I'll retire when I'm done

Bai Hong didn't answer Gwendelyn's request immediately, but just looked at the young god with a strange expression.

I may have protected him too well back then, because of King Gewen's preference, so I also followed some biases, coupled with the close friendship that grew up together when I was young, the years as the regent were bloody and did not let him down. He had seen that Gwyndolin still harbored a fairy-tale romantic fantasy about knights until the end.

He never faced desperation, never faced fear directly, and never came into contact with those conspiracies, tricks and bloody calculations, so that this innocent little Highness didn't even know what he was talking about at the moment.

If King Gewen knew that his youngest son had taken the initiative to give away the throne with both hands, he might be so angry that he would regain consciousness from the state of a living corpse and trick the corpse into chasing and killing him.

"Do you know who you're talking to?" Bai Hong's tone was extremely subtle, "I wouldn't be surprised even if you find your brother and come back to inherit the throne—"

But Gwendolin would actually look for her?

Through the golden mask, Bai Hong could also guess what kind of eyes were full of expectation.

But she didn't feel that she should live up to his expectations.

——Killing the king and killing the gods, if the crime is serious, the most brutal executioner of Anor Londo can't compare with her bloody hands.

And the most important point--

"What does the god-king of Anor Londo have to do with me?"

Bai Hong was puzzled.

"I resigned my job well and did all the follow-up preparations before I left. No matter how you look at it, I have done my best. There is no reason for me to spend another lifetime for you Gwen family because of an illusory promise."

But what if this is not only my expectation, but also the expectation of other people?

Gwyndolin is not willing to give up.

Bai Hong chuckled: "Your Highness, the time I have dealt with those lunatics is far beyond your imagination. If they want me to go back, the only reason I can think of is that they want to kill me."

"...But, I roughly know what your chips are."

Bai Hong stood up on his knees, she took a step closer, and Gwyndolin took a step back.

"Whether it's the four knights of the king, the princes of various countries, or the knights stationed in the king's city... If you were only one of these supporters, you wouldn't come to me..."

Bai Hong chuckled lightly.

"—Is there no one in Anor Londo? In various senses."

"You exchange an empty city that is doomed to perish with me, do you think... I will do this business?"

The young god who had been nurtured and raised looked at her blankly, and never felt that her undisguised strong sense of oppression at this time was an act that offended the gods.

——However, as long as you are willing to come back, Arnoel Londo will be able to regain its former glory...

Gwyndolin explained in a gentle voice, he didn't seem to be angry or angry, even though he already knew the fact that she was a kingslayer, he never showed any resentment or anger.

He has a kind of paranoid trust and dependence on the person in front of him.

The gods... are envious of their subjects.

The young god recalled the time when Bai Hong stood by his side. When he first came to the throne, he tried to struggle to leave the prince's protection, and emphasized his pride and dignity as a god with her.

He remembered the elegant and indifferent arc of this man's mouth back then. At the very first moment, this ferocious beast had shown its rebellion and ruthlessness to its young new owner.

"Of course you can try to gain power, if you can."

"Never forget, young Highness."

The regent of Anor Londe leaned over, with his palms on the side of the new king's throne, looking down from a condescending angle on the god who was personally placed on the throne by her, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Who leads the dark moon, who has the power, and who makes you sit here safely..."

On the throne, her cold fingers touched Gwyndolin's shoulders, and gently stroked his soft silver hair.

"Be careful, 'Your Majesty'."

"If you don't remember, I'll make you remember."

……it is good.

The young god promised, and Tame looked up at his knight.

Gwyndolin has no ambition to be king, no desire to conquer, if not for his knight holding his hand, he probably would never be willing to face the world in his own image.

He just needs to sit there and let his regent take care of all the mundane affairs for him.

She has been guarding the royal city for 800 years, and she is the only one who can be trusted.

This is his knight.

——This is his 【King】.

Then, one day, he couldn't find his knight.

The first fire will be extinguished, and Wang Ying will not be seen.

That person obeyed King Gwen's last order, and left the king's city for the lightless wilderness. She began to search from the desolate land abandoned by the gods, and finally she walked into the altar where the god king passed fire and offered her soul.

- You can't do that.

Looking at Bai Hong's indifferent eyes, Gwen Delin thought a little aggrieved.

Conquer me, tame me, protect me...

Then abandon me.

The god stared at his knight with sorrowful eyes. The sea of ​​white moonlight flowers bloomed almost dazzlingly in the expectation of the god. Show mercy.

Bai Hong was indifferent to this beautiful sea of ​​moonlight and flowers, she looked directly at Gwyndolin, and spoke slowly.

"I don't have the slightest interest in the position of God King. If I wanted it, I wouldn't go to you at all. I sat on it myself shortly after King Gewen left."

Bai Hong laughed softly, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her laughter bewitched her.

"...But right now, I do have one thing that needs your Highness's help."

"You know better than anyone, right? Today's Anor Londo is not worth saving, but the words here are different. You have seen it more or less. Compared with the world that is gradually coming to an end, this place is true. living."

Gwyndolin raised her head and looked at her very meekly.

what do you want.

I can give you whatever you want.

Bai Hong's smile deepened, and he spoke softly.

"—If that's the case, are you willing to become the 'God' of this world for me?"

Gwyndolin looked at her blankly.

Nature is willing.

...just what do you need me to do?

"So--"

Bai Hong spread out his palms in front of him, calmly waiting for the god's response.

"Give me your soul."

She doesn't mind taking on the responsibilities of her disciples once again to elevate the young deity to the highest position.

In the name of Dark Moon, she will create miracles in this world.

Bai Hong didn't want to become a god.

She is going to be a godmaker.

From now on, no one will be qualified to be her hindrance.

--it is good.

Gwyndolin put his hand in Bai Hong's.

as long as you want.

as long as i have.

The god of Dark Moon finally showed a satisfied smile, and his figure disappeared into the moonlight.

The sea of ​​moonlight flowers bloomed more and more brilliantly. Bai Hong raised her feet and walked through the sea of ​​flowers, passing through the enchantment of white cold mist. She raised her head, and for the first time, the shadow of the moon appeared in the cold and dull night sky of Ever Darkness Island.

The moonlight fell on her shoulders, like a silent hug.

***

— God said, let there be light.

"It was a star before, but this time it's the moon..."

Mori Ogai sighed, feeling his head hurt more and more.

"I hope there will be no more accidents this time."

He muttered to himself, just as he walked out of the room, a soldier hurried over, stood still a little cautiously, gave him a military salute, and then handed over a letter with both hands.

"This...! It's for the major general!" The young man stammered, forgetting how to address Mori Ogai for a while, but fortunately, the other party didn't care much about this little detail at the moment, but he didn't correct it.He waved his hand to signal the young man to retreat, and the little soldier reluctantly returned to look at the room in the house, but obediently retreated.

Fu Heisher came out of the room, "Did that kid just want to see Hong?"

"That can't be helped. Ninety percent of these people came to the island because they admired her a lot. It's a rare opportunity. If it were me, I would also want to see what the legendary character looks like."

The man pursed his lips, followed by a glance at the letter in Mori Ogai's hand, and when he saw the signature on it, his face immediately darkened: "Why is it a letter from the Gojo family?"

"Major General used to write a letter to that side at least every month." Mori Ogai explained casually, "There have been letters in the past few years, although it should be said that it was unilaterally...there has been so far. , only came back once."

Fu Heisher thought about the extremely bad temper of Liuyan in his memory, but it was something he could do.

"Hong doesn't care?"

Mori Ogai replied: "At least she really doesn't care what she shows."

Fu Heisher pondered for a while, then suddenly grabbed the letter with his hands and opened it two or three times, while Mori Ogai stood aside and did not stop him, but stopped with a rather perfunctory opening sentence: "Major General may be angry oh?"

But when Fuhesher unfolded the letter paper, Mori Ogai also followed it quite naturally, and followed to read what was written on it without being polite at all.

The words on the letter were a little hasty, more like something written in a state of anxiety.No more, no less, a piece of paper occupies most of the article, it is much better than the indifference without a single word before, children are not very good at hiding their emotions, and some unconcealable worries are still revealed between the lines , In the end, I couldn't even hide it anymore, and directly wrote the sentence "Tell me you're okay".

Fu Heisher read the letter several times, thoughtfully: "You and I should be the only ones who know about Hong's mischief and letting himself 'die once' before?"

The tone of the letter seemed to sense that something was wrong with her.

However, Baihong's information is blocked on Ever Dark Island, and all her affairs are handled by Mori Ogai, and the resurrection of the dead is a tacit taboo thing, and no one has mentioned it to anyone.

Bai Hong has a cautious temperament, and he has always been careful in contacting the Wutiao family's information. He couldn't be more careful. When nothing happened before, Bai Hong protected his personal information very well. Let alone such a big event.

"Theoretically?" Mori Ogai sighed with lowered eyes, and rubbed his brows a little irritably: "Now, I won't be surprised by what the Major General does."

Fu Heisher pondered for a while, then suddenly tore up the letter paper casually, and stuffed it into the mouth of the curse spirit wrapped around his shoulder.

Mori Ogai watched silently, and after a while he said slowly, "Major General will be angry?"

"Oh." Fu Heisher showed a completely innocent expression, "Did she receive the letter?"

Mori Ogai glanced at him, and then smiled.

"No."

The two looked at each other, and they already had plans in their hearts.

"The kid who just came over—"

Mori Owai spoke softly: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"—What is it that you take care of?"

Baihong's voice came from not far behind the two of them unexpectedly, and Mori Ogai remained calm, turned his head nonchalantly and smiled at Baihong as usual: "It's just a small matter that doesn't need to bother the major general. I can take care of it soon... But you, do you have something to tell me? For example, what happened to the moonlight outside?"

Bai Hong's leisurely footsteps obviously paused for a moment.

"..."

The major general said frankly: "No, how could it be, I'm just an ordinary person, how can I know what's going on with such a supernatural thing."

The two looked at each other, and after a long time, they turned their eyes away at the same time.

——He and she must have something to hide from me! ! !

"Ah, but speaking of something, I think Rintaro may have received a letter in the near future?" Bai Hong changed the subject as if nothing had happened, Mori Ogai shrank his heart reflexively, controlled his expression on his face but was slightly taken aback , puzzled and asked: "What letter?"

"--that."

Bai Hong pointed back at the never-before-seen Mingyue Xinghe outside the window, and said with a smile: "What you see will be the reason for us to increase our leverage on the negotiating table in the next step. The war is about to end, but the real I'm just getting ready to start work... I think the attitude of the higher-ups will change, and I probably won't be allowed to be as free as I am now."

The current situation is favorable - the existence of the abyss has tilted the balance of the war, and the final result is not a defeat, but a draw.

But even if it is a draw, there is a big difference. What the upper management has to do at the negotiating table is to strive for the initiative as much as possible. The key is how much Bai Hong can do.

As the most critical chess player, how dare the upper management let her mess around like in the past? Anyone in here can have troubles, except Baihong—to ensure this, the first thing to do is It is to rearrange the personnel and never allow any unstable factors to exist around the rising star.

Mori Ogai intuitively felt that something was wrong: "But what does this have to do with me—"

"Rin Taro," Bai Hong called his name lightly: "A senior who claimed to be Natsume contacted me through my dedicated communication channel? He discussed your future with me, and I also agreed."

Mori Ogai slightly widened his eyes in disbelief.

"……what do you mean?"

"Pack up your things, Lin Taro." Bai Hong said lightly: "The next batch of personnel will be sent to Chang'an Island by the Supernatural Secret Service Division and the military, so you don't need to spend more time arranging follow-up matters, Senior Xia. I also took care of everything for you, and you have wasted a lot of time with me in this ghost place, and staying here will easily cause unnecessary trouble, so it's time to leave."

This time, Mori Ogai was stunned and silent for a long time.

He watched Bai Hong turn around and leave after finishing speaking, and suddenly raised his foot to catch up with her back, and stopped her urgently: "Major General—!"

The other party stopped as he said, and looked back at him.

It's just that the eyes are cold, not much warmer than the icy moonlight outside the window that has never injected temperature.

Looking into these eyes, I can't say how many words.

Mori Ogai spoke slowly, his voice was soft and terrifying.

"You...don't want me?"

Bai Hong tilted his head, his expression slightly troubled.

Just when Mori Ogai thought she was about to soften and compromise, the young major general just shrugged his shoulders and showed a helpless smile.

"Don't say it so harshly."