This is a country of steel and machinery.
A tin man in a black and white uniform and a sheriff's leather cap walked out of a high-rise building.
The tin man looks extremely handsome, but his skin is the color and texture of steel, reflecting the luster of metal in the sun.
The tin man raised his head as soon as he walked out of the building. There was a flash of red light in his eyes, and a dripping sound came from his ears: "I received a police order, the third princess of the Okaleg royal family has disappeared from the royal court's secret room. Please receive the police order. Sheriff , look for it immediately, police level, national alert."
"Sheriff No. 31, received a police order."
"There is also a message from the royal family. If you meet the third princess, please don't reply to her, and don't make her angry."
"clear."
The iron man, Sheriff No. 31, immediately entered the memory database stored in his mind after receiving the police order, and rummaged through the information of the third princess.
The last information I got was a yellowish photo of a little girl in a pink dress holding a puppy and smiling innocently.
The handwriting below the photo: "The third princess of the Okaleg royal family, Tasia. Dangerous level, Calamity level."
Sheriff No. 31's brain was short-circuited for a moment. The last catastrophe that the Kingdom of Heart encountered seemed to be a super earthquake that almost destroyed the king's city ten years ago.
Today, Princess Tasia, who looks harmless to humans and animals, is actually named a disaster class
Doubt flashed in Sheriff 31's eyes, but soon disappeared. As a steel doll, he was given very few emotional templates.
The sheriff looked around on the 31st and found that there were already many figures in the uniforms of the sheriff passing by in the sky. Obviously, this message had spread throughout the entire royal city.
Sheriff No. 31 thought for a while, and ran towards the place where there were fewer people, the location of Central Park.
His speed was extremely fast, like the wind, and he soon came to Central Park. However, surrounded by mechanical dolls, or residents of the principality, there is no shadow of the third princess.
At this time, a pipe popped up under Sheriff No. 31's leather boots, turning on the core energy in his body, and a large amount of airflow was released from the pipe, and he slowly ascended into the air along this airflow.
High in the sky, the head of Sheriff 31 made a 360-degree turn.
The scene of all the nearby areas was brought into his eyes.
There was nothing unusual. The only thing worth mentioning was that he found a man in a strange cloak by the small lake on the side of the park. From this man, he did not sense any citizen information.
Come to think of it, it should be a foreigner who smuggled into the country of the heart.
Normally, the sheriff would immediately come forward on the 31st to punish and imprison the stowaways, but now that there are more serious cases, the order of small cases such as sanctioning the stowaways will be pushed back.
However, it is a hassle after all. The sheriff on the 31st still looked at the man very carefully, preparing to record his general information and come to trace him later.
He found that the man in the cape was holding an oil paintbrush and drawing by the lake.
From a high altitude, the painting should be of the blue lake in front of him, and the steel building of the country of the heart behind the lake.
"Is it a painter? Well, the danger level can be lowered further." Sheriff No. 31 adjusted the danger level and the order level of the case in his heart, then turned around and flew towards the other side of the sky.
After Sheriff 31 flew away, the man painting by the lake raised his head and glanced at the sky, and a laugh escaped from his mouth.
"Big brother wearing a cloak, what are you laughing at?" At this moment, a girl in a azure blue petticoat with a puppy in her arms came out from the shadow of the grove on the lake bank. Her skin was porcelain white and translucent. , with the unique moisturizing and smooth feeling of teenagers, the cheeks are light pink, and there are a few small freckles, which looks innocent and cute.
The man who painted didn't look at the girl, didn't speak, just drew a beautiful curve around his lips.
Because of the hood, the girl couldn't see the man's face, and could only see the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was smiling.
The girl pursed her lips, lowered her head and said to the puppy, "Big brother ignores me, I'm angry!"
The little milk dog stumbled "Wow".
"Do you think I'm angry too?"
The little puppy continued to bark cheerily.
The girl put her hands on her hips and yelled at the man who was drawing, "You ignore me, I'm angry! If I'm angry, lightning will fall and strike you!"
As the girl's voice fell, the originally clear sky over the lakeshore suddenly had a dark cloud, as if there were electric snakes surging inside.
However, the dark clouds did not seem to give the girl face, and instead of falling thunder, they just floated away.
The girl said aggrieved: "I'm really angry this time, there will be a strong wind blowing you away!"
After that, a gust of wind blew from the shore of the lake, but the wind was not strong, it just blew the man's hood down. Only then did the girl see clearly the face of the man who painted.
However, he was an extremely handsome young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't seem to care about everything around him, but was recklessly indulging in the painting.
"Hey, look at me!"
Without getting a response, the girl stepped forward and walked to the youth's side, trying to push him.
However, when walking to the side, the girl was attracted by his paintings.
If Sheriff No. 31 is here, he will find that the beautiful and quiet lake scene in the painting he saw before is not right. Although the young man really painted the lake shore and the royal city buildings behind the lake shore, the painting is not peaceful.
The blue sky turned black and blood red, and countless demons with wings emerged from the vortex in the sky.
There is also a terrifying demon god descending from the vortex.
And below the whirlpool, is the King City of the Heart. But the king city in the painting did not have any calm and beautiful colors, it was full of war and blood, and even the mainland cracked a huge gap, and magma drilled out of the cracks and drowned the entire king city.
Looking at this scene, the girl couldn't help covering her mouth in surprise: "You are painting... What? Why is this happening?"
This time, the young man did not remain silent any longer, but turned back to the girl with a smile and said, "Don't you like the scene in the painting?"
The girl nodded blankly: "I don't like it."
"But, do you know how the scene in the painting came from?"
"how did it get here?"
The young man raised the corners of his lips, an unpredictable light flashed in his long and narrow eyebrows, and in a tone like a play, he said word by word: "Yes, you, made, made, yes, yo~"
"Me? How could it be me?" The girl shook her head and stepped back. For some unknown reason, she suddenly felt that the young man in front of her was a little scary.
"Mortals with heavy weapons will have such an end." The young man said with a smile: "Do I need to remind you? Ten years ago, there was an earthquake in the King City of Hearts."
The girl's pupils shrank, and she shook her head sharply: "What are you talking about, I don't know!"
The youth squinted his eyes: "Yes, the young and ignorant Princess Tasia, how can she remember what she did at the beginning~ However, after that, you were locked in the secret room and cannot leave. You should remember this."
The youth turned around and slowly took out a paintbrush from the pencil case.
Holding the paintbrush, the young man quickly made a few strokes at the end of the drawing paper. Then, he looked at the scene in the painting...
"The devil is coming, this is the thing I don't like the most." The young man seemed to remember something, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. After a while, he turned to look at the girl... Or the third royal family of Okaleg, the country of the heart who fled. Princess, Tasia.
"In order to prevent the devil from coming to the world, so the best way, do you know what it is?"
Tasia's eyes flashed with fear, and she slowly stepped back.
"That is, before everything happens, find a way to eliminate its source." The young man raised his beautiful lips, put away the painting tools with a smile, and walked towards Tasia step by step.
Tasia shook her head, "No... no."
Suddenly, Tasia seemed to think of something: "You, do you think I'm cute?"
The young man smiled noncommittally: "Cute."
"Yes, I'm so cute that my heart is about to melt!" Tasia also laughed, as if the sun and rain were swaying behind her.
But after a while, looking at the young man walking step by step, Tasia suddenly put away her smile and was stunned.
"You, you, how are you..." Tasia pointed at the young man, as if in disbelief.
"My heart has not melted, does it feel strange?" The young man walked over slowly, "I have been here for fifteen years to study you."
Tasia is only fifteen years old now, that is to say, the youth has been by her side since she was born.
"After all, you're dealing with something mysterious, so naturally you have to be careful. After my observation, 'it' should be controlled by your emotions, right? Now you understand? You can't control your emotions, but I You can control your emotions." The youth shrugged: "Your mood swings can't reach the level where 'it' melts my heart. So, goodbye."
The young man waved his hand gently, and Tasia's head slowly slipped down from her neck, and blood spurted out.
Fresh blood was sprayed on the drawing paper, and the previous scene of the devil descending was replaced by bright red. In the end, there was only a single empty blood color on the drawing paper, but the scene of the devil descending disappeared.
Looking at Tasia's head, the young man sighed and put his hand into her mouth.
After a while, from her mouth, the young man pulled out a mandible with a faint golden light.
A light flashed in the young man's eyes, and the information about the mandible appeared in his heart.
"Cloyd's emotion: All words with emotions, once they are uttered from the mouth, will be realized immediately. Note: Only negative effects can be realized."
This information is naturally summed up by him over the years, but this is the first time I have heard the name of this mysterious thing.
"Croyd's emotion, the upper limit can actually affect the world line of the demon god. Although this demon god is just an ordinary demon god, but... it should be able to reach that level, right?" a bit.
However, just as the youth was about to leave, the painting pocket behind him suddenly moved.
A painting flew out of thin air and unfolded slowly.
The painting is a blank black, but in the darkness, a light yellow flame suddenly appears slowly.
"Oh? Ye has taken that step too." The young man's face seemed to have emotion, "I don't know, according to the book of Kyle, whether it can stop the shadow of the devil..."
"The Book of Kyle is the twin mirror of Augustine, it is the same level of mystery, it should be correct."
When the young man said this, he flicked the pale yellow flame on the drawing paper lightly: "Go."
The voice fell, and the flame on the drawing paper disappeared.
After confirming that everything was correct, the young man picked up the painting tools, broke open the door to the void, and disappeared.
All that was left on the ground were the broken corpse, the broken head, a little puppy who was at a loss, and a blood-stained painting...
Later, the sheriff began to investigate Princess Tasia's death, but no suspects could be found. The only clue I found was the inscription in the corner of the drawing paper—
Feng.