There were still shaking sounds on the ground, and they became more and more intense as time went by. It seemed that the terrifying shadow was approaching and was about to trample this peaceful and peaceful small town into ruins. There was silence in the valley,
You can only hear the occasional rustling of branches and leaves when the wind blows, mixed with the sound of Alice pressing the game controller.
The angel who cannot leave the windmill is not because he has lost faith in human beings, but is threatened by the evil curse and is afraid of bringing misfortune and disaster to the people around him. For this reason, he is even willing to endure the long and lonely time of seven hundred years. Such a thing left everyone at a loss as to what to say.
Ieta also seemed to have lost the energy to continue speaking. After saying these words, she buried her head in the gray feathers. There was a huge sadness that almost drowned her, causing her to suffocate and drown in the sea.
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If possible, of course she also wants to save the disaster, just like Ringer said, to save the simple and kind-hearted people living in this land, so that they can once again recall the wind seven centuries ago. Even if it does not cause it
She is so grateful that it would be nice to at least remember that there was such a gust of wind, but what can she do? Because...she is a disaster.
Those who will only bring pain, misfortune, hurt and tears to everyone are not qualified to get out of this windmill.
Just let yourself stay here quietly until the day when your wings become rotten and moldy. Perhaps this is the best protection for the people on this land...
"It doesn't matter."
Lin Ge suddenly said, his calm but firm tone made the girl in the room tremble slightly: "Even if it is really because of the curse that you can't leave here, it doesn't matter. Because saving a disaster is not as you imagine.
It’s so difficult, and people’s interference in the external world cannot be blocked by just a wall. Besides, you are an angel, right?”
Iyetta raised her head blankly, her turbid and gloomy eyes reflected a piece of pale white nothingness: "What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. You threw a mountain range into the sea seven hundred years ago. Now you only need to do the same thing." Linge said word by word: "Since you can't fly, then let the earth under your feet
Fly up, walk in this world on your behalf, and witness or save the disasters that are about to happen on your behalf - this shouldn't be difficult for you to do, right?"
Instead of letting yourself fly, let the ground beneath your feet fly?
Ringer's statement was undoubtedly unimaginable to Iyeta, and there was a look of confusion and hesitation in her eyes: "Is this kind of thing really possible?"
Ringer answered her: "I don't think anyone has stipulated that free flight is not allowed on the earth. It's just that people's imagination usually limits them from succumbing to reality."
In their understanding, the earth should of course be stepped on, and it will always be under their feet, bound by gravity or some more magical force, supporting the foundation of the world. If one day, the earth turns upside down,
And the sky has become a place for their feet to step on, and they will feel frightened and even at a loss.
However, the queen's power is not so succumbing to reality. Their power inherently represents a law that is superior to reality and is difficult to define by mortal imagination.
Iyeta fell into a dazed thought, and Ringer continued: "Those who can't fly should let the earth support them to fly. This is a distant ideal. This is why human airships were born. I
You think that although the curse limits your ability to move, it doesn't also limit the ground under your feet, right? In that case, how do you choose, Miss Iyeta?"
Should he continue to be trapped in this windmill tower far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, gradually forgetting it as the years pass by? Or should he follow the earth under his feet and go further to witness more incredible things, and save those who once deeply trusted him?
, people who still trust them?
Ringer wasn't sure that this was a multiple-choice question that didn't require hesitation, just as he couldn't make an overly arbitrary judgment just because he had a little understanding of someone's character. But he suddenly felt in his heart that if it was Yin Yetta, if it was Yin Yetta,
In the words of this angel who has always longed for something but never got it, maybe...
There was silence in the room for a while, and then there was a rustling sound. The next moment, the old wooden door creaked open from the inside, and a white-haired girl appeared at the door. Her eyes were still a little red, and her eyes were dark.
There was some kind of gray-white shadow floating in the sky, and there was a cold and lonely snowstorm.
She didn't look at anyone else, and fixed her gaze on the young man in front of her. After looking at it quietly for a few seconds, she slowly withdrew her gaze and stared down at the chain on her ankle. Her voice was slightly hoarse: "I don't know that.
Is it correct to do it, but... I want to try it."
Metien and Xemmi cheered with joy, Oveira breathed a sigh of relief, and Saint Xalia had a complex expression of relief and loss on her face. Even Alice, who was furiously tapping on the game console, took a break.
, giving a thumbs up to the back to indicate Ringer, you are this.
Lin Ge was not too happy. He walked to the side and gave up his position to Iyetta. He watched the girl slowly squat down, her six soft wings gently covering her body, and pressed her pale hands on the base of the white windmill.
On the seat, someone suddenly said something: "The citizens of Avion have not seen strong winds for two centuries."
Since the unprecedented storm in the 17th century, the windmills in the city have stopped turning. It seems that the local people's memories of wind can only be found in ancient legends.
The angel's body trembled slightly, and where the young man couldn't see it, she slowly bit her lower lip. The slight pain reminded her that if she regarded the experience seven centuries ago as a wonderful dream,
Then everything I did today was just to continue that dream, so that the faces of those people who had come alive in my memory could surface again, and whose tears they touched.
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Before Ringer said these words to her today, the white-haired girl had never imagined whether the earth could fly, and what would it look like if it flew? But she suddenly had a strong feeling that it must fly.
, and fly to very high and far places.
A scene from a long, long time ago suddenly flashed through her mind. At that time, she had not yet come to this land and became an enthusiastic and cheerful country girl in the village of Avignon. She was still wandering alone, with
With a melancholy look, one day I walked to a seaside. The vast and boundless ocean stirred up boundless waves, containing the silent starlight. It was like a silent giant, slowly searching in the mist that could not be dispersed beyond the end.
.In that sea, she saw a whale for the first time.
Those huge creatures are the freest creatures in the sea. They always migrate back and forth in different sea areas with the flow of the tide, playing with their companions, running wildly along the coastline, chasing birds and pedestrians... She
I felt very envious. But after I came into contact with those whales, I realized that they also envied me, because in the eyes of these simple big guys, I should be freer with wings than they can only cruise in the sea, right? Can I go there?
Going farther and farther, you will see more scenery, and you will encounter a more magnificent life.
She felt a huge surge of sadness but didn't know how to express it. She could only shake her head silently at the whales, but she didn't know whether she meant "You are wrong. In fact, I am not free at all" or simply told
They, "I don't know".
Later, her appearance triggered a fierce storm at sea, which lasted for a whole week. In order to avoid the storm, the whales had to leave the familiar sea areas and go to distant and unfamiliar places. She felt very guilty and always thought that if one day
I must apologize properly if I meet them again, but I have never met them.
So, who is truly free in this world?
If I were like them, had many companions, and could roam freely in this vast world, would I be considered free?
If they, like me, had white wings and could fly into the sky that they could not reach before, would they be freer?
If, if the earth can really fly, it will take itself to find those whales, answer the original question with a confident and cheerful smile, and tell them, "Yes, I am indeed very free"...?<
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Those answers are all available, you just need an opportunity.
"Please."
Iyetta whispered, facing the ground beneath her feet: "Please fly."
After the words fell, a violent shaking caused Linge and others to stand unsteadily and almost fell to the ground. A deep rumbling sound came from the valley, and it was visible to the naked eye that the earth was rising, and a majestic and huge outline was along the primrose field.
The border with the lush forest is outlined, and a large amount of soil and smoke and sand pour down from the broken edge like a waterfall, as if some giant creature is raising its head from the ground, trying to free itself from the restraint and fly to the sky it yearns for.
At the same time, everyone heard a long and distant cry.
That's——
As the creator of this behemoth, Ieta also had a look of surprise and confusion on his face.
Because she recognized it, it was the cry of a whale.