The Song of Gendaya

Lying up at the gray sky, Leliana felt an indescribable disgust.

She once vowed never to return to this city shrouded in evil. But in the end she broke her promise. As long as she thought that it was all for Linde, she was still willing to take any risks, even if she gave her life.

Walking on the desolate dirt road of Barren, she deliberately wrapped herself under the large black cloak with the coat of arms of Faratis on her left breast, and pulled the hood very low, almost Covered the nose. This kind of dressing is commonplace in Karamus. It seems that cultists hate the light in the day or deliberately mystifying to show mysterious. And the eye-catching coat of arms on the left chest happened to be her unimpeded pass on the periphery of the city.

She stopped suddenly and scanned the familiar environment before her eyes. Compared with her childhood memories, there was still no change. It seems that she has never returned since entering the gloomy and heavy castle of Karamus City.

The empty square in front of you was cold and bleak, and several dead bodies on the execution rack in the distance swayed slightly in midair, and the bleak wind made the sound of "wu wu" and rolled the yellow sand in this coldness. There was a whirl over the square.

The all around of the square is surrounded by densely packed low-rise stone houses and simple shacks made of rotten wood. On the loess road in front of the house, people of all kinds were sitting idle, all confused eyes looking straight at her, whether it was a man or a woman, an old man or a child.

"Evil God bless you, my honorable messenger..." A thin and rickety old woman staggered to Lei Lianna's face with a broken wooden stick, the broken bowl in her hand Slightly shaking in the wind.

Lelianna didn't say a word, she knew that the old woman's yellow to almost transparent eyes were looking at her through the gap under the hood.

She was prepared for this. She turned her head to one side, and took out a piece of dry brown bread from the carrying bag under the cloak and put it into the old woman's broken bowl.

The old woman kept mumbling to her again, but Leliana didn't pay attention to it at all. She hurriedly left the old woman and walked towards an unremarkable narrow alley.

And when she was not far away, several boys and children had already snatched the piece of brown bread from the old woman's bowl, and she heard the old woman cursing. The sound rang.

Powerhouse survival has always been the law of survival here, which has nothing to do with Leliana.

The girl continued to walk along the alleys exuding the smell of decay. She stepped on a simple wooden bridge and crossed a deep and smelly trench, in a taller than other stone houses. Turn around the simple brick house and continue walking along the ascending ramp.

For this, she couldn't be more familiar with it. She vaguely remembered the bits and pieces she spent in this dilapidated neighborhood in her childhood. She seemed to have an impression of every house in front of her, but it was not so clear.

A scrawny old man on the side of the road is looking at her with his mouth open. The old man is already very old, his teeth are almost lost, and his whole body exudes a breath of dirt.

While a few and a half-year-old children are happily running past her, the decadence and ruin in the city seem to them to be logical, and it does not seem to have any effect on their mood. .

The memories of childhood suddenly rushed to Lelianna's heart. She seemed to see herself in those children. Didn't she spend it like this? Maybe that kind of happiness survives in the painful crevice, and it will eventually disappear in despair.

The thoughts were still diverging, she walked along the traces of the memory, and finally she stopped in front of the ruins of a mud house that had already collapsed.

Looking at it for a long time in a daze, letting the gale blow her generous cloak. The parents in her memory did not bring a trace of happiness to her childhood, but as time passed, she felt an indescribable loss and loneliness.

"Evil God bless you, noble envoy..." A slightly hoarse old voice reached Leliana's ears at this moment.

She was taken aback for a moment, the familiar feeling did not make her feel warm but rather cold.

She turned her head to look, and the man she used to call father was silently appearing in front of her.

He is not as tall and majestic as Lelianna remembered, but rather short and insignificant.

He is really old, his waist is slightly twisted, his thick and jet-black hair is now sparse and white, and the knife of years has left a deep streak on his flattering face Mark of. Only his eyes remained the same, and his cunning carried the wickedness of a trader.

But he didn't seem to recognize Leliana, perhaps in his impression she had always been that thin and ugly girl.

"What's the matter..." Leliana pretended not to know him.

"Nothing...hehe...I just saw you standing in front of these unoccupied mud houses for a long time...so I think you might need some help..." The man still looked flattering He said, and at the same time he stretched out his hand.

This face made Lei Lianna feel disgusted in her heart. She frowned reluctantly took out a piece of brown bread from the carrying bag and handed it to him.

"Thank you, I wish you all the best." The man bowed vigorously and bowed, he turned and left.

"Hey! I have something to ask you." Leliana suddenly stopped him coldly.

The man's rickety back suddenly trembled, and he turned his head and squinted and looked at Leliana curiously.

The girl turned her head to one side, trying to make the other person blind to her face under her hood.

"What is the order of the divine envoy..." the man asked humbly with his hands folded.

"I want to ask you, do you know the family who lived here before?" Leliana said lightly.

"Oh, they... They were originally my neighbors, but they moved out many years ago... I don’t know where they moved. You can go to other neighborhoods to find out. Now."

Lie! Leliana hated this lie, and she stepped on the man coldly.

The man no longer looked at him but turned around and left in a hurry.

"wait a minute" Leliana yelled.

An invisible resistance suddenly appeared in front of the man, making him unable to move forward and could only step on the spot.

The man turned his head, the face of the flattery was now full of fear.

"Envoy! I didn't do anything wrong, you let me go!" The man begged.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you, I just wanted to ask you about the situation of their family... Is their family okay?" Leliana said lightly.

"You...you are...who are you?" The man asked with a look of confusion. Even now, he never thought that the person in front of him was their daughter.

"Do you remember Dani?" the girl asked coldly.