"If there is such a human being, I can probably understand the meaning of the envoy of the gods." The biggest blue bird said in a serious tone, "Human, if you can understand it, it will be easy. Follow us honestly, the envoy wants to See you four." He didn't mean to answer Nemo's question.
"We need to discuss it." Nemo responded slightly embarrassedly. This kind of conversation experience is very strange, he is very sure that he is speaking the common language, but the blue birds undoubtedly understand his words.
"What to discuss?" Oliver released his grip on Nemo's wrist, sounding a little dazed.
"Their angels want to see us," Nemo translated dutifully.
"Eighty percent of it is Jesse Dylan." Oliver held his forehead, "... This is troublesome."
Nemo also had a headache, they weren't going to start a war. According to the current situation, the most sensible approach is to scout around the tribe, or even find an opportunity to sneak in, and run away immediately if something goes wrong—the last thing that should not include being watched and watched by all the members of the Blue Bird Tribe. He carefully glanced at the menacing blue birds with the corner of his eyes, and they didn't seem to be planning to accept any message related to the word "no".
"That's not bad." Ann said suddenly, not sure if Jade Bird could understand Common Tongue, she said very vaguely. "At least we can definitely get what we want, unless the man is going to kill us directly to help those birds sacrifice to the sky."
"That... Mr. Bird, can you tell me why the envoy wants to see us?" Nemo quickly asked dryly.
"You are honored guests." The biggest blue bird said bluntly, "Please rest assured, we will not hurt you. Unlike despicable humans, we will not sully the word 'fight'. But I hope you know that you have not refused. Rights - if we can, we don't want to force it."
Nemo quickly translated it back, but unfortunately everyone in the team was not a pure-blooded teenager, and the doubts did not dissipate much.
"Let's go with them first, since they've already got their eyes on us." Oliver sighed, "It's too early to have a conflict. In case the situation is really bad to that point... We can escape from the Laddists, to There is always a way.”
"Not bad, Oliver. You have begun to grasp the spirit of Heizhang." Ann's mood finally improved, and she tapped Oliver's shoulder with her fist.
Half of Nemo's mind was dazed by Jade Bird's strange language, and the other half was uneasy because of the unknown. But this was the end, and he had to squeeze out the part of courage from it. Adrian didn't raise any objections, and he didn't seem to be drifting. His calm confidence seemed unbreakable.
"I think so." After leaving the town that hated aliens, Grey Parrot regained some momentum. "Jesse has a decent taste, he..."
"He still calls himself an atheist." An snorted, "It looks pretty, but it's definitely a poisonous mushroom."
Nemo turned to look at the blue bird. Whether it was Baglmore's opening or Ann's speech about "atheists", the blue birds did not respond. They may not really understand Common Tongue.
"Is the discussion over?" Qingniao asked coldly when they saw that they were no longer speaking.
"We'll go with you." Nemo glanced at the bushes where Fritz was hiding and raised his voice slightly. "But what we brought with us..."
"You don't need these." Jade Bird replied immediately, "We only need four of you humans and one parrot."
The Fuller Goat was leisurely chewing the grass, uninterested in what was going on in front of him. The bushes trembled slightly.
"Okay, thank you for your invitation," Oliver exclaimed knowingly. "We have agreed to see the oracle. We can give up these treasures—please rest assured, we hope for peace from the bottom of our hearts."
"What is he yelling about?" Jade Bird turned to Nemo.
"He agrees and expresses his excitement," Nemo responded deeply.
The bluebirds didn't talk nonsense, they let out a loud chirping, their huge claws held their waists firmly, and plunged their heads into the sky. Compared to Merotti's clumsiness, their movements were discreet and graceful, and their sharp claws didn't even hook a single thread out of the fabric.
They soared in the sky, the wind blowing Nemo's eyes. The grey parrot's claws were clawing at his robe, and the whole bird lay flat on his shoulders. The bluebirds definitely did it on purpose - they tumbled every now and then, hovering over the green jungle. Soon Nemo lost his sense of direction. To be precise, he was about to lose consciousness.
Although they didn't confess their thoughts to Fritz, Fritz seemed like a smart guy. Hopefully the young hunter will see what Oliver means, instead of rushing back and throwing the draenei into chaos. Nemo dazedly prayed.
Fortunately, they did not dangle in the icy high altitude for too long, and with a rapid dive, they returned to the ground. During the descent, they seemed to pass through some illusion formation. For a split second, a warm water-like touch brushed across Nemo's face, and then the scene in front of him was completely different—it was no longer repeated to a boring corner of the forest. A strange towering giant tree grows in the middle of the clearing. Its leaves are not dense, and there are countless giant fruits hanging from its branches, a nest full of vines. There are many gates left on the trunk for passage. The bluebirds were resting on the sturdy branches, and many of them poked their heads out of their nests and looked at them curiously.
There is a huge tree hole where the giant tree meets the ground, and the edge of the tree hole is embedded with strange metal decorations. The rounded ore shimmered in the silvery metal. Rattan and thick moss covered the trunk, and white flowers hung from the edge of the rattan, which looked like stars from a distance.
The bluebirds released their claws. Only Adrian got down on one knee and landed decently, but this time even Ann fell to the ground.
"Oh, everyone, I haven't seen each other for almost a week." The expected frivolous voice sounded. Nemo staggered to his feet and looked up—Jesse Dylan had loose blonde hair and a very intricate choker around his neck. He got out of the tree hole and stretched. Compared with humans, he is more like the rumored elf in the forest at this moment.
He threw red berries into his mouth, and his voice was a little muffled: "How is your mission going? Please feel free, they don't understand Common."
Then he snapped his fingers. The fingertips drew dark golden traces in the air, and a group of strange words inside circles solidified in the air. The blue birds bowed their heads respectfully, and the big man stretched out his forelimbs and returned a string of similar text. Nemo couldn't understand the meaning of the words, which made him inexplicably relieved. But he always felt that the words were a little familiar... They were a bit like the handwriting in that fairy tale.
"You don't have to worry about our task. Besides, I'm very curious about your intentions." Oliver stood up and responded neither humble nor arrogant.
"It's very simple, the blue bird here is thinking about the official war with Vincent Town." Jesse muttered casually, "Isn't your mission in Vincent Town? We are also destined, just a kind reminder."
"I don't think our relationship is that good yet, and the way you reminded me was too rude."
"Where. I'm telling the little birds that you guys are destined to end this fucking situation - you'll never be treated badly. I could even take you straight to Pasototu."
Oliver took a step back and frowned: "We never mentioned that to you."
"And you said you were an atheist," Nemo added, "and now you're a tribal-identified oracle."
"God, you two are so cute. Such a snake will be eaten to the bone." Jessie smacked her lips, her tone full of perfunctory. "There are two words in this world, one is called 'intelligence' and the other is called 'lie', have you heard of it? I have my way. Alas, your vigilance makes my heart hurt, I just want to take care of the younger generation— "
"No, you need our help." Oliver made a quick judgment.
"… You're straight, but yes. I think you guys are more reliable than just grabbing two idiots out of Vincent Town."
"What do you want us to do?"
"Wouldn't it be better to go and see Pasototu first?" Jesse whispered.
"We may not agree to your request, we will not owe favors first." Oliver responded politely.
Jesse snorted and tapped his fingers on his chin.
"I just made an agreement with a certain lady two days ago, and she confessed everything to me." He smiled brightly, "After this is done, I can get a corpse full of mana in the Holy Land. You see, I am A pacifist, I prefer a fair deal to a direct hand or a steal. Too bad I can't do it alone - I have to be a messenger of God, a holy prophet. I can't do the dirty work myself."
"… Please speak directly."
"My lovely trade partner... She foresees endless death and stink. The Grace Bluebirds here are going to be extinct in the next few weeks, and she doesn't want to see that. Honestly, such a 'righteous' job. Better for you - try to stop this war, darlings."
"You're already an envoy, you can just tell them to stop." Nemo touched the goose bumps on his arm and suggested without any emotion.
"The power of the gods is not that great. Take a step back, who will stop the Vincent Town side?"
"You want us to stop a small-scale war?" An sullen and folded his arms. "It's interesting, you're not the type that seeks distance. It's just a corpse. I personally think it's easier to rob a tomb or just kill one, sea scorpion." Her last word was gritted teeth. extruded.
"Because it's fun!" Jesse spread her hands. "People don't live to have fun—I haven't seen such an interesting thing in years, and I won't forgive myself if I miss it."
"Sorry, Mr. Dylan. I don't think war is interesting, and I don't think my companions and I have the ability to prevent a war." Oliver hesitated for a moment, and then spoke with a very serious tone. “… Although I personally want to help, I can’t make promises on behalf of everyone that can’t be done.”
"No, you have that ability. I'll help you make up your mind." Jesse Dylan showed a meaningful smile, not malicious, but a little creepy. "Oh, don't have that expression, it has something to do with your mission - Pasototu is the only son of the tribal leader, the leader is going crazy, he wants to tear up Merlotti Delaney alive. You guys Are you going? Just give up on those poor young people? .
"You must have heard a few similar, wonderful human fairy tales - handsome princes turned into horrible monsters, lovely girls used true love to break evil spells. They even read them to children! Now human fairy tales have changed Became a fairy tale of the blue bird. The hapless Miss Delaney, it's just a simple role reversal, and it's all a nasty curse. Isn't that funny?"
Nemo suddenly felt a little cold. Even if the sun is just right, every corner of the forest is full of life. A chill rose from the soles of his feet, and snakes climbed up his back. "You mean..."
"There is no human being in Vincent Town, and there has never been one. Of course, except for outsiders... Merlotti Delaney is not alienated, she is just changing back to her original form."
,Wonderful!
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