(110) The Survivor (Yuffie Stanmitz, I)
In the wild and irascible environment of the Far Eastern Wastelands, there is still a fragile order. A delicate balance of several cycles of magic creates a relatively harsh nature in a few areas – meaning milder days, less cold nights, and even the occasional oasis. Each of these areas attracts the tenacious creatures who live in the wilderness, including underground-dwelling rats and snakes, birds of prey soaring through the sky, wild beasts that can endure hunger and thirst for a long time, and humans.
These 'habitable' areas are naturally not permanent. No one knows when the balance of magic will be shattered, but if it happens, everything it brings—water, food, and home—will cease to exist. The human settlements in the wasteland had to constantly explore new 'equilibriums', and then, when necessary, move to another dwelling. This is a dangerous task, as the explorer is not only vulnerable to falling halfway through the long journey, but is also likely to die from the attack of the 'demonic creatures' who have taken it over earlier when they discover a new oasis.
After all, in this wasteland, humans and beasts are both hunters and prey.
Those monsters that are powerful enough to adapt to the chaotic magical environment are the true overlords of the Far East—such as the eight-tailed spirit fox named Qingyan. They have established a relationship with the settlements of the wasteland similar to that of hundreds of years ago: humans become their vassals and servants, and they give them little protection and resources.
Unfortunately, most of the kinder youkai have joined the Alliance; The 'wild' youkai left in the wasteland are deprived of their original territory and status by the Innis Empire, and they usually don't have much of a good face for those 'remnants' who are also humans.
It's just the pride of being a youkai that makes them stubbornly intend to take revenge on the 'messengers' of the Empire, and don't want to use humans as a punching bag.
This is the story that Yuffie heard from the woman who used to be a 'guide' when he went to tell them that it belonged to the remnants of the Yanwu tribe. She and Lin held hands gently, and the women of the Yanwu tribe were on her other side. All three of them had the secret skills of protecting the environment and speeding up their journey, and according to her calculations, it was enough to reach the target location before sunset today.
And it is also mentioned in that story that within the current Yanwu tribe, there is no consensus on the future.
When the Great Qi fell decades ago, the young people who hated the invaders rejected the willow branches extended by the empire. They struggle to survive in the wilderness of the Far East, looking forward to the day when the empire will twilight. However, decades have passed, and the empire shows no signs of decline, and those young people with strong blood have grown old.
"In the current clan, the prestige of the first generation of remnants is still there, and the second generation of remnants can more or less understand the persistence of their parents...... It's like me. The woman smiled wearily, and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "But our younger, our children, are growing dissatisfied with the hardships of the wasteland. There were even those who abandoned their old parents and elders, defected from their clans, and threw themselves into the arms of the empire. ”
"Because I don't see any hope for hard work." Lin commented softly, holding her hand a little tighter, "What about the others?" ”
The eyes of the women of the Yanwu tribe lit up with a little brilliance. "They believe in Her Highness Shui Yun and believe that her efforts will be our last light." She pressed her right hand to her heart, as if trying to convince herself, "As long as the empire is no longer strong, with the help of Lord Qingyan, we will have a chance to reclaim our homeland." Then, His Highness Shui Yun will also come back, and like His Highness Shui Zheng, he will lead us to live...... Yes, yes. ”
Yuffie listened to the woman's narration and Lynn's occasional interjection, but her mind turned to other places.
She had made Lynn believe in Anya before, and naturally it wasn't all based on intuition. She knew Anya's hopes and goals, and she also understood the contradiction that the Yanwu tribe had always had: all the land on this continent that was currently suitable for human habitation was under the rule of Inis - and that colossal country was the unforgettable enemy of the Yanwu tribe who destroyed the Qi country.
On the other hand, she was well aware of how unreliable Shui Yun's 'plan' really was. After a 'chance encounter' with Yunyue, she and Lin roughly guessed where the true "power" of the Innis Empire came from. Even if the empire suffered some losses in this incident, the chances of the Yan Wu clan achieving their long-cherished wish were still negligible.
But she couldn't blame the other party. As stupid or self-defeating as it may seem, there is also a human splendor in it—like Sean Tempur, Elena Joyue, the former Brigade, and ...... Anya like that.
Wind and sand rolled past my ears, obscuring the faint conversation. The girl turned her face, met Lynn's gaze, and nodded slightly. She is familiar with her friend's temperament, and she doesn't need any words to understand the other party's expectations.
She never wants to change the world, she just wants to protect the important people around her. But that doesn't mean that the 'heroes' are wrong—not to mention that among those who are called 'heroes' are her teachers and friends. Because of this, she can somewhat understand Shui Yun's persistence, and she also has some sighs and sympathy. As for Wei Feng, she believed that the other party would be able to find the way to go, whenever and wherever he could.
Between the confrontation between two vast kingdoms, their strength is still insufficient; And the current investigation appointment is more like the emperor doing it on a random basis. The old man, who is the Right Prime Minister and the "Dark King", may have some kind of expectation for the two, but his purpose and motives are still a mystery to Yuffe.
However, now that you have accepted the mission, you should try to do it as perfectly as possible - preferably by surprise. This was her dignity as a disciple of Vanka Correns and a good witch.
The surrounding environment is constantly changing from one harsh climate to another. The storm, which was supposed to last several days, calmed down here for only a dozen minutes, and it was not long before it blew again; The salon rolls, large and small, are like funnels that go straight into the sky, swirling and rolling through the field of vision from time to time; On two other occasions, dazzling lightning fell from the sky without warning, nearly hitting a few people who were close at hand.
In an instant, however, all the restlessness of the magic subsided. The storm raged just a few meters away, separated by an invisible wall; The air, which was still incredibly hot in the evening, returned to normal temperatures. Yuffie squinted and saw a little emerald green floating at the end of the horizon.
"Our home is there." The women of the Yanwu tribe glanced at her, with some hesitation in their eyes, but they still spoke, "Please...... Don't use spells here. We...... Again, never, never do. ”