Chapter 63 Chapter 62

"It wasn't like this before." In my shock, Swan said leisurely, "At that time, there were no uprisings and wars, nor any kingship and rule. This place was a pure paradise. The continent in the sky is called the 'Land of Evergreen', on the one hand because of the natural vegetation covered here, and on the other hand, it also means that happiness and freedom will last forever." Now not only me, but even Melanie looked at him in amazement, not understanding what he meant by these words. "There is a kind of bird living in Paradise. They don't have a name. So the first foreigners who came here used the name of this continent to call them Wind Birds, or Birds of Paradise, which means 'birds of paradise' "Swan continued, "But these foreigners are dissatisfied with the quiet and inactive social order here. They quickly built palaces, formed an army, and hunted and killed Fengniao. Because as the aborigines here, only Fengniao remembers this continent. Everything at the beginning of chaos, they carry the head of the four elements, the most powerful wind elves in the universe."

Melanie stared at him blankly, "If these are true, why have I never heard of this story?" "This is a secret belonging to the royal family of the Wind Clan. The first order given by the kings of all ages was to slaughter the wind birds according to the instructions of their ancestors. Even innocent crows and magpies, all birds with black and dull feathers. The bright and lucky ones will be automatically exempted from the threat." Swan paused here, and looked into the other's eyes quietly, "Now you probably know, this is the origin of the current strict hierarchy in the Wind Clan society."

"Who are you? How do you know these things?" "When the last king died, I happened to be by his side." Swan skipped the first question directly, but the questioner didn't care. "So my brother knows this too?" Melanie asked. Swan nodded, "Silf always knew, and he only hid it from you for the purpose of protecting you." He said, "He has been planning this plan for a long time, until the brutal rule of the new king brought him the opportunity. Now many Everyone believes that he is the real savior of the Wind Clan, a prince in exile, and his return will lead people to liberate this Wind Continent and restore its beauty and richness at the beginning of its creation."

"So what can I do to help him?" Melanie asked eagerly. "The king is planning a grand banquet these days. In order to show his generosity and further win back the hearts of the people, he invited many princes and nobles. Our people are also mixed in." Swan said, "I will find a way to put you in Inside..." "How do you put me in?" Melanie interrupted. "I will persuade the king to display you as an 'exhibit' at the venue." The swan looked at her, "After all, to him, you are an extremely rare white wind bird." "Is he going to cut off my tongue?" Melanie teased.

"I'll tell him the sentence has been served. I just need you to keep quiet for me," said the swan. Melanie turned her head and looked at him carefully, "Does the king listen to you?" I pricked up my ears because that was exactly my question too. Swan shrugged in acquiescence. "But it's really useless," he said, "because the king alone is not enough to defy the power of the people of WindClan." "So you turned to my brother?" Melanie stared at him intently, her red eyes shining in the darkness. "Sylph needs me," said the swan. "If I hadn't been part of your plan, you would have been wiped out."

Melanie took a deep breath, and I could tell she was hesitating. "I don't believe you," she finally said. "But he believes in me." Swan reached into his bosom and took out something. It was a curly curl of blue feathers.There is nothing special about it, and it emits a faint blue light under the dim light. But when Melanie saw it, she only took one look, and her face changed instantly. "How did you have this?" she screamed. "As I said, Sylph needs me," said the swan, curling up the feather again. "I have a contract with him." "But he told me at the time that he didn't want to stand out among us..."

Swan shook his head, "Melanie, you don't know anything." Melanie bit her buff beak tightly and said nothing.After a long time, she raised her head and said to the other party in a solemn and humble tone: "Tell me what you need me to do, I am yours." She just saw the curl of blue feathers, and her attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.I am baffled.Then a flash of light came to my mind and I suddenly realized what it was. It was Sylph's feathers that the swan showed her.Sylph originally had two such long blue feathers on his head, but when we see him there is only one left, because he cut off one as a token of his contract with the swan.Windbird feathers!Could it be what I'm looking for too?

Swan smiled.He glanced at me, then back to Melanie. "I just want you to keep silent in the hall for me," he said, "until you see Sylph raise his sword—the signal we agreed upon." "My brother...he will come?" Melanie said in surprise, "How could he..." "Everything is planned." The swan replied confidently, "We have been waiting for this day for a long time." "Will we... succeed?" "We have to succeed. This plan is very risky, but the probability of success is quite high." Swan said, "If it doesn't work, everyone here will die."

I noticed that the parrot seemed to tremble a bit.She has been standing outside since the beginning, not participating in any conversations, and looking dismissive of everything around her.When she saw my gaze, she immediately turned her head in disgust.That habitual movement felt familiar to me, as if it came from someone I knew.But I didn't think much about it at the time because my mind was completely occupied with another thing. "I want to ask you about..." On the way back, I couldn't help but whisper. "Your escaped companion?" The other party seemed to know what I was thinking. Before I could finish speaking, the swan had already picked it up. "He should have joined Sylph."

"how do you know?" "He will never leave you, will he?" Swan looked back at me, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning. I hope his words are true.But I don't want to see D here.I don't want him to risk it again for me.I remember Swan's answer in prison just now, if the plan fails, then all of us will die. It doesn't really matter to me at all, and I've been hearing it a lot lately.No matter how the process is, the ending is always the same, and I don't care anymore.But D should not be involved as well.Heath is targeting me.Vera's target is also me.All this obviously has nothing to do with him.

I just hope he makes it out safely.I hope he doesn't come to me again. As I looked down and thought about all this, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the feathers on the top of the parrot's head stand up again.I don't know what exactly this means.