dedicated to violets

By the time we reached Fryer, it was broad daylight and a thin layer of fog had formed.

In the reflection of the stream, he found himself haggard, perhaps because he had been tense in recent days and stayed up all night.Wei Li didn't want to go back to his hometown in this state, so he took a nap under the tree to make his face look better before continuing on his way.

From a distance, he could smell a strong fragrance of flowers.

Riding through the woods, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Boundless pansies rushed towards the face, the blooming flowers swayed in the wind, and the petals flew up to the sky. The Fryer Forest in the distance was quiet and silent, covered with a layer of fog, which made it difficult to see clearly.

In the sea of ​​flowers, the huts where the townspeople live are scattered, and only the roofs can be seen.

The snowy owl hovered in the sky, making a high-pitched cry, and Viri suddenly came back to his senses. He looked at the all-too-familiar forest in the distance, and his heart was pounding.

"I'm back," he said.

The snowy owl fluttered its wings, and the sky was overcast with dark clouds.

Viri rode his horse, along the path among the flower fields, and ran towards the forest, the resting place of Ignas.

Pansies flew into the sky one after another, the joys, sorrows and joys of the past 30 years had long been forgotten, and the torrent of time whizzed past him.The lead clouds parted, revealing the arse-colored sky, and the pansies withered quickly, and new flowers emerged from the soil quickly, blooming in just a few seconds.

The forest in my memory became clearer and clearer, and the fog receded.

The wind from both sides brushed past him, bringing the familiar burnt smell.When there were still a hundred meters away from the forest, Wei Li suddenly stopped and got off his horse.

The path winds into fields of flowers and eventually disappears into the forest.

Viri held the piano case and looked around. The pansies planted in the flower field were swaying in the wind. There was a two-story building in the distance. The walls were painted in a warm yellow color, and there were large pieces of graffiti on the walls. There are varieties, and the lines are very immature.Viri withdrew his gaze and turned his gaze to the forest.

Willie froze for a moment, then shook his head childishly to wake himself up.

The snowy owl circled a few times in the air, and then landed on Viri's shoulder.

"Don't fly around," Viri patted its feathers as usual, and told him patiently, "Stay on my shoulder all the time, don't run around."

He paused, then asked again: "Are you sure your master is in Fryer?"

Snowy Owl tilted her head in confusion, as if she didn't understand what Viri was talking about.

Willie stared at the snowy owl, the golden eyes of this silly bird were full of blankness.He sighed helplessly, and had a rough estimate in his heart—I'm afraid the snowy owl could talk, and there was something else hidden.

He looked at the forest, the forest was verdant in the sky and the sea of ​​purple flowers.He led the horse until he walked to the edge of the forest.The wind blows through the forest, bringing fresh grassy scents.The time interval was too long, and he didn't know how many new trees there were.

The flower field behind him was vast and boundless, and in the empty world, it seemed that he was the only one left with a bird on his shoulder.

Willie tied the horse to a tree and made a simple mark with a straw knot.

"Let's go," he said to himself.

He carried the piano case and strode into the forest.

……

"I got you," someone said.

There was a clear and crisp child's laughter, and Wei Li hid in the bushes, looking up, a pair of beautiful purple eyes looked at him with a smile.

Willie put his hands on his knees and said in surprise, "Why do you know I'm here?"

"Veri likes to hide in the forest the most." The silver-haired kid grabbed his hand and yanked him out of the bushes. "Is it because you brought me home here?"

Viri crawled around in the forest for a while, his hair was disheveled, and a few withered leaves were stuck randomly on his head, even his neat and white shirt turned gray.

Ignas looked at his appearance with a serious expression.

Willie moved his feet uneasily, lowered his head, and asked guiltily, "What are you looking at?"

"There is something dirty." Ignas held his face, his thumb slid across his cheek, "Look, there is dust, I wiped it for you."

He held out his thumb, and it was indeed somewhat dirty.

"Did the others find it?" Viri let Ignas hold his hand, led him to push aside the branches, and walked out of the forest.The Fryer Forest in spring is full of flowers. It just rained last night. There are mushrooms growing on the trees, and the round canopies look thick and soft.

"They've gone home for dinner." Ignace took his hand and strode forward. They stepped on the dead branches and leaves on the grass, making a creaking sound.

Cuckoos sing in the forest, squirrels run deftly over the branches, hares stick their heads out of holes, and the whole forest is full of vitality.

Viri looked around with great interest, his eyes were almost not enough, and his pace unconsciously slowed down.

"What?" Ignace turned around.

Wei Li said blankly: "I want to pick mushrooms, and I want to drink your stewed mushroom soup. I haven't eaten it for a long time." He is still too young, less than ten years old. Play.

Ignace held his hand, and the warmth came from the palm continuously.

He smiled and said: "But there is no basket, go back and get the basket and change your clothes before coming back, okay?"

Seeing Ignas' pretty smile, Viri nodded involuntarily and agreed, "Okay."

He always thought Ignace was very good-looking, the best-looking person he had ever seen.The silver hair is soft and beautiful, like silver, sparkling.The eyes are also beautiful, a magnificent purple, like gorgeous amethyst.In short, there was nothing unsightly about Ignas.

They finally came out of the forest, and a sea of ​​flowers rushed towards them. Not far away stood a small house with smoke coming out of its chimney.Viri cheered, took Ignas' hand, and ran on the field ridge.

The crisp children's laughter echoed in the sky, and two figures, one tall and one short, walked through the flower field and ran towards the cozy hut.

After dinner, the Haydn and his wife went out to take care of the flower fields. It was the busiest time of the year, not only to take care of several acres of flower fields, but also to receive guests who came for the flowers.

There were only two and a half-year-old children left in the house, and Willie was sitting in the yard, with the warm afternoon breeze blowing slowly, making him sigh in comfort.

Ignas stood by the window on the second floor: "Veri, come back and take a nap, you still have to practice swordsmanship in the afternoon."

"I can't sleep, I'm so full of food," Willie looked up, acting coquettishly, "Let me sit outside for a while, just for a while."

"Then I'll play the violin for you, okay?" Ignace said.

He came to Willie with a silver violin in his arms, and Willie stood next to him, curiously asking, "Where did you learn the violin?"

Ignas looked lonely, stroked the vines carved on the body of the violin, and shook his head: "I don't know, as soon as I touch it, I seem to know how to make it sound."

"Want to hear it?" Ignas was only depressed for a short period of time, and soon he cheered up, "Let me play a "Serenade" for you, okay?"

Ignace is always gentle and introverted, never seems to be angry or sad.

"Okay," Willie said.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed from under the bow, and the petals fluttered in the wind, some of which fell on Ignas' shoulders and hair.He closed his eyes, immersed in the beautiful melody.The budding flowers seem to understand the sound of the piano, and bloom quietly.

After the song was over, Viri was already asleep, curled up in the chair, looking even more immature.Ignace moved closer and heard him snoring softly.

"Veri, Vili, wake up." Ignas was calling him.

Viri opened his eyes suddenly, feeling as if he had had a long, long dream.

However, it was not the young Ignas that caught his eyes, but the deep forest.

The snowy owl pecked at his clothes anxiously and screamed shrilly, which was a warning to Willie.There are living creatures hiding behind layers of branches, looking at him, the hairs on Viri's body are directly on his body, and the sense of crisis follows him like a shadow.

This is no longer the former Fryer Forest.

Someone set up a magic circle here, trying to pull him into the illusion, and die unconsciously.

"Thank you." The snowy owl's sharp and high-pitched call frightened the beasts hiding in the forest, and it was precisely because of this call that Viri was able to break free from the illusion in time and wake up from his sleep.

Just at this moment, a huge leopard jumped down from the tree and rushed towards it aggressively.

Viri showed no fear, and calmly raised the piano case, and a transparent defensive barrier appeared in front of the piano case, blocking the leopard's thunderous pounce.With a stabbing sound, the arc on the barrier flashed past, and then, the entire barrier fell apart and became thousands of fragments.

The violin box let out an overwhelmed wail. Obviously, after blocking the aftermath of the spell restraint and the full blow of the monster, the magic circle engraved on the violin box had reached its limit and disappeared by itself.

The leopard-like monster retreated to the bushes, watching this seemingly weak human vigilantly.

Willie whispered, "Snowy Owl, come to me."

The piano case was about one meter long and was almost as high as his legs. His hand was inserted into the piano case, with veins on the back of his hand, as if he was holding something.A few streaks of lightning flashed from his arm, the purple light was so faint that it was almost invisible.

Viri has recognized the type of monster.

The wind leopard is completely black, walks quietly, can lurk in the night, has strong attack power, is extremely fast, and can use wind magic.

This kind of magical beast named directly after the element is often at the top of the food chain, and it is a well-deserved king in the forest.

The wind leopard launched an attack again, slamming at him from behind, extremely fast and silent, he could only hear the whisper of a gust of wind.

At this moment, Viri exerted force on his wrist and pulled it up forcefully.

The piano case emitted a dazzling white light, and a long sword wrapped with an electric chain emerged from the piano case.

The crackling lightning instantly illuminated the dark woods, and Viri held the sword in one hand, threw it straight forward, and it exploded with a loud bang.The thunder and lightning wrapped the wind leopard in an instant, and the chains formed by the lightning bound it tightly, scalding it to pieces, and roaring angrily, but it could not advance or retreat, and could only struggle in the lightning chains.

After a long time, the smell of scorched flesh gradually spread, and Feng Leopard hung down its huge animal head, its limbs were limp, as if it had swallowed its breath.

Viri turned pale, and whispered to Snowy Owl, "Go!"

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