(111) Expectations (Anya, III)
She walked along the mossy rocky ground. There was no chill in the cave, and a gentle wind blew in from all directions, making the air almost as fresh as outside. The ramp descended slowly, quickly completely isolating the noise of the outside world, leaving only the soft and steady footsteps of the girl.
Anya wasn't scared at allβnot because Elder Xi was waiting outside. The scenery in front of me is inexplicably familiar, as if it were ...... When have I ever been here, and more than once. She tried to search for her memories, but found nothing.
The cave was winding and winding, and the large and small forks of the road continued to unfold in front of her. She instinctively chooses the direction she is heading, and sometimes she comes to a dead end or a dark river, and has to go back the way she came. Fortunately, the scenery ahead was never repeated, proving that she had not lost her way.
There is no sun or starlight underground, so time is not very important. She took two breaks on the way, ate some biscuits she had brought with her, and filled her water bag with a clear spring. After another half hour or so, around a slightly familiar corner, the scene that Lynn had described was unfolded in front of her.
It was a large oval cavern that could barely be seen to the other end. The mist filled every corner of the cavern, scattering a faint light, but it did not obscure the view at all. Anya extinguished the light source in her hand, and vaguely saw someone sitting against the wall in the deepest part of the cave.
She walked towards it. However, the clouds converged in front of her, outlining a seemingly young pure white figure.
"Who are you, the new youkai in the village?" The white girl floated in the air, looking curiously into her eyes, "There's nothing fun here, go back quickly!" β
Anya shook her head slightly.
"I'm human." She said, "You're a ghost, aren't you?" β
The girl nodded.
"I came here to look for Ahsan from Lily of the Valley Village, and Qingluo said you know where he is."
"Ahsan is here. But...... He was resting and didn't want anyone to disturb him. The girl stared at her intently, "So, I won't let you pass." β
It wasn't the answer she wanted, but it was vaguely expected. It seems that the "Dream Spirit" in front of him does know something. Anya tried to keep her voice soft, "Why did he choose to rest here...... And not in the village? β
"I don't know." You'er shook her head and said, "He often rests here, since before I was born. β
The youkai in front of her is still in its infancy, but Anya isn't sure how long it will take for the Dream Spirit to actually grow. This means that 'Asan' may have stayed here for a long time, even before he became a member of the village of Lily of the Valley.
In my memory, the 'demon kings' of the past tried to find the source of those 'help's, but found nothing. Maybe the other party has been living in this deep cavern, alone...... Until I met Qingluo more than 50 years ago.
"You seem to ...... I'm worried about him. The white girl suddenly spoke, "You're a friend of Ahsan?" β
She almost forgot that the youkai in front of her could sense the emotions of the outside worldβand even be affected by them. Anya hurriedly took a few deep breaths to calm her mood a little.
"Maybe......" she bowed her head, as if talking to herself, "I've never seen him before, but...... He should, have helped meβ"
"It's okay." A warm voice said, "You're here, that's fine." β
Anya raised her head, just in time to meet the pair of emerald eyes. Just one glance, as if something controlled her mind, made her barely able to look away.
He was not an Inil, indeed. No Inil has long green or such slender and graceful ears. In the same way, she had never seen such an unforgettable look. The man's gaze was a mixture of sadness and tenderness, as well as a longing that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, as if it had been precipitated for hundreds of years, until this moment now.
"Ahsan...... Mr. She swallowed hard enough to speak, "Is that you?" β
The young man looked at her tenderly, as if there was an extremely rare treasure in his eyes, "That's right, Anya. β
"It's you...... Helped me, and the previous ...... Every demon king? β
The corners of Ahsan's mouth slowly raised, and it was the most touching smile Anya had ever seen, "Yes." β
"And you...... It was the one who first integrated the demon clan and established the alliance. β
"That's right." The young man nodded without hesitation, "You remember, Anya." His voice softened, "What do you need me to do this time?" β
So far, most of her goals have been achieved this time. Intuition told the girl that as long as she spoke now, no matter what she asked, the man in front of her would agree. However, she pressed her chest lightly and exhaled, burying that intention in her heart.
There must be a reason why Ahsan's attitude towards her is so special. It may be worthless curiosity about her ideals - but Anya doesn't want to accept ...... in this situation Or, "take advantage of" the kindness of the man in front of you.
"Ahsan." She whispered, "Can you answer me a few questions?" β
The man looked at her silently, and the meaning in his eyes was clear: everything was as she wanted. So she lowered her head, avoiding those two gentle gazes, so that her heart could settle down for a while.
"Why did you form the alliance...... What is it? β
"Her wish is to make this Big 6 a place where any intelligent creature can live in peace." Ahsan's voice seemed very close, but also very distant, "The empire has protected the human race, so what I need to do is to give the monsters a place to stay." β
It sounded like her wish, Anya thought to herself. But what the man mentioned in his words was obviously another person. She suppressed the strange thought that popped into her mouth and asked another prepared question.
"You...... You've been keeping an eye on me, haven't you? The girl felt her heart beat fast, "Can you tell me why?" β
A moment of silence. The man seemed to take a few steps closer and stood less than two feet away from her. She raised her head slightly, staring at his chest, imagining what it would be like to look on that handsome face.
"I think you know, Anya." There seemed to be infinite anticipation and tolerance in his voice, "You must know. β
But she couldn't think of anything. The girl looked around, looking for some clue she could use. She saw You'er looking at Ahsan and herself not far away, her round eyes full of questions; The walls of the cave were smooth, unlike what she had seen on the road - there was nothing unusual about the magic here, and the only remaining possibility was that someone had done it.
The girl's gaze moved along the rock wall. Something stood quietly at the end of the cave, not like a natural product. She took a breath and ran briskly over there.
As the distance closed, she could see that it was a rectangular stone tablet. It is about three feet tall and one and a half feet wide, and is made of white granite with a pale blue pattern, solid and plain. Something was carved on one side of the stele, and she crouched down to try to read it, but it was a language she had never learned.
The sound of soft footsteps stopped not far behind him. Anya didn't look back, she didn't want to see the other person's disappointed or sad face. She took another step forward, reaching out and gently stroking the unreadable words.
There was a cold, hard touch on his hands. It was as if something was agitating inside the stele, in sync with her heartbeat.
Anya closed her eyes once more, trying to read the stele with her mind, not her sight.
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