The Melancholy of the Holy Maiden

The body shivered uncontrollably from the cold, and the little red-haired girl tremblingly grabbed the blonde woman's clothes: "Mommy, why did uncle's son come to beat us?"

When the blond woman heard the words, the cold expression on her face faded and turned into an extremely gentle smile. She reached out and stroked the top of her daughter's head: "Don't be afraid, uncle's son is playing a game with us."

lie.Liar liar liar, mommy is liar, liar.

The little girl didn't speak, and the hand holding the woman's clothes became tighter.

"Does Wei'er still remember how to activate the teleportation array?" asked the blond woman.

The little girl looked down at the tunnel secret door opened at her feet, and recalled the knowledge in the books. After a while, she nodded, her voice was so small that she could hardly hear it.

"……Remember."

"That's good. Wei'er, leave the palace after exiting this tunnel. There is a teleportation array outside the palace. Uncle and uncle's son don't even know it exists. Wei'er, use it."

The woman bent down and looked directly into the girl's fiery eyes, her tone was gentle and affectionate.

"Flee. Flee to the border, to another country."

"Aren't the brothers running away? And Mommy?" The little girl blinked.She wants to go with her mother.

"Brothers want to protect Wei'er with Mummy, so Wei'er will try to escape and not be caught." The woman smiled, her back blocked the door of this basement, blocking it tightly.

"This is a ghost hunting game. Weier is a little ghost. If Weier is caught, we lose the game, okay?"

The little girl wanted to ask a question with her hair tilted, but her small face was held by the woman, so she could only purse her lips: "Okay, Wei'er will try to escape, we will definitely win."

The blond woman kissed the little red-haired girl on the forehead and patted her back.

"Good. Let's go."

The little powder dumpling was gently picked up, and her legs stepped up the stairs of the secret passage. She wanted to look back at her mother, but she was slightly pushed from behind, and then, the dim light above her head disappeared.

The little red-haired girl stood on the stairs, pounding on the secret door above her head with her small fist: "MAM—"

The sound of calling came to an abrupt end because of the sound of swords intersecting from outside the two doors, and her keen sense of smell made her smell the smell of blood.

The little red-haired girl bit her lip desperately to keep herself from making a sound.

In a few seconds, she seemed to be awakened again, and ran towards the stairs and out of the secret passage with her short legs.

While running, she desperately endured herself, her pink lips were bitten and bleeding, her fingers also pinched into the palm and into the flesh, but she remained silent.

She holds the gun-shaped pendant hanging around her neck - this is her father - it is her birthday present from her father Wang at a family gathering on her birthday today - that serious and rigid father But in order to let her and her mother escape, she was besieged by men from her brothers, and was pierced through her body by a long-gun in front of her.

Her mind was empty, she seemed to think a lot, but she didn't seem to think about anything.

Accidentally fell to the ground, she got up and continued to run in the dark tunnel with only a touch of dry corners of her eyes.

And such a blank, running like an indefatigable pendulum, finally failed after seeing the red pony with wings.

"Little Fireball, hurry up, we, we, woo... Mommy, Daddy, brother..."

Tears fell down, and the little red-haired girl stood on the edge of the teleportation line and choked up. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand indiscriminately, but she didn't dare to cry loudly, but could only sob softly.

The little pony came over, licked her cheek, and pushed her into the teleportation array with his body. The long-awaited pony neighed shortly.

"You're right, let's run away first..."

The little girl fumbled to activate the magic circle, and in the magic light, she was teleported to a place close to the border with the little pony.

She knew that once she left, there would be no turning back.However, she is accompanied by a horse named Little Fireball. She is not panicked or desperate, but full of hope for the future.She's just... a little reluctant.

First, first of all, to survive.As long as you survive, there is still hope for everything.

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An incomprehensible state of affairs.

What I saw when I crawled out from under the horse's belly was just a tattered corpse of a horse.

The wings were ripped off, the horse's back was cut open, the horse's legs were broken, and even the blood was drained...

And these were not done by the knight sent by her uncle's son to arrest her.

It's people, it's subjects, it's the subjects that should belong to her father.

The displaced children concealed their identities and headed for another country. They strayed in the wrong direction and entered a village composed of exiled criminals. Unsuspectingly, they discovered their weakness and lack of confidence. .

After seeing her, seeing a lonely little girl in distress and a phantom breed that is very precious to look at, and confirming that there is no support behind her, I think that those people have thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Greed was burning in the eyes of the villagers, and they went crazy when a guy wearing a cloak pointed out words like unicorn lightly, and rushed to catch her and the little fireball.

The pendant on the little girl's neck turned into a pocket weapon. Riding on the same young horse, the young girl launched a charge and began to show the martial arts she had learned.

However, the villain who was exiled was not comparable to ordinary villagers, so she was teased like a cat catching a mouse, and finally hurting the other party brought about a merciless attack.

Until she fell off the horse and was firmly pressed down by the horse named Little Fireball, protected from harm by it.

Until... Amidst the screams of young children, the sudden burning flames burned everything into ashes.

She stood up in a daze, and pushed the horse's body, but the monster that would usually lick her palm affectionately didn't respond.

She looked around in a daze, and there was nothing, nothing but ashes, except the blood of her hand-raised companion flowing on the ground, empty, nothing.

Then, there was an accident.

"Well, Wei'er is good, it hurts, Mommy..."

The little girl rolled and fell to the ground. She covered her head, her face was pale and dripping with cold sweat.

Flame-like lines climbed up along the thin white skin, scorching heat radiated from the inside of the little girl's body, and tiny arcs of light flowed through her body.The lines buried in the blood and belonging to the gods buried in the body run amok because of the part beyond the processing capacity.

Can't understand, can't interpret.

The last creature that was dependent on her also disappeared, and the last creature that would support her to escape also died.Now, what the hell happened?

I don't want to understand, I don't want to understand.

Severe pain, the pain that climbed happily in the body; high temperature, as if it would burn the boarder to death; numbness, the uncontrollable thunder flashing...all of these made her unable to think about the current situation.

Just survive, just survive...

But what is she going to survive for?

The people who expected her to survive, the beasts who expected her to survive, and the motivation to support her to survive are all gone.

"Oh, look, my lord, there is a little girl here!"

In a trance, she gave up resisting, and her consciousness was like returning to her mother's warm embrace, and the unbearable pain was gradually relieving.

In front of her eyes was a piece of silvery white as bright as the Milky Way.The childish voice murmured the last thought before falling into darkness.

"So beautiful..."

The author has something to say: Lucy Ni: You praised me for being good-looking when we first met.

Bedwell: ...I'm not, I don't.