[The Chronicles of Narnia] Sin

In October, when the green leaves were dyed orange red by autumn, Edith officially participated in the secret assessment of the Narnia National Intelligence Service.Facing the challenge together with her are more than [-] top soldiers from the Narnia Army or Narnia Military Academy.

The test is divided into two parts: theory and actual combat. The theoretical test paper involves combat strategy, literature, history and politics, code translation, etc., as well as big questions on the discussion of emergencies.A girl with glasses and a human form handed in the test with confidence halfway through the exam time, which surprised Edith who was still thinking hard.

She prepared too hastily, knowing many things but not knowing why.Full of doubts and apprehensions, she put down the dip pen the moment the winding bell rang.

The actual combat test in the afternoon was arranged in an open space away from the main training ground and adjacent to the woods, so as not to be surrounded by unrelated people.

The assessment directly skipped the basic physical fitness test and professional skill test, and increased the difficulty a lot at once—including high-altitude movable targets, remote movable targets, simulated assassination, silent capture, etc.

The griffin responsible for throwing the movable target hovered in the air, and after the soldiers to be tested on the ground signaled to him that they were ready, they threw the movable target in the direction of a horizontal parabola.Edith has always been very confident in her archery skills, but she has never faced such a high-speed moving target.Five shots and two misses made her feel very frustrated and hopeless.

This is followed by hand-to-hand combat wheel battles.Each fighter will PK with more than a dozen competitors in turn for 3 minutes, and the one who keeps suppressing the opponent for more than [-] seconds wins during this period, otherwise it will be scored as a tie.

With the previous defeat, she had to use [-]% of her energy to fight back on this project.

With rich combat experience, Edith has never lost in ten consecutive rounds.Even the toughest opponents can always expose some problems after a 2-minute test.The girl scored six wins and four draws by virtue of her amazing observation and analysis ability, panting to wipe off the beaded sweat on her forehead.

The last opponent who turned around was a wheat-skinned werewolf boy who looked like he was underage.Under the gaze of the opponent's crimson eyes, Edith took the lead in attacking.

The other party's reaction speed was much faster than she expected.Perhaps it was the bonus brought about by his racial advantage. His muscle explosiveness was not on the same order of magnitude as Edith's, and the sensitivity of his nerve endings was also very high, making it impossible for anyone to catch any flaws.

The teenager gradually turned the defensive situation into an offense, and the pressure of his fists and feet was astonishing.Edith jumped and blocked again and again, but her disadvantages continued to snowball.Thirty seconds before the end of the PK time, she was held on the ground by the back-shearing arm, and her strength was almost exhausted.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

The boy counted down calmly.

Edith was in a hurry, her arms were bruised, and she wanted to break free at the last moment.

But the opponent's strength was too strong, and her violent outburst only resulted in a slight shaking of the boy's arm.

"……one zero."

At the end of the countdown, the boy let go of Edith, tilted his head and smiled at her.

Knowing that it might not be provocative, Edith's face flushed red with embarrassment and anger.She re-tied the high ponytail that had been loosened by the violent fight, and took a deep breath to calm down: It's all right, only one loss.

·

The assessment results of all items will be counted out soon.At this stage, the bottom 50% of the soldiers will be eliminated directly and will miss the final assessment.

The passing list is gradually announced from the last place on the line.Edith listened to one strange name after another in the line, her palms were gradually sweating.

"—— Edith Onassis." She finally heard her name, and her tight lips relaxed.

Later, when she saw the joyful expression flashing across the face of the girl who handed in the test early, she knew that she had also passed.

The last name is Saknur Anderson, No.1 in this assessment.

High-pitched shouts and cheers erupted from the team; and the direction of those voices was the werewolf boy who defeated himself in the fight.

At this point, Edith had to look at this warrior with admiration.

·

The final assessment will take place in a closed room in the castle attic.No one knows who the examiner is and what mysterious questions they will give.

The thirteen fighters who passed the preliminary test lined up in a long line in an orderly manner, and entered the unknown room individually one by one.

Edith stood at the end of the line, watching soldiers walk out of the room with different expressions, while looking out of the castle window boredly.The blood-red sunset gradually sets, and the earth shrouded in oblique light gradually changes from warm orange to dark blue.

A strong premonition can't go away for a long time: maybe she is no stranger to the people in the room.

·

In the empty room, only Justice King Edmund Pevensie sat on the examiner's bench.

In front of him was a large and long dark solid wood table, on which were scattered a lot of revised documents.A portrait of Aslan, the Lion King, hangs on the wall behind him.

Edith secretly felt proud that her premonition came true, and obediently sat down on the only single chair in front of him.There was a distance of four or five meters between the two; but for some reason, the distance of four or five meters seemed as wide as the Milky Way in the sky.

King Justice's expression was strange and unusual, but his eyebrows were simply frowned, and the atmosphere in the whole room seemed to be freezing.

"Name?"

"Edith Onassis."

"Race?"

"Humanity."

"age?"

"17 is old."

The stylized question made Edith relax her guard a little.

"place of birth?"

Soon, the topic that made her feel hesitant appeared.Can she say Gulf of Mexico?Or, a direct answer to Archenland in this world?

"Birthplace?" King Justice asked again, his eyes darkened under his bangs.

"...Archenland." Edith tried to look decisive.

"Okay." Edmund didn't question her for the time being, and started to make a follow-up introduction, "As you can see, I am actually the director of the Narnia National Intelligence Service, your future immediate boss—of course, if you can pass Under the premise of the final assessment."

"For the following questions, I hope you can completely abandon the pretense, open yourself, and follow the voice from your heart. After that, you will be solely responsible for every word you say and the consequences it may cause, please Be careful."

Edith had heard from Lucy that Edmund had worked in court all year round and was a stern and impartial judge of cases.But if she hadn't experienced it herself, she would never have imagined that the other party's interrogation skills were so sophisticated and could exert such a heavy sense of oppression on the other party.

"Do you think you should keep it a secret from your intelligence chief?" he asked the first question.

Edith thought for a moment, and said honestly, "If necessary, I think it is possible."

"For example?" King Justice asked.

"..." Edith's thoughts were rampant and tumbling in her mind, "When it doesn't involve any national interests, it's only about personal emotional tendencies."

"Okay," Edmund nodded slightly, "Then let me ask you, if you were ordered to kill the enemy who saved your life during a latent work, what would you do?"

Edith was getting dizzy from his tricky questions.

"—Look at the reason why he saved me at that time... If it was only because of interests or organizational development, I would not soften my heart; if it was out of friendship..." She suddenly couldn't continue.

"Will you disobey the order because of this?" King Justice asked urgently.

"I..." Edith hastily added, "I will first consider cutting off his working channels for the enemy, and isolating him to eliminate the value of assassination. If these are not feasible...then decide to kill him."

She was someone who was used to sorting things out, Edmund thought.This habit is good in the long run, but it is also easy to be indecisive in critical moments and lead to disaster.

But this is not the most serious problem at present.The worst problem was that she had lied to him from the very beginning.

"Next question, please listen carefully, Edith Onassis.—Where the hell are you from?"

Edith's expression froze.

She could hear how cold the other person's tone was, and she couldn't help but recall the night when they first met in Archenland Harbor.But even that night, his sullenness was less obvious than it is now.

She wanted to keep the secret of her life experience, which was not in conflict with Narnia's national interests.But now, she has no choice but to tell her own story again—at least King Justice's mouth is very strict, and she can also be counted as her half-wishful friend.

·

"——So you worked so hard for Narnia, and that's why?" When he walked out of the examination room with Edith, the astonished Justice King had already forgotten to maintain his majesty as the director and examiner.

Outside the corridor, the bright moon hangs high and the stars are scattered. It is obviously late at night.

"My God, it's so late..." Edith was tired of talking just now, and didn't reply to him; she raised her hand to smooth out the shattered hair flying around her temples, and then folded her arms to resist the bleak cold in the corridor. wind.

"I forgot to carry out the last process of the assessment for you..." Edmund said to himself, but he was not tired at all, "Under normal circumstances, you need to swear to the lion king Aslan on the spot to promise to treat you forever. Narnia is loyal."

"...Isn't it?! Do we still need to go back and make up for it?"

Edmund quickly waved his hand: "That's not necessary. In fact, I understand your feelings very well. When people with good intentions bear their sins, they don't need other people's spurs at all-they themselves are enough."

During the conversation, the two had already walked through the attic corridor to the inner hall of the palace.

"Actually, I have been observing your test situation in the dark. If possible, I would like to invite you to have a swordsmanship with me tomorrow afternoon—on the recruit training ground that day." Edmund raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I believe you will not refuse the invitation from Mr. Director. At that time... I can also tell you a story about me."

Before Edith could reply, the Justice King had turned into the corridor leading to the king's chamber without looking back, without saying goodbye or good night to her.But Edith didn't care about this, and even felt a little happy: this just proved that the other party finally began to truly regard her as a friend.