I, Jianhao, infinite flow

"Why did you save me, you monsters who worship monsters, why don't you let me die, you all deserve to die, I said a lot like that at the time, and even hurt some villagers who persuaded me."

Listening to Cam's words, Ais faintly resonated, because she really had a similar thought when she saw the scales just now.

But old Cam's words stopped here, and Aisi, who was eager to know the follow-up, couldn't help asking:

"and after?"

"Later? Hehe, I was redeemed." Old Cam showed a serene smile on his face.

"No one blamed me, no one abandoned me, we held my hand and gave me the last bit of tenderness in despair."

At this time, Old Cam narrowed his cloudy eyes and looked at Aisi.

"Revenge cannot fill the 'wound'. Only a 'human' can heal the emptiness and extinguish the flame of pain."

"I pray that someone will heal you like I was healed."

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1202 Nightmare

night.

The preparations for the festival of the village were completed and the opening went smoothly.

Surrounding the blazing bonfire in the center of the square, countless dishes were placed all around, and the villagers toasted to celebrate.

Hestia, who had almost recovered, also brought Bell to the ceremony, and of course, Yuntian and Aisi were also there.

Originally, Yun Tian was worried that Ai Si would react too aggressively, but who knew that the girl was calmer than he imagined.

Old Cam's words may have played a role.

"My Lady Goddess!"

"It's Lord God!"

"Miss Goddess, have you recovered yet?"

As a goddess, Hestia is obviously more popular, and many people surround her, especially children, who are full of curiosity about the gods and adults they have never seen before.

Just then, the singing sounded.

Around the bonfire, couples of men and women dance lightly.

"Is this a dance used by village sacrifices? Why does it look like there are many young children?"

"Ah, this is also a custom. At festivals, if a man invites a woman to dance, it means confession. If the woman accepts, the two will become a couple..."

Yun Tian, ​​who was at the side, listened to the conversation between Hestia and the villagers, and saw that she was invited by the villagers to dance and hinted at Bell, and turned to look at Ais beside her.

The girl was staring at the men and women dancing beside the bonfire, a little dazed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Would you like to dance with me, Ai Si?" Yun Tian smiled and stretched out a hand.

His voice awakened Ais who was distracted. The girl looked at the hand that was reaching out, tilted her head, and then slowly reached out to put her hand on it.

"...I am glad to."

After receiving Ai Si's response, Yun Tian took her hand and walked towards the bonfire.

Yuntian can only dance in a simple way, and Ai Si is not much better, the two of them simply move with the music, but it is obvious that Ai Si's expression has eased a lot.

"It's almost time to leave tomorrow."

"Ok?"

The two clasped their hands, looked straight into each other's eyes, and at the same time Yun Tian said:

"You seem to have calmed down, but you still mind those black dragon scales, right?"

Her thoughts were seen through, and Ai Si slightly looked away, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Goddess Hestia has also recovered. Before you continue to think about it, let's go back to Orari as soon as possible."

"Hmm..." The girl didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Yun Tian didn't say anything, and finished the dance with Ai Si.

. . . . . .

The back view of the father swinging the sword.

Golden eyes were looking at him.

Under the warm sunshine, the girl and her mother were sitting in the shade of a tree, watching their father swinging the sword together.

The father seemed a little uncomfortable, and felt shy when someone watched him exercise, but under the smile of his mother, he still surrendered.

The father, who gradually went from embarrassment to being addicted to exercise, smiled and looked at his mother, and the girl also smiled and enjoyed this happy time.

I can't remember the trajectory of the sword swing, and the only thing left is the simple evaluation of 'beautiful sword skills'.

Like a baton, the sharp blades swung vertically and horizontally, and the silver arcs flickered in the air, and the music played by the blades seemed to sound in my ears.

The girl knew that her father's sword would cause casualties, and she was also afraid of the sword light that ruthlessly cut through the blood mist.

But she knew that this was the sword to save everyone, the sword to protect her mother and herself.

After knowing this, the girl fell in love with her father's sword swing, and at the same time, her father became her pride and aspiration.

That is the 'hero' in a girl's dream, the swordsman her mother loves deeply.

The father, who finished his exercise, came under the shade of the tree. The girl greeted him with a smile, and he smiled back.

"Ace."

The father called out the girl's name, and handed her the long sword in the scabbard.

The girl hesitated for a moment, and then embraced it with both hands in a serious manner. Feeling the heavy weight, the girl felt very relieved.

"Ace."

The mother on the other side also called the girl just like her father did.

Following the mother's voice, the gentle wind enveloped her, and the slight warm wind blew across her cheeks, making the girl smile.

"We'll be together forever."

In the warm words of her father and mother, the girl felt extremely happy.

He held the sword in his hand tightly, and then. . .

She 'woke up'.

A huge claw tore apart everything, and the memories of the past came to an abrupt end.

The girl became alone, and the warmth around her was only left in residue, showing her what coldness is.

The pitch-black sky, the pitch-black earth, in this pitch-black space, the girl was still holding the sword.

However, the figures of the other two disappeared, and at the same time, the smile on the girl's face also disappeared.

Tears have been shed long ago, leaving only endless hatred.

This dark space seems to be the portrayal of the deepest part of the girl's heart.

"Monsters, kill them all!" the girl murmured.

The old scene is gone forever, and the disaster of devastation is still hard to forget.

"Monsters are enemies, are...enemies!"

The girl heard the sound of flames burning, and a pitch-black flame was burning fiercely in front of her.

Loneliness, loneliness, coldness, hatred, what the fire brings is not warmth, but "truth" to girls.

"I swear, monster, kill it all!"

Holding the sword wielded by her father, the girl murmured to herself:

"Because 'heroes,' will leave one day."

At this moment, dots of starlight cut through the darkness, bringing a ray of light to this pitch-black space.

Before the girl raised her head to look for the light, a voice came from her ear.

. . . . . .

"Ais, Ais?"

The girl opened her eyes, saw Yun Tian was looking at her, and was a little confused to ask.

However, in the next second, she realized why Yun Tian woke her up.

Both hands clasped each other tightly, and even the obvious depression could be seen with so much force.

Ai Si curled up in Yun Tian's embrace, with wet tears still on her face.

"Are you okay?" Yun Tian asked softly.

The girl didn't answer, but buried her head in his arms silently.

"Have a nightmare?"

Yun Tian's voice sounded again, and this time, Ai Si finally responded to him.

"...Mmm." The extremely small voice was faintly crying.

Seeing the performance of the girl in his arms, Yun Tian hugged her a little tighter, regretting bringing her to this village somewhat in his heart.

The current Ai Si, as if she had returned to her childhood, would definitely have nightmares every night, and would not be able to sleep peacefully without Yun Tian or Riveria's company.

However, it was also thanks to this trip, otherwise Yun Tian would not have realized that the hatred in Ai Si's heart, who seemed to be getting better, was so deeply rooted.

'I can't wait any longer, I have to find a chance to solve it. '