dedicated to violets

"Randall, that's a good name." The loud voice praised, "Can I see him?"

"Of course you can," replied Valentine with a smile, "but it's not very pretty, and I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

"How come? Children are cute."

Babies' eyes are not yet fully developed, and things are blurry.Viri's perspective is Randall, and of course he can't see clearly.A big head with white beard and white hair leaned over and teased the baby's hand with its fingers.

Randall was a quiet child from an early age.Whitebeard teased him, but he didn't respond. He withdrew his hand, turned over, hid on the other side of the cradle, and continued to sleep on his own.

Whitebeard was annoyed, and resentfully said: "Why isn't this kid as noisy as the others? Neither you nor Morse have such a quiet personality."

Valentine said: "We don't know who he followed. It's obvious that Morse talks so much."

Morse protested dissatisfiedly: "Hey!"

"That's right, those newborn cubs in our clan often cry in the middle of the night, and the noise is so loud that everyone can't sleep." Whitebeard danced, "It's better to be quiet."

"Sit down," said Morse. "What would you like to drink? Milk?"

Valentine glanced at his husband angrily: "Milk, milk, you know milk! How about raising a few cows for you?"

White Beard quickly said, extinguishing the flames of war between the husband and wife: "Milk is milk, and I like milk too. It needs to be hot, and add a lot of sugar."

Morse happily agreed, humming a song and going out to heat the milk.

Valentine said angrily: "You and Ignas are so used to him, obviously you and Ignas don't like milk."

"I'm not as delicate as Ignace, who vomits when I smell milk, I just don't drink it often," Whitebeard laughed.

Valentine sighed: "I'm afraid you have another purpose in coming to Fast this time, not just to visit Randall."

"Yes." Whitebeard's tone suddenly became serious, and the atmosphere in the room changed, "Actually, I came here for Ignas's business."

"What happened to Ignace?"

"Do you remember Violet of Wands?"

As soon as Whitebeard finished speaking, Morse returned to the living room with a tray in his hands: "Today's pastry with milk is Souffle, freshly baked, guaranteed to be delicious." However, the expressions of the two people in the hall were very serious, and they agreed She turned her head to look at him, her eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.

Morse calmed down, lowered his head and put the milk in front of the white beard: "Why do you all look at me like this?"

"I just think you're a fool." Holding his forehead, Valentine picked up a piece of soufflé and stuffed it into Morse's mouth, "Eat yours quickly."

"Hot, hot." Morse gasped, complaining aggrievedly.

White Beard stared at the pastry with a high hat in front of him wonderingly: "What is this?"

"Cake," Valentine pushed the rest of the souffle in front of White Beard. "This is Ignace's favorite cake. Have you lived with him for so long? Have you ever eaten it?"

The white beard stared: "Ignas always says that he is old and has lost all his teeth, so he can no longer eat cakes."

Valentine and Morse were stunned at the same time: "Old? What do you mean?"

"Literally," said Whitebeard, "that's why I came to you. Ignas is dying."

"How is it possible?" The Valentines said in unison again.

Both the husband and wife showed expressions of disbelief, as if what Whitebeard said was a fantasy, and they refused to believe it.

Valentine frowned: "Are you kidding? Ignas is a descendant of the Protoss. Even if we all die, he will not die."

Morse on the side nodded, expressing his agreement with everything his wife said.

White Beard took a bite of the souffle and smacked his lips: "It's really delicious."

He picked up the milk again and took a sip, the overly sweet taste wrinkled his facial features.

"Beaver!" the impatient Valentine slapped the table, "Don't rush to eat!"

Viri, who has been listening carefully, is surprised, Bifo?Is this white beard actually the principal?

Listening to Valentine's tone, the headmaster seemed to be very familiar with Bishop Ignace, and even lived together for a long time.Then why did the headmaster keep his mouth shut and didn't mention this at all?

No, not without clues.

A month ago, he returned to Fast City from the abandoned temple and Ignas. After Ignas disappeared, the principal appeared in the mercenary guild.He told the headmaster roughly what happened to him. What was the headmaster's first reaction?

He remembered the principal saying—

hateful!The Holy See is so bold!Even Valentine's children dared to do it!

He asked casually afterwards, and the principal said perfunctorily that he was actually not familiar with Valentine.At that time, Willy didn't think much about it, and was fooled by the headmaster just like that.

Viri gritted his teeth, and couldn't help cursing inwardly, the principal, an old man, how could he hide half of it.

The headmaster hundreds of years ago didn't know that his future students were slandering him. He hiccupped and patted his belly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I won't have the strength to speak until I'm full."

"That's right, I chose to die." The principal with the white beard said unhurriedly, "The only thing he can't let go of now is his scepter Violet."

"What happened to that scepter?" Valentine suppressed his impatience.

"Not long ago, Ignas discovered that the violet of the scepter suddenly had its own consciousness. Although it was still stupid, it was almost like a child. He estimated that it would take two to three hundred years for the violet to fully mature. ’” said the headmaster, “but he doesn’t have that much time.”

Morse: "You came to us because Ignace wanted us to take care of Violet the Wand?"

Principal: "Of course not, you two can't take care of it. Ignas has already asked the elves to take care of it. I came here to tell you about Ignas' recent situation, and by the way, I would like to share with you the good news that Violet has independent consciousness." information."

"What kind of good news is this?" Valentine was furious. "Did Ignas treat us as friends? He hid in the mountains for decades, never meeting us, and not allowing us to go to him and write a letter." They're all stingy. It's better now, send someone to see us both, and the first thing is to tell us that he is going to die?"

The principal quickly advised her to drink milk: "Don't worry, calm down."

"Don't look at Ignas as a young man. In fact, he has lived for a long time, much longer than you imagined. Now he doesn't want to continue to live. This is his own choice. You should be happy. Yes." The headmaster persuaded earnestly, "Put yourself in your shoes and think about it, would you be happy if you lived alone for so long?"

Valentine was silent.

The principal said: "Just like Valentine, if you start now, you can live as long as you want, but Morse can only accompany you for a certain distance. Do you want to live that long?"

Valentine glared at him: "I know, you don't need to say any more."

The principal spread his hands: "Look, you don't think so too."

Morse patted her on the back lightly, persuading her in a low voice: "Since Ignas chose this way, we respect him. After all, we don't know his past, and we don't know what he has experienced... "

The principal said: "That's right. Ignace also said that if you don't mind, I hope you can go to the mountains to see him."

"You think of us now?" Valentine wiped the tears from his eyes carelessly, and muttered, "I only think of us when I'm almost gone. I don't care if I'm a friend."

The principal lowered his head to drink the milk, and waited for Valentine to calm down before raising his head: "So are you going?"

"Go! Why not?"

This matter came to an end for the time being, and the three of them were finally able to eat cake and drink milk quietly, and the atmosphere was relaxed and happy.The principal's mouth was covered with milk stains. He licked the corner of his mouth and asked again: "There is one more thing I forgot to ask. How is the Holy See recently?"

"What else?" Valentine said angrily, "It's planning to make a comeback again, and the nearby towns have started to build temples again, and we can't push them down."

The principal shook his head: "I'm not talking about this, I mean, do they have any movements related to Ignas?"

Valentine hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "It seems that there is no such thing. In the past ten years or so, the Magician's Guild and the Holy See have stopped, and there is no mention of sending people to Fast to make trouble."

The Valentines were very aware of Ignas' defection to the Holy See.As the former archbishop in red, Ignas has a respected status. According to common sense, Ignas, as a descendant of the gods, should not be inferior to others.

In the eyes of others, the archbishop in red may be a piece of cake.

The pope can still be said to be the spokesperson of God in the world, and the cardinal is only a relatively high-ranking believer after all.

But Ignas himself is like a god, how could he be a believer willingly?What's more, he believed in an illusory god.

This is also what the Valentines have been unable to figure out.

However, Ignas kept silent about his past, except for mentioning his identity, the rest refused to reveal anything.It's not easy for the Valentines to break the casserole and ask the bottom line. After all, this is Ignas's own privacy. Ignas doesn't want to say it, and they have no right to ask.

"It's fine if you don't have it. The relationship between Ignas and the Holy See is too complicated," the headmaster sighed, "But once Ignas leaves, the scepter Violet will also be handed over to the elves, which is equivalent to disappearing. It can also be cleaned up."

Valentine and Morse looked at each other, and then said: "I remember that the Magician's Guild wanted to grab the scepter because they firmly insisted that the scepter belongs to the gods and represents the power of the gods, and possessing it can become a god. "

The principal waved his hand: "Don't listen to these nonsense, these are all rumors, if you want to be serious, in these words, there is only one scepter that belongs to the gods, and it can be touched. The violet was obviously cast by me and given to Ignas His gift, his master has been only Ignace from beginning to end."

A chill poured down his head, and Viri shivered, waking up from his dream.

His head was still a little confused, and he tried to open his eyes, and a beautiful face that seemed familiar came into view.

Blonde, fair skin, hair loosely pulled up, revealing pointy ears.She has a face that is more delicate than a flower, and her water-blue skirt floats on the water, as beautiful as a fantasy.

"Wentini?" Willy finally woke up, and screamed. He quickly sat up from the stone steps, "Why are you here?"

"Are you awake?" The beautiful female elf straightened up, "Why am I here? Of course I came here to give you violets."

Willie was taken aback: "You mean Ignace?"

Wendini thought for a while: "It should be counted."

She spread her hand, and a delicate necklace appeared in the palm of her hand, with a silver chain body and a violet carved with gemstones in the center.

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