The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Gusts of wind blew through the woods, scattering the broken leaves all over the ground.

A man, an egg and two beasts stood among the flying leaves, and the atmosphere was more stagnant than frozen frost.

Miaomiao had always known that he had a special attraction to mythical beasts, and it seemed that the higher the level of the mythical beast, the greater his attraction. But he had never imagined that his strange physique could actually work on an egg!

Miaomiao was almost in tears.

Dahei flapped his wings, his expressionless face strangely sounding serious: "Miaomiao."

It didn't say much, just glanced at the white egg still clinging to Miaomiao's body. Miaomiao understood what it meant. Long before, Grandpa had made three rules with him: he could make friends with the fantasy beasts, but he couldn't bring them home.

He gritted his teeth and patted the egg, lowering his voice: "I don't know if you can understand me, but if you can, then don't follow me. I'm not your father or mother. You should wait for your real family to come back."

Family? It has no family.

Baidan shook his head in confusion, his thoughts a little interrupted.

No, no, it had a family, but now, it seems that all its family members have left it...

It unconsciously leaned towards Miaomiao again, trying to seek the presence that made it feel close.

However, this time, the child's soft hand did not stroke it gently, but pushed it away firmly.

"Let's go." Miaomiao could already sense Ajin's restlessness and impatience, fearing the tiger would really lose control and smash the egg. He had an inexplicable fondness for this egg he had just seen for the first time, or perhaps he didn't dislike most mythical beasts. "When you grow up, come back and find me."

Baidan seemed to realize that he really couldn't follow this little human he loved. This time Miaomiao took another tentative step to the side, and it stayed where it was without moving.

Fallen leaves rustled and piled up at its feet, and the white on the eggshell seemed to be a little grayer.

I feel a little lonely for some reason.

Ajin was impatient to wait any longer, so he growled, grabbed Miaomiao's collar, threw it onto his back, and ran back to the lake with big strides.

Dahei was not paying attention when the tiger grabbed the child and ran away so fast that he couldn't even catch up with its tail. He hurriedly chased after it, cursing as he chased: "Stupid tiger, you are too rough! What if Miaomiao falls?"

The shadow of the white egg was left behind by them, gradually becoming a tiny dot. Miaomiao turned around in the wind, but could no longer see it.

wow-

After it got dark, the rain, which had stopped for a while, started falling again.

The momentum is much stronger than in the afternoon, and it can be considered a heavy rain.

Lightning bolts pierced the night sky, rumbling incessantly. The night sky was pitch black like a piece of cloth with no end in sight, and then the light split it open with bright cracks like spider webs.

When grandpa came home, he keenly noticed that Miaomiao seemed absent-minded. On the dining table was his favorite dish, stuffed meat with honey peppers, which he usually ate with big mouthfuls. But now he only took a few quick bites, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said he was full.

"What's wrong?" Grandpa put down his chopsticks, his face still calm. "Don't you like today's food? I'll make you two more."

"No, Grandpa." Miaomiao shook her head, her little face looking worried. "I don't seem to be very hungry. Maybe it's because I had bread this afternoon."

Seeing him staring out the window, Grandpa thought he was frightened by the thunderstorm and didn't force him to eat more. He gave him a few instructions and told him to go to bed and rest.

Miaomiao nodded in response, but what she was thinking in her heart was, is the egg still sitting there stupidly?

Somehow, even after leaving the lake, the image of the egg lingered in his mind. All sorts of speculations he hadn't considered at the time also surfaced one after another: "Does that egg really have parents? If he hadn't stopped it, Ajin would have smashed it. Any species that values ​​its young wouldn't let its eggs fall into such danger, right?"

"If, if, something happened to its parents, then if it's left in the bushes like this, even without Jin, it will soon be eaten by other mythical beasts, right?"

Miaomiao's breathing stopped when she thought of the big white egg that was walking close to her, which might have turned into a pile of debris at this moment.

He regretted it a little.

He glanced out the window. Thunder suddenly crashed, nearly cleaving half the sky. The torrential rain was like countless pebbles, pounding the wooden house with a dense, crackling sound. If it truly had no parents, where else could it go on a night like this, with all the thunder and lightning?

It's best not to venture into the woods on a thunderstorm night, as you could be struck dead by natural lightning. High-level mythical beasts won't be affected by this attack, but humans and beasts below level three are still in great danger from lightning. A white egg is just an egg; if struck by lightning, it might become a delicious baked egg.

You can't get too close to the lake either. On a rainy night like this, the Crescent Lake will definitely be high tide. If you get too close, you will be engulfed by the magical water and your body will melt into the water.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was safest for the white egg to remain where it was.

"Dahei." While Grandpa was washing dishes, Miaomiao grabbed Dahei's tail feathers as he tried to escape and whispered in his ear, "Go and take a sneak peek at the egg for me, okay? Right where it was."

"Miaomiao, you can't raise eggs!" Dahei flapped his wings and shook his head rapidly.

"No, no." Miaomiao smoothed its fur, her voice soft and gentle like a pool of honey, with a hint of coaxing, "I'm just curious and want to see how it's doing. You will do me a favor, right?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Dahei without blinking, and he clasped his hands together in front of him, making a pleading gesture. Who could say no to such a beautiful, snow-white, soft elf? Facing those black eyes that seemed to have some kind of magical power, Dahei only held out for a moment before giving in.

God of Magic, it’s not that its will is weak, it’s just that the enemy is too good at capturing the bird’s heart.

"...Just this once," it grumbled, not understanding why Miaomiao was so concerned about an egg. It wasn't pretty, it wasn't easy to touch, and among the unsympathetic group of mythical beasts, it was doubtful whether it would survive to hatch.

Miaomiao helped it open a crack in the door, and Dahei jumped out of the gap in an instant. Its strength was naturally enough to ignore the storm, which was why Miaomiao dared to let it go.

Just taking a look, should be back soon.

Miaomiao waited quietly by the door, counting the time in her heart. It would take about five minutes for grandpa to come out of the kitchen, and Dahei had to rush back before that.

The sound of rain concealed their secret actions.

As the seconds ticked by, the rainwater pooling in the crack of the door shrank into a small puddle. The wind chilled Miaomiao's bare arms, and she closed the crack even further.

Affected by the weather and anxiety, his perception of time became distorted, and a few short minutes seemed to last an hour.

Fortunately, he finally waited.

Before Grandpa came out, a very faint "knock knock knock" sound came from the wooden door. It was Dahei knocking with his bird's beak.

This code had been their little secret for years, and at that moment, Miaomiao felt as if he were committing a crime under his grandfather's nose. With a strange sense of excitement, he quietly opened the door wider to let Hei in, then immediately closed the door again.

"How is it?" he asked in a low voice.

The blackbird shook its feathers, but no rain fell; the magic had already dried it. With a strange look on its face, it walked to a corner and whispered to Miaomiao, "The eggs are gone."

"Gone?" Miaomiao was stunned.

Did the egg's parents come looking for it and take it away? Or did it sense the weather was bad and seek shelter? Or was it discovered and eaten by a mythical beast, just as Jin was drawn to it?

"I checked everywhere around here, but the egg wasn't there," said Dahei.

The time was too short, and it didn't care about the life or death of the egg as much as Miaomiao did. At first, it just took a quick look around and didn't see the white color that should have been very conspicuous in the dark.

Thinking that Miaomiao might be unhappy because it had lost the egg, it hesitated and expanded the search area a little. Logically speaking, an egg has no legs, so it shouldn't be able to run very far. However, unexpectedly, it still couldn't find it.

If he stayed any longer, his grandfather would notice something was wrong, so Dahei had to come back.

Miaomiao hummed softly, her long eyelashes drooping, and she looked a little melancholy under the pale golden magic light, but she still hugged Dahei and said obediently, "Thank you, Dahei."

He knew that not everyone was willing to risk being discovered by his grandfather and go out for him.

"Chirp." The black bird raised its head and rubbed the child's white jade-like cheek as if to comfort him.

They all knew that the egg was most likely lost.

This is the first time the child has experienced loss, and Dahei doesn't want him to be too sad.

That night, Miaomiao fell asleep with a heavy heart.

He usually seldom dreamed and usually slept through the night. But perhaps because he was overthinking tonight, he fell into a rare and bizarre dream.

In the dream, vast expanses of fiery clouds filled the sky above. The thick, distinct layers of clouds piled densely in the sky above, as if ready to rain down upon the earth at any moment, carrying with them the blazing fire of the sun. And in retaliation, countless pitch-black, piercing mountains rose from the ground like razor-sharp spears.

Miaomiao was initially on a plain, with a panoramic view of the sky and mountains, feeling extremely peaceful. But suddenly, the wind and clouds changed, and with a rumbling sound accompanied by rolling yellow sand, a large group of giant beasts, seven or eight meters tall, rushed towards him from the far side of the plain.

They look like horses and lizards, covered in a thick layer of black armor, with eyes that are inorganic scarlet, like unconscious killing machines.

The massive body charged at high speed, shaking the ground as if struck by a heavy blow. Compared to this horde of behemoths, Miaomiao, standing directly in their path, was tiny and fragile, like a beautiful crystal ready to shatter at any moment.

Running, sprinting, with the might of death. Thousands of heavy feet would break his bones and pound his flesh into a muddy mess. A normal person would scream and run the moment they noticed, for death was so terrifying and horrifying.

Miaomiao didn't scream, but he couldn't move either. It was as if an invisible energy chain in the air held him in place, forcing him to watch as the life-snatching black torrent rushed from afar until it was right in front of him. The rapid, violent air currents sent his hair and clothes flying.

The animal's hoof in front was raised high, and was about to hit and trample on his head. At this moment, Miaomiao's body, which had been unable to move, was finally freed from some kind of restraint and was able to move freely.

Run? No, it would be too late to escape.

In such a dead end in the dream, the little child was surprisingly calm.

He couldn't sense it was a dream; everything was so real: the flying sand, the trampling hooves of animals, the heavy rumbling of the earth... the impending death. Since everything was real, then his magic was naturally real too.

He who believes will survive.

"Wind, come at my call." He opened his lips and called softly like a chant.

Green magic power instantly burst out from his palm, turning into a ribbon-like stream of wind that wrapped around his feet, waist and arms, lifting his body upwards.

Almost at the moment he left the ground, heavy iron hooves trampled past, leaving dozens of deep, overlapping footprints where he had been.

Rumble, rumble——

The stones blocking the road along the way were trampled into powder, broken into pieces so that no trace of their original shape could be seen.

Miaomiao, who survived the disaster, did not feel any fear. In his dream, he seemed to have lost all the characteristics of a human child in the outside world, and all his emotions became extremely indifferent and alienated.

He lowered his head in mid-air, his dark eyes clearly reflecting the receding silhouette of the black beast. It came in haste, departed in haste. To survive? To kill? No one knew what commanded it to run.

——They need to be liberated.

This thought took possession of his mind strangely.

The child raised his hands uncontrollably and pointed them in the direction of the running beasts.

At this moment, he was no longer the newly initiated second-level magician. Magical energy, unlike any other elemental system, suddenly converged into a ball of light. Small and transparent like the transparent glass sold in shop windows, it emitted a dazzling yet gentle light, impervious to any trace of fear.

However, the air around him seemed to be pulled by some terrifying force and began to tremble violently, causing the ground and mountains farther away to tremble violently as well.

This world is about to fall apart.

His dark eyes were still fixed on the beast running away, and he didn't care about the life and death of this world.

However, before the ball of light left his hand, his vision suddenly changed.

The expressionless child was stunned and fell backwards from mid-air without any preparation.

Feeling of weightlessness.

Puff. A soft touch came from the back of my head, but it was not painful.

A layer of long, thick grass blades acted as a cushion, perfectly cushioning the impact of landing and making the pain that should have been felt completely insignificant.

The child's nose wafted the refreshing fragrance of flowers and grass. He calmly tilted his head to see countless tiny flowers blooming shyly among the blades of grass. The nearest one bloomed almost against his cheek, its pale pink petals incredibly delicate in both color and touch.

It was a flower he had never seen before.

The child couldn't help but take a closer look. But before he could observe more carefully, a gust of wind suddenly came over mercilessly, carrying the flowers over and tumbling down to the bottom of the cliff.

He then realized that he was on a cliff, probably one of the black peaks seen on the plain.

Looking up from here, the sky covered with fiery clouds seemed within reach. As if bewitched by some power, he involuntarily stretched out his hand, reaching towards the golden and red sky.

But his vision deceived him. The sky was actually very far away from him. He only caught the empty wind in his small hands.

Before he could feel any regret, the child suddenly felt an irresistible sleepiness.

He was not mentally tired; the drowsiness was more like a harsh interference from some kind of rules.

The clouds in his field of vision seemed to spin, his outstretched arm fell helplessly, and his vision faded into darkness. As his consciousness completely faded, he saw a pair of enormous eyes appear in the center of the sky.

What terrifying eyes that were! Even the thick clouds could not block the golden light emanating from the pupils. Its gaze towards the human world was full of majesty and coldness, as if it disdained all living beings in the world.

But it’s not without its special features.

Across a long distance, those eyes looked at him.

Even though the child's body was so small that it was almost invisible among the mountains, it still locked onto him with incredible precision.

"I found you." A thunderous sound came from the sky.

At the same time, those large pieces of bright red clouds instantly turned into huge beams of light that fell straight down. Wherever they touched, the mountains, the earth, the rivers... all collapsed!

Amidst the devastating scene of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, only the cliff where Miaomiao was sleeping was isolated from the world. The beam of light brushed past his body but did not destroy even a strand of his hair.

When all the turbulence finally subsided, the giant eye had vanished from the sky. The child slept soundly, unaware of anything. Petals that had fallen from nowhere drifted slowly to his brow, leaving a speck of crimson before quickly disappearing without a trace.