Silent Crown Chapter 531: Lonely

The distant noisy voice came.

Across several streets and corners, when the hustle and bustle came here, it turned into a slight ripple. Everything is quiet.

After experiencing the chaos and hustle and bustle of the Hundred Eyes attack a few days ago, this city has just restored stability, and the order has finally been restored. Everyone is busy rebuilding the city and restoring production and work.

This kind of side lanes is extremely deserted, with rare figures, not to mention whether there are people visiting antique shops.

In the afternoon, there was a little snow in the sky and underground again.

Bo Xue covered the blood and the dead, covering the hollow eyes like a shroud. People can forget the disaster that just happened in this city and continue their lives.

As it approached the evening, the alleys and old shops welcomed rare guests.

Someone pushed in, knocked on the bell on the counter, and waited patiently.

Behind the counter, Hermes is ill at his desk, waving his hand without raising his head: "This shop is closed. Please wait for some time to come after shopping."

The visitor stood by the fireplace, smiled, took off his hat against the cold, and revealed his white hair.

"I don't buy things."

He said, "Come and find someone."

It was an elderly man who was well maintained, with white hair combed behind his head, in good order. When speaking, the voice was slow and firm, without any anxiety.

He walked all the way, but there was no snow falling on him, and there was no water mark on the black cloak.

"It turned out to be you."

Hearing his voice, Hermes was stunned for a moment, raised his head, raised his brows, and the corners of his mouth habitually hung a mocking smile: "His Royal Highness Bai Heng, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Hermes."

Bai Heng nodded and pointed to his wine rack: "Can you bring me some? I can see a lot of good things."

"It's up to you."

Hermes shook his head: "Your identity does not mean that you have insulted them."

Bai Heng readily obeyed his life, stretched out his hand, wiped the dust off the bottle, opened it skillfully, poured himself a glass, and placed another glass in front of Hermes.

Hermes is holding a wine glass and leaning on him: "At this time, you came to the Holy City silently. Aren't you afraid that the Pope might have any guesses and connections?"

"I have only one emperor, and the emperor who belongs to me is not in the holy city."

Bai Heng took a sip and put down the wine glass: "Although something is wrong now, there are some things that have been delayed for so long and must be resolved.

The dispute between the Eastern Prince and Hermes should have ended. "

"I understand."

Hermes nodded and suddenly asked: "Can I resist?"

"Please feel free."

Bai Heng Tanshou: "As you can see, although I was born in the Bai family, I was not trained as a musician since I was a child. Up to now, it is just a mere rhythm.

You want to kill me, it's easy. "

"Speaking so nicely, why are there two people standing outside the door?"

"Just in case." Bai Heng replied calmly.

In the long silence, Hermes turned the pen with his fingertips, aiming at Bai Heng's throat intentionally or unintentionally. After a long time, he put down the pen and sighed:

"Forget it, it's too much trouble."

Hermes raised his head and asked: "Are you in a hurry?"

Bai Heng thought for a while and replied: "The schedule is tight, but an hour or two is more than enough."

"Then wait for me for a while."

Hermes picked up the pen again, looked at the notes on the table, and whispered softly:

"I'm almost done writing."

-

When Bai Xi returned from the intensive care unit of the Silent Organ, it was already dusk.

The chanter told her that Ye Qingxuan's recovery is in good condition, the ether fluctuations have stabilized, and her awakening is just around the corner. This made her mood much better.

The large-scale offensive by the Hundred Eyes a few days ago has been called the "Night of Eternal Darkness". Under the wise leadership of the Pope’s Palace, mankind fought back and finally defeated this evil **** and achieved A proud result. Suddenly, the support rate of the new Pope, Mr. Ludovic, rose rapidly.

At the time of the incident, Ye Qingxuan, who came forward, not only repaired the barrier of the holy city, but also defended the holy city from destruction and the hands of demons, and even made great contributions to mankind in some places. He cleared his suspicion and was praised by the Pope.

Even if the current situation is still turbulent, the war between nations and natural disasters is not over yet, but Ye Qingxuan's name still spread throughout the world.

The fame is almost only comparable to that of Gaius when he rose. Being entrusted with important tasks, taking up important positions in the Holy City is almost just around the corner.

Even in the ward, important institutions from all parties in the holy city sent greetings. The cardinal made a special visit, and even the Scarlet King made a special secret visit once in his busy schedule. After giving Ye Qingxuan a coma with a ‘Holy Medal’ to prove his perfect character, he also left a white teaching gown in the ward.

The bishop's robe.

This is a hint.

If Ye Qingxuan woke up and was willing to wear it, then he would be the youngest bishop in the history of the sect. There would be no problem whether he was on the mission or entered the vital department of the Holy City. In the future, it will be smooth sailing and have a great future.

Therefore, the doctor who was in charge of the treatment also became a little horrible attentively. He came in to investigate almost every three minutes, which made Bai Xi very annoying.

I haven't had much rest in the past few days. After Ye Qingxuan's condition stabilized, Bai Xi actually fell asleep on the carriage returning home.

When the coachman awakened her, she remembered having a nightmare.

But what happened in the nightmare, she couldn't remember.

It seems that something terrible happened in a place that she hadn't noticed, quietly destroying part of her own things, and when she happened to look back, she saw the devastation.

Everything is too late.

She stood in the alley, unsure.

The snow fell on her, melted, turned into water droplets, and penetrated into the collar, as if it had penetrated into the bone marrow.

She shook her head, stopped thinking about it, and ran to the lighted door faster. Across the door, she felt the temperature of the fireplace, and the panic in her heart calmed down slightly.

The soft light seemed to disperse the haze.

She pushed open the door and saw blood.

Undried blood flowed from the cracks in the door, down the steps, and into the snow.

In front of the fireplace behind the door, in the warm light of the fire, Hermes was sitting in a chair, eyes drooping, as if asleep. The wine glass in his hand fell on the ground, and the wine had dried up under the baking of the fire and penetrated into the floor.

The scarlet color flowed from the crack in the shirt, followed his body, fell on the ground, converged into a spring, and flowed meandering towards the door.

Bai Xi was stunned.

"Hermes?"

She stepped on the sticky blood, moved forward, bent down, and carefully touched his cheek. The bleak eyes lifted up, seeming to be blurred, and then squinted, seeing the sluggish girl clearly.

"It's you, Bai Xi." He smiled, "Are you back?"

"Hermes, you...you..."

"It's no big deal, but it's dying."

Hermes looked at the blood on his chest, and shook his head tiredly: "In every sense, I have failed to'be a man.' My mouth is so stinky, I have offended so many people, and I haven't done anything. Good thing, it’s unreasonable not to die.

Fortunately, all the debts owed are paid..."

Bai Xi only felt that his thinking was about to freeze.

A pitch-black fault appeared in consciousness, engulfing all thoughts.

Hermes is dying?

Hermes and death, these are two words that will never be linked together.

This bastard, heartless, vicious and tricky, looked at the world coldly. Even when the world is about to be destroyed, he can guarantee his safety. Even if everyone else is dead, he will never lose a single hair.

For a long time, this **** stayed out of the business, watching other people's performances on stage coldly, applauding and cheering, or mocking and laughing.

It's like being able to watch it for decades, hundreds of years...

But now, he is dying.

A certain kind of cold pain spread through Bai Xi's lungs, making her breathless.

"How could you die?"

Bai Xi looked at his blood and muttered dazedly. Suddenly I felt inexplicably angry again, grabbed him, and shook hard: "Why do you want to die at this time! Ass! You get me up! Are you kidding me again? Where is your blood hidden? Why? ……"

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Beneath the torn apart of Hermes is a broken heart.

She was stunned.

Hermes sighed, took Bai Xi's hand away, and re-covered his chest with difficulty.

"Sorry, I am going to die."

He whispered, "This time it's true, don't lie to you."

Bai Xi lowered his head, looking at the blood on his hand, couldn't help but choke:

"There are other ways, right?"

Hermes smiled and shook his head.

"What are you pretending! Don't you always have a way? Save yourself first!"

Bai Xi raised his voice, as if angry, but couldn't help crying: "You speak! Whom should I go to? I don't know what to do anymore!"

"The cry is too low, I can't hear it. Make it louder."

Hermes sighed: "It feels good to have someone cry before dying. It's a pity that there is only one little girl, and she doesn't look good when she cries. Let's forget it..."

"Hey, don't cry, Bai Xi, raise your head."

He stretched out his hand slowly, squeezed the girl’s face, looked at her with divergent eyes, and told her: "You are the only disciple of the great Hermes, who died in front of you, you No need to bow your head."

"But I...but what should I do in the future?"

"This is your problem. The teacher has taught you so much, you can't solve everything for you, right?" Hermes inhaled hard, his voice hoarse:

"While I still have the strength to speak, let me leave a last word."

He said, "After I die, I will give you all the things I have saved over the years. There is also a gift outside, I hope you will like it. But, remember to help me bring that thing to Ye Qingxuan. "

He looked at the note on the table with the cover stained red.

"About Auschwitz, I owe him."

He said, "I pay it back."

"Good."

Bai Xi nodded vigorously.

Hermes smiled, relieved, like a child, full of joy, even if it is death that is hugging himself. Just beckoning, motioned for Bai Xi to come over.

Come here some more.

Lean on his shoulder, sit next to him, holding his hand.

In this way, his expression will be quiet, he will no longer laugh, and his eyes will no longer be painful.

It's like a child is going to fall asleep, and if you stay by his side, he will no longer be afraid of the monsters in the dark and sleep peacefully.

"Bai Xi, have you ever dreamed?"

He whispered softly, like a dream.

"I did it."

"It feels so good to dream, it's like the soul is free."

"Hmm."

Bai Xi nodded, resisting the urge to cry.

"Bai Xi, I really like people." He said, "I like you...like the way you lie, and the tears when you betrayed...it's so beautiful..."

"Bai Xi, I am a little cold. Can you hug me?"

Bai Xi hugged him, so hard, as if to keep all his breaths in place, not to leave.

"Bai Xi, it's so quiet."

He held Bai Xi's hand and humblely pleaded: "Can you please cry for me?"

Bai Xi nodded vigorously, already, unable to cry.

The tears fell on Hermes' face, diluted with blood, and set off his pale face, like pink makeup.

He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, as if looking at the distant past and distant places.

So the names of those people murmured in their mouths, one after another, broken and vague. It's like passing by friends one by one during a long trip.

Until the end, this long journey in the world is about to end.

He put down his salute, relieved, and opened the last door.

Go home.

"Don't be bitter, Seton." He smiled and embraced the phantom in his memory, "Smile, I'm back."

"Welcome back, teacher."

Bai Xi stroked his cheek, shed tears, and whispered softly. Feeling the last temperature away from his fingertips, he couldn't help but feel the sadness in his chest.

Farewell, teacher.

-

Snow fell from the sky.

Bai Heng sat on the steps, smoking a cigarette in silence, and heard in the corner not far away. There was a faint whine. After a long time, he got up, walked over, and stretched out the handful of withered grass.

In the thin snow, the female cat's body is already stiff.

One kitten is left wailing, sucking her shriveled breast milk, dying. Bai Heng pinched out the cigarette, stretched out his hand, took the kitten into his arms, and returned to the steps.

"Jiuying, do you like cats?"

He stroked the kitten's fluff carefully, and asked in a low voice.

In the shadow out of the light, the burly servant shook his head, "Never."

"It's normal."

Bai Heng nodded, "You guys~IndoMTL.com~ are all thinking about killing and setting fire. They never feel lonely or weak. But only lonely people like cats. Stay with cats. Together, I feel that I am not alone anymore.

I used to like it very much, when I was young. "

Jiuying was silent for a long time and asked:

"What about now?"

Bai Heng smiled, did not speak, but gave the kitten to Jiuying: "Take care of me. It's rare to come to the Holy City. This is a souvenir I brought for your Majesty.

The palace is deserted, always find her a playmate. "

Jiuying took it and nodded.

In silence, Bai Heng got up, looked at the snow that was blowing, and asked in a low voice: "The girl whom Hermes asks me is called Bai Xi?"

"Yeah." Jiu Ying nodded.

"Is a good girl."

Bai Heng said, "The waste of Yunlou Qingshu is not good enough for her. Go and tell her that from tomorrow, she will be my Bai Heng's daughter. After I die, I will be the only heir to the Bai family."

"What if she doesn't want it?"

"She will."

Bai Heng said indifferently, "It's okay to hate me or be afraid of me. Only by staying with me can I have a chance to kill me, don't you? You have to be careful. Cats will scratch people."

Jiuying's fingers twitched, and he lowered his head in astonishment, and saw the little cat struggling, scratching a gap in his fingertips. His expression suddenly became embarrassed.

"Leave it to me."

Bai Heng sighed nervously, and said that the kitten was picked up from his hand, gently and gentle. Little finger scratched its chin, the cat stopped making trouble, closed his eyes obediently, and fell asleep peacefully in his arms.

Jiuying is gone.

In the silent falling snow, only Bai Heng was holding the cat and looking into the distance in silence.

"Just lonely."

He whispered softly. (To be continued.)