In the wilderness, the breeze blows through the sea of white velvet grass. A witch in white stands among them and sings loudly. The melodious song is accompanied by the ripples of the wind and floats into the distance.
When the song ended, the miko slowly opened her eyes, and there was a slight clap of applause from behind.
"Sister Yi's singing voice is still so beautiful."
Two similarly dressed mikos walked slowly through the sea of waist-high grass.
They are witches of the four seasons from the south. Because they follow Lorraine Hill, their clothes tend to be oriental. The main body is white, and the collars are embroidered with different prints according to their belongings.
"You are here." Yi Huanbi turned his head and looked at the two witches of the four seasons who were slightly younger than him.
"Well, I just finished my work and went out for a walk while it was still dark. Unexpectedly, I bumped into Sister Yi." One of the witches with fire leaf prints on her sleeves said happily. She looked young and very...
It's lively.
"Actually, I heard the sound and was a little curious, so I came here. I don't know if it disturbed Senior Yi." Another witch with a light green wind leaf print on her sleeves was much more polite.
"No, actually there is no need to be so restrained." Yi Huanbi smiled slightly. Only then did he realize that this witch was actually still a young girl and was not as serious as she was on the battlefield.
"Let's sit down for a while. It's nice to see the sunset on the hillside here." Yi Huanbi took the two of them a few steps forward and sat on a hillside facing west.
The western territory is mostly hills and mountains, and the setting sun on the opposite side slowly sets towards the valleys between the mountains with its soft afterglow.
"Which song Sister Yi sang just now? I haven't heard it before." The witch from Fengye said.
"This song was not taught by Lord Luolan. I learned it from the locals here." Yi Huanbi told slowly.
Since the war between the Southern and Western Territories, many of them witches of the four seasons have also gone with the army. Some serve as battlefield support, some are responsible for logistics and comforting local residents, and some are responsible for treatment and dealing with injuries and other matters.
As a rare Sequence 7 Transcendent in the Southern Territory, Yi Huanbi is not only a powerful force on the battlefield, but also the chief of these witches in the army, like an eldest sister.
"It sounds great~" Another lively Fire Leaf Witch raised her little hand to express her opinion.
The other two people smiled and chatted for a while before talking about the origin of the song.
"It seems to be a local folk song. It was later adapted several times and became what it is now." Yi Huanbi smoothed his green and black hair and spoke slowly.
"At first it was a hymn dedicated to the gods, and later words were added to remember and record past events."
"The complete version of this song is actually very long. Not much is known about it now. Only the melody of the previous section is still hummed by people, and this is the section I sang."
"Oh, Sister Yi knows a lot." The lively witch said enviously.
"I just asked more people. If you want to get along well with the local residents, you must understand their past and customs. That's what Mr. Luolan said."
"Huh, Lord Luolan is too far away from me. Unlike Sister Yi, I can see him easily."
"Haha, come on, as long as you work hard, you will have a chance to meet Lord Luolan in the future. In fact, Her Highness is quite easy-going. It's hard to imagine her being angry." Yi Huanbi covered her mouth and said with a smile.
"Well, don't say it, I'm already very envious, damn it." The petite and lively fire leaf witch supported her head with her hands.
The three of them sat on the lawn under the setting sun, looking at the sunset on the horizon, talking slowly, and the topic slowly turned to this war.
"The battlefield is really cruel. I recently helped Sister Fulian take care of the patients. The injuries sustained by those soldiers made me feel so painful just looking at them."
"Yes."
Yi Huanbi also sighed softly. Unlike the two people around her, she faced the battlefield head-on and cast a large fire spell, watching the enemy turn to ashes in the flames.
Before setting foot on the battlefield, many witches had never killed anyone or been exposed to anything particularly cruel, but the battlefield environment quickly made them mature.
How many people would have to be reduced to ashes in her own flames before this huge war could be ended? She briefly fell into thoughts.
Before departure, although instructors had already provided guidance to them as witches to avoid falling into psychological guilt and uneasiness, the facts were far more impactful than the stories. Even if they knew that what they were doing was right, they would still feel guilty.
Somewhat uneasy.
Therefore, every evening, she would take a walk outside the camp alone to relieve her boredom.
"It hurts a lot, but I still have to keep moving forward."
She took off the flute from her waist, placed it in front of her lips, and started playing slowly.
Although he is in the empire of the Western Continent, Yi Huanbi still remembers the tunes he learned when he was a child. The flute teacher who taught him was a powerful musician and swordsman. Because he was recovering from his injuries, he lived in his home for a long time and also taught
He lost a lot of things.
It's a pity that she was too young at that time and forgot many things. Now she only remembers playing the flute.
If the phoenix does not sing, where can the shengxiao be played?
The swordsman teacher was a persistent man. He was angry about some phenomena in the dynasty. He once said that he would use the sword in his hand to kill all injustices in the world. However, he had neglected playing the flute and piano for a long time until he came to Yihuanbi.
When the family was recovering from their injuries, they slowly picked it up.
Although I don't live in the Eastern Continent now, many of the principles are the same.
The sound of the flute was melodious, and as the night fell, it also became more longing and melancholy. However, the player was not immersed in it all the time. Near the end, it still turned soft, showing his open-mindedness and comfort.
"Let's go, it's time to go back."
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In the Third Age, in July 1715, the smog-filled Titiania finally thawed, millions of residents trapped in this giant city gradually woke up, and then a war broke out in the sky.
The world marveled at the towering Titans, the flying scrolls, and the giant dragons that spewed frost. They trembled in the battle that covered the sky and the sun, and were afraid of this almost god-like battle.
Finally, the blue ringing wind and water crushed the flames and frost that filled the sky, and also cleared the shadows in the sky. Then 24 sages descended here, announcing the arrival of the era of mortals.
Witches and sages are no longer allowed to get involved in the empire's internal strife.
After that, under the cover of the roaring dragon-wing aircraft, the army in the southern border broke through the checkpoints and pushed the front to the hinterland of the western border, where the Salius family was located.
Under the towering white stone castle, flags of fairy trees fluttered in the wind, while the Griffin Duke guarding the isolated city stood on the city wall with a sword. In the sky, the last Griffin Knights flapped their wings and floated, watching the people below.
The army gradually advanced.
The leading knight was still so familiar. Jie Lann, who was holding a holy sword and riding an armored war horse, climbed the familiar stairs step by step, heading towards what he once thought would be the tall barrier in his life.
"Times have changed, Father."
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