dedicated to violets

Viri slowly changed into the priest's white robe, imitating the appearance of a young man, and tied his long hair with a ribbon.In the corner of the room, there is a life-sized mirror. Willie stands in front of the mirror and stares at himself in the mirror.

The man in the mirror looked to be in his 20s, with black hair and blue eyes, handsome.The fly in the ointment is that there are two bruises under the eyes, the skin is pale, and it looks a little weak.Viri looked at it silently for a while, then withdrew his gaze, lowered his head to tidy up his sleeves and inappropriate parts.

After making sure that he was dressed properly, Viri opened the door a crack, tapped a few times, and said, "I've changed, please come in."

The young man who had been waiting outside the door came in quickly.

"You look good in this outfit." The young man closed the door and looked up and down at Vili who had changed his clothes. "You just woke up today, so take a good rest. We will continue to revise the parchment tomorrow."

Scrolls?

"I don't remember anything." Willie frowned unconsciously, and said distressedly, "Did we know each other before I lost my memory? I seem to have seen you before, and I am very familiar."

Hearing his words, the young man was stunned for a moment, he pursed his lips, then smiled, and said lightly, "I actually forgot to introduce myself."

"My name is Abel, your good friend." Abel stretched out his hand, "You may not remember, but we are very good friends. When I was young, I often borrowed your notes to copy."

Willie: "Really?"

"Yes," Abel said, "you suffered a head injury in the battle and were unconscious for many days, so you lost your memory. Do you remember your name?"

"What's my name?" Willie shook his head, "I don't remember."

"Neil, your name is Neil." Abel stared at him and paused, "Please remember this name."

Abel undoubtedly has a pleasing face, and his exact age cannot be judged at all with his eyes alone.

He looks very young, about 20 years old, with baby fat on his face and clean eyes.When he said the name "Neil", his expression was solemn and serious, diluting the childishness brought by his appearance, and made Viri straighten his back involuntarily, realizing that the young man in front of him was a very serious adult.

"Okay." Willie nodded slowly, promising, "I'll remember."

Abel heaved a sigh of relief, and put on a smiling face again, with dimples on his cheeks looming: "There is a baptism ceremony today, and a group of believers' children are about to join the Holy See. Are you interested in going to see it?"

Seeing that Wei Li looked confused, Abel explained to him in a few words.

The baptism ceremony is a ceremony to establish a relationship with the Holy See. Accepting the baptism means swearing that you will dedicate your body and mind to the God of Ogg.Willie doesn't understand that a baby who is still in its infancy doesn't know the so-called gods at all, and maybe he doesn't want to believe in gods when he grows up, so what should he do?

He thought so, and asked the same question: "If the baby grows up and doesn't want to continue to believe in God Ogg—"

"It's absolutely impossible," Abel interrupted his question, and soon he smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, I was rude, but the situation you asked is almost impossible."

"Almost?" Viri chewed the word, inexplicably aware of a deep meaning.

Abel laughed and said, "Because among tens of millions of people, there will always be one or two exceptions."

"Then what happened to them?"

"It's all gone." Abel said lightly, he turned his head slightly, and a few strands of hair hung down mischievously, blocking his eyes.

Viri keenly caught the flash of water in his eyes in the gap.

He was sad, did Abel know such a person?

"Let's not talk about that," Abel cleared up his emotions quickly, and his smiling face recovered in the blink of an eye. "The baptism ceremony is held in the church. As priests, we can observe but cannot make a sound. If you are not interested in the ceremony , we can hang out elsewhere."

After the two reached an agreement, they tidied up a bit and left the room one after the other.

Outside is a spacious corridor, whether you look to the left or to the right, you can't see the end.There is a window on the wall facing the door, and outside the window is a group of pointed buildings, shaded by trees, and white pigeons fly across the blue sky.

Viri saw a pure white tower behind the complex, covered with a layer of colorful light, it was too beautiful to behold.

"That's the sanctuary," said Abel, "where His Majesty the Pope lives and works."

His Majesty the Pope.

This name circled around in Wei Li's mind, like a stone thrown into a lake, splashing circles of ripples.

The corridors are exquisitely decorated, with gorgeous patterns painted everywhere, and there is a window every three meters, and bouquets of flowers are placed between the windows.Maybe it was daytime, except for the two of them, there were no other priests in the corridor.Every door was tightly closed, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the huge corridor, making it seem inexplicably lonely.

After walking for about a hundred meters, Viri finally saw an arch, and outside the arch was a marble sculpture, carving a veiled slender girl.The green grass spread out to both sides, and Viri's eyes could not use it.

"I never told you that this is the holy city, and we are in the core area of ​​the holy city."

They walked forward along the spacious stone path in the center of the lawn. When they walked on the stone path, Vili suddenly looked back. The tall tower stood in the center of the axis. square together in his arms.

"It's so strange," Viri murmured, "It's so familiar, I seem to have seen such a scene somewhere."

Abel smiled and said, "Of course you have, you just lost your memory. We used to walk this way when we were young."

"Really?" Viri asked back, "This is where the priest lives. Since we were young, it should be in a monastery."

Abel withdrew his smile, looked at him, his eyes were deep, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Viri touched his face, wondering if he had said something wrong just now.

"You're right," Abel said with a dry voice, "When we were young, we lived in a monastery, not here."

His clear eyes were full of emotions that Viri couldn't understand, restrained and deep, like the turbulent undercurrent under the sea, so surging that it was unbearable.

Viri felt uncomfortable as if his heart was being pinched.

There is expectation in Abel's eyes, and Viri clearly realizes in his heart that he cannot respond to this expectation.Even if he didn't know exactly what Abel expected.

After walking all the way to the square at the end of the stone road, Vili realized that the core area of ​​the so-called holy city was a floating island.Standing on the edge of the island, you can overlook the entire holy city.There are row upon row of houses made of stone, the waterfall is slanted down, the sound of splashing water washes over the ears, and a huge rainbow spans over the waterfall.

Moisture moistened the faces of the two of them, and Viri raised his arms and gently wiped his cheeks.

The breeze blows head-on, dispelling the heat brought by the sun's rays.He looked up,

"I'm a little tired," Viri looked at the majestic cityscape outside the holy city for a while, his legs were numb and his body was exhausted, so he said to Abel, "Is there a place nearby to sit and rest?"

"Of course there is," said Abel.

Under the leadership of Abel, Willie came to a remote corner. There was a two-story building hidden in the maple forest. It was also made of marble. Yellow, looks very simple.The afterglow of the years flows quietly in this library.

"This used to be a monastery for young believers to study," Abel took out a brass key from his pocket, and the door was slowly pushed open with the crisp sound of the bolt being snapped open, "Later, because the place was too small, we moved Go elsewhere, this place is used to put the books replaced by the main library, it can be regarded as half of the library."

Viri followed behind him and stepped into the dusty building.

The dome is extremely high, and the skylight is a large piece of glass painted with stories about some gods.The walls on both sides were hollowed out, and bookshelves were inlaid. On the bookshelves, parchments and thread-bound books were placed in categories, and some were piled up on the ground.And in the corner of the house, there is a desk with manuscripts, books, ink, and quills piled up messily.

Willie was slightly taken aback, feeling that the layout of this room looked familiar.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun shone through the skylight, revealing only a little bit of hazy light.

Abel spread his hands and spoke a long incantation.

He had a nice voice, and the mantras sounded like he was singing, ethereal and melodious.A twilight light emerged quietly at his fingertips, and then grew bigger and brighter, like a bright full moon.Abel raised his hand suddenly, and the "full moon" floated lightly to the center of the dome, illuminating the whole room.

"There are too many parchments and books here, so we can't use candles, nor can we use the fire magic lamps that are popular outside." Abel looked up at the "full moon" above his head, "so it can only be illuminated in this way."

Even if he doesn't remember the past, Viri knows the magic of this magic.

"Did you create it yourself?"

Abel shook his head: "Of course not." He and Willie walked to the desk. Behind the desk were two narrow beds. The head of the bed was against the wall, and there was a gap between them. Pillows and quilts were all available and cleaned up. tidy.

Willie: "This..."

"If you're sleepy, lie down on the bed and rest." Abel raised his chin and pointed to the narrow bed. He deftly dug out the tea set from the wooden cabinet by the table, and explained to himself without asking, " Usually I want to be clean, so I apply to the bishop to come here to revise the classics, and occasionally I will sleep here when I am too busy."

"You said that I'm going to revise the classics tomorrow, aren't we together? Did I sleep in that bed?"

"You're not the same as what I revised," Abel panicked for a moment, "You're much faster than me, I'm stupid, and I haven't finished correcting the one in my hand yet. You only come here to sleep occasionally."

Willie nodded thoughtfully.

As keen as him, of course he caught Abel's embarrassment just now.He didn't feel any malice from this young man, and he didn't intend to target him, so Viri changed the subject thoughtfully: "Can I have a look at the classics I revised before?"

Abel smiled wryly: "I'm afraid it won't work. After the revision is over, our manuscript will be collected by the deacon and sent to the bishop in charge of the classics."

The bishops in the Holy See are divided into many levels, the highest being the Cardinal Archbishop under the Pope, also known as the Patriarch.The next is the cardinal, because the attire is mostly red, also known as the cardinal.There are many classes under the cardinal, and there are so many names, even Abel struggled to remember.

"I just don't remember their names, so I'm not welcome," Abel said helplessly, "Fortunately, I was not completely forgotten because of you."

"I?"

"Yes," Abel poured the brewed tea into the cup, with a sincere smile on his face, "You are very talented, everyone thinks that you will be the next bishop candidate, and His Majesty the Pope also values ​​you very much, often Sending you out to complete important tasks."

Abel handed the teacup to Willy: "The tea you like, you have been out for too long this time, I am afraid that the tea leaves will get wet, so I can't drink it."

Viri took the teacup with both hands, and looked down at the dark red tea, which looked like diluted blood.

He felt a little uncomfortable listening to Abel's words, his throat was dry and he couldn't speak, so he could only respond in silence.

"How is it? Is it delicious? Has my tea-making skills deteriorated?"

"Hmm." Viri nodded vaguely, coping with it indiscriminately.Abel's concern was not for him, but for the real "Neil".

He would not make a mistake in his judgment. The name Neil was not a random fabrication, but a real person.

The emotion that Abel just showed was too real to be false. There was indeed such a person, and he did carefully keep his favorite tea for this person.

It's just that I don't know why, I will give this name to Viri.

After drinking tea, instead of running away, Viri's sleepiness became more menacing.

"Do you want to sleep?" Abel was sorting out the parchments and manuscripts. When he heard the yawn, he said without raising his head, "Go five steps to the bed, and there is a secret door behind the bookshelf. After entering, there is a hot spring for you to take a bath in." , go to bed after taking a shower."

spa!

Viri cheered up, and according to Abel's words, he found the mechanism of the secret door.

click-

The mechanism turned, and the bookshelf slowly moved out of the wall, revealing a door behind it. Viri looked at it without blinking, and saw the bright light inside the door.

The simple wall lamp emits dazzling light, and Weili can clearly see the dense water vapor two or three meters away.A transparent wall kept the water vapor out, so that Viri didn't feel the heat of the hot spring.

He looked back at Abel: "What is that transparent wall?"

"That—" Abel raised his head quickly, "It's a space magic, you can just walk in, it won't block you."

Viri cautiously stretched out his index finger and touched the transparent wall lightly.

Then he didn't touch anything, but his fingers pierced the wall, and the wall rippled, like fingers lightly touching the surface of water, and then he took a big step, and the whole person stepped over.

The heat and steam rushed to the head and face together.

Reminiscent of what Abel said just now, Viri quickly realized that this is a space constructed with magic, and the medium is the bookshelf.Stones, shrubs, and flowers are placed in an orderly manner by the hot spring, and the starry sky above is shining. Before long, a cool breeze blows to drive away the heat.

Viri was very sleepy, and with amnesia, he knew little about magic, so he didn't think about the power of space constructors.

He quickly took off his clothes and shoes and socks, and stacked them on the stones by the hot spring.He leaned over to look at his reflection in the spring, only to find that there was a vague imprint on his chest in the spring.

He lowered his head and checked his chest, which was smooth and fair.I went to look at the spring again, but the mark was still there.

The wind blows away the mist on the water surface, and as the mist disappears, the imprint is no longer blurred and gradually becomes clear.

Viri saw a brand of petals.

—Lifelike violets.

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