"Lavinia is just a legend." The mayor's expression was calm, but his pale face and the large beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed his emotions. "The past is over, and you know it doesn't make any sense." His hand slowly reached into his pocket, his fingers moved slightly, as if trying to draw a magic circle—the next moment they were entangled in tiny black shadows , can no longer operate.
Nemo put down his surgical hand, and then gently placed the ancient book on the white-painted dining table.
"We really just want to talk to you." He said sincerely, "Lavinia exists, she is still alive. To be honest, the attitude of Grace Bluebird is not good, we... "
"Of course I know the attitude of the blue bird." Seeing that the last means of asking for help was blocked, the mayor simply stopped delaying, "I don't want to fight them, but I can't control everyone! A fresh corpse of a blue bird, Do you know how much it's worth? I stopped... I stopped those children. But to them, the bluebirds are just monsters that attack villages and humans, and they are worth a lot."
"The Holy Code calls for the execution of those who fall in love with the Blue Bird." Adrian interjected in a low voice, "Mrs. Delaney mentioned it."
"In order to protect the majority!" the mayor snapped, "As long as one person completely changes back, then his relatives, lovers, and friends are at risk of being affected... It will spread like an infectious disease! If you really have a little conscience , look at the people on the outside - they are not the same as the first generation, they have no willpower to control their minds at all, they will probably never be human again. Our knowledge, language, skills, everything will be gone. I don't know your purpose what, but if it's a trial—"
He raised his voice: "I don't have anything to regret."
"I see." Adrian responded calmly, walking to the dining table and picking up the ancient book. "Then do you know the day of extermination predicted by Lavinia?"
"What extermination day?" The mayor's expression loosened for a moment, "There is no such statement."
"No more asking, Mr. Ramon." The former knight commander sighed. "The magic of the Blue Bird tribe has grown enough to protect themselves, and they no longer need the protection of these people. And these people... seem unwilling to return to a world where they are 'flawed'. Then there is only one possibility."
Immediately he raised his eyes: "Which hand moved first?"
"The person who killed us by mistake was over there first. That poor boy was just hunting the rock deer. And they thought he was a human who came to poach." The mayor gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, they don't need our protection anymore. Our mission is long overdue, and our children are free."
Nemo can probably guess the continuation of the story.
The brave bluebirds have successfully integrated into the human race, and they guard the tribe. It wasn't until decades or decades later that the clan managed to stabilize and no longer needed any protection from the outside.
Lavinia's plan was very successful.
After that, maybe some blue birds returned to their hometowns, and some... As far as the current situation is concerned, most of them are deaf and willing to continue to live as human beings. They may have real human friends, human lovers, and they become human.
There is no earth-shattering conspiracy, and no malicious means. They are just going on different paths, drifting further and further apart. Until that innocent hunter dies.
"We protected them, but they guarded us. It's good for both sides," said the mayor. "Now my townspeople are happy—they can visit relatives and friends in other towns on weekends without any worries. I don't want to worry about where someone is coveting their bodies. I don't want them to live in fear, is that wrong?"
"What about Merody Delaney's fears?" Nemo murmured.
"Which of the 'normal people' would fall in love with monsters of other races? They made the wrong choice, so naturally they have to bear the consequences."
"You didn't give them a choice."
"... It's my responsibility as a leader, and I need to judge what's 'right'! Only a small number of people need to be sacrificed to allow more people to live peacefully." The mayor's face and neck flushed again, and he used his sleeves Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he waved his hand in the direction of the picture frame on the wall. "Every generation. It's the right thing to do!"
"I can see that you are living comfortably and peacefully now." An wrinkled her nose, her tone full of irony. "The well-armed gentlemen outside are probably just posing to entertain the girls."
"I'll convince my son that it's none of your business. At worst it's just a small skirmish, and it's happened quite a few times in recent months. Trust me, no one wants a real war - young people with blood and knowledge When I saw the scene, I calmed down.”
After saying that, he raised his head, with the momentum of a warrior who was about to die: "I have nothing else to say, if you have other goals..."
"Father! I've made sure that it is—" a cry, still sullen, interrupted it all. Mr. Bull, who had just been on a rampage, rushed into the house, he was stunned for a few seconds, and his eyes swept over Oliver's hand on the hilt of the sword and the shadow that shook slightly between Nemo's fingers.
"Guards!" the bull-like young man roared crisply.
Ann rolled her eyes, and when lightning flashed, she simply broke through the window. Splashed glass and electric arcs pushed the soldiers in the courtyard back a few steps.
"Time to escape!" she shouted. "Come on, boys!"
Adrian leaned against the window frame and jumped out neatly. Oliver followed closely, and Nemo climbed the half-human-high window sill indecently. If it wasn't for his special physique, his palms would have been covered with glass balls long ago. One of the guards nearly grabbed his robes, and Nemo had to send him flying with a shadow.
"Don't go after it!" The mayor grabbed the holy scripture on the dining table and clasped it on his chest. He took a deep breath and gave clear instructions to the believers. "That swordsman's strength is too strong, don't push them too hastily."
"What's wrong with them?" the youth asked in an unpleasant mood.
"They knew about that... the thing I just told you today."
"Why don't you chase! In case they just run away—"
"The swordsman's strength is stronger than that of the Holy Codex, and it would be a death sentence to ask more people to go up. If they really leave, we can only be vigilant and pray to Lavinia—"
"Lavinia? Are you still treating me as a believer?" The young man's voice was full of pain all of a sudden, "She is just a false god you made up to control everyone's minds! I have been so firm in my belief over the years..."
He couldn't go on, his face was as pale as the ashes of firewood. When he spoke again, the mayor's son changed the subject.
"Father, I've confirmed that it is indeed the companion stone of the bone jade. We can use it to wipe out those stupid birds. If we sell a large number of blue bird corpses, even if the group of black seals advertises that Vincent Town is full of blue birds, it will not be. People will believe."
"I said, Teague, take that thing back! Don't mention it again. I'm telling you the truth to stop you, you should grow up, this position will be—"
"Now is a great opportunity, we have always known where the lair of those stupid things is!" The big young man roared irritably, interrupting the mayor's words. "Lavinia hates aliens, isn't that what you've been promoting? Why don't you understand! Kinds? They destroy our houses, kill livestock, take our people—what about kindreds? What good are the beasts doing to us?"
"We're already human," he continued, word by word. "I don't want to see friends suffering from loss anymore. Fritz is my friend, and the Delaneys are yours—since you know that In Merotti's case, they must have confessed to you. How did you look them in the eye? Their suffering is all due to your stubborn 'tradition'. I don't want that."
The youth clenched his fists: "This matter must come to an end."
The mayor blinked, suddenly feeling a little dizzy. The dark blue halo bound him, and the familiar living room in front of him was shaking, and a blurred ghost appeared. "Tiger, you..."
"You need to get some sleep, and when you get up, I'll take care of everything," Teague said coldly. "I'm not like you—I'll bring everyone a rich life without hidden dangers."
"They didn't chase after them." After the group ran all the way, An first slowed down. "The old man still has some eyesight and knows they can't beat Oliver."
"But I don't think he'll let us go that easily." Nemo gasped habitually. After two breaths, he found that his lungs didn't have the burning pain after running, and he calmed his breath awkwardly.
Oliver did not join the conversation, he took out the communication crystal without hesitation, and started to contact Jesse Dylan directly.
"How is it?" A pleasant but annoying voice came from the crystal, "Did you have fun?"
"Their mayor knows the truth." Oliver ignored him and went straight to the point. "But he has no plans to change his mind."
"Lavinia is a powerful priest anyway, don't you really think that her prophecy is on the same level as her sleep talk? You can change your destiny just by talking... Oh, have you read too many hero stories, baby? We—"
Oliver shivered at the trembling tail of the other party, and he tried to maintain his composure: "Where is your side?"
"Of course Paso Tallo wouldn't be stupid enough to tell the truth. Now they're going to declare war on Vincent Town again, and I guess he's going to put it down and make a separate identity for Miss Delaney." This time Jesse's answer was accompanied by chewing sounds, "Trust me, if those little birds knew the truth, their hatred would be even stronger. Of course you don't have to be too nervous, it's just a provocative group fight, these few They don't know how many times they rubbed against each other - well, the three who declared war this time happened to fly away, and it is estimated that they will be on your side in a short while."
"Why didn't you bring him to see Lavinia?" Nemo asked hastily. "She can persuade him, they can talk directly—"
"You think I haven't tried it?" Jesse scoffed. "He refused."
"why?!"
"Because Lavinia is 'impossible to wake up'."
"But she clearly—"
"Don't you think it's funny? No one can hear her cries, and they're so close together - they think she can't wake up, and they don't even want to follow me to the Holy Land to take a look. Those stubborn guys said they didn't want to disturb their loved ones. Bones, it's a pity I can't give them a surprise - no blue bird has died of natural causes recently."
Nemo opened his mouth, but failed to squeeze out a suitable answer. He sighed softly and stepped aside.
"Thank you for your information." Oliver simply terminated the call.
"What are your plans, Captain?" An yawned. "We're not some popular tourists now."
"Go and see." Oliver thought for a moment, "Nimo is right, I don't think they'll let us go so easily... But now they're doing nothing, I have a bad feeling."
"I'm a little concerned about something." Adrian said suddenly, and he adjusted the collar of the monk's uniform. "I want to go alone for a while, can I, Mr. Ramon?"
"I also think it's better for us to spread out." Ann took out the communication crystal from her pocket and shook it, "Bagmoru and I are going to visit Fritz - that guy is not bad, we have to pack our luggage. Take it back."
"Why me!" Bagelmore exclaimed in dissatisfaction.
"You can also go with Cross."
"I… can't I stay with the trash?" Grey parrot shrugged, clutching the fabric on Nemo's shoulders. Nemo froze and ripped apart its claws one by one.
"Our combat power can't be too concentrated, it's a bit of a waste to deal with ordinary townspeople." Ann said, "That's it! Cross went to find out what he cared about. Oliver and Nemo's strength is more than enough to deal with a militia, he The two are more suitable for peeking at the negotiations - and I, I care more about our belongings. Bagmoru, you are an important fighting force, and I can count on you."
The grey parrot spread its wings in high spirits and flew to Ann's shoulders. Ann turned her head, holding back her laughter, her expression a little distorted.
"Communication crystal contact." Oliver nodded. "... Everyone pay attention to safety."
The shadows of the three blue birds passed over their heads.
The negotiation site is not difficult to find, and the Blue Birds like to hover for a while before landing. Oliver and Nemo hid in the shadows, peeking out from where they had just escaped—the bluebirds landed in front of the mayor's house, and the broken glass and wood fragments in the courtyard had not even had time to clean up.
The mayor did not go out.
The mayor's son wears a white pointed hat, and his religious robe has no folds. He held his chest out, his mouth pursed tightly. A girl with the same numb expression stood beside him, her face was unnaturally sallow in contrast to the white robe.
The blue birds moved forward slowly, and the first one started to make gestures.
"Tomorrow at twelve o'clock, we will come to crusade. Your witch confuses our leader's bloodline, and you have to pay the price." The sallow-faced girl translated coldly.
"Oh." The mayor's son didn't respond. He closed his eyes and exhaled. Then wave your right hand.
The red light film that was exactly the same as they were then lit up, firmly wrapping the three blue birds. Before the blue birds could react, countless sharp spears stabbed in from the outside—two of them were poked into sieves, helplessly fluttering two pairs of wings, and slowly slid down the inner wall of the light film, blood dripping all over the ground.
They twitched, their dark eyes filled with hatred. The cyan fire ignited violently, and they burned their bodies to ashes. The gray-white powder was scattered on the ground like snowflakes, and was gradually dyed dark by blood.
The blue bird at the head was only hit by a spear. He opened his mouth and let out a roar of grief and indignation that cannot be heard in human ears - Nemo immediately covered his ears, and the melody was depressing and heartbreaking.
"Welcome to come and fight, the devil's messenger." Teague, the mayor's son, said coldly, "If possible, we hope to make a complete settlement with you... just translate it like this."
,Wonderful!
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