◎I feel the ancient power of the goddess of nature. ◎
Only the sound of silent breathing was left in the small space.
Mucha still tried to struggle: "Ah, why else would you want to defeat the werewolf so much?"
Dill said nothing, just stared at the boy's face until his cheeks turned red and he had to lower his head and admit defeat.
Mucha looked a little annoyed. He had revealed too much and said everything that should and should not be said. However, he also swore never to lie to the girl. This made him deeply feel the meaning of every word he said. weight.
Dill didn't miss this opportunity and raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is this one of your little secrets?"
This time Mu Xia learned his lesson. In front of this clever moon witch, the werewolf had better keep its tail. He didn't rush to defend, and raised his head again. The young man's face was calm, and his eyes were cold green.
"You are so smart, miss. I would like to chat with you for a few more words, but please allow me to prepare the defense of Green Emerald City."
He nodded politely and placed the linen robe neatly on the bench. Dill didn't want to pay attention to him. She watched the young man's actions with cold eyes, and the atmosphere between them returned to the alienation and indifference of the trial hall.
It was very dark inside the stone wall. Even the thin sunlight falling from the window was always given to the knight in silver armor. The light reflected on it condensed into ice-like crystals. It was really difficult for Dill to ignore this big shining light bulb. .
Like a fish swimming in magma, this wolf moves freely under the silver armor.
Dill could see that underneath the armor was a tight-fitting black leather suit, and the joint curves that were inadvertently exposed were smooth and beautiful. Every move seemed to be accumulating strength. The knight and the silver armor were integrated, and the whole person flashed with a sharp beauty. When the boy stood up, his figure could almost touch the ceiling.
Is it because of the full moon? Dill's intuition was at work again, and she felt that the boy was stronger and more dangerous than ever before. Wolves were once familiars of the moon god, maybe they could also absorb magic from the moon? His opponent is also a wolf, so it doesn't matter...
"Don't worry, I'll make sure not even a fly comes in here."
Before closing the cell door, the knight did not forget to say something. Dill couldn't help it, grabbed the linen robe and threw it over, but it just fluttered on the door.
Not even a fly could fly in, and vice versa, Mucha made up his mind not to let her out.
"damn it."
With no cabinets, no familiars, and no elves, Dill felt like an ordinary girl. But what's even more cruel is that even with her magic, she is not sure that she can rescue Mrs. Leicester from being surrounded by hundreds of wolves.
Dill sat alone on the bench. She touched the thick wall. According to her luck, it was basically impossible for Christina to be her roommate next door.
The girl refused to admit defeat. She moved the stool to the small window, stepped on it with her feet, and relied on the uneven friction of the rock wall to squeeze her chin in front of the window. Dill could almost imagine what she looked like now, with half of her head stuck. At the window, there was only one butt left hanging on the rock wall, just like those goblins who like to run into the witch's house to steal food. If Mucha looked back, she would definitely beat him with a chain until he lost his memory.
While thinking about it, at the highest point of the church tower, Dill was not surprised. The midday sun was as hot as a kiss. After the chickens and dogs jumped over in the morning, the earth was already golden, and even the white clouds were soft and delicious.
Dill raised her eyes and watched as the breeze stirred up waves of bright and fertile wheat. The herdsmen hurriedly drove the sheep into the shade of the big tree. In the distance, a silver snake turned over its shiny belly. It must be this piece of land. The main artery of the earth is the Green Valley River.
The sun is shining all over the earth, and the aroma of ripe wheat and spices can be smelled in the air, which is the smell of fertility.
It's almost autumn. Dill couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Before she left Miller Valley, they held up the newly brewed barrel of Summer Dream and sang happily under the new moon, and finally fell asleep in the green and sweet aroma of grapes.
If there were no accidents, she should have attended an autumn wedding, celebrating with mead and bacon, and sending her most sincere blessings to the bride. But now, after a full moon night, everything will be changed beyond recognition, and every inch of the land will be dyed red with blood. , including everything she could see at the moment.
Not for Lester, not for the goddess, she just couldn't watch the werewolves trample on this land, and the humans who were supposed to protect the land turned into beasts, biting each other's flesh and blood.
Fresh air poured into her nostrils, and all her thoughts became clear again. Dill calmed down and pulled her head out of the window. The force of the retreat almost prevented her from falling off the stool.
When the time was right, a clear bell rang. When Dill heard the movement outside, she immediately pushed the stool back to its original position. After thinking about it, she changed into that annoying linen robe. As for the iron chain, she didn't care. May bring.
When the old nun appeared at the door, what she saw was the girl sitting on the stool with a pious face, flipping through the "Divine Law" in her hands. Sunlight dust fell from the window sill, and a little bit of crystal glittered in the dark hair. This girl from the East Coast had a unique and well-behaved temperament, just like those exquisite idle porcelain, and even her breathing seemed gentle and demure.
Much better than the previous few crazy girls who cried and screamed.
"If you are innocent, God will prove your innocence." The old nun's expression softened and she handed over the plate.
To Dill's dismay, the food was delivered through the puppy hole under the door, which meant that no one would be able to open the door with a key until the full moon was over.
In fact, what was delivered was not bad. On the lacquered silver plate, there was a large bowl of onion soup stuffed with meatballs and toasted soft white bread, paired with a small bottle of pre-dinner wine made from wild grapes. For some reason there is also a big shiny red apple.
The shadow of the morning was still there, and Dill had no appetite. In fact, she looked at the whole plate of food and felt no hunger at all.
Wait, when did she last eat?
Dill thought of the dinner last night. She only had some snacks and wine, and then before entering the Green Emerald City...
She never seems to feel hungry?
The girl was thinking wildly. She picked up the spoon and knocked it on the ground. It was basically impossible to use this tool to dig a road.
Dill dropped the spoon and went back to sit on the stool.
The only way is to hope that Mucha will kill the werewolf. Maybe the werewolf will recover before killing Lord Lester, and then...then there will be a new fight.
Mucha never lied to himself. Dill hated this. He was right. This is war. Either you die or I live. No one is innocent.
"damn it."
The sun had not yet set outside, but the girl began to feel cold. She picked up the wool blanket and curled up in the corner, like a cocoon wrapped in layers, escaping from the outside world...
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"damn it!"
She hid in her own world and did not dare to speak out.
Those people were looking for her. She held the fur ball in her arms tightly. The puppy struggled uncomfortably. It felt the stranger approaching and subconsciously wanted to bark.
"Dill, hand over that wolf!" Veranica screamed angrily.
It's not a wolf! How many times would she say it!
Dill hid in the dense tree umbrella, wishing she could turn into a cocoon attached to the tree trunk. She vaguely saw Veranika's conspicuous red hair through the gaps in the dark green.
"I'm helping you! You know how much trouble you've caused!"
Veranika walked in front with her little red-haired sisters, like a fox searching every inch of the ground with its nose.
"Even if it really has nothing to do with wolves, a disabled dog won't live long. You can let it make its last contribution."
The girl's sarcastic voice angered the puppy, and Dill had to put her thumb into the puppy's mouth and let it bite. Fortunately, she had developed feelings after raising her for so long, but the puppy only bit lightly in protest.
"The village is in chaos now. A small sacrifice can definitely appease the goddess. I have practiced with many small animals many times. Dill, please give me that damn dog!"
Veranika was always like this. She learned advanced knowledge from her witch mother and couldn't wait to show it in front of her friends. But Dill remembered that a small sacrifice only needed a bowl of clear water, white reed bundles, and moongrass. It doesn't take a single life.
"Your persistence is completely meaningless!"
certainly not! Dill had never been so angry.
If the goddesses can accept a bowl of water or a dog, why do they have to kill the dog?
They are humans first, then witches!
Dill could hardly resist the urge to speak, but suddenly her body became unstable. She fell from the tree, and countless fallen leaves spun and collapsed. The dream was shattered in an instant.
She wanted to catch the puppy in a trance, but she caught a glowing thing.
[Dill! ]
Dill opened her eyes suddenly. The moon elf flashed the soft ribbons on its wings and looked at her with concern.
"Layer..." Dill breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm so glad to see you."
The laurels flew happily around her.
This means it's night and she's been asleep for half the day.
[Your magic power is very unstable. Are you okay? ]
Dill looked out the window. The full moon was like a silver coin thrown high. There was still only one last bit of light left. Tomorrow night would be the night of the full moon.
Yes, just like she refused to drown a puppy. Since she is a human, she should fight like a human, and even if she dies, she should still be a human...
"Yuegui, the situation is not good."
Laurel and Dill have a spiritual connection. It quickly absorbs Dill's memory and understands the disaster that is coming tomorrow night.
[Werewolves cannot be trusted. He might howl happily while talking to the other person! ]Compared to the wolf and a group of humans whose lives depended on each other, Yuegui had a bigger opinion against Mucha.
Dill was not in the mood to continue talking, so she just got to the point as quickly as possible: "Yuegui, is there any way you can escape from here?"
Laurel flapped its wings and flew around the girl's head, seeming to be sizing up Dill and this place.
Just when Dill was about to despair, the moon elf said: [You said this is the temple of the Supreme God? ]
"What's wrong?"
Moon Elf and Xu Di folded their wings and landed steadily on the floor:
[Just under this building, I feel the ancient power of the goddess of nature. ]