Stray

    "Lavinia is just a legend." The mayor looked calm, but his pale face and the large beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed his emotions. "The past is over, and you know it doesn't make any sense." His hand slowly reached into his pocket, his fingers moved slightly, as if trying to draw a magic circle—the next moment they were entangled in tiny black shadows , can no longer move.

    Nemo put down his hand and placed the ancient book gently on the white-painted dining table.

    "We really just want to talk to you." He said sincerely, "Lavinia exists, she is still alive. To be honest, the attitude on Grace Bluebird's side is not OK, we..."

    "Of course I know the attitude of the blue bird." Seeing that the last means of asking for help was blocked, the mayor simply stopped delaying time, "I don't want to fight them, but I can't control everyone! Do you know how much a fresh adult blue bird is worth? I stopped... I stopped those children. But for them, the blue birds are just monsters that attack villages and humans, and they are worth a lot."

    "The scriptures call for the execution of those who fall in love with the Blue Bird." Adrian interjected in a low voice, "Mrs. Delaney mentioned it."

    "To protect the majority!" the mayor snapped, "As long as one person completely changes back, then his relatives, lovers, friends are at risk of being affected... It will spread like a contagion If you really have any conscience, look at the people out there - they are not the same as the first generation, they have no willpower to control their minds at all, they may never be human again. Our knowledge, language, skills, everything will be gone! Existence. I don't know what your purpose is, but if this is a trial—"

    He raised his voice: "I have nothing to regret."

    "I see." Adrian responded calmly, walking to the dining table and picking up the ancient book. "Then do you know the day of extermination predicted by Lavinia?"

    "What is the extermination day?" The mayor's expression loosened for a moment, "There is no such thing."

    "Don't ask, Mr. Ramon." The former knight commander sighed. "The magic of the Blue Bird Tribe has grown enough to protect itself, and they no longer need the protection of these people. And these people... seem to be unwilling to return to a world where they're flawed. Then there is only one possibility."

    He raised his eyes: "Which hand moved first?"

    "The person who killed us by mistake over there first, that poor boy just went to hunt rock deer. And they thought he was a human who came to poach." The mayor gritted his teeth and said, "Yes , they no longer need our protection! Our mission is long overdue, and our children are free."

    Nemo can probably guess the continuation of the story.

    The brave bluebirds have successfully integrated into the human race, and they guard the tribe. It wasn't until decades or decades later that the clan managed to stabilize and no longer needed any protection from the outside.

    Lavinia's plan was very successful.

    After that, maybe some blue birds returned to their hometowns, and some... As far as the current situation is concerned, most of them are deaf and willing to continue to live as human beings. They may have real human friends, human lovers, and they become human.

    There is no earth-shattering conspiracy, nor any malicious means. They are just going on different paths, drifting further and further apart. Until that innocent hunter dies.

    "We protected them, and they guarded us. It's good for both sides." The mayor said, "Now my townspeople are happy—they can go to other places on weekends Towns visiting relatives and friends, living carefree, not worrying about where their bodies are being coveted. I don't want them to live in fear, is that wrong?"

    "What about Merody Delaney's fears?" Nemo murmured.

    "Any 'normal person', who would fall in love with monsters of other races? They made the wrong choice, so naturally they have to bear the consequences."

    "You didn't give them a choice."

    "...It's my responsibility as a leader, I need to judge what's 'right'! Only a small number of people need to be sacrificed, so that more people can live peacefully." Mayor's face and neck Red again, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and then waved his hand vigorously in the direction of the picture frame on the wall. "Every generation. It's the right thing to do!"

    "I can see that you are living comfortably and peacefully now." An wrinkled her nose, her tone full of sarcasm. "The well-armed gentlemen outside are probably just posing to entertain the girls."

    "I'll convince my son that it's none of your business. At worst it's just a small conflict, and it's happened quite a few times in recent months. Trust me, no one wants a real War—Young people are hot-blooded, and they calm down after seeing the scene.”

    After saying that, he raised his head, with the momentum of a warrior who is about to die: "I have nothing else to say, if you have other purposes..."

    "Father! I've made sure that it is—" A still sullen cry interrupted. Mr. Bull, who had just been on a rampage, rushed into the house, he was stunned for a few seconds, and his eyes swept over Oliver's hand on the hilt of the sword and the shadow that shook slightly between Nemo's fingers.

    "Guards!" the bull-like young man roared crisply.

    Ann rolled her eyes, and when lightning flashed, she simply broke through the window. Splashed glass and electric arcs pushed the soldiers in the courtyard back a few steps.

    "Time to escape!" she shouted, "Come on, boys!"

    Adrian jumped out neatly with his hands on the window frame. Oliver followed closely, and Nemo climbed the half-human-high window sill indecently. If it wasn't for his special physique, his palms would have been covered with glass **** long ago. One of the guards nearly grabbed his robes, and Nemo had to send him flying with a shadow.

    "Don't chase!" The mayor grabbed the holy scripture on the dining table and pressed it on his chest. He took a deep breath and gave clear instructions to the believers. "That swordsman's strength is too strong, don't push them too hastily."

    "What's wrong with them?" The youth asked in a bad mood.

    "They know about that...that I just told you today."

    "Why not chase! In case they just run away—"

    "The swordsman's strength is stronger than that of the Holy Codex, and no matter how many people go up, they will die. If they really leave, we can only be vigilant and pray to Lavinia—"

    "Lavinia? Are you still treating me as a believer?" The young man's voice suddenly filled with pain, "She is just a false **** that you invent to control everyone's minds! Over the years, I have I have always believed so firmly..."

    He couldn't go on, his face was as pale as the ashes of firewood. When he spoke again, the mayor's son changed the subject.

    "Father, I confirm, that is indeed the companion stone of bone jade. We can use it to wipe out those stupid birds. If we sell a large number of blue bird carcasses, those black seals will be used as propaganda everywhere. Forest Town is a blue bird, and no one will believe it."

    "I said, Teague, take that thing back! Don't bring it up again. I'm telling you the truth to stop you, you should grow up, this position will be— "

    "Now is a great opportunity, we have always known where the lair of those stupid things is!" The big young man roared irritably, interrupting the mayor's words. "Lavinia hates xenos, isn't that what you've been promoting? Why don't you understand! Kinds? They destroy our houses, kill livestock, rob our people—what about kindreds? What good are the beasts doing to us?"

    "We're already human." He continued, word for word, "I don't want to see friends suffer anymore. Fritz is my friend, and the Delaneys It's your friends - since you know what happened to Merotti, they must have confessed to you. How did you look them in the eye? Their suffering is all due to your stubborn 'tradition'. I don't want that."

    The young man clenched his fists: "This matter must come to an end."

    The mayor blinked, suddenly feeling a little dizzy. The dark blue halo bound him, and the familiar living room in front of him was shaking, and a vague ghost appeared. "Tiger, you..."

    "You need to get some sleep, and I'll take care of it when you get up." Teague said coldly, "I'm not like you—I'll bring you all A rich life without hidden dangers.”

    "They didn't chase." After the group ran all the way, Ann first slowed down. "The old man still has some eyesight and knows they can't beat Oliver."

    "But I don't think he will let us go so easily." Nemo gasped habitually, and after gasping for two breaths, he found that his lungs did not have the burning pain after running, he embarrassed Breathe calmly.

    Oliver did not join the conversation, he took out the communication crystal without hesitation, and started to contact Jesse Dillon directly.

    "How is it?" A pleasant but annoying voice came from the crystal, "Are you having fun?"

    "Their mayor knows the truth." Oliver ignored him and went straight to the point. "But he has no plans to change his mind."

    "Lavinia is a powerful priest anyway, don't you really think that her prophecy is on the same level as her dreams, right? You can change fate just by talking... Oh, are you a heroic story? Too much to see, darlings—"

    Oliver shivered at the trembling tail of the other party, he tried to maintain his composure: "Where are you?"

    "Pasotaro certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to tell the truth. Now that they're going to declare war on Vincennes again, I guess he's going to take it down and give it to Delle Miss Ni makes up her own identity." This time Jesse's answer was accompanied by chewing sounds, "Trust me, if those little birds knew the truth, their hatred would be stronger. Of course you don't have to be too nervous, just a The provocative group fights, they don’t know how many times they have rubbed against each other in the past few months—well, the three who declared war this time happened to fly away, and it is estimated that they will be on your side in a short while.”

    "Why didn't you bring him to see Lavinia?" Nemo asked hurriedly, "She can persuade him, they can talk directly—"

    "You think I haven't tried?" Jesse sneered, "He refused."

    "Why?!"

    "Because Lavinia is 'impossible to wake up'."

    "But she clearly—"

    "Don't you think it's funny? No one can hear her cry, so close - they think she can't wake up, and they don't even want to take a look at the holy place with me. The group The stubborn guy said he didn't want to disturb the bones of his loved ones, but it's a pity that he couldn't give them a surprise - no blue bird has died of natural causes recently."

    Nemo opened his mouth, but failed to squeeze out a suitable answer. He sighed softly and stepped aside.

    "Thank you for the information." Oliver simply terminated the call.

    "What's your plan, Captain?" Hit yawned, "We're not a popular tourist now."

    "Go and have a look." Oliver thought for a moment, "Nimo is right, I don't think they'll let us go that easily...but now they're doing nothing, I'm not feeling well hunch."

    "I'm a little concerned about something." Adrian said suddenly, he adjusted the collar of the monk's uniform. "I want to go alone for a while, can I, Mr. Ramon?"

    "I also think it's better for us to spread out." Ann took out the communication crystal from his pocket and shook it, "Bagmoru and I went to visit Fritz - that young man has a good personality. Yes, we have to get our luggage back."

    "Why me!"

    "You and Clos will do as well."

    "I… can't I just stay with the trash?" Grey parrot shrank his neck, clutching the fabric on Nemo's shoulders. Nemo froze and ripped apart its claws one by one.

    "Our strength can't be too concentrated, it's a waste to deal with ordinary townspeople." Ann said, "That's it! Cross goes to check what he cares about, Oliver and Nemo's The strength is more than enough to deal with a militia, and they are more suitable for peeking at the negotiations - and I, I am more concerned about our belongings. Bagelmoru, you are an important fighting force, and I can count on you."

    The grey parrot spread its wings energetically and flew to Ann's shoulder. Ann turned her head, holding back her laughter, her expression a little distorted.

    "Communication crystal connection." Oliver nodded. "...Everyone pay attention to safety."

    The shadows of three blue birds passed over their heads.

    The negotiation site is not difficult to find, and the bluebirds like to hover for a while before landing. Oliver and Nemo hid in the shadows, peeking out from where they had just escaped—the bluebirds landed in front of the mayor's house, and the broken glass and wood fragments in the courtyard had not even had time to clean up.

    The mayor did not go out.

    The mayor's son wears a white pointed hat, and his religious robe has no wrinkles. He held his chest out, his mouth pursed tightly. A girl with the same numb expression stood beside him, her face was unnaturally sallow in contrast to the white robe.

    The blue birds slowly moved forward, and the first one started to make gestures.

    "Oh." The mayor's son didn't respond. He closed his eyes and exhaled. Then wave your right hand.

    The same red light film as they were then lit up, tightly wrapping the three blue birds. Before the blue birds could react, countless sharp spears stabbed in from the outside—two of them were poked into sieves, helplessly fluttering two pairs of wings, and slowly slid down the inner wall of the light film, blood dripping all over the ground.

    They twitched, their dark eyes filled with hatred. The cyan fire ignited violently, and they burned their bodies to ashes. The gray-white powder was scattered on the ground like snowflakes, and was gradually dyed dark by blood.

    The blue bird headed by only one spear, opened his mouth and let out a roar of grief and indignation that cannot be heard in human ears - Nemo immediately covered his ears, the melody was depressing and heartbreaking.

    "Welcome to come and fight, the devil's messenger." Teague, the mayor's son, said coldly, "If possible, we hope to make a complete settlement with you... just translate it like this."

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