DR3713-09-01, Central Yincheng Military Academy ushered in the 984th academic year.

On this day, the college bid farewell to the tranquility of the summer, and it was crowded and lively. The students flew back one after another like birds returning to their nests. They walked on the tree-lined paths in twos and threes, whispered by the lake, told each other about their thoughts, or laughed and played in the dining hall.

At this year's opening ceremony, Yugo Lombard succeeded as the president of the student union, and Bi Qinglan succeeded as the secretary general of the student union, but the vice president of the student union was replaced, a girl with a dignified temperament named Margaret. I can't see the two sisters of Mu Yu, and the iron slag is inevitably a little lonely.

After the opening ceremony, the annual annual ball is held at the "Red Maple Building" of the World Parliament. The red maple building is located on the east side of the green bamboo house, there is only a wall between the two, and the main building is a large house with red bricks and blue tiles, which has both the style of the Far East and the style of ancient Europe.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Tie Slag wore an expensive and low-key evening dress, wore a bow tie that Eva personally selected for him, and kicked on shiny leather shoes, and took Qin Keer and Mu Qianhe to the Red Maple Building.

The ball was lavishly decorated with silk ribbons, gold-painted tapestries, candlelit silverware, crystal glass, a variety of delicate delicacies, and purple and red wines. Celebrities from all walks of life, large and small aristocrats, ladies and ladies lingered among them. Some are dancing on the dance floor, some are laughing at the table, and some are walking around, looking for someone to communicate with.

Iron Slag stood in the corner as always, looking at Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe frolicking on the dance floor, sipping wine alone.

The viscous syrup flows down the throat, with a hint of fruity aroma, flowing into the heart and lungs, and a moment of warmth rises.

Unconsciously, after drinking a glass of wine, he was about to turn around and take it again, but at this moment, he saw an acquaintance, so he stopped. I saw that in the crowd not far away, Bi Qinglan, who was wearing a cyan golden dragon cheongsam, was standing there vividly, staring at him intently.

The moment the eyes of the two met, Bi Qinglan smiled at him, and then her lips opened lightly and said a silent word.

Look at the shape of her mouth, it is: "Nolseth." ”

Iron Slag frowned suddenly, and subconsciously glanced left and right. And looking at his nervous appearance, Bi Qinglan smiled even more happily.

In desperation, he had no choice but to walk over, pull her into the corner, and ask in a deep voice, "Friend, are you playing with fire?" ”

"No~ I'm not playing with fire~" Bi Qinglan pretended to be innocent, and then said with a smile, "I'm playing with you~"

"Is your brain watering?" Iron Slag said angrily.

"Hmm~" Bi Qinglan nodded obediently, making the iron slag almost crazy.

After a moment of silence, Bi Qinglan suddenly raised a question.

"Tie Slag classmate, there are four manors and fifty-one mansions in Lengzhi Lake, which represents the pattern of today's world."

"However, the academy has a history of more than 900 years, so ......"

"Where has the manor, which represented the Temple of Splendor back then, gone?"

Iron Slag frowned, expressing doubts, and Bi Qinglan then asked: "The manor representing the ancient temple is called Qingzhuju, and the manor representing the World Conference is called Hongfeng Building, don't you think it's ......?"

"The style of this name has the color of the Far East?"

Iron Slag's eyes suddenly froze, and Bi Qinglan smiled at him and said the answer: "The place where you are standing now originally belonged to the Brilliant Temple. ”

"Come, I'll show you somewhere......" said Bi Qinglan, taking the iron slag's hand and walking to the side of the hall.

It wasn't long before Bi Qinglan pushed open a double wooden door and ushered him into a side hall. Looking around, the hall is lined with long dining tables and two rows of heavy wood dining chairs, the walls are covered with tapestries of various colors embroidered with different coats of arms, and at one end of the room, a large lectern is placed.

Bi Qinglan closed the door, walked to the dining table, pulled out one of the chairs, and said, "As you can see, this is the student council cafeteria. ”

"And then?" Iron Slag frowned and asked impatiently.

"They dine here, party, give speeches, or ......" Bi Qinglan showed a meaningful smile, then sat down on the dining table, slowly lifted the cheongsam, split her thighs, and said in a viscous seductive voice, "Handsome guy, do you want to have a shot?" ”

"I'm leaving!" With that, the iron slag turned around and left.

Seeing this, Bi Qinglan hurriedly jumped off the table, took his hand, and said softly: "Don't go, I'll show you something......"

After speaking, Bi Qinglan pulled him to the wall, grabbed a corner of the tapestry, and lifted it hard.

Suddenly, a wolf's head embedded in the wall was revealed. The wolf's head was carved out of stone, and the lines were very simple, but lifelike, like a living thing. If you look closely, you can see that the wolf is still biting a scroll in its mouth.

"Do you know this badge?" Without waiting for the iron slag to react, Bi Qinglan asked herself and replied, "This is the poem of the bright moon, Lorenfeld"

Then she lifted another tapestry, revealing an eagle's head with a harmonica in its mouth.

"It's the rain of the city, Zangwill."

She opened them one by one, and there were wolf heads biting war hammers, eagle heads with harpoons in their mouths, and mammoth heads with horns rolled......

"It's a starless light, Salados." "It's a deep-sea harpoon, Gaskell." "This is the Icefield Horn, Saxton."

"I think ......," she said, pulling hard at the tapestry, "you must know this!" ”

Suddenly, Iron Slag's gaze froze, it was a wolf head biting three swords, it was the family emblem of Norseth!

Looking at this incomplete wolf head, whose surface was covered with scratches, he only felt sadness and weakness......

After a long while, Bi Qinglan patted him on the shoulder, then pointed to the lectern in the room and asked, "Norseth, do you know what that is?" ”

"It's the altar of the sacred fire, and this ......," said Turquoise with her hands outstretched, "it used to be a place where you paid homage to your ancestors. ”

"They dine here, they talk here, they pick up girls here, they even make a fuss at the dinner table, and your ancestors just watched because they ......"

"They are the winners, you are the losers!"

"Oh~ By the way......" Bi Qinglan seemed to suddenly remember something, looked at the ceiling and said, "Have you ever been to the War Museum in Uptown?" ”

"If you haven't been there, I'll build yì you have time to take a look, maybe there will be a surprise......"

She smiled and defiantly, but the iron slag was sluggish. He looked silently at the family crest of Norseth, and his eyes were no longer bright.

"Do you feel ashamed? Maybe you've long forgotten about it, there is such a thing as shame in the world......" Bi Qinglan said coldly, and finally left the room, leaving him here alone.

After a long time......

In a trance, the iron slag exhaled heavily, but the dullness in his heart did not decrease by half a point because of this. Until the end of the ball, he still did not recover. My thoughts are chaotic, and I don't know where to think of them.

The iron slag out of the Red Maple Building was like a walking corpse, he didn't say goodbye to anyone, just walked aimlessly forward, just like his life, he didn't know where to go.

Walking out of Lengzhi Lake, walking through Babylon Garden Street, walking through the Hall of the God of War, walking through Egret Lake, walking through Zhulong Street, walking through rows of collective dormitories, walking past the student union building, walking through the Gate of the Round Table Samurai, walking through the Center Street, and walking into a sea of bright lights.

The lights are bright and green, and the times are prosperous.

He walked through this familiar city, but he couldn't find a sense of belonging. At this moment, it was as if a fire was burning his heart mercilessly. He just wants to be an ordinary person and live a simple life, he is attached to a warm home, delicious hot food, and beautiful people......

However, he knew better than anyone that he would never be able to get rid of his identity as an insect.

In the faint light, he seemed to see a lot of figures.

"Come to Notre Dame, if Lily of the Valley can become a moon prayer sacrifice, you will be the captain of the Moon God Guard, if not, we will take a step back, I will do the rain prayer sacrifice, and you will be the captain of the rain God Guard."

"Iron slag, knight from the wilderness, please offer your courage and loyalty, under the witness of the true God, to expand my territory and defend my homeland."

"If you are cool, you have to come back alive, otherwise you will make others happy, I don't want to be a widow for you."

"Men always say that time will prove a qiē love, but a woman's time is always short, and when it is proved a qiē, the woman is like a withered rose, and the fragrance is no longer there, so ......"

"You~ I like you~ You take care of me, it's a cheap ......"

"We will take you to see the sea of clouds, mountains and fog, climb the thousand-foot lonely peak, swim in the 1......0,000-year-old Tianchi, eat small stoves in the mountains, and listen to the sound of forests and bamboos."

When he was with them, he felt happiness and joy. He likes to be tired of being on the sofa with You Ge, watching her naughty and bewitching; He likes to go shopping and watch movies with Eva, and listen to her talk about new and interesting things; He likes to sit quietly with Mu Yu Lily of the Valley, looking at her beautiful face; He likes to play with Mu Yuqinxin, contaminated with her youthful vitality; He likes to play cards and chess with Qin Keer, and looks at her cute and cute; He also likes to stay in the back garden with Mu Chizuru, enjoying her watery tenderness.

Gentle Township is a hero's mound.

He was attached to this qiē and was reluctant to let go.

It's like a drowning man who can't give up his lifebuoy, like a traveler on a winter night who can't give up the warm and comfortable bed.

However, what lingered in his ears was a sentence full of hope.

"Temple of Splendour! It's true...... Is it really zài! ”

"The hands of the corpse carriers are too dirty to touch...... Can't touch ...... Can't touch ......."

"I'm kneeling down with the twenty-nine thousand five hundred and twelve Heroic Spirits, not you."

There seemed to be countless voices reminding him that you are Norseth, you are the glorious fire, and you are the hope of the vast earth.

He wanted to tell them that he was just a kid who grew up picking up garbage that can be found everywhere in Iron Mountain. He doesn't have much ability, he doesn't have much pursuit, he just wants to live a stable life. He is willing to hide his identity and live in the shadows for the rest of his life, as long as he can live a little better and happier.

Things that are too far away, he can't do anything about them. He was just an insect struggling to survive on the edge of the world, and if it weren't for Lena, Mu Yuqinxin, and You Ge, he would have died many times......