dedicated to violets

On the day Viri left, it rained for the first time in the capital.

The downpour blurred the street view, and the train station was much deserted. Alfred came here to see him off.

Willie is holding an umbrella, carrying a piano case in his hand, and all luggage is packed in the storage space.Snowy Owl squatted on his shoulder, trying to make her round body look smaller.

Bean-sized raindrops knocked out ripples in the puddles, and Viri raised his head slightly, looking at the gray sky.

As this moment approaches, reluctance will still rise in his heart.

Up to now, half of his life has been spent in Manak.This bustling city retains his happiness and sorrow.The wharf is not far from the train station. Due to the sudden heavy rain, the busy workers and crew at the wharf disappeared, and the coastline was deserted.

"The holy city is just across the sea," Alfred beside him said abruptly, "it's hidden deep and hidden, so we haven't been able to find its location."

"Then how did you find it?" Willie said.

Alfred said: "That young man named Abel..."

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface like a continuous drumbeat.

It was only then that Willie learned of Abel's life experience. He was the illegitimate son of the King of the Duchy of Brussels and a certain countess who had an affair. forced to become believers.He is extremely talented in spiritual magic, and is also extremely sensitive to related magic traces. He has not been bewitched by the Holy See since he was a child, and has always maintained his true heart, and he can perfectly conceal his mood.

Because of his outstanding talent, he seems to be loyal.

"Randall and him are good friends. After Abel accidentally discovered the disguise of the temple and met Yige's remaining consciousness, they took the initiative to act as the people who filled the plan."

Because of his outstanding talent, he seems to be loyal.

He is highly regarded by the cardinal, and helped Randall's layout by revising the title of the classics.

The way to the holy city lies in Randall's bones.Alfred couldn't bear it, and when he reburied his bones with Sean, he discovered the secret hidden in his bones.

And Abel, who was far away in the Holy City, inherited Randall's will the moment he died.

After Viri was arrested, he tried his best to win the position of Viri's watcher, hid Randall's notes in the false library, and quietly guided Vili to recall the past in his dream.

On the day of the baptism, Abel forged a seamless illusion with his life, helped Viri escape to the temple, and awakened Bishop Yige.And he himself burned his life, turned into a gentle wind, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"They're good boys," Alfred sighed.

Willie nodded slightly: "Yeah."

Randall was finally buried with Abel next to the tomb of the Valentines, in the Ymir Forest.A family separated for hundreds of years is finally reunited.

Willie bought a ticket and waved goodbye to Alfred.

There were very few people on the train. After checking the tickets, Weili sat quietly on the sofa in the private room, staring at the rain marks left by the glass windows.The snowy owl came over affectionately and rubbed his cheek with its beak: "Veri, Veri, it's fine."

The capital outside the window was shrouded in rain, and the pier, high-rise buildings, and even the distant palace and bell tower were all blurred together.The sound of rain passed through the glass and fell clearly in his and Snowy Owl's ears.

Willie: "I'm just, a little excited, I can't contain myself."

He gazed at the rainscapes, which distorted and distorted in his vision.For a while, at the graduation ceremony, he personally put on the laurel crown for Randall; for a while, he was sitting in the library, looking at Abel's thin back thoughtfully.The sacrifice of the two of them made Vili feel mixed, and felt lost.

Snowy Owl said, "Everything will be fine."

Willie muttered back: "Yes, everything will be fine."

The train rumbled away, and he heard the sharp whistle again, and the heat was suffocating the rainwater falling from the sky.This steel carriage galloped along the rails.

The capital gradually went away, and the rain gradually stopped.

The train travels across vast plains with occasional rolling hills on the horizon.

They broke into the overwhelming gold.

When the wheat is ripe, the wheat fields turn into a magnificent golden color. In the wind, the waves of the wheat rise and fall like a vast ocean.Willie stared blankly at the boundless wheat fields, the red-roofed houses passing by in the wheat fields, and the scarecrows guarding the fields.

He finally saw the wheat field with his own eyes.

Not a dream, nor someone else's memory, but real, golden wheat fields.

The waves of wheat are surging and stretching into the distance, and there are flocks of birds flying in the blue sky. Everything looks the best.

He dozed off on the train and dreamed repeatedly, in which there were endless flower fields, snow-white cottages, and vivid violets on the walls.

Seventeen days later, he arrived at Fast, the city of mercenaries.

He needs to buy a horse in Fast so that he can ride on the road.

Fast didn't seem to be affected by the previous war at all. After Xiao En resigned as the president of the mercenary guild, he disappeared.

Viri found a tavern familiarly, and spent a gold coin to inquire about the news.

The president sitting in the seat now is a young girl.

Viri was a little surprised: "Girl?"

"Yeah, a red-haired girl with a bad temper and an excellent fire magician." A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Viri was taken aback and turned his head suddenly.

Sean stood behind him with a smile and waved to him.

Long time no see, Sean looks rough and casual, with blond hair tied up casually, unruly clothes, and a circle of blue stubble around his mouth.

"Sean!" Willie exclaimed in surprise.

"Long time no see, Viri." Sean opened his arms and hugged him, "In the Holy City, you fainted before we met. Fortunately, you are alive and safe."

Then he stroked the snowy owl on Willie's shoulder, "And you, snowy owl, good morning."

The snowy owl howled a few times with dignity, and stroked Xiao En's face with the tips of its wings in response.

"Why are you in Fast?" Willie wondered.

Sean turned his head and made a gesture to the people outside the tavern gate: "Didn't we agree to find someone to pay the bills? Mason and I will be flower farmers, and you and Ignas will grow flowers."

Willie laughed dumbfounded: "So you keep it in mind." He glanced outside the door and saw Mason standing there. When he noticed Willie's gaze, Mason turned his head and smiled at him.

"Of course," Sean said, waving his hand in front of Viri, "Hey, look at me, don't look at him, we haven't finished talking yet, you plan to go back to Fryer now, or after a while."

"I'm going to buy a horse and then go back," Willie explained. "Just in passing."

Sean smiled and said, "Then we'll go back now, so we don't need to buy a horse. In fact, the main reason why Mason and I came here is to pick you up."

A simple four-wheeled carriage was parked not far from the tavern, without any decorations, and the rough wooden boards were directly exposed.Sean didn't take it seriously at all. He spread his hands and said, "Renovating the house in Fryer, buying furniture and flower seeds, spent all my savings, and I really don't have much money to buy a good carriage."

Mason skillfully sat on the driver's seat, and the handsome elf looked elegant and calm even while driving.

After greeting Mason, Sean couldn't wait to talk about Viri's previous topic: "The current president of the mercenary guild is the little girl Andrea."

Willie said, "How come?"

"Now the mercenary guild is in chaos. Most of the magicians from the elder families who are in power have lost their magic power. Only Andrea is unscathed. Of course, she can only be recommended." Sean rubbed his chin, dissatisfied. She smiled kindly, "But Andrea doesn't seem to be interested in fighting for power, she just wants to practice magic."

Willie thought of Elvis.

He said, "Do you know who Andrea's father is?"

Sean shook his head: "That's not clear, but I've heard rumors before that her father was a wandering flame magician. He was very handsome and was Valentine's lover."

"That's right, her father should be the last cardinal before the destruction of the Holy See, Elvis," Willie said, "He looks almost exactly like Andrea, he used the sun god Destroyed the town."

Sean jumped up from the carriage seat in shock: "What?"

Viri said: "Remember the time we went to the entrance of Asgard? The pope will find the temple accurately, and it should be the news he brought back." When I returned to Fryer once, the danger I encountered in the forest should also be his masterpiece."

Sean asked nervously, "Then... he is now?"

"It's dead." Viri turned his head to admire the scenery along the way, and said lightly, "The corpses are all left in the Hall of Valor, and it is estimated that they have been completely reduced to ashes now."

"That's okay." Sean said, "I said that there are undercover agents in the mercenary guild, but I didn't expect the cardinal to be an undercover agent himself."

Because Elvis is the Pope's confidant.

Willie propped his chin, thinking casually.

Back then, Bishop Ignace and his wife Valentine co-founded the Mercenary Guild. There must be clues about the bishop hidden in the guild. How could the Pope leave the Mercenary Guild alone?The matters involved with the bishop are the most important in the Pope's eyes, and the undercover sent must of course be the person he trusts the most.

Thirty years ago, Elvis may have finally found news about the bishop in Fryer.

In order to avoid the consequences of any news leakage, he waved his hand and used the forbidden spell Sun God to destroy the peaceful and peaceful town, killing people and killing people.

Fortunately, everything has passed, and after stepping through blood and thorns, they finally ushered in the light.

Blue-purple flowers appeared in the field of vision, and the breeze rushed towards the face with the fragrance of the flowers.The snowy owl flapped its wings and flew into the sky, making a high-pitched cry.Willie couldn't help but squeezed the handle of the piano case tightly, his heart pounding.

Sean and Mason were talking, and a hut appeared in the flower field, where Sean and Mason lived.Hundreds of meters away, there is a snow-white house, and the purple flowers painted on the outer wall can be vaguely seen.

The carriage slowed down and stopped. Sean held Willy's hand and encouraged him, "Come on." Mason also smiled at him with satisfaction.

Willie had never been so nervous, his heart was beating like a drum.

Wei Li nodded, carrying the piano case, walked a few steps seemingly calmly, and then began to run along the field ridge.

Pansies bloomed along the narrow ridges, and the wind from his running blew the delicate flowers into a circle like butterflies.The wind and the flowers are all rejoicing for him.The snowy owl flew in the sky, guiding him in the direction.

Willy was panting heavily, he had never been so excited before, he lost all manners and restraint, and turned back into the frizzy young boy more than 30 years ago.

The huts surrounded by flower fields are getting closer and clearer.

The handsome man bowed slightly, held the scissors, and trimmed the flowering branches protruding from the fence.

Silver hair like moonlight was tied up with a headband and hung behind him. There was no dark cloak, only shirt and trousers, and he looked so healthy.

Not a skeleton, nor an impenetrable soul.

Hearing the sound of Viri running, the man straightened up slowly and turned his head to look.Seeing Veri's face, he opened his arms and called his name with a smile: "Veri!"

"Ignace!"

Willie yelled, threw away the piano case in his hand, climbed over the fence, and ran to his lover who was waiting for him.

They finally hug each other tightly.

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The author has something to say:

FIN.

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It's over, there are still four episodes at the end, I will try my best to finish it in a few days.

This article begins with a picture of a gentleman holding a violin and boarding the train. Outside the train is an endless golden wheat field, and the wheat waves are surging in the wind.The gentleman is to return to his hometown and find his lost lover.

So I decided to write a road essay, mainly about the things that the gentleman met on the way home. Wherever the train went, he went there. When he returned to his hometown, he found that his lover had been by his side in different identities.

Later, I found that writing like this was too messy, so I decided to draw out a clue, and the outline was conceived, and it became what it is now.

The later stage of this article is a bit out of the outline, and some details are not filled in place. I will fix it when I have time, and then post it together.

Thank you for your support all the way, see you in the next article.

You all understand, please accept the documents "Tyrant" and "A Sword Floating White" in advance~

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