Chapter 22: The Elven Tea Party

The night in Ikonatney prison was a long one. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 Info In a place that almost no one paid attention to before, two groups of people came this night, the first of which brought in a few prisoners, one of whom was locked up in the basement. After sending the officers and soldiers away, not long after the prison warden lay down, when the day was just dawning, another group of uninvited guests came to the door.

It's still the Janissaries of the "Tower", but it's not the same as the people before it. They took Alex Sandra's hand and ordered the warden to sentence the prisoners he had just been held in, much to the warden's embarrassment.

"Are you in a hurry to kill just after you were caught?" The warden asked tentatively.

The other party said impatiently: "You can do what you want, what are you doing with so much nonsense?" ”

Although there have been no prisoners in Ikonatny Prison for a long time, as the prison director, the general process of law enforcement is still known. But in Egrim, the captain of the Praetorian Guard does have some power of life and death, and behind Ikonatny Prison, in the clearing in front of the forest, there is indeed a gallows used in the canon of punishment, which is so logical.

Coming to the door of the basement floor again, the warden swallowed a mouthful of spit, he would never have thought that just half an hour ago, Xuanyu had opened this door. The warden and the accompanying guards shuddered at the black hole-like passage, and the prison director clearly remembered that he had indeed closed the gate a few hours before leaving. Is it a jailbreak?! But that's too fast!

Lucia lay motionless in her cell for hours, and she had no strength left. The "rumbling" sound and tremor from the ground disappeared at some point, and as her consciousness gradually became clearer, the sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near.

With a "bang", the cell door opened.

After hearing the prison warden's "Thank goodness, it's still there", Lucia felt like she had been lifted out and saved? She was obviously naΓ―ve. Back on the ground, Lucia gulped down the fresh air, and it was already dawn, the foliage of the forest was swaying, and the breeze was gentle, and it was a paradise compared to the dimly lit dungeon!

But heaven is about to turn into hell, and Lucia realizes this when she is tied to the gallows and says her final goodbye to the five members of the wolf. Grab it in a hurry, kill it in a hurry. Lucia didn't know how the royal family could be like this, the only thing she knew was that she was implicated, although she didn't have the strength, she still shouted words of defense, but there were neither judges nor judges here, there was only a dead atmosphere and the gloomy face of the executor. Is it just a mess to die?

After reciting the incantation a thousand times, it didn't work, after the "baptism" of the "soul destroyer", she was just an ordinary girl, in this strange country, there were no friends, and no one would come to rescue. Wait, where's Rod? Isn't it said that it is very moral? Even if he doesn't come to save me, don't you care about his partner? Although she had to hope for Rhodes as a last straw, Lucia was disappointed.

Where this kind of bird doesn't, don't say that Rod can't find it, even if he finds it, how can he save so many people with his own strength? Besides, now that the death penalty is obviously carried out in secret, there is no magistrate, no verdict, and there is not even an audience, who can know that in a country so far away from home, his life will end in such a muddle? Thinking of this, Lucia lowered her head in despair, she wanted to cry, but the tears just couldn't flow.

Who would have thought that instead of her tears pouring down, there would be a heavy rain, which would come menacingly and without warning. All the officers and soldiers and the prison warden had no time to dodge, and they were drenched in soup in an instant, and before the curse could be spoken, the rain suddenly stopped, and they looked up at the sky, just like just now, and there was no cloud.

Lucia, who was tied to the gallows, was not spared, and it was a great irony that she had to be drenched in the rain before she died, and Lucia closed her eyes, and the rain slid down her red hair and fell to the ground. The falling crystal water droplets quickly accumulated into a pool, forming a seven-colored mirror image, in which Xuanyu drank the tea in the teacup.

Half an hour ago, a hundred steps away from the prison gate, Xuanyu, who was hidden in the forest, glanced at the guys who were at a loss because the prison door was not closed, turned his head, and continued to drink his tea. After all, in this kind of place, it is rare for someone to invite tea to drink, and besides, this tea is still the best in the fairy world.

By this time the sky was already dark, and the faint light of the morning sun flowed between the thick and straight trunks and the vigorous branches. The ends of the branches and leaves sparkled with stars, whether it was the magic of the elves or the refraction of the morning dew. Whether it was a dew-stained leaf or a stone, the first faint rays of sunlight shone with a silvery glow. In the light smoke, the black and white silhouette under the tree is from dark to shallow, it is a round tea table, two people sit opposite each other, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, refreshing.

"Speaking of good tea, among the Three Realms, you must count the most fragrant cooked by Yeratylos." Xuanyu took a sip, put the teacup back in its place, and looked up at the master of tea cooking.

Being praised by Xuanyu like this, Yeratylos was not polite, but just smiled bitterly and said: "Although the tea is a good tea, it is a pity that it has not been cooked for a long time." If I hadn't seen the deceased today, I'm afraid that hundreds of years later, no one would still remember this method of cooking tea, and even the fragrance of tea would have dissipated with the torrent of time. ”

Xuanyu's eyes were wandering, he saw that the old friend in front of him was dignified, he shook his head, and said with a smile: "The last time I saw you, you were still heroic, why are you so depressed now?" If it weren't for you and I who would have known each other for a long time, who would have believed that you, Jeratylos, were the prince of the elven kingdom? ”

The words "Prince of the Elven Kingdom" pierced Yeratylos's heart deeply, and he subconsciously pulled the long silver-white hair that poured on his chest like a waterfall, sighed, and then smiled bitterly: "What are you mentioning the country that has long ceased to exist?" It's ...... you," he slowly poured the tea from the pot into Xuanyu's cup, "how can you take care of human affairs?" ”

Xuanyu understood that he was referring to Lucia, and raised the teacup again, his gaze stretched beyond the forest, in front of the strange gate, where the humans were still busy, not knowing what to do.

After another sip of tea, he smiled indifferently: "I just think humans are very interesting." ”

Jeratylos' head turned in the direction of the prison door, and the past passed through his silver-white pupils, and his heart was overturned. The pointed ears characteristic of the goblin trembled slightly, and a drop of rain fell.

Xuanyu knows that since ancient times, rain has come with the tears of goblins. Jeratylos didn't cry, but his mood fluctuated at this time. Xuanyu didn't speak, and at this time, he didn't want to bother.

Heavy rain poured down. There was an uproar inside and outside the forest, and the human disturbances mixed with the sighs of the goblins were all wiped out by the majestic rain. Xuanyu and Jeratylos remained motionless, and in the holy light curtain, they still drank tea and meditated, and this rain could neither wet their clothes nor ruin their tea party.

In the memory of Jeratylos, there was also such a rain, which rained for three hundred years. Finally stayed up until the day when the rain passed, and what he saw was not the spring breeze after the rain, not the clear water on a sunny day, not the smiling face of the Yiren, but the blood-stained forests and canyons, the blood-colored streams, and the wailing all over the mountains, he thought he was used to it, but when he closed his eyes, he remembered it vividly, and his brows were tightly twisted together.

"Time can strip away all sorrow, pain, and at the same time take away joy and happiness. Therefore, in the face of time, there is no luck or misfortune, and there is no emotion that can never be let go. You've lived here for a long time, why haven't you understood yet? ”

Xuanyu's words brought Jeratylos's thoughts back to reality, and he let out a long sigh as he swept away the rain, "yes, I've been here for a long time......

A smile returned to Yeratylos' face, and he looked at Xuanyu, "Remember?" You saved me back then, and your wish to repay you has never been fulfilled. Besides, you've been in a state of flux, and I'm trapped here. ”

"Back then, it was also easy, there was no meaning of good or evil, so naturally there was no bondage, and words like retribution, don't say it again." Xuanyu made Yeratylos laugh with a few words of understatement, and the heavy rain also came to an abrupt end in this laughter.

"I know your character, you never take the initiative to participate, and besides, it's such a meaningless war." After a pause for a few seconds, Jeratylos said, "So, it's easy to save her?" ”

This is the laughing point of Yeratylus, and even Xuanyu himself feels that such a statement is not convincing. But the connection between this Jeratylos did not understand, and he did not want to say.

Seeing that Xuanyu didn't say anything, Jeratylos continued: "I know that you have the ability to go back and forth between the Three Realms, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you much, but, you see, ......" Jeratylos said, raising a hand, and pointed to a corner of the forest with his slender fingers.

It was a man in a cloak, leaning against a tree and secretly watching the prison door, the heavy rain just now had obviously drenched him into a soup, but he had no intention of turning back, and his eyes were staring straight at it. Xuanyu's eyes swept over him, and finally stopped at the golden mask on his face, and then the corners of his mouth rose: "I see. ”

Jeratylos also saw something, but he and Xuanyu tacitly agreed: "The little girl you want to save was originally locked up in the basement, but now they have brought her up, just as you and I want." You just said that human beings are interesting, so I'll help you have fun, how about that? ”

Xuanyu was noncommittal, and he drank the remaining tea from the teacup.

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