Silent Crown Chapter 373: Required
On the ground, pale ashes fell down like heavy snow. ⊙
It's not the coldness that rushes to the face, but the pain and heat left after it burns out.
As far as I can see, on the earth covered by shadows, everything is covered with a layer of gray, indifferent and remote.
In the ruins, Ye Qingxuan stared at the sky.
Between heaven and earth, at the place where the material world and the etheric world overlap, a huge boundary of distorted vision can be faintly observed. In the boundary, all changes are frozen and frozen, and become an eternal and static world.
There, only the cold and sharp city hangs high.
It penetrates the material world and the etheric world by the power of the heaven and the abyss, so as to draw power, and what terrible evil is brewing in the burning of the holy flame.
He stared at the shadows in the sky blankly, and for a long time, he lowered his head sadly, rubbing the contents of his palm. It had fallen on the ground, covered with ashes, and it looked like a remnant that hadn't been burned out in the fire.
The only remnant.
"His mother..."
He whispered, clenching his palms weakly.
I don’t know how long it took, the silence was broken, and the clanging sound of the iron armor rubbing against it sounded. The old man in armor came from the ashes, and the ashes were flying and pushed aside.
"Ye Qingxuan?"
The long-lost voice sounded.
Ye Qingxuan turned around and fell into a mistake. For a long time, he lowered his head with a wry smile: "Father, long time no see...It seems that every time I see you, I am so embarrassed."
Bann was silent. He looked at the child who grew up next to him. His eyebrows remained the same and his eyes were stubborn as before, but for some reason, it seemed that something had changed.
He can't tell, and he doesn't know what to say.
"Long time no see."
Bann stretched out his hand. Gently patted his shoulder: "You...you'll be fine."
Ye Qingxuan saw his saber and the badge on his shoulder, noticed the respectful look of the Templars around him, and laughed: "I didn’t expect what Mr. Wolfflute said was true. Father, you actually did it. High official."
The tone of laughter was the same as before, except that Bann could not hear the smile. He was like a lame drama actor reluctantly chanting lines. Full of exhaustion.
"This is not a place to reminisce about the past, you should go and rest first."
Bann stretched out his hand and brushed the ashes from his hair, with a low voice: "I have heard about you: you did your best, did well enough, and kept what I taught you. Dao and Lu are worthy of conscience.
As for the rest... leave it to God to decide. "
He turned and left, and the Templar stepped forward and wrapped him in a blanket. They want to take him out of here. But Ye Qingxuan didn't move, but stood still, looking at Ban En's back.
"Priest."
Ye Qingxuan suddenly called him, his voice hoarse: "I want to ask you something."
Bann's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked back at him.
"Ye, you never asked me anything. Call me a priest today and ask me. If it is something a priest can do, I will not refuse."
Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly, he said:
"—please send me up."
Ben was stunned. Frowning: "Ye Qingxuan, you are going to die!"
"Even if it is to die, I can't let her be alone there."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him with a hoarse voice: "Actually, I should have understood it a long time ago, she is afraid..."
"She has nothing to do with you!"
Father 's voice is solemn, "Ye Qingxuan. Do you think she thinks you are her friend!"
"She must have noticed something, Father.
Maybe, she has discovered that this is not her home, her family may have disappeared, and everyone who knew her died.
When I found her. She hides in the corner. She told me that she was waiting for someone. I thought she was waiting for her father to return, but now I understand that she... is waiting for me. "
Ye Qingxuan raised his hand, his clenched fist slowly spread out.
can vaguely tell, there is a small doll in the ashes of the palm. It was a weird doll woven from hay. It was simple and rough, looked weird, and not at all ugly.
That was what Ye Qingxuan picked up from the ashes. Elsa kept holding it in her hand, preventing anyone from seeing it, just like protecting her last precious item.
She has no guinea pigs, little hairpins, and even her friends, but she still remembers to bring this thing.
As long as this thing is still there, then someone will remember himself.
Even if she doesn’t remember why she made this thing, she once had such a friend...
"She still remembers that she wanted to give this thing to someone."
Ye Qingxuan's eyes drooped, and he clenched the withered grass doll: "That's why she stayed there and waited, priest, she is waiting for that person to come to her."
"She is waiting for me."
"I can't let her wait too long. Father, I must go there."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him with a hoarse voice: "If I abandon her, no one in this world will remember her."
Bann was silent, frowned, and soon he raised his hand.
The Templar knights around came up, preparing to forcibly take him away, but another voice sounded.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute... Don't worry."
Master Angelu, who had disappeared for a long time, ran over on the ashes, and after stopping the few Templars, he pulled Father Bann aside.
"Don't rush to lock him up, priest... don't worry, let him go, and I will cover him!"
The master hooked up his shoulders, his tone was not like a musician, he was like a gangster who came out to talk, and whispered: "As for the time of Faust, he is the one who has nothing to worry about. How do you say He is also the one who is optimistic about... the next action, with him, may be helpful."
"This has nothing to do with you."
Father Bann looked at him coldly: "Even if you are a master sent by Anglo, please don't interfere in the military affairs of the Knights Templar."
"Don't do this." The master stomped his foot, sighed, and slipped something from his sleeve quietly: "You can't believe me when you look at this?"
Bann looked down at the contents in his hand, frowning. Looking at the master coldly, the master still wears a hood, but he laughed twice.
After a long time, Bann retracted his gaze and glanced at Ye Qingxuan in the distance.
Ye Qingxuan is also looking at him.
"——come here, give him an armour!"
After Benn gave the order. Don't stay again, turn around and leave.
Soon, the iron whale in the sky dropped an iron cabinet, and the dark iron cabinet was engraved with complicated patterns. The two Templar knights opened the iron cabinet, revealing the sleeping steel armor.
The cyan power armor was quickly assembled on Ye Qingxuan's body with the cooperation of several knights. The heavy metal after the fusion of cyan gold did not hinder Ye Qingxuan's induction of the ether, but became clearer.
Soon, the last piece of ‘artificial spine’ was attached to the steel muscle. The fine tenon holes are tightened, and the complex and strong parts are gathered together and tightly combined without any gaps.
The heavy armor fits Ye Qingxuan's body, as if it was tailor-made for him. There is no inconvenience in his actions, but he becomes more flexible. His body was light as if he was about to fly.
The armor model is the same as that of the Herald Knight, and it is not too bulky and bulky. To ensure lightness and agility, but to enhance the defense in the key parts.
last. The Templar handed a document with a fire lacquer seal to Ye Qingxuan: "This is the activation password, key parameters, and usage of the'Sword Dancer'. You have ten minutes to remember him, but it is forbidden to spread it outside."
Ten minutes later, the Templars burned the documents to ashes in front of him, turned and left, leaving only one sentence: "Your Excellency Bann's order: Gather in three minutes. It's out of date."
Until now, Ye Qingxuan had the opportunity to thank the master who hadn't taken care of him much.
"No thanks." In the darkness under the hood, the master's voice seemed to be laughing, with a strange and ambiguous tone: "I always have to be responsible for you, right?"
"……"
Ye Qingxuan was speechless, but moved back a little quietly. Lest this master of unclear body and suspicious sexuality really does what he is responsible for.
Three minutes later, under the huge shadow of the iron whale, a small cabin slowly landed on the ground along the steel cable and opened.
Except for Mr. Hu, who was not under the jurisdiction of the Holy City, several masters who had been temporarily conscripted entered and sat there, and the last arrival Ye Qingxuan was intercepted by Father Bann at the hatch.
"Next, as a Templar, you will enter there with several masters."
Bane looked at him with a solemn voice: "Remember, the holy city cannot allow the Romulus people to plunge into the realm of the abyss.
half an hour, you only have half an hour. After half an hour, if you do not come back, I will order the activation of the "Gate of Heaven", play "Destiny" under the crown of the Pope. "
"Destiny"......
Thinking of the ultimate movement known as the judgment and punishment of the gods, Ye Qingxuan got cold all over, then nodded and walked into the cabin silently.
Father Benn glanced at him one last time and closed the hatch.
in the roar~IndoMTL.com~ The cabin was pulled by the steel cable and rose to the sky. One minute later, the direct whale fell into that city frozen in time.
Father stared at the rise of the cabin, staring blankly at them going away.
After a long time, the Templar came quietly and whispered beside him: "Caligula is willing to speak."
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The iron whale airdropped the raw materials after the forging was completed. With the assembly of the Templars, the prototype of the headquarters was quickly built on the ground. In a metal prison made of steel, Caligula sat in a chair with disheveled hair.
He didn't seem to be treated cruelly, but his expression was still haggard.
is like tens of years old overnight.
Father Bann motioned the others to guard at the door, and the door was closed. He sat opposite Caligula and looked at him indifferently: "You ask for natural disasters...why?"
Caligula raised his turbulent hair and looked at him, then suddenly smiled: "Do I ask your **** who doesn't exist?"
Bane's expression is still cold, but his voice is raised:
"I am asking you, why?"
"Why...?"
Elder scratched his frizzy hair, repeating his question in confusion: "If I want to ask why, I am also at a loss."
"Probably... it must be done." (To be continued.)