Persian Assassin: Dance of the Prisoners

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Thinking of the outfits of the group of male pets just now, I couldn't help but feel a numbness in my scalp.This method is not feasible, it is too easy to be in danger, and I am absolutely unwilling to act like that.It's not suitable for me to go to save Susa, but since I came here, I feel a little regretful to leave empty-handed.

Even if you can't get the king's seal, it's good to eavesdrop on useful news from Constantius.Follow Narmide in the dark and take a look, I thought.

"Okay, let's go." I let go of the dagger and pushed him towards the door.Unexpectedly, Narmid grabbed my wrist, I was startled, and twisted his hands: "What are you doing?"

Narmide's black eyes were dark, and there was a shadow under his eyelashes: "Be careful, don't try to assassinate Constantius, at least not now. He is a very shrewd and suspicious person. Once he finds a flaw, he will Let me deal with it first, and let you..." There seemed to be a strange flash in his eyes, but it was fleeting, "Life is better than death."

"What did he do to you?"

Knowing that there was no need to ask more questions, I couldn't help but say a few more words.

"He turned me from a man into a eunuch." His tone was calm, as if he was talking about someone else.

I gasped.

——Narmid once assassinated Constantius, he failed, but the other party did not kill him, but let him live in a humiliating way.

And even after experiencing such a shame and humiliation, the man in front of him still has an extraordinary bearing, exuding a kind of natural arrogance in his gestures, and it is the most inconceivable that he will not give up when he is in a desperate situation, and he will not give up after suffering such a humiliation.I suppressed my astonishment.Ishkad confessed frankly that if I said more, it would be an insult to him.

"You don't have to be too impatient. The day predicted in the oracle is coming. His time is approaching, and he will soon die at the hands of his blood relatives. Taking advantage of the civil strife in Rome, it's not too late for you to deal with the Armenian issue."

"Ulyans..." I sniffed subconsciously, but the omens of that day appeared in front of my eyes.I have always believed in the predictions of the oracle. My adoptive father once begged me for me. I clearly remember that the oracle said that I would survive a catastrophe, and that was the three days before I was captured. God's business.

"You don't think he's trustworthy?"

As if he could see through my thoughts, Narmide asked.His tone seemed to be testing, elusive.

Obius' words flashed in his mind.He said that Narmid was as much a follower of Yulyans as he was.Ishkad's words are reasonable, but who knows, does Narmid hope that Yuriyans will sit on the throne of God more, or that Persia will become a big winner?That pervert's ability to seduce people is extraordinary...

I raised my eyelids and asked back: "Do you think he will really sit on the throne of God, and will really fulfill his promise to hand Armenia over to Persia?"

"If you don't believe me, why don't you try to get the other half of the Wolf Warrior Talisman, and take a greater risk to steal the king's seal?" Narmide smiled slightly.

"Instead of being controlled by others, it's better to take the initiative to attack." I was a little impatient, and planned to stop talking to him, but seeing his unpredictable eyes, my heart skipped a beat, "Do you know how to get the other half of the military talisman? "

"I handed the talisman to him, what do you think? He hid it in a dark room in his bedroom. There is a secret passage to get there. The entrance is in the back garden of his palace, under a statue. The exit is behind a mirror in his bedroom." His voice was extremely low, "If you want to get the military talisman, you'd better do it as soon as possible."

Narmide straightened his collar and took out a strangely shaped bolt: "This is the key to open the darkroom."

"Aren't you loyal to Yuriyans, why did you hand over the military talisman to him and tell me how to get it?"

Suspicious in my chest, I stared at him in bewilderment.

He stuffed the key into my waist, and solemnly said softly: "First, his father was kind to me back then, and second, only in this way can Yuliyans trust me. He was brutally murdered when he was young. The butcher, exiled again, is more suspicious than Constantius. He is a military genius who is good at manipulating people's hearts. I still need to rely on him to get back everything I lost. His majesty's mission is more important than the territory of Persia, my child. Just imagine you are a prince in Persia, and you will understand the heavy responsibility on my shoulders."

These words and this strange name seemed to have a magical effect, which made the balance in my heart tilt towards him involuntarily, and I was almost persuaded by him.I have subconsciously imposed the heavy status of prince on him, and my heart has more respect and less contempt.

With a little hesitation, I took the key and left the chanting hall through the window I came in.But I did not immediately follow Prince Holzmir's orders.I have an abacus in my heart.

Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle. Even if I stand still, I must first know the opponent's movements.

Following Prince Hozmir and his party in the dark, I quietly sneaked into the hot spring palace of Constantius.The mist is steaming in the magnificent palace of Nuoda. Several naked men are leaning against the wall of the pool, and those male pets massage them with oil. In my opinion, this scene is really ridiculous, as if a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered are about to go to the pot .

One of the older men was soaking in the pool, with a huge golden cross pendant shining on his chest.That is Constantius.He was holding a parchment scroll similar to letterhead in his hand, and he was talking about something.

I intuitively felt what important information he was talking to these cronies, so I sneaked outside the wall on the side closest to the hot spring pool, and approached a window lightly.

Chapter 46 [XLVI] Self-introduction

The mist is steaming in the magnificent palace of Nuoda. Several naked men are leaning against the wall of the pool, and those male pets massage them with oil. In my opinion, this scene is really ridiculous, as if a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered are about to go to the pot .

One of the older men was soaking in the pool, with a huge golden cross pendant shining on his chest.That is Constantius.He was holding a parchment scroll similar to letterhead in his hand, and he was talking about something.

I intuited what important information he was talking to these cronies, so I sneaked to the side of the wall closest to the hot spring pool, and approached a window lightly——

"In my opinion, your dear cousin will never go to the east in peace. My spy who stayed on the other side of the Rhine sent a letter saying that the Gothic army stationed there has recently moved towards Rome. I think we might as well go ahead and kill him before he travels to Armenia."

The voice was familiar, and then I realized that it was the arrogant adopted son of the old emperor, and Tyrion was speaking.They're talking about getting rid of Yulyans.

"Take it easy, Tyrion. At least . charges so that there will be no objections after his death."

Constantius took the words lazily.

"I am happy to provide an elite assassination army to ensure that he will not reach Armenia." Tyrion smiled, "However, what charges does His Majesty plan to inflict on him? Your cousin is now a great hero, Caesar of the Empire." ..."

"Nor does that take away the infamy of his past. He is the son of Satan, the accursed birth, and even though he is crowned a saint, he still hides the heart of a pagan under his cloak. Jesus Christ! God Know what he did! After he went to Gaul, a dozen corpses were dug up in the garden of the palace where he used to live, including one of his godfather Sanier, who had been missing for many years, and all of them were brutally murdered. Who can prove that he didn't do it, that place where his biological mother, the witch Ernese, is buried, and he's the only one who often goes there!" Another person replied in a low voice, his voice was thin, It sounds like a eunuch.

"We might as well persuade your bishop to accuse Julyans of being a heretic and possessed of evil powers in the hall, and let him exorcise Julyans, and we can treat him like Gallus. Put him under house arrest, and then try to poison him to death? Why wait until he..."

"It's an exposure, not an accusation. Pay attention to your words, how can you use such a dirty method?" Constantius interrupted Tyrion's words, his tone was a kind of hypocrisy, but even if I Even if you don't look at it, you can imagine the viciousness and cunning in those sharp eyes.

"We want him to have a fair and public trial, to face the condemnation of the devout people of God in the square, to pay for his crimes, and to burn at the stake like his brother Gallus .”

Burning?I couldn't help being shocked, and my eardrums buzzed.Yulyans did have an older brother named Gabriel who was burned to death like Flaviz...

There seemed to be another big fire coming in front of me, which made me tremble as if I was being scorched.

Flaviz, is that your real name?You are Gallus, aren't you?The fire that night was very strange. Could it be that Constantius sent someone to harm him?

"Your Majesty is wise, I was too reckless, and I need to learn more from you." Tyrion laughed.

There was a mocking and gloomy sigh in the quiet room: "Even if he is as humble as an ant, let him show his glory before he dies. After all, he is my real cousin...Narmide, I am a little hot, Open the window for me to get some air."

A series of footsteps approaching the window woke me up.I leaned down and pressed against the wall, and felt the window above my head being opened with a whimper.The billowing water mist filled the air, and accompanied by the refreshing aroma, I raised my head involuntarily, but unexpectedly bumped into the eyes that were staring at me.

I was startled for a moment, and then I realized that it was Prince Holzmere.He looked at me with a little surprise, and there was even a hint of anger in his eyes, as if he was condemning me for not coming here.I gestured "shh" to him and blinked.Holzmir gave me a sideways look, as if signaling me to leave quickly.

My heart was still beating wildly, a kind of hatred and anger lingered in my chest, I shook my head resolutely.

He seemed a little helpless, so he stood in front of the window with his back against me, which served as a good cover for me, and I thank Hozmir from the bottom of my heart.Although I have just met him, I feel a kind of concern that he cares for me as a younger generation, which doesn't look like an act.Although, I don't quite trust him yet.

"Speaking of which, there is one more thing, Narmide, come here. It is up to you to do it."

Hozmir left the window, unable to hold back his curiosity, I poked my head a little, and saw him walking to the hot spring, walking lightly, like a light cat.He slowly took off his clothes, revealing a translucent underwear.Although it's a bit embarrassing, I have to admit that his back is very graceful, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long and straight legs, with a man's toughness and a neutral, almost feminine softness. Even at this age, he still He's holding up well, and it's no wonder he's going to be a good dancer.

It's just that this dance and beauty are all to win the favor of the enemy, so it's too painful.

"Your Majesty, please do as you command." He bent down into the hot spring, and leaned on Constantius' side, leaning on his chest.I couldn't help but feel humiliated for him, and I couldn't bear to see him and looked away.

The sound of the water suddenly sounded, and I heard the sound of flesh grinding coming from the spring, mixed with the titters of the other people, Narmid's suppressed panting overflowed into my ears unstoppably, making me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles.

Human beings' innate desire to spy drove me to look towards the hot spring uncontrollably, and an unsightly scene broke into my eyes.Constantius pressed Hozmir against the wall of the pool, and violated him from behind regardless of the presence of several people in the pool.At that moment, I vaguely saw the shattered dignity in Hozmir's black eyes, and the years of hatred hidden under his pliable and forbearing appearance, like glass shards all over the floor, each piece could become a lethal weapon.His groan hit my head, and I had an urge to run away immediately.

Horzmir was the prince of Persia, and to see him violated by the Roman king was as painful to me as it was to me on the battlefield to see the Persian lands ravaged by the Roman legions.And besides that, watching guys having sex made me even more ashamed.

Just as he moved his feet, Constantius finally stopped attacking at this moment.

"You are most familiar with inner palace affairs. Help me investigate the little Armenian prince. I suspect he is a fake."

My heart tightened in an instant, I held my breath and focused, and pricked up my ears.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty, why do you suddenly doubt the people of Armenia?" Narmid took a breath, calmed down, and his tone returned to calm.

Constantius smiled: "I received a whistleblower letter, which said that Armenia and Yuriyans secretly colluded, intending to unite them to usurp the throne. Tyrion suspected that Prince Arshak had been robbed long ago. Someone sent by Yulyans."

"With all due respect, the relationship between Armenia and Armenia is a big issue. If you mobilize your whole body, it will involve the situation of the entire Eastern battlefield. Maybe someone has ulterior motives and wants to provoke the relationship between Rome and Armenia. Your Majesty can't just listen to others..." Hotz Mir tilted his head and glanced casually at Tyrion, the other's face changed slightly.

I thought to myself that Tyrion had been harboring ulterior motives for a long time, and that the informant letter was probably fabricated by himself, lest the world would not be chaotic, and I don’t know what he was planning, maybe it was to create civil strife, in order to make meritorious service and get promoted faster. throne.

"What's the matter, is what I said unreasonable, Your Majesty?"

"Of course, I will treat the issue of Armenia with caution." Constantius kissed Khozmir's neck, "You know the situation there better than I do. If it wasn't thanks to you, how could the old stubborn King of Armenia do it? Why surrender to Rome so soon?" He narrowed his eyes and laughed, "I just want you to arrange for him to sleep with me in private, the sooner the better, I want to see if the little prince has a special tattoo of the Armenian royal family."

tattoo?Waiter, waiter?

As soon as I breathed hard, cold sweat broke out immediately, knowing that I should not stay for a long time.But maybe it was because I kept the same position for too long, and when I moved my feet, I suddenly realized that my legs were numb.Immediately afterwards, the place that was bitten by the snake convulsed like a cramp, and my feet slid down the air. I was caught off guard, and I lost my center of gravity and fell!

Altaïr's claws dug into my clothes and let out a sharp hiss.

For a moment I thought I was going to lose my life in such a ridiculous way, and the next moment I fell into a thick and soft grass, and the spine that touched the ground felt a dull pain that was not too severe.

"Who! There are assassins! Protect His Majesty the Emperor!"

"It's in the garden below, send someone down to catch it!"

Shit, that's too bad!

I punched the grass hard in annoyance, turned over and got up, only then did I notice the abnormality in my leg——the half of the calf that was kissed by the snake was already stiff, and there was a piece of stone Off-white and has a tendency to spread.No... no, no!

My heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, I pinched my calf and rubbed it twice, but I didn't feel any pain, as if it no longer belonged to me, but was really cursed by Medusa and turned into a stubborn stone.The sinister smile under the mask suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, I jumped up from the ground, hid in the bushes, and fled in the opposite direction.

This is a huge garden with intricate artificial canals. I remembered the map in Ishkad's hand, and vaguely remembered the structure around the dome. The most fortunate thing at this time is that my memory is very good, and I can basically do it. If you have a photographic memory, remember that these canals are connected to all the palaces, and they are connected to the large fountains and artificial lakes in the gardens of each palace.

Plunging headfirst into the water, I quickly swam down a canal, not caring where it led.At this time, not being caught is the most important thing.

Passing a small arched bridge, I swam into the underground of the garden in a short time, and it became dark all around.With the twilight of the sun, I can barely see the scene in the channel.A pair of relief sculptures with strange contents were excavated on its wall. The characters in them had strange shapes and hideous faces, which looked like a scene of hell. Who will watch it.

It can be speculated that many years ago, this place might not be a canal, but a secret passage.

I don't know, can we get what Hozmir said... in Yulyans' palace, the darkroom where the Wolf Warrior Talisman is hidden?

When this idea jumped out of my mind, my eyes suddenly became brighter.

I found that I had arrived at a place like an underground reservoir, where the water bubbling from several circular channels converged. The moonlight was reflected from the channel in front of me. In the artificial lake, the water is sparkling in the distance, reflecting the shadows of the trees outside.

However, just as I was cautiously swimming forward along the wall, a horrible scene made me stop stiffly.

———Just to my right, on a stone pillar supporting the canal, there is a dark, huge shadow, with a pair of blue-purple animal pupils like the will-o'-the-wisps in the underworld, spying on me faintly.

It was a giant python.

Chapter 47 [XLVII] The Kiss of the Magic Python

A deep chill climbed up my spine, making me feel like I was in an ice cellar.

It is common knowledge that snakes attack moving prey quickly.I clenched the sun light in my hand and froze in place, not daring to move.When I was training as a warrior in the Azmote Valley, I learned how to fight big beasts, and I also successfully tried to escape from the attack of pythons, but the pythons I dealt with at that time were not even one-third the size of this one. less than.

It looks like a dragon compared to a boa constrictor.

When I noticed that there seemed to be a pair of looming wings on its body hidden behind the pillar, I almost stayed there in horror.Who would have thought that there was such a monster hidden under the aqueduct of the Roman Palace?

But now is not the time to think about it.

What I should think about is how to save my own life.

——The giant python snaked down from the pillar and slowly swam towards me from the water. Every inch of my muscle was tensed like a bowstring, and only this thought remained in my mind.

This will be a fight to the death.I leaned against the wall, kicked my healthy leg against the wall, stared at the snake in the water, pointed the dagger at it obliquely, and was ready to strike.It was too late and then it was fast, at that moment, my eyes flashed, and I heard a splash of water, and in an instant, a cloud of water mist rose from the ditch like an explosion, and a black shadow rushed towards me like lightning come!

I couldn't see anything clearly, so I jumped up with my reflexes, quickly turned around to avoid it, grasped the sun's light and waved my hand, stabbing down obliquely.With a puff, I felt the dagger sink deeply into the tough snake skin.

A fishy wind rushed towards his face, followed by a strange force that hit his body in an instant.Before I had time to avoid it, I was tightly wrapped around my body by the giant python and pressed against the stone wall.The shivering feeling of imminent death permeates into every pore along with the smooth scales clinging to the skin, which is cold and makes the whole body numb.

My arm was so strangled that I couldn't move it. I firmly grasped the dagger inserted into the snake's body, but it was difficult to stab deeper.Immediately afterwards, both legs were also tightly bound by the snake's tail. In the darkness, the snake's head hung down from above, inch by inch, approaching my face.The two monstrous pupils the size of lanterns are close at hand, and the eyes are burning with a gnawing flame.

For a split second, I almost thought I was dead.But despair is only fleeting, and the unyielding samurai instinct in the face of difficulties forced me to hold my breath and stare at the giant python, as if confronting the incarnation of death at the gate of the underworld.

But completely different from the expected end of being swallowed by blood, the giant python didn't open its mouth to attack me, but just stared at me and "hissed" and spit out the letter.The scarlet letter swept over my cheeks and neck softly and recklessly, as if licking and caressing.

This weird feeling made me have an illusion, as if I was not being threatened by a giant python at this time, but being caressed by someone.

———Ulyans.

I was suddenly taken aback, and my mind was troubled. Looking at those snake pupils, it was very similar to his eyes, and I was even more horrified.At the same time, there was a movement at the ankle, and the snake tail wrapped around my feet climbed up my calf like a vine, and gently rubbed against the root of my thigh, causing my lower abdomen to suddenly tighten.If I hadn't been trapped by the snake body, I'm afraid I would have jumped up.

This is... what is it doing? !I was as stiff as a stone sculpture, as if I had lost my mind, and I couldn't even move my mind.The thick and flexible snake body passed between the legs, wrapped around my back like a human arm, and wrapped around my upper body, wrapping me in my arms.The body of the snake rubbed and twisted gently around me, like an intimate caress.The wet letter slipped over my lips, pried open my teeth, and hooked my tongue.

Sucking, hooking, tasting, even pumping.In the darkness, a pair of slender and deep snake eyes stared at me deeply with half-closed eyes. The huge snake head drooped down to the crest of my neck, rubbed against my ears, and then leaned down on my body, hesitating. The letter then disturbed my chest, passing the nipples from time to time.

A strange tingling sensation hit my brain, which made me shudder.

This snake, this monster is...!

As if waking up from a nightmare, I bit the ghost in my mouth hard, glanced out of my wrist, endured the dislocation-like pain to force a little space, grabbed the dagger and spun it violently!

The blood of the sweet snake splattered all over my head and face.The body of the snake trembled wildly, entangled me and plunged into the water.The cold water flooded the top of my head, and I struggled vigorously, trying to escape from the snake body, but was tightly twisted and dragged deeper.Surrounded by the feeling of drowning in all directions, my consciousness suddenly fell into chaos.

Sink, sink, sink.into a deathly silence.

Do you miss me, Athione?

In the dark, a voice interrogated in the depths of the darkness.

A flood of mourning flooded his mouth and nose like water.I moved my lips and sighed subconsciously: "Flavitz..."

I miss you so much.I want to cry.

"Athioin... my little Cupid, I am here."

The familiar and pleasant voice floated from far away, reached my ears from the sky, and gently called my name.

A faint halo overflowed into the eyes, and was dyed orange through the thin eyelids.I opened my eyes cautiously, for fear that the dream would disappear after a moment of delay.

Flaviz leaned over me, his face was shrouded in golden sunlight, and the white dandelion seeds were scattered in the wind, making this scene as unreal as a fairyland.Even though I knew it was just a dream, I still reached out with a kind of extravagant hope—but I touched the essence.

His body temperature, skin texture, and even breathing are all clearly reflected in my palm, and I found it unbelievable that my hand is no longer the childish appearance in the previous dream, but the current adult size.

"Flavitz...you are here."

I held my breath tremblingly and murmured like a dream.

"Yes, I'm back..." He lowered his head, his bright red lips were close to the tip of my nose, his breath merged and entangled with mine, like two vines growing together.

I took a deep breath, and wrapped my arms around his slender swan-like neck as I did when I was a child. The hard shell that I tried my best to maintain seemed to be cracking in pieces. For a moment, I almost felt dizzy: "Why don't you tell me who you are, Fra Wiz?"

He pushed back my bangs, and kissed my forehead as usual, but didn't answer anything, just looked at me dotingly, as if I was still a child back then.

This look made me understand that this, too, was nothing but a dream.

I buried my head on his shoulder, sniffing deeply the fragrance of rosemary in his hair, and I just wanted to remember this smell deeper and longer.His hands tightly wrapped around my waist, pressed me under him, lowered his head and kissed my neck, the kiss was like a thunderstorm suppressed for a long time, pouring over my whole body.

As if soaked in water, the whole body is wet, the clothes are tightly adhered to the skin, and Flaviz's lips swim on my skin.His body has never been strong and powerful, and I slumped in his arms weakly, allowing him to kiss and caress, like a mussel opening its hard and tightly closed shell.

If this is true, I would give my all to Flaviz.

In the haze, Flaviz muttered my name softly, and my consciousness became blurred again.The body was rubbed against in an unspeakable way, and the legs were so hot that they didn't belong to him.I stretched out my arms to wrap my arms around Flaviz's back. It was smooth and delicate, and the slightly curved spine was like... a python.

The sudden horror made me open my eyes suddenly.

Rubbing my water-stained eyes, I found myself lying on the stone beach of an artificial lake, half of my body submerged in the water, and completely soaked.And my clothes were unbuttoned and messy, and even my trousers were half removed.As soon as I moved, I felt that the crotch was extremely wet and thick, as if I had just made out with someone.

How could this be?Embarrassed and horrified, I straightened my clothes and looked around nervously.Fortunately, there was no one around, and there was no sound of chasing soldiers.Slightly relieved, I groped for the sun light on my waist and got up.

My waist was empty, and I broke out in a cold sweat immediately.

it is true.I encountered a giant python in the drain, and instead of eating or attacking me, it tried to...

I got goosebumps all over my body, rolled and crawled out of the water, propped myself up, and shook my wet hair.The drops of water fell on the grass, and I blinked hard, forcing myself to calm down.

Why... I suddenly fainted while fighting with that giant python, and had hallucinations of seeing Flaviz?

A breeze blew over, and the coolness penetrated into the bone marrow. I shivered and woke up completely.

Looking back at the black hole in the lake where I came out, even though I knew the importance of the sun's rays, I still subconsciously walked a few steps away from the water and walked into the dense forest.You can't look for it at night, it's too dangerous.I looked around, and the dense tree shadows covered the sky and the sun, swaying with the wind.

"Pushing——"

A black shadow descended from the sky, I dodged on the ground, and the thing that fell into my arms startled me.It was Altaïr.I quickly patted its wings soothingly, got out of the disturbing bushes, and came to a cobbled path.Walking out of the dense forest, I found that not far away was a cliff where I could see the sea, and on both sides were two towering white palaces facing each other. This was actually the garden I stepped into with Obius the day before yesterday.

When I realized this, my gaze was drawn to a certain place like a compass needle being attracted by a magnet.

Not far away, a torn harp came into view.

Chapter 48 [XLVIII] Moths enter the net

Its ivory-white body hung precariously on a branch, like the dry bones of a hanged man swaying in the wind alone.

The exquisite and slender body of the piano is bent, hooking a few strings that are about to be broken, and there is a sad and cold feeling in the night.

Light.I raised my hand in a strange way, and my fingers trembled and slid across one of the strings. The faint sound jumped into the eardrum, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting my chest.

In a trance, one hand held my wrist, gently brushing the strings, a string of music like flowing water trickled into the eardrum, and went straight to the past.It was as if I had returned to seven years ago, turning back into that ignorant little child, standing by the harp in a daze.Flaviz held my hand gently like that, and while teaching me to play the harp, he told me the story of Orpheus who could tame beasts with the sound of the harp.

His voice, smile, and every move are as clear as yesterday.

"Flavitz..." I looked at the dimly lit sky, and smiled helplessly, "When will I be able to forget you?"

I'll be back, Athione.

Go find traces of my existence in this world...you will meet me again.

This string of words reappeared in the depths of my mind unexpectedly, my heart palpitated, I raised my eyelids involuntarily, and looked towards a window of the palace in front of me.

Who is the owner of the harp?looks so much like you...

Are you still alive, is it possible, Flaviz?

As if being hooked by an invisible silk thread, I reached out to caress the concave and convex reliefs on the outer wall of the palace, and jumped.By the time I realized it, I had climbed three floors.

The window from the day before yesterday was very close at hand.The sapphire glass exudes a cold light under the moonlight, and dense creepers cover its edges, casting mottled shadows, like the eyes of Flaviz, tempting to step on.The metal latch has been opened, and the window is half closed, as if waiting for my arrival.

I gently pushed it away, and habitually reached out to touch my waist, my back felt cold, but I still couldn't help stepping in.The room was dark and dim, and I blinked, barely adapting to the light here.With the faint light from the window, I saw a gorgeous mahogany desk closest to me, and a silver candlestick placed closest to me.This is undoubtedly a handy weapon.

I picked it up and held it in my palm, and I weighed it. It was enough for me to crush a person's skull in an instant.I looked around.On the opposite side was a cabinet for storing books, two copper busts, one large and one small, and no one was in the room. My eyes returned to the table, wanting to confirm who the items above belonged to.

On the table was a silver cross, a "Bible" covered in ashes, an "Iliad" and an unknown black book. It was locked, and the pages were a little damaged. It looked very mysterious.There was also a terrestrial globe, invented by the Greeks, ticking unsettlingly in the dark.I carefully opened the drawer under the table to check, there was a Chatrang chessboard made of pure gold, and beside it was a long cylindrical object wrapped in a silk carpet.

An inexplicable impulse surged to my fingertips, prompting me to peel off the silk carpet layer by layer.

The inside is like a scroll painting, its corners are yellowed, and one side is scorched and turned black, as if it has been burned by fire.

I held my breath, unfolded it, and immediately stayed there.

Inside was a drawing of a dark-haired, blue-eyed boy, legible at the bottom with a small line of writing.

——My love, Ah Thien.

Stumbling a few steps, I almost fell to the ground and covered my mouth.

I recognize this painting.This painting was painted for me by a painter that Flaviz asked a painter back then. It is the only thing he kept after the fire ravaged the temple.I still remember burying it with Flaviz's body with my own hands.

How... how come here?Someone moved his tomb?

Or...he came back from the dead?

Impossible...impossible!

Even the souls of people who are burned to death will be wiped out. How can there be such a miracle as resurrection!

A voice vetoed this extremely absurd conjecture in my head, but my heart was beating like crazy, shaking my whole chest like a drum.

Perhaps he is here, in this palace!

Another voice screamed in my heart, I hurriedly hugged the picture scroll, walked into the dark depths of the room, and stepped into a long corridor, the walls on both sides were covered with mirrors, countless people struggled in it, as if lost A wandering soul in the Styx.In a daze, I walked to the door at the end of the corridor of mirrors.

The door was ajar, revealing a gap, and a gloomy halo was revealed inside.

This is a bedroom.In the middle of the bed with the dark red curtains hanging down, there was a figure lying down, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, unaware of my arrival.I peeked out, and was suddenly startled by a figure on the opposite side. I almost raised the candlestick and threw it, but immediately realized that it was just a mirror.

In the mirror, I was completely soaked, with the night suit clinging to my body, like a water ghost crawling out of the abyss.

Anyone who sees me like this in the middle of the night will be scared to death.

I quietly approached the bed, lifted the half-covered curtains and