[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Go and save your brother!Mom begging you!

In this world, the only source of light is the "sun disc".

No one knows what the "sun disc" is, and there are only vague records in mythology and history——

[The God of Light bestowed the sun disc on mankind at the beginning of creation, and there has been light in the world since then]

The myth also records that the gods first bestowed 81 sun discs on human beings, which are distributed in the shape of concentric circles, the most central one is the brightest, and then the outer layers are distributed according to eight, sixteen, 24 and 32 respectively, With each layer outward, the sun disc becomes dimmer.

Human beings built the initial cities around these light sources, and the cities united together gradually became a unified country, and the most central and brightest city became the capital of the king.

The outermost city of light is the line of defense of the light, and the city with the sun disc is the land of glory.

Holy Lumir, the only country of mankind.

But the sun disc is not always bright. The outermost sun disc went out and fell in turn in the first millennium, followed by the fourth sun disc and the second millennium. Now it has reached the end of the third era, St. Amber It is the last dying city in the third sun disc.

Waiting for the light to be completely extinguished, the darkness will bring death, plague and walking dead. People will kill each other in endless despair, and finally St. Amber will become a completely dead city.

The huge wall on the outside seems to be to stop the walking corpses now, but it was built hundreds of years ago to stop the people from the outer city from fleeing inward.

Land is limited and cannot support too many people.

Inside the city of St. Amber is the St. Suka on the second floor. The reincarnation of fate in the past generally fell on the top of the people of St. Amber-San Suka also built a wall tens of meters high.

This wall is a gate, a sentry post, and a filter. It only allows noble ladies and gentlemen to escape, but it ruthlessly stops tens of thousands of ordinary people.

People are not allowed to leave, their established destiny has been written by this country, and all they can do now seems to be praying, praying that the sun will go out later.

Such despair would naturally lead to riots, but after the attack of the nobles by the poor, St. Amber fell into a dead silence.

Standing in the light halo, Miao Xuan looked at the fort outside the outer wall of San Suka from afar.

There is Langyakou, the mobile stronghold of the border governor, the place where order prevails, the source of tranquility... It should be said, the dead silence.

A few days ago, those poor people who attacked the nobles were captured, and then their executions were made public at Spike Mouth. Almost all the knights and warriors, and most of the people were asked to come to watch the execution. The punishment took a long time. So everyone was asked to come here once a day. This nightmare-like invitation lasted for seven days, and it was only yesterday that they fully understood.

Thus a new order was established.

Harmonious land, quiet people*.

Unlike the city gates near the border of St. Amber, Wolf's Tooth Mouth is very bright. The dying sun was transported and placed on the steeple church of Wolf's Fang Mouth, illuminating the dark and gloomy fortress.

However, even the brightest Spike Mouth is uninhabited for several miles around, and the fear it brings to people has surpassed the people's worship and love for light.

Miao Xuan was standing on the roof of an abandoned residential building at this time. He looked at the fortress in the distance and frowned slightly.

Ever since Miao Xuan had seen the Dragon King's throne, there was no building that could shake his mind, but the Spike Mouth did arouse his negative emotions and made him feel uncomfortable.

King Lanling's modeling has the five senses and latent ability that are second to none in the history of modeling. Miao Xuan even feels that his intuition has been strengthened a little because of this. This instinct can provide convenience in many occasions, but it also brings Huge troubles, such as this time - the smell of rancidity and blood is everywhere, and Miao Xuan can't wait to hold his nose and go to the appointment.

Ahh...the mask that comes with modeling is so empathetic, thank goodness.

Miao Xuan turned on his invisibility, and quickly swept across the land. The fresh blood provoked insects, and the uncleaned minced meat exuded the smell of nightmares.

Miao Xuan finally climbed up the high wall of the fortress. He was fast and light enough, so he was not stained at all. If a knight in heavy armor walked by, his armor would definitely be stained with an iron smell that could not be washed away. And in the gap below the knee pads, there will be enough nutrients to grow fresh and tender maggots.

The disgusting smell was also blocked by the cloak, but every time he came to Spike Mouth, Miao Xuan was always disappointed.

This time the modeling was originally named Holder, if the name given by the mother counts...

In the local mythology of this world, Holder is the name of a god, but is it not a high expectation to give a child this name, and it is probably a curse to some extent?

St. Lumir is indeed a monotheistic religion, but there are always many leftovers that provide enough exciting plots for the myth. The great God of Light always needs someone or a god to set off——

Holder, who can barely be regarded as a dark god, is born blind, ugly, and walks in darkness forever. The black plague is his robe, and the walking corpse is his servant. He hates all bright creatures.

This time, after the modeling was born, the parents were stunned. They did not believe that there would be such a double-black demon in their child. The father immediately strangled him to death, but the mother moved the baby with compassion and sent the baby to the light. defensive line.

At that time, the border governor was loyal to the noble lady's mother family, so Holder was lucky not to be strangled to death, and grew up in neglect and hatred, and then Duang inherited the modeling this time.

#Wait a minute, this world is such a child#

#It’s all here, what else can I do#

Miao Xuan himself is very open-minded, and to some extent he is also ruthless, but the hero King Lanling is bitter and sad, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with an unquenchable flame in his chest.

This was the first time that Miao Xuan had such a wonderful experience. After so many years since he came to this world, he finally stabilized his mentality.

Miao Xuan climbed up the city wall. The high city wall was just a toy in his hands. He climbed along the high wall to the highest church where the sun wheel was placed.

Fenrir's grandson has a lot of moths, and only the Holy Church of Light can't be set up as a trap. Of course, it's not that Fenrir has no courage or is unwilling, but that the holy magic attributes of the sun itself can make the vast majority Most traps are ineffective.

The appearance of the sun disc is very similar to the small crystal ball in the hands of the parade knight, but it is a version magnified a hundred times. The platinum light elements are concentrated in a huge, gorgeous transparent ball, even the sun disc that is about to fall Still has such a brilliance.

And at this moment!The small ball of light in Miao Xuan's spiritual force suddenly bounced in place!

Miao Xuan: ...? ? ?

What's the matter, little brother?You can still move!

The system was shocked: [Brother Miao, Brother Miao is moving... no, it's moving! 】

Little Ball seemed to be able to hear the system's shocking speech, so he jumped up and down again.

Miao Xuan: ...

This little ball of light was completely unexpected. Miao Xuan didn't know if it was light magic or what. Sooner or later he would go to the holy city of light to find out, but not now.

Langya Mouth is not a place to search for the truth.

To be on the safe side, Miao Xuan wrapped the ball with mental power three or four times, and then threw it into the purple mist at the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness, ensuring that if there was a change, the body would be destroyed.

The curious baby followed them all, and found that the ball seemed to be wronged and deformed...

Miao Xuan turned down the sanctuary where the sun disc was in full bloom, and walked downstairs from the stairs on the top of the attic. He ended his invisibility skills.

Perhaps as a compensation for the blue bar, the duration of modeling invisibility has been extended to half an hour, and the cooling CD is also extremely short. As long as the blue bar is enough, assassination will become very simple.

There was only one room at the end of the corridor, Miao Xuan Miao Xuan pushed open the heavy old wooden door.

What follows is a rich floral fragrance.

Flowers can only grow when illuminated by light, and darkness can only produce gray and blackened stems and leaves. Flowers are associated with light, and they are an expensive pastime far superior to many luxuries.

However, no matter how rich the flowers are, they can't hide the blood in every crack in the wall of Langyakou.

Miao Xuan turned his head away, wanting to cover his nose: "Fenrir, do you have to...torture me like this?"

There are no windows in this room, only the fireplace is open, and a raging fire is burning in the fireplace. The walls are decorated with crimson tapestries, and the floor is covered with thick blankets. There are no lamps made of the most common light elements in the room, but But it is bright.

The flame made a beeping sound, and the flame here emitted a warm orange red color. Its fuel was mixed with many precious things, just like the luminous fire paint, which was a rare good even for the noble class.

...It seems that Langyakou is really not poor, and the governor of the border is indeed a fat job.

Comfortable and luxurious, but alas, it stinks.

"Could the fragrance of flowers count as 'torture'? That would be a wonderful torture."

Sitting by the fireplace was a man with his hands clasped. He was sitting on a soft chair, looking down at the orange flames. The light illuminated his profile, outlining his slightly thin profile.

The man has the same pale white hair as Miao Xuan, about shoulder length, tied with a golden red ribbon, and he is wearing a well-made robe, with dark lines shining brightly in the light.

But Fenrir, like his fortress Spike, couldn't hide the tyranny and cruelty in his bones even under the bright light.

"Your Highness is in the old place?" Miao Xuan really didn't want to talk to this guy, "Why is the time brought forward?"

"Queen, no, the thoughts of Her Majesty the Queen Mother...How could my mere servant guess it?"

The man stood up with a smile, he turned around, revealing his own face - dark red eyes, gentle and friendly facial features.

There seems to be no racial distinction in this world. Everyone is fair-skinned, but there are all kinds of hair and eye colors. Fenrir does have red eyes, but his hair is actually black.

He and Miao Xuan both dyed their hair, and both of them knew their real appearance.

"You are spreading the panic, why?" Miao Xuan asked directly, "The nuns of the old church violated your taboo?"

Fenrir shrugged in surprise: "Oh... that poor old woman? She fainted during the execution, but I remembered your earnest teachings from your Highness, and treated her in time."

"I'm not a little Highness." Miao Xuan frowned, "She didn't know my real identity, she only thought I was an attendant, and let her go."

Fenrir nodded slowly, pretending to be flattering and smiling: "Well... I obey, my lord."

Fenrir avoided the question of expanding the panic, and Miao Xuan didn't want to ask. In the past, he could still see the shadow of sincerity from him, but now he sees it.

To some extent, Fenrir and the Holder of this world can be regarded as sympathetic.

After all, one with black hair and the other with black hair, both of them are "devils" in the eyes of the locals; Miao Xuan was moved by his mother's sympathy, while Fenrir was born with dystocia. ... The governor was saved from death when he was a child because of his brother's protection.

The young child was kept in his cell like an animal until the Queen brought her "demon" child, and Fenrir's father, then Governor of the Frontier, released him.

Fenrir, a corpse-eating wolf in mythology, usually has a skeleton body, and the other half is rotten flesh full of maggots.

...So, this mythical name is really popular.

Miao Xuan had a good relationship with Fenrir before, but they broke up because Fenrir killed his father and brother with his own hands.

The former border governor is old-fashioned, and maybe patricide is still a bit of a thing, but Fenrir's elder brother is really gentle and even a little indecisive - he protected his younger brother after his mother died of dystocia, and did not do anything Things that hurt my brother.

Miao Xuan still can't forget the corpse that was in great pain because of being strangled to death, and Fenrir, who just grew up beside the corpse and looked like a half-grown child.

He looked at his arm that was scratched by nails, with a regretful expression: "I really shouldn't do it myself, it hurts so much."

Miao Xuan asked him the reason, but he said bluntly: "I'm also the governor of the border? Is there anything wrong with that?"

"My little Highness, don't you want the throne?"

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Miao Xuan didn't pay much attention to the man by the fireplace, he went straight to the door and opened the secret door.

The structure under the sanctuary is unified and unchanged, and the Queen Mother is afraid of the dark, so she should choose the nearest——

There are dozens of identical small doors in the corridor.

Miao Xuan turned around with a bad expression: "Which one?"

Fenrir smiled lazily: "The last one...I'll wait for you here."

"No need, just go and do your work." Miao Xuan left without looking back.

He walked to the last door and hesitated for a while, but he still didn't take off his colored contact lenses.

Miao Xuan pushed open the door, and smelled the aroma of cardamom with a keen sense of smell.

This breath has always represented good memories, but unfortunately this time is different.

A woman in a gorgeous white dress is sitting on a chair. She has long light golden hair and elegant lavender eyes. Her face is extremely beautiful, like those "gods" in mythology. Messenger" standard illustration.

The woman looked a little uneasy. She hung her head and twisted the gold silk handkerchief in her hand. She was thinking about something, as if she was in a trance.

Miao Xuan said softly: "Your Highness."

The woman immediately raised her head as if startled, but she was relieved when she saw Miao Xuan. Her beautiful lavender eyes were filled with tears at this moment, but she turned her head upside down when she narrated: "My Baldr left the line of light! His The enthronement ceremony is approaching and he has not come back, he promised me that he will come back! He is in danger!"

"Holder, go and save your brother! Mother is begging you!"

The author has something to say:

'Harmonious Land, Quiet People': From the character Roose Bolton in A Song of Ice and Fire, kind and kind old Flay.

Old Bolton is a ruthless man, his family crest is the Skinner, and there is a classic aphorism: A naked man has few secrets, but a skinned man has no secrets.

This is the situation in Bolton's house... Well, I know that few people watch Ice and Fire, like famine, and it's cold to the North Pole... Just think I'm high.