【Saihe】Chasing the clouds and chasing the sun

20

Ifrit sat on the windowsill.

She looked out, and the soldiers who were waiting in battle stood upright, standing in a row of unmoving sculptures.Her eyes moved along the array to the city gate, the towering and bare city walls blocked her sight, only a cloudless blue sky could be seen.

The royal palace and castle are built in the core area of ​​the central city, and the prosperous city tightly protects the royal palace.Along the way, Ifrit walked through the wilderness, through the small town, and through the city, and finally came to the towering castle.When she reached the gate, all the soldiers bowed down to salute her, but their faces were expressionless; Twelve beautiful sisters, but I have never been able to see any of them.

Everything here is exquisite and alienated, and everyone is as indifferent as a dummy, as if they were born unable to laugh.

She thought about what she had seen and heard along the way. The city was a hundred times more prosperous than the small town, and there were so many novel and interesting things, mechanical birds that could sing automatically, and silk flowers that were never defeated. Once she stared at something, she would look at it After a few glances, the loyal brave will buy it and send it to her.There are several big bags of those fancy things, but they can be placed in this magnificent room like a pile of unremarkable garbage.

Just like her, out of place here.

This room was more than ten times larger than Hemer's house, but it was not as big as the Black Forest.Even if she walked all day, she could not reach the edge of the Black Forest.

She always felt that this place shouldn't be so empty, and she would accidentally step on Hemer's dropped book, and the walls were covered with Serena's leaf specimens.The mechanical bird in his hand is tireless, as long as Ifrit puts his hand on the switch, he will sing songs conscientiously, but the songs of the birds on the trees by the Moon River are more tactful, they call for friends, and sing crisply. The sounds are intertwined, and the songs of morning and evening will never repeat.

She was homesick from the moment she turned around.

Think about it now.

Ifrit calculated the time in his mind, one day, two days, three days...

From the moment she left, she started to have frequent headaches, and gradually every joint creaked, and in the dead of night, she heard every bone moaning, and there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, but there was no Hemer to help her now .Ifrit didn't tell anyone about her discomfort, and when the pain was so painful that she couldn't sleep, she would bite the quilt and count sheep. This method was very effective, and she survived for several nights.

Serena promised her that she and Hemo would definitely pick her up.Saria never lied.

She just has to wait.

The door opened suddenly, and the leader of the brave came in.

Ifrit thought at first that he was the leader of the pack of villains, like the worst one in the story Saria told her, with spears and bows and a pack of vicious hounds.He looked fierce, tall and burly, and Ifrit could only see his chin and nostrils when he looked up.Most importantly, he raised his bow and arrow at Hemer.

But along the way, this person didn't seem so bad. His name was Little Princess Ifrit, and the fruits he brought to her were always the biggest and sweetest.He just doesn't talk much, and keeps a straight face all the time, just like Hemer doesn't allow Ifrit to go out to play, so other people, those soldiers are all afraid of him, but Ifrit can see that those people like him very much , like she likes Homer too.

"your Highness."

The brave man saluted her, but his expression was something Ifrit had never seen before. He seemed to have cried secretly, and seemed very angry. He said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty the King wants to see you."

"What's wrong with you?" Ifrit asked. "You seem sad."

The leader was stunned for a moment, this ferocious face looked uglier when smiling than crying, he shook his head and said, "No, Your Highness, let's go quickly. Your Majesty the King is waiting for you."

"Oh fine."

Ifrit was unsuspecting, she released the switch of the mechanical bird, threw it on the window sill, and left the room behind the leader.

See you soon, she thought, I wouldn't call him Papa anyway.

Ifrit doesn't need a father, or a father who is a king, I have Saria and Hemer, she thought.One word she learned to say was Hemer, and the syllables in Saria's name were so complicated that she only called her "aya" as a child.The words father and mother are so foreign to her, like a small town to a palace, a beggar and a king.

They walked in the long corridor, turned one corner, and another corner. This place is as complicated as an endless puzzle, a maze without an end.Ifrit's room was not far from the palace, but the man who led the way walked very slowly. His steps were as heavy as a thousand weights, and he couldn't move anymore.

Turning a corner, he suddenly turned around and hugged Ifrit and hid in a room, covering the girl's mouth to prevent her from making a sound.

"Hush—" His eyes were moist again.

Ifrit felt that he wanted to cry.

He spoke with a straight line, as if reading the rules and regulations: "Princess, forgive my offense. But please remember every word I say next. First, the king wants to kill you; second, I will help you escape; Third, get out of this room later and run all the way forward. There is a kitchen at the third corner, and the back door of the kitchen is a place for pouring slops. Jump down. Can you swim? Just nod if you can, very good."

Ifrit widened her eyes and nodded.

"Then jump down, swim to the other side, keep running, don't look back, don't look back." The man's eyes suddenly became less sad, he let go of the hand covering Ifrit's mouth, and pulled out the fastening around his waist. sword.

When he was still a young man, he used this sword to swear eternal allegiance to the royal family.

He still smiled so ugly, but he turned his back: "Little princess, I hope we can succeed."

21

Ifrit ran as fast as a rabbit.

She has always been a fast runner, as vigorous as the darling of the forest, she crosses the slanting branches and steps over the messy stones.When they played in the forest, Hemer couldn't catch up with her, only Saria could.Saria caught her like a rabbit.

She seemed to be walking through the lush woods, and heard Hemer's panting voice standing in the distance——

"Don't wrestle! Slow down!"

"Ifrit! Slow down..."

But she can't be slow now, she has to run faster, faster.

At the moment of escaping, several people who blocked him rushed up, and she saw the leader brandishing his sword, piercing a man's chest, and a drop of red blood splashed on Ifrit's face.He blocked those people in front of him, but more people caught up.

"Run!"

His voice snapped, and Ifrit had to run even faster.

She ran forward all the way, the messy voices were left behind, and her aching knee seemed to have returned to normal at the moment, she went straight forward, more agile than a deer, more fun than a fish swimming in the water.She was gasping for breath, and there seemed to be a scorching red sun in front of her eyes, and she was a fool who was about to dry up and die. She remembered that the fierce-looking leader said to her: Don't look back——

But she couldn't help it, and looked back, the tide immediately surged up and submerged her.

One hand grabbed her and pressed the top of her head tightly, the river water was as cold as ice.Bubbles gurgled up and exploded before reaching the surface of the water.Many small fish circled her indifferently.

"Sorry," said a voice. "Blame it on your heartless father. I just follow orders."

She was frozen, and the cold river water poured into her nose, her throat, and completely froze her from the inside out.Gradually she couldn't move, sleepiness swept over her, and suddenly she felt warm again, as if she had returned to a long time ago, when she still had a memory of her mother, she gulped amniotic fluid like a baby.

She could stay here forever, in the damp, small, warm place, forever... forever.

"Give her a name?"

"Ifrit..."

Hot liquid flowed into her body, she could faintly hear small conversations, she struggled to open her eyes, and gradually recovered her five senses, this is a really warm place, she is in a soft embrace.

—— Ifrit.

Ifrit!

Ifrit didn't run or struggle any more, she turned around and stood still, and saw those who had fallen from the gap in the turbulent crowd, and one of them was the vicious leader.He was covered in blood, with his own sword stuck in his chest, and even though he died, he still frowned.

The king said that the real princess was dead and that the brave man had brought back a dangerous monster.The soldiers who followed the order pointed their weapons at the young girl suspiciously and vigilantly. They were surprised to find that there were two small horns on the girl's head, which looked like black goats symbolizing evil, and she was full of ominous aura. .

Ifrit saw the dragon again, she remembered at the moment of being submerged that she had never forgotten what the dragon had said to her.

Long said: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

And she never broke her vow, she always was.

The monstrous flames burst out from Ifrit's body, and the billowing heat swept across the entire corridor in an instant.The sword of Damocles, which had been rooted in the hidden dangers of her soul since she was a child and hung over her head, finally fell, stabbing her and becoming her invincible weapon at the same time.The flame crackled, like a dragon devouring fear and howling, it burned through the corridor, to the room that once belonged to Ifrit for a while, and then to the king's extravagant palace, where the king's luxurious and sharp sword and No magic can resist such an incandescent flame, just as mortals can never resist natural aging and death.

Ifrit desperately destroyed everything in front of her eyes, gold and jewels, brocade and silk, greed and arrogance, arrogance and insatiable desire, the throne built by thousands of years of corpses, all burned in an endless sea of ​​flames.

The oracle is truly fulfilled at this moment:

The youngest daughter will destroy the kingdom, bring the red plague, and kill her father herself.

22

In the ruins that had turned into a sea of ​​flames, Ifrit was exhausted, suddenly a strong wind blew up, covering the sky and covering the sun. A long cry pierced through the sky, and the red dragon flapped its wings and descended in front of the girl.

Ifrit fell down slumped, and was immediately lifted up by a soft green light.Homer ran to her and held her tightly in his arms.Saria returned to her human form and hugged her tightly.They embraced each other tightly, even though they were only separated for a few days and nights, it was like reuniting after a thousand years of separation.

Ifrit opened her eyes and looked at her for a while, then asked weakly, "Serea, are you a dragon?"

"Will you be afraid of me?"

"Is not likely to."

The girl grinned, and turned to Hemer proudly, "I told you. I've seen dragons."

With tears in his smile, Hemo gently kissed her on the forehead.

She pinned Ifrit's messy hair behind her ears, wiped the dirt off her face, and the magical healing that symbolized life repaired the girl's deficient body.

The king was dead, and the guards of the kingdom who reacted came endlessly like a sea tide, and countless swords, lights and swords flew by. Saria seemed to be a solid wall that would never be broken, guarding Hemo and Ifrit firmly.

"Ifrit," Serena said suddenly, "do you want to see the dragon again?"

"miss you!"

"Grab it."

With a sweep of the huge dragon's tail, most of the palace was directly destroyed, and the guards were so frightened by this terrifying force that they couldn't move.The sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds overwhelmed the top, the earth trembled, flocks of birds suddenly started up from the forest, and animals lay down on the ground in fear.

This is a long-established and long-awaited ending. A country has collapsed, mountains and rivers are rushing, everything is changing, and time seems to be standing still at this moment, and then passing quickly at this moment.

Hemo and Ifrit were picked up by the dragon on the smooth back, and then flew up to the clouds.

The dragon chased the wind, chased the sun, and flew into the distance.

Finish

Thanks for being here!

I want to write a story about true love, but also want to write a story about family affection, but the final result seems to be different.

There are many unnamed NPCs in the plot, such as the clerk who Hemer exposed his identity to rescue, and the brave leader who helped Xiaolong escape. In the original outline, it is not what it is now. The executioner who was brought before the king, but I felt that it was too dark when I wrote it. Since it is an ordinary day, it is not so real in the world, so it should be regarded as a lovely fairy tale overall.Even if the entire magical world is a big conspiracy, there is always hope and darkness coexisting in the world.

Finally, the dragon, the black magician and the little human girl lived a happy life!That's the reason for writing this story.