Covered by the moonlight, even his vision seemed to be clearer. Ed lifted his head from the pool of blood and rested it on the ruined wall.
He saw thunderous roars flashing through the red sand-colored clouds, and the twelve rapid-fire cannons of the armed airship instantly obliterated the falling figures of the two giant wolves.
As the crystallization of technology and industry, the Sky Fortress continued to pour out artillery fire. Even the filthy sheep-headed monster spliced with flesh and limbs quickly turned into powder in front of this powerful firepower projection.
Is it finally over...?
No, there is one more thing that remains unresolved.
Ed turned his head, and the scarlet moonlight, which radiated chaotic light from the gaps in the clouds, shone on that young and frail body like a magnifying glass, casting a huge, deep and long reflection.
The curse was twisting in her body, and there were crystal tears in her blood-red eyes, shining like the bright red disk in the sky.
"Brother Edgar, what should I do...?" Little Quinn asked with a cry, "I want to eat you, but then I will lose a friend. I don't want to lose a friend, but I am really hungry. .”
"It's okay, I know you've worked hard."
Ed stretched out his broken left palm with only four fingers left, and gently wiped the tears on her cheeks with the back of his hand:
"... Let me tell you a little secret. In fact, I will not really die. We will still become friends again after this."
"I hate myself so much. Why can't I be like everyone else?"
Ed took out a broken rose from his coat with his left hand. It had been crushed to pieces by the scuffle and turned into scattered petals scattered in his palm.
"Look, Quinn, this is the flower you gave me before. Can you try and find two identical petals?"
Quinn picked at Ed's palm with her sharp, plush palms. An inexplicable wind blew in, disturbing her hair, and the petals turned into a shower of flowers.
"You see, everyone is unique, Quinn. You're just like everyone else in that way."
Quinn's red eyes stared at the petals dancing in the moonlight, stunned:
"But they don't grow weird fur and claws and fangs," she murmured.
"Whether we grow claws and fangs is not something we can choose, but we can choose what to do with our claws and fangs. I suddenly remembered a story, do you want to listen?"
"Yeah." Quinn nodded and sat down next to him.
"I think most of the stories you hear are from a long time ago. But this story happened many years later -"
"In a city where it often rains, there lives a cat. Most cats have four legs, but this cat only has three legs - two left legs and one right leg."
"Did someone lame it?" she asked.
"That's not true. It was born with three legs, neither two nor four. Even it doesn't know why. Maybe it's because walking on three legs is cool. In short, it has already been used to it. That’s it.”
"One day, the three-legged cat got lost in a deep well, so it walked and walked until it came to a small room at the bottom of the well. It was very dark in the room and it couldn't see anything clearly. But in fact, it didn't know that... There was a little monster hiding in the room, and he was a bad guy, so he killed the cat."
"Oh my god..." Quinn exclaimed a little.
"Luckily, cats have nine lives. So miraculously, it came back to life, but remembered nothing. A group of kind crows rescued it from the well and gave it a place to live. There , it met a new partner - a collared hound."
"But don't crows live in trees? Cats can climb trees, but how can dogs live with crows? And won't cats and dogs fight if they live together?"
"They built a small nest for the dog under the tree. Although the cat and the dog did not get along very happily at first, they gradually adapted to each other's presence."
"The dog is a little different. As long as the moon becomes full in the sky, it will turn into a very fierce wolf. The crows were very troubled by this, so they put a magic collar on the dog. As long as the collar is worn all the time , it won’t turn into a wolf.”
"Sounds a bit like me, but why can't I find a collar like this?"
"One day, the cat was captured by an old wolf outside. Just when it thought it was about to lose another life, the dog rescued it, and finally the two of them worked together to drive away the old wolf. So, the cat and Dogs become friends.”
Ed looked up at the sky. Amidst the dull sound of the story, the blood moon gradually disappeared into the gaps in the clouds, and the night sky became silent again.
"After that, they experienced a lot of things. They found a lost painting together, stopped a fire together, and celebrated their birthdays together - it might be a little boring. Do you want to continue listening?"
Quinn nodded.
…
When the sea monster arrived at the scene, Quinn was already asleep with her head on Ed's left shoulder.
"Oh my God, Ed...are you okay?" Seeing Ed's injuries, he took a breath.
"Shh, don't wake the child."
Ed, who was in a pool of blood, made a gesture with his only remaining index finger, and then said:
"I'm fine. Let's send the child back to her room first. She should be very tired."
The sea monster took out a roll of bandages to stop the bleeding, and hugged Quinn with both hands. Ed reluctantly followed behind with a cane, and the two of them walked in tandem.
"Can you believe it? In such a dangerous situation, everyone is alive and well. Although Bai Ya was a little injured, his injury is still stable. Rowan should be here soon..."
There was also a claw mark hanging on his neck, but it was just a flesh wound.
"Sounds like a happy ending," Ed said.
"Yeah, it's incredibly perfect, like...like..." The sea monster carefully thought about the right words.
"It's like a sad old movie with a new ending."
"Yes, that's what I mean. It's so thrilling, who dares to believe it? It happened to be that telegram, and it happened to be tonight..."
The sea monster laid Quinn gently on her bed and covered her with the sheets.
"Can you still walk? The director seems to want to have a chat with you."
"I have no problem." Ed said, "Then I'll go down first and I'll leave it to you, Quinn."
"Ed..." Quinn called in a dreamy voice just before he walked out of the room.
"Say, I'm here." He stopped and turned around.
"What about the last one?"
"What?"
"At the end of that story, every story I heard before has an ending. The story you told should also have an ending, right?"
"Well...actually I haven't thought about it yet."
Ed straightened the sheets for her with a smile.
"Well, if we meet again one day, I will tell you the ending of the story."
