He was seething with rage, but Hitarian didn't notice it until it exploded. She felt her fire tremble like leaves in a strong wind. Hitarian had never seen the wrath of the undead lord before, not even the time he met Uriel in his dream. His anger was cold and suppressed, like waves beneath the ice. But now, a magical storm blew through the hall, the tapestry shook violently, and most of the candles were extinguished in an instant.
Lord Quicksilver failed to resist, but even Hitarian could see that she didn't want to do it. The Black Knight let go of her shoulders and lifted her up with his other hand before the other party could escape. The steel placed on the snow-white neck was so dazzling. Lametta struggled violently. "You're crazy!"
"Trespassing to the palace." A cold response came from under the undead knight's helmet, "I have the power to execute you, Lametta."
"You prevented us from meeting His Majesty!"
"This is the king's order." The Black Knight turned his arm so that Lord Mercury faced the throne. "He asks for solitude and you must comply."
"Really? He threw Byrne to you?" Lametta said as he struggled, his cheeks turning pink from suffocation and anger. "Your Majesty, he left Bain, didn't he?"
The Black Knight ignored her accusation. Hitarian didn't dare to express his anger, and saw him throw Lord Mercury to the carpet, and the latter had no power to resist. "Keep her calm, Hitarian," he ordered.
Hitarian obeyed.
Generally speaking, her magic is difficult to take effect when the target has a strong sense of resistance, because comfort is not suppression. Beyond that, there are limits to mystery. Hitarian didn't know if her magic was working, but she did look less angry after Lord Quicksilver stood up.
"I know where he is, Black Knight." She coughed. "It's not a secret."
"You can't know."
"It was impossible for me to break in." Lametta took a breath, "At least it's not possible now." She was indeed injured.
Hitarian shuddered. She felt as if the temperature in the hall had dropped. The undead knight remained motionless, his eyes staring at the empty throne, without even looking at Lord Mercury.
"Who allowed you in, Lametta, answer the question."
Being closer to Rametta, Hitarian could hear her teeth grinding. The trainee doctor hesitated for a moment and released the magic again. A ripple of tranquility rippled through the hall, and the magnificent tapestry seemed to regain its luster. She felt a hand on her shoulder and quickly straightened her back so that the person behind her could stand steady. The Quicksilver Lord is so light that even the Hitarian can bear it.
"No one allowed it, Black Knight." But she still had to pause, "I came in on my own, even if you asked me about the mantra potion."
"Confessions?"
"Maybe, anyway, I got here without any effort at all." Lametta seemed to want to shake his head, but before the movement started, he was stopped by an obvious spasm. Hitarian quickly switched to healing magic, which she learned in the hospital. "Lucky Berti has favored me. You have set up obstacles near the palace. Is it a contract?"
"Is this what Berti told you?"
"No, I guessed. He only gave me luck." Lametta glanced at the doctor and touched her red hair.
Thanks to Hitarian's efforts, the marks on Lameta's neck disappeared. This is the most she can do. Did I really come here to cure Lord Mercury? Hitarian couldn't help but wonder. But she couldn't think of any use for herself.
"I answered your question, Black Knight, now it's my turn to ask."
"You have no right to ask. Breaking into the palace is still a crime, regardless of success or failure."
"Don't try to avoid the easy, Black Knight!" Lametta raised his voice, "There is no comparison between my crime and the future of the association. Byrne is not my territory, but this is my home." Shitarian understood. This sentence. Byrne is the home of the Unknown, even her sister Ruth knows this. "For your Majesty's sake, brother, tell me why the king has left," she begged.
Hitarian didn't know why she was so scared. Mercury Lord Lametta is also a demon lord like the Black Knight, and her attitude was not friendly at first. Is it because of His Majesty the King? But the Black Knight didn't give a direct answer at all. Suddenly, she understood that for the undead lord, not giving a positive answer meant denial, because he was Bai En's acting city lord. Lametta's suspicions were silently confirmed. Although he didn't understand why, Hitarian still had an ominous feeling. Lametta waited for the Black Knight's answer, but she was not so optimistic.
Sure enough, Lord Mercury's fear only hit cold steel. "Get out," he ordered. "You have more important matters than imagining His Majesty's condition, Lametta. I'm sure you do."
"Your lies can't last forever, Black Knight. Without the King, the Society can no longer fight against the mysterious realm, that's a fact."
"The fact?" The undead knight suddenly turned around, "The fact is that we have never been able to fight against the mysterious realm. It's impossible for Byrne, it's impossible for Oglesel, and it's even impossible for Yvigget's little garden! Do you think the Starless Realm is impossible? What are you doing at night? Gathering strength and preparing to overthrow the order? Or are you just creating chaos everywhere? You are like a ten-year-old child holding a fireworks tube. The secret society is not a recruitment office, this is a fucking rescue center, do you understand now? "
"Really? Then why are the bronze gears screening the residents of Byrne?" Lord Mercury didn't believe it. "The power of fire itself is more powerful than order, and you don't understand it at all! You are just a dead person."
The Black Knight looked away contemptuously. "The starless night cannot save all the nameless people. Even brothers and sisters have valuable differences. As you guessed, if His Majesty the King leaves Byrne, how else can we expand the space of the City of Reflection? It depends on you. secretions?" He waved his hand, ignoring Lord Mercury's livid face. "Gavash is not suitable for survival, we all know it. When the elemental realm returns to Knox, we will still have to struggle."
"Byrne..."
"...You can't escape the storm. Your Majesty has already expected this. The City of Reflection is also a mysterious place, no different from the elemental realm. The order pressure is not Veronka, it will treat the Nameless One and the mysterious realm equally. Wait until then , there will no longer be a sun in Byrne, it will truly be the shadow of Venevoise, sharing the ice, snow and night with that mortal city.”
"I'm going to change into a thick skirt trimmed with fur for this."
The undead lord ignored the undisguised sarcasm in her words. "You must prepare for the starless night in advance, otherwise you will end up like you, Lametta. Many people don't have skirts to wear. The White Night War was really well done. The Oath Keepers Alliance was greatly weakened, leading to Binyaai Prices are rising rapidly in Europe. Thanks to you, we now have to spend twice as much money on metals that could have been exchanged for survival supplies. Even if you don't mention this kind of imminent practical problem - it can be seen that you never care Pass them—what are the consequences of a territory losing its lord, Lametta?”
Hitarian heard Lord Mercury hissing: "If you hadn't blocked Byrne, we would have left Gray Wing Island long ago! Drablay would have activated the Secret of Pain in advance, causing the order to be completely unbalanced." She I had to pause, "Metal price? I can't believe that there are still people willing to do business with the devil. Why should we pay for the loot?"
"Every activity of the Society carries the risk of losing men. Croita monitors the subtle movements of order, which is harder to avoid than the sun. The greed of mortals gives us opportunities, and they are willing to make money rather than die. You are here Did you loot the Alliance military supplies during the White Night War? What was the harvest? Or did you just focus on destroying it? In my opinion, trading is worth the risk. You don't understand the benefits of caution, precisely because you can't figure out how much you have."
"At least I know what's more important, wealth or violence! Can you buy the mysterious fulcrum?"
"Trading is a means, as is violence and even war. I am not the Minister of Finance, idiot, and you are not the legion commander. It seems that you have not learned your lesson from the White Night War." The Black Knight said with disgust in his voice, "You don't deserve to live. By now, Lametta, Dmitri is more suitable for this position than you, and even Alini is better than you. He is a coward at best, and you will just act like a little girl. Do you hear me clearly? Demi Terry deserves to live, not you."
Lord Mercury's chest heaved violently: "How dare you say that?"
"Because I am the lord of Byrne." The Black Knight took action again. His movement was too fast for Hitarian to react. Maybe Lameta saw it, but she was too injured to avoid it. The undead knight picked up his petite companion, his nominal sister, and threw her in front of the throne. Hitarian dared not move. "This is my territory. When the king leaves, the association will be led by me." He stepped on Lametta's chest.
The breath of death finally blew out the candle. The hall was dark, the reflection of the throne connected to the corridor, and a high-pitched noise sounded from the corner. Is he going to kill her? Hitarian wasn't sure. There are seven lords of Byrne, and therefore seven different loyalties...
Blood flowed around the edge of the mask, and Lametta was horrified. "What are you doing?" she screamed.
"Another question. Want to know the answer, Patchinis?" Lord Mercury's voice stopped abruptly as soon as the name was spoken. The Black Knight's cloak blocked Hitarian's view, but she could tell her limbs were no longer moving. Maybe even his expression was frozen. When a person is in fear and embarrassment, any beauty will fade away. Hitarian thinks Lord Mercury is very beautiful, not even as good as Ruth. She couldn't see her panic.
"Where did you get...Dmitri told you?"
"You don't need a dead man's confession. You don't even know that the Silent School is hunting you. Does it scare you to have your identity revealed? It's you who told the secret to others. Pacinis, they caught you by the tail. Before you knew something was wrong. They were waiting for you. Your opponents you despised were waiting for you at the stake, your exes were waiting for you in hell. Did Berti's good fortune remind you of this? ?”
"How do they know?"
"You are the lord of the Silent School, so don't ask me." The Black Knight said coldly. "Obviously, your allies are not reliable. He encouraged you to start a war in Knight's Bay and use the dark wizard to destroy the Mystery of Pain. , and even drove you into the palace to test the whereabouts of the king. After the demon hunting movement, the association lost the Glorious Parliament, and now, we are watching history repeat itself."
There was an eerie silence. Lord Mercury stared at him in disbelief, as if the other person told her that everything at this moment was a dream. Hitarian's heart was pounding, and she wished it was a nightmare.
"My ally," she repeated in a murmur, "What do you mean?"
"You have thought about it, this is really not easy." The dim firelight danced in the gaps in the armor, "Berti will send you into the palace?" I don't know if he is smiling under the visor. "The Broken Moon watches you, Patsynis, who has seen you deal with the gracious nightingale, has seen you start wars, has seen you go to destruction in the joy of victory. Who is your Berti? Is it Demetri? Or is it? Seroma?" The steel boots stepped back onto the ground.
"Why did he do that?" she growled angrily.
"Want to know the answer, Lametta?" The black knight drew out his gray-white sword blade, and the edge scraped against the throne, making a sharp sound. "Why don't you go and ask yourself."
"Are you really going to take action? Seroma is the nightingale, not me!" Lord Mercury shouted in panic. Hitarian felt more panicked than she did, even though the blade was not resting on her shoulder.
"You are indeed not. A fool cannot defeat Nightingale. Your failure in the School of Silence has proven this. Therefore, I thought that maybe dying would make you smarter."
"You and the person before death are two people, Black Knight." Lametta did not dare to move. "No, you can't do this to me. I am your companion. You can punish me, just like when Alini escaped back to Byrne. Same...I promise not to resist. And His Majesty the King, I will keep your secrets." She did not dare to ask the reason why the King left. Apparently, Mercury Lord Lametta revealed her name and took off her mask to Nightingale, and the Black Knight will no longer trust her. Hitarian suddenly felt a chill under his neck as he remembered that he had recognized the northerner Witek.
"The king has left Byrne, and the palace contract prohibits the use of magic. As long as you walk out of the palace alive, Nightingale will know."
"I can stay here," she prayed, "and never go out again."
"No. You have somewhere else to go."
Lametta raised her head, and the mask fell off her face, revealing a weak girlish face. She doesn't seem to be much older than me, Shitarion thought. But of course this cannot be true. While she was thinking, she heard Rameta ask: "Gavash?"
"Your fate will not change." The undead lord told her, "The difference lies in the way of arrival."
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