"Ace, don't pay too much attention to a small setback. Why are you, a smart person like you, afraid of making mistakes? Let's discuss it together when we have time..."
"It's okay, brother, I'm fine." The voice behind the door sounded lively. Mo Yuankai glanced at the door not far away and said deliberately: "Actually, the Dawn Knight did something wrong this time. She..."
Before he could finish his words, his younger brother interrupted him: "It's none of her business, I'm just trying to break my own defenses."
This is what I fear the most. He understands the truth, but he is just unhappy. He wants to say something angry to help him relieve his emotions, but he actively blocks your mouth. What can you do?
"I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a rest first. Good night."
"...Okay, you go to bed early."
Mo Yuankai had nothing to say and went downstairs.
The candlelight on the first floor flickered, reflecting the face of the female knight in the hall. Orianna sat on the small sofa with a worried look on her face. She also just had a few words with the Dawn Knight, but like Mo Yuankai, she had no results.
"I don't think Mr. Gongsun did anything wrong." Orianna was in a low mood.
Mo Yuankai poured himself a cup of hot chocolate: "But what the Knight of Dawn said is right, right?"
He poured a glass for the female knight, and Orianna took the hot drink and said, "I don't understand why they suddenly became so tense later..."
"It's not them, it's Ah Ce who is anxious." Mo Yuankai sighed, "On the one hand, it's a conflict of ways of thinking. Ah Ce is eager to prove her innocence, while the Dawn Knight focuses on finding the truth; on the other hand... Orianna, do you think people need to help each other?"
Orianna nodded vigorously: "Of course! Without your help, I'm afraid I would still be trapped in the problem of the Holy Sword. We can't survive alone in the world. What a lonely life it would be."
"We need help from others because there are some things that we can't do alone. Like me, my fighting ability is pretty good, but my mind is not that good. I need to ask Ate to help me analyze the situation, otherwise I will lose all those intrigues. It's all too much to look at." Mo Yuankai sighed, "But does Dawn Knight really need help from others? When it comes to brains, few people are smarter than her; when it comes to combat power, she is a world-creating magician. Who can help her in the fight?"
This is distance, a distance that is farther than any status or strength. If you stay by her side for a long time, you will feel that the meaning of your existence has disappeared.
The more you understand and the closer you want to get, the more you will realize your own powerlessness. How should this helplessness be vented? Orianna couldn't find the answer, and she thought maybe no one knew the answer.
She walked to the window and opened it, wanting some air. The night wind brought moisture, making her shiver.
It is going to rain.
·
Gongsun Ce lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling silently, feeling like a dead cicada.
Cicadas were very noisy when they were alive. They would always lie on the trees and flap their wings endlessly. Those who like it say it is the sound of summer, while those who dislike it only feel the sound of insects making them anxious. But Zhizhi never cares about what people think, it only sings by itself, and it has to seize every minute and every second of itself, because its lifespan is too short, and it can only sing for this summer.
When the summer ends and the autumn wind blows, the sound of cicadas will cease. When no one cares about the silent insects anymore, their lives will leave together with the songs, and their bodies will quietly fall into the dust, swept away by the autumn wind, without knowing where they are going.
Gongsun Ce thought to himself that he was just a cicada, and he could only talk endless nonsense in an attempt to make others laugh. Because he has no more value and no one really needs him. The hero of the sky does not need his fighting power, and the knight of the dawn does not need his reasoning. They are just kind-hearted and leave a clown chattering beside them to relieve their loneliness.
But they don't know that clowns are actually more afraid of loneliness. Because those who have the ability can have a place everywhere, but if the clown has no audience, he will have to end up alone, like a dead cicada under the tree, no one cares about him.
"..."
The night breeze blew in from the half-open window, carrying a moist smell, which together with the low air pressure pressed an uncomfortable premonition into my heart. This made him feel even worse.
"It's going to rain." Gongsun Ce said softly.
He hates rainy days. Rainy days always remind him of the past and the alley he couldn't get out of. I remember the feeling of raindrops falling on my body, and my clothes being wet by the cold rain. He curled up on the bed and tightened the quilt, trying to bring some warmth to himself, but it didn't have much effect.
Situ Yi was absolutely right. He was really a third-rate clown. After performing a play, no one was happy but he was the only one who was sad. Is it all his fault in the end? He shouldn't be so overconfident, shouldn't he?
Small characters should just stay in the shadows. Don't be sensational and make people laugh.
Dongdong.
There was a knock on the door. He ignored it. Lying on the bed with eyes closed.
Dongdong.
The knock on the door sounded again, firm and stubborn. He sighed silently and stood up to open the door.
Alandia stood in front of the door, rarely wearing formal clothes, but wearing thick pajamas like a burqa.
"I haven't finished speaking yet, Mr. Gongsun."
Gongsun Ce said nothing and stood quietly.
"I don't agree with your reasoning, but I appreciate your kindness. Thank you for wanting to clear my name." Alandia said seriously, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
What are you doing? Is this what you are thinking about when you are up so late?
Although you haven't done anything for me, I am very grateful for your kindness and I want to do something to repay you... But you can't think of an answer now, so you just asked me directly? I was so anxious that I even forgot to change into regular clothes...
Are you provoking me? You still think I'm not low enough? How rigid are you living your life?
Gongsun Ce felt angry and funny. He wanted to get angry with this woman, but he didn't have the energy to be serious with her. Once again he found that these means of venting his emotions were of no use to her. The young man just waved his hands feebly and said, "Actually, many times you don't need to say so much, just giving a friend a hug is enough."
The Dawn Knight was stunned for a moment. It was only then that she realized that this young man regarded her as a friend.
She opened her hands as if she wanted a hug.
Gongsun Ce wiped his face helplessly. At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was no point in getting angry with this person. What's there to be angry about? You know that she has never had any ill intentions towards you, and her words are all to make you better. It's not that she doesn't care about you... she's just too clumsy.
He reached out and patted the Dawn Knight on the shoulder.
"I'm just kidding. I don't need anything, and I'm glad you can tell me that."
"but……"
"This is so rude. I can't take advantage of you." Gongsun Ce smiled and said, "Next time, remember to say thank you first."
"Why?" Alandia said confused.
He didn't know how to explain it, so he just asked: "Then why did you choose to talk about reasoning first?"
Airandia said seriously: "It involves searching for a true attitude. For me, this is the most important thing."
Gongsun Ce scratched his head and felt speechless. He tried to frame his words: "No doubt it's important, but... in other people's eyes, it's not 'most important', isn't it? You know, not everyone is like you."
Alandia put the knuckle of her index finger on her forehead, seeming to be deep in thought. After a while, she put down her hand and looked directly into the young man's eyes.
"You are right, Mr. Gongsun. I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it, it's just a small matter."
He scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "There will be a royal duel in a few days, so go to bed early. Good night, Miss Alandia."
Alandia nodded: "Good night, Mr. Gongsun."
He closed the door and lay back on the bed. The depressed mood relaxed a little, making him feel less uncomfortable, and felt that this effort was not in vain. After all, he was helping a clumsy person, not a cold machine.
It doesn’t really matter if there’s a hug or not. Many times you feel lonely just because you feel like no one cares about you.
】
Gongsun Ce pulled up the quilt and fell asleep feeling a little calmer.
The drizzle outside the window is like a curtain, and the cold wind is biting.
·
It was raining continuously in the royal capital the next day, with wet and cold water droplets falling endlessly, and the gray sky made people feel even more depressed. The streets of Superbia are occupied by open umbrellas. From a height, they look like a colorful parade in a gray city.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, Gongsun Ce put away his umbrella and stepped into the tea room of the headquarters together with the Dawn Knight. Several knights were resting indoors. The bad weather could hardly bring a good mood. They said hello and blended into the breathless gloom.
Gongsun Ce flipped through the newspaper for a while, and Raquel beside him asked, "Is there any good news?"
"The avant-garde artists in Baishi District are painting vulgar graffiti on the streets, and a theft scandal broke out at the house of a marquis in Blue Church District... We handled this case last week but did not report it. The truth is that his lover stole the family heirloom." Gongsun Ce Scanning to the next line, "There are rumors that the prince is going to discuss it again...it's been three weeks and it's time to start spreading the word...Finally, there was another murder in the East District. A poor man accidentally killed someone during a fight because of his wealth."
Julia, who was listening, sighed dullly, but Gaffrey didn't seem to hear it at all. "Holy King." Sarah, who was lying on the ground, complained, "Is there any 'good' news?"
The door of the tea room was pushed open with a bang, and Knight Orianna ran out of breath and said excitedly: "It's fixed!
It's fixed!
! "
Everyone looked at her blankly, and then the expressions on their faces changed to surprise. They rushed out of the tea room, and Sarah, the four-legged golden retriever, became the slowest runner. Led by Orianna, they arrived at the duel field at the headquarters and saw Mo Yuankai standing next to the old leader.
Knight McCollough wears armor that is as gray as ashes. The armor is still old but complete. Many parts of it have been slightly adjusted during repairs. The most obvious change is in the center of the breastplate: a bright golden ring surrounds the original cross star, like the black sun in a solar eclipse.
Everyone looked at the old leader nervously. The old man closed his eyes tightly and raised his right hand. A golden halo instantly swept across the venue, making people feel warm from the heart.
"I have to say……"
McCollough opened his eyes and said, "It's perfect. It makes me feel even better than before."
"OK!
""marvelous!
"Holy King, thank you!"
"
The knights cheered in unison, and the old leader took the lead in hugging the young craftsman. Mo Yuankai was surrounded by everyone and waved his hands awkwardly. The haze of the rainy day was immediately washed away. Gongsun Ce stood aside, feeling happy and proud of his friend's achievements.
Finally there is good news. This is great, he thought.
·
And the rain is still falling, falling towards Superbia and the east area far away from the headquarters.
"im singing in the rain~
just singing in the rain~”
Crikey hummed old songs from the other side of the coast, holding a green umbrella and walking in the rain in the East End.
Two dirty, ragged children were fighting in a puddle on the street, splashing dirty muddy water on each other. The naughty children saw her passing by and deliberately poured water on her.
"what a glorious feeling~
im happy again~"
Krikki hummed a song and avoided it. She stepped on the mud puddle with her right rain boot, and the mud covered the heads and faces of the urchins, causing a lot of angry scoldings. The urchins were blinded by the muddy water. When they rubbed their eyes and climbed up, the green-haired woman's back had long disappeared.
She entered the green space in the distance and entered the deserted theater troupe. No one came to watch the show on a rainy day, and the theater company closed down. Jane sat alone in front of the tent, holding the violet petals one by one with her fingers. She didn't hold an umbrella, and the rain soaked her dress. The raindrops mixed with makeup and left on her face, like black tears or dried blood.
"You won't go in?"
"I like rainy days." Jane Diera took care of the petals slowly. "The cold and wet feeling is very comfortable and can inspire cruel fantasies."
"Oh, little knight... you are becoming more and more like a qualified villain. The leader must be very happy."
Krikki closed her umbrella and walked into the warm tent. A lot of the old members of the sect came today, including the leader, the hidden law master, the projection of Lingdao madman, the projection of Hezhong careerist, and Jane. She walked to Jane's side and said with a smile: "It was agreed that I would do the work for you. Why do you come to take my job yourself?"
"After all, it is an important meeting, and it is only etiquette to show up in person." Jane patted her hand, "How is the progress of the analysis of Shadow Mist City, Shigure Genya?"
The projection of the man from Lingdao was sitting at the other end of the tent, with his legs crossed and a playful smile on his face.
"I have very complicated feelings. The people of the kingdom a thousand years ago must have worked hard to design this barrier. It is really a masterpiece, and I am speechless."
"Do you really want me to say that? Are you really incompetent?" Jian Tiao said with a smile.
The man in white lowered his head, raised his hand to hold his hat, and shrugged his shoulders.
"Didn't I tell you? I have nothing to say. This is truly a masterpiece...by the standards of thousands of years ago!
Are all the people in the kingdom mentally retarded? How could such a poor and backward design continue to this day, and still have the dignity to call it a barrier to protect the country? ! It really makes me speechless to see such a ridiculous design in the 21st century! "
The projection of Genya Shigure raised its head and laughed wildly: "It's just Shadow Mist City! It's just a thousand years! Is this level of garbage worthy of bothering me, Genya Shigure? Of course it's done!"
Situ Yi applauded and said with a smile: "Genmi's talent is unparalleled in the world~"
"Shut up, actor!" Genya Shigure sneered, "The problem lies in your plan. You want to hide behind the scenes and gain benefits at the same time. Do you hate putting yourself in danger so much? Or are you being invaded by the greed of this country? Dyed?
Reality is not a drama. If you want to gain supreme power, you have to be willing to risk your life! It's not too late to switch to my plan, Lord Hidden Law! "
"It doesn't matter, this plan is all based on Wu Xiang's drama, just trust his script. If something goes wrong, I will correct it."
The Lord of the Invisible Law answered calmly, and then looked at the silent participants: "Gaius, where are your preparations?"
"The first batch of dragon clones produced have been shipped to various parts of the kingdom and will be admitted in batches among the people heading to the capital to celebrate."
"Ah, the poor work of a mediocre person."
The projection of Gaius Optimus ignored the sarcasm of someone on the side: "In addition, I also have similar concerns to Genya Shigure. Since I have chosen a relatively safe plan, I might as well minimize the risk. Use the shadow to Fog City is suppressing key targets..."
"Don't be fooled by Genya Shigure's tone, great politician. Do you really think the barrier is as imbecile as he said?" Jane said disdainfully, "It's relatively easy to confuse the identification and use of the barrier. Remove it from the permission list. The name that has been engraved can only be completed by physical means by stepping into the bell tower in person. Airandia Helleson has already taken precautions after the armor's attack. I do not recommend that the Lord of the Hidden Laws takes risks at this time. Anyway, after this time, the barrier is within our grasp, so why rush it."
Gaius nodded: "You are the one who knows the Royal Capital best. I have no objection."
"That's it." Lord Yinlu took out a piece of jade and handed it to Jian standing aside, "Take the Tongxin Jade."
Jane took the jade carefully: "You trust me too much. What should I do if I lose your baby?"
"Don't doubt the people you employ, and don't trust the people you doubt." Lord Yinlu sat down on the chair.
There is no need for any agenda anymore, the plan is already familiar to everyone, and what is going on now is not so much a meeting, but a confirmation before everyone takes action. The preparations for the big plan are about to begin, and whether it goes smoothly or not will affect...
What will be the impact? Maybe it's not a big deal, it will only affect whether people in the future die more or less. She looked at this group of people with different agendas and found it very interesting. They all want to gain benefits, but they only want to see how beautiful this ancient city can burn.
Perhaps the one who is most similar to her is Wu Xiang, and the group leader wants to see his drama completed successfully.
They all looked towards the center of the tent, towards the man who was writing rapidly. Situ Yi put down his quill and announced in a high voice: "Everything is ready, the new play is written!"
He walked through the tent with ethereal steps and brushed the faces of Jane and Crikey with his long sleeves, causing their appearance to change. They have all become "characters" who will appear on the stage, just like Situ Yi himself.
"Put on your costumes and heavy makeup. Remember your lines and don't neglect the audience..."
The man in white clothes and high hat walked into the rain and brushed Jane Diera's face with his long sleeves. Another important actor's costume was completed. The leader of the Dust Order looked at the city in the rain and sang loudly in front of each actor:
"A good and auspicious day is approaching, and it's time for the supporting actor to appear!"
