black queen hypothesis

Although people habitually refer to the Finn-Del Valley as the Valley of Doom, the trees inside are lush and the water is gurgling, and the scenery does not seem to have anything to do with Doom.If there is anything that can make people see that it is the tombs of the imperial family, it is probably only the quadrangular pyramid-shaped landmarks that occasionally appear on both sides of the road in the valley, because the names of successive emperors are simply engraved on them.

It was the first time for Silvio to come to this place.He stood on the gangway and looked around.The tombs are all in the mountains, and nothing can be seen outside.Compared with the almost non-existent landmarks, the looming Baiyan Temple is more eye-catching.

"...Are you sure there is no problem, Your Majesty?"

"Of course. You go back."

A voice floated up, diverting Silvio's attention.Vilas had already got off the gangway before him, and at this time he was making a final confession with the Anubis guards who arrived at the same time-maybe it is more appropriate to describe it as farewell, because if nothing else, the rest of Vilas's life will never see them again.

Silvio stared at the still ferocious black iron masks.He could read that Vilas's current mood—grateful, a little melancholy, more gratified—had become calmer, and the surprise when he first knew he was coming to the valley had completely calmed down.

The heavy jackal mask of the leader seemed to be lifted up for a moment, and then immediately knelt down again. "May you always be in good health, Your Majesty."

"May you always be in good health, Your Majesty!" The others followed suit in unison, their voices so loud that they startled a few flying birds in the distance.

Vilas nodded slightly.He watched those vigorous black figures disappear into the forest, and then he turned his head and said, "Would you mind walking in with me, Sylvie?"

Silvio smiled back.In the next blink, he was on the ground, shoulder to shoulder with Vilas. "Of course," he took Vilas' second hand, bent down and placed a light kiss on the back of his hand, "my pleasure."

Villas didn't expect Silvio to come here suddenly, and was stunned for a moment.After he reacted, he shook his head helplessly: "You are indeed a hopeless romantic." Although he said so, his real answer was a passionate kiss.

This situation caused Debicki and Bacall, who were still in the spaceship, to look at each other in blank dismay. "Turn off the remote monitoring temporarily." He ordered with a slight headache.

The Imperial Guard soldiers who saw this scene on the projection screen were stunned at first, and then sweated from the tip of their noses.The request just saved him, and he complied hastily.

After communicating with the Vice President of the Federation and others, Bacall was taken to the Valley of the Kings when he thought he could go back to Capitol, and he lost all temper.At this moment, he saw similar content in Debicki's eyes, and walked out first with a tacit understanding.As soon as he got to the place where there were only the two of them, he sighed again and again: "These two wayward guys!"

Debicki nodded sympathetically.But now, he has almost accepted the reality, and... "I happen to have a presumptuous question to ask you, Your Excellency the Minister."

As a professional intelligence minister, Bacall can of course guess what the defense minister of the empire cares most about. "You want to know the reaction of the Federal Cabinet to this matter?"

Debicki nodded again. "You must already know that whether it is me or others, they will fully support His Majesty's decision. However, the federal system is not the same as the empire," he paused, "We do hope that you can give us some valuable advice."

...This means that the empire feels that the high-level federation will definitely have objections, but no matter what the objection is, it must be settled?

Thinking of Heathcote, Bacall couldn't help feeling that this conjecture might be true. "You're a smart man." He immediately cheered up 12 points, "Sentry guides like them who are highly compatible should be together by nature. However, considering their respective identities, the situation is more complicated. Peace is what you and I both want, and marriage is an effective means. I'm just not sure if marriage is just marriage."

Debicki didn't answer directly. "You just saw it with your own eyes."

Facing those unshakable eyes, Bacall could not help sighing once again for the correctness of his first guess—the new emperor is a very talented guide who can easily make everyone bow their heads and pledge allegiance to him. "It sounds like you have full confidence in His Majesty?" he confirmed again.

"All the cabinet ministers are like me." Debicki began to realize that the other side needed some kind of total certainty to continue the conversation.

This should be regarded as some kind of autocracy, but now Bacall only wants to praise this autocracy.Judging from the current situation, although Debicki is still the Minister of Defense, sooner or later he will be the Prime Minister. "If you can guarantee this, then I can also guarantee that things will be much simpler than originally expected."

It was quite refreshing... Debicki smiled and stretched out his hand: "I wish us a happy cooperation."

At this time, Vilas and Silvio were already on the avenue leading to the temple.The Imperial House of Fin-Del is not about luxury, the road is barely wide enough for a hover car to pass by, but it is flat and wide enough for two people on foot.

"I thought this would be a more..." Sylvio was still looking around, not hiding his curiosity, "A more ceremonial behavior?"

As discussed by the Anubis Guard, it is a royal tradition that the blessing of the elders is required for the union of children and their spouses.The former emperors and empresses have passed away, and they have no choice but to come to the valley in person.

Vilas coughed lightly. "That's how it was originally," he nodded slightly, "it's not a small show. But I think, like me, you may not like things that are superficial?"

Silvio withdrew his gaze and carefully looked at the people around him. "Of course." He replied softly, "but I want everyone to know that you are my guide and I am your sentinel."

It was so straightforward... Vilas could hardly resist what was in those dark eyes, and a faint shudder began to hit the bottom of his spine. "I assure you, they'll all know - as long as I'm sure it won't reflect negatively on you."

"You..." Sylvio stopped in a little surprise.In just half a second, his surprise turned into understanding. "You deliberately asked Debicki and Bacall to stay in the spaceship." What could he say, did Vilas deserve to be the Black Queen who claimed to have no surprises but no desire to know?

Vilas nodded.He held the opponent's hand—there was a slight sense of electricity running around where they met, and he pretended not to notice it—and continued to walk towards the temple, "Besides, you haven't explained yet, why did you Did you suddenly change your mind before?"

Silvio glanced down, and when he raised his head again, his eyes darkened for a moment. "Suddenly?" He clasped his hands harder, making sure there was no gap between them. "I don't think so."

"Oh?" Vilas deliberately looked at him out of the corner of his eyes, "How do you say?"

Now Silvio was sure that the slightly higher than usual body temperature he encountered was not his illusion.The neutralizer was losing its effectiveness, and the combination fever of Vilas was coming soon... His heartbeat started to speed up unconsciously, but his tone remained calm. "I have to admit you're right, I did think the Dark Sentinel was a better life choice at first." He paused, "But that was before meeting you."

Vilas heard the final emphasis. "Why?"

"There are indeed many precedents. The bound sentinel and the guide fell into a trap because of each other, and even lost their lives." Silvio continued, his gaze fell straight into the pair of azure blue eyes, which seemed to begin to condense something. kind of stormy eye, "but I don't think you will."

Vilas laughed lowly. "As the president, are you so easy to trust the enemy prince, or after the war?" This sounded like finding fault, but in fact he changed his posture and made them interlock their fingers.

Silvio stopped again.He exerted a little force, twisted and turned, and the naughty guide fell into his arms. "I don't think so," he said earnestly, bringing their faces closer together, "I just believe in you...you will never be my weakness, and neither will I. Take a step back, even if we It’s really each other’s weakness, and we’ll definitely be able to work it out.”

The two eyes stared at each other in breath-taking distance, and then Vilas said, almost with a sigh: "I knew you would say that." He leaned forward, brushing his lips lightly, "You know this is exactly Do I have to solve the cause of the Senta problem myself?"

"What..." Sylvio was startled, and wanted to look at Vilas from a distance.

But Vilas didn't let Silvio succeed.In fact, his still-free hand had already climbed onto Silvio's shoulder, touching lightly along the top of the neck, like some kind of progressive drum beat. "You know my worst fear. I can't let it happen again."

"The most frightening thing is not failure, nor is it that I know that I will fail, nor is it that I know that I will lead everyone to failure. The most frightening thing is that the people I lead know that they will fail in the end, and I can't save them, but They still follow me steadfastly."

Silvio immediately remembered this passage.He understood a little bit. "So you changed your strategy. You don't want to see the people you lead follow you even if they fail, then you..."

"We can't fail again." Vilas murmured.He could feel his whole body burning hot, and the words he said were uncontrollable and unbearable. "Those things pretend to be fate, but I can fight it, we can change it, and even manipulate it—" He finally indulged himself and kissed Silvio heavily, "You taught me."

Silvio gasped hard.For any sentinel who faced the guide who threw himself into his arms and started to enter the fusion fever, there was only one thing that could come to mind.The spiritual barrier between them has been completely eliminated, and all that remains is... "Are there only temples in the nearby buildings?" He resisted the urge to push Vilas to the ground, picked him up, and accelerated his feet. up the speed.

Hearing the violent wind in his ears, Vilas' reaction was to raise his legs and wrap his arms around the opponent's waist tightly. "Didn't I tell you that the most essential part of the ceremony is—" He giggled, lowered his voice, ambiguous and deep, "What we are going to do right now?"

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This chapter is the meaning of the title, thank you for waiting until the end~