Evetrona's old stories

In this regard, the rulers of the year responded like this: "Sigourney and Tyrian are the mothers of Klikin, they created the current Klikin, and 'Qingshuibao' is our young sister, who is raised by the mother. She grows up until she can support herself - and the younger sister has her own pursuits and obviously doesn't need to be integrated into the brother's family."

The two sisters, Sigourney and Tyrian, are indeed competent mothers. They have raised two generations in Qingshui Castle—the fourth and fifth generations.Different from the "tenacity and wisdom" advocated by Aniye, Sigourney hopes that these new generation of witches will maintain a naive and kind character. She believes that there are always endless things to talk about in politics and ethics. The imperfect system makes people who think they are upright resentful, and makes people who are already chaotic even more blind. So in the end, when people reason, they will inevitably vent their emotions, and when they call, they will not imply incitement.If one really wants to dedicate one's life to a certain cause, then researching science is the best choice, but a person with a scientific mind and profound knowledge may also be driven by someone with ulterior motives and become the sharpest knife in the hands of others—Aniye believes that witches should have their own judgments, and they should learn ethics, psychology, and political knowledge earlier; but Sigourney has a different view. , They should learn to be considerate of others and how to live like the elves, and the more serious principles should not be forcefully instilled, they should be allowed to experience it by themselves. For this reason—as the head of the family, Sigourney guarantees—Shimizu Castle will be their strong shield, protecting them from the poison of the external environment during the long growth journey.

One fine morning, Ozzy Roach, the temporary delivery man here, had nothing to do, so he brought some paint and said that he would help paint the residence of the fifth generation.

"This is my masterpiece, it is not allowed to paint here." Lopel said, pointing to a graffiti on the wall of the corridor.

There were also a few witches who came to help. They wore headscarves, aprons, and roller brushes in their hands. Looking at the hedgehog pattern smeared with black charcoal in front of them, they wanted to laugh—a girl in a white dress painted a than What kind of catastrophic scene would have been in her own tall graffiti?

"Is this Barry you drew?" Eve asked.She was wearing overalls today, which she had borrowed from Erinde.

"It's Barry who has grown up." Loper replied, "Barry said that she will be very handsome when she grows up, so I decided to draw a picture of her." Looking at her expression, it is obvious that she is very satisfied with her work.

"Such a big hedgehog is really oppressive." A witch said.She took a scraper and tried to scrape off the old outer skin, but Lopel would not do it.

"You are not allowed to touch this!" She said and was about to pounce on the dirty graffiti, but was dragged back by the collar by the quick-sighted Erinde.

"Okay, little artist." The witch started, and she scraped off a large piece of wall covering, "When the wall is finished, you can just draw another picture, and then see if your level has improved."

Amid Loper's sharp cries, the layer of black graffiti was scraped off, and Sindra seemed to have heard some wind, and ran into the corridor from nowhere. The little dragon sat on the window sill and did not express any opinion on the matter.

The wall skin fell down, and Lopel looked angrily at the witch in front of him, and the rest of the children surrounded them.

Harsha cleared his throat and said, "The destruction of a civilization—"

Sister Alani added: "Drag the world into the eternal night of silence."

Kayepin said: "Before tomorrow comes, Canyue... sends down the brightness of mercy."

"You said a few words by yourself!" Carney was very dissatisfied with this.

This passage is from a classic play in which the seer speaks after the world is infested with the ether - at the end of the play, humans are under the spell of dragons and they can no longer see the light, Even under the scorching sun, they can't feel the slightest warmth, but the shining of the bright moon (that is, the golden moon) can still make them discern the change of time and season... Humans have hope because of this.

Loper watched helplessly as the pile of wall coverings was swept into the dustpan—her "civilization" was gone.

[184] Black Magic and White Magic (Part [-])

Eve didn't have much relationship with Tyrian. The death of Tyrian was regrettable, but it couldn't make her feel sad.

Erinde still looked energetic in front of people, and she didn't let go of her control over the half-grown children, but when she was alone with Eve, she often cried without warning—a certain scene, a certain sentence, or a certain period of time, as long as she thought of that Tyrian, the tears would not stop flowing.Erinde also dreamed of Tyrian when she dreamed at night. She called her name, sometimes sobbed, sometimes smiled, as if she had returned to her childhood.In the middle of the night, she asked Eve for a hug when she was half asleep, or she simply slept in her arms.

Tai Lian left at a very bad time - the current situation is that it is difficult for Eve to blend into the sad atmosphere of Clearwater Castle, which makes her a little embarrassed; but for Eileen, Eve appeared at the right time. It is hard to imagine how this girl would have survived such a difficult time without her company.

Therefore, Eve couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in her heart—she was touched by herself.To this day, the issue of gender has not troubled her too much. Her body is still very young and has not yet exuded a mature charm. Even people who know her age are still willing to treat her as a child, not an adult woman.Not only that, but she herself is also unwilling to take a step forward and accept the identity that she has to face sooner or later—she hesitates, always letting others make up her mind—she is unwilling to mature prematurely, perhaps because she has gone through that road before, or because she has noticed the difficulty of being a woman.

Erinde showed her weakest side in front of Eve, which is undoubtedly a kind of great trust in her, and Eve felt lucky because of this, lucky that she can become who she is today, and lucky that she met such a girl .

The westerly wind carried the chill from the Silver Sea, and pushed the damp and cold air inland. The weather gradually turned cooler, and the warm clouds were defeated by the autumn rains, and they withdrew to the south unwillingly.

Erinde is not willing to go out these few days, except for the necessary practice and meals, she just sits by the window of the bedroom, reading under the warm sun.

She read it all afternoon.The girl is immersed in the fictional story, and is so intoxicated that she forgets herself.The mainspring of the clock unwinds, allowing the outline of memory to slowly passivate in the flowing years, no matter good or bad.Sometimes, when she was tired of reading, she also wanted to hear real stories—so Eve told her about herself.She mentioned Minxi and Nanfen, the Knacca family, the steam train, Fort Benlong, and Forge Manning... When she talked about the fierce battle with Mulanne, she told her that she almost died at the hands of the other party—this happened more than half a year ago, and it was the first time she mentioned it to others until today.

"It's so dangerous!" The two sat on the edge of the bed, and Erinde held her hand, "Why didn't you run away at first... Aren't you afraid?"

"I didn't think too much about it at the time. Although I was a little scared, I felt that I couldn't just walk away." Eve said, "It was also a fluke, and I thought that if I could save those two people, I would have an explanation afterwards."

"Confession?" Erinde didn't think so, "Those two didn't judge the situation well, and you can't blame you if something happened—why are you so stupid?" She looked at Eve with blame in her eyes.

"Yeah, it's a bit silly, who knows what I thought at that time." Eve said with a smile.

"You seem to be quite proud." Elinde was a little annoyed, "And the people in Shengfengyue are also...what do they think, they want you to go to the battlefield."

"It was an accident that time. I was just going to watch the excitement, but I didn't expect a fire to burn on my head."

"No matter what, it shouldn't be." She insisted on this, as if it was not Eve sitting opposite her, but the "bad guys" who sent her to the battlefield.

"It's all over..." Eve shook her head, very calm about it, "And, actually, the time I went to the north... can be regarded as my own choice."

Erinde didn't speak, her eyes were full of inquiry——Eve thought to herself: This is indeed a girl who can speak with her eyes.

"Nan Fen once said that when she was young...before she got married, she lived a completely different life than she does now. She used to like to sing and travel, but now she prefers to stay at home and do some pastimes without going out, and the habit of making pastries was developed after she had children. I asked her if she regretted getting married, but she said, 'There is no regret after nothing. Life is like this. Maoqi has changed a lot after marriage. '." Eve looked at Erinde's still red eyes and smiled, "So I was thinking: If I don't choose now, then I will have no choice in the future...I am not Nanfen Dakren."

Nan Fen was not very old when she got married, and a wedding connected her childhood and adulthood—the left and right ends are two completely different lives.It's hard to imagine how she accepted this transformation at that time, or in other words, she had already started preparing for it earlier, after all, this is the fate of most women that everyone has seen.Fairy tales written for girls usually end with marrying a prince, which seems to be the ultimate answer to the meaning of women's existence.Eve is in it now, and as a member of the women, she also faintly notices some difficulties that she may face in the future.At the end of May this year, she talked with the editor of the publisher about the publication of "Aimon", and from the editor's words, she realized how rare it is for a woman to hold a pen and write in this era.The other party underestimated her age and gender, and wanted to make a big change in her work to make a gimmick. He said "please forgive me if I offend you", but there was no respect in his attitude - the pen and the sword.

Ordinary women, even if they want to hold them, must have enough courage and strength.

In such an era, men monopolize rights, making women the “other”—the so-called second sex—the property and accessory of men; Responsibilities naturally have to match their rights - Eve is Harvey's daughter, and Saint Fengyue is willing to grant her male privileges, but at the same time, he unexpectedly taught her an unforgettable lesson: Huweed The tragic death of Kang Shi sounded the alarm, and this incident made her understand that while holding a sharp sword and holding the power of life and death, the price to be paid may also be the same.

Looking at the piled-up male corpses at Schillingsburg, and their families—the women and children sitting in the halls waiting to be released or resettled—it is clear that, on either side, good or evil, war was usually a matter of men only: they consumed each other, even at the cost of their lives, while women and children in this situation became a kind of trophies, relatively safe and at the disposal of the victor.

For women, there are only two images: either a bright and beautiful bird in a cage, or a monster in the shape of a man.

During the mission in Schillingsburg, Eve wore the clothes of a knight. She thought she was more like the latter, but in the eyes of others, she still belonged to the former—in action, her beauty covered up her weird behavior, and the men did not regard her as their own kind. They only regarded her as a symbol and a temporary adjustment.In the final decision-making, Consh and Hugh Weed despised her opinion, which may have hurt her to a certain extent.

In this world, there are those who dare to take responsibility and regard honor above life; there are also those who are as timid as mice and suffer from taking on responsibilities and obligations; Live your life free from bondage.

Eve also couldn't explain why she chose to go back to save people. Maybe she just overestimated the responsibility she was given.Is there an element of self-interest in altruistic behavior?Apparently there is—a person helps others either out of a heartfelt pleasure or a deliberate decision, the former being a function of human instinct, the latter depending on the person's experience or ability, but no matter what, it can show that altruistic behavior is actually a long-term self-interested behavior.People are different in their growth environment, education level, identity and status... This has led to different decision-making models for these creatures with similar appearances: beggars do not consider nutritional balance when eating, poor people do not Waste money on coffee, young people spend a week's salary just to experience the atmosphere of a mid-to-high-end restaurant, middle-class people are willing to spend a lot of time and money on their two or three hobbies, businessmen eliminate them with an attitude of "keep improving" Unqualified commodities - everyone has their own legitimate reasons when they are selfish. The advancement of science and technology has enriched the levels of wealth collection and consumption, but some people will always live in an era of material scarcity.The law protects the personal property it recognizes, but mutual help is not a mandatory responsibility or obligation. Everyone's freedom of choice is extremely limited—just like locusts, there are only two choices: eating or being eaten—in this In such a situation, everyone is in danger, so people can no longer be the masters of the times, but can only be locusts who are afraid of death and slaves of desire.

When Qingshui Castle was first established, witches and sorceresses were still being persecuted. Aniye and her companions made great efforts to change the status quo, but they still felt powerless in the end.They are a marginal group, weak in both social identity and gender, and no matter what era they are in, the weak and misanthropic are yearning for a pure land—a place that is isolated from the world and allows them and their descendants to no longer suffer. Shimizu Castle is the island of the witch, a place where young innocents can escape their shackles, but this is not a real pure land, and it is impossible to be isolated from the world.There are always people staring at this place: eyes of jealousy, eyes of hatred, and eyes of greed... The barrier of tattoos can block the extreme cold from the ocean, but it cannot stop the malice from the same kind - Qingshui Castle needs guardians like Aniye and Sigourney.

With their blood-stained hands, they care for those white down feathers that have not been washed.The gluttons are still devouring, their huge bodies covering the clouds and the sun; the survivors build sporadic fortresses, so that the speechless weak can be protected and favored.Erinde lives in a fairy tale of lies, but Eve can't sit still like her, because she doesn't have self-consciousness as a woman.If a woman is lucky enough, she can be a child for the rest of her life—being taken care of by her parents when she was a child, and being cared for by her husband when she grows up; or she can live forever in a carefree ivory tower, just like the witch in Qingshui Castle.No one asked her to pay anything in return, because the asylum would be satisfied with her presence—as long as the price of freedom was paid.

In May of this year, before talking to the editor of the publisher, Eve also had a conversation with Lotilan. After she learned that Maoqi was sent to the Eastern City, she had something to do with her, and felt a little guilty in her heart— — These two things changed her thinking to a certain extent, and made her wavering heart settle down, making her no longer resist Luo Tilan's arrangement.

She didn't want to spend her whole life hiding under someone else's wing.

Lotilan never regarded Eve as weak, and neither did Baililin.They had high hopes for her, thinking that she could replace her father as a qualified guardian and watchman.The strength of the strong does not lie in being fierce and fierce, but in that they do not shirk their responsibilities, face up to their own shortcomings, and have compassion for the losers and the weak.The strong connect their hearts with the world, and they don't fight alone or go their own way, so that they can achieve greater things.

"Eve" was just an ordinary person before she became Eve. When she woke up on the cold snow mountain, the only thing that could survive was her own consciousness—an independent personality.Experience affects a person’s principles of doing things. People have different tolerances for people of different ages and genders. Maoqi was the first to notice her unusualness: he firmly believed in Eve’s female identity, but appreciated her manly thinking mode-adventurous spirit, entertaining spirit, and simple and clear trust and responsibility.Lotilan also had a similar feeling when reading the report on the operation in Silingsburg - when encountering Mulanne, Eve went back and forth in order to rescue her companions - without General Hutton's ring and the rescue of Olukin's men, things might develop in the worst direction, and she herself did not know about these hidden insurance measures.In this regard, Luo Tilan was somewhat relieved—it was only at a critical moment that one could see a person’s true colors—he was glad that he hadn’t lost sight of it, and Eve had won Sheng Fengyue’s initial approval by virtue of her performance—this girl did not abandon her teammates and shrink back. In times of crisis, she could not only think carefully, but also risk her life when necessary... He was sure that Eve would be like her father in the future, a trusted and entrusted companion.

Although Eileen didn't agree with Eve's way of going back to save people, it didn't mean that she thought Kang Shi and Huvid died at that time. She just felt that such a beautiful and gentle person should be loved by the highest standard in the world.

"Who cares what you choose, you're just stupid anyway," she said.

[185] Black Magic and White Magic (Part [-])

This morning, there was a different noise in the courtyard. Several children were standing at the gate of the courtyard, and opposite them stood another small person—Razinana.

The fifth generation who heard the voice gathered at the gate of the courtyard.When Eve went downstairs with Erinde, she saw Loper arguing with the other party—she wanted the steel fork in Razinana's hand.

"You took it down the mountain without my consent!" Lopel clenched his fists, "I want to deprive you of the right to use it, return it quickly!"

Razina stayed silent about the eight-year-old's accusations.At this time, she was wearing a big-brimmed hat, her head was tilted slightly, and her black bean-like eyes were slightly squinted—Racinana was pretending to be deep, just to annoy Lopel—she wanted to see if Lopel could How long will it be.

"I really can't stand her." Erinde whispered next to Eve, "I'm almost thirty, and I still have to fight for toys with children."

"Is that a toy?" Eve said. "I saw Razinana fly on it before."

"It's really useless." Erinde said, "The director said it was a dung fork made of light and heavy gold, but it can't be used to fork dung...it's just a toy."

In the Era of the Kingdoms, high-level witch hunters on the west coast always carried an expensive light and heavy gold badge. Aniye and her companions collected the tokens of these witch hunters and finally made them into a dung fork. farm tools, in order to humiliate these special officials who abused their power in the name of witch hunting.Later, the second-generation witch, Celie Satulus, put a long steel handle on this precious agricultural tool, and hid a set of complex patterns inside the steel handle, thus endowing it with more flexible use. Method - as long as the code word is spoken, the tattoo can drive the steel fork to float or sink, allowing people to manipulate it from a distance.

When the two were arguing, Lopez chanted a spell unpreparedly—his words were frighteningly fast—and with a buzzing sound, the steel fork came out of Lazinana's hand and was caught by Lopez who was standing opposite. Er firmly caught it.Lopel is still too young, and her short hands can't fully grasp the long handle of the steel fork, but with the help of tattoos, even a child can easily lift the fork.But Loper couldn't be complacent for long, and Rachinana reacted in time - she also said the spell - and the steel fork was back in her hand.

"Get out, bad woman!" Lopel jumped angrily, "Old witch Nana!" After she finished cursing, she chanted the spell again, but Razinana was already on guard at this time, and she held the clock tightly. There is a long handle with a pattern to prevent the steel fork from getting out of your hand again.

The two stalemate for a moment, and Lazinana said, "I did pretty well today, I should have cried a long time ago."

After Loper heard her say this, it was as if a switch had been turned on, and she cried out with a "wow".

When Erinde saw this scene, she couldn't help but want to applaud Lazinana's methods—this heartless girl can always make Loper cry with different tricks.

The leader, Delizes, is not here today. Except for her, the fifth generation members are all standing aside to watch the show—no one came forward to comfort the youngest sister, probably because this kind of thing has happened so often.

"I cried well, and I'm tired from playing too." Satisfied, Rachinana walked up to Loper and handed over the steel fork in her hand.

Loper took the fork and immediately stopped crying. She raised her head and stared at Racinana with disgust, obviously still angry with her.

"Nana, did you see Delize today?" Seeing that Lazinana was about to leave, Erinde asked her hastily.

"The dean has something to tell her... She must have gone down the mountain." Rachinana really knew.

"Going down the mountain? What to do?" Erinde was taken aback—generally speaking, the fifth generation rarely had the chance to go down the mountain...or it was necessary.

"I don't know. When I came back, I happened to see Isabeau sending her out."

"Is Isabeau back now?"

"I'm back." Razinana nodded.

"Thank you." Erinde thanked the other party, then turned to Eve and said, "Let's go find her now."

From Eve's point of view, the relationship between Erinde and Delize is a bit delicate—they spend most of their time in the same yard: practicing, eating, or cleaning...they have several opportunities to meet each other every day, but even so, they rarely have one-on-one conversations—even when the two participate in a multi-person conversation at the same time, they will not pick up each other's words.Although the two seem to be avoiding verbal communication, it cannot be said that they are deliberately ignoring each other—if Delize finds that Erinde is not present when distributing the fruit, she will also send the fruit to her room;

Eve accompanied Erinde out, and Lopel also ran out of the yard. She carried the steel fork and followed behind the two of them.

"You're going to Isabeau?" she said. "I'm going too."

Erinde nodded, without asking what she wanted to do with Isabeau.

The three of them walked along the path of the inhabited area, and since Erinde was always thinking about Delize, they hardly spoke a word along the way.

"Do you want to see my fork?" Lopel, who was walking in front, asked Eve - along the way, the little girl always looked back at the two behind her to see if they were keeping up.Every time she turned her head, Eve couldn't help being attracted by her movements, and unconsciously met her gaze.Lopel thought that Eve was interested in what she was holding.

Eve smiled and shook her head.

"It's okay." Lopel handed her the steel fork.

The steel fork is very light, and it feels like holding a bamboo pole in your hand.

Lopel wanted to talk to her, so he waved at her, motioning her to move her head closer.

"I'll teach you a spell," she whispered, "but you must promise me not to tell anyone."

Eve nodded.

The little girl leaned beside her ear, telling her the incantation of manipulating the steel fork word by word.

"Remember?" she asked.

"Remember." Eve said perfunctorily - it is obviously unrealistic to memorize a meaningless pronunciation all at once.

"Then tell me again." Lopel seemed to smell deception.

"That... sorry, I forgot."

"Oh, how stupid." Loper glared at her, then repeated the spell again.

"Come on, what are you doing there!"

They stopped halfway, and when Erinde walked a long way, she realized that there were two people missing from her side.

"Try it." After Lopel finished speaking, he quickly ran to Erinde, and Eve followed her in three steps and two steps.

"Try it quickly." Lopel urged again.

So Eve recited the spell.The spell was effective—she felt that the steel fork in her hand was light, as if it lost weight. She let go, and the steel fork floated in the air, and could even flip and move with her hand movements.

"It's amazing." Eve couldn't help admiring.

"There are even more powerful ones." Lopel said, "You will call me 'teacher' from now on, and I will teach you the rest of the spells."

"Thank you, but forget it." Eve smiled and shook her head, and she handed the steel fork back to Lopel, "It's useless for me to learn this."

"Then call me 'Master'." Loper took the steel fork, but still haggling.

"Master Lopel?" Eve tried to call out.

Beside her, Erinde laughed.

At this time, Isabeau was not resting in the residence, and Ailinde and others found her under the big tree in the center of the settlement.Isabeau was holding a notebook and was writing something on the bench. When she heard someone calling her name, she put the notebook in her pocket and stood up from the chair.

She was still the same as when Eve saw her for the first time—all in black, wrapping herself tightly.

"Isabelle, have you sent Delize down the mountain today?" Erinde cut to the chase.

Isabelle nodded.

"What is she going to do, do you know?"

"Deliz went to find 'Laffer'."

"What do you want Laffer to do? She's going out?"

"Maybe...you're all going out for a while now—I mean maybe."

"What do you mean?" Erinde's tone was also a little excited, she was surprised, "Didn't the dean keep us from going out?"

"Probably because of Tyrian." Isabeau's voice seemed to be very soft when talking about the deceased, "The dean intends to ask you to send her back to her hometown... and experience it along the way." When talking about this matter, her expression was a little unnatural, "You'd better ask her yourself."

"Homecoming? Where are you going?" Erinde asked again.

"Elf land." Isabelle replied.