HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 84 Story
The moat...the red...the moat...

A bright red, still river surrounds the castle grounds including the gardens, its surface calmly reflecting the moonlight in the sky.

The dazzling bright red should give people a cold and uncomfortable feeling, but at this moment, on this barren land, there is an unspeakable beauty.

"It was originally a crystal-clear river. After circling around the castle, the living water will rush to other places, bringing new vitality."

"She is the mother of all people in this land, and we call her Liv."

"And now, it's the tomb of all of us. Do you know why it has this color?" Diana recalled with sad eyes, with a faint, seemingly absent smile on her lips.

"The flesh and blood bred from it finally returned to its embrace, just like those fairy tales." Diana continued without waiting for Itana's answer.

"Even the ending is 'everyone lives happily together'."

Diana stared at the river under the moonlight for a long time before retracting her gaze regretfully.

"Danlin has always wanted to know why there is no daylight here, but the reason is actually very simple." Diana put a hand on Itana's shoulder, "Now, look at Liv again."

Itana closed her eyes and looked at the river again.

Illusory, unreal palms stretched out from the river, big and small, but all stretched out to the sky without exception.

They grow out of every drop of water in the river, rise from all directions, layer upon layer, without leaving a single gap towards the sky, extending to the sky that is so far away that it is almost infinite.

Therefore, in Itana's eyes, everything in this moat is completely surrounded by the "high wall" made up of arms.

"The sky here, including that moon, is false."

Diana's words rang in Itana's ears.

Itana looked at the starless night sky in the sky. The huge silver moon hanging high did violate the laws of nature. It was a size that the outside world could not see.

Even though Itana had a broad mind, she didn't immediately realize that it was false.

"What kind of place was this place before?" Looking at Diana next to her, looking at her peaceful and melancholy eyes, Itana couldn't help being curious about her past.

There seems to be an irresistible aura about this girl, always attracting others to approach her all the time, making people want to know her better.

Especially the kind of people who are already very curious.

Diana supported the edge of the watchtower with her arms, jumped up lightly, and sat obliquely on it.

Her long light brown hair fell with her movements, and Itana noticed that the middle part of the long hair was tied with dead branches, shaking slightly in the air.

Her back was facing the river outside, and her bright red eyes were deep and peaceful in the shadow of the backlight.

"This was once a fertile land. There were bright sun and clear sky, green forests and land, clear and beautiful rivers, and many people living here."

Diana looked at Itana quietly and said.

Itana looked past her, looked around from the watchtower, and took in the withered earth.

"What happened here, how did it become what it is now?"

"What happened..." Diana lowered her eyes, "It's just a self-inflicted war. This is just a gift left over from the war, and the target is everyone."

"Ah, don't talk about these unpleasant past events, Itana, come, let me show you the fairy tales I have written over the years."

Diana jumped down like a gust of wind and landed next to Itana.

"My treasure is hidden in this tower, Itana, do you want to find it?" Diana said softly, with a little smile.

"No, I'm not a warrior who explores the dragon's treasure, and you're not a dragon, that's too rude."

"Dan Lin is much worse than you in this regard. When he first came here, he turned the place into a mess, and it took me a long time to clean it up."

Diana took Itana down the lookout and re-entered the tower along the spiral staircase.

"What did you pack? My uncle?" Itana continued after her.

"Huh? Hahaha, it's a pity that I didn't think of this brilliant idea at the time." Diana raised her hand to cover her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Then now that you have thought of it, you can try it when he comes next time." Itana said without any psychological burden.

"Hahaha, are you really his niece? How do you feel that he has a grudge against you?"

Diana was amused again, and it took a while to let out a breath, and said calmly, "This is it."

The two entered a room of about eight square meters, where there was a single bed and a desk, and a paper tube containing different parchment rolls was placed beside the desk.

Diana pulled out the chair and signaled Itana to sit down, while she sat on the single bed. At the same time, she waved her hand lightly, and a roll of parchment in the paper tube flew to her hand.

She opened the scroll of parchment and let it float in front of Itana.

"This is a fairy tale I compiled based on those stories and my past experiences. You can see how it compares with the one in that book."

Diana said sincerely: "If these stories are possible, I want you to take them out and make them into a fairy tale book."

Itana nodded, quickly reading the words on the parchment.

5 minutes later……

"Uh, it's pretty good." Itana looked back dryly from the parchment, "But I think, to be attractive, some changes in narrative techniques are needed."

Diana tilted her head, "Is it because I didn't write well enough?"

"No," Itana pressed her temple, "Well, I have a book here, you can refer to it."

As she spoke, she began to flip through her schoolbag.

She put most of the books in the grocery store before she came out this time, but she also set aside a book or two as boredom reading.

Among them is a novel.

The Adventures of Annabelle

Itana pulled the wizarding novel out of the corner.

She glanced at it twice on the way here, but she threw it aside because it was too clichéd and boring. Now that she thinks about it, she is a little glad that she has no habit of throwing books away, even if she doesn't like books. If you can't find it when you need it, you will be dumbfounded.

Diana’s story cannot be said to be boring. On the contrary, some unique experiences in her experience are very novel to Itana. What she lacks is narrative skills.

Apart from the clichéd plot, this clichéd love novel actually doesn't have many shortcomings, and the rhythm control can be regarded as excellent, otherwise it wouldn't be a bestseller in the bookstore and Etana bought it back.

"If you are writing a story, you should read more storybooks. Fairy tales are not very suitable for your story."

"Trust me, it's more engaging as a novel."

(End of this chapter)