Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

As the former capital of the southern country, Baigang has been the political and economic center of Tapaz for a long time, and it is also a holy place for those seeking freedom.

Because the terrain is flat and wind and waves are rare, this is a natural high-quality port. The new tea and wood carvings from the East, the minerals and furs from the North, and the spice and the exotic animals from the West. All trade exchanges must be gathered in Baigang and then headed towards Star City. It is no surprise that this place is called the gateway of the country. .

Due to the complex composition of business travelers, the public security in Baigang has not been considered good, and all kinds of anti-theft magic tools have become indispensable. In hotels and manor houses, large and small, every night when the night falls, there will always be a few sirens from time to time. It may be some stupid thief, or some guest who drank high in the dinner party. Because he couldn't distinguish the direction, he strayed into the restricted area, leaving a long list of laughing stocks as a source of conversation.

Waiting as far as possible for the start of a grand dinner.

He wore a light gray samurai costume commonly seen in mercenaries. Sitting alone in the westernmost corner, facing the sparkling sea, he held the cup of light green tea in his hand, but he didn't drink a sip, and he looked worried. .

The qualifications for today's dinner were forced to come over from Shun with difficulty. After he suffered the injury in his self-directed and self-acting show, the prince who was stimulated regarded him as a fragile object. In the past few days, he was not allowed to leave the heavily guarded main building of the embassy except for eating and bathing. He failed to protest several times, and he could only be trapped in a safe haven.

The prince was busy chasing down the imaginary behind-the-scenes envoy all day long, and he would only return late at night. When he took the time to come to his room, he would only make a probe and leave without even taking a sip of tea. But even so, Shun still didn't ask the least bit about the cause and effect of the attack. He seemed to be very sure that if such a big thing had happened, he would definitely remind him if he had any clues. Since he didn't say it, Asking so much is in vain.

Such an embarrassing situation made him restless all day, especially when he heard Ah Huang talk about how to find himself the day before yesterday, he felt a kind of fear. Unexpectedly, Mi You’s abilities were actually restored... If he was not afraid of this terrible divine power because of his youth eight years ago, then now, he only needs to think about whether Mi You will see himself in a certain foresight. The hidden secrets made my spine chill.

Fortunately, because Shun was unable to deliver the promised reward immediately, the frantic Ahuang dragged Mi You back to the bookstore from an unknown teleportation point. Otherwise, he really didn’t know how to face him as his sister for many years. The daughter of prophecy.

Under the influence of this gloomy mentality, he looked at Shun who was busy like a spinning top, and he felt more ashamed and desperately wanted to take some work. However, since the two high-level inspectors from the Sacred Tower arrived in the South Island, the prince did not need to worry about his safety. Other things, because he had appeared with "Miss Wen" before, even more so if he wanted to hide his eyes and ears. Convenient to travel. Therefore, in order to be able to attend the dinner smoothly this time, he struggled with his lips and tongue, and even had to tear off his clothes to show the other party his long-healed wound. Only then did he persuade the prince to reluctantly agree, but he still couldn't go with him, so he could only let him follow. Lonnie West arrived at the venue early.

He and the local rich man had never looked pleasing to the eye, and now the identity of His Royal Highness has been revealed. Although I don't know why the guy is still willing to help, the tension between the two is even more obvious. Just like this time, Kuo Shao kept his face like a clay-plastic wooden statue along the way. He didn't say a word to him. Once he got there, it was convenient to leave him alone. He didn’t care, but he didn’t expect that as soon as Lonnie left, the nobles who knew him would rush up, babbling around and talking about the whereabouts of "Miss Wen", which caused him a headache. Can politely find all kinds of reasons to cover up the truth.

After dealing with these long-billed finches, he finally stole his leisure time and fled to this remote corner, thinking about the current situation. The reason why he wanted to come to the dinner party was not an unreasonable request. Since he heard that the banquet was hosted by the Protestant sect, his heart jumped. Shun didn’t know that the behind-the-scenes of the Assassin’s organization was the Protestant elder Moredia. If he attended the banquet held by him unsuspectingly, there would be no guarantee that something went wrong...

No matter what happens here, he consciously must be present to protect the safety of the prince. He does not want to put Shun in a dangerous situation, but there is a dark cloud in his heart that cannot be revealed: If the other party is really there today , Can he take this opportunity to do some tricks, so that he can reveal this astounding secret to Shun in a fair way...

He focused on planning how to design traps. He didn't pay attention to the changes in his body for a while, and he heard an eager chuckle from nearby: "Mr. Snooker, it turns out that you are here. You can ask me to find it."

He was very familiar with the voice, and immediately turned his head, and saw the Countess of Cronor, holding the arm of a silver-haired, red-eyed youth, walking towards him. The lady's cheeks were totally different from the last time, and her steps were very sharp, she seemed to be full of energy. Although it was the first time for the young man beside her to see him at Jinyuan, he almost guessed the identity of the other party without thinking about it, except for the young master of the Earl’s Mansion and the suspected leader of the assassin-Virut Krono, who was said to have not returned. , Who else can make this strong woman smile so satisfied?

"Mrs. Crono, long time no see." He showed a reserved smile, got up and gave a fist like a mercenary, without showing any abnormality.

"Isn’t it a long time since I saw you? Last time I invited you to my house for a small gathering, but I turned around and you disappeared. If it wasn’t for Lonnie that you were leaving in an emergency, I thought it was caused by poor hospitality. Miss Wen is angry!" The lady smiled with some resentment, half-jokingly speaking of the last time they left without saying goodbye, her attitude was almost like a family.

"Miss, she... is still in the country and hasn't returned. I specifically told me to accompany you first for her." Knowing she would ask this as far as possible, she casually apologized.

Virut heard this but his eyes changed slightly. Others may not know the authenticity, but he has dealt with this Mr. Snooker several times, and even suffered a serious illness from the other party, so the so-called "Miss Wen" ...... No matter how strong his concentration is, he can see through this disgusting false identity at this moment, and he can't help but twitch his mouth a few times, but in an instant he regains his elegant smile, looking straight at the deep and deep dark green eyes. , Asked with a little curiosity: "...Mother, who is this?"

"Oh by the way, you don't know it yet! Willie, this is Miss Wen's friend, Mr. Snooker as far away as possible..." The lady patted her son's arm and introduced with a smile, "This is the child Virut It’s not a coincidence that he went to the far door and just returned home not long ago. If he arrives a few days earlier, it would be nice to see Miss Shangwen."

The countess regretted that the two who she had expected to be perfectly matched could not meet, but Virut only felt that the standard aristocratic smile on his face was about to be stretched. My mother didn't know, he drove around the Star City with the "Miss Wen" only two days ago, pretending to smile so that his face was almost cramped, and then he was fooled.

After thinking about it, he understood the reason why the captain of the guard was alone here, and immediately turned his mind, intending to take advantage of the opportunity to talk about it. "It's a lucky meeting, Mr. Snooker..." He nodded slightly, showing helplessness as if forced to obey the persuasion of his parents. "My mother always wanted to see Miss Wen again. I don't know when she will be When I arrive in Star City, I will definitely meet him next time."

"You dare not do anything, Miss, she should come back soon, and she will come to apologize by then." Jin Yuan didn't know that he and Shun had met the day before, and he was unsure whether he was pretending to be garlic or whether he did not know. With a polite remark, he raised his eyes and scanned the joints of his body, trying to see if there were any uncoordinated injuries.

"In that case, I'm waiting for you to come to the humble house, oh yes..." Virut seemed to have thought of something, strode forward very abruptly, stretched out his hand and took out a small magazine-like wooden box from the inside of his pocket with a smile. "This is a gift for Miss Wen. I got it accidentally during the trip. I just want to show my heart. Please don't hesitate to accept it."

"...You are too polite." The gun guard tensed his body subconsciously, fixed his eyes on the box for a second before taking it over, and thanked him repeatedly.

The silver-haired young man kept his momentary alert in his eyes, knowing it in his heart, but pretendingly he continued to ask about the scene: "I heard that you are coming to the South Island this time with an important guild mission. I don’t know if you can help me. ?"

"A few trivial matters, I dare not trouble you."

"You are too modest...In that case, we still have an appointment with others, so we will talk later, mother..." Virut has achieved his goal and gestured to his mother to leave.

Since the Lord was not there, the countess didn't have any more thoughts, politely apologized, and held Virut in full face to continue the indispensable social ceremony before the banquet.

He slowly reduced his smile as far as he could, sat back on the wicker chair and held the teacup again, staring at the silver with fascination. The other party just acted like an ordinary noble child, but when he heard "Miss Wen", his body stiffened for a moment... He couldn't be sure if it was the young man who resisted the countess's over-enthusiastic matching gesture, but at least One thing he can be sure of is that this Master Earl is definitely not as simple as it seems. Because at the moment when they approached, at least four pairs of deterrent eyes cast over him, making him almost aroused a divine reaction, it can be seen that they belong to high-level power...

Judging from the previous information, the Krono family does not have the guardian of high-level power... He leaned over his body and shifted his angle of view, so that Yu Guang could just scan the whole scene of the venue, staring at all kinds of gorgeous figures, wanting to find it. A clue to the flaws. However, before he could sit down for long, there was a tumult outside the east gate. Shun, dressed in black palace robes, brought two Holy Tower inspectors, along with Ambassador Ye Xu and the protagonist of the dinner, Baron Sistine, accompanied by countless cheers. With such a salute, he strode into this coastal courtyard.

He really uses resources... He looked at the three focus figures in the crowd and sighed secretly for the presidential candidate's careful thought. As a host, he should have received guests at the gate early to show his solemnity, but he has dragged on to appear with the prince at the same time, in order to create the illusion that he has a lot of relationship with the high level of the country. Although it is impossible to deceive everyone, at least for those neutrals who do not know the details, the visual impact of this moment is enough to make them involuntarily shift their positions.

The baron began to introduce the guests of today’s dinner to the prince one by one in order, as far as he could guess that these people may have met Shun, but at this moment, he pretended to meet for the first time and gave a solemn greeting. It was both hypocritical and cumbersome. As a nobleman must abide by the rules.

They walked slowly around the venue, staying a little longer when they met someone with a higher status, and passed them a word when they met someone with a lower status. The difference in level seemed extraordinarily cold at the moment, and all this was controlled by the belt behind the baron. In the hands of the young adjutant with glasses. The weak scholar-like young man pressed his lips tightly. There was no smile from his face to the pupils of his eyes. He just kept taking shorthand on the notes in his hand, and immediately closed the page as a reminder after completing the last word, and let the Baron go on. An object worthy of wooing.

Looking at this scene as far as possible, I only feel ridiculous and distressed. This group of Austronesians who only know how to spend time and drink may not understand what the future pope of the Holy Tower really means, just as they are ignorant of the world of top powers. Perhaps in their opinion, wooing Prince Takikuni was just for gaining more money and power...

He didn't want to talk too much about it, but felt sorry for Shun. The prince never liked this kind of hypocritical and polite tricks, even in the capital city with many relatives, no one would dare to invite him to the meeting with such a big fanfare. But now, in order to find out the turmoil, he still pretends to be a long-sleeved good dancer, repeatedly running around the noble residences, hoping to get some clues from the mouth of some well-informed person-he can't tell the prince. How many places did the sky go, but the scene before him was enough to make him irritated.

Try to tell him earlier, or stay away from these flattering faces... He was embarrassed in his heart that he couldn't say it. After a moment of thought, Baron Sistine took the prince to stand in front of him, and he quickly put down his teacup and got up. Salute.

"This is... This is..." The candidate looked at the shabby guest with a perfect smile on his face, and suddenly realized that he couldn't call the other party's name, but he didn't panic at all, and glanced at the adjutant from the corner of his eye. .

"This is Mr. Jinyuan Snooker from Nagoku." The clerk-like young man stupefied the other party's information, and held up his glasses again to cover up a little strange color from his pupils.

"Ah, Mr. Snooker, it's really impolite... We've encountered it at the Earl of Cronor." With eight shiny white teeth, the baron gracefully leaned over to apologize, pretending to be familiar. The appearance introduced to the prince, "His Royal Highness, Mr. Snooker is a very experienced adventurer, and it is said that he is also quite famous in the mercenary guild."

"...The lone heard it a little too." Of course, Shun couldn't show any intimacy at this time, but just nodded in a trembling manner, pretending to be the first meeting. The General Ye Xu behind him was also a good hand at the scene. Seeing that the prince didn’t make up his mind about what to say, he smiled and agreed: "His Royal Highness is really well-informed. I don’t often return to Beijing in the South Island for a long time. For such a young talent, good, good, good!"

He repeatedly said three good things, and deliberately released a little green light and patted the shoulder three times as far as he could. Seeing him standing still, he laughed loudly: "It's a good material! You can come to the embassy to drink if you have time someday. Drink tea."

Knowing as far as possible that he was making excuses for being able to enter and exit the embassy in a fair manner, he bowed in excitement and thanked him, and the two of them exchanged a few polite sentences, and the assistant clerk closed the book with a snap, and the baron said in reflection: "His Royal Highness, there are a few more over there..."

However, Shun interrupted slightly without waiting for him to finish saying: "No hurry, it's rare to see such a good domestic talent on this trip alone. I want to get closer to him again..." He waved as if feeling bored. Waving his hand, the baron couldn't find a reason to persuade him, let alone annoy him, so he could only accompany the smiling face and take his assistant to clear the relationship elsewhere.

The prince was seated on the opposite side as far as possible, and the inspector on the left immediately snapped his fingers. An invisible shield enveloped the westernmost table, isolating the transmission of internal and external sounds.

"When I came out, I forgot to ask you to eat something first. Your injury just happened. Here is some raw seafood, which is not easy to digest." The prince put on a cold face, his eyes closed slightly like a superior person inquiring. , The words spoken are exceptionally considerate and gentle.

"It doesn't get in the way, and I'm not hungry." Far away, pretending to be solemn, nodded, and immediately talked about the encounter with Virut, and emphasized several high-ranking powers with faint threats. "...I suspect that even if he is not the assassin leader, he can't get away from it."

"Don't doubt it, he is." Shun made an assertion without hesitation. He stretched out his hand to compare with the ambassador who sat down and smiled. "I went to see him the day before yesterday, and I found out about their military department through the relationship with Master Ye Xu. At the college, he happened to have a classmate named Sai Keer, who also went to school with him to take part in missions, and he just came back recently. Huh, tell me, there is such a coincidence in the world?"

"In this way, it should be certain..." As far away as possible, his face calmly echoed, but his heart was like rain falling on the Pinghu Lake, causing countless ripples.

Why didn't he tell me in advance about such an important matter... Because of many unexpected changes before and after, the gun guard's mood at this moment seems to be a tight string, which breaks when touched, and is extremely sensitive. Now that he has found the target, what will he do next? He didn't mention anything, how should I cooperate with him? Or... he has noticed something wrong and started to doubt me?

He was bored there for a long time without speaking, and there was nothing strange on his face, but how well Shun knew him, he knew at a glance that this was a concealment of himself and had emotions. He maintained a cold face and explained: "Don't be angry, I I didn’t say that I was just afraid of affecting your recuperation, but now you have recovered, didn’t I tell you this?"

After listening to his remarks as far away as possible, his thoughts were finally settled, and he nodded slightly to indicate that he would not be held accountable anymore.

Ambassador Ye Xu saw that these two young men were about to be crowned, and they were arguing with the children. He was really funny and envious. He didn't have such caring brothers and friends back then... However, the prince could not stay here. For a long time, so as not to leak the feet. He clenched his fist and coughed as a reminder, then stood up and smiled as far away as he could: "I'll follow Lonnie later, someone will pick you up to the embassy."

He lost another look at the prince, and Shun stood up sternly and nodded as far away as he could go. The gun guard followed and bowed, but didn't think about how to remind him for a while, and could only warn him dryly: "I think...the atmosphere is not right today, Your Highness needs to be more careful."

"...I know." Shun heard his seemingly ordinary reminder, and suddenly felt a little strange. He nodded cautiously, and led the ambassador and two black inspectors to the location of the host Baron Sistine.

The divine power barrier was retracted, and the noise from the outside immediately rushed to his ears as far as he could, making him uncomfortable for a moment, but his complexion remained as usual. He sat down again, holding the untouched cup of green tea, thinking of the information that Shun just mentioned, thinking of the man behind the scenes who did not know where he was, and hid his figure in the last halo of the setting sun, becoming this The only invisible person at the lively dinner.

He thought he could quietly contemplate until the banquet opened, but the good times did not last long. When the sunset faded, there was a lot of laughter outside the gate, which was too noisy. He silently lifted his eyes and scanned it, but for a moment he was so startled that he sprang up, and his pale fingers squeezed the glass until it creaked.

Only seen in the distant crowd, a tall blond man wearing a white church robe with a bright smile, carefully holding Mrs. Lovina's arm and moving forward slowly, his expression seemed unusually affectionate. Today, the lady deliberately changed to a long skirt of pure white gauze, which matched her white as snowy complexion, flying in the wind like an angel, and she looked extraordinarily matched with the people around her.

Looking at the pair of white silhouettes as far as possible, listening to the faint voice of "Fryer", only felt the blue veins on his forehead, and the irresistible anger rushed from head to toe, almost all his endurance Burning out, there was only one question that made him tremble: Why did she lie to me! ?