Several girls were chirping and collecting firewood in the woods beside the road. They were wearing thick cotton clothes and their faces were red from the cold, but laughter and laughter could be heard in the distance from time to time.
The greatest and most real damage that war can cause to a country in a short period of time is the reduction of the young and middle-aged population. Eruin has experienced too many wars in just three years. Men have gone to the front line one after another, and there is nothing left to do in the fields.
I saw old men and women working.
But even in the most difficult times, people will not give up optimistic hope. In this winter, more than 130 babies were born in the fir trees. For every family, these children are symbols of
Looking towards the future.
On the land in the distance, the snow has erased the traces of war, burying all the pain and ugliness under the flawless white snow. The seeds of weeds are quietly waiting under the snow-covered soil, waiting for the coming spring.
It has become a land full of life.
The tenacity of life sometimes lies in its smallness.
In the distance is the tall and tall figure of Valhalla. Even in winter, the green branches and leaves are like an emerald. It is rooted in the earth and slowly absorbs the magic power under the ground. A layer of light sparse clouds on the horizon sets off the
There is a sunset like red fire.
"elder sister."
Ling turned around.
Lian wore a black fur coat with gold buttons and a furry collar that made her white face extra soft. Her silver hair fell softly over the back of her head and was tucked into the hood. Akane, who brought her over, squatted down.
He stopped and looked at the little girl with a gentle expression, adjusted her collar with his hands, and said to the two of them: "I'm going to leave first. There are many things to do in Mintai City. I will come back to see you tomorrow."
Lian nodded obediently.
"Ling, take care of your sister."
Ling also nodded silently.
"Sister Qian, we know you are very busy," Lian replied childishly, "We will take care of ourselves, thank you."
Akane smiled, her red hair reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun. She held the spear and held Tollen's face with her hands. She looked at Ling with some concern, and then she straightened up reluctantly, turning back three times in one step.
He walked into the forest. Before leaving, he turned back and waved to the sisters one last time, telling them to go back quickly.
Lian watched the mountain girl's back disappear into the woods, and the look on her face became lonely again: "Sister, do we still want to find mother?"
Ling nodded.
"Why did mom leave us?" Lian asked, "Is it because we did something wrong?"
Ling grabbed her sister's somewhat cold hand and shook her head.
Lian lowered her head.
In the distance, several girls collecting firewood have entered the city together.
As dusk grows darker, dots of lights appear in the city of Valhalla. In the residential area, the voices of mothers are calling their naughty children to go home. Smoke curls from the roofs, and occasionally one or two scolding voices are heard from the house.
The orange light casts the silhouette of a warm family on the road. People are rushing home, and among the crowd - a sister firmly holding her sister's hand, which constitutes the entirety of this incomplete family.
In the distance, a woman watched this scene silently, holding one hand on the wall, her fingers unknowingly grabbing into the bricks.
"Why don't you go meet them?"
"You don't understand." Tiamas-Bai said calmly to the little man on his shoulder.
"Why don't I understand," Root replied, "Aren't you just afraid?"
"I'm scared, so what?"
"But you are their mother. Do you know how long it took them to find you in Madara? How much they suffered for it. They are just two little girls. Ms. Tiamas - they are yours.
Daughter." Root didn't know where his anger came from, but he just felt that he couldn't remain indifferent.
"I have to leave eventually."
"How great. You have to leave after all. I know what you are going to do. Aren't you the she-wolf?" Root said: "But since you are leaving, why are you here again? After all, you still want to see your daughters.
It's a one-sided thing, isn't it? But you saw them, but they didn't see you."
The goblin prince turned back and looked at the woman: "You are fearless even in the face of death, but in the end you are afraid of facing your own daughter?"
A slight hint of emotion flashed in Tiamas's silver eyes.
She also turned back and looked at the little guy: "It hasn't been long since you were with that guy Brando, and you've already learned how to talk like that guy?"
"It's not because we have fought side by side that I don't care about you." Root snorted and turned his head away in dissatisfaction.
The wind is getting colder and colder.
Snow began to fall in the sky.
The snow seems to be burying the world. Snowflakes the size of goose feathers dye the world white.
Ling turned the key and opened the door. She was about to stand on tiptoes to light the hanging lamp beside the door - but she suddenly stopped and looked at the bright lights inside the door in amazement. In her young silver eyes, a sudden flash of light flashed.
With a flash of astonishment, a trace of doubt and a trace of fear, she suddenly took a step back, turned around and was about to run down the stairs, but she bumped into her sister.
Why couldn't Tiamas understand the meaning of that look?
It is such a deep love and such a deep hatred.
Her heart was pounding, and she had already reached her two daughters first and hugged them into her arms. Lian was completely stunned, and Ling struggled for a while. This strong little girl had to face hunger even in the face of hunger.
He Leng remained silent, but now she burst into tears. Her cry was so pitiful that even her neighbors opened the door to visit her.
When these people saw Tiamas, they suddenly understood something. Because of Qian's instructions, they had known the origins of these sisters. The older people's eyes fell on the two sisters with some tenderness, and they were happy for them.
Some women even wiped away tears.
The dead cannot shed tears.
But Tiamasbai felt a slight warmth in his heart.
She could only murmur in a low voice.
"sorry Sorry……"
…
In the early morning light, the ice crystals on the branches have not yet melted. The soft snow fell silently on the ground. In the dim canopy, there were occasional sounds of resident birds fluttering away from the canopy.
Several people stood in the cold wind.
Tiamas looked at her two daughters with longing eyes. Three days seemed to fly by in a blink of an eye. Before she could react, it was already the moment of departure. How much she wanted to stay a little longer, but there were some
Things are definitely not decided by her.
Ling and Lian stood quietly next to the Fire Claw Lizardman Lord Ropar, like two delicate dolls. Lian kept crying for a moment, while Ling looked much stronger, she pursed her lips tightly
, holding his sister's hand tightly and looking at his mother with stubborn eyes without saying a word.
Tiamas suppressed the reluctance in his heart, withdrew his gaze, and said to Qian in front of him: "Thank you for these days, help me tell Brando that I owe him a favor, and I will give him a surprise.
"
"Do we have to leave?" Qian stood in the snow and asked somewhat unbearably.
"Qian, you are a good girl," Tiamas looked at the soft-hearted girl: "I am very lucky that my daughters can meet you and Brando, can I entrust them to you?"
Akane shook her head: "But what they need is their mother, Ms. Tiamas."
Tiamas forced a smile, with a very bitter look on his face: "To this day, what I regret most is my original paranoia and narrow-mindedness. If I could go back in time, I would definitely cherish everything I once had. Unfortunately, it has already happened.
It's too late, I chose to embark on this road, and now it can no longer allow me to turn back. Now I only hope that the road I have chosen can atone for my sins."
Qian lowered her eyelids and her eyelashes trembled slightly. She felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
She took a deep breath and understood that she could not change anything, so she nodded and said: "I will, Ms. Tiamas, I will take care of Ling and Lian as my own sisters."
"Thank you, Qian," Tiamas exhaled, and the water vapor formed into white mist, making it difficult to see her expression clearly: "These three days in Firland were the best three days in my life.
I will always remember this time and remember my daughters - they will be different from me, and their future will definitely be different from mine."
She took a step back.
He took one last look at his daughters.
"Try to come back alive," Root suddenly said: "Isis and Dusk are not that scary. There is nothing that cannot be solved. At least we must have hope, Ms. Tiamas."
But Tiamas did not answer. She turned around resolutely, leaving only a green shadow of her cloak to everyone. Akane saw her hesitate for a moment at the edge of the woods, but then disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
Lian finally couldn't help but bury her head on her sister's chest and sobbed softly.
Ling watched this scene silently.
Akane walked up to the two sisters, stretched out her hand with infinite compassion in her heart, and touched her sister's cold cheek. She could always find her own shadow in this somewhat indifferent girl.
With the warmth in her palms, the mountain girl said softly: "From now on, we are family."
Ling raised her head and looked at her.
The silver eyes were shining with tears.
"Is that okay?" Akane asked gently.
Ling bit her lip and nodded.
…
Countless iron men gathered into several torrents, traveling through the mountains and forests under the cover of night.
From time to time, the light of the portal flashed on several hills, and more and more silver-robed mages were revealing themselves. In the sky, groups of gargoyles were flying towards the west, spread out at different heights.
Several clustered phalanxes. After the Iron Man passed by, there was an army of monsters, and behind them were a sparse number of six-armed snake demon warlords and wind spirits whistling past from low altitude.
Finally, the earth shook, and giant figures appeared in the forest. These giant figures swayed in the valley, almost as high as the lowest hills.
Delphine watched the army silently from a nearby hilltop.
Ahead was Bansia, but the Bansia had been defeated by Jiu Feng's army - after the two armies merged, only the Sasards were left.
"I never thought you would come too." She turned around and said to Huang Huo and Fang Qi. She looked at the two people curiously: "Have the Gui Che and Yu Feng families reconciled?"
"There are still some frictions, but everyone agrees to join forces to fight against Dusk." Huanghuo replied softly: "This is the only opportunity for the nine Jiufeng families to stand together in hundreds of years. This is thanks to Mr. Fang Qi."
Delphine looked at Fang Qi.
"I convinced the elders to return to Jiufeng," Fang Qi said after a moment of silence, "Although there is some resistance, I believe what I saw more."
The prime minister's daughter knew that it must be more than just some resistance. It is destined that people can only grow up in such a short period of time after experiencing certain things - killing a lot of people, she sighed slightly.
In such an era, if you cannot change the times, you are destined to be changed by the times, and so is she.
There was some silence between the three of them.
Everyone is thinking about this question: What will people lose and what will they gain in this war?
There was a noise in the bushes behind them, which alarmed the three of them. They turned around and saw Ms. Silver Dragon walking out of the woods.
Mysriel's face was a little pale and she looked not in good condition.
"What's wrong?" Delphine knew that it was something about the Dragon Clan.
"Lord Bahamut is dead," Mythril replied: "After this war, the dragon clan may leave this continent. I am here to say goodbye to you-"
Delphine opened his mouth slightly.
This girl who only had ambition in her heart felt some strange feelings in her heart at this moment.
…
The moonlight shines in the woodland.
Standing by the pool, Medissa suddenly felt something. When she saw the face in the water clearly, her body suddenly froze.
She turned around almost tremblingly and looked at the person who appeared behind her.
Under the blue-grey cloak, the face that was somewhat similar to his own was holy and indifferent. His silver eyes looked at her silently. His expression was always so indifferent, as if he had a hint of natural pride; but how often
At some time, the owner of this face was once the person she admired the most, the most sacred shadow in her heart, her eldest sister, the eldest princess of the empire.
That was a question that had lingered in her mind for thousands of years.
Why--?
"Sister...sister?" The little elf princess's voice was trembling.
"Medissa."
"Is that you……?"
"It's me. Before I leave, I just want to come and see you. Brando should have told you," Tiamas looked a little lonely: "I originally found the immortal thing, but I didn't expect that you had already
no need……"
Metisa bit her lip.
But her eyes flashed with disappointment, and she shook her head slightly: "This is not what I want, sister, you know."
But Tiamas did not answer.
After a moment of silence, Medissa asked softly: "That night at Fir Collar, was that person you?"
"yes."
"Why?"
"Eruin is too weak. I don't want to see you buried with some humans."
"Did you suddenly care about me?" Medisa's voice suddenly became excited: "But at that time, why didn't you take action? Answer me, sister, you didn't know, right?"
"No, I received your letter."
Medisa's weak body trembled: "...are they telling the truth?"
Tiamas nodded.
"——But why?" Medisa finally couldn't help but burst into tears. She almost lost her composure and shouted at the top of her lungs: "I love you so much, sister, don't you know?"
Tiamas subconsciously took a step back.
She had never seen her sister like this before - she was so good, so talented, and at that time, the light in her body surpassed every one of them. But at this moment, Bai only felt that her heart was cruel
Stung hard.
Only then did she realize how wrong she was.
"I'm sorry, Medissa..."
The little elf princess covered her face, knelt down, and cried bitterly.
A thousand years of questions finally have an answer.
Although she had suspicions in her heart, she unilaterally refused to believe that it was her most respected sister who took her own life. If all this was just a dream, then it must be the most terrifying nightmare.
"I'm leaving, Medissa." Tiamas looked at his sister and said, "I'm very happy to see you escape from the cursed fate."
"I hate you," Medisa raised her head and looked at this woman with tearful eyes: "Do you know how much I hate you, sister?"
"I'm sorry, Metissa."
"I don't want to be sorry!" the little princess almost shouted: "Do you think that if you find something immortal, you can make up for the mistakes you have made in the past thousand years, sister?"
Tiamas looked at his sister silently and wanted to speak, but could not say a word.
"Please stay, sister, if you want to make it up to me—"
Looking at her tearful sister, for a moment, Tiamas felt almost desperate in her heart. A thousand years, a thousand years, left too deep a mark on her heart.
She walked gently to Medisa, hugged her sister, and whispered in her ear: "Medisa, I'm sorry, jealousy has blinded my heart, and now I regret it, but at least I haven't lost it forever.
you--"
"...If everything could go back to the past, how I wish I could still have the most outstanding sister in the world."
"Sister..." Medisha sobbed: "You still have her..."
Tiamas gently wiped away her tears with her fingertips.
But she finally shook her head: "But I woke up too late, Medissa, there is no room to look back..."
"But why?" Medissa asked intermittently: "Wouldn't it be better to stay? No one will harm you. I will beg the lord to protect you."
"No reason," Tiamas stroked the long silver hair on the back of her head, "I don't need anyone's protection, Medissa, although he is indeed a good man..."
"But I chose to leave," she replied softly, "because I love you."
