Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Chapter8
I am the container of the holy vessel, I am the tool of war... I repeated this message in my mind, and my mood was not as sad as I imagined, but full of depression and ridicule.
The warmth from my elder brother to me, the concern from many people, and the respect from most people to me all stem from the fact that I am just a lifeless container.
Is what they see through my face the glory of victory in war, or the mighty One?
I really can't calm down, I will hate.
But before my anger and hatred exploded, the time for the end of the prison I had been longing for had arrived.Elliott sent his personal bodyguard to the Black Tower to find me, and secretly took me to his room.
Elliot no longer used the study in the past, but locked himself in a dim hut.
"Eden, are you willing to dedicate everything to Eates?" Elliott's water-blue forehead was dimmed in the dim candlelight. He is actually young, but he alone has to bear the responsibility for the rise and fall of the entire country .
"This is my responsibility." I replied unexpectedly obediently and mechanically, knowing exactly what he was going to say.
"You should know that you are different from others since you were a child, and you have asked me the reason for it many times. I am sorry for being perfunctory to you. I have always planned to wait until you are an adult before telling you." Elliott sighed, " But now I am afraid that it cannot be delayed any longer, even though you are still underage, I decided to inform you in advance."
"Yeah." I was indifferent, but my palms were clenched tightly, and the sweat was sticky in my palms.Once the truth she longed for is about to be revealed, her mood becomes extremely complicated.
Sometimes some people live a more confused and ignorant life, so why not a kind of happiness?
When it finally arrived, His Majesty spoke seriously.
"The sanctuary is a huge world. The four countries have checked and balanced each other since their birth, but it will never be possible to achieve a true balance. Therefore, whenever the balance is about to be disrupted, a sacred artifact will be born."
"Holy artifacts are born in different countries each time. They are divided into two types, Holy Sword and Holy Shield. As the name suggests, they symbolize attack and protection. It can be said that they are the two ends of the world's balance and the extremes of the balance. Holy Sword and Holy Shield Shields choose their masters by themselves, but before they have masters, they occasionally attach themselves to something."
My forehead was covered with cold sweat, my teeth were biting down to the tip of my tongue, and the scalp numb from the biting of my molars was touching my temples.
"Yes, Eden. The container that the holy sword is attached to this time happens to be a living entity. It has the most powerful treasure in the world, but it cannot use it itself. It can only rely on its own defense to protect itself──this is You, Eden."
I shook my head imperceptibly. Now that the cruel truth is revealed, I can't pretend I don't know it.
"You are not my younger brother. When I was traveling when you were very young, I felt that you were different from ordinary children on the way, so I brought you back to the palace. I invited many mages to check. , there is a legendary sacred artifact in your body. The existence of the sacred artifact attached to the human body is unprecedented, but it is not beyond the theoretical existence. One of the sacred artifacts appeared in Aicz, and our high-ranking people are very excited. After all, this Great for our wars and our anti-wars."
"No, Your Majesty Elliott, stop talking...!"
I endured it, but I still couldn't hold back the surging grievances.The world built over the years was dismantled and collapsed bit by bit, and another image was cut cruelly in half.
"At that time, you were too young to remember anything. At that time, I was only about 400 years old, and I was still underage. Life was rigid and formal, and everything was preparing for the enthronement as an adult. There was a period when my Emotions are also unstable, but you appear, I think you are very cute, especially when you call me brother and ask me this and that, your big eyes are clean and simple, blinking and blinking, making all the filth feel ashamed."
At this moment, I almost saw my tender brother in flesh and blood, telling me stories with his arms around me, and explaining the world to me kindly.
I bit my lip tightly with my upper teeth. I used to think that the happy and comfortable life was just a condiment in the eyes of others.
They watched me grow up and gradually become what they molded. The sacred artifact was protected and intact in my body, and Aizli was prosperous and stable.Then they said, Eden, you're very nice.
"So I confronted them for a long time, and finally succeeded in keeping you by my side in the palace. I declared to the outside world that you are my younger brother. In fact, less than half of the more than twenty officials in Aicz knew about it. your true identity."
That's why in the eyes of those people, I have never looked like His Majesty; in their impression, I am just a poor wretch as a container; in their perception, I don't need to have my own consciousness at all.
"Eden, I know that this fact is cruel to you. But no matter how you say it, you have been my only relative and my closest brother for so many years. I feel ashamed of you, but I am not There is no other choice." Elliott's words are flawless, and he has been able to speak seamlessly for many years in power.He not only apologized to me in name, but also never gave up his position.
I understand, in fact, with my identity back then, no one would pay attention even if I died.He could have imprisoned me in that place and regularly sent someone to monitor the magic of the holy sword in my body, just like he has done to me for nearly 100 years.
I forced a forced smile, and tried my best to keep my facial expression from being so stiff: "You explain to me, but you won't apologize. I understand you, Your Majesty Elliott...I won't blame you, let alone hate you .This is my fate, I admit it!"
"Eden, I apologize if necessary. After all, I lied to you for so many years..."
"But in fact, you don't feel guilty. After all, there is nothing wrong with you doing this." I interrupted him, and then asked, "So, my special constitution is also due to the presence of a sacred artifact in my body?"
"That's right...you can't use magic, it's not because you don't work hard. Magic attributes are mutually exclusive, and to protect the absolute purity of the holy vessel, the container's own magic will naturally be weakened, and the holy sword suppresses your magic. But this I can't explain it to you clearly, because your current situation is that you don't even have magic power, and under normal circumstances you should only have weak magic. It is said that it is impossible for people in the entire sanctuary to have no magic fluctuations."
"So, I am injured and cannot be healed by magic, and I am also thanks to the sacred weapon?"
He nodded: "Yes, it should be the natural shielding effect of magic."
We were all silent for a while, and I slowly digested the characteristics of my own horror, with mixed feelings in my heart, and I couldn't describe it with pen and ink.This room is so dull that I can't breathe, several times in a row
When I came back to it, a more heavy heart poured into my heart: "Your Majesty, what is your real purpose today? You called me here secretly. It can't be that you have nothing to do and just want the truth to come out, right?"
Elliot lowered his eyes, and looked very sad for a moment: "To be honest, I don't want you to get involved in this entanglement."
"Is it about the military invasion of the Orson Empire?" I still remember the scene of the quarrel in the mirror.
"You are very sensitive." Elliott stood up from the chair, turned and rushed to the window, staring at the sky outside the house intently.The sky in Aates is still so pure and intoxicatingly blue. "You shouldn't be exposed to this, but you will face it one day. Just like no matter how I hide it from you now, you will always know the truth."
"You're right, I want you to be Aates' spy and get close to Orson's heir."
"Do you want to kill him?"
"I want to. But I know you can't do it. I just want you to find out the news. If Roswald really wants to start a war, I can make sure that Aates gets the news before it happens." Elliott looked at me with peace of mind, "This is also an experience for you."
"I see, I'll try my best." I paused, then smiled again.But in a country that values strength like Orson, what qualifications do I have to listen to information?Elliott should be very clear that there is no such thing as a spy.
He is so heartless, but I have to say, he is a qualified monarch.
"Eden, I know what image I am in your mind now. But I am your family member, I hope you will always remember." Finally, when I was about to go out, Elliott turned around and said to me indifferently. explain.
"Of course I remember. Brother." At least I think that when I said this, I was extremely sincere.
I went back to the Black Tower of Confinement and lay on the bed where I had slept for 100 years. I knew that when I woke up from now on, I would never sleep here again.
Life will always face countless turns, and it is impossible to stop at the fork in the road.With our long lives, we cannot predict how many changes will happen in the future.
I hardly dare to close my eyes before falling asleep. Even though it is such a painful and hurtful memory, I don't want to forget it.Like a part of the body, it cannot be given up.
The sky in Aates has always been beautiful. I lay my head up on the bed, and there were stars outside the window.In the deep blue sky, the star sand is reflected on the coast, and the fine pieces sink into the bottom of the sea to form a real Milky Way.The wind has passed without a trace, but the branches and leaves are swaying lightly.
I can take it all, I think.Not that bad.
I even really want to carry out this so-called mission as soon as possible. I desperately want to leave here and start a new life.I am Eden, I have not really controlled my life during the hundreds of years I have been a container; but from tonight onwards, I want to truly live for myself.
I am not wrong.Elliott is not wrong.
...It's only fate that's wrong.
I still like Aates very much. This is my hometown and a love that I will never let go of in my life.Only tomorrow, I will bid farewell to this place and start a new journey.
When I was simply packing my luggage in the house, looking at the sundries lying on the floor, I sat blankly, letting my thoughts drift freely, thinking for a long time.
All the books, trinkets, and collections were meaningless, and in the end, apart from a few clothes and money, all I had with me was my precious mirror.After weighing it over and over again, I put a bunch of wind chimes in my luggage, which was given to me by Elliott when I was 100 years old, as if to commemorate my childhood happiness.
I lit the lamp and stayed up late writing two letters.
One to Elliott, one to Owen.
For the former, I just want to say, I don’t hate, I can live well; for the latter, I only want to express gratitude and blessings.
No matter what kind of world I will appear in tomorrow, I am today, thank you very much.
More grateful than I can say.
The wind blows outside the window, taking away traces of sadness.
The turning of the life trajectory is surrounded by the same person every time, and the purpose is also because of the same person every time.I didn't know at the time that people who are completely strangers now will become the focus of my life in the future.And life is so wonderful and unpredictable, love and contradictions will always be with me throughout my life.
We are all like this, the things we have experienced will one day become the past, and only the short and specific can be engraved with eternity.We have abandoned the past countless times and resolutely lead to the future.
We call it constant practice.
Writer's words:
I'm so bored with the fresh net. Also, I feel like I won't be able to get into college... I'm depressed~
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