Chapter 116: The sound of the sword in the deep house
One world is noisy, iron and thunder, and another world is sunny and rainy, and there is no shortage of sad stories anywhere, only the ticking clock persistently moving forward. "Go on, Eli. Jonah said to the Rose Knight, not realizing that his voice was bitter as if it were dripping black juice. Elliot nodded, pretending not to see the scar in the boy's eye.
"We waited eleven days and eight hours on the north bank of the holy river, until the rain clouds cleared, the river returned to calm, and the violent high tide period was over. Fishermen and boat dealers appeared out of nowhere, so we hired a ferry boat and reached the southern continent. It was only at this time that we could barely figure out each other's intentions, and we were learning Oriental at a much slower rate than Miss Long Ji could learn the lingua franca of the Western Continent, and after eleven days and eight hours, she was able to understand most of the conversation and speak the whole sentence, 'You are completely mistaken, knight! The Rose Knight calmly recounts the events of six years ago.
"Misunderstanding?" Elliot didn't understand the meaning of the sentence at the time.
"Yes, it's a big misunderstanding!" the dark eyes of the Oriental woman pierced through the knight's blonde hair and looked at the rolling waves of the Holy River Guyan, "The man I am looking for is not my dwarf, on the contrary, he is my enemy! I will find him at the ends of the earth and kill him with this sword......" Her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the hilt of the famous sword "Kiss", and there was a faint storm rising in the sapphire.
"But...... This is impossible!" The knight was speechless for a long time in shock, and he remembered that moonlit night, and between the bright moonlight and the tombs that covered the mountains, the silver rose did indeed shine with the most beautiful light in the world, the color of that wonderful light, called zuo'ai love," ...... I beg your pardon for our presumptuousness, but the Silver Rose is a sacred token inherited from the era of the Rose Knights, and has been blessed by the Lord God Sheila himself, and has an extraordinary sense of the magic of love, and it is absolutely impossible to go wrong!" he explained anxiously.
Long Ji glanced at him deeply, and the corners of her mouth floated into a wistful smile: "He is my enemy, the enemy of the entire Long family, my hatred for him is full of here, so I can't tolerate a trace of other feelings." She stretched out her hand and pointed to her full breasts, "You can take out your roses again and test whether my conviction is strong." I am the fourteenth generation of the Long family's foreign affairs envoy, and I have no other mission other than killing people. If I can slash the enemy, even if I die in the next second, I will never have any regrets. ”
The knight took out the silver rose, and this time, the rose petals reflected the sunlight coldly, without a hint of light. "But that night...... Are we mistaken?" sweat slid down the bridge of his nose, the new Rosenkavalier was confused, hesitant, nervous with unconfidence, and the unicorn paced restlessly.
"Go back and don't waste time on me. The Oriental woman's voice suddenly softened, and she reached out and gently stroked the unicorn's snow-white mane, and the sacred riding beast felt her kindness and rubbed her arm with her cheek affectionately. "I know you're a true knight, a true knight, and shouldn't spend time with a hopeless woman like me. The ancestor of the Long family prevented anyone with the surname Long from leaving the Eastern Continent, only me, abandoned my own name, and set off alone as the chief torturer, I don't need anyone to accompany me, knight, thank you. Ryuki whispered, "Goodbye, then." ”
There was a shock under the feet, the low-hanging waves lapped against the reef, the ferry had docked on the south bank of the holy river Gunan, and in the dark green water stood a newly built wooden trestle, and the Oriental woman jumped lightly on the trestle, like a petrel flying low in the twilight.
"Please wait a minute, Miss Ryuhime. Elliot suddenly spoke, "We have one last request,...... If you can. ”
The woman's back stopped, "I don't have much time. She turned her head slightly, looking at the tall rider on the ferry.
"Please forgive us for our willfulness. The unicorn kicked on all fours, and the ferry sank visibly downward, rippling in circles on the calm waters. The Rose Knight jumped up the trestle and caught up with the dragon queen, who sat on the saddle with the silver rose in his hand, and said with some haste: "Ten minutes will be enough, Miss Long Ji, please tell the story of your relationship with that man, from the moment of acquaintance to the end of ten minutes." Please, this is the Rose Knight's final test, if the silver rose will light up before the time is over, it means that the relationship does exist, and the contract must be fulfilled, and if it is the other way around, ......"
"You can just leave, can you?...... All right. Long Ji glanced at the long road that snaked to the horizon, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded.
They stopped at a post on the south bank of the Holy River, sipping Vedic wine and watching the sun sink into the vast western waters. The Oriental woman begins to tell the story of her childhood, the Rose Knight takes out a delicate hourglass and pours it on the table, the sky blue six-pointed star sand from the Palmel Plateau of the Northern Continent falls, each gravel passes through the bottleneck, representing the passage of a second, and 600 star sand is the deadline for the covenant of the Silver Rose.
Long Ji was reluctant to talk about the past, just remembering the past made her clench her teeth in pain. Three minutes later, she still couldn't say the first word, and Elliot looked patiently at the hourglass, not urging her. Finally, the Oriental woman lowered her gaze and said something like this: "He is a monster, since he was a child." ”
Her story begins. Her lingua franca of the Western Continent is not proficient, and Elliott, whose hometown is in the Red Clay Plains and flows on the mainland, has not fully understood the customs of the East, and the background of the story is very vague and the details are not clear, but even so, the story relayed by the knight made the Pitchfork's companions sigh again and again, and secretly frightened.
When Ryuki and the Assassin King Simion Ryuchang first met, they had both just turned five. The ancestral precepts of the Long family stipulate that the descendants of the clan can no longer live with their mothers when they reach a certain age, and must move from their respective houses to the main house for training. It was in that year that Long Ji left her small courtyard at the end of the winding alleyway in the northeast of the main house, consisting of three main houses and two transept rooms, and said goodbye to her mother, the woman with a vague face, a moon-white jacket, who always held a hookah and smoked non-stop, and rode in a horse-drawn carriage through a labyrinth of alleys between high walls, and it took half a day to reach her destination. The wheels were rolling, the carriage was rolling away on the bluestone ground, and the five-year-old Long Ji looked at the empty courtyard and the strangers in the courtyard, and there was no sad expression on her pink cheeks.
The twelve children, the fourteenth generation of the elite descendants of the Long Family Sect who meet their age and stimulate their bloodline abilities, will spend their teenage years in this courtyard and will only be allowed to leave when they are twelve years old. As one of the most powerful families in the Seventeen Families in the East, the Dragon Family Clan's bloodline has all kinds of incredible abilities hidden in its bloodline, coupled with the unpredictable mutations caused by personal physique and will, resulting in the strength of each Awakened being different, there is no teacher who can teach these twelve children how to cultivate, they can only explore the mysteries in the blood alone.
Their curriculum is very simple, every morning by the clerk Mr. teaching reading and writing homework, in the afternoon according to their own interests to learn the nine laws of the Long family, in the evening by the elders of the Long family to educate the family rules and ancestral teachings. Every weekend, these children will be sent to the north bank of Yunmengze, forty-five miles south of the Long family's mansion, where they will fight with beasts and demonic beasts to gain valuable practical experience.
There are two girls among the twelve children, and the other girl is called Long Yi, the second descendant of the Dongling Marquis of the Zong family, a child with a beautiful appearance and a charming smile, who has been very sensible since he was a child and likes to be close to people. Long Ji has a relatively independent personality and does not particularly coexist with Long Yi because of her gender, so when Long Yi died, she did not appear particularly sad. This indifference made her ostracized in a small circle.
Long Yi died on a starless and moonless night, no one knew what happened that night, and when the morning light first appeared the next day, people found her body in the middle of the courtyard, her small body was tied to the top of the flagpole, where there should have been a red-background dragon flag embroidered with a black dragon, and that day it should have been a stiff child corpse stained with blood in the morning light. Long Yi's bloodline ability is called "Pseudo-Mud", a unique ability that has not appeared in the Long family for hundreds of years, she can summon the spirits of her ancestors and ancestors to attach to the black mud and paint mysterious verses that can accurately predict a person's death. When Long Yi was three years old, his first ability awakening predicted that the Elder of the Torture Hall would die in a flood disaster three days later, and everyone thought it was a joke at the time, but three days later, the Elder of the Torture Hall was deeply trapped in the enemy in a battle with the Liang Sui Lu family, and was imprisoned in the water urn and suffocated to death.
This time, there was a text made of black mud on the stone slab under the flagpole, and it didn't take much effort to decipher that the verse was predicting her own death. The courtyard fell into chaos, and the children began to suspect each other, this is the heavily guarded main residence of the Long family, if it weren't for the Long family, who in this world could sneak into the courtyard of the deep mansion quietly, kill a child of the Zong family and escape unharmed?
Long Ji concentrated countless suspicious eyes on her body, because she did not shed a single tear when Long Yi's body was transported away. Three days later, the chaos gradually subsided, and the courtyard fell into a cold and strange atmosphere, and it was night, and the five-year-old Ryuhime walked out of the hut alone, jumped on the courtyard wall, sat and looked at the moon, and let out a sigh that was not appropriate for her age. At this time, someone behind him said, "I know everything." ”