Chapter 66 Rose Praise Roses Buried with You
A corner of the heavy, pitch-black iron cage was violently broken, and the entire cage was crushed and deformed. The imprisoned young centaur swayed, but thanks to his innate excellent balance, he quickly stood firm.
Chen Shuang stretched out her hand: "Come out quickly."
The young centaur didn't move.
Black hair swayed in front of his eyes, attracting his gaze to follow unconsciously. A pair of soft hands opened their palms towards the centaur, as if wanting to pull him out.
Is it trustworthy?
The young centaur hesitated.
The trust he placed in someone last time took him away from his homeland and locked up in a dark prison, where he suffered torture.
A trace of fear flashed across his young face. He looked down at the dense scars on his arms. Some had already scabbed over, but most were fresh wounds glowing bright red.
This is the price of trust.
"Don't be afraid," the voice said again, "Come out quickly, the cage is about to collapse."
The black iron cage that was forcibly broken open made a "creaking" sound as it could not bear the weight. Some of the seriously damaged parts were even completely broken and dented. It was shaky and could collapse completely at any time.
The warm hands in front of him stretched forward again, but did not force anyone, but waited silently.
"I……"
The young centaur looked into those penetrating black eyes, a pair of eyes he had never seen before.
There was no greed, no warmth, no enthusiasm in those eyes, only tranquility.
As quiet as the night.
It seemed that rescuing him from here was just a trivial matter. Whether it was saving a centaur, a cat or a dog, or even a butterfly or a moth, it was the same to her.
If you must compare it with something.
The young centaur tried hard to think about the stories that the adults told him before bed, and summarized his feelings at the moment from those wonderful and interesting stories.
Like the clear spring water winding down from the top of the Lost Ruins, it moistens the land, wild flowers and green grass along the way, and then flows away quietly.
Centaurs prefer pure creatures.
He said slowly with a hoarse voice: "Okay."
The young centaur decided to put his trust in this spring-like touch, so he stretched out his scarred hands and grasped the hope that was reaching in from outside the cage.
"I'm out?"
The centaur looked down at the free land, and a light gradually rose in his eyes.
He jumped up happily: "I'm out!"
This race is half human, half beast, with a strong physique and amazing archery talent, and is naturally taller than humans.
The centaur in front of him was the same height as Shen Shuang, and the baby fat on his face had not yet faded. After leaving the cage with unknown runes, the remaining red in his eyes faded slightly, and he looked a lot more rational.
The Centaur suppressed the fierce expression that protected himself, and his eyes gradually became clear again, even looking a little naive.
He looked at Chen Shuang seriously, with a clear smile on his face: "You are such a good person."
Chen Shuang: I seem to know how he was abducted.
This centaur is surprisingly simple.
"Most of the time I try to be a good person."
Chen Shuang said: "But sometimes from another perspective, I will be a nightmare that some people never want to see again."
Take the Wilson family, for example.
Chen Shuang turned her gaze towards the chaotic dance party.
Nobles and archers fell to their backs everywhere. The unconscious people were thrown up or swept down by the shaking of the ground. The few remaining ones were frantically knocking on the door, trying to escape.
But the door had already been closed.
The Wilson family to whom they owed allegiance.
The Centaur looked at the black-haired human in front of him and nodded in confusion.
A bad person will not say that he is a bad person, and a good person will not say that he is a good person.
So, those who say that they are sometimes good people and sometimes bad people, are they good people or bad people?
The young centaur paced back and forth in thought, somewhat bewildered.
I can't understand it at all.
The man who had successfully confused himself shook his head and focused his attention on the person in front of him.
He felt the friendly aura from the other person, and suddenly shook his soft and fluffy ponytail. The tip of the tail rose up to draw a beautiful arc, and then fell quietly, as if all his mind was settled.
I like this scent.
The Centaur thought.
So she is a good person.
The man who had figured it out continued to look at the man with his clear eyes, tilted his head, and asked, "Good man, will you hurt me?"
What is the problem?
Chen Shuang said: "No."
The centaur suddenly laughed and stomped his feet happily: "I knew you were a good person."
Chen Shuang: It seems that just smiling at him will make him follow me.
The innocent voice of the centaur sounded in my ears: "Bad people will grow roses and then wither, but good people can stay with me forever."
The happy centaur invited his new friend: "Come to my house and play, okay? There's a huge space at home, and there's a super awesome stone statue uncle."
"But I still have to tell my mother."
He thought for a moment, then quickly became excited again: "They are up there. Once we finish planting the roses, we can go home together."
Planting roses?
Chen Shuang looked up at the broken dome skylight of the ballroom.
In the extreme halo, two solemn silhouettes like temple guards cast their gazes towards the ground.
The red centaur raised his strong arms, bent the bow and stringed it, and relaxed his fingertips slightly. In an instant, golden light and madly scattered bright red rose petals shot straight to the ground.
The breathtakingly beautiful red flower rain fell, making the ballroom look like a dream. Under the shadow of the petals, countless magical arrows with a strange and bright red color fell from the sky.
“Whoosh—”
The elusive arrow shadows were exquisite and swift, completely turning the ball into a sea of red.
There were bright red roses everywhere, growing on the floor, on the round table... and even on human bodies.
The arrows deliberately avoided the range of the centaurs, and outside of that area, the red arrows swept across the entire building.
After the initial noise, only silence remained.
Chen Shuang looked around and saw that the crowd that had just been crying and wailing had completely quieted down. They fainted on the ground, their bodies covered with rose vines, and the delicate and beautiful buds were in full bloom, with extremely full and abundant vitality.
The little centaur blocked Chen Shuang behind him and waved his hand upwards: "I'm here, mother, I'm here!"
As soon as the call sounded, a white figure jumped down impatiently.
The beautiful white centaur touched the child's thin face, then opened his arms and hugged him tightly.
After the heartwarming reunion between mother and child, the red centaur also jumped down. His eyes were slightly red, and even his voice was trembling: "Baby."
The little centaur raised his head and glanced at him. Seeing the look his mother gave him, he blinked and said obediently, "Hello, uncle."
The red centaur's outstretched arms trembled for a moment, then dropped back stiffly, looking out of place in this reunion scene.
Red Rose: QAQ
Chen Shuang: Although I don’t know what happened exactly, the atmosphere was very subtle.
And this red centaur looks like it's about to fall apart.
White Rose looked at the little centaur's coquettish smile, knocked him hard on the head, and taught him a lesson: "Why did you follow a stranger?"
The little centaur rubbed his head and said honestly: "I thought they were good people."
This is reason enough to silence everyone.
White Rose pinched the little centaur's baby fat and said angrily, "I'm scared to death."
Red Rose, who was standing nearby, chimed in: "That's right, we were almost scared to death."
White Rose suddenly turned around and looked at the tall red centaur with cold eyes, then waved at him. When the other party came over happily, she reached out and twisted his ear.
She tightened it and whispered, "I forgot you were here."
Suddenly, two voices, one big and one small, crying out in pain and begging for mercy were heard in the space.
Bai Meigui pinched her baby fat, twisted her ears, and distractedly nodded slightly to Chen Shuang who was standing next to her.
"The Red and White Roses guarding the Lost Ruins salute you."
Her beautiful silver-white hair draped over her graceful shoulders and neck, falling as she moved. The white centaur asked in a gentle voice, "What's your name?"
"Chen Shuang."
She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Chen Shuang, please wait a moment. I will talk to you in detail after I have dealt with these matters."
"It's okay, you go ahead."
Bai Meigui smiled gracefully at Chen Shuang, then turned her head to look at the two careless guys. Her expression suddenly turned cold, and she said word by word: "Tell me what mistakes you made this time."
Red Rose lowered her head: "It's too secretive to play hide-and-seek with the baby."
The little centaur, who was as red as his father, lowered his head and said, "I like to treat others as good people."
Red Rose looked up again: "But when playing hide-and-seek, you have to hide very hard to show respect to your opponent."
The little centaur said weakly, "But he really seemed like a good guy at the time."
White Rose smiled and said lightly: "That's great."
Chen Shuang heard the cry of pain coming from the other side again, silently withdrew her gaze, and moved a few steps to the side.
It seems that genetic inheritance is really a mystery.
Leaving space for the Centaur family, Chen Shuang cast her eyes around, searching for a familiar figure.
Where did those two people from the Church of Light go?
Chen Shuang quickly passed by the crowd of people and finally found the unconscious master and disciple in a bunch of blooming red roses.
In the red rain of arrows just now, even the two people from the Church of Light were hit.
They both looked like they were asleep.
The old man with a white beard was holding a bunch of roses. He kicked his legs unconsciously, then a smug smile appeared on his face. He muttered in his sleep, "Why are you still bumping into my feet? How embarrassing."
The young man next to him was holding an iron rod, swinging it from time to time, and happened to hit the noble who was also unconscious next to him. The noble howled in pain from time to time, and the young man's face suddenly became happy: "If I hit you, I won't hit me anymore, hehe."
Chen Shuang: “…”
Looks like he's still enjoying it.
She checked it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief: "His breathing is steady."
Given her limited magical reserves, she decided not to look at it. It would be faster and more professional to ask the parchment directly.
The parchment scroll that was pulled out to work yawned, and words slowly appeared in the center.
【Rose Praise】
[Triggered by a sealing magic arrow, the caster controls the blooming and withering of the rose. When it blooms, it will keep the host dormant, and when it withers, it will wither along with the host's life.]
[In the sleeping dream, the rose is buried with you]
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