Fairy’s Box

In the darkness, Yale looked at Hilda who was guarding in front of Bardo and confronted his own fearful projection. Hilda, who had hope and begging in his eyes, suddenly felt a twist in his heart.

Did this woman misunderstand something?

Why can she face herself calmly, and even dare to ask?

Is this a normal human brain circuit?

The black-haired knight's mind was instantly filled with question marks, and he was completely unable to guess the mysterious mind of the other party. In addition, he was worried about her future cooperation, so he had to temporarily stop attacking.

As he temporarily suppressed his killing intent, the half-melted ferocious armor also stopped moving, and the scarlet rays of light from the slits of his eyes flickered, standing quietly in front of Hiluda.

And this scene, in the Queen's view, has some subtle deviations - Yale is worried that she hates him and becomes disobedient, and Hiluda thinks that he can't bear to hurt himself.

Wrong understanding comes from wrong cognition.

Why there is such a wrong perception, it is necessary to understand the identity of Hilda.

Yes, she is the goddess Freya of Valhalla, the high queen of Asgard, but at the same time, she is also a puppet, a ruler who has all power taken over.

Living in a deep palace since childhood, isolated from the outside world, unaware of the dangers of the world, and experience in some aspects is completely zero. That is to say, apart from her overly beautiful appearance, she is an innocent girl from the inside out, and she is especially stupid and sweet.

Silly white sweet does not mean mental retardation, Xiluda, like normal people, will be wary of the unknown.

But when unknown things help her repeatedly, especially when she solves major troubles (Loki), she will be more likely to let go of her vigilance than normal people, and even have some unrealistic fantasies.

From a normal person's point of view, the contact between Xiluda and Yalei is a situation in which the weak queen faces the ulterior motives of ambition.

But for the queen herself, it was a romantic encounter, and her world was simple, black and white.

In layman's terms, if the world in Hiluda's eyes is likened to a pure love drama, Yale who suddenly appeared and broke her 'peaceful' life, would be the king's palace of the heavenly descendants - don't think that the heavenly descendants are just women. The roles are limited, and this is Beihai where the relationship between men and women is completely opposite.

So, in your eyes, the style of Yalei's painting is completely different from the style of Yalei's painting in Hiluda's eyes!

That's why she appeared in front of the black-haired knight suddenly and recklessly, and persuaded the other party to let go of her childhood sweetheart (Bado).

If it was an ordinary person, who dared to stand in front of Yale like this, he would have gone to Styx and waited for his reincarnation.

But Hiluda is a lucky woman, the black-haired knight really needs her very much, and in his plan, Hilda is not a **** that can be thrown away at any time, Asgard dominated by the Empire and Valhalla Palace , there will be a win-win outcome.

So Yale decided to stop.

"..."

Shrouded in fierce flames, the armor that appeared and disappeared as the light jumped looked at her, raised a finger, raised it to the front of the visor, crossed the position of his lips, and made a mouth to cover his mouth. action.

"I see! I won't let him say it!"

When the queen saw that he had agreed to her request, her pale face suddenly flushed a bit more, and she seemed to be sinking a bit deeper into the wrong hallucination.

Then, she turned around quickly and looked at the shadow warrior earnestly:

"Bado, you won't say it, will you!?"

"..."

Bardo stared at the armor in the firelight, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He could only close his eyes to hide the strong unwillingness in his eyes, and nodded:

"This is the order of the Queen herself, and I will obey."

As soon as he spoke, the world seemed to stagnate for a second at this moment, Bardo and Hiluda clearly felt that something was scattered around them, the darkness quickly diluted, and the bright moonlight shone on the earth again.

The flaming fire that was scattered in the void suddenly shook, and was "sucked" back by an extremely surging force, and the ferocious armor shattered into flying debris at the same time, and finally disappeared.

When the darkness disappeared, the moonlight outside was like washing, the stone yard was empty, and the cold wind blew the stones and danced on the ground.

Bardo looked at the whole stone yard with an expression like waking up from a dream. The quiet place fell asleep in the soft wind, and there was no flame or a single person in sight.

What kind of power is this...

Bardo couldn't believe his eyes. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this scene was a shattering of illusions, or whether the time and space were reversed. Everything in front of him was like playing a videotape backwards.

...

The Valhalla Palace is covered with densely woven snow and snow all year round. The main tone is white. The spires, slopes, and slender and towering palaces are hidden from each other.

The style of these buildings is like the mountains and mysterious fjords of Asgard, which permeate thick and simple, full of rich natural temperament. After all, under the seemingly inadvertent collocation, everything is as dazzling as natural, and there is always a visual center in any space.

The long straight road in front of the hall was lined with lanterns like a forest, and civil and military officials stood on the left and right. They were all women, staring at the square outside the door, waiting for the return of the Queen's imperial car.

Behind the heavy curtains of the carriage, Hiluda looked at the river decorated with various official costumes, with a nervous expression on her face-she spent most of her weekdays in the prayer hall, and was basically a seal when dealing with government affairs. Tools, and without the bureaucratic guidance that accompanies them, it is simply not clear what to say in an emergency like this.

"Help me..." she whispered to the ring.

"I'm not a wishing lamp god!

Those words came directly into Hilda's heart, with overwhelming power that could not be refuted.

"I won't help you this time, you must learn to be independent, look at these people, they are all your servants, walk over with their heads held high, and let them see the grace of Queen Asgard!"

"..."

Goddess Freya didn't refute, she just pursed her cherry lips, showing a pitiful expression, like a big cat hugging the thread and not letting go.

"Queen, your loyal servants are waiting to see the glory."

Outside the curtain, the etiquette officer has been urging him for an unknown number of times.

"..."

Xiluda was playing tricks with someone, lowered his eyes, looked at his nose, nose, and heart, with an expression that I didn't hear, I didn't do anything.

this woman!

In the dark, two violent blue veins burst out from Yalei's forehead. If he hadn't used her, he would have slapped her and sent her to swim in the Styx.

"stand up!"

With a sharp shout that penetrated her heart, Xiluda's whole body was shaken. At that moment, it seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and she suddenly closed her eyes - the moment she reopened her eyes, it had become Eyes that are completely different from the usual ones.