Alomitsu - Chapter 15
Chapter 15: Studio City (1)
Time: 1364, 14th century Europe, early Renaissance.
Location: Geneva, the main city of the Holy Roman Empire. Gothic Knights’ Camp.
The morning sun shone through the blue glass covered with sacred angels on the sheepskin rolls. The sheepskin rolls were laid out lazily, and the red Roman language on the sheepskin rolls meant that the content of the sheepskin rolls was important. The man in the leather waistcoat and white stockings was looking at the reflection in the bucket.
Rossio’s dagger was a magical thing. It had a shiny blade and was sharper than a wolf’s teeth. Its handle was made of bear bone. Its steel came from a deep underground cave and was polished by holy water.
In the era of the war of the Cross Expeditionary Force, the lord of Magdeburg died heroically in the war. After that, the dagger was taken back by the Pope and then granted to the archbishop, and the archbishop gave it to Rossio.
For Rossio, this dagger had never been just a tool for maintaining his beard, It was also a weapon to use against his enemies. Humans were fragile animals without fur or scales to protect their soft skin, so Rossio carefully armed himself every morning into a more dangerous beast than humans.
When the sharp blade stroked his cheeks and his chin, its sharpness would become part of Rossio. In fact, Rossio imagined that every time the blade stroked his face, his heart gradually became colder and harder than even metal.
He liked to watch the blade clean up his face, instead of having a sloppy beard like a scholar. He took it as if he was cleaning up the inner turmoil in his heart.
Strength, order, and pleasing metallic luster. That’s right, this was exactly what Rosio wanted. Whether it is a person or a tree, it would be easily harvested by his knife.
After taking care of his face, of course he still needed to polish his armor. The silver armor had a bright red cross in the center. He would carefully clean the armor from beginning to end until the armor reflected the morning light coldly and indifferently, as if reciting God’s solemn killing song in a low voice.
In the reflection of this armor, Rossio held the cross on his neck in his palm. His expression was extremely sincere, because his faith in God could give him great power.
He was a model among knights, a strong one among knights, and a patron knight of the archbishop.
Rossio thought that his life would pass so plainly, and he hated that he was born at the wrong age. If he was born in the age of the Crusade, he would have supreme glory and conquer believers for his God.
Now, Rossio had his own place, because the archbishop’s order came down. The archbishop was the pope’s clone, and the pope was God’s substitute in the world.
But for Rossio, the agent of God, only the archbishop he followed was the messenger of God. Now the world did not abandon him, but gave him a bigger opportunity.
When Rossio put on the shining clean armor and walked out the door, the iron shoes stepped on the granite stone floor and made a crisp and harsh sound. Rossio was extremely excited, because it had been a long time since he had set off like this.
Location: Holy Roman Empire-70 kilometers northwest of the main city of Goning.
The surging waves hit the beach, and a young man wearing only linen and cloth pants walked on the edge of the beach, shivering because of the cold.
I woke up in the morning when it was not as cold at the time. I was still holding the broken twine in my hand, but when I looked at the twine I started crying loudly.
Rui, this child was my savior. I could only survive because I relied on him, and now that I survived miraculously, Rui could also be alive. There was a glimmer of hope in my heart. Walking around the beach, I hoped to meet my only and dear friend, Rui.
In the middle of the way I almost fell due to lack of physical strength. Last night’s storm caused a lot of fresh coconuts to fall from the trees. I endured the fever-like discomfort and smashed the coconut that fell on the ground with a stone beside the tree to eat.
After taking in the water and coconut meat, I barely regained some strength. I picked up two coconuts from the ground and walked on the beach again. If I met Rui, he would be very hungry. These two coconuts were just right for me, so they would probably be enough for him as well.
However, even with a part of my physical strength regained, my energy reached its limit. I walked into the shadow of a coconut tree like a dying old man and fell under the tree. I was very sleepy but I didn’t want to close my eyes. Regardless however, I couldn’t resist. This sleepiness was like a beast that I couldn’t get rid off, so I fell into a deep sleep.
Eventually, I was awakened by the cold, and I found that my nose was blocked, which probably meant that I had gotten a cold.
As for my wet clothes, under the warm sea breeze in the afternoon, the clothes were already dry, but they were extremely thin. My clothes still couldn’t stop the cold brought by the night.
“Rui,” I endured the cold and called out loudly, but my voice was soon covered up by the unscrupulous sea breeze. I really hoped that the wind would take my call to Rui.
Whether a long time had passed or just a few hours, I didn’t know. I just kept yelling, until my throat was hoarse and painful, and my body was trembling in the cold.
I didn’t find Rui, but I didn’t want to give up. I didn’t want to accept the terrible fact that such a loving child would just die like this.
I continued to walk along the beach until I saw an abandoned watchtower standing on the beach. As the cold wind became stronger and stronger, I could only choose to enter the watchtower and spend the night there. I would, however, continue to search for Rui the next day.
With this idea in mind, I walked to the door of the watchtower. Under the watchtower that stood in the dark night, its wooden door had long been rotten and filled with countless holes.
I easily pushed open the rough wooden door, and waved my hand at the dust that fell, to avoid it getting in my eyes. The next scene that caught my eye was the spiral staircase made of cyan stone bricks.
There were no rooms in it, which likely meant that this place was only temporarily guarded. If it was guarded for a long time, there would be several rooms below for people to rest.
I stepped on the stone bricks that exuded a cold atmosphere, and discovered that every time I walked through a corridor, a window appeared. The cold wind pressed against the window and made a ghostly cry.
There were broken arrows scattered everywhere on this spiral staircase, including the dark red blood on part of the wall. It seemed that terrible things had happened here, but they had all ended. Even in this ancient watchtower, I was not welcome, but I had to get to the top.
The reason was that the entrance and the stairs were cold and wet, and there was a wall that looked as high as a person at the top of the tower. As long as I got down, the cold wind would not blow to the bottom, and it was also good for me to see if I could find Rui’s whereabouts.
When I walked to the top of the watchtower out of breath, I found a white withered bone. I became nervous instantly, as I recalled the incident with the pirates.
I was nervous. When I stretched out my hand and tapped the dry bones, there were tiny cracks in the dry bones, which meant that these were just regular bones.
“Excuse me.” I bent over to the deceased, which was just basic courtesy.
I borrowed the animal skin blanket from the skeleton. The animal skin became fragile with the erosion of time, and as long as it was pulled gently, it could be torn in half. As I accidentally tore it open, A small section of dark yellow leather roll fell in front of me.
Curious, I opened the cowhide roll gently. I was afraid that I would tear the cowhide roll by accident, and the handwriting on it would be illegible, but I was pretty sure that the language was ancient Roman.
“Can the things of the ancient Romans survive to the present?” My head was full of doubts. I could only rely on the light of the stars to look at the cowhide scrolls.
As I looked at the night sky however, I discovered that there was no moon.
Yesterday was the full moon, and today was the new moon. I didn’t believe that I slept for fifteen days straight, and yet it was a new moon. I had experienced too many weird things during this period, and I didn’t care about this matter very much.
(Note: The new moon is the moon hidden in the darkness, and the full moon is the fifteenth reunion day in the east, and the day of fear in the west.)
My weak lips read the words on the cowhide roll, and the opening words made my eyes wide open.
It was these words again. These words were also in the singing of the pirates, what did this mean? I searched desperately for the stories I had read in my mind. Whether it was a folklorist, archaeologist, or historian, they never mentioned this word.
My eyes focused on the fuzzy writing on the cowhide roll, which translated is as follows:
“The mysterious light of the aurora crosses the opposite side of the sea and illuminates the watchtower where I am.”
(Note: It often occurs in the magnetic fields of the north and south poles of the Earth, and it has also occurred in Russia. Unlike the rainbow, the aurora is like a rainbow curtain falling from the sky, colorful and swimming, dazzling.”)
“In the dark and terrifying night, it always fell from the sky, like the tears of the Virgin, the cold autumn of that year. Autumn was stained with maple leaves, and the maple leaves were picked up by my horse along the way and in the air. After a whirl, I came to this place late at night, pushed aside the grass and walked into this watchtower.
“As the early morning is approaching, I sit under the stars, leaning against the watchtower and looking at the sky. The Big Dipper is shining high in the sky, the shadows projected on the sea, and the coconut trees on the beach are gently swaying with the wind, just like a human does!
“Before dawn, the stars in the sky stared at me in the dark night sky. The starlight of Centaur illuminates the grave behind the beach. The starry sky is like a pair of terrifying eyes. It is shining with red light.”
“At this time I discovered (wrong) (wrong). When the clouds are overwhelming, this (wrong) (wrong) will shine with the (wrong) (wrong) light.”
(Note: Wrong means that the words that cannot be read and reviewed, mean that the words that the protagonist read have disappeared due to the passage of time.)
When I finished reading this passage, the following section was obviously torn apart, and it seemed that he did not want others to know. But what made me uncomfortable at first is that I felt that someone was watching me. This was not an illusion, but an animal instinct. After experiencing the pirates, I found that human intuition is the instinct that nature bestowed on us for self-protection.
The colorful aurora slowly fell from the sky. This was the first time I had seen such a beautiful scene, In the deep dark night, the aurora was the falling angel.
I stretched out my hand to touch the falling aurora. However the sudden violent wind blocked me, and it pushed me back a few steps. Was this a warning to me of the untouchable beauty of God?
Perhaps this was not the beauty of the gods, because after the gust of wind, I saw blue light and shadow buildings floating under the beach.
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