Chapter 62 Chapter 61

I once dreamed that I turned into an owl.But the memory in the dream is always very vague.I never imagined that one day I would stand in front of a mirror in a dress with an actual owl's head on my shoulders.So real and so comical, up close, I could almost count every feather on my face. I froze there until there was a shadow of a swan in the mirror.He quietly looked at me in the mirror. I think this picture seems familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it.The two of us stood side by side in front of the mirror in our finery, with a swan on his shoulder and an owl on me.It's so strange, but there is an indescribable harmony.

With a bird head and human body, I have become the same form as the locals.I no longer stand out.But another thought invaded his mind instantly: if anyone could easily transform into a Wind Clan elf with a potion, then the swans and parrots in front of them may not be real swans and parrots. Who are they? "Let's go quickly," said the swan.He leaves the mirror. With my head full of questions, I quickened my pace and followed my leader.I shook my new head, it felt weird and heavy, but my neck became more flexible and my eyesight seemed to improve by leaps and bounds.I can see everything that is happening around me, near and far.

I saw a secretary bird in full armor patrolling the lawn with a serious expression. I saw a small room at the end of the corridor where a group of high-ranking figures were meeting secretly, and a gray crowned crane was dozing under the eaves. , the golden feathers on the top of the head sway in the wind.When we passed the glass-walled banquet hall, through the window, I saw the wet tears on Emily's face, and I saw little S angrily pushing against the hard railing of the birdcage. At the same time, everything that happened around me seemed to slow down.Squinting my eyes, I saw the creeping slow-motion tentacles of the climbing plants in the hall, and I saw a fine spray of water from a misting device suspended from the ceiling.The water mist swayed, like a transparent veil gently covering the plants, I saw a dewdrop slowly passing across the leaf surface, hanging tremblingly on the tip of the leaf, and then the soft leaves could not bear the weight of the water droplets slipping under weight.The blade bounced back.

I also saw a transparent worm on the back of the leaf, sucking the sap greedily with its complex proboscis.I saw green juice pouring into its transparent body, and then it suddenly disappeared.I thought it was my eyesight, but I immediately noticed that on a nearby banana leaf, a beautiful red-eyed tree frog came at some point, and it stuck tightly to the emerald green banana leaf with its orange flippers. The wide mouth moved slightly, and retracted its long tongue. With my new eyes, a pair of bird eyes, I see everything I have seen and everything I have never seen before.I am grateful for the wonders of nature, for the miracles of its generosity.

I just followed my guide and walked through the entire WindClan palace like no one else was there.These majestic buildings are like huge glass greenhouses one after another, in which various exotic flowers and plants are planted.I also saw a lot of people, dignitaries wearing collars, and a lot of guards with guns.But none of them stopped for me after all. Finally we came to a shady entrance, and the swan stopped.Compared with the countless bright glass halls we just passed, the buildings here are simple and dark, without any decorative plants, and the stone steps are covered with slippery moss.

"Has the albino chaotic party been delivered yet?" Swan greeted the guard at the door and asked knowingly. "Just delivered." The guard bowed, "Are you going to personally carry out the punishment?" My heart pounded, and I remembered that the toucan had ordered Melanie's tongue to be pulled out. "His Majesty has changed his mind." Swan said flatly, "We need to use her to find out the whereabouts of the rebel leader." The guard smiled, "Is this what you mean, my lord?" Those words almost made my heart stop again.But my companion's expression didn't change at all.

"So what if it's mine?" Swan asked calmly. "I don't dare to question my lord." The guard hurriedly bowed and said hastily, "What I want to say is that His Majesty the King is young and vigorous, and there is a wise man like you in the palace by His Majesty's side. Truly a blessing for the kingdom." Swan nodded, "Take me down to meet the prisoner." The guard immediately gave way to the gate. I was still terrified when I entered the dungeon.I couldn't help wondering if what the swan had said to the guards was the truth.Maybe he was a double agent, maybe he came here to deceive Melanie's trust, and then catch Sylph and the others.It would be terrible if that were the case.But the question is, why did he bring me here?What's his purpose in showing me all this?I have changed my appearance.Melanie wouldn't recognize me.Even if she recognizes me, we don't know each other very well after all.I couldn't help him convince Melanie that my plans for him meant nothing at all.

While I was thinking about it all, we continued down the road.Underfoot is a bottomless narrow staircase that spirals into the ground.The exit of each floor faced a darker and narrower corridor, which divided narrow cells one after another.Fermented moisture and various strange smells came up from the ground, and I heard faint sounds, which were moans, screams, dying gasps, and the wings of the angel of death.The harmonies buzzed my eardrums, and it was eerie to pick out any tiny semantics. Melanie's cell was on the third basement floor.We followed a shrike jailer with a lamp through the narrow corridor between the damp walls and the rusting prison bars.The humidity here is heavier.I couldn't help looking at the dark cells on the left, but I couldn't see anything.

However, the moment I relaxed a little, a black shadow suddenly rushed through the darkness, and hit the railing beside me with a loud "bang".I was so terrified that I couldn't help but let out a scream.My companion stopped in his tracks. "The prisoners here are all dangerous death row prisoners, please don't get too close to the prison gate." The Shrike jailer said leisurely. I held my heart that was about to jump out of my chest, and quickly left the prison door.I only saw it once, but I will never forget that horrible darkness lying on the prison door.His whole body was pitch black, and there were only two blood-red slits on his fuzzy face, and he had no eyes at all.

When we finally got to Melanie's prison, the jailer pulled out a key and opened the door. "We're going to stay here for a while," the swan said to him, "you go up first." "If you need anything, please tell me." The Shrike didn't expect him, so he handed the key directly to him. We are the only ones left in the cell now.The swan lights up. Melanie sat in a corner with chains on her hands and feet.She raised her head and glanced at us, her white feathers were covered with blood, obviously she had been tortured severely.My palms were sweaty and I was nervous, afraid that her tongue was gone.

Fortunately, she spoke quickly. "You'd better get on with it," she said. "No more talking. I don't know any plans." "Of course you don't know," said the swan to her, "because Sylph hasn't told you anything." Melanie looked up. "Sylph has a plan, a plan that has been conceived for a long time, even before the new king came to the throne. He hopes to break down all the existing hierarchies of the 'land of evergreens', and establish a new country of democratic republic. "Swan paused at this point, and then continued, "This is the real reason why he is called the 'savior'." Melanie stared at him suspiciously. "Don't you understand? Why did the king drive you all to extinction?" The swan looked at her quietly, "Because you and she are the last two wind birds left in the Wind Clan."