dedicated to violets

The order was ordered in an orderly manner, and at the critical moment, none of the vice presidents had any objections.After receiving the order, they left in a hurry, and each went to his own post.

Sean was dizzy, kneading the space between his brows, and sat down slumped, sinking into the sofa.Mason massaged his temples tenderly, hoping he could relax a little and not push himself too hard.

Viri flipped through the documents left on the coffee table and casually comforted him: "The matter of the undead happened too suddenly, so you don't need to be under too much pressure."

"Have we encountered this kind of undead before?" Sean said.

Viri recalls the past, searching for memories of the undead.After searching all over to no avail, he shook his head: "No."

Sean's face was ugly: "You said, the undead appeared in large numbers. Could it be that someone did it on purpose?"

Willie: "Can't rule it out, but who do you think it could be?"

The two looked at each other and called out the name in unison: "John!"

That night, Viri fell asleep full of thoughts.

The desolate wind blows across the wilderness, and there is no grass outside the fortress.

The sky at dusk is dyed a thick purple, slightly blue, behind the clouds on the horizon, the fiery red sun is about to fall into the embrace of the snow-capped mountains.

Someone whispered in his ear: "The sky is beautiful, isn't it? That's why this fortress was named Airlight."

The sky is violet.

The 14-year-old Wei Li is not tall and needs a lot of effort to get over the high walls of the fortress and see the wilderness outside.

The veterans are all sighing, they say that before there was no war, the outside of the fortress was full of violets.Every late spring and early summer, this kind of tenacious little flower will sway in the wind, like a large purple ocean.

Willie quietly listened to the sigh of the veteran, and thought to himself that he had planted a lot of flowers in his home before.

He remembered the agreement he had made with Ignas again, to travel around when he grew up.

I heard that in the northern part of the empire, there are endless wheat fields.When the wheat fields mature in autumn, the golden ears of wheat will hang low. Standing in the wheat fields and looking around, if you are lucky, you may see some small houses with red roofs.

Those houses were for night watchmen in the wheat fields, so that the ripe ears of wheat would not be secretly pecked and eaten by crows.

When Ignas narrated these things, his eyebrows were beaming, and he described them vividly, as if he had seen these scenes in person.

"Of course I have," Ignas said solemnly, "I have been to snow-capped mountains, to wheat fields, to the end of the world, and to the kingdom of the dead."

Willie was confused: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." In fact, Ignas has a shy personality and rarely speaks, but as long as these things are mentioned, he will become lively.

In order to see more of Ignace's lively appearance, the 12-year-old Veri is always very supportive, even if he is dubious, he will pretend to be completely convinced.

Ignace said: "The kingdom of the undead is cold and damp, full of mist, and the living must never pass."

"What's the name there?"

"Nibelungen, land of fog."

Now, 15-year-old Viri stands on the high wall of Airlight Fortress, trying to stand on tiptoe and look into the distance.There is only the bitter wind in the barren field, and there are no violets in the mouth of veterans, and there are no golden wheat fields in Willie's imagination.

He asked the veteran: "Do you know where there are wheat fields in the empire? The kind of golden wheat fields with small houses with red roofs in the fields?"

Veterans are well-informed, smoking leaf cigarettes, puffing clouds and fog.

Hearing the child's question, he thought for a while and said, "It should be in the northern part of Greenland, near the king's capital. There are no mountains there, only a vast plain."

"The royal capital?" Viri was puzzled, "Is it Manak?"

"Yes."

The violet sky gradually turned into a deep black, the stars in the night were sparse and few, and the round moon could not be seen.As the weather turned colder, Viri also imitated the veterans and put on thick blankets and sat around the campfire, hoping to gain some warmth.

"After a while, those mages of the Holy See may cast the forbidden spell again." The content of their chats is irrelevant, sometimes it is the scenery of their hometown, and sometimes it is the lover who is waiting for their triumphant return. There is also a half-sized child.

In the middle of speaking, someone tapped Willie on the shoulder.

"Who?" Viri subconsciously fought back, pinching the man's wrist, trying to subdue the uninvited guest.

"It's me, Sean!" The man took off his cloak, revealing a delicate face, and his golden hair was dyed a warm red under the firelight.

The immature Sean Lucas sat down next to Willy, reaching out to pull his blanket: "I'll squeeze with you."

Viri frowned slightly, and said softly, "Why are you here?"

"I'm the only one in the room, it's too boring." Sean nimbly got into the blanket and put his arm against Willy. He greeted the veterans with a smile, then turned his head and whispered to Willie, "So I'm here I'm looking for you!"

Willie kept silent, half of his face was hidden under the blanket, his thin black hair was stuck to the nape of his neck obediently, his big bright blue eyes reflected the warm flames - he looked like a milk cat Just as soft and harmless.

Resources were scarce during the war, and beer brewed from wheat naturally became a scarce commodity.

A soldier saved a bottle of beer and took it out solemnly to share with his comrades during the joyous night when the bonfire was burning.

Sean is a person who knows how to come. When he saw the bottle of beer that kept bubbling, his eyes lit up, and he quickly shouted: "I want to drink it too!"

As soon as he struggled, the tightly wrapped blanket fell loose, and the cold wind took the opportunity to sneak in, making Viri shiver.

"You're so annoying," Willie complained softly, pulling the blanket back around his neck, "don't move around."

Xiao En smiled and apologized, and the veteran handed them two small cups, the cups were very shallow, and the bottom of the cups was only the size of a fingernail, like pocket cups used by five or six-year-old children.There is beer in the glass, not much, just enough for a sip.

Xiao En smiled and said thank you, raised his head and drank the precious liquor.

He smacked his lips, reminiscing about the taste of beer, and he couldn't finish it.

"Why don't you drink?" He turned his head and found that Viri next to him stretched out his hand from under the blanket, holding a pocket wine glass, and did not move for a long time.

The veterans sat around together and used these pocket cups.They enjoyed the hard-earned wine together, and the stronghold was rarely full of joy.

"I'd like to see it a little longer," Willie said. "This wine is beautiful in the firelight. Don't you think it looks like amber?"

Xiao En heard the words and looked at the bottom of the cup, which was as big as a fingernail, and the wine was glistening, and the color was more moist in the beating firelight.

Sean asked curiously, "Pretty is beautiful, but what is amber?"

He had never heard the word.

Viri was stunned: "It's that kind of beautiful stone hidden in the soil, but my good friend told me that it was made of resin many years ago."

When mentioning this "good friend", Viri's eyes softened unconsciously.

Sean touched his shoulder with a smirk, winked and said, "To be honest, that's not your good friend, it's the girl you like."

Viri pursed his lips and glared at him, but his face blushed quietly.

Fortunately, there was a brilliant fire covering him, which didn't expose his hidden feelings in his heart.

It's not a girl, it's a beautiful boy.

Willie retorted inwardly.

Sean accepted his acquiescence. As a very loyal person, Sean decided to share his first love with him: "You don't have to be shy, I also have girls I like."

"You have it too?" Willie became interested.

"Of course, I'm 17 years old. Isn't it normal to have a girl I like?" Sean plausibly said, and he also gave an example, "My childhood friend, who was the same age as me, married the girl he liked. I have a baby."

Viri opened his mouth wide in surprise: "So you can get married if you like it?"

"Of course not. You have to like each other to get married." Sean raised his head.

Viri tried to digest, and then drew inferences: "Then are you married?"

"No." Sean said.

"Then the girl you like must not like you." Viri said with certainty.

Shawn was ashamed, and he retorted angrily: "How can you say that, I just haven't confessed yet."

"Oh, so you can get married if you confess?"

"That's not okay, it depends on how deep the relationship is. Even if you like it and confess, it may just be a relationship for a while, and it won't last a lifetime." Sean patted him on the back, "Marriage is very complicated and profound. things."

The two and a half teenagers were talking about the issue of marriage in a serious manner, which made the veterans next to them laugh out loud.

"Hey! You haven't even grown your hair yet, it's too early to talk about this!" Some veterans teased loudly.

Willie looked up and retorted, "No, I've confessed."

The old soldiers were still laughing, and didn't listen to his rebuttal at all.Their topic became very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was about other things. No one cared about Willy's emotional world anymore, except for Sean, who was also a kid.

Sean said furtively, "I can't see it, Willy, you're so good, did your girl agree to you?"

"It's not a girl, he's a boy," Viri corrected. In an instant, his expression became lonely, and he turned his head to look at the warm bonfire, feeling very depressed.

After a few seconds, Willie whispered, "He's dead."

Xiao En didn't care to be surprised by the gender of Willy's sweetheart, and the next second, he was shocked by the death of this "sweetheart" and was speechless.

He finally recalled that Viri was a survivor of the curse.

It is said to be the most terrifying fire curse.

"I'm also very sad to hear this news." Sean was at a loss for words, holding back for a long time, he could only say a sentence that was light and without consolation, "I'm sorry."

Willie shook his head: "This has nothing to do with you."

"He died under the curse to save me." He looked up at the dark night sky, there was no moon, only a few scattered stars with dim light, "It was he who saved me, and I promise him to live a good life. My parents died in the war, and if I forget him, no one will know he existed, so I will always remember him."

Sean hesitated for a while and said, "Do you want to talk?"

"Tell me?" Willie looked at him suspiciously.

Sean: "I've heard people say that if you keep sad things in your heart, you'll become sad, sad, so sad that you feel like you're dead. You can talk about these sad things."

He patted his chest, "We can be regarded as comrades-in-arms who face life and death together, and I am willing to bear the sorrow with you."

The still immature boy said righteously: "I can help you remember him together. In exchange, I will also tell you about the girl I like, so it will be evened."

Willie stared at him blankly, and Sean kept urging him to make a decision with anticipation in his eyes: "Will you agree?"

"Forget it," Viri turned his head, hugged his knees, and muttered, "I won't tell you, I just remember him alone, and I don't want to know your secret love story either!"

"Hey! You are too shameless!" Sean yelled dissatisfiedly, "I made a lot of determination and made a lot of sacrifices to say that. What is a secret love, I just haven't confessed it yet!"

At dawn, Viri woke up from his dream.

He pressed his forehead and half sat up from the bed: "How did you dream about it for so long?"

It is indeed long enough, a full 30 years.

The morning in Fast is very lively. Since mercenaries from all over the place gather here, and the food styles are various, it can be called a mobile museum.He sat on the bed for a few minutes before slowly changing his clothes and getting up.

When I opened the door, I smelled the fragrance of flowers.

After one night, flowers bloomed in the garden.

The birds on the treetops uttered melodious chirping, as if they were singing.Viri was in a trance, thinking that he had returned to Imperial College.At this moment, the birdsong stopped abruptly, and a snowy owl, which was too big for a small bird, rushed up the branch, scaring the small birds to flap their wings and flee.

The snowy owl swaggered to occupy the best position on the branch, flapped its wings proudly, and sang like a bird.

Viri frowned almost invisibly, pretending not to see the disgraceful snowy owl.

Sean was sitting in the courtyard reading the newspaper when he heard the screech of a snowy owl, which almost made him pour his coffee.

"What's the matter?" He frowned fiercely, looked up, and happened to meet Viri at the door.

"I'm going to eat when I wake up," Sean's attention was diverted, he raised his coffee cup, "How did you sleep last night?"

"Very good, the bedding and pillows are very soft," Willie praised, "I slept very comfortably."

"That would be great," Sean said.

He picked up the coffee and took a sip, then pushed the newspaper in front of Willy, "Look, today's Fast Morning News, the Mages Guild is so bold, they ran to the mercenary headquarters to post a notice."

Willie shakes the paper open, and the first page bears a huge headline.

A high price reward is offered, and the commission is as high as 15 gold coins.

"The last time I was in Pansai, the bounty was only 15 gold coins." Even Viri was shocked by the generous amount of the Mage Guild. "This time it was raised to [-] gold coins in one go."

Sean stretched out his hand and clicked on a certain line of the newspaper: "What's the matter, you read the content."

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Thank you Sui Chi Huan for the nutrient solution~