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The snowy owl hooked Mason's shoulders with its two paws, panting for breath.

Sean flicked its wings with his fingers, and asked curiously, "Snowy Owl, what did you do when you disappeared from the altar earlier?"

The snowy owl folded its wings humming and chirping, and nimbly moved aside, not talking to Xiao En.

Mason smiled and touched the snowy owl's head: "He is looking for traces of the bishop's soul." The white fluffy, chubby bird obediently rubbed his palm to show its closeness.

"Hmph," Sean looked at enviously, but said in his mouth, "Did you find anything?"

"Let the snowy owl rest for a while, and speak for yourself."

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Willie walked on the steps among the white clouds, recalling what the bishop said.

Ignas is the continuation of his life, so he bestowed his name and appearance on him.Perhaps the bishop did not understand love and hate, such strong and profound emotions, but he did use his own methods to protect those around him.

Bai Yun floated up and down beside Wei Li.

"Go straight up, and you will find the answer you want." This is what the bishop told him before he disappeared.

Willy was confused, what answer did he really want to know?

Randall, the Holy See, and Ignace?

There is undoubtedly a blood feud between Randall and the Holy See, but where is the root of the hatred?Is it the Valentines?

When did the Holy See originate?What is the relationship between the Holy See and the bishop?They want to enter Asgard at all costs, just to live forever?

But Asgard is a city that even time has died, how could it be possible to gain eternal life from here?

That is for the Bishop himself?The bishop has served as a cardinal in the Holy See for a long time, and the Holy See should know him very well. For example, his strength and his weak feelings should be clear.The Holy See still regards him as a heretic and hunts him down from thousands of miles away.

In Willie's view, this is undoubtedly a waste of effort.

And Ignace, who wants to know Ignas' past, wants to own his present and future.

The divine power of the Goddess of Fate flows through the spring of Urd. If he is near the spring and even drinks the water from the spring of Urd, can he know the past of Ignas.

Viri thought wildly, and in the end, he didn't know what he was thinking, but it made him feel like a mess.

He didn't know how long he had walked and how high he had climbed. Suddenly, he heard the sound of ding-dong-dong-dong spring water in his ears, which was the continuous water droplets hitting the smooth stone.

"Traveler lost in the torrent of time, why are you here?"

Viri looked to the right suddenly, and the clouds were lifted like a curtain, revealing three slim figures behind the clouds.

Three women with similar faces were looking up at him together. They were standing or sitting, and they were elegantly dressed with towering trees behind them. The crisp sound of water came from the gurgling stream beside them.

Their ages seem to be a little different. The youngest is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slightly immature face, while the oldest looks like an ordinary person in his 40s, with fine wrinkles on the corners of his eyes.

Behind them, the sky is very blue, like a huge sapphire, without a trace of impurities.

In the sapphire, a tall tree stands, and the stream flows all the way forward, and finally disappears in the roots of the tree.

Willie froze, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Traveler, why are you here?" The young woman with a pretty face who was about sixteen or seventeen years old asked again.Her voice is ethereal, clearer than the voice of spring water flowing, and it seems that all worries have been left behind in people's ears.

Willie came back to himself with mixed feelings as he saw the jugs of water in the hands of the women.

He immediately realized that the three women in front of him turned out to be the goddess of fate, the three Norn sisters.

"I come from the future thousands of years later." Facing the goddess of fate who knows the past, present and future, Viri deeply understands that there is nothing to hide, and the only way is to tell the truth.So he said cautiously, "I don't know why I appear here."

"Traveler, you are an honest man," said the goddess of the future, "I have seen you coming many years ago."

Willie: "I..."

The goddess in front of him always gave him a feeling of deja vu.

Where has he seen her.

Willie thought.

"My name is Skodi." Skodi lifted her skirt, stepped into the stream barefoot, and walked towards Veri, "If you lie, I will cut off your body after you tell the lie." head."

Viri's neck felt cold, knowing that the goddess was not joking.

Although she looks young, just looking at her face, she can even be called immature, but she is definitely not a character to get along with.

"But you told the truth, so I won't kill you," Skodi smiled slightly, and stood still in front of Viri, "I am the Valkyrie of Asgard, and I will protect Asgard from being violated and destroy."

Willie nodded silently: "Yes."

He finally recalled where this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from. It was in the Ymir Forest, next to the same sweet spring and World Tree.The young girl transformed into the Elf King is sitting on the root of the tree. Although her face is young, her eyes are filled with the vicissitudes of time and time.

"Good boy." Scotty said, "What do you want to know when you come here? Is it about fate?"

"I don't want to know anything." Willie said without hesitation.

Skodi was a little surprised: "You don't want to know anything?" Even the god king of Asgard would come to the fountain of Urd on purpose, looking for the three sisters of the goddess of fate, longing for fate A hint of reminder.

"I just want to know the past." Viri said softly, "The future is worth looking forward to because of the unknown. Even if the trajectory of my fate has been delineated from the moment I was born, I don't want to know."

"You want to know the past?" Scotty laughed, "Whose past do you want to know?"

"Ignas." Viri replied subconsciously. As soon as the words fell, he hurriedly said, "Ignas is not the protoss, but my lover."

"The scepter violet?" Scotty took what he didn't say.

Viri stared at her blankly, before he could say anything, he suddenly realized.The young girl in front of her is an out-and-out goddess who controls destiny, there is nothing she doesn't know.

The violet of the scepter can give birth to consciousness, even learn to like people, and have her own lover, of course she can also know.

So Willie had to nod silently again.

"The violet of the scepter is Ignace's partner," Scotty said, "bathed in the divine power of Ignace, she gradually has her own consciousness, but this newly born consciousness is too weak to distinguish between good and evil. Righteous and evil, from the day he was born, he has witnessed countless killings."

Viri said: "Ignas is a very gentle person."

Scotty laughed: "Of course he is a very gentle person, because our Ignas, before he died, gave Violet his perception of love and hate together."

"What?" Willie was shocked.

Scotty looked at him with a smile, but didn't speak.With a wave of her hand, the stagnant time and space suddenly came alive, and the green grass, clear spring, and blue sky were all dyed with vivid colors.

In the distance, a clear and clear youth shouted: "Sister Skodi, where are Wurd and the others?"

Willie turned around following the sound and saw a blond boy striding towards him.He was dressed in white, and he was followed by a white bird. Because he ran too fast, his beautiful face was tinged with a thin tinge of red.

Scotty waved at him: "Ignace, come here."

This is the bishop when he was young.

His facial features are exactly the same as his Ignace boyhood.Except for the hair color and eye color, Viri couldn't find any difference immediately.

Scoutie hugged the boy's shoulders and said softly, "Why are you here alone? Where's Ulysses?"

The young bishop couldn't hide his curiosity, and kept casting his gaze at Willy.

He muttered: "Ulysses and I were having a temper tantrum, and I had to let me eat the same dishes with him. I didn't like it, so I ran out to play by myself, and coaxed him when I went back. By the way, Scotty, who is he? Is it a newly born god?" He said a lot of words like a cannonball, full of lively.

Scotty chuckled lightly: "You ask him yourself."

The young bishop ran to Willy's side in a few steps. He was a bit shorter than Willy, but his momentum was quite embryonic.He frankly pulled Viri's sleeve, and asked curiously: "Are you a newly born god? I smell a strange breath from you."

The bishop wrinkled his nose, "It feels very close."

It's the breath of violets, Willie answered silently in his heart.

"I'm a human race," Viri shook his head, "I'm not a god."

"Human race?" The bishop was taken aback, "How did you get into Asgard?"

Viri was speechless, not knowing how to answer, and could only look at Skoti who was smiling all over his face as if asking for help.

"Okay, Ignace, my sisters and I have important things to do today, so I can't play spinning games with you," Scottie pointed to Viri, "Besides, I have something to do with him today Let’s say, how about we play again tomorrow?”

Ignas sighed: "But I don't want to go back and talk to Yuli, he is more stubborn than me."

"Then how about talking to Yulido for you after I'm done?" Scotty said softly.

Ignas' eyes lit up: "Then this is an agreement, you can't lie!"

"Of course I won't lie."

So the young bishop ran away again cheering, his figure was as vigorous as a newly grown lion, full of vigor and vitality.

For some reason, Viri could understand the conversation between them.

"Ulysses?" He caught a name from their conversation and asked involuntarily, "Ulysses, who is it?"

After watching Ignas leave, Skodi turned around and faced Viri again.

"Ulysses is the twin brother of Ignace," I heard Viriskoti say, "the two of them were born in this world at the same time, and each other is the most intimate existence in this world, just like me and my Same as the two sisters."

At this moment, all the forgotten fragments came to mind again.

Ignace, Ulysses.

——You have his smell on your body.

——What is your relationship with him?

--I miss you.

--Do not you miss me?How did your hair become this color, isn't gold beautiful?

The pope with the mask on.

The pope whose chin outline, face outline are exactly the same as the stone carving, and even his body shape is almost the same.

Yes, Bishop Ignace's younger brother, Ulysses, is the mysterious Pope.

The child's voice he heard before Urd was a conversation between two children.

"I am afraid."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid."

"Will you stay with me all the time?"

"I'll be with you until you don't need me."

"We are the closest existence to each other in this world, you are not allowed to lie to me."

"I kid you not."

That was the conversation between the bishop and the pope when they were hiding in Asgard after Ragnarok.The pope asked the bishop for a promise that he would always be with him.

Willie's mind was in such a mess that he barely knew what he was thinking.

Scotty looked at him: "You guessed it?"

Willie said shyly, "I see."

"Then you should go back to your world now," Scotty said, "someone is waiting for you there, waiting for you for a long, long time."

Goosebumps formed on Willie's back, and he didn't think it was good news.

It will not be the Pope, nor his Ignace, who awaits him.

Skodi waved her hand, and the vivid colors dimmed again: "Lost traveler, don't get lost in the torrent of time, you already know everything you can know, since you don't want to know your own destiny, the future road needs to be Go forward by yourself. Even if the ground is full of thorns, you will not fall down."

The jewel-like sky darkened, and the flowing spring stopped abruptly.

Viri looked around, seeing the rapidly fading surroundings, the clouds flowing towards him, quickly gathering, covering his vision.

Clouds wrapped him like a chrysalis.

He couldn't see anything.

Countless hours began to wash over his brain, both his and others'.Some of these memories are complete, while others are fragmented.

Willie couldn't help howling in pain.

The feeling of being washed away by memories is really uncomfortable. He has experienced many battles, even though he often endures pain that ordinary people can't bear, he still can't control his twitching limbs and blurting out shouts.

The warm light from the violet pendant on his chest silently trickled into his brain, soothing his distressed mind.

"Villi—" Ignace called out to him softly.

Viri became more conscious: "I'm here." He finally managed to say a few words, "Ig, have you been here just now?"

Yige in the pendant seemed to realize something, and quickly asked: "What did you just meet?"

"I—" Viri was about to answer, but found that his mouth was sealed, unable to mention any news related to the goddess of fate, the bishop, and the pope, "I—"

He tried many times, but still couldn't speak.

"You have walked the stairs in the clouds, Viri," said Ignace, "but when you reached the last step, you stopped suddenly, like a stone statue, without any movement."

Viri suddenly realized that perhaps his soul traveled through the torrent of time and returned to Asgard thousands of years ago.

"I'm fine," Viri reassured Ignas in turn, "I just learned something useful."

He vaguely generalizes his experience as knowing something useful.

This time, he was not silenced.

Ignas seemed relieved and urged him: "You have reached the White Tower, be careful."

A gust of wind blew, Viri raised his head, and finally saw the true face of the White Tower behind the drifting clouds.

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