Aqal hates rainy days because it will wet his soft hair. However, compared to rainy days, Aqal is more afraid of Master Youye's anger, which is as terrifying as a demon.
Hiding behind the chimney on the roof, I watched the window of the two-story house diagonally opposite. This position was just right, so I could clearly see everything going on in the room without being discovered by the people in the room.
Through the raindrops like a crystal curtain, when the girl behind the glass who fed the man with broth every day used the candlestick in her hand to burn the man's fingers, Agel hugged her belly with laughter and almost fell off the roof.
go.
That day, when the dragon called "Shuweiannonna" transformed the huge white-scaled wood, the man and the woman disappeared together. Master Youye said that it was probably the dragon that opened another dimension and took the two to another place.
place.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Grandpa Hapea to find the fainted figures of the man and woman on the edge of the forest. This incident puzzled Master Youye and Grandpa Hapea and they couldn't figure it out at all.
I understood what the dragon was thinking. Not long after, the two of them were seen by a nearby hunter and rescued.
Because Lord Youye had confirmed that white-scaled wood was indeed the best material for making crossbows, he even refused Grandpa Hapea’s offer of help and personally climbed up the hundred-meter-high white-scaled tree and cut the highest branch.
Cut the whole thing off.
He almost lost his footing and fell down midway, which startled Mr. Youye. First he hugged himself for a while and was worried, and then he scolded himself.
Haha..., thinking of this, Aqier smiled happily. Although Master Youye is very strict, in fact, he is just like..., just like his mother...
Mom..., my mood suddenly became so heavy, so heavy. It was like the feeling of being choked when chewing carrots ravenously, and you couldn't breathe.
When Aqal was young, she was different from other girls. Girls always envied the romantic experience of the princess and the prince in the story, chasing after the adults who were so poor that they could barely make ends meet, and begging them endlessly to give them a sudden break.
Surprise - a beautiful princess dress! In this way, you can more perfectly dream about the future, that little happiness called "love".
"These fools, our tribe is too humble to become a princess...and no prince would like someone like us!"
Every time the childish expectant faces of those girls come to mind, Aqal will always utter these words softly.
At that time, Aqal was only as tall as his mother's waist. Of course, he would chase after his father. But it was not because of some stupid skirt, but because he wanted his father to tell him stories - those
Stories about heroes.
Among Dad's many stories, the hero that most attracted Aqal was the Eleven Gods in the temple, the holy magician from another world.
Each of them has gone through untold hardships, climbing over mountains and jungles, and crossing rivers and lakes to find powerful power that can enable people to compete with the dragon clan.
If it were my old self, I would have regarded the man behind that window as a future hero.
If it were my old self, I would be very excited to talk to him, expecting his strong palms to touch the top of my head and reveal a kind smile.
But now this so-called hero is telling a boring story. A story about a creature called a dog that became seriously ill and died when he was young.
The girl was so moved that she screamed out in surprise, and was so uncomfortable that she was speechless.
"What a rubbish story, it's not touching at all." Aqer wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, "The rain has gone into his eyes... The story is so boring, but the story my father tells is a hundred times more beautiful! A thousand times.
Times!"
Master Youye is too cruel. In order to punish himself for scaring her, he actually let himself monitor this damn monster! No - it should be a damn super monster!
Master Youye said that the magic he cast that day was just an unconscious act to protect the woman in a violent state. When one day he knew how to control magic, the magic he cast that day would not count at all.
Oh my god...! If that's not a big deal, how could this monster one day level a mountain with just a finger? That day he actually destroyed a forest with a radius of two kilometers. If it hadn't been for us
If we were on a high cliff at that time, we might have suffered a loss.
——But without such power, it’s probably impossible to fight a dragon, right?
At that time, I liked the God of Creation the most among the eleven gods.
Dad said that before the arrival of the Creator God, humans were like slaves and food to the dragons!
"slave!"
Thinking of this word, Aqal clenched his teeth hard, as if he wanted to crush his teeth.
After a while, my thoughts continued to flow——
Human beings endure humiliation. Parents send their children into the dragon's mouth for the sake of the whole tribe! Lovers send their lovers into the dragon's mouth for the sake of the whole tribe! Strong young men send themselves into the dragon's mouth for the sake of the whole tribe...!
Those humans who are still alive are struggling to survive. In order to gain the luck of one more day, or even one more second of life, they have to crouch in the dark and dangerous mines, mine gorgeous and precious gems for the dragon clan, and forge gold coins with dragon heads.
Until one day, the creator god Taihao came to this world. Out of sympathy for the plight of the world, he embarked on a journey of more than thirty years of searching - looking for a way to slay the dragon. Finally he found it, and no one found it.
We know how he was found. People only know that when he appeared again, he defeated the dragon with a power very similar to that of the dragon. That is magic!
"They were the heroes in my heart, weren't they? But after that incident... I became an orphan, and Master Youye took me back to my current 'home'. From the words of my 'family members', I finally
I heard the facts, the facts hidden under the gorgeous coat of stories. Our race was created by magic. We are the products of being cursed by magic. Human beings forgot the time when they were slaves and used magic to make us become them.
slaves..."
Tears burst into his eyes. This was not rain. Aqal knew that this was not rain.
It turns out that rainy days have their benefits. No one can see me crying. Even I can't tell whether the rain or tears in my eyes are.
"Why did Lord Youye take away my bow? Was it because he was afraid that I would not be able to bear the anger in my heart and kill this monster?
Yes, if the bow was still in my hand, I would have easily shot that man countless times..."
His arms gently held Aqer in his arms, his soaked cheeks pressed tightly against his soft and warm chest, his sad heart trembled violently, and the heart-wrenching tears could be released only once and for all!
"Lord Youye..., no, mother..."
This is the smell of mother, the embrace of mother.
I don't know when the night will come, and I can't find any words of comfort. The only thing I can do is the mother's embrace.