【Summer Five】Iron City Wall

As soon as the words came out, Wutiao regretted it.But Xia You didn't give him any room for repentance, and continued with obvious interest, "Oh? Is it the ceremony of the Torch Festival?"

Look, it's still the same as always-the tacit understanding is infuriating.

Wu Tiao, who was rarely angry with others, waved his hand, "Forget it, it's not an important occasion, so don't go even if you are a little bit reluctant."

He spoke confidently, Xia You changed his posture, and said with a smile: "I want to go [-]%, can't I?"

At this moment, Yi Gu rushed up and greeted Xia You skillfully, obviously Hui Yuan had greeted him beforehand.With the younger generation present, Wu Tiao didn't bother to argue with Xia You any more, and said perfunctorily as he walked into the yard, "Okay, if you want to go, I'll send you a text message in a few days."

Yi Gu went back to the castle first, and Xia You stood still, smiling unabated, as if he was sure that Wutiao would stop.And the latter did stand still behind a few pots of orchids, his expression was covered by the flower branches, and he could only vaguely see the tight lip line.

"What happened today," Xia You leaned against the iron gate, his black hair was mottled by the dawn light, "will there be a second, third time?"

This is not like a question, five answers: "If you are specifically referring to the current situation, you are right. There are two gangs that need to be investigated, each of which is of a very large scale, and they can only sneak in and investigate for the time being. "

Hearing the answer, Xia You stood straight without hesitation, "Then I will continue to apply to be your guide."

"You..." Wu Tiao was dumb, but couldn't find a seamless way to refute.

Light and shadow drift, the sun gradually rises, and the edge of the horizon suddenly brightens.Xia You stood in the shadows, half of her face was illuminated, which perfectly outlined the sharp arc of her jaw and the corners of her lips.

He said: "I have accepted the invitation of the Torch Club, and I will wait for your news at any time. As for the next action, I don't think there is a better choice than myself. Wu, you should know how to do it."

After finishing speaking, the black-haired young man turned and left, walked out of the island along the glass trestle, and took the special car to bring Wujo and Yi Gu back.This time Wutiao didn't leave, watching his back slowly disappear, and was about to move back to the base, but found that the five fingers of his right hand had unknowingly curled up into a ball, his nails were pinched into his palm, and blood was oozing out.

He glanced at his hands inexplicably, and found that not only his fingers, but also his heart suddenly stalled, hitting his ribs like a drum, and his entire chest was aching.Wutiao has the most extensive research and knowledge, and his medical knowledge is no less than that of specialist doctors; but on this day, he stood still for a long time, but he still failed to decipher the crux of his body.

If Qihai were here, he would be able to see this typical post-traumatic stress disorder without a second glance—only the cause and attack pattern are unknown, which is extremely incompatible with the omnipotent Wujo Satoru.

Three days later, Xia You finished her teaching tasks and was on her way back to the office when the terminal suddenly rang.Instinctively, he had some premonitions, changed his hand to hold the thermos, opened the screen, and saw a simple and rude message:

Eight o'clock in the evening, No. 36 Pope Road, Hongfeng District, just put on clothes.

"Really, thinking about it comes out once, how come this habit hasn't stopped in ten years." Xia You sighed, opened the door and entered the office, organized the files on her desktop into a pile, picked up her shoulder bag and prepared to leave.

When he walked to the door, he turned around as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked the professors who were still working overtime to design the test papers: "Excuse me, is there any special vehicles going to the first district at this point?"

After several twists and turns, Xiayou drove all the way from the state university to the first district. The driver was always worried that he would drive slowly and make the customer dissatisfied, so he stepped on the accelerator and never stopped.

"I can't enter the Hongfeng District during this time," the driver said, pulling over outside the block, waiting for Xiayou to pay. "You can only walk or drive a stamped and certified car."

The latter looked up at the Maple Leaf Forest where the high-level members of the Torch Society gathered, took out the information card from his wallet, shook the distance from the driver, and asked, "Does the master know what those believers are doing?"

The matching is successful, the information card beeps, the driver confirms the payment, gets back into the taxi, pulls the brakes to start, and shouts loudly over the noise of the engine: "It is said to be a festival, but the torch will be strict, and all the people in the church are silent. Say, don’t want to know anything in detail.”

After the vehicle left, Xia You straightened the collar of his suit and walked towards the entrance of Hongfeng District.

No. 36 is a Gothic church with vaulted and carved galleries. It looks magnificent from a distance. If you watch the details quietly, you will be completely amazed by the flawless wall design.In view of the fact that the entire Red Maple District is the site allocated by the House of Lords to the Torchlight Society, apart from the residences of the thirteen bishops, this church, which symbolizes grand ceremonies and prayers, has worked hard.

There are two rows of guards guarding the entrance, and gorgeously dressed men and women walk in together. The fluffy rococo style squeezes and deforms the field of vision, as if only those luxurious and exaggerated skirts and accessories like balloon seaweed are left in front of you.

"It's not late."

When Xia You arrived, he heard a fluttering word from the lawn, followed by the creaking of leather shoes on the vegetation.He turned to the left, and sure enough, he saw five striding forward. The evening dress was exquisite and luxurious, without any extra embellishments. Each silk thread was designed to outline the wearer's natural and superior body curve.

The messy silver hair was lifted up, revealing the smooth and full forehead of the young man, completely clearing away the usual habits of fooling around.It really is not unreasonable for people to rely on clothes - Xia You thought with relish, although Wu Tiao can immediately break the sacred and inviolable aura like a fantasy just by opening his mouth.

He stepped forward and walked side by side with Wutiao, but the latter did not refuse, and just crossed the threshold with him.The guards and passers-by knelt down to salute one after another, their knees hit the ground with a loud muffled sound, and no one dared to cry out in pain.

"Wu, I never asked, what exactly are you here for tonight?" Xia You asked with her five ears pressed together, her voice lowered, "There is no mention of this kind of grand ceremony in any chronology... Could it be 'Festival' instead of dinner?"

Wujo stretched out his hand to block Xia You's eyes, and tightened his five fingers the moment he entered the inner hall to prevent the excessive light from hurting his eyeballs.In three seconds, Xia You gradually got used to the brightness, so he quickly withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's just a dinner party, it's not interesting, so I don't want to call you here. It's just that it's the turn of the first district this year, and they insisted that the Pope Come too, and threaten me to attend.”

It didn't take long for Xia You to realize what Wutiao said was "boring".Because no matter where they go, there will be a row of people kneeling beside them. They are more active than cutting wheat. They can't wait to see Wutiao 800 meters away, and they will break their knees and grab the land with their heads.

Not to mention enjoying it, they couldn't even move an inch under this kind of "noble" treatment.Xia You tried his best to ignore the gazes cast on him by those present. Those gazes were subtle, mixed with jealousy and curiosity, but they didn't look like they were looking at a real person.

"Okay, don't kneel." Until Wutiao suddenly said, the voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears coldly, "Turn back, just pretend that I haven't appeared-who dares to react, I don't mind letting tonight Double the sacrifice."

The audience was dead silent.Xia You looked at these well-dressed people tremblingly, got up from the ground by dragging the left and the right, gathered around the dining table to get desserts and refreshments, and tried to pretend that nothing happened.It's a pity that not only did they not dare to show their air, they even spilled several tables of expensive black tea - because their whole bodies were shaking, and the hands holding the teacups and teapots kept sifting chaff like Parkinson's.

Xia You, who experienced the "authority" of the Holy Son at a close distance, didn't know what to think. He turned his head to look at Wutiao, but he could only find indifference and subtle impatience between his brows, which was the same expression of joy and anger ten years ago. The reaction was quite the opposite.

"Wu, is this your tradition?" He asked softly, feeling a bit blocked in his heart, unwilling to see Gotjo show his appearance like this.

Instead of the five answers, there was a loud bang.Someone stepped over the door and tapped on the handle of the fan, thawing out the frozen air.

"You don't need to be overly cautious. Your Majesty is not in a good mood, so please bear with me." Lucian Nelson entered with the nun and made himself a cup of tea with ease.

He drank tea leisurely, tremblingly, those present looked back and found eleven people in black robes entering the gate. They were relieved and dared to talk in a low voice.

Wu Tiao didn't raise his head, raised his unilateral brow high, and ate his macaron by himself.The long-haired bishop came, bowed his knees, and said, "Your Majesty, long time no see."

He turned to Xia You, "Welcome the professor to the dinner, I have long admired you."

As the boss, Wu Tiao doesn't have to respond, Xia You still has to accept this face.He also learned the etiquette of the Torch Club to return to Nelson, saying, "I haven't seen you for ten years, Your Excellency."

The glazed lamp rotates slowly, and the light image rotates and shatters like the bubbles in the blower, and the light spots are embedded in the wall, imprinted into embellishments of various shapes.Xia You lowered her head slowly, and saw the hand on her waist—Wu Tiao stopped him, her eyes behind the sunglasses were like cold waves, exuding biting coldness.

"You don't need to bow your head to anyone." He stared at Nelson, but he was talking to Xia You, "Whether it's this group of damned bishops, that shitty pope, or me, it's not worth bowing your head to, do you hear me?"

Xia You opened her mouth, half of her smile burst into a helpless sigh.He knows five temperaments, saying that doesn't mean he takes himself seriously, it just means that he has never lost the ambition in his heart - rebellious, rebellious, and a runaway god.

Nelson was not annoyed at being ridiculed for no reason, as if he was used to it.

"Then, Your Majesty, you shouldn't have brought him here," he said, "besides this, your private execution of Bishop Pierre is considered a serious violation of authority by the Twelve, and they wish to appeal before the Pope, Proposed restrictions on your authority."

Wutiao dismissively said, "Are you suing the Pope? The half-buried old ghost is coming, your 'ceremony' is almost over, who has the chance to run under his nose and make trouble?"

Sure enough, although the bishops had arrived, the pope had not been seen for a long time.Xia You took a closer look, and although she didn't know much about the content of the conversation between Gojo and Nelson, she still tried to match the twelve seats with the description in the book.

Cardinal Pierre?He thought, he seemed to be an unattractive bald man who had been working in the fifth district for a few years ago and was only transferred back to the first district half a year ago.

"This subordinate understands your troubles." Nelson picked up the goblet, poured half-drunk black tea into it, and shook it lightly as if sobering up. "But this matter is too impulsive, and there will be endless troubles."

Gojo supported the sunglasses, poured the whiskey on the table into the Nelson glass with one hand, watched the brown wine and black tea entangled and precipitated, and said to the pale-faced bishop: "Don't teach me how to do things, don't you understand? I don't understand I can teach you, once or twice, thousands or hundreds of times."

After all, he insisted on holding Nelson's hand, poured a full bottle of spirits into the goblet, and let the liquor rush out, completely soaking the bishop's gorgeous and delicate clothes.Bai Mo fainted, Wutiao pinched Nelson, bowed his head next to his ear, and whispered: "Don't say unnecessary things to Jie, do you think I can't hear what you want to imply?"

He shook off that hand violently, and threw the whiskey to the ground. The glass bottle was shattered, and the crisp sound spread in the church with excellent sound transmission, which shocked everyone.

Xia You frowned, unaware of the sudden dispute, but felt five abnormally calm emotions.He wanted to go forward to say something, but he realized that he knew too little about Wutiao today, so he didn't know what to say.

While hesitating, the guard of honor blew the ceremonial music, and the waiters said in unison: "The Pope is here!"