The Scarlet Sky of Romance Legend

In the baroque style palace, everyone stood quietly, the dim yellow candles flickered, and the blond man on the throne was extremely quiet, his light purple eyes reflecting the firelight.

"Dada..." Rhythmic footsteps came from far and near.

The silver-haired boy and the gray-haired boy walked into the solemn and solemn hall together. They were exquisitely dressed, and the extremely thin silver chains on the black short boots rose and fell with their footsteps, making a crisp collision sound, and they were shrouded under the robes.

The originally gloomy hall suddenly lit up in an instant, and the arrival of the two of them added a touch of vitality to the place.Their faces are slightly immature and green, with a fresh green breath and full of vigor.The red eyes of the silver-haired boy were deep and deep, like the flowers on the other side of the Santu River, with perfect contours, enchanting and magnificent like gems in a secret realm; the gray-haired boy smiled quietly, gentle and elegant, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The two stood in the main hall, the gray-haired boy followed behind the silver-haired boy, accepting the attention of everyone around him calmly, without any concealment or fear.

"Ares." The man on the throne stood up and slowly stepped off the throne.

The silver-haired boy raised his head indifferently, his face was somewhat similar to the blond man's, but even more unfamiliar.

"Father." Ares knelt on one knee, his black robe was dusted, his long silver-white hair that reached the ground faintly shone with white brilliance, and his whole body was as flawless as a god shrouded in light.

The blond man stretched out his hand, while the attendant in white robe knelt down respectfully, raised his hands up, holding a long black sword with a dark red flame faintly flickering above it.

The blond man held the hilt of the sword, lifted it upwards, and pointed the tip of the sword upwards, and a dark red streamer flashed across the air. The burning air made a sound of "呱啦——", like a flame burning flesh and blood.

The candlelight in the hall suddenly dimmed, as if it was split into two by something.

Someone among His Highness' bystanders took a light breath, and he recognized the sword.

The man put the sword flat on Ares' right shoulder, and Ares could feel the oncoming edge.

"Ares, from today onwards, you must love your people as you love your family." The blond man's voice was low, like an oracle. "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"I swear to be loyal to the Light God Clan. I swear that I will never betray, never flee, and never abandon. I swear to fight side by side until the last drop of blood is shed. I swear by my soul that I will never betray anything." Ares In a word, look straight into the eyes of the blond man without hiding anything.

The two just stared at each other, lavender eyes and blood-red pupils, staring at each other stubbornly, no one took a step back.

The blond man finally withdrew his gaze first, his eyes lowered and expressionless.

"Very good, I hope you can do it. Then, this sword will be handed over to you. My clan, Revertin." The blond man turned the head of the sword, held the black long sword with both hands, and bent slightly.

Ares took it expressionlessly and stood up.

There was silence in the hall.

"Why so quiet? Today is the coming-of-age ceremony of Ares, the coming-of-age ceremony of the only royal heir of the Guangshen clan, you should be happy." The blond man looked around, majestic and indifferent. "Start, let's celebrate!"

The originally quiet hall became lively in an instant, people were talking with smiles on their faces, waiters in white clothes came out quietly pushing one food delivery truck after another, the palace was filled with the sound of wine bottles being opened, Petal after petal fell from the dome, and people clinked glasses with stiff and false smiles.

The hypocritical crowd, the cold hall, Ares despised these guys from the bottom of his heart.

"Ares." The blond man held two glasses of champagne, and handed her one of the transparent goblets. The golden liquid was smudged with gorgeous colors under the light.

The blond man drank the liquid in the glass in one gulp. The glass in Ares' hand was almost full, and she only took a few sips.The blond man raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you drink it? Don't you like champagne? You can't drink peach juice at the banquet." He said half-jokingly.Ares silently stared at the goblet in her hand, and was about to pour it down, when the gray-haired boy quietly appeared behind her and snatched the glass of wine: "Your Highness, this is a public place, you must not get drunk." Then he poured it all down.

"Your Majesty Zeus, Your Highness is not used to drinking champagne." The gray-haired boy turned his head and said to the blond man.

A certain unscrupulous father shrugged his shoulders: "Really, Odin, you are too close to Ares. I just wanted to find her a partner at the beginning, but it has become like this. It is not good to continue like this. You are Asa The successor of the gods, how can you always be an attendant by my family Ares?" His lavender eyes glanced at Odin, "By the way, you have grown up a few months ago, and you can already inherit Aris. Sa Shenzu, why do you ask me for a delay?"

"Delay? Odin, what's going on?" Ares also frowned and turned to Odin.

"I don't have enough experience now..." Odin said dryly, and he felt that this reason was too unreliable.

"Huh? Inexperienced?" Ares raised his eyebrows and was about to explode.

"Stop, stop, stop, I don't care if you are inexperienced or don't want to leave someone's side. I will discuss this matter later. The important thing now is that the two of you set off for the Garden of Eden tomorrow, and remember not to embarrass the Protoss." Zeus had quick eyes and hands. Prevented Ares from doing it.

"I see, isn't it a place for all races to compare, and it won't embarrass you." Ares said impatiently.

Who instilled this strange concept in you! ?Zeus sweated silently.

"Anyway, let's relax for a while. It won't be so easy when we get there." Zeus said softly, looking up at the dome, as if seeing the bright starry sky through there.

"Understood, old man." Ares replied casually.

This is her fate.

Eden, the original moving day.

The man with light white long hair was leaning halfway on the railing, looking up at the starry sky. He wore a plain white robe, and his light green eyes seemed to contain everything, eyes that knew everything, sacred and noble.

A voice pierced the quiet night.

"Jehovah! Hey, is the Lord here!?" The illusory shadow condensed from the smoke and dust, with its hips akimbo, shouting angrily.

The man with light white long hair turned his head in a funny way, gently moved his slender and fair fingers, leaving stars like streamers in the air, his smile was sacred and noble, but with a bit of helplessness, "Zeus, how many times have I told you , don't shout loudly, be quiet, you are about to burst my eardrums. Tell me, what's the matter? Since she left, you rarely come to me." Speaking of this, the pair of light green His eyes dimmed unconsciously.

"Hmph, it's hard for you to remember her..." Zeus at the moment didn't have any prestige, he was like a child who was angry with his friends, without any distinction, "My Ares, I'll leave it to you! If something happens to her here, don't blame me for bringing an army to flatten your Garden of Eden!" After speaking, she glared again, like a father who dotes on her daughter.

"Okay, okay, of course I will take good care of your child, His Majesty Zeus, who has developed from being a strict wife to a daughter-in-law. Speaking of which, I haven't seen her for a long time, except for seeing her once when she was a child." I don't know what she looks like... Those eyes should be very similar to Hera, right?" Yahweh smiled faintly, with an imperceptible sadness hidden in his eyes.

"Tch, I warn you! Don't think about my daughter! You are too old!" Zeus continued to stare.

That's enough uncle, your daughter is in charge...

"...By the way, aren't you too busy?" Jehovah couldn't bear it.

"Tch, of course I'm busy, I'm not as busy as you. Well, I'll go first, remember to take care of my daughter!" Zeus' phantom gradually dissipated, and he suddenly remembered something, and yelled out, "Especially not Let her fool around with other brats!!! Odin...it's okay..." muttering to himself and disappearing.

"Goodbye," the Lord said softly.It wasn't until the phantom completely disappeared that he lowered his head, took out a gold pocket watch, opened it, and stroked it gently, over and over again, with no expression on his face.

"A new student is coming?" The purple-haired boy leaned against the doorway, unruly, with seductive eyes in light green eyes.

Jehovah looked up at him, seeming a little displeased, "Satan, why are you running out again? What about the tree of life and the tree of knowledge of knowledge and evil?"

Looking at it this way, except for hair color and temperament, the two people's faces are almost exactly the same, and they were carved out of the same mold.In contrast, the light-white long-haired Jehovah is much more sacred and dignified, and because of his age, he also has a breath of vicissitudes, as calm as an ancient well; Satan's clear light green pupils are reflected in the purple hair She looks evil and coquettish, her eyelashes are extremely thin and long, and every time she flicks her eyelashes, her heart beats faster. Although she is immature, she carries a hint of mystery.

"It's okay to leave for a while, they are not so delicate, and they will die for you every now and then. On this point, I have more say than you, after all, it is I who have been taking care of them, not you, my dear brother." Satan He yawned boredly. "Also," he pointed to the pocket watch in Yahweh's hand, with sarcasm in his eyes, "The thing you cherished for so long has long since ceased to exist, yet you still can't let it go? You're so indecisive."

"This is not your business, Satan." The temperature around Yahweh instantly dropped below zero, and he was no longer gentle. "Now, go back and do your job. Don't let me see you leave your post without permission again." His eyes were cold , there is no warmth like a spring breeze just now.

"Whatever, anyway, I just came here to ask you to mark my status as full attendance this week. I can't lose either the full attendance award or the scholarship. I don't want to work hard." Satan shrugged, turned and walked out.

"Anyway, brother, you are an indecisive person. I already knew this~" Satan suddenly turned around with a smile, leaned on the door frame and said, and then ran away before Jehovah could react.

It wasn't until the purple figure completely disappeared from sight that Yahweh slowly retracted his gaze. He didn't look at the golden pocket watch, but closed his eyes and stroked it gently.

He didn't need to look at him to know that he was following the old photo embedded in his pocket watch to outline the figure of that person, because he had done it too many times, and every outline was so familiar and deeply engraved in his mind.

——I lost everything about you, and only in this way can I recall the bits and pieces of the past.

That figure has long been blurred in memory, only those red eyes are still clear as before.

——The most painful, difficult and unbearable thing in the world is not not getting what you want, but what you once had, but now you have lost it.