◎Wolves under the full moon. ◎
Before Dill had time to ask further questions, the saintly children had already begun to sing the evening encore with boring hymns, symbolizing that the welcome banquet was coming to a hasty end. Christina accompanied Dill back to her temporary residence in the Maiden House.
They walked up the spiral staircases one after another. The large silvery moonlight bathed from the iron windows of the dome, making the quartz floor white and shiny. The two of them seemed to be stepping on a ladder built by light and melody. The moon witches She was only a few steps away from the Moon Goddess whom she longed for.
"It's almost a full moon."
Christina murmured to herself, Dill raised her head with some awareness, and saw a huge moon outside the window staring at her coldly like a giant's eyes, which reminded her of Mucha, his eyes, his identity, and his words.
Leave Green Emerald City before the full moon.
The words that seemed to have no beginning or end took on another meaning when spoken by the werewolf himself. Werewolves can transform at any time, and the only one who needs the power of the full moon is... a human wolf.
A wolf has sneaked into the Green Emerald City.
Dill wanted to be surprised but couldn't. On the contrary, she felt at ease for so long, and finally it came. She was Mu Tianli in the wolf world, and she could bump into wolves wherever she went.
"How many days are left until the full moon?"
"Well... about two days or so."
The Moon Witch is very sensitive to the waxing and waning of the moon, and it is not a true full moon night yet. The silver wheel in the sky lacks a trace of lustrous light, just like a beautiful jade with imperfections, but the Moon Witch is keen to spot the difference.
Two days left... Dill's heart sank when she thought of Mucha's words. But just like in Jonestown, she must not leave anyone behind, and she must figure out the disaster that is about to befall the Emerald City.
They returned to the guest's room. With the help of Christina, Dill took off her makeup and took off her dress. It was not until she put on a soft silk robe that the girl could truly breathe a sigh of relief.
When she thought that the whole trip was just for dinner, Dill touched her tipsy face. She already missed the Cole family. Poor Lily, I believe she is fine, and I hope that noble relative will not torment the naughty and playful child like this.
Christina also took off her headscarf, letting her thick long hair spread like a waterfall. She released the parrot in her sleeve. The colorful parrot had fluttering wings and looked graceful. As soon as it came out, it began to sing "Three Sisters Bride" upside down, which was simply unbearable.
I heard from the host that this bad boy secretly tasted the wine at the banquet. He was imitating the bad guys and memorized the musicians' lyrics to the same degree.
Christina's curses and the parrot's singing were intertwined, and they sounded quite harmonious. Dill couldn't help laughing, and her tense mood relaxed slightly.
Two months later, the witch pulled up the curtains on the balcony, letting the clear moonlight pour into the room. Christina mysteriously took out a large piece of woolen woven rug from Bavletin and spread it on the ground; the blue sea, pomegranate flowers, vines The yellow leaves of even the expensive purple snails are used to dye lush grapes. The intricate workmanship embroiders the beautiful scenery of the South Bank, which was a parting gift from Christina's lady. It is said that it is a meditation rug woven and dyed by the local witch using seven kinds of spiritual animals and plants.
The light of the moon coats it with a lifelike magic, and the flowers and animals on it seem to be given life. Two girls in white dresses and bare feet step into the small world in the embroidered carpet; Dill seems to smell cinnamon, cardamom, and moss. , flowers, and even the fishy saltiness of sea water lapping on the rocks, all kinds of endless smells lingering around, all the messy thoughts and accumulated wine are as small as grains of sand in an instant, and are scattered with a blow.
In a secluded and bright place far away from the noisy dance halls and white churches, two-month-old witches sit and lie on carpets woven from witchcraft and herbs. They pull up their long hair so that every inch of their bodies can be exposed to the moonlight. , the lazy posture is like a satiated cat, the foul smell of mortal wine and food gradually recedes, the girl's skin begins to be filled with pearl-like light, and even her eyes are as bright as twinkling stars.
Christina couldn't help but raise her hand towards the dome, letting the silver light fill the gaps between her fingers. The Moon Witch's mind was pulled by the moon like the rising and falling tide.
Dill also decided to absorb the inspiration. Maybe she could temporarily master some magic, preferably mind reading, so that she could find the werewolf.
Christina took out a silver flute, which was her magic weapon. She put the flute against her mouth and played the song "Mermaid in the Moonlight" under the moonlight. In a rare moment of elegance, Oslo sang softly to her rhythm. . The parrot who didn't swear had a voice that was far more beautiful and delicate than the musician, and Dill was fascinated by it.
She took a basin and filled it with her own silver cup. The full moon flowed like chalcedony, and soon it overflowed the entire basin, as if the whole moon had been caught in it. The big white goose couldn't wait to go in and clean it. , the white feathers fluttered and sparkled, and Christina's notes were messed up, expressing condemnation and envy for Dill's behavior of bathing pets with gold and silver.
[Oh my God! Come to life! ]
Feeling the call of the moon, the moon elf was like a person who was short of oxygen and suddenly breathed. It came out of thin air. This time, it really shocked Christina.
"Did the Moon Goddess perform a miracle?" Christina was shocked and frightened: "Dill, did your extravagant behavior bring about divine punishment?"
Dill was relaxing on the carpet and basking in the moonlight. Hearing her misunderstanding, she couldn't help but smile and explain: "What a miracle, it's a big moth..."
Feeling the murderous intent of the moon elf, her last hint of drunkenness disappeared instantly, and she immediately changed her words: "It's a beautiful fairy moth! It is the most perfect creation of the moon goddess!"
Laurel was satisfied, but Christina looked at her with worry: "Dill, you're still drunk, where did the moth come from? Don't scare me."
"Didn't you see..."
"I mean this halo, what kind of moth are you talking about?"
Dill saw that Christina was clearly pointing at Laurel, but what she said was something else, and she suddenly realized something.
"Cristina, can you see clearly what this is?" She coaxed Yuegui into unwillingly to fall into her hands.
"A ball of light." Christina said firmly.
"Not a moth?"
"I'm the most disgusting moth. If I were, I would have rolled it up in a blanket and thrown it into the moat downstairs."
Dill didn't have time to cover Christina's mouth, so she could only hold her palm down before Guigui ran away, but she still couldn't block out Guigui's curses.
She desperately hinted: "That's a moon elf. Have you never seen an elf before?"
Christina suddenly realized: "Oh, it's like those fireflies that like to swarm in forests and lakes. I have never seen such a bright light. So this is the moon elf? It is indeed the elf of light."
Dill wanted to confirm. She glanced at the palm of her hand. Laurel was combing the tail wings that were as long as ribbons on both sides. Compared with its previous words and deeds, it was so calm. Dill somehow thought of the butcher before killing the pig. Sharpening action.
[She is finished, I will beat her to death. ] Elves are best at playing pranks.
Christina finally reacted belatedly: "Wait, Dill, the elf you see is different from me, right?"
Dill gave her a "take care of yourself" expression in return, and Christina's face almost turned as white as the moonlight.
[Not just any witch has divinity! Not just any human can talk to elves. ]Yuegui said angrily.
In the end, Christina tried her best and played several songs praising the elves on the silver flute. In addition, Dill took out a whole bottle of full moon condensed nectar. Only then did Laurel turn from anger to joy and stop fighting with these two idiots. The little witch cares about the egg, flaps its wings to drink its nectar, and admires its moon.
"Dill, I almost got killed by you. I have never seen elves, and I have heard bedside stories from ladies. Elves hold grudges the most. Many humans are driven crazy by them. The number of poems praising elves is far less than the number of poems that curse them. Theirs." Christina lowered her voice.
I didn't know you hated moths so much. Dill was speechless.
"But can you see the elves?"
Dill had no intention of explaining those trivial matters, so she simply continued: "Christina, I also learned a kind of magic that can sense the existence of human wolves."
"Can you still sense wolves?" Christina immediately forgot about the elves.
Out of selfish motives, Dill did not confess to Mucha. She could only pray that the human wolf had nothing to do with Mucha, just like the loyalty and justice he always put on his lips, just like the fangs he showed that were not stained with the blood of innocent people.
Here comes the Moon Goddess, what she believes in is not some innocent werewolf, but the boy named Mucha, the Silver Knight who is full of secrets.
Christina knew how to draw inferences from one instance. She narrowed her dark eyes and said, "You mean there is a wolf in the Green Emerald City."
Dill didn't have as much time in the Green Emerald City as Cristina. She looked at the other person's thinking face and felt an indescribable lightness in her heart.
Still different from Jonestown, she has teammates and will never let innocent people sacrifice again.
"This time we are celebrating Miss Rosalie's coming-of-age ceremony. Your Excellency invites the nobles from the entire Green Valley River and even the lower reaches of the Junli River to come and watch the ceremony. Including the women and attendants, there are hundreds if not thousands. I can only access one of them. For those of you who deserve it, this is looking for a needle in a haystack."
Christina calmly analyzed: "Human wolves are not like werewolves. They are not as strong as werewolves, but they are harder to catch than werewolves. Only when they are closer to the full moon night can they be searched by wolfhounds. Before that, unless his wolf master Be willing to give him more power, otherwise we won't be able to find any traces at all."
Dill naturally knows the troubles of human wolves. They were all humans once, but they were cursed to have wolf bodies, which is equivalent to being forcibly bound to a wolf body formed by magic. Their essence is still human, and their descendants from humans are still humans. Only when the light of the full moon reveals the flaws of all evil spirits, Only then will they reveal the true form of the curse.
But really, can we just wait until the full moon night?
"If it were just a human wolf..."
"No." A flash of clarity flashed through the girl's mind
Dill kept thinking about Mucha's words: escape from Green Emerald City before the full moon.
A werewolf wouldn't make a young werewolf so nervous, but if it were...
"Not just one."
The girl gasped, and the moonlight showed that her face was as pale as a bone.
"It's the wolves of the full moon."