The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 82: The Blue Bird of the North (Part 2)
Long Ji came to stroke his back, and the rose knight smiled bitterly: "There are several possibilities for this task, and because of the different choices that may be made by the head of the room, more branches have emerged.
Assuming that Her Majesty the Queen and the pursuers arrive at Sukasa Canyon on April 26th, first, we can attack Her Majesty and the royal guards so that the Zawi Empire can achieve its goal and the mission is completed;
Secondly, we can attack the Imperial Army of Zawi, postpone it until April 27, and return to Cherry Cross before the ferry sails. The mission is complete.
If the royal family only appeared on April 27, everything would be different.
Besides, don’t forget that the second faction of royalists will also participate in the event, adding more variables to the event. ——In any case, under every assumption, the probability of Pitchfork Team being destroyed is much higher than that of returning safely. ——This is our tomorrow. "
"No, no, it's not that simple." Jonah frowned tightly. "The content of the prophecy is April 26, which is tomorrow. A huge disaster will happen to Cherry Du. If you guessed it correctly. , The golden hammer will arrive tomorrow."
Elliott seemed a little hesitant: "Mr. Qiaopu once said that Isaacios was a little jealous of his father. The Zavi Empire deliberately expelled the Colombo people and built a new port near Cherry Ferry. If not forced, they It should not attack Cherry Cross. Moreover, Mr. W will not stand by."
"Well, you two. Don't think about it anymore. If fate is destined, no matter what you do, it is the arrangement of fate. We can't change the fate, so please calmly greet it." Long Ji stood up and walked away. Between the two, said.
"Quiet? If fate cannot be changed, what is the role of prophecy? The betrayer Segles chose me as the bearer of the prophecy. Is it just for me to witness one disaster after another?" Jonah looked a little bit. Excited.
Long Ji stared at him with deep black eyes and said: "That is your own choice. You can run away from afar and throw these yellowed papers into the brazier. No, you choose to witness everything. ."
Jonah took two deep breaths and reached out to hold down the untitled book page in the inner pocket: "I believe I can change something."
"Well, change my destiny to see? Help me escape this endless curse, okay?" Long Ji opened his eyes wide.
"...your destiny..." At this moment, Jonah saw so much helplessness, panic, anger and sadness from those black pupils, betrayed again and again, disappointed again and again, Night after night of thoughts, handfuls of sadness, all emotions are intertwined to form a cobweb of sad fate, one end of the web is the back of a faint man, and this end of the web is Long Ji Xuanran's desire Weeping eyes.
"Long Ji, I..." Jonah wanted to do something. He wanted to stretch out his arms and hug the weak and helpless woman into his arms, but tried and tried, only raising his pale hands, his fingertips and Long Ji's arms were still a hug away.
"It's night, rest early."
Long Ji turned her head, leaving a good night, and walked out of the empty doorway, her silver hair accessories flashed in the night, reflecting the night more deeply.
Jonah lowered his head in regret and covered his cheek. The unicorn brought his head to his neck, his ears tickled with the warm breath, and Jonah knew that Elliott was trying to comfort him.
"I'm fine, Ellie." He lowered his head and said, "I know, I said something wrong."
The Rose Knight whispered: "Miss Long Ji is a very strong warrior. She will be fine. I hope she will have the courage to tell you her story. Before that, we had never seen a dragon. Miss Ji is so close to a man. You are not the same, Lord Jona."
Jonah shook his head and said nothing.
The room is quiet.
Yekong has been standing in the corner of the wall, holding the famous knife and Buddha tooth in the red leather sheath, not knowing what he is thinking.
The brazier in the center of the room crackled, and the firewood exploded small sparks in the basin.
"Your Excellency Jonah, you asked about our Miss Sibi's past. If you don't mind, we can tell you now." Elliott took the initiative to break the silence.
"Oh? Of course I don't mind, Ellie." Jonah looked up. Everyone has an unknown past, and the secrets in Little Grasshopper make Jonah especially concerned, especially her and Mr. W's incompatible enmity.
"Speaking of Mr. W..."
"Mr. W, is Miss Sibi's father." said the Rose Knight.
Jonah was dumbfounded.
"Your Excellency Jonah may have noticed that Mr. W has curly white hair, which is not a common hair color for Westerners. In fact, there is a little secret hidden under the broad-brimmed top hat he wears all the year round. . Mr. W’s ears are long and sharp."
Jona's lips moved, and he said a word silently.
"Yes, the northern elf." The Rose Knight affirmed. "He is a visitor from the far northern continent, a very cold country covered with snow and ice all year round, a noble northern elf."
Jona couldn't help but think of the few words mentioned in "Geography of the Western Continent".
The northern elves are ancient residents of the northern continent. They have pure blood, brilliant culture and long life. In the civilization history of the entire world, the northern elves have created brilliant achievements in the fields of architecture, music, and craftsmanship.
They lived peacefully in the snow and ice in the north, until an earth-shaking disaster happened a hundred years ago. The volcanic eruption and subsequent earthquakes almost destroyed the geographical structure of the entire northern continent, and the northern continent was cut into five by a rift valley. Floating islands of varying sizes are still covered in ice and snow in some places, and turned into hells of lava rushing in some places.
Many northern elven tribes have lost their homes. It was also from that time that some northern elves left their hometowns to find new settlements on other continents. This disaster, known as the "Dawn of the Second Age", was the first year of the new calendar for the northern elves.
"Well, that Sibi, she too..." Thinking of this, Jonah couldn't help but become a little stuttered.
"She is a child of humans and northern elves: a half-elf." said the Rose Knight. "The story began fifty years ago."
In the autumn of 2265 on the General Calendar, the manor located in the western province of Bazelal in the province of Arivia ushered in a bumper harvest. This large manor named Dewey Bluegrass was the fief of the Crown Prince Dewey Sutherland who had not succeeded at that time. The owner of the manor was named Javellier, and he had a virtuous wife and a newly grown daughter. 4000 acres of tobacco and spice fields, with 200 farmers and hired workers, is a happy and bold old guy.
This year the manor has a rare bumper harvest. Golden tobacco leaves are piled up in every warehouse. The top-quality tobacco given to the Duke of Sutherland has been roasted and packed into silver-plated gift boxes. Businessmen from all over the country were walking halfway with empty carriages. The farmers piled up the tobacco leaves that could not fit in the warehouse in the square in front of the manor castle and enjoyed them. Numerous burning pipes sent the aroma to the clear blue sky.
Avilier was talking with his wife in the study, discussing the question of hiring a swordsman for her daughter. The daughter has just turned 18 and is already a determined girl. She is not satisfied with the days of riding horses and hunting all day long. Every day she is noisy and has to learn fencing and fencing like a man, which makes Javier a bit of a headache.
"Okay, but you must find a reliable teacher." At the end of the conversation, Javilil made a decision.
Mrs. Javelier suggested: "My brother wrote a few days ago that he met a very good swordsman in the city and wanted to recommend us to be the head of the guard. I have not yet answered him. It is better to reply to him and say that we want to Hire that swordsman as Daniela's swordsmanship teacher, and the salary is the same as that of the head of the guard. What do you think?"
Javerier nodded: "Just do it."
The door of the study room opened and Daniela rushed in, her wheat-colored hair raised in the air, and her big green eyes were full of smiles: "I heard it, Mom and Dad, thank you!"
Avilier scowled: "Just don't make trouble."
"Of course. Dad, I love you!" Daniela jumped up and hugged the old Yavillier's neck, and stamped her lips on her father's face.
The Yavilliers looked at each other and smiled. Maybe this decision is right? They thought.
One month later, the golden tobacco cloud covering the sky over Dewey Bluegrass Manor had just cleared, and the swordsman who had arrived in a carriage from the city of Kings met the Yaviliers at the dining table.
The couple’s first impression of the swordsman is very good. This tall young man with a wide-brimmed hat and unusual gray hair is polite and knows any subtle aristocratic etiquette better than the old housekeeper, even It is a pleasure to watch him cut food with a knife and fork.
After lunch, the swordsman drew out his light sword and had a brief discussion with the captain of the guard. Judging from the face of the captain of the guard, Javier, he knew that this young man was a real master.
"So, what's your name?" After deciding to hire him, Javier asked.
"Wolstar, sir. My full name is very long. Please call me Wolstar. This means'blue bird' in my mother tongue," the young man replied respectfully.
The first meeting between Walstar and Daniela was not as pleasant as the two expected. Daniela was too aggressive and wanted to beat her swordsman in the first round of the sword test. She was proficient in music and Visitors from the north of the swordsmanship did not understand the psychology of the 18-year-old girl, and repeatedly knocked down the long sword in Daniela's hand to the ground.
"You are a bastard, Walstar!" Daniela threw the sword to the ground viciously.
"I'm sorry." The northern elf opened his eyes wide, wondering what he had done wrong.
Three months later, they fell in love.