Fairy’s Box

Over time, the Snow Witch appeared more and more frequently in the town, and even broke into other people's homes from time to time to ask for children. Many local residents could not stand it and evacuated overnight.

This terrifying witch seems to be mentally ill, and often wanders the streets late at night, asking pedestrians some inexplicable questions. If the answer is incorrect, or it does not meet her wishes, she will be frozen into an ice sculpture and taken away immediately.

The people who stay here now are either alone men and widows, or old people who have nothing to do with their lives and their homeland is hard to abandon, and there are hunters who are hired to hunt the Snow Witch.

After listening to the store owner's description, Yale felt a little relieved, feeling that these messes had nothing to do with him at all. If he wasn't engulfed in demonic fire now, suffering every night, he might still have the heart to help a bunch of people here. In the current situation, I really don't have time to take care of this matter. I will leave immediately after repairing, and I will tell the above about the situation here when I have time.

After instructing the night watchman to be vigilant, the black-haired knight returned to his room. In the past few days, the fire was haunted by demons, and it was all carried by others. It was also very hard for him to shake it.

...

The moonlight filtered through the paper household, leaving a faint white light on the rough wooden floor, and the scent of mosquito repellent spice lingered in the air.

According to the established rules, Bruno stayed alone in the small single room, which was originally a place for accumulation of debris, and was temporarily cleaned up by everyone to make his room. Clark slept next door, drowsiness, and his snoring was so sweet that it sounded like he was stewing a pot of pork head.

After the silver-haired boy finished his vindictive exercise, his energy was slightly scattered, and he was quickly infected by the other party's snoring.

About two or three hours later, Carla, who was in charge of the vigil, shoved him twice and woke him up. The other party gave a sleepy exhortation, and then he stuck his head on the silver-haired boy's bed. Just as his head touched the pillow, a snoring sound suddenly followed.

"..."

Bruno rubbed his eyes and walked to the washing room, rinsed his mouth with salt and cold water, then took a handful of water and wiped his face, then walked to the hall downstairs, and stood guard in front of the door with a few natural disaster knights.

"a little cold."

"Yeah, look, the mosquitoes are frozen to death."

"The ghost weather here is really weird, so hot during the day and colder than Celtic at night."

The knights in charge of the vigil chatted without a word, taking two steps from time to time to drive away the chill.

According to common sense, there should be no winter in Macmucker, but the temperature this evening was so low that the silver-haired boy began to feel unwell.

Soon, Bruno suddenly had a whim, and had an inexplicable foreboding, as if there was an unusual atmosphere in the town.

At this time, it was far from dawn. The silver-haired boy took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. It was just in the early morning. In order to avoid accidents, he stood by the door frame and looked around.

Under the dark blue night sky, the dots of stars are like gems dotted on the sky, shedding soft and crystal light, and the moon squeezes some threads from the clouds, shining with silver brilliance.

The town was as silent as a cemetery. Only the hotel where everyone was staying had a little light left, and the rest of the buildings were bathed in deep darkness. Occasionally a sharp wolf howl or two came from a distance, which seemed extremely harsh in this secluded environment.

Bruno was about to call people to patrol the hotel twice, but unexpectedly someone appeared on the street of the town at this time. The elder, whose figure was dragged on the ground by the moonlight, looked very lonely.

It was a noble lady with long snow-white hair. She was wearing a pure white velvet dress, and the skirt moved as she walked, rippling in the moonlight. Although she is old and has left wrinkles on her forehead and the back of her hands, she looks noble and arrogant because of these wrinkles.

In the cold wind of midnight, her clothes looked very thin, but she didn't seem to feel any discomfort. On the contrary, she revealed a deadly and desolate coldness-especially those blue eyes, which seemed to contain an infinite amount of The wind and snow can freeze the world at any time.

"Who are you?"

The silver-haired boy felt agitated all over, feeling that this person was very dangerous, and then issued a warning: "This is our station, please leave immediately, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

"..."

Hearing this, the lady in white stopped her steps, her eyes swept across the hotel, and the two oil lamps in front of the door swayed suddenly, the light seemed to be covered with frost.

Bruno could clearly feel that when the pair of eyes swept past him, it seemed like a cold current passed by, and the sound of ice ridges shattering came from his ears.

"My son is gone."

She suddenly opened her mouth to speak, her eyes staring at the night sky in the distance, with an expression of longing and loneliness on her face, and said in a low and slightly trembling voice:

"He's always been very good and obedient. He was fine yesterday, but he's gone today, and the family is also in a mess." After speaking, the lady in white slid her gaze to Bruno and sighed, with anticipation in her eyes. , asked in a hoarse voice:

"Have you seen my son?"

"Your son?"

The silver-haired boy was confused, then shook his head:

"No, I haven't seen it. We are all travelers here, without your son."

"Really, he won't run around... I should go to the backyard and look for it."

She sighed, and there was a burst of white ripples in the air, and the sparkling ice particles surrounded the ground and scattered to the ground, and a rainbow was immediately reflected wherever she passed.

Before he finished speaking, a huge flash of light suddenly appeared in front of Bruno, stabbing him, unable to open his eyes, only to hear a long long howl, and the whole town shook in an instant.

After a while, the silver-haired boy regained his sight, the lady in front of him was gone, but there was a crashing sound behind him. He looked back, and found that the shopkeeper ran out wearing only a pair of underwear, and fell to his knees where the light disappeared.

...

Two hours later, after changing posts with Lydia, Bruno immediately found Yale and reported what had happened before.

The black-haired knight had just survived the pain of the demonic fire at this moment. The whole person was burning in a daze, and his mind was dazed. The silver-haired boy repeated it several times before he roughly understood what happened before.

"That's probably the Snow Witch the shop owner said. Maybe it's a dragon seed, maybe a dragon-shaped fairy with powerful mana, and it's causing enough damage to this town."

Yale guessed the lady's identity, and then waved his hand indifferently: "But it has nothing to do with us, she will find her son when she finds her son. We should also hurry up to find the Blade of Time, and don't meddle in business for the time being."

"Right."

The silver-haired boy nodded, but didn't take this matter to heart, anyway, whether her son was dead or alive had nothing to do with them.

"Go and rest."

The black-haired knight watched Bruno leave. In order to maintain his energy, he closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation, until the newborn sun illuminated the whole town.