When the red-haired people crowded the altar and got intimate with the flame birds, Xiao Ya didn't go to join in the fun.

The doctors were already eyeing the wounded running all over the place, and as soon as the dinner was over, the soldiers immediately escorted each bandaged man into the infirmary. Fortunately, the Flame Folk also knew the proportions and did not continue to mess around, and the medical team was able to get out of the state of hovering on the verge of going berserk.

Even the people of the flames, who were good at blooming on the waves, were honest, and Xiao Ye naturally did not dare to resist, and obediently followed the wounded brigade back to the infirmary.

There weren't that many doctors in the Valley of Flames, and the main force of the treatment was brought in from the town. The conscientious doctors checked the physical condition of the wounded one by one, and took the trouble to give them detailed advice, until the ears of the people were calloused—the vast majority of people's injuries were nothing more than bumps and burns, and as people who played with fire, of course they knew how to deal with it, and they didn't need to be told a thousand times!

Strangers who are not so skilled certainly can't go in and out of the left ear like the red-haired people, holding the long medical report while listening to the doctor talk about the tendon strain in the leg and the head impingement, only to think that he may have to spend hours on changing bandages and drugs in the next few days.

“…… Also, a tingling sensation in the head when using the ability is an 'overload' phenomenon, similar to muscle soreness after intense exercise. I recommend that you avoid using abilities for a week. ”

The doctor, who is over half a hundred years old, has a steady tone and a slow and leisurely speed, which is enough to create a hypnotic effect. Fortunately, Xiao Ye had been asleep for more than thirty hours in a row, so she didn't doze off in front of the doctor who was fed up, and immediately nodded in cooperation, "I'll pay attention." ”

"Although I also want you to minimize your movement in the next few days......" The doctor raised his eyes, and saw that the person opposite showed a look of wanting to speak and stopped, so he had to shake his head, "Forget it, you trainers are a little unable to sit still, when I didn't say it." ”

Speaking of this, the doctor, who was originally kind and kind-eyed, could almost go to cultivate Buddhism, raised one eyebrow, and his expression became a little angry.

The wounded couldn't refute this, so she tried to digress dryly—she planned to leave the Valley of Flames tomorrow, so as not to cause trouble for the already bald flames, and if she didn't move, she would have to rely on Charizard to carry her out.

Probably seeing that this purple hair had no other problems except "unable to sit still", at least not as careless as some red hair, the doctor did not nag any more, and left happily to look for the next wounded.

Xiao Ye got up to go to Yang Yu's house to pick up some things, and after spending three minutes at the door to finish tying her shoes with one hand, she looked at her left arm, which was held in place by the splint, and fell into deep thought.

She looked embarrassed with a few strips of gauze wrapped around her body, but most of them were flesh wounds that would heal quickly. Only the fracture of the left arm is more serious - in the words of the doctor, "not a single cell is broken, and it looks like a Pokémon with a magnifying move" - unless you go to the medical chamber for two days, it will take at least a week to remove the splint even if you take daily drugs to promote bone repair. So......

If she asked her fighting reckless Pokémon to help change the bandages, would she be strangled to death......

Recalling the countless experiences of being hit by the enthusiastic Charizard with a passionate mind and belly, Saya shuddered and decided not to think about this terrible thing yet.

At this moment, the people of the flames were still immersed in a celebratory atmosphere, and the Yang Yu family and the Yongzhen family were empty. After picking up her notepad, Sayo went straight out to find the patriarch of the Flame People.

She guessed that Mr. Ye, who was also an injured person, must have been stuffed back to his home by the doctor to rest instead of jumping around the square. As soon as she walked to the door of the patriarch's house, she was attracted by a foreign object in front of the door.

It was an ice-blue cone with an angular surface that reflected the light of the fire, and it looked like it was ......

An ice ridge?

Xiao Ye tentatively reached out and touched it, and was stunned when she felt the real chill. The Valley of Flames is a truly tropical region, and people are about to turn into water, so why is there no sign of this ice edge melting at all?

The passer-by saw that Xiao Ye had a blank look on his face, and explained casually, "That's Master Bingmi—oh, I mean the head of the Bingmi family." Leave it alone, it will evaporate in two days. ”

The head of the family, Sayyo, sliced through the image library of his memories, and reluctantly matched the name with the silver-haired man he had met at the Mihara National Library with his own air conditioning, "But why ......?"

"I don't understand. The Flame People seemed happy to talk about the gossip of their friendly neighbors, and one of them paused and said with great interest, "We're in the news with another volcanic eruption and a firebird." Yesterday at noon, the old man heard the news and rushed over, which helped us a lot. ”

Then he talked with the patriarch in the house for a while, and he didn't know whether it was a quarrel or something, and when he went out, he planted an icicle here. The third person who joined the topic patted the ice ridge with his hand, and was suddenly shivered by the cold, "I heard that the more intense the emotions of the people they see on the ice, the lower the temperature of the ice created." I saw that the ice had not melted for more than a day, and I guess I was very angry—I don't know what kind of bastard things our patriarch said. ”

Before Xiaoye could answer, a voice came from inside the hidden door, "I'm not going to tell you what bastard I'm talking about - so I can let my guests in?"

The tribesmen immediately giggled and scattered. Karma sighed and opened the door, as if mourning the loss of his majesty as a patriarch in front of the stranger, "Welcome, Saya-I guess you happened to be passing by?"

"Hmm. Xiao Ye nodded, took off her shoes and walked into the inner room with her karma, "I have something I want to talk to you about." ”

Long before the Battle of Mt. Aso, Saya decided to talk to the patriarch of the Flame People about the "past five hundred years ago" after the dust settled.

In the memories of the Flame People, five hundred years ago, they united with the Himi clan to fight against the clan named "Narumami" on Red Lotus Island, and it was in that battle that the god of Niwa who guarded them was wounded and fell asleep. However, the Chronicle clearly records that the Flame Bird suffered severe frostbite before falling asleep - from an unknown generation, the patriarch of the Flame People read this information in old ancient texts, and guessed that the three tribes were not allied five hundred years ago, and were hostile to each other. They tacitly kept silent to the clansmen and even the Bingjian family, and only informed a very small number of people in the clan of this secret, and quietly passed it on to this day.

It's just that, though not 100% sure of the truth, Saya feels that she might be able to offer another direction of speculation.

She opened her notepad and recounted the ins and outs of her investigation into the Eclipse Rebellion, and showed her the messages she had copied from obscure newspapers five hundred years ago.

The young patriarch's expression gradually changed from calm to consternation. His gaze paused on the line "The Flame People from the Southern Isles appeared on the battlefield with the Flame Birds, trying to mediate the battle", and he did not say a word for a long time.

"It's just a war report published by a little-known newspaper, and it's not necessarily completely true. Xiao Ye made a final explanation of the information she had provided, while looking at the look of karma, "But I suppose, at least as a reference?"

The patriarch frowned, as if some subversive clue had appeared in front of him, and he had to think hard to break free from that sense of nothingness.

"No, it's weird. Why are we ......?" he muttered softly, pausing in the middle of the process, and a sudden look appeared in his eyes.

When it comes to the internal affairs of the Flame People, Xiao Ye didn't get to the bottom of it, but just sat quietly on the sidelines. After Ye Zai's expression changed a few times, the topic suddenly changed, "Xiaoye, do you remember what I said before, the goal of our enemy?"

Xiao Ye nodded inexplicably, "You said, 'They want to take away the gods of the Flame People'. ”

"Yes. The young patriarch nodded, "Now I can say with certainty that they want to break more than just the bonds between Niwa-sama and the people, and even the human race—their motives are more vicious and thorough than this, and they must have been around longer than I thought. Perhaps there are many sacred beasts that were once revered as believers, and humans who believe in them, who have been included in the list of targets. ”

The stranger was shocked by the ominous meaning in the patriarch's words, and showed a look of disbelief, "What do you mean...... Break the relationship of trust between humans and divine beasts?"

"Or more. The patriarch of the Flame People replied simply.

Whether it is man or man, or man and God—the shadow is like a moth, eating away little by little the covenant that was once made in the light of a thousand years ago. Oaths, histories, bonds, everything is quietly disappearing, and sadly people don't even notice it.

But now he was aware of it.

Will this change the situation?

Will this change the world?

Karma shook his head, retracted his thoughts that had drifted too far, and said, "I'll check with Niwa-sama about the Eclipse Rebellion - it's just that it's been asleep for too long, and its memory is blurred, so I don't know if I can remember any details." ”

Looking at Xiao Ye, who nodded vigorously and quietly carried out the task of "approving but not interrupting", Ye couldn't help but laugh, "In order to thank you for the important information you brought, I will also tell you a piece of news." ”

"These are the first words that Niwa-sama conveyed to me after he regained his senses—" the young patriarch said clearly.

"'The time has come, go and find the seven temples'. ”

"...... the seven temples?"

"Hmm. Ye nodded and smiled, "Don't look at me with question marks on your face, I don't quite know what that means." But I've only seen the term 'seven temples' in one place—"

"Five hundred years ago, the people of the flames engraved a precept at the base of the Pillar of the Covenant. ”

It is better to see than to hear, and the pillar of the covenant is less than fifty meters away from the door of the house, and the industry simply takes the stranger who has become a question mark spirit to watch the real thing directly.

By this time the night was dark, and most of the energetic flame people had gone back to their houses to rest, except for the sparse excitement that the insomniacs were still wandering outside. As they walked along the road, they continued to talk about business, repeatedly scrutinizing the veracity of the brief news story from 500 years ago, and asking new questions as many as Kentero's hair from the details, completely forgetting the joyous atmosphere of the festival a few hours ago. It wasn't until they reached the altar that they suddenly stopped talking—

And the faces of the clansmen and gods who were sleeping in a ball were dull.

Seeing Xiao Ye's admiring gaze, Ye had nothing to say about it, so he had to remain silent.

Not to mention that Niwa-sama has slept for 500 years, why can he still fall asleep...... The body surface temperature of the flame bird is much higher than that of the flame chicken, so wouldn't it really make a joke about "the flame people were hospitalized due to heat stroke" after sleeping like this?

After looking at each other for a while, the two had no choice but to tiptoe around the clansmen who had slept on the ground and advance towards the central pillar of the covenant.

The flame bird did not sleep deeply, and woke up as soon as he stepped on the altar with a deliberately light footsteps. It looked up at the position of the moon, and then at the two of them wrapped in bandages, and looked very vividly disapproving.

Ye and his own gods didn't know what their eye contact was, and they stared at each other for a long time, and finally "said" that they would not press the two of them to sleep together in their fur. The patriarch, who had escaped the fate of heat stroke, breathed a sigh of relief and led Xiao Ye to the Pillar of the Covenant.

The crystal-clear pillars shimmered dimly under the torches, and bright spots seeped out of the large crack from the top down. Karma bent down and pointed to the bottom of the Pillar of the Covenant, two lines of notches that were much clearer than the others.

This is the precept left by our ancestors 500 years ago. The patriarch lowered his voice and said, "There are two sentences written on it. ”

"'Only those who know the truth can find their way to the seven temples – you must be the 'guardians' of history', and 'the original is the sea'. ”

The Flame Bird listened quietly to the conversation between the two, and didn't seem to intend to explain anything, only a light mixed with nostalgia flashed through his eyes.

At present, Saya is completely unable to comprehend the message brought by the god of Niwa and the meaning of the precepts engraved on the pillar of the covenant. But she vaguely felt its importance, and kept every word and sentence in her heart.

When the topic ended, they no longer disturbed the peaceful sleep of the fearless people suffering from heat stroke, and quietly left the central square.

"By the way, I almost forgot to remind you—" Before parting, Karma reached out and tapped the white cobblestone that was tied to Xiao Ye's wrist.

"The fluctuation of the power of the heart is the 'physiognomy' of our will, and each person's ripples are unique. The young patriarch said with a smile, "This kind of fluctuation is imperceptible to ordinary people, and can only be discerned by fellow users of the Mind Gem - so be careful when you want to hide your identity." ”

As he spoke, the scimitar hanging from his waist was flashing and reflecting the light of the torch. The fiery red cobblestone at the end of the hilt is full of incredible spirituality.

Xiao Ya once heard Xinghai say that the red heart of fire symbolizes "unyielding" - even if there is only a spark in the ashes, one day it will form a prairie fire again, and the tenacity that will never be extinguished.

She nodded in thanks, and bent her eyes at the patriarch standing in the light of the torches.

- Indeed, it's a good match for the Flame People.

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Small Theatre:

The red-haired people who slept all night leaning on Niwa-sama: We are people of flames with an unyielding will, and even if there are only ashes left, we can burn forest fires again, and we will never lose to heat stroke...... (stunned and falls to the ground)