[Xin Wei] The old man never dies

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What kind of power is it that can travel through time?

Singold lost sleep for two days, thinking about this question seriously.

In reality, Xi Yafei is very warm, and all relatives are by her side.Even though he has been sluggish for the past two days, everyone still cares about him and makes him feel better.All this made Alves so cold and cruel at that time.

On the third day, he told his father that he would leave for the capital.Before that, Singold didn't really want to go to Bahara's non-commissioned officer school - after all, it was enough for him to learn swordsmanship well, and he basically didn't need to learn how to fight.But this time he said he had changed his mind.When leaving, he hugged his father and sister in turn after a long absence, and said he would be back soon.

Byron looked surprised, not knowing why his son had suddenly become so mature.

All in all, after reporting in the capital, Singold settled down a bit.He found out that Alves was in the royal guard at this time, working as the prince's personal guard.It's not so easy to sneak out from the busy class to find Alves... After a few days, he never found a chance.

Singold was walking down the moonlit street.He suddenly wasn't sleepy anymore, but instead felt eager to take risks.Every corner of Bahara interested him. The city was guarded by the six families of Gulan Bell, and it had a long history and legends.It is said that as early as the era of the Roput Empire, it was already the capital of the empire... There is no such thing as a curfew at night, and he can freely explore here.

At some point, he found himself at the market—a lot of people would come and go here.But in the dark night, there is no one around here.

He looked around, and suddenly felt that the capital was different from the daytime. The ground under his feet was dark and ominous, with burnt marks. In this place, people were burned to death.

Singold shuddered.

They all said there would be burnings or hangings to watch, but Singold was not interested in that kind of thing.He was still afraid to look into the eyes of the dying.At this moment he always felt like a ghost.

A cloud moved away to reveal the moon, changing the shadows on the ground.There were some cages on the side of the market, he just noticed.

When he approached the cage, he realized that there was a person sleeping inside. The person was chained, his limbs were bent, and he was wearing a tattered prison uniform.The cage is full of stench and apparently no one has bothered to clean it.He didn't know this person.Singold breathed a sigh of relief, but felt an inexplicable sympathy.

"What are you doing here?" The man didn't seem to be asleep, and when he saw him, he opened his mouth slightly.hoarse voice. "Ah... Which family's young master are you? How about talking to me? I'm going to be hanged soon."

"What crime have you committed?" Singold asked him.

"I am the priest of Roput..." he whispered softly. "His Highness Julius died, and we were all arrested... Those people said they wanted to burn me to death, but that guy Celis said he wanted us to be judged... It's ridiculous, who does he think he is... Why don't you just kill me?"

Singold was taken aback.He had heard terrible tales of the Dark Order, but had never seen a priest in person.From this point of view, this priest is no different from those weak people.

"I was the first person to meet Roput," he said.

The priest looked at him: "...what? There is such a lucky guy in the world? Hahaha, are you absent from my trial? Then take a good look at me before I die?"

His disgusting face was clearly contorted in the moonlight, and Singold read a malicious smile from it.But he was not afraid of the hatred in the priest's eyes, and calmly looked back into the other's eyes.

"I believe that if Celis is going to execute you, then you must have committed a serious crime. Why do you say that people who don't see the order are lucky?"

"Ah, because we either kill or make each other one of us," said the priest. "We can use mental control on others, and we can easily use the power of darkness. The strange thing is that Celis, like Alves, refused to use this power. They are so stupid... It's disgustingly naive for a monarch not to use his power...but I know what people say about forbidden sorcery...hahaha, those stupid people..."

Singold thought that he should hate this kind of thing.If he had seen all this before meeting Alves, he might have walked away in disgust without thinking about it.But at this moment, he stopped here, and a strange pity welled up in his heart.

"I don't understand it yet," he said. "However, you don't seem to feel that you are wrong."

There was a pause in the priest's babble of accusations, and then he giggled.The laughter gradually became harsher, like crows hovering in the night sky.

Singold suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly found himself still lying on the small bed in the military academy.

Every night after that, he explored the streets of the future Bahara, talking with the prisoners of the capital.He hopes to get some new clues about Alves there.New prisoners were executed every night, and there was so much to be liquidated after the war.Every time Singold saw a woman appearing in the cage, he would feel a little scared. He could only pray to Celis not to go on the wrong path.

Finally, he waited for Alves - he had already known that day in advance from the conversations with the prisoners.He will be escorted here on the eve of the trial to wait for dawn.

He saw a young girl in front of the cage... In the moonlight, her silver hair was very conspicuous.The girl bowed her head and said something in front of the cage... until she turned around hastily and met Singold face to face.She froze for a moment, said sorry, and left in a hurry, as if she was afraid of being discovered.Singold noticed that her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was stained with tears.

He walked to the cage, and Alves curled up in that terrible corner.But he looked fine...he was wearing the same silk shirt as the last time we met, and the red coat belonging to the Veltomart family was draped over his shoulders.Except that his feet were still naked, Alves didn't look too disheveled, and his curly long red hair was also groomed, covering half of his face.

He still doesn't look like those guys.He looks far more dignified.

"At last I've been waiting for you," said Singold. "It's all because you refused to tell me the exact date... I spent too much time looking for you in the capital."

Alves raised his head: "I know. The ghost wandering here is about to become a legend. Everyone rumors that Singold's soul has returned."

"They were right."

"Seriously, why do you want to see me so much? Why do you do this for me?"

"Because..." Singold recalled what happened in the past two months. "Because I still have something to ask you."

Alves sighed softly.He had been numb from the long ordeal and accepted reality.Singold's appearance looked different from the last time we met. It didn't take long before he became a lot more mature, and the original childish eyes completely disappeared.He didn't expect that a person could change so much in such a short period of time.

"Ask, is there anything I can answer for you?" Alves' tone seemed like a teacher being asked a question by a student.

"I... have been thinking about this power for the past two months, and what I can do. There are too many things I can't figure out. Apart from you, I don't know who else I can turn to. "

"Are you talking about this ability to travel through time and space?"

"Ah."

"Singold, it seems that your imagination limits your possibilities. If it were me, I would answer you, that is a power."

"Power?" Singold heard a word he couldn't understand.

"Yes, it is a privilege that only you can have... You can control the future, which means you can choose what you want. And after figuring out what kind of future you want, you can avoid those mistakes... this It's the power fate has given you. But it also means that you have to put a price on everything that is precious to you, so that when they conflict, you will choose one and give up the other .You have done it before, giving up your chance to live for the sake of your son. Next time, maybe it will be the future of this world and someone else you value."

"Yes, that's what I've been most afraid of for a month," Singold said. "That's why I... don't want to change anything."

"Do you know...it has nothing to do with me, anyway, you can't choose me among all those things." Alves said suddenly. "So seeing your pain like this, I just feel gloating."

Singold was not angry, but smiled.In the next few years, many noble girls in Bahara will fall in love with this smile.

"Your emperor really has done too much."

He tried to get through those solid cages - it turned out that he could do it - and came to Alves' side, sitting next to him in the cramped space.He could feel Alves' breath, which was unusually hot in the night.

"Who was the man who came to see you just now?" Singold asked him.

"My daughter, Julia. She is a good child."

"Oh...you have a daughter and I have a son. Then they..."

"...they are brother and sister."

"Hahaha." Singold laughed dryly. "I haven't seen my wife yet."

Alves rejected the topic with silence.

"A few days ago, I saw you at a banquet in the palace. However, you seemed to be tired of being there. I wanted to go up and talk to you, but it didn't feel right... If I go back, we Can we still get to know each other?"

"Based on my understanding of myself, associating with me will not make your life more colorful."

"But I can't just sit here and chat with you. By the way, don't you have any friends?"

"No. The friend stuff just annoys me."

"..."

"Don't bring up these life topics."

"Okay, then... do you have anything you want to tell me?"

Alves closed his eyes.

Singold waited for a while, and the atmosphere was awkwardly silent.He suddenly felt a little dull.

Is it time to go back?

"Will you forgive me..." He had never seen such a fragile expression on Alves' face. "What I did to you before...I never expected your forgiveness. But tonight...tonight I'm not quite what I used to be..."

Singold's heart suddenly prickled.

"I don't know how to be mad at you for something that didn't happen. But if I say I can forgive you now, I'm lying to you."

"makes sense."

Alves first laughed, then lowered his eyes, completely curling himself into a ball.After a while, Singold became aware that his body was shaking intermittently.

He felt so sad.