"You can't break it." She looked like she was about to cry. "Please, don't do this."
"I'm sorry." Uriel jumped down quickly, "I didn't know how much this tree meant to you. I won't touch it, so don't cry."
"Do you promise?"
"That's what I'm doing." He took a step toward her, but away from the tree trunk. The girl hesitated and stood still without running away. "Are you from the Four Leaf Leader?" Uriel said. He changed a few syllables of the common language. Although the language of the nobles and the common people was the same, the difference could be heard as soon as they spoke. The church needed children to recite hymns, so they were taught sacred texts and the words of superior men, and were forbidden to speak evil words. It's like a thousand years ago.
The kind words unique to southern China effectively soothed the girl's spirit. "Yes, sir." She gradually calmed down, "We are from Yotsuba City."
"This is definitely not Yotsuye Castle." The girl did not answer. careful. Never rush things. "Is that your sister? She looks like she could easily... be in danger. You guys are too young to be running around."
The girl glanced at the canopy of trees behind him. "We're getting ready to go home."
"your selves?"
"I can take care of Ruth," the girl retorted uneasily. In front of Uriel, these words were not very convincing.
"Her name is Ruth? Miss, can I call her that?"
"We are not young ladies." She blushed, "How do I call you, sir?"
"Uriel." It finally worked. The kid was too vigilant and always wanted to slip away. "I guess you know I have a question I want to ask."
"Oh." The girl looked at the well. Her sister gave up chasing the poor dog and ran towards the shade of the tree, hand and foot. Now the apprentice finally realized that something was wrong with her.
"You don't belong here, do you?" Uriel pulled Ruth away before she approached the well to prevent her from losing her footing. "Ruth?" The girl grabbed him fearlessly, and the apprentice raised his arms so that she could giggle and swing on them.
The other girl looked at them in surprise. Uriel paid attention to her expression and immediately kept his distance once she showed displeasure. Unexpectedly, she took a step closer. "you--"
The loud bang drowned out all sounds, and dust poured down like a summer storm. A puff of smoke rose from the tall canopy of the ash trees—smoke first, then fire, the fire growing in the wind and spreading to the roof where he had been standing. Curled leaves and burnt branches poured down in the smoke. Uriel picked up the two girls and jumped to the side at the moment of the loud noise. His movements were as light as plucking a bunch of grapes from the top of a tree. The girls screamed and fell to the ground, only covered in dust.
"It seems this tree can see us." Uriel muttered. He turned his head, "What happened here?"
"I don't know! This is not our dream." Ruth sat on the ground blankly, but her little sister began to cry. "I can't go back!"
Dream? "We have to leave here temporarily." Uriel saw the fire spreading, the ash tree making a beeping and peeling sound, and about to fall in the flames. He pulled the two little girls back to the exit of the alley, but immediately stopped.
The street was full of people running away, two carriages blocked the corner passage, and flames burned on both sides. A group of cavalry were charging back and forth in the middle of the road. They were wearing simple leather armor and mail armor, but the spears in their hands were iron weapons, and they were stained red with blood. The men pursued the fleeing men, taking their time. A crab seller is decapitated and a trooper picks through her cart. Three men on horseback teased a man. He first fought left and right, and finally knelt down and begged for mercy while being surrounded, and took out all his money. A spear pierced his back. Most of the cavalry were hacking away at the natives, not dismounting, prodding the bodies with their lances, looking for those who were dying or pretending to be dead. As they swept through the streets, the archers fired rockets, setting fire to piles of corpses and straw roofs. The flames sprang up, but not as quickly as in the ash canopy.
The war broke out without warning. During this time no one noticed Uriel or the two girls he had with him, and he could not risk putting them in harm's way by trying to stop the massacre. Uriel pressed their faces into his arms and watched helplessly as the flames gradually connected together, reflecting half of the sky as orange as the sunset.
He carried them to the collapsed pool. At least there were no corpses everywhere. The apprentice then sat Ruth down on a stone and grabbed the other girl's shoulders. "Where is this place? Who are they fighting with? Tell me." Uriel didn't know how ugly her face was, but she was indeed frightened by him. "Don't be afraid, they're beating themselves up, you're safe."
"This is a dream." She gasped for a moment, "I'm here to find my sister... She is in this dream and can't wake up." The apprentice felt her grabbing his arm in turn. "I don't know how the fight started! I'm sorry, I didn't know! Help us! Please... it wasn't originally like this..." she started crying.
God. Uriel found that none of his problems had been solved, and he had to comfort the little girl first. "Don't cry." Ruth also ran over nervously, she turned out to be her sister. The apprentice quickly asked the two sisters to hug each other in order to ease his sister's mood. Sure enough, after realizing that it was a giggling Ruth who was comforting her, the girl quickly wiped away her tears.
Can't stimulate her. "Care to tell me your name, miss?"
"Kitarian," she answered in a low voice, "Kitarian Ringot."
"Then I call you Hitarian." Uriel patted her shoulder, "Khitarian, these people can't see us, right?"
"right."
"Not even for a moment? Not even detection magic?"
"No." Hitarian twisted his curly red hair, "We do not belong to this dream, so all lives in the dream regard us as non-existent." The apprentice thought of the stray dog being chased by Ruth. Wandering around in the clearing, paying no attention to her. Ruth soon became bored. "But we could be affected by...other things."
"I understand." People can't see it but they can be affected by the material. This proves that they do exist here at this moment. What kind of dream can be so distinct? Needless to say for Ruth, Hitarian was a little girl after all, and her words were mostly excuses someone told her. "Since this is a dream, how are you going to wake up?"
"Ruth can't wake up, this isn't her dream, she's trapped here. I got in using magic, through the tree."
"Now it's just char. Is there any other way?" Uriel glanced at Ruth. The beautiful girl was biting her nails intently. He decided to put his questions about her to a later date.
"I don't know. The Lord asked me to find the ash tree so that I could return to reality. But I only found one." Hitarian cried, "Now I am trapped here too, right?"
"No. Miss Ringott, you just need to find another ash tree." What do I need to find? Damn it, he didn't even know how he got here. Obviously, not everyone can make it through the exit. Ruth Ringot is trapped here, and although she has no idea and is having a good time... Uriel must return to reality, if this is really a dream. He couldn't help but recall how he felt when he stopped on that tree, hoping to find something.
"I searched all over the city," Hitarian said, "and there was really only one."
The apprentice came to his senses. "Then we'll look for him outside the city."
"...I've never been out." This suggestion made her flinch.
"The battlefield is indeed dangerous." Even without the cavalry discovering them, a boulder or a carriage could create insurmountable obstacles for the two girls. Maybe the archers wouldn't target them specifically, but the stray arrows were still deadly. Will the hurt in the dream come true? This is not "spiritual vision", Uriel is not sure. Better not to try it anyway. "But the danger will not affect you, Hitarian, I assure you."
She sniffed. "Are you the night watchman?"
City defense cavalry patrolling at night? What does this have to do with them? "No." Uriel was keenly aware that they had different understandings of this term. Vetoing couldn't give her a sense of security, so he had to find another way. "Do you know the Cross Knights of Gaia? They will protect children like you..."
Hitarian stared at him in disbelief.
Uriel could say no more. Could it be that this child was hurt by the church just like Manet? He had racked his brains in the hope of weakening the credibility of the Gaia Church, but now he suddenly discovered that this goal was not far away. "...But I might also sell you." He coughed. "Of course, not all clergy are like this, but you'd better be careful. If false believers invade the temple of the goddess, they will be punished."
His arm sank and was grabbed by Ruth. "Sister." Hitarian couldn't stop her and couldn't help but frown in distress.
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