Presumably, the background is that modern couples wear Warhammer to become Forbidden Army and Silent Nuns respectively, and then wear them back

Lucius awoke from his deep sleep.

His body was filled with the vanity of a long sleep, as soft as a cloud, and he could not exert his strength. His nose was filled with the scent of water lotus, and a steady source of heat was on the side of his curled arm, breathing rhythmically.

Wrong.

A forbidden army would never allow itself to fall into such blind comfort, and they are eternally vigilant, even in the depths of the golden court of the Himalayas, at the heart of Sacred Terra. They have sworn that they will never fail in their duties again because of their weakness.

Lucius's mental instinct sounded the alarm, trying to tense his muscles and make the alarm he deserved. But he failed, his feeble senses refusing to submit to his domination, as if he had been struck by those colorful alien thin poisonous blades.

With great difficulty, he finally lifted his heavy eyelids, the ceiling a clean white, and the afternoon sun shone softly through the gaps in the velvet curtains on the reduced furniture.

He stared, laboriously rummaging through centuries of bloody and mission-filled memories, physiological tears streaming from the corners of his eyes sore from the light.

The once familiar furnishings feel like a world away...... No, that's it. He, Lucius, the procurator of the Praetorian Army, had a soul from a more peaceful universe, and though that short life had been diluted by long campaigns, he still placed it in the deepest recesses of his memory, wrapped like a miser.

Lucius, or Li Hua, raised his right arm and looked at his calloused hand in a daze. This is clearly a hand that has been indulged in modern life, and the index finger was scratched while cutting fruit yesterday, so it was wrapped in a band-aid. It is more suitable to hold a pen and control the fate of others in the air, rather than fighting face-to-face.

No.

He had long since left the past behind completely. That mortal named Li Hua burned and died after witnessing the truth about Hengyu. A weak heart belonging to modern society cannot bear those facts. The sight in front of him can only be a sinister phantom, a trap that has carved open the rift in the heart of the Emperor's Hand.

He heard the sound of the fabric grinding, and though his mind had already taken a step to warn, his body slowed down. A force slammed into his chest, causing Lucius to vomit a mouthful of blood. He subconsciously raised his arm to fight back, and the knee of the visitor pressed against his throat.

Lucius's eyes widened, not just shocked by the attack. He looked at the other person's face and spat out a name in disbelief: "...... Lukia? ”

The attacker cast an indifferent gaze. But Lucius noticed the slight ripple on the tip of her nose, and some doubt appeared in her eyes as well. Now he was completely sure that it was Sister Lucia of Silence, his sisters, his comrades, and ...... His partner in the last part of his life.

Lukia didn't answer, just let go of her knees slightly. Lucius envied Sister Silence's confidence in not being blinded by chaos, unlike him, who still wondered if the lover in front of him was a disguise for some evil will. She hung her head, her stray black hair rubbing against the Praetorian Army's face. Dressed in loose pajamas, her expression was grim as if she was on the battlefield, and the fragrance of the water lotus flower overflowed, lingering on the tip of the nose of the two, making this tense scene strange and ambiguous.

After staring at the Janissaries for a few seconds, Lukia removed her knees, leaned down to grab Lucius's throat, leaned over the tip of her nose, her hot and wet breath on the Praetorian Soldier's face, not as cold or rusty as it had been.

Without any words, she pressed Lucius's lips. As her gaze narrowed, her hand on the Forbidden Army's neck tightened slightly.

This is a test, and the forbidden army knows it very well, because through the chest that is close to each other, her heartbeat is still calm. Even though he knew that his Adam's apple could be crushed at any time, he was still relieved.

As always, Lucius responded to his sister.