Drifting between nothingness and real thoughts, like the pale gray haze that looms in a poorly lit room, memories flash from time to time in such images.
The shadows are full of shadows, struggling to change.
Sometimes the tense heartstrings are plucked, and in an instant they disappear like a fish swimming under the water, but the velvet-like memory tail line is like a mire, swallowing it up when people can't notice it, and gradually reaching the knees and waists What he remembered was the gloomy fortress and the myriad labyrinthine rooms, in which his mother's face was always revealed, and she was always dressed in splendid and noble clothes, and the skirt of the nobility spread like a lotus, making her look like an unattainable spire.
Her lips are a little thin, and she often involuntarily raises a shallow arc, with single eyelids, and often jet-black eyeliner on both sides, which makes her look aristocratic and mean.
The image walked through the labyrinth of memory, chasing him like a nightmare in the rear.
Oh, by the way, at that time, she was chasing the child who had just gotten rid of the baby, and at that time, he was the child Once upon a time, had she looked at him so serenely, as in that delicate scene, when he was still younger, at an age that she didn't know anything, and her face was not so mean and detached.
She had also been so loving, with that simple smile on the small bed, she looked at him quietly, and there was an ethereal singing voice in the distance.
The lights are warm yellow, the memories are warm yellow, there is no fortress, no labyrinth, only that simple little world.
If there is, there is The gentle singing voice still swam slowly in the air, the red wine reflected the light, the blood trembled slightly, and someone was talking in his ear.
What is he talking about, music, the most beautiful music, the music that seems to evoke the deepest memories of people's hearts, what about memories, memories It's a memory that I've avoided and wanted to forget again and again With a "pop", the wine glass was placed on the table by him, and agate-like droplets splashed between the violent shaking, unconsciously making the wine splash wet the sleeves.
The tall and thin old man next to him was still talking: "This kind of singing can definitely create an era, it is simple, and it can go deep into the soul" "It's just boring music."
Interrupting him coldly, the prince, who had always maintained a noble temperament, was unprecedentedly a little restless, "What the country needs has never been like that, except for iron and blood, everything is meaningless. ” "His Royal Highness Freret."
"I" breathed in the old man's calm voice, and after a moment, he smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Count Brandt, I'm out of shape. ” "Your Highness, calm down first, oh, Earl White is over there too, I'll leave for a while" "Sorry" At the sound of music, the tall and thin old man left his side, he stared at the wine glass shaking on the table, and after a moment his breathing returned to calm, and he raised his head with the usual indifferent posture with an elegant smile, and the figure of the silver-haired woman entered his line of sight.
Just in front of the round table, Christina sat in her mother's arms, quietly embracing the Grand Duchess's neck.
The silver-haired woman sat next to them, her hands on her cheeks, looking sideways at the platform on the second floor, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, which revealed the nature and purity that everyone present could not reach, as if by her side, everything turned into a jungle and returned to the original world.
After a few moments, the singing gradually stopped, and Nancy's voice could be heard above.
"I told you just now, it's all made by Mr.
Kamen X, and the one who played the piano is also Mr.
Kamen, Nancy is just in charge of the singing part, and Nancy admires him very much, and then there's a piano piece he made for our little princess tonight, to be honest, this song is really heavenly."
"To Korna."
The deliberately low male voice said the name of the music, and then the timeless music dedicated to Alice sounded softly.
After a few moments, he picked up his glass and walked naturally to the round table where the silver-haired woman was.
"Auntie, it's been a long time."
Putting down his glass, he sat down on the other side of Lady Catherine.
"Oh, it's Freret."
Patting the little girl in her arms on the back, she sat up straight from her languid position, and seeing that he was about to talk to her mother, Christina walked to the seat next to the silver-haired woman very ladylikely, "When did you come to Danma, you didn't come to play with me, I'll be angry."
Is your father's health okay?"
"My father's health is still good and bad, but at the beginning of spring, it was finally stable, so I dared to leave the imperial capital.
Auntie, don't bother me, otherwise my father will probably be the first to let me go.
He smiled and confessed to the woman behind the veil, there were five people seated at this table, and the little girl probably felt too crowded, and dragged the silver-haired woman to a table next to it.
Damn it The gaze followed the two to the side, and then retracted in shock, the Duchess's gaze behind the veil was burning on his face, but the restraint of being watched was only fleeting, and disappeared like an illusion: "It's snowing in the imperial capital this year."
"Well, it's a big fall, it's really spectacular on the Qilan Mountains, but a few people have been crushed to death in the southern area."
"Ah, have you crushed people, haven't been to the imperial capital for a long time" The two of them just chatted casually, and after a few minutes Freette pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Is the daughter of that girl who is with Kna a daughter of a family that I haven't seen before, and her temperament is outstanding." ” "Oh, Freret, do you also think her temperament is very good, but it's a pity that she can't speak, she is not a nobleman, and she is already someone else's wife, Freret, you are a step late, then the couple has a good relationship."
Catherine playfully made fun of him.
"Ah, yes."
Adjusting the unnatural expression on her face, Freette raised her glass to her lips and nodded slightly.
After a few more moments, he got up and left.
On the platform on the second floor, the beautiful melody was nearing the end, and Christina jumped up and shouted a few times, "Banzai Kamen x Banzai is so good" and then pulled the silver-haired woman to the back of the villa, her eyes followed the figure of the silver-haired woman, and his face showed a slight amazement.
And not far from his side, the fat earl, with a round body, quietly took this scene into his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.
A short time later, a man dressed as a servant left the Grand Duke's manor, stepped on a swift galloping horse, and galloped to a secret place somewhere in the city a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 Pretending to be unintentionally moving around, the purpose of course is to see her again.
I thought I had finally met the right woman for me, but I forgot to consider the possibility that the beautiful woman was already famous, and now what lingers in my heart, in addition to a faint melancholy, there is only a sense of powerlessness similar to being overwhelmed, if in the past, he would scoff at this feeling and force himself to press such a weak heart, but now it can only be like this Hiding behind the thick flower tree, he quietly looked at the silver-haired woman not far away, sighed and finally decided to turn away, but saw the fat body looking at him not far behind, and couldn't help frowning.
What is this rotten man going to do?
Such doubts did not last long, noticing the gaze of His Royal Highness, Earl White immediately trotted over with a smile on his face: "Your Highness, do you like that girl?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"No, no, no other meaning, Your Highness, since you like him so much, your subordinates have already checked, this girl has no background.
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So we've informed the Dark 2 team that we're just on her way home."
Looking at the fat lips on that disgusting smiling face, constantly spit out unbearable words and plans, Freette almost couldn't resist the urge to hit people for a while, and then a slight smile bloomed on his face: "I now know why Earl White can be appreciated by your father."
"For the sake of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Majesty can only do his best and work hard" "Intercept someone for me as soon as you are big, if you offend a single hair of this young lady, I will kill you" The smiling gaze suddenly became fierce, he lowered his voice and let out a deep roar, which immediately frightened the fat earl on the opposite side to stand in place, and after a while, beads of sweat the size of a soybean continued to drip from his distorted round face: "But, but" "No, but don't go yet" "Yes, yes" finally reacted, and the round body echoed in response, running away like a ball.
It took a long time to stare at those angry eyes before he calmed his breath.
"What can someone like you understand?"
Turning back, the silver-haired woman hugged a short-haired man in the magical light shining on the opposite side.
At first glance, the man's face was handsome but weak, and the royal blue earrings swayed lightly in the light, but he soon saw the tenacity that ran through the man's body. is also a very good person, in this case, it is not to insult her.
With a soft sigh, the man on the other side seemed to sense his gaze and looked back.
Raising his glass, he nodded naturally at the other party, and then a kind nod in response was also sent back.
Please be happy Having drained the wine from his glass, he turned away from the flower tree, and not far away was the still lively banquet place, in which countless filthy and restless souls mingled.
There is his battlefield there.
At the same time, in a villa adjacent to an aristocratic district.
The four fields were quiet, the faint magic light swayed between the dirty halls, and the wooden cabinets, tables and chairs were placed horizontally and vertically in them, and many people stood and sat casually in this ruin-like environment, sorting out the equipment on their bodies and wiping the weapons in their hands.
"There is still some time before the banquet ends, so everyone can prepare well, this is our first action in Danma, and besides, it is a woman that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince likes, everyone must go all out."
Walking between the various furniture, the servant who had just arrived to deliver the message was talking, and not far away, a woman sitting cross-legged on the collapsed wine cabinet spit out a stalk of grass that was originally in her mouth, and shot into the chair next to the man with a "plop" sound: "Don't be wordy, every time we miss, every action, no matter who we do, we have to do our best, we know that we will deal with her as Buckna Rorschach, okay." ” "yes, it's annoying."
A young man with a gloomy face next to him briefly agreed.
"Hehe, it's just an order from Lord Earl to say it a few more times, don't be weird, don't be weird."
Hearing the words "Lord Earl", a man sitting at the next window frowned: "I really don't know what that ball called White is."
The voice came out slowly and unevenly, and before it could be fully spoken, it was interrupted by the sound of "ping pong".
At that moment, the massive scythe broke through the window behind him, hooking him around his neck in a splash of blood, dragging him straight out of the villa.
Suddenly, more than a dozen people in the room were alarmed together, and the instantaneous fireballs first broke through the crack in the wall and flew out of the room, and then the melee warriors rushed out of the hole one after another.
The surroundings were still very quiet, the sky was thin and the moon was like an eyebrow, the twinkling silver light of the stars was sprinkled naturally, the grass was interlaced with countless blood lines and minced flesh, and the only intact human head was abruptly laid flat on the ground, staring at the big eyes, and his life was forever stopped in that terrifying moment.
The attacker was nowhere to be found.
No one spoke, everyone naturally formed a circle of battle, and that kind of formation had been tempered by thousands of tempers on everyone, and it could almost be called perfect, but at this time, everyone had no bottom in their hearts, and more than a dozen hearts were also beating "thumping".
Under the night sky, the Grim Reaper slowly danced the scythe of the harvest "How can you let you boring supporting characters disrupt the plot that has been arranged" Quietly, someone whispered in the darkness: