Chapter 121: Escape
The half-sword with the notched hand slashed heavily on the chestnut tree as thick as a bowl, and sawdust flew along the blade.
The brilliance of the setting sun slants down from the straight trees, and the gaps between the tree shadows are golden lines, constantly wandering among the trees.
Horn mechanically chopped down the small tree in front of him with the half-sword in his hand. The long sword cut into the wood, and there was only the sound of breaking wood fibers in his ears.
Behind him, the monastery still stood, with the icon of Myrcella hanging its head, not daring to look at Horn's back.
Horn saw a shadow coming from behind on the ground.
"How is Kesei?" Horn asked without looking up.
Carrie stopped: "Fortunately, after drinking the soothing potion, his mood is much more stable, but he can't say a word now, and the two letters to him have not been opened. "Open."
"Are there any parents among us villagers who were deceived by the Pied Piper in Green?"
"Of course, Qianhe Valley people will never escape. Three things, food delivery, death and having relatives taken away by the Pied Piper, but there is no letter from them.”
"Besides him, does anyone else know about this?"
"Madeline, Sissy, and Jeanne know about it, but the rest of the ordinary villagers don't know about it."
"Ding. ——”
The almost five centimeter-long sword tip flew out, revealing a gray-white fracture.
Horn took two steps away in a daze, and turned the sword in his hand sideways. The inscription on the sword representing "Snow in the Clouds" shone brightly in the sunset.
This is an explosively awkward sword. Its blade comes from Barnett, its scabbard comes from Knight Dange, and its hilt comes from Frick.
Without the tip of the sword, it has become a guillotine.
This is normal. For such a long time, Horn has frequently used it to chop down trees and dig soil, leaving gaps all over it.
"Stop cutting it, I brought it."
Horn turned around, and Carrie was holding a wooden board in her hand.
She inserted the board into the ground easily.
“Don’t you ask me, why do you still need to erect tombstones when you clearly failed to do what is required?”
“This is a tomb for the children who died here.”< br>
Horn chuckled: "You are much smarter than before."
"That's my sister." Carrie's shadow mixed with the shadow of the tombstone, making it difficult to see clearly Her face, "You know, the witch is mentally ill, she is another me."
Horn didn't answer, he just stared at the blank tombstone in front of him.
According to his original personality, at this time, he should have been suffering from youthful illness, and he should have engraved words such as "Here are the children of Qianhe Valley buried."
But he couldn't carve it out, not even a single word.
“Look, I said before that I would not let the children of the Qianhe River Valley people die on the road paved by Frick and the others.
But what about now? Qianhe River Valley people People’s children just happened to die on the way.”
With breath coming out of his nostrils, Horn laughed self-deprecatingly, his laughter wandering in the golden-red light of the setting sun until it disappeared.
He erected another monument, this is the third one.
At first there was only one person, then there were more than a hundred people, and now there are thousands buried here. Thousands of people.
In just one month.
“What the hell kind of place is this!” Horn gritted his back teeth and yelled towards the distant mountains and forests, “What kind of ghost world is this!”
"Isn't the world always like this?" Carrie's calm voice came from behind Horn, "You have always been cynical, so I'm a little surprised."
"But it can't be like this." Turning around, Horn looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face: "Are you interested in telling me your origins?"
"I can only say that I am one of the top executives within the Ruo'an Party."< br>
“If I join your Ruo’an Party, what kind of position can I buy with those two thousand and two gold pounds?”
“Won’t you join the White Mountain Monastery? Let me see what position you have in the past. God is still asking.”
"I still prefer your curlier track. Believe me, none of you can curl better than me." Horn touched the tombstone in front of him and smiled, "This is the confidence of the older generation of small-town problem solvers!"
“You are a rare witch boy. Even if you don’t have these two thousand gold pounds, you will be assigned an excellent job, such as... having children with different witch girls.”
“ ..."
"Don't look at me like that, this is normal, okay?" Carrie said calmly, "Don't you want to know if two witches can give birth to a witch stably?"
"Forget it then." Horn smiled wryly and waved his hand, "Those more than two thousand gold pounds will be regarded as my meeting gift for entering the Ruo'an Party."
"If you are really willing to give them to us, I guarantee that every gold pound will be turned into a dagger that pierces the heart of the church."
"That is the best." There was no one in the entire monastery. Those giant spiders came once at noon, and were blown away again by Carrie using the bone flute.
The ruined turrets were crumbling in the evening wind that smelled of fireworks, and the joyful singing of the villagers could be heard in the distance.
“You want to join the Joan Party because of this monastery, right? Are you planning to use the Joan Party to revolt?”
"Who said that? I just want to use your power to complete my dominance."
"Don't underestimate my ability as a witch." Carrie spread her legs swiftly, "Actually, you You obviously don’t think so, right?”
“You know what witch ability you have?” Horn turned around, “Isn’t your witch ability the ability to transform into an ice giant?”
"It's better than when you were lying side by side and couldn't reach my ankles."
"You are much more aggressive than before." Horn chuckled and sat down Go to the tree stump next to Carrie, "Then you are really born with supernatural power."
"I was born with a body with two levels of breathing, and when I reached adulthood, I had nine levels." Carrie pinched her bones, "This mother who inherited me is a physical witch."
< br>"...No, you, you are the witch baby that Sissi said?!"
Seeing Horn's surprised face, Carrie raised a finger: "The only baby in thousands of years. A special case of a mother and a daughter who are both witches."
"Then what is your witch ability?"
"I am a spiritual witch, and my real witch ability is... Eavesdropping on people's thoughts." Carrie raised her head and looked at the slowly moving clouds in the sky.
"Remember that my sister often asked you before, how many faces do you have? That has nothing to do with the bedtime ghost stories you told." Lowering her head, Carrie looked straight into Horn's eyes.
“I asked you how many faces you have, just because your voice is much more complicated than others, like there are many people talking.
But she can’t hear you because it’s too It’s too complicated, there are too many sounds, everything is mixed together.”
“Then why can you hear it now?”
“Because your mind was a bunch before. People are talking to themselves, and now they are singing in chorus.”
Horn covered his hand and said: "Then your ability is too outrageous, isn't it? You know what everyone is thinking."
"It's outrageous? Are you saying it's too much? In fact, you know what everyone is thinking." "It's okay." Carrie lowered her head and looked at the growth rings on the tree stump, "The voice I overheard was not really your inner thoughts.
It was, how should I say, your thoughts. Ripple, what I want to do is to use Ripple to deduce what's in your heart."
"Okay, guess what I'm thinking about now?"
"Do what you can. That’s it.”
"Wrong, I was thinking about what to eat at night!"
Carrie held Horn's face: "If you are afraid, just do what you can."
Looking Looking at Carrie's childish but serious face, Horn's original smile gradually turned into a bitter smile: "I've really been seen through. I'm a little afraid of staying with you."
"My sister I like you very much, she told me——
You have a lot of escape, abandonment, rationality, betrayal and cold-bloodedness in your heart, but you have never succeeded in doing any of them.”
"You understand again." Pulling his head away from Carrie's hands, Horn turned around and looked into the distance, "When I join the Ruo'an Party, I will bring my holy gunman, and I will unify China. I want to be the emperor myself."
Carrie slowly shook her head: "The plate armor of the Order Knight is made of white crystal steel. The strength of the 1-leg armor is comparable to that of the 2-leg steel armor. How can you shoot with your gun? Wear it."
"It doesn't matter, I can find something better."
"Stubborn donkey!" Carrie scolded with dissatisfaction, and the sunset passed through. Her body cast a long shadow on the ground.
The golden wheel of the setting sun is hidden behind the mountains, and the wind blows the windows of the monastery, hitting the walls time and time again.
There was a beeping whistle in the distance, which was the sound of returning to camp.
"Let's do this." Standing in front of Horn, holding his hand, Carrie half-knelt on the ground, looking into Horn's eyes, "Let's make an agreement, I will be responsible for those How about taking revenge on the blue-blooded orphans and sending them home?"
"Can you do it?"
"It's just within our capabilities. "
"Really? I don't believe it."
"This is also my hometown." Carrie pouted dissatisfiedly, "Sooner or later we can do it."
"The difference between sooner or later is huge."
"That day will be very It's coming soon." Carrie looked up at the sunset in the distance, "We are not the only ones working hard for the freedom of Qianhe River Valley."
ps There are a lot of things going on recently, I will write more quickly. There is one more chapter.
(End of this chapter)