The Righteous Player(s)

"...That's it."

Annan whispered.

He and Henry VIII looked at each other, with pure jade and crystal clear icy blue eyes, and he looked at Annan with a false gentle smile as if nothing mattered.

In other words, Henry VIII just watched everything happening in front of him equally.

Even though the four eyes of Henry VIII meet, Annan still feels... what Henry VIII sees is not himself.

...It's like the look in Cavani's eyes when she first saw Annan.

It seems that what I saw was not "Annan", but a painting named "Annan", or something behind Annan...

Kafni's extraordinary vision ability may have been directly inherited from Henry VIII.

And Henry VIII's "knowing everything" ability may be born because of this kind of spiritual vision.

By now.

The answer is already obvious.

Why is Henry VIII so indifferent to his children but so eager to himself? He doesn't care about his own life or death, nor does he care about the survival of the kingdom, so why should he show his favor to Annan?

He is not afraid of the old grandmother.

It is because he is interested in Annan himself.

——Annan and Henry VIII are two people who are similar but opposite.

It's like mirroring inside and outside the mirror.

The heart of winter without reversal and the child in the cup that is known to be born... both of them have not felt the "love" from their parents since they were young, and are the only heirs of the kingdom, the two of them finally embarked on completely opposite roads. .

"... Maybe you should talk to my eldest brother before."

Annan was silent for a long time before repliing in a low voice, "I...maybe I can't give the answer you want."

After all, his heart of winter has been reversed.

And his previous memories have been completely emptied.

Perhaps Annan...before he lost his memory, he could reach a certain sympathy with Henry VIII. But now he is completely different from a few years ago.

Without the memory of that period, there would be no personality born from memory.

That's weird.

In Annan's style, he shouldn't have said all of this together.

Instead, he should respond to Henry VIII's words, try to brush the other's favor, and then grab some benefits from it.

But for some reason, only in front of Henry VIII, only in front of this topic... Annan didn't want to lie.

His instinct made him to look directly at this topic, and he must pay attention to Henry VIII—just as Henry VIII attaches importance to Annan.

However, facing Annan's statement, Henry VIII only nodded mildly.

"—I know. I know what you mean.

"But it doesn't matter whether you remember the past... then it's not a ‘mirror’ about me."

"...Mirror?"

This strange word made Annan startled.

He knew that Henry VIII was not a transcendent, nor a ritualist.

He may understand some mysterious knowledge, but he won't involve it too deeply-some knowledge itself will cause oppression to the soul, and souls who have not entered the path of transcendence may go crazy as long as they know it.

But this word, no matter how you look at it, has nothing to do with the current topic.

unless……

"You guessed it right."

Henry VIII nodded and made a flat and majestic voice: "Not long ago, Pope Benjamin came to see me once."

He was like an Imperius wizard who was proficient in mind-reading spells, accurately speaking what Annan was thinking.

But Annan didn't feel the trace of the spell at all.

And... Benjamin?

How could he have anything to do with this matter?

Since mirroring is mentioned... it may have something to do with "the person in the mirror".

Annan frowned slightly, and suddenly asked, "If you and I are a ‘mirror’ and I’m a ‘mirror’ with other people... Could it be that I am the center of the ceremony?"

"Yes it is."

Henry VIII responded.

"And you are just a part of the ceremony?"

Annan asked again.

Seeing that Annan could perceive this level the moment he heard "Benjamin", Henry VIII couldn't help but smile.

He just said calmly: "That's natural, Your Majesty Annan.

"——[The gods are born from the realm of light, knowing that the light is born in the mirror and falls in the void.] [The light of the seventh lunar never falls in the mortal world], [There is no'mirror' of equal weight into The egg sheath, true light will not come from the light world]."

Henry VIII's three sentences all have some wonderful rhythms.

Annan just heard it, and felt that his soul seemed to become heavy. It is like a half-full water bag with stubborn stones, which makes the water bag heavier and at the same time makes the surface of the water named "Shenzhi" rise until it overflows.

Annan is very familiar now...

——This is the mysterious "weight".

He fully accepted this weight, which means that Henry VIII has since imparted this mysterious knowledge to himself.

However, if it is the knowledge of light and mirror...

Annan realized something.

"Then, Your Majesty...if you know, if you can tell me."

Annan frowned slightly, and asked earnestly: "[I]—what is it?"

"You are [Crane Train]."

Faced with this almost philosophical question, Henry VIII answered without any hesitation: "The great thing summoned by the'sublimation ceremony', the last radiance seen by the transcendent, the radiance seen by the gods at first .

"You may be the crown wheel master, or the crown wheel itself, or even just a piece of light. But what you are does not depend on the past, but the future."

--as predicted.

Like his granddaughter Kafni...Henry VIII was also a nagging guy. From this point of view, Kafni is the only person who perfectly inherited Henry VIII's talents.

Moreover, Henry VIII's spiritual vision was even far more acute than that of Cavani.

What Caphni saw was the essence of Annan's soul—what he saw in Salvatore's mirror, it had a real existence.

But what Henry VIII saw was not a person, or even a certain thing, but a certain concept.

He can even read Annan's Book of Crane.

However, "hatching light"?

... Is he trying to help himself?

But this has no meaning for Henry VIII.

In other words, none of this makes any sense to him...

——Is it because Benjamin said something to him?

Annan thought of this and was silent for a while.

He turned to ask: "Your Majesty, do you still have any needs for me?"

"Have."

Henry VIII nodded and immediately became serious.

He replied with a completely different kind of attitude from his previous, firm words that were almost unbearable, "Remember, you must come to my funeral. And you must come as the'Duke of Winter'... You can talk to Nolan. Say.

"I will die in four days, and the funeral will be next Sunday~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is very important, I must come."

"……it is good."

Annan didn't ask the reason, but just nodded.

For him, this will inevitably cause a lot of trouble. It will turn many people into his enemies, expose Annan's location, and let his enemies touch his whereabouts.

——But so what?

Annan knew that he really wanted to go.

That's it.

Afterwards, Annan didn't even say goodbye to the king, but silently pulled the still somewhat dazed and bewildered Kafney and left.

Behind them, Henry VIII smiled slightly and looked at them calmly.

Kafney was pulled by Annan and looked back subconsciously when she was about to leave the gate.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion...

Kafney always felt that the smile of His Majesty the King was very similar to the smile she had when she first met Annan a few years ago.

——But that is by no means the same smile.

Kafney suddenly remembered that Annan had read a poem to herself or to himself at that time.

It was a poem written by a poet in Rin Dong, and for the Kafney at the time, she didn't understand it at all.

But she kept the content firmly in mind.

The poem is like this:

"I will fall into the abyss one day.

"My body was finally burned, my teeth rotted, and my flesh melted.

"--But before that, I will walk with the light."

...That's it.

He didn't read it to himself, but he didn't read it to him...but through himself, to the future Annan...

Kafney finally realized the decisive difference between Annan and Henry VIII.

In Henry VIII's eyes, there has never been anyone.

Whether it is Annan in the past or Annan now, he always sees others in his eyes.

Annan’s eyes are always shining with the light of hope.