"Actually, you don't have to accompany me here." Echo was walking by the Chishui River, and the snow under his feet made a creaking sound.
"The city is not safe, this is not a border town," Tie Axe walked behind her, keeping a distance of two steps, "and Your Highness has instructed that if you leave the castle and there are no other witches around you, I should protect you your safety."
"I didn't tell him if I knew it earlier," she sighed, "Besides, you don't need to use honorifics to me."
"In my heart, you will always be the patriarch of the Aosha clan, Lord Drow Silver Moon."
When the word Aosha was mentioned, Huiyin fell silent. Although Tie Axe couldn't see her expression, he could feel the other person's mood was a little down. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start. Shut your mouth and follow her slowly.
Compared with the Chishui River that winds in the wild, this tributary is almost in a straight line after entering the city, and the embankments on both sides are paved with bricks and stones, flat and neat. Every dozens of steps, there will be a staircase leading to the river, probably for people to fetch water.
Today's snow is not too big. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians can be encountered on the road. Whether it is a man or a woman, they will look at the echo in surprise. Obviously, Lord Yinyue's tall figure and light brown skin are really special. The long blue-gray hair was particularly eye-catching. In the interior of Greycastle, it was rare to see pure-blooded sand people.
"Let's go to the other side," Echo clearly didn't like to be looked at like that.
"Yes."
After finding an arch bridge, the two carefully crossed the frozen bridge deck and came to the east side of the fortress. There are few houses in sight here, and the farmland is covered with snow, and it is flat at a glance. The blue city wall in the distance is visible in the snow, forming a sharp contrast with the western district.
"Iron sand city has never seen such a scene." Echo said with emotion, "Before I left the extreme south, I thought the whole continent was the same, except for sand, it was sand, and water and oasis must be fought with life. resources. But here, no one will bleed for the Chishui River, just squat down when they want to drink water.”
"But they will bleed for other things," Iron Axe said solemnly. "Golden dragons, gems, honor, status... There is no way to escape the fight."
"Really... But Nightingale told me that she believes that His Highness can stop the conflict," she raised her head and looked at the gray sky, "Whether it's the sand people or the mainland kingdom, whether it's ordinary people or witches, they can all enjoy resources equally. , a free life."
"This... I don't know," Tie Axe hesitated for a moment. He really couldn't imagine how everyone would throw away the barriers and live together. Even someone like His Royal Highness who has mastered the power of gods, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to do so. Can conquer all enemies, but can he make the enemy willingly accept his rule? No matter what means His Highness uses, the seeds of hatred have been planted in the process of conquest.
"Do you want to go back to Iron Sand City?" Echo asked suddenly.
"No, Lord Yinyue," Tie Axe came back to his senses and replied without hesitation, "I have sworn to the three gods that I will always serve as the master of His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon and open up new territories for him. You can rest assured that since he promised to avenge you, he will definitely do it in the future. When you return to Iron Sand City, no one will dare to disrespect you again.”
"But I don't want to be the head of the Osha clan anymore," she whispered, "I like to stay in a place where the trees are evergreen, to be with Wendy and Nightingale, and to have His Highness teach me songs. I hope that one day I can go back and have a look, but I don't want to live in the desert and fight for water."
Even so, you are still the only successor of the Aosha clan in my mind. Iron Axe did not say what was in his heart, but lowered his head and said, "No one can force you."
The two crossed the white fields and walked to an open area. Echo stopped, "Just practice here, it shouldn't disturb others."
Iron Axe knew that the other party's ability was to make all kinds of sounds, and she usually practiced in the back garden of the small town castle. This time, in order to avoid disturbing the important meeting between His Royal Highness the Prince and the nobles, she came here to display her ability.
He nodded and took two steps back, "I'll be on guard for you."
"By the way, I made a song for my hometown," Echo turned around, "Would you like to hear it?"
"Song?" Iron Axe was slightly taken aback.
"Well, I used the arrangement method taught by His Highness to mix the sounds of various instruments together to make the tune more layered." Speaking of this, Echo's expression was obviously much more relaxed, "I tried it and found that it turned out that one How can a song be so good, the addition of each timbre will give it a completely different feeling, and I don’t know where His Highness learned about these methods. When I was sold to the capital, I never heard any aristocrat talk about it. Pass."
"His Royal Highness Roland is different." He is the darling of the gods, Iron Axe thought.
"Yeah... No one has ever treated witches as sincerely as he did," Echo echoed deeply, "but the name Your Highness gave to those hybrids is so weird, it's like matching completely unrelated things together. , such as electronic music, agricultural heavy metal," she smiled and shook her head, "I guess only he can come up with such a name."
Before Iron Axe could answer, the song had already started.
When the mixed music flowed into his ears, he immediately froze in place. What an incredible tune it was, like sand brushing across an oasis, and like orange fire jumping from the ground.
At that moment, Iron Axe felt that he had returned to the desert land lit by the scorching sun. Is this... an illusion? He lowered his head, only to find that the snow had disappeared. I don't know when, he was in an oasis, looking out, the scorching sand covered the whole field of vision. The woman in front had her eyes slightly closed, her singing echoed in the blue sky, her feet stood in a piece of shallow water, the ripples slowly opened, and the beauty was suffocating.
walking between sand and dust
Follow the trail of the oasis
Your footprints are left in the sand
Qingquan shows your figure
One day, the oasis will become the new desert
And new oases will grow in the desert
but the only constant
the legend about you
someday
I will follow your footprints
find your face
before dawn
The silent moment
…
When the singing gradually dissipated, the iron axe returned to the long song fortress where the snow fell. Everything was like an illusion, as if nothing had happened. He couldn't help swallowing, and opened his palm, a transparent gravel in the palm of his hand was glistening. (.)