"The snow burns and the dew jumps. The clouds shattered, and the fish ran. When I saw you, I cried and smiled......" Ilia sat on a velvet throne with a beautiful doll in her arms, humming contentedly. The doll's skin is as white as brocade, the folds of the skirt must have 24, not one more, the doll holds the bone china teacup in her hand, elegantly tilts her head to taste the invisible tea, and the feet under the skirt must also be placed in a proper manner, which is like a noble lady. However, the doll's glass eyes began to darken, and blood oozed from them from time to time - the little girl who had been made into a doll had been dead for three days and was beginning to rot.

"She's starting to stink!" When Illya noticed the strangeness of the puppet in her arms, she immediately threw it away in disgust and turned to call the guards, "Parson! Swap for a Kima for me! ”

Immediately, the maids picked up the dead bodies, and their bodies trembled slightly, just like the girls who were made into Kima. It's really a disappointment, I've tried so many of them, and none of them are the same as the original Kima. Ilea said to her favorites, "I heard they didn't find my Kima when they burned down that underground arena, but why do I keep dreaming that she's still there?" ”

"That's because she's not far from you, Your Highness." Parson's fat face was covered with oil and sweat, and there was flattery hidden in every fold, "Find a few more girls, maybe the craftsman can restore the real Kima for you!" ”

"Your Highness, this matter must not be done again!" The chief guard next to him couldn't hold back any longer, he looked at the body that had been dragged away, his face was sad, it was a girl under ten years old, she was brutally killed in order to make a doll for Iliya, her internal organs and brain were hollowed out, her eyes were replaced by glass, in order not to make the clothes on her body appear discordantly folded, the craftsmen sewed her skin together with the clothes, and in order to make her weight fit the thirteen-year-old Ilia to carry, they also took out her bones and separated the poor girl's bones. If Iliya's absurd behavior only happened to this one girl, the most terrifying thing is that there are already thirty such dolls under Parson's construction that have been made and abandoned, and this beautiful angelic little princess in front of her has spread her fear to thousands of households in Crescent City, every family with children is planning to move and flee, and the army and guards have to obey Iliya, at this moment, everyone lives in boundless fear, I don't know when this demon angel's next thought arises, Whose life will it take.

"Sethra?" Ilea looked back at the chief guard who saw the voice, full of surprise, this person who was so silent that it was almost air, looked a little imposing at the moment, "What do you want to say?" ”

"I want to say you can't go on like this," the chief guard fell to one knee, "the children in Crescent City are about to be killed by you, they are not chickens and ducklings, they are people!" If you want a doll, the city's master craftsmen can stuff pigskins or conjure one with magic to stop killing innocent children! ”

"Ordinary leather can't always make Kima look like it!" Ilia snorted, "And magic doesn't always last!" I should have killed all those useless craftsmen! ”

"Then kill it, my dear Highness, and do whatever you want." Parson threw a terrible smile at the princess with a shy round face, his little eyes buried in the folds of his eyelids, almost impossible to find, and the terrifying gaze radiating from those eyes could only be seen when no one was around, which were not normal people, only a madman would stare at someone so excitedly. "The Lord Guard is exaggerating, Crescent City is prosperous under your rule, Princess, and it is a great honor for those civilians to be able to sacrifice their children to please you!" Parson glared at Serthra, his beardless mouth twitching twice, his face showing a fierce light, "If you distract our lovely princess with these little things, I will ask your highness to put you in the sand scorpion nest for a dip, and listen to your screaming voice that is more beautiful than a nightingale!" ”

"Great idea!" Ilia clapped her hands, "It's been a long time since I've heard anyone scream. Tomorrow morning, Sethra, please walk into the scorpion nest by yourself, and I will enjoy your performance from the stands. ”

"Yes, Your Highness." Scared to death, Serthra nodded in agreement, this is Ilia's magic, she can make anyone do her bidding. But Sethra was not going to give up on this, he looked up at the person who had framed him, and smiled at the princess, "Princess, I would like to recommend to you the next specimen of the zuò doll. ”

"Oh? Who is it? Say it. ”

Serthra looked at Parson, whose face suddenly lost his smile, and he stepped back alertly, and was about to speak, but Serthra preemptively said, "It's Sir Parson's granddaughter, Miss Holley." "Even if I die, I will avenge myself first!

"No!" Parson exclaimed in horror, "No, please don't listen to his nonsense, Your Highness Princess, my granddaughter is only three years old this year, not old enough to make a doll." ”

"Three years old." Ilea smacked her lips, "Bring her to me, maybe I want to make a new doll for myself." ”

"No!" Parson held his big round head in both hands, "Please take back your order, Your Highness Princess, she is still a child!" ”

"All the dolls are children." Ilea shrugged, "There's no reason your granddaughter is exceptional. ”

"Yes, Sir Parson." The dying Sethra smiled resolutely, "Your idea is to ask the princess to use children to make zuò dolls, let your beloved granddaughter try it too, maybe Her Royal Highness the princess has fallen in love with your granddaughter, and will stop experimenting with other children in Crescent City, and use her life alone to save the children of the city, and you will become a great benefactor of Crescent City." Serthra laughed loudly and calmly.

"You heard him, go and bring your granddaughter." Ilia stepped down from the throne, "I'm tired of talking to you, bring my new friend in, I'm going to play with him." Parson shook and obediently withdrew, and two guards brought in a little boy.

"Good, they changed you into clothes that don't stink so much." Ilea looked at the boy, who was only eleven or twelve years old, and looked quite smart, his brown curls and big flashing eyes reminded the princess of the lemon she had seen in the hermit's village, and I don't know if he still remembered me. Illya's attention quickly turned to the question of leaving the boy alive: "You said you have a friend with wings, and I have sent someone to arrest him, now tell me what interesting games you all played." ”

"Catch, catch him?" The boy Maureen looked at Ilia in surprise, "But he didn't do anything bad." ”

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