[Hunter] Flowers and Hymns

The National Theater of Castile is the third largest opera house in the world.With a distinct style of the Marianna era, it is extravagant and extravagant to the point of corruption.Tonight at the opera house will be a metal opera ensemble, bringing together the best progressive metal and rock bands of the era.

It was a bit late when Veronica took her seat, and the orchestra members had already started to enter the venue one after another.However, someone came later than her. When the prelude to the first scene sounded, a young man in a black suit opened the door of the box and sat down beside her.

"You came."

Veronica smiled.The amber pupils were lifted up, staring at the black pupils of the young man.He has a pale and handsome face, short blond hair in a mess, and a gemstone earring on his left ear, shining reddish in the dark.He sat beside her, but didn't look at her.Just a short answer.

"what."

He stared at the performance of the symphony orchestra with dark eyes, and then looked at Veronica after a long while, staring at her with abyss-like eyes, and asked questions unhurriedly.

"How do you know that I have something about the Kuruta tribe?"

"Is this important?"

Veronica slowly bent her eyes, the lines of her eyes became softer and softer, and her long eyelashes were slightly lifted at the ends, showing a different kind of charm.The lips painted with red lipstick curved softly, the body wrapped in the little black dress stretched casually, the lines of the arms and calves were so slender that they were almost fragile.No matter how you look at it, she is a slender and weak woman, probably unable to lift a cat.

However, the young man would not underestimate her, because it was such a seemingly weak young lady who sent him "that thing".

"Personally, this issue is not that important to me." The young man crossed his fingers and pondered for a moment, "But if I want to cooperate, I still hope to cooperate with people who know the basics. After all, I don't want to put my companions in the in needless danger."

"How cautious."

Veronica's bright red lips parted into a smile.Those amber eyes moved away from the young man's face and settled on the handsome face of the male lead singer below.She leaned forward slightly, put her right arm on the railing of the box, rested her cheek with her left hand, and pressed her elbow on the back of her right hand. The red nail polish on her fingertips made her white complexion and eyes dark.

"However, it's a good habit."

During the conversation between the two, the opera has ushered in another climax, and the male lead singer sang a high-pitched high-pitched song dedicated to his sister.

"Dayshadcome, wintershadgone,

(Time flies, winter is gone)

and wegamboled like siblings in Paradise.

(we play like brother and sister in heaven)

I was your knight, holding you out

(I'm your knight, hold you tight)

as a brother when Isaw your crying eyes.

(As a brother, when I see your eyes full of tears)

Time went by and we had to say goodbye.

(Time passes and we have to say goodbye)」

The blond young man stared fixedly at her face.

"Then, you can tell me how you know."

Veronica smiled and gave a straightforward answer.

"I saw it in a book." Her eyes were still fixed on the lead singer, and her voice was deliberately soft, "I said so, do you believe it?"

The young man closed his eyes and nodded.

"I believe it." He looked away, "Your expression tells me that you are telling the truth."

"So, do you want to cooperate?"

Veronica looked at him again, smiled and held out her hand.

The opera on the stage was still going on, the male lead singer climbed higher and higher in his beautiful high notes, and reached out to the female lead singer who played the younger sister.

"Staring up to the clouds above

(Set off to the clouds in the sky)

Children-solittle and sad.

(Child - so young, so sad)

Hoping the saint could help one day

(Hopefully someday sage help)

Leadustogetheragain.

(lead us together again)

Holding the key to the alley of dreams

(Hold the key to the road of dreams)

still in hands.

(still clenched in hand)"

The blond youth stared at her for a moment, then took the outstretched hand.

"Pleasant to work with."

Veronica smiled more and more charmingly.She held back the hand of the blond-haired young man. The young man was startled by the feeling of emaciation in his hand, and he paused for a moment before letting go.

"When are you going to act?" he asked.

"Tomorrow at 35:109 p.m., second floor, [-] Queen Street. Is that all right?"

"no problem."

"Timetellingmetosayfarewell

(time tells us to say goodbye)

but I knew that I would fight hell

(But I know I'm gonna fight hell)

andIknew:Wewill

(I also know: we will)

go for another time we can see,

(Looking for another encounter)

for another time we'll be free,

(next time, we'll be free)

fornomorefarewell.

(no need to separate again)」

The blond young man stood up and walked out of the box.

"Then, I say goodbye."

Veronica just smiled, and stretched out her hand towards the box door.

"Please, I still want to watch this scene."

The blond young man left alone. Veronica held her cheek with one hand, and sang the next line of poetry along with the female lead singer who was standing in the background of the prison with a smile.In this opera, the heroine who is dubbed a witch is about to be burned at the stake.

"Stepbrothertellmewherehaveyoubeen

(stepfather tell me where you've been)

when they brought me to this god for saken place.

(when they brought me to this dreary place)

Sign of the cross—they took me away

(sign of the cross - they took me)

for healing with herbs by the way of grace.

(Heal me with herbs in a holy way)

Now I wait for the day to feed the flames.

(Now I am waiting for the day I will be thrown into the fire)”

The hustle and bustle of the opera house faded away.The blond young man walked slowly on the street, step by step into the boundless darkness.After the last ray of light from the street lamp faded from him, he stopped and smiled at the end of the darkness.

"melody."

A small figure emerged from the darkness, and a very pleasant and gentle female voice called the blond young man's name.

"Kurapica."

"How does she feel?" Kurapika asked.

"Very calm. Like black marble, hard and cold calm. Even when talking to you, it is the kind of calm that seems to be frozen." Melody hesitated for a while, but continued, "But... there is One moment, one little change."

"What changes?"

"Her voice changed when she said the words 'tomorrow at 35:[-] p.m.'."

"……Oh?"

The melody was silent for a moment, as if organizing words.

"How should I put it, at that time, it was like a rock cracked. Even if there was only a small crack, it still cracked, and something flowed out at that moment. Something sticky and hot , It’s red like it’s burning, and you can feel the burning sensation just by listening to it. The crack disappeared too fast, so I can’t describe it to you exactly. But... ...Only one thing is certain."

The voice of the melody became serious.

"That lady must be suppressing something very dangerous in her heart."

at the same time.

At the junction of Atlan and Dolkiah, a small man took off the cap of his cloak, his dark blue hair showed a deep dark color in the darkness, and the dark blue cloak still had Dolkiah on it. Red sandstorm.The border inspectors stopped him and handed out the registration form in a businesslike manner.

"Sorry, registration is required to enter Atlan, please show your ID card or relevant documents."

"Documents?"

The man buried half of his face in the high collar. Hearing this, he raised his slender eyes and glanced at the border inspectors, and asked in a hoarse voice with inexplicable sarcasm.

The border inspector suddenly felt a chill crawling over his neck, he took a step back subconsciously, and reached out to touch his neck.

However, his perspective suddenly tilted down.

In his last sight, he only saw his blood-spitting neck and his body that fell forward.

And the little man watched all this with golden eyes as cold as a snake.There was a tyrannical pleasure in the hoarse laughter.

"Certificate? What's that?"

Behind him, came a vague female voice.

"Fei Tan, you are killing people indiscriminately again. Obviously, it can be solved without this."

"Trouble." The little man replied indifferently.

"So isn't it more troublesome now?"

The female voice sighed helplessly, staring at the other staff members who were roaring towards them, followed by clapping their hands together, her voice changed subtly,

"Okay, everyone, look here~ [Look, everyone in front of you is an enemy.]"

A strange fragrance permeated the border checkpoint.In the midst of this burst of fragrance, the people who originally planned to attack the little man suddenly turned red and rushed towards their companions.

After a tooth-piercing beast-like sound, the two stepped across the bloody river of stumps and entered the city of Atlan.

"It could have been solved without making it so bloody. Why are you so impulsive, Fei Tan?"

The woman complained vaguely.The man ignored her complaints at all, and walked forward quickly.

"Wait for me!" The woman muttered, trotting after her, "It's not like you don't know how fast he can run!"

"……troublesome."

When the two entered the city of Atlan, Veronica was holding her chin with one hand, listening to the male lead singer's mournful high-pitched voice with a smile.

"I have been caughtinacageofdespair.

(I'm in a prison of hopelessness)

Myhearta samonk's cells so empty and bare.

(My believer's heart is empty and poor)

Butnoholywatercanmakeme

(No holy water can get me)

forget you again...

(forget about you again)」

——No holy water can make me forget you again.

Veronica's lips slowly curved upward, and slowly, a crimson smile burst out.

—Now, if you saw this tragicomedy, what would you say to me, Cosette?

She sang softly along with the male lead singer.

"Timetellingmetosayfarewell

(time tells us to say goodbye)

but I knew that I would fight hell

(But I know I'm gonna fight hell)

andIknew:Wewill

(I also know: we will)

go for another time we can see,

(Looking for another encounter)

for another time we'll be free,

(next time, we'll be free)

fornomorefarewell.

(no need to separate again)」

Nothing reflected in those amber eyes.Veronica's smile is almost empty.

In places she doesn't know.Xiaojie was pulling Qiya and asking him why he didn't tell Veronica where her sister was.

"Because the nightmare puppeteer has been missing for three years, do you understand?"

Qi Ya replied a little impatiently.

In the opera house, the tragicomedy scene in front of Veronica has come to an end.

"Nofare well could be the last stone.

(No goodbye is the last time)

If you long to meet again...

(if you long to see each other again)」

No meeting will be the last.

If you long to see each other again...

☆、September 2003, 9, Atlan