◎The bloodline you inherited is mysterious and powerful, with magic power rooted in the earth. ◎
Oya's magic power may come from her voice, because even if Dill can't see her face, she can still be disgusted by her loving and hypocritical tone to the point where her scalp is numb.
"I don't know where I am, and I'm locked in a wine barrel with no sunlight. How can I feel safe?"
Dill is really fed up with this inexplicable stinky woman. She suppressed her anger and tried to find a way out with her hands, any flaw, crack, even just a nail, any weapon she could hold in her hands.
"It's my fault. We are far away from the Holy Land of the Moon God. We are a caravan heading west. They have domesticated many of Cao Volson's wolfhounds. The stench of werewolves has nowhere to go. Dill, Nothing here is going to hurt you."
The wine barrel became quiet, and Oya didn't get a response from Dill for a long time, so she couldn't help but ask with concern:
"Child, what are you thinking about?"
"I was just thinking, kidnapping children in front of everyone, why didn't the Moon Goddess just kill the blasphemer with a thunder?"
"Yes, I did offend His Majesty the Moon Goddess," Oya was not angered by her, but said extremely sincerely: "Afterwards, I will personally ask His Highness, the Goddess of Clear Water and the Goddess of Mountains and Forests for forgiveness after the punishment."
Dill was silent again in anger. The great witch blessed by the three goddesses, the favored person recognized by the three goddesses; this means that if the moon goddess wants to punish her, even if she just lifts a finger, she must first obtain the consent of the three goddesses. This is The inviolability of divine realms to one another and vice versa.
Oya is telling her that the anger of a little witch is useless. This is the difference in strength.
Dill has never hated her own reason so much. It treasures all memories and at the same time arms itself. In this strange world, it is Dill's only partner, teaching Dill to hide her face and compromise her life.
Yes, Dill, go ahead and accept all the shit in this world except drowning a puppy.
"Actually, Lord Amber is even more troublesome than His Highness's faraway anger."
Oya was obviously in a good mood and even started to talk.
"She has always wanted to hide you. Over the years, we have been sending people to negotiate with Lord Amber, but we have never received a friendly response."
"Oh, so you decided to kidnap me directly?"
Oya didn't pay attention to her provocation, but thought to herself: "A long time ago, we sent Perun, hoping to subtly guide you to the right path. But Lady Amber is not only magical, her charm is also impressive. , Perun failed, the Green Goddess gave her the courage of the blazing sun, but forgot to get rid of her youthfulness and naivety, so this time I decided to take you away."
"I didn't know I was so great. Is there a famine in the Junli River? Has your goddess of fertility overslept? It's a pity that I don't have a wooden stick, only a silver cup."
Dill cooperated with the other party's dramatic tone. In her opinion, Oya had a big problem: too much drama.
"No, no, you still don't understand..." Oya seemed to be heartbroken as if she had been misunderstood.
She sighed softly, as if holding a sweet candy in her mouth: "You are very special, Dill, Dill, please allow me to call you that. This is really a wonderful name."
"My lady took this, and she saved my life."
Amber bought her for two dozen dills. You bastard who can only afford an empty wine barrel has no right to be called this name. Dill was relieved to find that she had regained her sense of humor.
"I have heard about your experience, and I am very sorry, but just like every fallen leaf has its origin, your arrival is of great significance. Everyone knows that the foreign land to the east has the oldest people and the oldest beliefs, but everyone When we tried to dock, the ancient barrier made us like flowers and plants that had lost their roots. Even the sea witches could not get in; they said that even a piece of rock there was engraved with the most obscure runes. As for Not to mention those iron ships that spew bad luck from the church. After they failed to steal magic, they started some despicable imitations."
"The point is, for thousands of years, no one knew what was there. It's a pity that the merchants from the east coast had no faith and only recognized the faces on the gold coins. We can only get the silk and porcelain they brought, Peep the ingenious magic inside, and that's until you showed up, Dill."
She seemed to be talking to herself, and seemed to be pouring out her memories:
"Sea salt, sour orange and green plum, and finally a drop of fragrant blood. I have tasted your birthday wine, like a rolling river flowing on the loess, an extremely ancient and noble bloodline. Dill. You should not be buried in In the forest, the bloodline you inherited is mysterious and powerful, with magic power rooted in the earth. No, you were simply born from the earth and integrated with it!"
"Daughter of the Earth." Oya commented in a surprised tone, as if she had already seen the mysterious veil of the East Coast from Dill.
Dill has nothing to say, but it's a pity that there seems to be no goddess in charge of music and drama in this world.
What Oya said was like witnessing a bottle of water turning into wine. People here always have too many interpretations of blood. Veranika and others believe that their black hair and eyes are an ominous symbol like a black wolf, and If she was really that magical, how could she be so easily abducted by this old witch?
Vaguely, she heard Oya's approaching breathing, like a snake letter sliding across her earlobe, gentle and hidden with intrigue.
"I have seen your eyes looking at the sea witch, and I also know your desire. I have been fortunate enough to know several distinguished medicine men from far away from the east coast. The wisdom they possess is equally ancient and mysterious. Unfortunately, the courtesy and magic of the church None of the temptations could keep them. One of them once told me: Fallen leaves return to their roots. And you, dill, poor, rootless grass, you long to find home, find belonging, and find your roots. Then there are only three goddesses of nature. The holy land of Junli River can help you. We can become your true belonging."
Dill touched the goosebumps on her arms and suddenly changed her mind. Let her call her name.
"I can't wait to see the beautiful scenery of Junli River. I wonder if there are werewolves there? Finally, cut off the dried heads. That is what my lady and I need most right now."
Oya smiled.
"First of all, let me state that I respect Lord Amber very much, but her stubbornness is hopeless. The Moon Goddess is very powerful, but at the same time the most cruel. Among all the goddesses, this is the only one who would ask for such a bloody sacrifice. You should have heard that I've heard that the first werewolf was a messenger of the Moon God, but I don't know that the last werewolf head that was presented as tribute to the Temple of the Goddess was already ten years ago, right?"
"What do you want to say?" Dill couldn't believe it.
"The man-wolves have long been defeated or disappeared, and now only poetry and drama can give a glimpse of their existence. The great Lord Amber, the most ferocious golden lion of the Moon God, drove away the wolves in the forests and valleys; and The red knight of the church personally cut off the head of the Black Wolf King and put on a robe made of wolf skin. From then on, the wolves scattered in all directions."
Oya was obviously well prepared, and every word he said was paving the way for the prey. This good news was far more effective than the previous vague flattery. Dill's whole heart felt light, and she felt like she had drunk a whole bucket of honey. The wine, the overwhelming surprise was like a flood, almost breaking her defenses, but only just a little bit.
Her finger was pricked, and she woke up from the pain.
"I have also seen those victims bitten by werewolves. They are still restrained and the werewolves have not disappeared."
Dill pulled out the prickly sawdust stuck between her fingers. The fingers in her mouth immediately tasted the smell of blood:
"You have the same stubbornness as Amber. Yes, maybe they are just hiding. But compared to werewolves, mortals approaching the forest are more dangerous. In recent years, our compatriots have not died at the claws of werewolves in heroic battles, but Burning alive on the stake, the church is expanding their territory, and we should no longer focus our energy on illusory and wrong goals."
"I know your magic and everything about you. If you really swear allegiance to the moon god, why let a dog go? Miller Valley is a lovely place, but the moon ladies there are not. You know Miller Did half the witches in the valley originally want to use you as a sacrifice for the escape, tie you into a sack and throw you into the river? We sent Perun first to rescue you. Fortunately, Amber saved you first. I am very grateful to her for this. Your life is far more precious than you think."
Oya has done her homework, or as she said, the entire Junli River is looking forward to Dill's arrival.
"There is no need to be worried anymore, and there is no need to run around day and night under the supervision of the moon. Lord Amber cannot protect you forever, but the goddesses I believe in are as loving as mothers. The endless plains are not imprisoned by mountains, and the abundant streams flow forever. With sweet milk and honey. Dill, all of us will open our arms to you, become your backing, and your belonging!"