The whole world is God's help

Move forward a little bit of time.

When Rachel arrogantly said the words "I will let them go. As long as you become mine", Ash faced him and also faced the direction of the stage, and saw the young man dancing gracefully on the stage.

The show is drawing to a close, and humans have defeated monsters.

In the new and beautiful homeland, people are singing and dancing to celebrate the hard-won peace.

On the stage, the extra performers have left, leaving only one solo dancer.

—Ash shouldn't have seen it.

He was already far away from the stage, and he could only see a bright spot on the other side of the stage just now.What the performers look like and what movements they perform are completely invisible.

But when Rachel said these words, he saw, saw clearly, in the center of the stage, a tall young man was dancing, his toes were light and cheerful.

The bright and clear moonlight flooded the stage, which was so intense that it suppressed the original light of the fire to dim.

The moonlight shines on the dancer's beautiful and extraordinary face, like a kind of loving care.He closed his eyes, showing a pure and soft smile, dancing, as if he was indulging in some kind of dream, his waist was flexible and flexible, and his slender arms stretched out gracefully.

Ash heard the voice too.

But what I heard was not the moving music played by the luthier, but the sound of nature, the forest, the sound of the wind, the sound of trees and grass leaves.

rustling --

swipe-

Like a green ocean undulating in the wind.

Incomparably fresh and pleasant.

Everything on the stage is magnified and clear before his eyes, and every detail must be seen.

He could see the dancer's pale skin, moonlight-like light silver-white long hair, flawless and delicate face, and even the loose sleeves slipped down when he raised his hand, revealing a thin and powerful body. Arms...every line, every arc, every ups and downs and depressions are so perfect that it makes one's heart beat.

This palpitation was directly placed in front of Ash's eyes.

Ash was stunned for a moment, and his heart was beating like a drum, but he still remembered who he was in front of, so he tried his best to calm himself, so that his expression would not reveal all this—the voice he heard, Rachel But there was no response, he realized some kind of opportunity.

Maybe it's a turnaround.

He continued to confront Rachel, asking, "What am I supposed to do?"

At the same time, he noticed that the dancer opened his eyes and looked at him.

Those eyes were an ominous dark red, which could easily make people think of dried blood, but it didn't make Ash feel uncomfortable.

The dancer raised her slender fingers and touched her thin lips——

"Hush."He warned Ash like this.

Then lightly jumped off the stage.

The audience under the stage, at some point, fell to the ground like a drunk, and fell asleep.

As everyone lay silently on the ground, Ash was strangely not worried.

It was as if he was clearly aware that the dancers who jumped off the stage and walked towards him without a sound would never hurt innocent people.

— After all, he can dance with such light and gentle steps.

Ash continued to accept Rachel's orders, from his expression to his actions, without revealing any information, which made Rachel not even a little bit suspicious.

Until, the dancer came behind Rachel——

The splattered blood brought an end to this lively and tense night.

Ash blinked away the splashed blood on his eyelashes, staring intently at the young man in front of him.

At that time, the young man who was seen on the stage dancing gracefully with a pure and soft smile came closer, only to realize that it was a tall and slender young man.Has a cold look and sharp eyebrows.

The youth before and the youth at this moment are totally different.

It seems that the package was dropped halfway.

Or maybe the moonlight before was so beautiful that he was confused and misrecognized his appearance.

——If it weren't for this indistinguishable beauty, Ash would almost have thought so.

But there is a voice in my heart telling me that the innocent boy on the stage is this person, and the indifferent and alienated person standing in front of me is also this person.

It's the same person.

Under the indifference of the young man, there is a young boy hidden, who was revealed inadvertently just now, and then he caught a glimpse.

He believed so firmly, so even if this person's indifferent gaze made him feel like he was in a cave of snow and ice, even if the severe chill around this person made him feel as if his body and soul were frozen, he could still look at it without blinking. He wants to look at him, is willing to look at him, likes to look at him, and dares to look at him.

He is not afraid of him.

—Sigourney realizes this.

He looked down at this thin and quiet boy: his face was covered with blood, so that he couldn't see his face clearly.Only a pair of clear light blue eyes looked at him without blinking.

The gaze was focused, straightforward and pure, as if it had stripped away human thinking, and only used instinct—like a hungry beast staring at its prey.

...No, it was an illusion.

Sigourney met the boy's eyes, and slowly confirmed that this was just an ordinary kid who was calmer and more rational than ordinary people.

As he thought this way, he subconsciously ignored the momentary sense of crisis that he felt when he was facing the young man, as if he was being choked by the palpitations in his throat.

"Who are you?" He heard the boy ask.

It's a very stubborn way of asking, and the tone of wanting to get an answer very, very much.

But why should I tell you?

Sigourney raised her eyebrows and turned indifferently. His goal had been achieved, and it was time to leave this land that made him feel unhappy all over his body.

Got to go?

... are you leaving?

Ash watched the young man turn and leave, and subconsciously took a step forward.

He didn't realize it until he took a step, and was stunned by his body, which was a beat faster than his thoughts.

Feet, without authorization, just followed.

Ash blinked, and for some reason, his cheeks felt a little hot.

I am a little strange.He was thinking ignorantly, he was obviously just a stranger whom he met for the first time, mysterious, with unknown origin, and able to kill people simply and neatly - but why did he still want to rush up and grab the corner of his clothes, let him stay, stay Duogu Village?want to tell him...

tell him……

Ash opened his mouth, feeling that his throat was blocked by countless words he wanted to say, but when he carefully investigated what he wanted to say, there was no clear answer.

Finally, seeing the figure getting farther and farther away and gradually disappearing into the darkness, he panicked, and finally, under the sense of urgency of "if you don't speak again, there will be no chance for him to hear", he took a deep breath, and with the biggest voice in his life, The volume roared: "I am Ash Alwin, thank you for saving us!"

——I will definitely repay you... Certainly, I will meet you again.

The belief that loomed in my heart was not even noticed by the person concerned at this time.

"It's too early to say thank you." A gentle old man's voice floated from afar, "This is not the end."

"Prepare early, the boy favored by the stars. Thank you for guiding us to this place. We have fulfilled our wish, and in exchange, we will give you a good warning." The voice comforted, but the content he said was The sharpness is shocking, "The river of elements is about to dry up, and your peace will soon be shattered."

Ash's eyes widened in astonishment, and he remembered that this voice was the old man who had first announced the curtain from the Star Theater Troupe.

He looked in the direction of the stage, and found that in such a short period of time, the colorful lights, the high stage, the billowing tent...all disappeared without a trace.Under the moonlight and starlight, there was nothing on the flat grass.

As if awakened suddenly, he chased forward a few steps, and then looked in the direction the young man was leaving. I don't know if it was a psychological effect or he really saw it—an old man in a protoss robe, and a man in a gorgeous dance suit. The young man walked calmly and disappeared in the depths of the night.

Everything is quiet, and the bustle and hustle and bustle seem to be a thing of the last century.

Ash stood there blankly, as if in a big dream, feeling lost.

The night wind brushed his cheek coolly, and the plasma dried up and became viscous on his face.Uncomfortably, he raised his sleeve and wiped his face, and finally came to his senses, no longer thinking about this bizarre night, no longer searching for the root of the mystery, and no longer delving into the well-intentioned warnings spoken by the old man.

He quickly walked to Aubrey and Shanna who were already lying on the ground, checked carefully, and found that the two had fallen asleep. The way Aubrey called "Shaanna" while sleeping made him also Can't help showing a small smile.

"Aubrey, wake up!" he whispered.

Aubrey opened his eyes in a daze, but ignored Ash's bloody face: "Huh? How did I fall asleep here?" He muttered, waving his hand at Ash, "Forget it, I'm so sleepy... I... Huh, let me sleep a little longer."

He fell asleep again.

Ash called Shanna again, and it was the same situation.

Even everyone on the grass was lying on the ground, sleeping with their stomachs in their arms, and their expressions were as if they had seen a sweet dream, which was fragrant and sweet.He tried to wake Uncle Derek, but only got a fan that interrupted his dream, and then Derek turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

Ash, who was patted upright, was startled, let out a long breath, and started to get busy in the cool night.

He brought quilts and clothes from home and covered the frail people in the village like Aunt Donna.As for the vigorous men like Derek, he directly ignored them.

Summer nights are very suitable for camping in the countryside.

Rachel's body wasn't where it was anymore, Ash thought, maybe the old man or the young man used...um...maybe it's called magic?Using magic to make corpses disappear, it's like they made a whole troupe disappear out of thin air.

He cleared the blood-stained land, and then he cleaned himself up.

It was almost dawn by this time.

Ash was tired and sleepy, and he didn't think about how to explain to everyone tomorrow morning that he had slept all over the place.He climbed up to the high ground and didn't get into the wooden house. He just sat on the ground with his back against the stone tower and fell asleep.

There were familiar streamers in the dream, but tonight he felt that these streamers were like moonlight, starlight, bright, silvery, bright, and shining.In the dazzling stream of light, he once again saw the young man on the stage, with a cold and distant look, dancing soft and moving dance steps.

Move and rotate gracefully.

Round and round, swaying in his dream.

The author has something to say: Ash·acting emperor's first clue Alwin: I found a good-looking little brother(/ω＼)

Mysterious old man (holding forehead): Boy, your filter is too thick.

Signy's opponents (horrified): Boy, you must be lame!