Pivot of the Sky

Gabrielle answered the sheepskin questionnaire and asked: "The letter to me is also an order, but only after I have fought with Amon? But, Holy Virgin, I went to assassinate him. If I were still alive at the time, it would mean...”

Maria interrupted her words with a wave of hands: "You don't have to say much, the Empire's orders are orders, I won't let you break them, and I know who you are.... Gabriel, how long have you been with me? ”

“It's been six years since I first met you in Cape Town State," Gabriel said. Maria, if you're not the Virgin of Isis Temple, what can I do for you right now? ”

Maria looked out the window with a faint smile: "Whether I'm the Virgin or that girl Maria, thank you very much. What I'm about to say is already in the letter. … do you have anything else to say to me before you leave? ”

Gabriel stood up and said word for word: "This is a very difficult task, and since the Empire has appointed me to go, I have a few requests. ”

Maria nodded: "Accepting a task like this is what you should be asked to do, go ahead. ”

Gabriel: “I can't go alone, I need the help of a magician, at least one major magician. ”

Maria replied: "I have just negotiated with the three high priests that you will be accompanied by a high magician, George, who was the main cleric of the Angela Regiment, who volunteered to go on this mission with you and said that if you do not complete the mission, you will not return to life. ”

Gabriel smiled slightly, adding: "With such a large heavenly pivot, I cannot go looking for him without purpose, nor can I wander around openly. That's why the Empire needs to send agents to find the exact location where Amon is hiding before we can move on. I am a noble warrior, and this is how I fit in, as is the High Priest George. ”

Maria simply replied, "That's the way it should be, that's it! With the exact news of Amon, you go back with High Priest George. ”

Gabriel: “I need another weapon. ”

Maria: "Whatever armor you choose from Isis Temple's collection of weapons, however precious it may be, will always be yours to reward for this mission. ”

Gabriel shook his head: “I don't need the weapons of the temple, I just need all the great magicians and craftsmen of the temple to fix me a weapon. That was the battle axe I fought against Enlightenment, and it had many residues, and I re-refined it with a variety of precious materials, almost completely replacing them. Now I need the help of all the great magicians and master craftsmen to refine it into a perfect weapon. ”

MARIA: “I will meet your request and mobilize all the strength to help you build this weapon, until the sacrifice is complete, when you leave, His Majesty the Pharaoh did not say the time frame for completing the task. ”

Gabrielle bowed: "Thank you, Saintess-saint! ”

Maria looked at her profoundly: "Your demands are perfectly reasonable. Gabriel, have you learned how to do business?” When Gabriel was ordered to escort the candidate Virgin Mary to Cape Town State, she was alone, a great samurai, a thousand miles away without a single attendant. And now he's been ordered to assassinate Amon, and he's made so many demands.

Gabriel replied, "Because this is the execution of the imperial orders, not the fulfilment of my own wishes, then follow the official rules. ”

Maria nodded again: "Okay, everything is as you said. ”

It's over, but Gabriel hasn't left. After a moment of hesitation, he can't help but say, "Holy Virgin, can we have a private conversation? ”

Maria smiled shallow: "This is a private occasion, say anything. ”

Gabriel sighed, “I'm not used to talking like that, but I have to. The Empire named me to assassinate Ammon, don't you think there's a suspicion of using a knife to kill? The Grand General is innocent and worthy, only to get rid of him for the sake of the Empire. But don't forget that Amon himself may be the best assassin on the road, and he can capture a king alive, which is harder than assassinating a king. ”

Maria retracted her gaze from the window and looked down at the desktop: “It is said that Angel Sett has a message and will be assisted by an apostle of the gods. ”

Gabrielle: "I don't care who assists me. If I die in this operation, it's like someone used Amon's hand to get rid of me. I had that experience, before I became a great samurai, but it felt completely different this time. After I leave, Your Holiness, how about you? This is obviously for you. ”

Maria seemed to say to herself: "I know Amon, perhaps more than he himself, that the test you are facing is not him, and that is why I asked you to read the letter after the battle.... Don't worry, I'm not that little girl anymore, I don't need your constant protection. ”

In her words, Gabriel's assassination would never succeed, because the great samurai was no match for Amon, and she knew for sure that Amon would not kill Gabriel.

Gabriel did not refute anything, but went on to say: “I am well aware of your situation, as the Custodian Virgin of the Temple of Isis, in the new reform of the Elahtpharaoh, you have become a symbol of the Old Testament between the gods. The next step must be to target you and change your identity and status, so that this reform of the gods can be a complete success. ”

Maria raised her head: “I understand, but I'm still me anyway! And I hope you can also remember that when people come to this world, they will eventually leave, and what is the faith they seek? ”

Gabriel stopped and bowed back to the Virgin. Maria stood up and walked up to the window, without lighting in the dark, and the starlight sprinkled through the window on her, and she stood quietly looking at the distance, wondering what it was.

……

Amon crossed the mountains in the night, and the stars were bright, and he always felt someone staring at him in the pulse. At last, it dawned and he took an official route, the route out of the border along the coastline to the Kingdom of Khati, the State of Syria, and the march route he had led with the Ann-La Regiment, with a gate in front.

Genius brightened, no one else was on the road, guards on duty were making fire to cook, looking forward to the rise of green smoke. Several samurai with a shotgun opened the wooden gate in front of the gate and saw Amon walking by with a short cane between his waist. Due to alliances and covenants with the Kingdom of Khati, the usual checks at this level are not strict, but orders have now been received from General Ammon of Canada to question the movement of persons carefully.

Amon walked past in a thin morning mist, and the soldiers across the street shouted, “What's your name, where are you coming from, where are you going? ”

Amon Lang replied, "My name is Amon, and I'm going to the Duke Plains. I hear the Egyptian Empire is looking for me. ”

Whatever the soldiers were doing at the gate, the movement stopped at this moment and they were seen running out in a line of weapons. Amon walked over, and the soldiers bowed their heads like they didn't see him, and Amon shouted, “I'm Amon! ”

Suddenly a soldier said to the people next to him: "I heard thunder yesterday, my ears buzzing and I couldn't hear a thing this morning. ”

Another soldier replied, "I think so, too. There's always an echo in my ear.” The chief of the gate came to Ammon and said: "O you who rush, if you don't have anything with you, you don't have to check. Five copper coins are required to pass the gate. If it is not convenient for you, I can lend them to you. ”

As soon as Amon saw the pattern, he knew that the soldiers were reluctant to arrest him, but, by imperial decree, they would not take action against the fugitives and would be prosecuted in the future. Ammon wanted to declare his identity and then broke through customs without artificial difficulty with anyone but to announce his departure, and the soldiers guarding the gate reacted in this way.

He didn't know what to say anymore. He grabbed five copper coins and gave them to the officer. “Thank you, I have money. ”

Ammon walked out of the gate and dozens of soldiers lined up to bow their weapons to the ground. Not far ahead is Gobi Beach, which will take you north along the coastline to the Syrian desert. Not long after Amon left the border, he suddenly heard horseshoes coming from behind him, and one of them came after him on a fast horseback.

He stopped and looked back, the commander of the gate. The man rushed forward and jumped off the horse, bowing and handing over a parcel: “In front is the desert, you need food and water.” And then there was no bullshit, and I turned around and jumped on my horse and I was ready to go.

Amon asked, “Who are you? ”

The chief replied, "My name is Van Riatt. I was first a cavalry under Captain Jules. I grew up with Jules and Themis, and I was taught physical skills by Old Jules. ”

So that's what happened. What a coincidence! This group of soldiers stationed at the border crossing was recruited from the home town of Themis. Originally they all belonged to Jules and their hometown. Of course, I am particularly grateful to General Amon. No wonder he has acted today. Amon had a big dream about Feith, and if the deputy city chief Sheng Yi didn't commit suicide, he would be sent to guard the border gate.

Rhode-Dick ordered the Ann La Corps to hunt Amon, and I'm sure the city owner knows the results, so we can catch him! If any soldier really dares to fight Amon, not to say whether he is against him or not, he will return to the Legion for practice in the future, and there will be a cold arrow behind 10 or 9! This is not a war against the enemy, and General Amunda's credit, and why he killed Prince Snake, is clear to the soldiers of the Ann-La Regiment.

……

Amon was grateful that although he didn't need this package, it was still in his bones. Continuing to drive forward, along the coastline, through undulating grasslands and mountains with sparse shrubs, the road gradually disappears or is no longer needed, with the rubble-scattered Gobi ahead.

If someone follows Ammon and observes, they will find that he does not appear to be walking too slowly, but he is faster than a carriage, and every step is as stable as the ruler has measured. It took a day to cross the Gobi, in front of a light yellow sand dune, to sit on the sand dunes at night and meditate, and when the sun rose he continued to set off.

The last time he took this path, he led a vast army of Anne-La, at a time when he was alone, pulling long shadows towards Xia Xia and the sand dunes. Chao Xia has a bright red color, the distant sea water reflects a little gold glow in the blue, the fluctuating sand dunes become yellow, white, powdered light shadows, the sea breeze is a little wet, but the sand in the sun has gradually risen to create dry hot air.

This image in front of you is like an unfolding chest, vast and mysterious, and a cool view between the heavens and the earth. Amon suddenly stopped to take a deep breath after a gust of wind and smelled the aroma. He's not a drunk like his father, but he's definitely a superb connoisseur for the world's best wine. Good wine!

Looking at the far horizon, there is a tent on the tallest sand dune from which the aroma comes. Amon used puppet eye technique to see that it was a large gold top tent with glittering treasure top decoration. Four columns held up a gorgeous embroidery band, but it was ventilated on all sides with no curtains, like a pavilion.

A man sits in a large tent, wearing long blonde brown hair and big red clothes. When Amon saw him, he had a feeling - Wu! The figure is about thirty years old, extremely strong and full of a majestic breath, in this cold desert, as if the invisible creatures were trembling slightly under his pressure.

There is a table in the large ledge with three chairs by the table, but only one person. The table is filled with delicious wine dishes, and the man is drinking in a huge golden cup with all kinds of gems. When Amon saw him, the man also reacted and looked up and said, "Where are you from, traveller? It's a long and lonely journey, why don't you stop and have a drink with a friend you don't know? ”

He didn't sound loud, but his natural voice was amazing, the wind was buzzing, coming from so far away, and the dunes next to Ammon were echoing. Amon walked one step at a time and said, "Why are you drinking here, strange friend? The landscape is so beautiful, but the air is cold and heartbreaking. Wine down your throat. Who are you waiting for? ”

The man stood up and said, "I'm waiting for you, Amon. ”

Amon has come close, and there is not even a trace of the soft sand on the road. But walking up this dune was like an invisible wind, and every step I took, the sand I stepped on seemed instantly turned into quicksand, dropping down quickly. His corners and hair floated backwards and his ears whistled, but the surrounding scenery was so quiet and peaceful.

Amon didn't slow down and stepped onto this huge sand dune, and the sand runoff at his feet seemed like a ripple in the water, eventually disappearing again. It was a silent struggle, where men on the dunes stood, invisible, giving such a strong sense of intimidation, as if they were a god.

This meeting is obviously bad, the other party has been waiting here for a long time, and Amon can't hide. After climbing the dunes, he asked, "Are you waiting for me? I don't remember ever seeing you. ”

The man smiled, pointing to the chair opposite him: “Friends of strangers can also sit together and drink wine. There are not many people in the world who can sit safely and steadily across from me drinking wine. What do you think of this wine, General Amunda? ”

Amonla sat in the chair and said: "I knew it was good wine when I smelled it. It was so thoughtful to prepare such a beautiful wine in such a desolate place. Did you specialize in entertaining me? ”

The man also sat down and replied, "For your hospitality and for my own sake, the journey of life is so difficult, why not treat life well? ”

Amon nodded, “I can see that you're a very entertaining man, waiting in the desert, and setting up a tent like this with a table like this, like a king on the outskirts. Can you tell me your name? What do you want from me? ”

"I hear you're smart, so guess who I am. ”

Amon shrugged: “How do you guess? Why don't you just tell me which god sent the messenger? ”

The man said: "When the sun first rises, I enjoy the glory of the gods on the grasslands; when the shadows of the mountains are shortest, I envision eternal youth and beautiful love; and when the gods descend and the homes disappear, I wander alone with wounds in the sunset. This old song, is it you or me? Mu Yun's favorite lover, Amon. ”

Amon suddenly remembered something and closed his eyes and asked, "Giant lion? ”

The man smiled slightly: "Surely you are not stupid, I am the Lion King Cloud! ”

Ammon wondered: “I've heard your legend, but we haven't dealt with each other. Why did you come to me? If it's Goddess Mu Yun, I don't think your grudge has anything to do with me. If you want to get in my way, I'll keep going. ”

At this moment, another powerful force suddenly came from the ground, not far from the dunes, appeared three human figures, a strong knotted man and two demonic beauties came out of the sand, even old acquaintance. Amon stood up and said, "Scorpion King! Why are you here, too? ”

With an ice scorpion and a scorpion of fire, Xishui walked into the big tent and sat down with a generous smile: “For centuries, the Lion King finally came out, more powerful than ever before. I heard he wanted to fight you, invited me to arbitration. How could I miss something so lively? Come on, let's have a toast! ”

After sitting down, he wrapped the ice scorpion around his leg, poured wine and fed the scorpion into his mouth with a glass. A glass of water filled the mouth: “Good wine! People cloud, you always know how to enjoy it, but unfortunately you have to pour yourself a drink, why don't you bring a few female lions? Are you still thinking about the Goddess of Mu Yun or are you still afraid of the Goddess being jealous? ”

"Scorpion King, haven't we met in over 200 years? As usual, you are more handsome and more powerful than ever. I don't know these two scorpions. It took 200 years to cultivate them, right? … drink a few more drinks if you like, and after that, give me and Amon an arbitration. ”

* * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)