The strongest witch is a boy [Comprehensive]

"His Highness Kali!"

"Princess Kali is back!"

"Ah, is this the prince of the Asura clan? Welcome to Qiandaraja!"

When Kali brought Kartikeye back to the Gandhara on the flying dragon, he was immediately warmly welcomed by the people in the city.

Kali returned the salute with a habitual smile, unobtrusively tugged at the hem of Kartikeye's clothes, motioned for him to come with her, and led him through several streets to the palace where the royal family lived.

Until this time, the number of onlookers has decreased. Although you can stay in front of the main gate of the royal city, if too many people gather here, they will be dispersed by the guards at the gate. The residents of Qiandara respect the royal family of Ganda , and will not be so offensive, usually just cheer and congratulate the royal family who occasionally appear on the viewing platform under the viewing platform at the south gate of the king's city.

"Huh... finally I can talk, I couldn't hear anything because of the noise just now."

Kali rubbed her ears with one hand, and looked at Kartikeye with a bitter face.

"Is Carl okay?"

"Me?" Kartikeye replied a little later, "I'm fine. Kali is very popular."

Kali said naturally: "After all, I am the only princess now. I have no other brothers and sisters. I will definitely be the future king. Of course the residents of my family will support me. Come on, let me introduce you. This is our Ganda The flying city where the mother-in-law lives, Qiandaraja—"

The princess of the Gandharva clan held her harp, raised her other arm, and made a gesture of welcome to the distinguished guests of the Asura clan in front of the main gate of the royal city. At this moment, the feeling of this princess has nothing to do with her usual innocence, just like the blood flowing in her body, she has the purest noble temperament.

The young princess said proudly: "Gandharaja is flying in the air non-stop. When we don't have a specific destination, we can go wherever we want. Maybe we will follow the wonderful fragrance for thousands of miles. If you stay for a long time because of a beautiful scenery, you may search around to catch a pleasant sound. The Gandharva family is a family that lives with incense and music. In my family, there is no one who is not good at music. "

She paused for a moment, staring at the beautiful young prince in front of her with a smile in her eyes.

"If the Asuras represent the 'extreme form', the Gandharvas are in charge of the 'extreme sound'. Our two tribes are also symbols and pursuers of 'beauty', and have maintained a good friendship for a long time. I hope that this friendship can continue between me and Kartikeye."

Kartikeye was a little uncomfortable with such a solemn introduction, but he instinctively responded with the same solemn etiquette.

"It's a great honor for me to be a guest at Qiandaraja."

Jia Li smiled and said: "It's my honor. Please come in, I have sent a letter to my mother, and my father will not come back after a while, because of the banquet some time ago, the frontier defense of the heavenly realm has no generals for some time Garrisoned, Dad off to clean the border. Mom is happy to see Carl again."

Kartikeye was caught by Kali's wrist, and he didn't try to break free, just followed the little princess's lead and walked into the royal city.

As Kali said, in the royal city of the Gandharva clan, people playing music and dancing can be seen everywhere, even the maids walking in the palace also carry musical instruments.The amazing thing is that even with so many voices playing in the palace at the same time, it doesn't feel noisy.These performers are obviously playing different pieces of music, but they seem to be talking, making these music sounds form a richer and more beautiful melody.

Kartikeye walked for a while, and felt a little lost when he heard it.

He had never felt like this before.

The palace of the Gandharva family seems to have been specially built in this way to make the sound spread farther and more beautifully. When he stood in the center of the empty palace, he not only heard all kinds of music, but also heard echoes. , These voices are intertwined to form an intoxicating poem, which wraps around the ears and the heart.

Music brings back memories.

The brisk music brings out happy fragments, the deep music brings out heavy fragments, the gentle music brings out tender afterimages, and the lingering music gently pulls out a burst of memory from the depths of his memory. A scene where you want to smile and you want to cry.

——That is the scenery of Yahara.

The memories that had been tainted with warm light by time became fragmented in front of the "truth". After the sunny golden curtain was removed, he looked again, only to see blood in his eyes.

"I'm Reiko, Natsume Reiko, how about you?"

"Kyo. Shiina Kyo."

Natsume Reiko's smile has never faded in memory, but it can no longer make him feel at ease, and instead makes him almost cry on the spot.

How could it be possible to forget...

Even if he wants to abandon the past, how can he forget everything that "Jing" has experienced?

He just wanted to escape from that "fate" and to abandon those "pasts". However, it is every past that constitutes the present, and because of these experiences, he is what he is today. This is not because he changed his name. can be denied.

Did the life of "Kyo Shiina" as a human being have only those short 16 years, and finally stopped at the moment when the sword of Damocles fell?

Geng Ji once said that he and the world cannot coexist. Either he destroys the world or the world destroys him. If he wants to escape this fate, being engulfed by flames will be his future.

And he has seen the future.

On the altar of Asura City, the flame of phantasm burned his human part, and from the flame was born the inhuman "Kartikeye" of the Asura tribe.

However, so far he has been unwilling to admit that he is the "Prince of the Asura Clan", let alone believe that he will be the "Future Asura King".

—He was just running away.

Escape the past and escape the present.

He thought he could not face "tomorrow" by covering his eyes and ears.

In the Mikage Shrine, he saw two signatures after 40 years.

"I want to be with Jingjun."

"God, please allow me to take back my previous wish, I only have one wish, please let Jingjun go back to the place that belongs to him!"

Natsume Reiko gave everything, said goodbye to him with a smile, and wished him a good life in the distant future.

However, he couldn't accept that Reiko's death was the price for his own survival, and he resented such a "fate", and gave up everything in despair—and discarded in that world together with the life Reiko gave.

If he had known that this would be the case, would he have returned to the time that belonged to him?

If he had known that this would be the case, would he have stayed in Yayuan back then?

If he had known this would be the case, would he have entered the Ise Shrine back then?

Or, earlier, if he hadn't prayed to the demon sword Sirius for strength, would he have died under the attack of the ghost?

If "Shiina Kyo" had died at that time, he would not have returned to Yahara, and he would not have known Reiko—then, would he have cut off this distorted ring of time?Then, Reiko may live in Yahara safely and happily for a lifetime without knowing Shiina Kyo, without illness or disaster for a long time.

Where did the distortion and confusion begin?

Time travel is not so easy, why did "Shiina Kyo" fall into the long river of "time" several times?

When the initial pain and anger pass, doubts inevitably come to mind.

Kali stood quietly by the side, waiting for Kartikeye to come back to his senses.

Many guests who came to the Gandapo clan's royal city will have such a short-term absence. The speed of recovery varies from person to person. The more insensitive to music, the easier it is to walk out. However, now it seems that the prince of the Asura clan seems to be Are you also sensitive to "voice"?

The princess of the Gandharva family shed tears watching the black-haired and golden-eyed Asura royal family. His eyes were full of pain and regret, and such strong emotions were like a whirlpool that involved the people around him.

Anyone who is sensitive to music also has rich emotions, and Kali is inevitably infected. Even though she has never had an experience that would make her "painful", she still shed tears involuntarily.While wiping her tears, she couldn't help but want to laugh—it turned out that this was the case, and it turned out that this was the pain and despair of "all thoughts are lost".

The prince of the Asura clan... how pitiful, he is only 16 years old, but he has to carry such strong emotions.

Humans have a short lifespan, so their sorrows, joys and joys are several times stronger than those of the Protoss, as if they want to pour all their enthusiasm into just a few years, while the Protoss with a long lifespan have too much time to sway, so their love and hate are both It can come slowly and lightly, but no matter how weak the feeling is, it will still become a heavy weight that cannot be ignored after thousands of years of continuous accumulation.

If you want to taste the same degree of pain as the little prince of the Asura tribe, it may be the weight that only a hundred or even a thousand-year-old protoss can have.

Kali licked her own tears on her fingertips, carefully distinguishing the emotions that flowed out with the music.

The longing for someone, the irreversible parting, the heart-wrenching regret...

Just like these tears that were evaporated by the flames before they fell to the ground—there is a strong sense of existence in the short time of existence.

She looked up at Kartikeye until he saw that his tears had stopped before she spoke.

"His Highness Kartikeye, you should wake up."

Kali's call pulled Kartikeye out of the spiral of music, he trembled slightly, then he noticed something, raised his hand to touch his cheek, unexpectedly found that there was no trace of moisture, his finger moved to At the corner of his eye, he touched a bit of wet liquid.

"……I cried?"

"……I do not know."

Kali shook her head with a smile.

"The sound of my mother's piano is very beautiful, and I was fascinated by it without knowing it."

"...King Gandapo?" Kartikeye looked towards the direction where the sound of the harp was coming from, wondering if he had gotten used to it a little bit, instead of being brought into memory by the music again, he was gradually able to distinguish the What is his most powerful and attractive music.

——The sound of the harp of King Gandharva that he had heard in Shanjian City.

Kali smiled and said, "Yes. Mother probably didn't know that we came back so soon, otherwise, she would have changed the music more suitable for 'children'. This is the music that mother often plays when she is alone."

As she said this, she stepped forward and led Kartikeye to the depths of the palace, until the other party could not see her face, a slight mockery and disdain appeared in her eyes.

As expected, my mother was still playing this piece of music.

Kartikeye did not speak.

The two walked to a garden, only to see King Gandharva sitting by the fountain and playing with his eyes closed.

Kali made a quiet gesture and led Kartikeye to sit down beside the tree.

Kartikeye listened to the music in silence. He had not received a good education about music in the past, but at this moment, he could understand the mood of the musicians inconceivably.

The undisturbed thoughts, regrets and sorrows.

It really looks like...

No wonder he was fascinated before.

This mood is so similar to his mood.

This is "resonance", right?

He closed his eyes, listened intently to the sound of the piano, and once again returned to the past in his memory amidst the sound of the piano.