dedicated to violets

Before dawn in the morning, Willie changed his clothes and checked his violin.

Light up a lamp in the house, and it will be able to illuminate one side.Willie put the violin case on the table, took a deep breath, and then reached out and slowly opened the violin cover, revealing the true face of the violin.

After the battle in Fryer Forest, I don't know if the violin was damaged.

Willie examined the violin carefully by the light, lest there be any flaws in it.This violin is his sustenance and also his weapon.

Not long after the Violet War ended, he chose to stay in the capital to become a swordsmanship teacher.

The comfortable and leisurely environment of the college made Wei Li very uncomfortable. He was very nervous in the first few months after he arrived, and his sword skills were no better than magic. He had to carry a sword with him to feel safe.

Willie himself looks like a good stubble.He always has a cold face and holds a sharp sword in his hand, looking at everyone as if he is looking at an enemy, full of murderous aura, making people around him trembling and fearful all day long.Even Viri himself is worried, what if one day he can't control his fierceness and hurts the innocent people around him?

His illustrious and vicious name in the Violet War is widely spread, and his face may not match, but everyone in the know knows his real name.

Met with the headmaster is completely coincidental.

Viri knew that he had been in the battlefield for too long, always eager to try, wanted to compete with others, and would not stop until there was no blood.After a deep sleep at night, what appeared in the dream were all stumps and flesh.He will never forget the battlefield like a meat grinder.

Poor sleep made his mood worse, and people around him regarded him as a scourge.

About a month later, Willy finally realized that he couldn't go on like this. After thinking about it, he decided to pick up the violin again.

Ignace once said that music can soothe restless hearts and make people feel good.

He took it for granted.

In order to suppress the destructive desire in his heart, he began to spend a lot of time looking for music scores, and gradually regained his previous feel.

The place where he practiced the piano was in his own flower garden.

Ten days after he started practicing the piano, an unexpected visitor came to his flower garden.The visitor was short in stature, about as tall as the fence.Viri thought it was a child somewhere, but when he got closer, he found that it was a little old man with a long white beard.

The little old man raised his chin: "Little friend, what's your name?"

Willie held the violin, with a strange look on his face: "My name is Willie Haydn." He looked at the little old man's eyebrows and eyes, with a faint sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Very well," the little old man stared at the violin in his hand, "I'm Alfred Beaver."

Willie finally remembered that he had seen the portrait of the little old man in the showroom with Alfred Beaver engraved on the name plate at the bottom of the portrait.

The current president of the college, a racial dwarf.

Principal Alfred helped him restore the violin, and integrated his usual long sword into the violin. As long as the magic is activated, it can be turned into a weapon.

That way, Willie can have peace of mind for himself, as well as for those who worry about him carrying a weapon.

Under the light, the amber body of the violin glowed warmly, and there were several mottled silver near the strings.Viri rubbed those gaps lightly, his expression was gloomy.

He wants to go alone to the Temple of Abandonment.

The alchemy puppet lay quietly in his palm, and the flowers drawn on the back of the puppet looked a little eerie and weird in the night.The petals outlined by a few strokes unwind to form a simple cross with three long and one short.

From Neal's memory, Viri learned the purpose of the alchemy puppet.

On the chest of the puppet, there is a drop of blood stored as a heart, which can save the owner of the drop of blood at a critical moment of life and die instead of him.This kind of doll is equivalent to the second life of people in the Holy See, and it cannot be used easily. Once used, the blood stored in the doll will turn into a cross and be engraved on its back.

It's exactly the same as Neil's posture in the temple.

Thinking of this, Viri's heart throbbed.

"It's all his choice," Willie said softly, pressing his heart.

Putting the alchemy doll in his pocket, he picked up the piano case and strode out.

Viri had a frank conversation with Sean, and he had told Sean about Neil's memory without reservation.

John is a reckless and arrogant guy who hates the empire very much, so he adopts the extreme method of awakening the undead.Thousands of mercenaries died in the misty forest. Over hundreds of years, the bones could be piled up to form a city.Surrounding villages and towns that were attacked, the undead came from cemeteries.

How ridiculous, these undead are actually manipulated by the people of the Holy See who claim to be righteous.

Neil's idea is not wrong. The priests of the Holy See and the necromancers who are called heretics are actually no different in essence.

He rode a horse and galloped along the river to the canyon.He knew the way to the temple so well that he could outline it in his mind with his eyes closed.As time goes by, the sun rises from behind the mountains in the east, and the earth is painted with the color of morning glow.

When we reached the temple hidden in the mountains, the sky was bright.

The temple was still sleeping, and the surrounding trees showed a unique dark green color, almost black.Crows cover it from all directions, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Viri pushed aside the hanging branches and leaves in front of his eyes, and looked up at the crumbling temple.

Before the light could fall into the hidden valley, the outline of the temple was hidden in the deep darkness. When Viri took a step, the dead branches under his feet creaked.

His muscles tensed, and he walked quickly towards the temple.

The decorations on the walls are peeling off, only the murals are as fresh as new.

As soon as he stepped on the steps in front of the hall, he suddenly noticed a strange sight.

Someone hid in the dark and watched him quietly, his eyes were scorching, and even made his back a little hot.Viri remained calm and continued to walk in, until he came to the statue.

The stone sculpture still maintains a embracing posture, with a melancholy and pitiful expression.Wei Li's eyes lingered on the face of the stone sculpture for a moment, then he cruelly moved his eyes away.

No matter how similar it looks, this is just a statue, not Ignas himself.

He took out the alchemy puppet and put it in his palm.

With the place where he was standing as the center of the circle, complicated lines of magic circles emerged from the floor, shining brightly, and a clear magic circle appeared inside the temple.

Viri has been wondering why the magic circle didn't attack him.

On his right side, in the magic circle, there was a flower bush composed of crosses. He collected himself and threw it casually, and the alchemy puppet landed accurately in the center of the flower bush.

Viri stepped back quickly, and the huge cross fell from the sky, howled and cut through the air, and smashed hard on the ground.The magic circle couldn't wait to confine the puppet, and five thick, sharp spikes appeared on the ground without a sound.

boom--

The long nails were chiseled into the cross, and the next second, the cross suddenly rose and hung high under the mural.

Everything happens in an instant.

Willie gasped in surprise, and he looked back at the "flower bush" shaped like a cross.

There was a drop of bright red blood on the magic circle.

The blood trickled slowly and finally disappeared on the floor.

The feeling of being spied on became heavier, and Viri looked behind him vigilantly. Outside the magnificent gate of the temple, there was a row of skeletons standing at some point, casting a long reflection.In the deep-set eye sockets of the skeleton, blue fire was burning, and the pale bones made people shudder.

It was obviously a horrifying scene, but Wei Li suddenly laughed: "You really are a coward."

His eyes pierced the skull and the tall column, until he reached the staircase at the end.

Slight footsteps sounded, and a short figure in a cloak turned from behind the skeleton.

"John." Willy spat out the man's name.

The real John looked up, revealing his face hidden under the cloak.

Willie sighed again, why couldn't he tell John and Neil apart?

Obviously, the two brothers have nothing in common except their looks.

Perhaps it was due to the fact that there was a skeleton by his side, John couldn't see the fear from last time at all, he even raised the corners of his mouth and smiled complacently: "Mr. Willie Haydn, long time no see."

"It's been less than half a month since we last met," Viri corrected.

His hand was on the piano case, waiting to draw his sword at any time.

John said: "I thought you would be able to tell the difference between me and my brother with your cleverness, sir, but I didn't expect—" His tone was mocking, and the smile on his face was also very strange, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Willie lowered his face: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting," John shrugged. He was standing on the edge of the magic circle, as if he was concerned about the intimidating magic circle. "Didn't you kill him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another person walked out from behind him, his body shape was not much different from his, and he was also wearing a pitch-black cloak.As soon as this "person" came out, a faint smell of blood floated in the air, and Viri's face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Neil is your brother, and you turned his corpse into an undead."

"For the Holy See, you should give everything, whether it is body or soul." John said naturally.

A breeze blew, and the man's cloak was blown off, revealing a pale face.

There was still a long nail stuck in his throat, and the blood had already coagulated and dried up unseemly. "Neil" lowered his eyes, and if he ignored his slightly distorted limbs and the spikes on his body, he could barely be called a living person.

Viri's hand was placed on the piano case, tiny lightning flashed on his fingers, and the thunder and lightning sword was ready to go.

The forest outside the temple suddenly became foggy, slowly approaching the gate of the temple.

John looked around, and the skeletons all stepped into the temple.

The magic circle was activated, and dozens of skeletons were tied to the cross and pulled to the ceiling.

In a blink of an eye, crosses were densely hung on the dome, completely blocking the gorgeous murals.

Viri's heart sank, no good, this magic circle is about to fail.

The large number of skeletons directly made the magic circle no longer room for attack.After hundreds of years, this magic circle was roughly cracked.

John stepped into the temple with ease, and the skeleton rushed towards him with teeth and claws. Willie was about to draw his sword, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name in his ear: "Mr. Willie."

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