Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

The smell of the ocean is always hidden in the wind of the South Island.

Shortly after noon, I was alone as far away as possible, with the gun standing motionless by the French window, which was covered with dark blue floral cloth. Wearing a short-sleeved shirt and trousers embroidered with blue patterns on a white background, he straightened his waist, folded his hands on his chest, and had an eternal smile on his face, quietly waiting for the white flame tea in the glass pot on the table to be finished. The transformation from red to white.

The kitchen he is in is full of the luxurious style of South Island decoration, silver bricks and gold ornaments, colorful patterns and clad walls, and it is also dotted with many different sizes of Protestant idols carved from blue crystals. Austronesians like gold and silver, jewellery, Chinese clothes, food, and all kinds of new and exciting machines-although most of them are not fundamentally different from what they usually see except for their shapes.

Take this room as an example. The floor is embedded with gold wire, the carvings on the top are painted with gold powder, and the picture frame on the wall is undoubtedly gold. Looking inside, the outlet gate of the inner pool is gold, the storage racks are carved with gold flowers, the dishes and utensils are silver, but there are a few rings of gold patterns on the bottom, even the toilet in the next bathroom It is also golden and superb-no doubt, if it weren't for comfort, the Austronesian would have embedded gems on it to show their extraordinary taste.

If the curtains are opened at this moment, the gold laid out in this room will surely reflect countless dazzling sharp eyes in the sun. If you like low-key and elegant as far as possible, you don’t want to be baptized by those vulgar golden lights. This is what he will One of the reasons why thick cloth curtains hide tightly from light. As for another reason...

When he thought of that, the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly condensed, his fingers tapped the rhythm on his arm a few times, and he turned his head to stare at the rippled curtain. He closed his eyes and watched quietly, as if he wanted to direct his gaze through that layer of obstruction and capture the things he wanted to see outside, but he could avoid being noticed by the other party.

He paused in this way for more than ten seconds before taking a few small steps forward, using his index finger to slowly pull out a small corner on the very side of the curtain, and a little light leaked from the narrow eyes, with a chill. Carefully glance down.

The sun outside the house is warm. This spire-shaped luxury hotel called Pamilai has ten floors. The two are in the VIP guest room on the eighth floor. The downstairs is a white marble tile, which glows in the hot sun. Bright, surrounded by green grass and terraces. Farther on the road outside the alloy fence, a pure golden six-door luxury locomotive was parked. No one was seen around the car, but a huge heart-shaped pattern was made with white roses, but it was scorched in the sun. It has long since turned yellow. On the broad roof, the word "Wen" was written in red and yellow colored flowers ingeniously, and the frame surrounded by green leaves was quite pleasing to the eye.

However, this rare flower pattern did not bring any pleasure as far as he could see. There was only frost in his eyes, and he seemed to wish that the golden luxury car was frozen into ice and then melted into this hot street. The scum completely disappeared between the heavens and the earth. Although he didn't see the **** entangler, when he saw the flowers on the car, he couldn't help but feel disgust from the bottom of his heart.

What a lingering fellow... He pursed his mouth and cursed inwardly, then he closed the curtains and glanced back. Because of his negligence at this moment, the pot of Baiyan tea had already missed the best time. The tea that was supposed to be soaked to the whiteness was now slightly gray and lost its luster.

"Tsk..." Frowning as far as possible, it is a pity for his hard-earned treasure. He has always pursued perfectionism, especially in the tea ceremony, and must be perfect. He stepped forward and took the teapot. He just wanted to pour it and make it again, but suddenly he had a meal, staring at the glass jug with tea leaves, and there was a slight ripple in his heart.

Having such a troublesome highness on the stall already made him feel tired, and he came across this kind of thing when he came to the South Island, but that person looked indifferent again, making him seem like a mediocre person. He felt anxious at the thought of this, and he didn't want to serve the white flame tea anymore. He took the pot and poured two cups into the porcelain cup on the table at random, picked up the wooden tray, turned to the hall without hurried, and just opened the door. I heard the rustling noise of the instant projector.

The lobby is sunny, although the temperature outside is nearly 40, but under the control of the refrigeration system installed in the hotel, the room temperature is quite pleasant, and there is not much sultry feeling. This luxurious hall is also full of gold ornaments and colorful patterns. On the seaweed rattan sofa with silk cushion in the middle, the crown prince Shun is tilting his feet with interest, resting his chin, and looking at the shiny silver square in front of him. Magical Machinery-This is Tapaz’s latest research and is still in the trial phase of the magic projector. He wore a black gold-patterned gown with local characteristics, with a long ornamented streamer tied to his waist, with a raised chin and a lazy expression, and he looked like a pure Austronesian nobleman.

Looking at his casual pastime as far as possible, he felt that his chest was boring, but his face was not visible at all. He still walked behind him with graceful steps, and put the tea tray on the low table, as if to attract him. Attentively issued a crisp knock.

"This thing is really interesting..." Hearing the urging noise, the prince didn't turn his head, he touched a porcelain cup and praised himself, "I thought the electronic screen was a whimsical idea. , I didn’t expect another instant projector to be released. It’s an unheard of creation... When will it be introduced to China..."

He sighed with emotion for the exquisite creativity of the Austronesian, raised his teacup and sipped it, suddenly realizing that there was a difference in the taste, he glanced suspiciously back. Jin Yuanmu stared at the projector that was constantly turning the animation, as if attentively, not interested in other things, and didn't owe a trace of expression.

Looking at it this way, Shun knew that he was still depressed about that matter, although for himself, that kind of dispensable little character didn't need to be considered at all, let alone care about it. However, after all, the matter was caused by himself, and now that he is entangled in the body, he can't get rid of it, and the trouble is terrible. No wonder it will cause the other party to be unhappy.

Perceiving the discomfort written on his face almost as far as possible, he naturally would not mention the words again. He deliberately drank the cup of tea clean in a few big mouthfuls, played it back on the wooden tray and tapped it lightly, nodding his head. He admired: "White Flame Tea is the most important thing, and only you can make such a taste..."

Hearing this unintentional nonsense as far as possible, his eyelids did not tremble, nor answered, still staring forward, seeming to be immersed in the weird sound of the projector.

In this strange silence, the prince awkwardly tapped his fingers on the sofa a few times, and finally compromised. He coughed and asked, "Still down?" He didn't wait for the other party to answer, but he did nothing but comfort. One sentence: "Through his courage, he didn't dare to come up, so don't worry about it all the time...you don't see it and don't worry."

The Gun Guard finally looked away from the projector, stared at the back of the prince's head, and twitched the corners of his mouth, obviously very dissatisfied with the evasive advice. Of course he knew that guy didn't dare to come up, but wouldn't he go downstairs? Although the other party was just a monk and apprentice, he was born in a wealthy family of chaebols in the South Island and had a wide network of contacts. It can be regarded as a resounding local snake here. They are planning to get into the earl's mansion to find out, and they have to deal with the smelly copper nobles, where can they avoid it?

I have already said that you should be cautious in using your female identity. With such a sassy beauty of "her", how can you not cause trouble... The more he thought about it, the more he panicked, the remaining cup of tea was not After drinking, he put one end of the wooden plate and walked out of the room without greeting. He strode back to the kitchen, swung the dishes into the sink, opened the sluice, and finally sighed under the cover of the rushing water, but his mind returned to the moment when the whole thing was caused.

Nearly a week ago, the two of them found relevant information about the suspected commander of the group of assassins in the Mercenary Guild Branch of the New Orchid City—Virut, and hurriedly flew to the southern country Tapaz, intending to verify it.

This boy named Virut Kronor seems to be quite influential in the capital of the South Island, Star City. His father is the Chief of Staff of the Military Headquarters, Lord Kronor, and his mother is the veteran noble navigator Audreyvis. The second daughter of the earl is a distinguished family. Why would such a godly existence join the Assassins? The two were very puzzled about this, and even doubted the authenticity of the entire investigation report. However, they had no choice but to come here to try their luck.

By the way, the two of them took up a mission to the South Island in the guild, dressed as serving mercenaries, boarded the airship without any scruples, and arrived at Star City after nearly a day of voyage. It was also the first time for them to come to the southern country. They were not familiar with the place of their lives. After a short break in the tavern and inquired about some news, Shun, who had always been a little anxious, planned to act immediately and sneaked into the earl's mansion by means of illusion, and first checked their details.

The yigao people are bold and will not show their feet as far as possible, of course, there is no objection. The two immediately rushed to the Mansion of Count Crono in the mansion area in the middle of the Star City. They were taken aback by the rapid sirens when they entered the courtyard wall just after they were covered by an illusion. The harsh sound of the flute continuously attracted visitors from all around to check. The two reluctantly circled the circle and tried a few times, but they were still unable to get rid of the inexplicable warning sound. Seeing the guards gather more and more, and the situation inside the mansion is unclear, the two had to exit the courtyard gate and stand in a quiet corner not far away waiting for the opportunity.

At that time, it was just after noon, and the hot sun on the South Island was scorching the earth, and the tidy slate driveway had already risen with heat waves, and it was so hot that it could almost stick the rubber-soled shoes on it. The temperature is nearly 40, and this remote corner can't even hear the sound of the wind. Both of them have strong human bodies, and they are also unable to breathe well by the dull and dizzying heat.

They endured the heat and waited silently for about half an hour, and saw the golden luxury car that had made it so far that it had gritted its teeth until now, turning from the corner of the street, and stopped in front of the earl's mansion with a soft beep. A young man with curly hair in a black shawl walked out of the car. He couldn't see his appearance when he was far away. All he saw was the short-sleeved robe with a blue background and gold thread and a variety of colorful gems. It was so gorgeous and dazzling in the sunshine, and it was so unscrupulous.

Because of the hot weather all year round, Austronesians are basically accustomed to having a cool short hair style. The only ones who like to have long hair are those noble children who pursue the elegance of the country but do not produce. This young man of unknown origin looked extraordinary, but he immediately hid in the shade in front of the door when he got out of the car, and said something to the butler in black who came to greet him, and he let out an arrogant laughter with a long tune, shaking The robe swaggered into the door.

The two princes hid in the shadow in the far corner, silently watching the figure shrouded in colorful halo disappear into the courtyard wall, and turned their heads to look at each other. "It can be used." Both of them passed the message with their eyes, and waited for a quarter of an hour in a quiet voice, and finally saw the young man in Chinese clothes appear at the gate, behind him was a waiter with a black suitcase. .

The butler who came to see off the guests stood in the shade of the tree and talked with him again. When the waiter put the suitcase in the car, the young man thought that he stroked his temples gracefully, and drew back into the carriage and rolled up for a while. The heat wave whizzed away.

The princes did not hesitate even more, tapping their toes lightly. In order to maintain the effect of the illusion, they flew and jumped on the uneven roof with their hands, chasing the windy luxury car and disappeared under the clear sky.