Chapter 35 Chapter Thirty-Four

Suddenly there was bird chirping overhead.Three long and one short. This is not surprising, we are now in a dense tropical rainforest. But this is no ordinary rainforest. This is the land of evergreens.A continent of winds floating in the sky.The people who live here are the wind elves - the supreme wind nobles with bird heads and human bodies.They rely on the color of their feathers and the size of their beaks to define social classes.The brighter the feather color, the larger the beak, the higher the level (their former king was a rainbow toucan); while the feather color is gray and dull, such as crows and pigeons, and most of them The female bird has always been at the bottom of the Wind Clan society.

But all of this was a long time ago.Everything has changed now. Because of a revolution. The leaders of the change are the aborigines on this continent, the last two windbirds in the world-Sylph and his sister Melanie. Sylph is a black bird with blue feathers on the back of his head (the normal color of windbirds), while Melanie is snow white due to albinism.When we first entered the Land of Evergreens, we encountered the tyranny of the new king, and the birds at the bottom of society were in dire straits.Little S and I were captured into the palace, while D followed Silf and led a civilian army to launch an uprising.

Although we escaped in the confusion and did not see the final result of the belligerents, I have no doubt that Sylph and the others were victorious.Because the soldier standing in front of me at this moment, the feathers in the metal helmet are black and shiny, and the long and hard whiskers cover the sharp beak, obviously it is a big crow. In the past, crows would never have been incorporated into the Royal Army.His appearance only proves one thing - the evergreen country we are familiar with has now completely changed its appearance. "Human invaders?" The crow soldier quickly pulled out a flexible Haner dagger from his waist, and the curved and sharp blade shone coldly.He stared at us with a pair of auburn eyes, but his tone was uncertain.

"We are not intruders, but innocent travelers." D said briefly and clearly, "Please inform Silf that we are his friends." "Tiranos?" With a strong nasal voice, a series of unfamiliar words rolled out of the soldier's throat.The thick black nose whiskers trembled, and the doubt in his eyes deepened. "Tiranos." D nodded, repeating the word. Before I had time to ask D what it meant, another bird song sounded not far away.The same three long and one short melodies.Then there was another sound. After a while, two other soldiers dressed in the same clothes came out from the woods: a smaller one, with jet-black feathers in the visor of the raised helmet, but no whiskers on its beak, it was a bald-nosed crow; His eagle-shaped helmet is completely closed, and I can't see his eyes at all.

The bald-nosed crow stepped forward to stop us, while the mysterious soldier who couldn't see his face pulled the previous big crow aside and whispered a few words to him.The distance was too far, and I couldn't see the expression on the big crow's face clearly. I only saw him sheathing his sword, looking up and down at the mysterious soldier, and then turned his head to look at us for a long time.In the end, he nodded at the other party and left the position. He came over: "Miss Audrey and Mr. Flood? Tiranos is here to invite you." Although his tone was a little more polite, it sounded as if his thick nose whiskers were as blunt and abnormal, and he had no intention of entertaining guests.

I was taken aback.I didn't expect to hear my name from the other party.I looked at the mysterious soldier and then at him, wanting to ask, but D stopped me. "Then trouble your Excellency to lead the way." He stretched out his hand and made a gesture. The big crow snorted heavily, turned around and started walking. "How would they know who we are?" I raised my head and asked D in a low voice. "It looks like we're famous." This is obviously not a good answer.I frowned. "Who is Tiranus?" "It means 'tyrant', that is, a leader who gains power only by personal prestige without going through hereditary or election procedures. In the land of evergreens, they call Sylph by this." This time he explained to me .

"Is it equivalent to a king or a governor?" "yes." I turn my head.At this moment, the big crow took the lead, while the bald-nosed crow and the mysterious soldier followed behind us every step of the way.The bald crow's eyes were wide open, and he looked alert, as if he was escorting an important prisoner. Are we prisoners? D's answer just now has confirmed to me that Sylph has won this change and has become the "Tiranos" of the Evergreen Kingdom.We fought together, we were on his side, we were his friends. But why, when I set foot on the land here again, I was still so disturbed in my heart?I took a deep breath, feeling that the ring on my ring finger was slippery from the sweat.

The impenetrable rain forest in front of me gradually opened up, and the faint sound of water came through the broad banana leaves.After walking for a while, the sound of water got closer, and a crystal clear waterfall came into view.Familiar birdsong kept coming from above my head, and I seemed to hear the soldiers behind me whispering, but the sound of water close at hand instantly blurred everything.Cold water droplets kept splashing on my face.I wiped it carelessly, tried my best to pretend nothing had happened, and quickened my pace to keep up with D. Turning around the last hillside, under the shade of lush tropical plants, the majestic Fengzu Palace rises slowly from under your feet like an emerald castle in a fairy tale.Then it rose higher and higher, unbelievably high.When I walked in front of it along the invisible yellow brick road, I looked up, but I couldn't see the top of the white mist.

"Do the wizards from the Kingdom of Evergreen live there?" I couldn't help asking D. He frowned at me, and I thought maybe he hadn't heard of Oz.And I am not Dorothy.That's a really bad metaphor. "What's that on there?" I changed the question. "Who knows? Maybe it's the Field of Joy." "Isn't the WindClan Continent the tallest..." I shut my mouth as soon as I said it.Because it suddenly occurred to me that Elfland is not our original "flat" world.Everything can happen here. "I mean, well, maybe the merfolk are swimming on it," I added coyly.

"That's also possible." D shrugged. Two thorny gates opened in front of us with a bang, surrounded by several fully armed WindClan soldiers, we were once again in the greenhouse of the birds.Last time, I did not enter the Royal City from the outside while awake, so I am not familiar with its appearance.But when I entered here again, I was shocked to find that the internal structure of the palace had also changed a lot. I vaguely remembered those giant glass palaces that resembled the halls of the Exposition, but there were smaller, newer buildings around them that I had never seen.Elegant cranes patrol with their proud necks, but the royal guard is also joined by other birds such as ravens, hideous shoebills, and the rather terrifying-looking Andean condor.I think this shows that "Tiranos" does not discriminate against the race and appearance of the wind elves.These new guards patrol the palace in a uniform I have never seen before, and everything is in order.

A strange feeling suddenly hit my heart.From the moment I opened the door, I felt something was wrong.I mean, it hasn't been that long since the last time I was here, has it? (Of course, I did spend a long time in the dream, but that doesn't count.) Why didn't I see the ruins after the war, the smoke and the chaotic people here?Perhaps the soldiers' bodies had been cleaned up and the blood completely washed away, but the entire palace should never have been refreshed in such a short time.New armies, new uniforms, new buildings and vegetation.This is impossible. Unless my concept of time is subverted by this magical world again. After going through labyrinthine halls one after another, I finally saw Sylph the wind spirit again, Tyranos, the tyrant of the Land of Evergreens.He didn't wear armor like his guards, but an extremely simple pure black robe with gold trim, with a slender sword stuck in his waist.He took off the hood on his head, and the long blue feathers unique to windbirds fluttered behind him. He stepped forward and showed a lazy smile: "Audrey and Vlad, welcome. We haven't seen each other for five years."