Invade the white dove

Although he received the top education in the Odong Kingdom since he was a child, Julius failed to master the ancient language.

In the noisy tavern, he could barely make out words that sounded similar to his own name.Coupled with Sotiria's gentle look when he spoke, he guessed that his Mr. Knight must be saying something like "My Julius is very cute".

"Vonsis."

He prevaricates with "you too".

The corners of Sotiria's lips spread out in a beautiful arc:

"When your ancient language teacher is teaching, does your nostrils often get smoke from your anger?"

He knew from Sotiria's reaction that he didn't answer the question.

It must have been baked by the fire, Julis felt that his ears were a little hot:

"He praised me as the smartest student."

Sotiria nodded perfunctorily: "Well, the most...'smart'."

Sotiria deliberately repeated it in the ancient language.Julis suddenly remembered that in the ancient language, smart and cunning are the same word.

Ulis raised his head and argued: "Mr. Tasso also said that I will be the most sensible of Odong in the future..."

His voice suddenly disappeared.

"The wisest monarch", the teacher of the language class, Tasso, praised him at that time.

But just a few months after these words were spoken, the cannons of the Jiaman Empire blasted open the city gate of Odong.

His father, Fino Kles of the Kingdom of Odon, and thousands of knights were killed by Garman's sword and gun.As the heir to the throne of Odon, Julius hid in a merchant ship sailing in the Red Sea in embarrassment and escaped for his life.

He is no longer qualified to call out the name of any Odong people.

"Ulis..."

Sotiria smiled and took his hand.

Mr. Knight's fingertips have always been cold. Julis thought he was too cold at first, but after getting along with him for a long time, he felt that this kind of coldness could calm him down.

He remembered that after listening to his confession, the Angel Thoth not only did not reprimand him, but instead put his warm palm on top of his head, pardoned his sins with the softest voice, and gave him the hidden task .

"I must succeed in gaining King Kyle's trust."

If Julis just wanted to try his luck just now, now he has made up his mind to stay in the city.

Ding Dong's piano sounded, and the cheerful but indistinct humming was particularly obvious in the humming noise.

Julis looked to the left, and the bard in light green tights was plucking the harp in his arms and kissing his female companion on the cheek.

"Bard, sing a fresh song!"

In the middle of the hall, the gladiator poured down a jug of wine with his head up, waved his hand, and threw a few coins at the bard.

"Three gold coins, what a generous warrior!"

The bard held the money in his hand, whistled in satisfaction, and swept his fingers across the strings:

"Once upon a time, there was a castle that was impregnable

The bearded old king sleeps peacefully in the Wind Howl Rock

Even the turbulence of the Red Sea has become his guard..."

"Odong's White Pigeon Castle!" A drinker laughed loudly.

Julis clenched the wooden wine glass tightly with five fingers, and the clear yellow wine rippled in circles.

"I know, Sotiria, I will calm down."

Seeing Sotiria's gaze, he forced out a sentence from his throat.

"I'll calm down."

"...the prayer of the white dove did not bring miracles, and the followers of hell proudly occupied the castle

Oh four-winged lion, he will eventually conquer all the lands of the Black Zee Continent..."

After singing, the bard fell into the arms of another female companion, laughing and kissing her neck.

With a "boom", Julis smashed the wine glass on the table. He wanted to rush to the bard, but just as he stood up, his knees gave way and he fell back onto the bench.

Sotiria pressed his shoulders with both hands, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up again.

Seeing him trying to stand up and being unable to stand up, everyone thought he was a drunkard and burst out laughing.

After several struggles, Julius finally stopped the pointless contest.

"I've calmed down." He said self-destructively, "If I hadn't run away that day, I wouldn't have heard them make fun of Odong today."

"You didn't run away."

Julius' chin was pinched by Sotiria, but he just lowered his eyes and rubbed his thumb against the rough texture of the handle of the wine glass:

"Sotiria, I have already told you about this. I made a mistake. I did not accompany my father and the knights to defend against the enemy. I was a coward who ran away..."

But he couldn't continue talking, and the bard picked up the piano again after being intimate with his female companion. Just those few random notes made Julis' whole body stiff.

Olympiad.

It was the hymn that was sung all day in Odon's White Pigeon Castle. He could hum it in his dreams. Even if the bard just played it casually, how could he not hear it?

"Hey." Sotilia put a cold hand on his forehead immediately, "Don't be impulsive. You can't take the pen from the poet's hand, and you can't crush the singer's throat."

Yulis took a deep breath: "This is the capital of sin, how can you mention the God of God here, this is an insult to it..."

Ao God, the father of mankind, in order to bring light to mankind, the supreme god and the only god who is willing to ignite his own blood, how can he be in this place of self-deprecation...

"King Kyle, you're a 'blasphemer' as you say, and if you lurk beside him, you'll see worse than that. Ulis, if you can't even sing, how can you complete the task?" Special task for you?"

Sotiria comforted him slowly, "Of course, be patient, or crush his throat now, and I will bear the consequences with you."

Julius' nails dug into his palm.

Is it to cause harassment and ruin the entire mission, or to bear it temporarily and lurk cautiously?

If the stealth mission is successful, the disciples of the gods in the city will be rescued.The merciful light of the god of Aaron will shine again on Stani, and drive away the evil here.

He didn't know whether it was because he remembered the solemn expression on the envoy Thoth's hand when he entrusted this task to him, or because he was infected by Sotiria's blue eyes as calm as a lake, and he slowly regained his composure.

I only hope that God can forgive him for turning a blind eye to this blasphemy.

However, accompanied by the singing of the bard, there are also the laughter of the ladies who are getting louder and louder.

The sound of the piano gradually went out of tune, and the devout lyrics were also sung nondescriptly, and even a lot of obscene words were added.

Finally, Julis couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward in two steps, and grabbed the bard's harp.

"The king's father declared that the god of Austria was a false god as early as 18 years ago. Now the hall of the Lion Castle is enshrined with demons, and every household in Stanley is hung with images of hell..."

His voice was deep and hoarse, as rough as gravel grinding on a marble surface, "Do you want me to stab your throat through your singing the praises of false gods in such a capital?"

He tried to sound as fierce as he could, like a fanatical believer in the devil, and he saw the fear in the bard's eyes as he wished.

"Oh...the devil." The bard's lips trembled slightly, and even his face turned pale instantly.

Unexpectedly, his intimidation would have such a great effect, Julius let go of the harp, and wanted to turn around.

But maybe his movement was a little too big, the hood slid back a little, and it was about to fall completely, and Mr. Knight quickly held it down.

Then, Sotiria skillfully adjusted the hood for him, covering his hair and forehead again, leaving only a pair of eyes covered by shadows.

Yulis nodded to Sotiria.

However, the bard in front of him suddenly let out a "clack" sound as if he was being strangled by the neck.

The bard pointed to the place beside him where Mr. Knight was standing, which was empty for ordinary people, and even the gray-green pupils shrank into a thin line.

Ulis squeezed the bard's pale lips tightly before he collapsed.

"If you still want to see the sun of tomorrow." He whispered in the poet's ear, "Tell the ladies who accompany you that you want to talk to me about men's topics, and you don't need them to get in your way."

When the bard was approached by Julis, the beauties who had surrounded the bard felt a little uneasy.

But in the Garman Empire, there was no difference between the status of a prostitute and a slave. They neither dared to flee from a benefactor who was in danger, nor did they dare to anger the young man who seemed to be very difficult to mess with.

Although they had just glimpsed it, the young man's high nose bridge made them unable to look away.

After making sure that the bard would not suddenly yell, Ulis' hand slowly left the bard's mouth.

Under Julius' silent persecution, the bard took out his purse and paid each female companion three gold coins.

The girls cheered and jumped up and kissed the poet's cheek one after another, and some of them enthusiastically agreed to meet him next time.

The bard looked reluctantly at his female companion who rushed to the gladiator, but the oppressive force from the cloaked boy forced him to stop thinking.

Julis asked slowly and in a hoarse voice:

"Now, I need to know what exactly you can see."

Julius pointed to the side with his left hand, seemingly casually, but his palm was already full of sweat.

He had to determine why the bard was able to see Sotiria, and also to make sure the young man wouldn't tell the secret of the spirit he was carrying.Although he doesn't like to kill people, if necessary...

Julius touched the dagger in his sleeve, the decoration of the hilt made his fingers ache.

The bard who was stared furiously at the cloaked boy swallowed his saliva, and looked at the huge shadow with lingering fear.

"Ah..." Even though he was fully prepared, he couldn't stop shaking, "It's really...the devil."

How would you describe a devil with the appearance of a human?

The devil was tall, almost as tall as a bronze statue.A head taller than the poet, and half a head taller than the weird hooded young man beside him.

The devil is wearing a blue velvet tuxedo popular in the court, a wide-brimmed top hat suppresses his silver-gray curly hair, and a white feather is pinned to the brim of the hat, with blue waves shining at the end of the feather.

This feather is not like the common bird feathers in the Jiaman Empire, but rather like the long tail feathers of the blue-tailed white pigeons raised in the Odong Kingdom mentioned in the lyrics.

The bard dared not look into the devil's eyes.

It is said that there is a kind of demon, as long as you look into his eyes, even if you look at him, your soul will immediately fall into hell.

But the cold wind entered the tavern together with the new guests, and the bard was busy holding down his hat, and happened to see the devil pinch the weird boy's hood at the first moment to prevent it from being blown off.

That's it, the bard was forced to make eye contact with the devil, but he was surprised to find that the devil had a pair of blue eyes as gentle as the water of the Doma River.

"He's not a devil."

Ulis learned that bards are born with the ability to see spirits and demons, but there is no magic or witchcraft to destroy wandering spirits, which will not pose a threat to them.

He breathed a sigh of relief and put away the dagger in his sleeve.

"Sotiria, he is... my sworn knight."