Chapter 46 Chapter Forty-Five

My vision was all white. The fog was like a snow-covered forest growing endlessly around me and growing and growing.The whole world seemed to have been washed by water, and the color faded in an instant.The stained glass inlaid on the window turned white, as did the green vines covering the walls, even the desk and the brocade sofa chair in the room turned white. Then the furniture disappeared, as did the windows and walls, and when I looked up, not even the high ceiling was to be seen.Heath's roar could be faintly heard, but the distance was very far away, as if it came from the other end of the telephone line through the filter of electric current.

As I expected, now we have left the high tower in WindClan King City. No matter how carefully Heath hid his brother, he still missed a little. Princes in the Tower always go missing. I looked up at my "hostage".The cut on his neck that I cut with the letter opener has healed, leaving a faint red mark, and he stared at me with wide eyes in disbelief. "Sorry." I stared at the mark, watching it turn from red to white and finally disappear. "I shouldn't have held you hostage." I told him. "I think I'm crazy." Lotbar shook his head, "I would trust a kidnapper."

"You should thank me for allowing you to escape successfully." The sudden relaxation of my nerves made me feel dizzy.I let go of him and supported my dizzy head, my hands were sticky with sweat. "Who are you?" Lotbar asked again. I raised my head and looked into the other's eyes.They weren't as light as D's eyes, Lotbar's were dark with a little orange gleam, like mine.I saw my own face clearly in the other person's eyes.It was a kind of confusion and sadness of losing oneself. "You really don't know?" I whispered. "I feel like I've seen you before." The other party frowned, "but I can't remember your name."

My name is Audrey, I whispered to him in my heart.But I looked into his eyes, and I didn't say a single word. "So what are we going to do now, Mighty Kidnapper?" "Strong?" This attributive is strange to me. "At least I've never seen my brother so furious." The other party looked at me and shrugged his shoulders, "Are you really going to deal with him?" I took a deep breath.I don't know how to explain everything to him.I don't know where to find a convincing reason for him.I don't even know how I can awaken his power and memory.

The sleeping princess needs a kiss from the prince to wake up.And what about the Prince in the Tower? I stood on tiptoe and cupped his face.The other party's breath sprayed on my face, and the warm breath made my nose itchy.His long dark lashes fluttered like some dying lepidopteran, some kind of butterfly... No, I'm distracted.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Think about it, my dearest, think about who I am, think about my name." I spoke with the softest voice, and my voice couldn't even disturb a butterfly.I got closer, and felt the surrounding water vapor, like the white breath brought by a mirror.

Then I kissed that mirror. The other party did not resist.He was really taken aback at first, but he quickly came forward and matched my kiss. In his kiss, I saw a towering castle with a spire, a crescent moon quietly floating above the treetops, and a white swan in a small pond among the reeds... Wait a minute!Is this really his memory?Or my own? Wait, ask I seem to hear a voice.Oh no, the voice is not from memory, but from behind me. A man was clearing his throat behind me. Lotbar and I parted immediately. "It seems that you have successfully completed the task." A figure stepped out of the thick fog.Oh.The other party's penetrating gray eyes were shining in the misty water vapor.

is D.He has always been able to pinch and count, especially when it comes to timing. "I, we just..." I tied my tongue and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand subconsciously, "Things are not what you see." "I understand." D gave me a meaningful look, "It's not the first time." The other party's tone made me blush immediately, and I almost wanted to disappear into nothingness again. "Who is he?" Lotbar interrupted the conversation, breaking the embarrassment of the situation. oh no.I cover my eyes.All in vain.That kiss that shouldn't have happened.Everything.He still couldn't think of anything.Maybe his princess isn't me.Satan, what am I thinking?Of course his princess can't be me!

"My name is Vlad. You can call me D." D answered him directly, and he was always comfortable with this kind of self-introduction.Faced with unfamiliar questions from acquaintances, he didn't even blink his eyes.He is still looking at me. "It seems our friend has forgotten something," he said. "And you? Have you forgotten anything?" I frowned, not knowing what he was referring to. "Your mask, ma'am." He almost rolled his eyes, and raised his voice visibly, "Do you think it's safe here? If I can follow your breath all the way, do you think that swan will still be here at this moment?" Lying leisurely on his beloved sofa and preening his feathers?"

I am speechless.The nerves that had just been relaxed were stretched again, and I looked at the other party nervously, not knowing how to answer.I admit that I haven't really thought about it at all.I was overwhelmed with joy at the successful escape with Lotbar.Satan, why is my mind full of Lotbar at this moment! "They have an army." Lotbar said suddenly, "After Sylph's victory in seizing power five years ago, they focused on developing the military strength of the Evergreen Kingdom. Their current strength is ten times that of the past." "They're going to send troops? For you?" D stared at him for a moment, raising his eyebrows.

"My brother will do anything to achieve his goals," Lotbar concluded briefly. "He's crazy." "I know that very well." D looked at him, "It's just..." "Heath is also one of the nine 'Tiranos' of the Land of Evergreens." I couldn't help but add, "I think this system may have been established by him in the first place, and he even planted an eyeliner among the nine , only to control Sylph and all the WindClan elves for his use." "Eyeliner?" Thinking about the second man in black in the tower sends shivers down my spine, but I know I have to tell D everything.

"I saw that man, but he is definitely not a wind elf. I mean, although he wears a golden beak mask like everyone else, I'm sure he doesn't belong to the elf realm. Probably from another dimension." I Trying to suppress his fear, recalling the appearance of the other party, "I only know that Heath trusts him very much. At least Heath trusts this person more than Sylph." D frowned tightly: "So we have added another enemy." He carefully considered the possible options of this person in his mind, but found nothing. At this moment, the surrounding fog changed again.I heard a loud rumbling sound, from far to near, like a group of terrifying vultures driving a hearse down from the sky, and countless people and horses are crossing the "Bridge of Fog" to reach our location. It goes without saying that they are the pursuers from the Land of Evergreens. I looked at D nervously again.I don't think we can escape this time.What was even more frightening was that at the same time, from another diametrically opposite position, I heard other sounds, like the whistling of a hundred giant ships in a hurricane, and the sound of the sea god's horn, setting off monstrous waves. Could it be that Hiss sent two groups of troops to catch us? The sound is getting closer. "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-" Now we are under the enemy's back, and there is no way to go to the sky, and there is no way to escape to the earth.We are dead. Just as I was thinking this way, I saw an unusual smile suddenly appear on D's face.He left us, walked a few steps in the direction of one of the voices, and stood still. "I didn't expect you to come," he said loudly. "There will be no eggs in an overturned nest, and no fish in a dry sea." A voice answered him. "Now we must fight together." Following this sound, a sharp trident pierced through the white mist first, and immediately, a tall man with dark skin appeared in the field of vision.His temples were shaved clean, his top hair was braided into countless thin braids, and his whole body was covered with shell-shaped scale armor as big as a palm, shining a familiar pale iridescent light into my eyes. I remember his name was Cetus.The reigning king in the Colosseum. Behind him is an entire army of mermaids ready for battle.