The performance was in full swing. At this time, Claudius, the leader of the group, took out his whip. Just snapping his fingers caused the entire whip to burst into flames. As he waved the whip, the flames followed. All around his body danced and swirled.
The audience exclaimed and kept retreating, for fear that the flames would spread to them.
The flames jumped and rolled in mid-air, like a devil's dance in a chaotic and orderly manner, or like a terrifying python flying up and down in the air. The whip drives the flames to change shapes.
Finally, the leader rotated his arms and drew a circle in the air. The moment the flames separated from the whip, a half-person-high fire ring was created out of thin air.
The townspeople who didn't know the dividing line between magic and magic were all shocked by the tricks in front of them. They all stared at the circle formed by the fire with wide eyes and disbelief, listening to the leader Claudius shouting loudly.
"Place your bets! Guess whether these ugly monsters can pass through the ring of fire!"
The crowd rushed to place their bets, and the fresh performance made them temporarily forget the poverty of their families, and the scene was extremely lively.
People were crowding towards the leader with whatever they had in their hands, arguing, but none of them were the focus of Cesare's special attention.
In the noisy and crowded audience, Cesare seemed to see a pair of familiar red eyes. At first, I just thought I had lost my sight and rubbed my eyes with my hands. When I looked over there again, a dark raven spread its wings and jumped into the air from behind the crowd. Its body still looked majestic and majestic in the thick fog. , the feathers all over the body are shining with silver-blue light.
The audience was so focused on the wonderful performance that no one noticed that a raven was gliding over their heads, flying towards Cesare like a black arrow at an extremely fast speed.
Cesare remembered the raven; after all, birds with red eyes were not common. When he first entered the forest, it was this strange bird that reminded him of the monster's location in the abandoned town. After that, he never saw this big crow again, but why did it appear here again?
Seeing the raven flying towards her, Anya was as happy as meeting an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time. The girl naturally raised her arm and let the raven land on it. The cooperation between one person and one bird was as smooth as after long-term training. Anya touched it gently. The raven's beak said with a smile. "It's you again, handsome boy."
It was unclear how she could tell the gender of the raven, but the raven seemed to understand what Anya said and barked hoarsely a few times as if in response.
And Anya nodded. "So you have been following us? Thank you for bringing us here safely."
For Anya, Cesare was used to seeing strange things, but Polonius, the man standing on the chair next to him, was really shocked by what he saw. He wanted to get closer to see his body, but the rope was firmly fixed to the chair. I couldn't move my back even half an inch, so I was about to ask.
The raven on Anya's arm suddenly turned to look at him, stared into his eyes and shouted "Ah--", which frightened Polonius into swallowing the question that just came to his lips. Then the raven slapped him. He flew into the air again with his wings, passed over the head of Polonius and disappeared into the fog.
"Are you okay? Did you say something just now?" Cesare noticed the fright of the human stick. Indeed, with his physical condition, any bird could easily peck out his eyes and he didn't have any body. Parts can resist.
"It's okay..." Polonius, the human stick, calmed down. Only the panic in his heart could be seen from his rising and falling chest. "I just want to ask that dear lady, can you...can you communicate with birds?"
Although Cesare wanted to explain to him that most of Anya's behaviors were incomprehensible to normal people, but combined with his previous experiences and thinking of the raven and the cardinals, it was impossible to say that Anya really had such a talent. allow…
Remembering that he had indeed never asked about this matter in detail, he just regarded it as one of the logics of Anya's weird behavior. Now that someone else mentioned it, Cesare himself became a little curious.
Anya turned around to look at the two of them and answered without any hesitation. "Yeah, is that weird?"
"Weird? Of course it's strange, it can even be called a miracle!" Polonius, the human stick, had already recovered from the fright just now, and his mood gradually became excited. His spirit seemed really unstable, and he smiled uncontrollably. He looked like he knew some precious secret.
"I'm sorry for my rudeness. You should have guessed that if my inspiration for telling stories runs out, our leader will sink me into the river."
Polonius laughed awkwardly and glanced cautiously at the leader. "I don't know how long these days will last. If possible, can you tell me how you learned the language of birds? A good story inspiration can make the value of my life last longer, so please..."
The stories Anya told along the way were no less than those of this professional stickman, but unfortunately Cesare was the only audience, and she always ignored those nonsense stories.
Now there was someone who sincerely wanted to listen to the story. Anya suddenly became interested and covered her mouth and laughed twice. "Okay, I'm happy to share my story, but you have to sit tight, this story starts a long time ago..."
There was no need to remind him that the limbless Polonius could go nowhere but stay in his chair. The story Anya told next sounded as illusory as a fairy tale. Just like the fantasy experience she told Cesare before, it was unclear whether it was true or false.
The territory of the Lauryn family is in a mountain forest, and the family mansion stands on the top of the mountain.
It is rumored that Earl Lauryn and his wife gave birth to two children. The eldest son is handsome and always taken by his mother to various political and social venues. However, the younger daughter who is rumored to be as beautiful as a fairy is hidden deep in the house. Few people are lucky enough to meet them, but this is not because their parents imprisoned them...
On Anya Lauryn's sixth birthday, the little girl was already cute and beautiful. Her petite figure and playful fair face made the young Anya look so cute and lovable.
Her big eyes were as translucent as gems. Her bright red hair had not been tied up at that time and hung naturally on her shoulders. She looked like a little princess in her skirt.
It's a pity... the little princess's body seemed to have been cursed by a witch, and it was completely different from the way it looked when she was lively and active later. Even if there were no problems with her physical development, Anya could only manage with the help of servants until she was six years old. stand.
I searched everywhere for help from doctors and churches, but could never find the cause.
Anya rarely had the chance to leave the mansion, and it was even more impossible to play like a normal child, but the girl learned to be strong at a young age.
Even if she can only sit in the bedroom holding her teddy bear and looking out the window, she can face the world with a smile. Anya likes smiles, she likes to laugh happily, and she also likes the way others smile.
I remember that it was her sixth birthday. Her mother took her brother to the capital city of Feilengcui and had not yet returned. Only Count Lauryn was at home to celebrate her daughter's birthday.
My father's cooking skills were very poor and he couldn't even bake a piece of bread, but on that day he insisted on making a sumptuous dinner by himself without letting the servants help.
At least the result is... There are indeed a variety of ingredients, and the taste is very uniform, they all look like burnt leather boots.
In the end, the table was full of dishes that even the family dog was unwilling to smell, so they had to be thrown away. Instead, the butler and servants were asked to prepare a new dinner with not many ingredients left. Anya remembered this. It has been used as a joke to tease my father for a long time.
"Oh, by the way, I also prepared a gift for you, my dear." Laurian hugged Anya and let her daughter sit on his lap. He clapped his hands, and a servant came in respectfully, holding his hands Holding tonight’s birthday present.
It was a long sword with a white scabbard engraved with roses. It was also the sword Anya used to this day.
"Although this is not like a gift for a girl...but this sword is the treasure of our family. It was my favorite sword when I was young. It even saved my life several times. I believe it will bring good things to others." Good luck, I hope it will bless you with a speedy recovery dear... I hope you won’t be confused by this gift.”
Young Anya smiled and shook her head.
"Of course not, I love this gift and I love your dad."
Lauryn smiled and kissed her daughter's forehead gently, her eyes filled with happiness and full of heartache.
When it was time to go to bed at night, Lauryn took her daughter back to her room, said good night and blessings, and her father left. Little Anya sat on the bed and looked out the window, holding her stuffed bear in her arms.
She has been fantasizing about the outside world ever since she could remember, dreaming that one day she would be able to stand and walk like a normal person, go wherever she wanted to go, and see any scenery she wanted to see.
After thinking about it, little Anya suddenly saw a meteor streaking across the night sky and made a pious wish to the gods, wishing that her legs could be healed, and wishing that she could reach the end of the world in person, see the full picture of God's creation, and witness this with her own eyes. Every corner of the world.
My father once said that this is the Papal State, the place closest to God in the world. Any wish will be heard by God, but if you are too greedy in front of God, you will be punished accordingly.
But little Anya no longer cares so much. She is so eager for the outside world, as if an instinct is telling her all the time that she will never belong to the peace at her feet, and there will always be a more distant place calling her to go. .
Anya said that she still remembers clearly that the time just reached midnight that night, which was when the magic came.
