dedicated to violets

Looking at this face that was exactly the same as Ignace's, showing such a lost expression, Viri couldn't bear it, and even wondered if he had answered wrong.

He couldn't help apologizing: "I'm sorry."

The bishop said, "What's there to apologize for?" He quickly recovered his previous vitality and put on a bright and lovable smile, "I've been chatting with you for so long, and you don't find it annoying. You are so kind."

It was the first time that Wei Li was praised so much, and he was quite flattered.

The bishop said: "But you can't stay here, you should go back to your world. In your world, there will be people who miss you."

Yes, in his world, someone will miss him.

Willie braced his knees and stood up straight again.

He said, "Yes, but I don't know how to go back now?"

The bishop said: "Since I sent you here in the future, it means that I will definitely be able to send you back."

"Why do you think so?"

"Because the future me is also me." The bishop said convincingly, and comforted him by the way, "Don't worry, I will figure out a way."

Viri looked around. He chatted with the bishop for a long time, but he didn't see anyone else.In the distance, white clouds seem to hang down to the ground, and there are huge shadows of trees looming in the clouds.There are many majestic temples standing in the wilderness where the white clouds are falling, and there are palaces where the gods live.

"I should also go back to Yuli," the bishop patted his hand, "otherwise he should be in a hurry."

Willy looked sideways at the bishop's pretty face, remembering what he had said earlier.

——I like Yuli very much.

If the pope is the bishop's younger brother Yuli, how could the two brothers end up against each other?

They obviously depended on each other for life together, and went through the most difficult days after Ragnarok, why did they part ways when they were safe?

Even the pope seems to have no idea that the bishop is dead.

"Although I can't think of a way to let you go back for the time being, are you willing to go back with me to rest?" the bishop asked him, "You look tired and haven't had a good rest. Am I so ruthless when I grow up?"

Viri thought to himself, I don't know anything else, but ruthless is indeed ruthless.

And it was ruthless in the sense of the fact that the bishop gave Ignas his emotional ability.

From then on, Ignas gradually learned to be sad and happy.

Viri couldn't help his nose sore, he could almost imagine the demeanor of the bishop when he was alive.

The young bishop in front of him was still talking with a smile on his face, but Willie felt a sense of loss.

He followed the bishop back to the place where he and Yuli lived, which turned out to be the temple of the three Norn sisters.

"Sister Skodi and the others don't belong to the gods of Asgard." Ignas took Viri to the magnificent temple next to the World Tree. The spring of Urd flowed past the temple, standing At the spring, Viri seems to be able to feel the mysterious power of the goddess of fate.

The bishop continued: "She brought Yuli and me back, ah - Yuli hasn't come back yet!"

He opened his legs and ran around in the huge temple, looking for traces of Ulysses. Viri stayed where he was, raised his head, and looked at the decoration of the temple.In the murals on the dome of the temple, he saw large expanses of violets and a cross in the center of the violets.

The shape of this temple is horribly familiar.

The bishop searched around but couldn't find Ulysses, and returned angrily.

"What are you looking at?" He asked curiously when he found that Viri raised his head and hadn't moved for a long time.

Willie murmured, "The violets, and the cross in the violets."

"How do you know that these flowers are called violets? Will these flowers be everywhere in the future?" the bishop wondered.

Willie didn't know how to answer.

The bishop saw his embarrassment and thoughtfully changed the subject, saying: "Those crosses are eternal crosses. The ring and the cross represent the sky and the earth respectively."

Before the bishop finished speaking, he was interrupted by a child's voice suddenly: "Brother!"

A small figure with blond hair and white clothes rushed into the arms of the bishop like a whirlwind, and two children of similar stature fell to the ground with a loud bang.Viri rushed forward, trying to protect the two brothers, but found nothing.

The bishop stood up grinning, looking safe and sound.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," he muttered, not knowing whether he was comforting Viri or himself, "Yuli, get down quickly, it's so heavy."

Ulysses raised his head, with tears in his eyes: "I can't find you no matter what."

The bishop said distressedly: "Yuli, we can't always be together, sometimes I want to play alone."

Ulysses said dissatisfiedly, "You just hate me."

"I don't hate you," said the bishop, "you are my brother, how can I hate you?"

Viri finally saw Ulysses' face clearly, and it was exactly like the bishop.

It's just that the expressions of the two are not very similar. Even if they have the same face, they can still accurately distinguish the difference between the two brothers.Even though the bishop was still an immature child, his personality had begun to emerge, exactly the same as the adult bishop who was dozing under the shade of a tree.

As for Ulysses, Viri couldn't find the exact words to describe it for a while.

It just feels weird.

The bishop tried his best to turn his head, trying to give Veri a look for help, but was caught by Ulysses.

"Is there anyone else in the temple?" Ulysses asked suspiciously, "otherwise how do you look around?"

The bishop categorically denied: "No."

Ulysses raised his head and looked straight at where Viri was: "Is that there?"

His eyes were as cold as a child's, and his blue eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Viri couldn't help shuddering, like prey aware of the predator's presence.

The bishop was not very happy, and shouted in a low voice: "Yuli! Don't go too far, you have been like this all the time, and I may really not want to play with you in the future!"

Ulysses muttered: "I don't believe it, you said you wouldn't abandon me." But the body moved away honestly, although it seemed unwilling.

Viri watched the two brothers quarreling, probably because Ulysses insisted on staying with the bishop, wishing they could stick together all the time. The bishop would complain occasionally, but he still let him do whatever he wanted.

Until Asgard also ushered in the night, and the twins slept in each other's arms.

Viri glanced at the sleeping twins, and then went straight to the fountain of Urd, where Skodi was reading a book by the spring by the moonlight, wearing a thin veil to cover her beautiful face.

Willie wasn't sure if she could see herself.

He couldn't help but look at the goddess under the moonlight again and again, and found that the goddess didn't seem to notice his existence at all.

Viri couldn't hide his disappointment, and was about to turn around and leave, but he heard Scottie say abruptly, "Did you see him?"

"Can you see me?" Willie turned around in shock, "Then why didn't you speak before?"

"I am in charge of the future, weaving the thread of life, of course I can see you," Scotty untied the veil and smiled slightly, "This time Ignat sent you here on purpose, it seems that he wants you to know what."

"I don't know." Willie whispered, "Actually, I'm still a little bit at a loss."

Scottie said, "Then follow your heart."

boom--

A loud noise exploded in Viri's ear, and Vili's mind suddenly went blank, and the scene in front of him became distorted again.In a trance, he heard Ulysses' voice, faintly crying.

"I can't find you anyway."

"I don't believe it, you said you wouldn't abandon me."

The immature child's voice finally turned into the deep voice of an adult man: "But he still abandoned me."

Viri opened his eyes suddenly, and found himself standing in a transparent room.

There were huge windows on all sides, and the light filled the whole room. The cold wind blew through his sleeves, making him shiver and his head became clearer.

Here is the top of the tower.

He unexpectedly climbed to the top floor without knowing it.

The clouds outside the window became one piece, and the sky turned into a magnificent ark color.Right in front of Viri, a surprisingly handsome man was sleeping.He was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, his long blond hair was winding down, a little hanging on his chest.His brows were peaceful, as if he was asleep.

Bishop Ignace.

Viri called out the man's name in his heart. The child who was still alive and kicking in front of his eyes not long ago turned into a lifeless adult man in a blink of an eye. The huge gap made him unable to recover instantly.

"You are Viri?" A familiar voice sounded in his ear.

He had heard this voice before. It was low, sweet, and soft in tone.

—but it made him shudder.

The red silk was like a waterfall falling from the sky, passing before his eyes, and the dazzling blond hair was brighter than the sun.He passed by Viri and walked directly to the "sleeping" bishop.

"He's still the same as before," the pope said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the bishop, "he hasn't changed in all these years."

The Pope still wears a mask, revealing only his clean and delicate chin.

The eyes behind the mask showed regret, and he wanted to reach out to smooth the wrinkles on the bishop's coat, but was blocked by an invisible force.

The Pope gritted his teeth and growled angrily, "You always keep it from me!"

Viri couldn't move, his whole body was imprisoned, and he could only watch the Pope's every move in silence.

Ignas disappeared, and no matter how Viri called him, he couldn't get a response.Only the heart on the chest was scorching hot, as if there was a flame burning there.

The Pope finally raised his head and looked at Willy: "I have seen you."

"Who was that person next to you at that time?" The Pope said coldly, stretching out his hand to strangle Viri's neck, "Why is he exactly the same as Ignace?"

"Huh?" Before Viri could speak, he suddenly felt a familiar force.

He let go of his hand, opened Viri's skirt, and pulled out the violet pendant hidden on Viri's body.

"This is?" The Pope looked at Violet and suddenly smiled.

He looked at Viri with great interest, "The scepter Violet is on your body, who are you?" He said, while putting Violet in his arms, the familiar white light condensed in the palm of his hand, it was a memory read of magic.

Viri was shocked, but couldn't escape at all.With absolute strength, he is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he can only watch the white light approach his eyes and cover his forehead.

The Pope's expression was indifferent, and fragmentary pictures flashed in the light, which could hardly be seen by human eyes.

The familiar past appeared in front of his eyes, and a crack finally appeared on the pope's indifferent expression.

Viri was clearly aware that he was dreaming.

In the temple, two men stood facing each other, both dressed in red, with the same handsome face, and the same blond hair and blue eyes.

"Yuli, I came here just to tell you that I want to leave." The bishop said unhurriedly, "You don't need me anymore. For so many years, I have fulfilled my promise and stayed by your side, but Now, I want to be alone—"

"I won't allow it." The Pope endured patience and listened to the bishop's words before he hurriedly interrupted, "What's so interesting about the atrium? I can accompany you."

"No." The bishop's eyes were gentle and firm, "I have always respected all your decisions, established the Auger Holy See, and helped you become the Pope. Now that your wish has been fulfilled, it's time for me to pursue mine."

The pope grabbed the bishop's sleeve and said stubbornly, "Ignace, you promised me!"

He looked at the bishop beggingly, with tears in his eyes, exactly the same as when he was a child.

But the bishop did not soften his heart. He looked at the pope, looked at the tears in the corner of his eyes, wiped them away with his hand, and said softly, "Yuli, you have grown up." He withdrew his hand, turned and left without hesitation .

The bishop's footsteps echoed in the empty temple, one after another, like rain beating leaves, deserted and silent.

At this moment, Viri seemed to be able to feel the bishop's relief from the shackles and the sadness in the pope's heart.

The picture blurred, and when it became clear again, the scene had changed. In the vast green forest, two half-grown teenagers were squatting beside a tree.They all tied high ponytails and wore ordinary adventurer clothes.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Yuli poked his head curiously.

"I'm studying how to enter Ymir." The bishop replied, holding a branch in his hand, as if he was drawing a magic circle, "I have studied the Ymir forest before, but it is actually a separate space, as long as I If you can find the edge of the space, you can go in."

"What can you do in Ymir?"

"Don't you want to see the elves and dwarves?" The bishop smiled slyly, "I am very interested in them. At Ragnarok, Ymir was safe and sound, there must be something unusual."

He finished the magic circle neatly, then stood up and clapped his hands like he did when he was a child.

"Okay." The bishop was full of confidence, and stretched out his hand to pull Yuli up, "Yuli, stand behind me, don't be hurt by space debris."

Yuli quickly hid behind the bishop, obediently like a kitten.

"I heard that the dwarves are the best at forging weapons. If I can meet a dwarf who is good at forging, then I will make a lot of money," the bishop mumbled, "That was my dream before, by the way, Yuli, you have What wish?"

Yuli grabbed the bishop's sleeve and whispered, "I don't know."

"Then think about it slowly, and tell me after you think it over, I'll help you realize it together," the bishop said with a smile on his face, "now follow me to explore Ymir!"

He held the branch, tapped the magic circle on the ground, and activated the divine power on his body.

Immediately, the lines of the magic circle glowed with brilliant purple light, and the strong wind howled, causing the nearby leaves to shake wildly.

The bishop was as motionless as a clock, and the strong wind could not affect him at all. There was a piercing cutting sound, as if two pieces of iron were rubbing against each other.

A star-like point of light appeared in front of the two of them.

In the middle of the light spot, a vortex was slowly formed.

The bishop's eyes lit up: "I found it!"

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