions was that country.

The streets of Asgard will also sell high-quality porcelain and tea brought from Donghuang.

But there is nothing more, that country seems to be covered under the dust through a heavy silk veil.The emperor of Donghuang regards himself as the kingdom of heaven/chao, and refuses to have any political alliance with the Westland.

If it weren't for the glorious expedition a year ago, he might have thought that the East and West would always live in peace like this.

"Donghuang? Why, is their emperor asking for an alliance?" the companion asked.

"It's not their emperor. I heard from my brother that it's a Donghuang clan who wants to form an alliance with Arthur in order to avenge their dead patriarch." Kanute said a little irritably, still thinking about the selection of the military department. matter.

"Is that clan very powerful?" "It can be so powerful, even the patriarch was killed." Kanute smiled nonchalantly, "It is said that the weapons used by that clan are still cold weapons, no wonder they were killed. "

"Maybe let His Highness choose to form an alliance with them, this clan should still have some strength after all."

"What kind of strength can it have? If it is really powerful, the glorious expedition to Donghuang will not be defeated." Kanute shook his head and said, "It's just a remnant of history."

He stretched out his hand to touch the half glass of wine on the table. Recently, he has managed a lot to get a quota in the military department, but he is still a little panicked. After all, the review of the military department is becoming more and more strict now. Even his brother almost failed to enter the military.

However, he accidentally knocked over the glass of wine.

The wine glass fell to the ground.

However, there was no broken sound as expected.

Kanute turned his head and found that the wine glass was held by a black-haired boy.The young man should have been on the opposite side of the long table just now, but somehow he suddenly appeared here.

The red wine splashed on the young man's hands as white as jade porcelain, and the red was a little shocking.

Kanute reached out to get the glass of wine, but the boy didn't hand it over.

"Be careful when you do things, and be careful when you speak..." the young man said with a suppressed voice, as if a snake was lurking in his voice, sultry but with a bit of nobility and arrogance.

The black-haired boy slowly raised his eyes and looked at him.

those eyes...

Like a wolf walking alone at night.

The boy handed the wine glass to him, and the red liquid in his hand slid down his fingertips.

Kanute, however, retreated involuntarily, as if he was caught by the boy's eyes at that moment.It seemed that what the boy handed over was not a glass of wine... but a sharp knife.

Kanute panted in panic as he calmed down, he had forgotten the last time he had this almost trembling feeling.As a noble son, he should always deal with everything calmly.

He was brought into society by his father when he was ten years old, and he met all kinds of big people.

Master Brutus, the head of the Julius family, those in power all have the eyes of an eagle and a lion.But he still dared to look them in the eye.

But at the moment just now, he didn't dare to look directly into the boy's eyes.

In fact, he also saw the boy just now, who sneaked in through the back door, and hid behind Devon after sneaking in.There was also a ridiculously stupid thermometer dangling from his mouth.

Could it be that he has a high fever and wants to fight for Teacher Sevia?

...is either crazy or a fool.

At that time he laughed secretly to himself.

But now he couldn't laugh at all, the glass of wine was still held in front of him, and the red liquid slipped from the young man's fingertips to the ground, making one suspect that what was contained in it was not wine, but ferocious blood.

And the boy kept looking at him, as if waiting for him to take the glass of wine.

Those black eyes were like deep valleys.

Canute pretended to be calm and took the wine.

After the boy handed him the cup, he turned and left.

Kanute looked at the boy's back in shock, looking at the boy's black hair, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"You are from Donghuang!" There was an almost sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, like a loser trying his best to humiliate the other party after failure, trying to regain some face through this means.

"What are you trying to do here? One day, the iron hooves of the Arthur Empire will crush your decaying and declining country! At that time, you are just a poor slave of the Eastern Continent!"

Zichen had already walked back to the opposite side of the long table, standing beside Devon, only lowered his eyes when he heard his words.

Kanute thought that he was just stern, and maybe he was wrong about the look just now, after all... How could someone have such a fierce look.

So he continued, "I didn't tell you just now, the one who came to Arthur to beg His Highness to form an alliance with them was Donghuang's Huangxuan family. Why, do you know about this Huangxuan family? My brother said that Donghuang knew only himself." From the Huangxuan family!"

"But this clan, which you regard as the Eight Hundred Li Huangxuan, now has to ask Arthur to avenge their patriarch who died for no reason!"

Zichen lowered his eyes, took out the thermometer from his pocket, and wiped it on his body.

"What's the use of being brave here? You're nothing but a fucking lunatic!"

For a moment, Kanute suddenly felt his head was knocked down on the long table!

That boy stepped directly onto the long table made of expensive mahogany wood!

He grabbed Kanute's collar fiercely like a beast, threw Kanute's head on the table, and then suddenly pulled out the thermometer and inserted it into Kanute's right eye!

Canute screamed almost in terror, like a tenor in a play!

The mercury in that thermometer gleamed silvery, and it shot right into his eyes!

However, just when Canute thought he was going to completely lose one eye, the thermometer suddenly stopped in mid-air.Canute gasped in horror, his eyes wide open.

Normally, if something stabs you, you should close your eyes tightly.But the panic at that moment made his eyes widen in an instant.

The boy held a thermometer in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Kanute could even feel the end of the thermometer brushing against his eyeballs, as cold as snake scales.

The other people in the Wally Hall also looked at the boy in shock, they didn't understand what happened at all!

Didn't they come here for Teacher Sevia and Klinmia, for those two beautiful women, and for who is this year's Goddess?

They said it was a date, but they all knew that it was just a half-playful fight between adolescent boys for the woman they admired.

They just want Teacher Sevia and Klimia to notice them, they are so far away from those two beautiful women.

Teacher Sevia is always dignified and elegant like a woman in ancient Greece, looking at them like children.And Klimia always looked at them with a sneer, dismissive of them.

They just want to prove to them that they will fight for them, like knights who dueled for the woman they love in ancient times.

There are even some people who don't like Teacher Sylvia and Klimia that much, it's just the boy's admiration for beautiful women.

Why... is this the case.

If the head of the Klimia Guardians never comes, they may even sit together, have a discussion, drink some wine, say something that is not in common, and then wave each other and break up.

But everything was developing in a place they didn't expect. The boy who hurried over with a thermometer in his mouth was like a mad wolf rushing into a flock of sheep!

They could have pretended to be strong and powerful goats, bluffed and hopped, and horned each other for the ewe.

But that boy rushed into the sheep pen with blood and slaughter, and then bit all the sheep with his sharp teeth.

Even Devon felt cold sweat falling down his forehead.

How could this be?

Shouldn't Zichen be his roommate who dared not kill a fish?Shouldn't it be that trash who always keeps his eyes half open as if he's not awake?

Should the two of them spend their lives in the Hall of Valor together like two salted fish, copying each other's homework, stealing instruments from the mechanical laboratory together, roasting fish in an oven and roasting sweet potatoes with alchemy equipment in the dormitory?

But the young man now... is like a wolf about to kill!

Zichen slowly removed the thermometer with a smile on his lips.

He lifted Kanute from the table, helped Kanute who was almost collapsed, and then adjusted his collar.

"You should have seen with your own eyes how a lunatic like me killed you." Zichen looked into his eyes and said.

Then he punched Kanout and knocked him down on the long table.

He is obviously thin and thin like a girl, but his fists are fierce and reckless.

The fists fell on Kanute one after another. The boy who was thinking about how to enter the military and the power class just now can only wail under the fist of a black-haired boy!

The boy punched again and again, and blood spilled from the corner of Kanute's mouth and from his fingers.

His fist was stained red with blood, against the back of his white hand, it was shockingly red.

It seemed that something woke up from that boy!

Someone came to pull Zichen, but Zichen still just punched fiercely and recklessly.

Kanute could only open his eyes wide because of the severe pain, looking at the boy who suppressed him!

The boy's eyes seemed to be burning!

It was obviously just silent black, but Kanute felt that the flames in the boy's eyes seemed to burn him.

More people came to pull Zichen, and Zichen swung his fists to drive away those who came to stop him.

It's like a wolf howling at the hyenas who disturbed it to eat, showing its fangs!

How could someone... dare to interrupt the Lord of Wolves enjoying his blood meal! ?