dedicated to violets

"That's how you came out?" When I saw Yige again, he had completely transformed into a handsome adult man, he had lost his youthful youthfulness and slenderness, and was so dazzling that no one dared to look at him head-on.

At this time, the bishop was wearing a pitch-black cloak, his long golden hair was tied casually behind his head, and he had a lazy temperament all over his body, looking very leisurely.

"Yeah," the bishop poured himself a glass of wine with his face propped up. "Otherwise? Yuli should learn to grow up by himself. I have been by his side for so many years, and he has never grown up."

Alfred said, "You don't think Ulysses is going mad?"

The bishop blinked and said uncertainly: "Probably not, he has lived for so many years after all."

"I've lived too long," the bishop smiled wryly. "Although I still have a face in my 20s, I'm no longer a young man in my 20s."

"As a god, you are still very young."

"But the world doesn't need God anymore."

Alfred: "Then why are you?" Want to help Yuli become the Pope of the Holy See of Ogg?

Yige propped his face, his eyes fell to one side casually, and said in a rare confusion: "Actually, I don't know. Since I was a child, I will do my best to help Yuli whatever he wants. He is my favorite." Brother, but I found that he will never grow up like this."

Yuli was still like a child, treating him as his own and following him every step of the way.

"Do you remember a long time ago when I told you about my dream?"

"Look at the atrium."

Yige nodded slowly: "I want to take a look at the atrium, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

He also wants to go back to Asgard, where he grew up, and find the will of the gods that dissipated during the twilight of the gods. There are too many things he wants to do.He spent too little time living for himself. Except for the carefree youth, in his long life, he almost repeated boring things.

"I support all your decisions," said Alfred. "How is Violet?"

Speaking of his staff Violet, Yige's expression suddenly became subtle.

He said worriedly, "Al, I have a question for you about Igg."

"what?"

"Do you think the staff can cast magic by itself?"

Alfred glared at him.

Yige looked back without showing any weakness.

Alfred said solemnly: "The archbishop in red, Your Excellency Ignace, I think you need to get a good night's sleep."

Yige sighed, and didn't know how to explain to Alfred, so he could only walk out of Alfred's house resentfully with his staff Violet.

He went to visit Jin, his good friend who became the Elf King, and after having a meal, he refused the Elf King's retention and left the Ymir Forest.

To the north of the Misty Forest, and also to the north of the Tulip Empire, there is a large sea of ​​violets.

Yige traveled long distances and walked alone in the wilderness to find the lush and magnificent sea of ​​flowers.

The wind in the wilderness swirls low, blowing his long hair and cloak. It is the spring when all things are revived, and even the wilderness is full of vitality.

Yige walked all the way, watched all the way, stopped and walked, and slept in the open.Finally, when summer was approaching, he found the wilderness that he had never forgotten many years ago.

Here is Air Wright.

Large tracts of violets are in full bloom, swaying in the wind, like an undulating ocean, and the petals are sprinkled to the sky, which is too beautiful to behold.Yige stood in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers and let the wind blow his cloak off. He watched the sun gradually set behind the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the sky was dyed a magnificent purple and blue.

"It's beautiful," he sighed.

But it took him so long to see it.

The staff buzzed, as if in response.

Yi Ge laughed: "Do you also think this place is beautiful? That's right, your name is Violet, and you look like Violet too."

Yige discovered the strangeness of the staff two years ago.He would secretly cast some innocuous little spells while he wasn't paying attention. Although it wouldn't cause any major harm, it would always give him a headache.

It was only later that Yige realized that the staff seemed to have a consciousness of its own.

Although silly, like a two- or three-year-old child, it also brought Ig a lot of fun.

"I don't know when you will grow up." Yige put the staff beside him, "I have raised Yuli, and I want to raise you. Am I born with the destiny of raising children?"

He said, laughing to himself, "No wonder Sister Scotty didn't say a word about my fate. The fate of only having children sounds really scary."

……

The Pope withdrew his hand solemnly, and looked at the black-haired young man in front of him in surprise.

Why did he read only his brother's memories?

Could it be that brother's soul is sleeping in this person's body?So even Violet the Scepter, who was rebellious and whose whereabouts have been unknown for a long time, stayed obediently by his side.

The Pope frowned. He remembered that the black-haired young man's name was Viri.

After the memory is read, the person who was read will become more or less stupid, or take him back to the Holy See, observe for a period of time, and see what is the relationship between him and his brother?

In fact, the Pope already has seven or eight points in his mind.

No matter what, this person must be kept temporarily. Only by keeping him can he find the trace of his brother.

Viri's blue eyes were empty and lifeless, and his handsome face became very stiff, as if he had lost his soul.

The Pope took the body of Bishop Yige back into the space he created, then picked up Willie's clothes, and disappeared into the tower in a flash.

Sean dozed off boredly in the tent, while Mason and Alfred were talking about something, when suddenly the ground shook violently.

Mason rushed into the tent, dragged Sean out, and said anxiously, "Sean, come with me, something happened to Asgard!"

Sean's drowsiness immediately ran away. He shook his head, stood up quickly, and rushed towards the Rainbow Bridge with Mason: "What happened?"

boom boom --

One after another loud noises exploded one after another, and countless people fled. The magicians of the empire were at a loss, only feeling something shaking under their feet.

Alfred stood beside the body of the patron saint at the bridgehead, orderly commanding the retreat of the crowd.

His expression was very serious. Seeing Sean and Mason who finally ran over, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly urged: "Asgard will be destroyed soon, you guys get out!"

Sean said, "What about you?"

"Villi's still in there," said Alfred, "I'm going to find him."

Sean looked at Mason again: "What about you?"

"Windini hasn't come back either," Mason looked at Sean apologetically, "She is my older sister, and I must bring her back to Ymir safely."

Sean was laughed at by the two people: "Veri is my friend, should I run away?"

Just as he finished speaking, there was another earth-shattering loud noise.

The three looked at the source of the sound at the same time.

The sky pillars of cloud and mist hanging down in the distance dissipated silently, revealing the lodging world tree in the clouds and mist.The trunk and branches have withered into an ominous scorched black, and a white tower stands in front of the World Tree.It is suspended and sits in a lake.

"That's the bell tower?" Alfred finally saw the appearance of the tower clearly. He cried out in his heart and urged loudly, "No, quickly withdraw to the Rainbow Bridge!"

The air suddenly became heavy.

A terrifying coercion swept over, the sky was instantly gloomy, and dark clouds piled up on the horizon. Except for Alfred, everyone's breathing began to be short of breath.

Alfred raised his head and looked at the tall tower with extremely complicated emotions in his eyes.

This was probably the first time they had met in so many years.

"Long time no see, Alfred." A deep and pleasant male voice sounded in the air.

The space was distorted, and even the temple became blurred. The figure of the pope gradually became clear. He took a step forward and appeared in everyone's sight.

The pope was still wearing a mask, and his aura was astonishing. The gold thread embroidered on the red clothes seemed to be shining.

As soon as he appeared, the nearby mages all turned pale and hardly dared to breathe.

Seeing the unconscious Willy in his hands, Alfred's face suddenly turned ugly: "Ulysses, let go of the man in your hand."

"Let go?" Pope Ulysses raised the corners of his lips as if hearing something funny, "Why should I let him go? You value him so much, so is he very important to you?"

Alfred frowned: "Yuli, what exactly do you want to do?"

Alfred still remembers the first time he met the twins, Ignace and Ulysses.The two boys, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, had blond hair and blue eyes, were born exactly alike, and both had surprisingly delicate faces.Of the two of them, one is confident and jumpy, the other is shy and reticent.

Ulysses always hides behind Ignas, showing his eyes timidly, looking at everything around him.

From the very beginning, Alfred knew that Yuli was very clingy to Igger.

Only in front of Yige, Yuli would act like a baby, and then talk non-stop.

Yige is Yuli's nemesis.

However, Yige has passed away suddenly, and Yuli, who lost his brother, seems to have become very different over the long years.

"The elves seem to have a lot to do with this person. Of course I want to take such an interesting person back to study." He smiled at Alfred and said lightly, "I'm afraid my brother didn't tell you, Ah What is this snow-capped mountain under Sgard. I wish you a happy time."

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