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The morning sun shone brightly on the vast land, making the knights' armor shine brightly.
Isis was riding on horseback, surrounded by soldiers holding high flags and full of vigor. Behind her was an army that only knew how to obey the lord. This was a team that conquered everywhere, and the lord's orders were their only criteria.
The army had marched into a hilly area, which should have been fertile land, with villages adjacent to each other and mills still standing by the river.
It’s a pity that the ground is now littered with corpses of the dead, and the villages are silent, with no signs of any activity by surviving humans.
The plague is creeping silently through this place, and it is spreading to the big city behind the army. Soon, under the suggestion of the lord, it will make that city a real dead city.
Isis looked at the father god beside him. His god was also riding on a horse. His expression was as gentle as ever. He was also overlooking the land, but Isis knew that his father god had no fluctuations in his heart at this moment.
The love of God the Father is too heavy, and only creatures like them can bear this love. As for the land in this mortal world, excessive love will only lead to its destruction, just like God's rose, which is both an elixir of immortality and an unpredictable poison.
The greatest tenderness that God the Father can show to this world is to watch with indifference.
Isis loves her father God and advocates eternal peace. Her highest ideal is to eliminate any living creature in this world - including herself.
Everything is extinguished, and all living beings obtain eternal happiness and peace. The pure black court of God towers over the vast and silent land. His God sits in the clouds, holding his head in his arms... All creations return to the arms of death, and return to the most gentle love of God the Father.
This is Isis' highest aspiration.
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Su Yun saw too many corpses of people who died from the plague, and in the end he got used to it. Any place in the middle of the road without corpses must be a deserted wasteland.
The march was boring, but not for the two little plagues. They always seemed to be in high spirits. Isis led the army with great enthusiasm during the day, while Julia observed the corpses with interest after nightfall.
Isis and Julia gave Su Yun a new way of getting along. Unlike their brothers, the two little plagues deliberately kept a certain distance from the Father God. They were not as clingy as Alice and Anita, but their eyes were always on Su Yun.
superior.
After marching for a long time, the two plagues inexplicably developed a tacit understanding and divided the Father's time.
During the day, Julia hid quietly in his dark little carriage, while Isis accompanied the Father God as the lord; after nightfall, Julia got on Su Yun's carriage, and Isis returned to his tent to rest.
Su Yun, who was arranged properly, said: "..."
The march never stopped. After half of the soldiers died and transformed into divine servants, they arrived at their first destination.
This is the rich land belonging to the great lord. In the wilderness outside the city, soldiers are burning corpses in an orderly manner. When they see Isis's team, they will greet them respectfully - these soldiers who are burning corpses and clearing the road are all servants of God, and they will not die from the plague.
When the huge drawbridge was erected over the moat, Lord Jasmine stood at the foot of the city gate, holding pure white flowers, and came to welcome them in person.
The lord was wearing a gorgeous robe made of white and gold today. Under the heavy robe were layers of decorations and lace, and the decorations of gold, silver and jewelry were even more exaggerated than before.
The servants around the lord all wore fancy masks. They had been replaced by servants of gods. Regardless of gender, all of them had beautiful appearances.
When Su Yun's horse passed the suspension bridge, he actually heard the sound of music and the cheers of the crowd.
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The army quickly crossed the suspension bridge and completely entered the city from the wilderness, as if they had come to another world.
There seems to be no disease or pain here, and everyone has a happy look on their faces. Exquisite buildings are lined up one after another, bands and dancers can be seen everywhere, barrels of fine wine are stored in the open air, and people coming and going are all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and most of them wear exaggerated masks.
The juggler was thrown high up in the air, with flames coming out of his mouth, contrasting beautifully with the black smoke from the burning corpses outside the city.
There were also many "knights" and "plague doctors" in the revelry crowd, but the knights' shiny plate armor was as fragile as paper, and their swords were hollowed out with beautiful patterns, which could be broken with a little force; and the plague doctor masks had lost their practical effect, and the deliberately thickened and lengthened bird beaks were decorated with pearls and gems. Su Yun even saw a "doctor" trying to insert the bird beak into the wide-open chest of his female companion...
The people in the tower cheered loudly and scattered the petals of fresh flowers. The pink and white tender petals brought a rich fragrance, dyeing the moat pink. The fragrance even overwhelmed the city.
The stench of corpses outside.
When the plague was raging, the city was holding a carnival celebration. Jasmine turned the city into a paradise for pleasure seekers.
Isis's knights and army were out of place here, just like a group of real-life ascetics who suddenly entered a colorful oil painting.
After seeing the fleet on Creon Island, Su Yun once again felt helpless. He looked at Isis and found that the knight's expression was also unusually stiff.
Su Yun: "...Jasmine, what is this?"
Jasmine smiled complacently. He gently pinned the white flower in his hand on Su Yun's collar, like a newlywed couple welcoming their lover at the door of their home: "My master, this is the city I built for you. This era is too boring. Since the whole world is gray, why don't I build a magnificent and dreamy place?"
It actually made a lot of sense, and Su Yun couldn't find any objection for a while.
"So where is your army?" A calm voice came from behind Su Yun. Julia had gotten out of his shabby little carriage at some point and was standing solemnly behind God the Father.
Julia was of course still wearing her practical protective suit, but compared to the "doctor" in the revelers, Julia now looked like a refugee who had returned from scavenging.
"The army?" Jasmine paid some attention to Julia, then laughed as if she had heard a joke, "How could I lack something like that... But you're right, the army is still very important."
Jasmine kept moving his hands. After pinning the flowers, he waved to the crowd behind him. It was like turning on a switch. The group of dancers who were like the background of a stage play stopped their revelry at the same time. The music and singing came to an abrupt end. Everyone looked over at this moment, whether they were drunkards or dancing girls, and even people having sex on the street...
Their movements were so coordinated that it was eerie, and yet, they were all human.
Jasmine did not look back, he still looked at Su Yun affectionately, but he casually gave an order: "Our distinguished guests are here, welcome them."
Then the crowd cheered! Everyone came over in an orderly manner, pulling the knights and soldiers, pouring wine on them, and taking off their masks to press on their faces, trying to drag Isis's army into the carnival.
The divine servants were waiting for their master's orders, while ordinary humans were already dizzy and didn't know where to go.
A group of stunning dancers spun
He ran over and obviously wanted to take Julia and Isis away, but unfortunately Isis cut all the dancers close to him in half with a sharp knife; Julia leaned forward slightly, and the dancers around him collapsed to the ground, all turning back into unconscious puppets.
Jasmine sneered, "What's wrong? Is it because our divine servant is not beautiful enough?"
Isis said righteously: "Jasmine, how could you do such a thing? This is simply a sin. The war is about to begin, and I want to fight for my father."
Julia turned directly to Su Yun. His voice was still calm, but it sounded aggrieved from under the mask. He said, "My God, extravagance is not what we should do now. This city should be destroyed... Don't you think so?"
The three little plagues looked at their father together, waiting for a judgment.
Su Yun: “…”
Su Yun covered his face in despair.
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How to get along with children is an art.
However, what parents throughout history like to do most is to give their children a slap on the wrist, and the facts have proved that this method is very practical.
"You are all wrong. Jasmine, don't mobilize so many troops next time. Isis, don't destroy the servants at will. Julia...be more tolerant."
The despicable Father God tried to get away with it with vague words, so Isis felt aggrieved, Julia admitted her mistake frankly, and Jasmine... Jasmine's face was radiant when she heard the Father God say that he was wrong.
As night fell, Su Yun lay flat on the luxurious big bed, his hands folded flat on his abdomen. He stared at the lace curtains with dull eyes and a peaceful expression.
Jasmine knelt beside the bed. He took off his heavy and complicated dress, leaving only a golden chain around his neck. In the dim candlelight, his smoky gray eyes sparkled: "My master, this is the first time you have judged my mistake. Please punish me~"
Su Yun: "...No, verbal criticism is enough. It's late at night, go back to sleep."
"How can this be possible?" Jasmine actually refused. His voice was a little hoarse, like a person thirsty for water. "Since I woke up, Father God is unwilling to punish me no matter what I do... Does that mean that whatever I do is okay?"
Su Yun: “…”
I always felt that Jasmine had become more aggressive since the underground palace incident, and it turned out to be no illusion.
The soft bed sank a little bit. Jasmine came to Su Yun's side with her hands on the quilt. He was facing away from the light. His broad back almost blocked all the firelight, making it difficult for Su Yun to see his face.
Pang's long crimson hair slid down, blocking the chain on the man's neck.
At this distance, Su Yun could hear his long breathing.
"While I was waiting for you, I felt like I was back in the pillar." Jasmine said softly, "I can create the most unforgettable paradise in the world, but there is not a moment in this land that I am not in pain and confusion, my master... I don't want to leave you."
Jasmine's voice was low and hoarse. Su Yun had no way to refuse such a painful creature. He listened to his confession in a daze:
"...Since you are willing to embrace the ugly me, can you accept me as I am now? Are you willing to accept me? I can do anything, please let me confirm your love. I can't--"
“Boom boom boom!”
A loud knock came from outside the door. The person knocking on the door must have used enough force. It wouldn't be surprising if the thick wooden door broke.
Jasmine: “…”
The candlelight in the room suddenly became brighter, and at the same time, Isis's hearty baritone rang out loudly, and the sunlight shone upwards, shattering any charming atmosphere.
"Father God! There's a letter from Alice and Theresa! Do you want to hear it?"
Jasmine: “…Heh.”
Su Yun lay down again and pretended to be dead.
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