[comprehensive] not human

A long time ago, or it should be said that it was not long ago but it feels like a long time ago, King Ma Cang Ye once told Yan Bai that the name is the strongest curse, and controlling a person's real name is equivalent to controlling his body. Fate, so when he knew Yanbai's real name, he called his shikigami Shiro for more than ten years, and Ye Wang himself hid the name of Ma Ye Douzi, and chose to walk in the world under the name of Ma Cang Ye Wang .Now, Yan Bai understood Wang Ye's meaning on a deeper level.

When he was still a baby and was named "Merlin" by the mother of this world, he realized that his own destiny was woven into the destiny thread of this world, and at the same time, a power different from the previous one began to walk around him in the body.

Merlin, in the real world, is a great magician in the legend of King Arthur.Legend has it that he is the child of humans and nightmares, but it is also said that his mother is a nun among humans and his father is the king of elves.

Yan Bai didn't know if his mother was a nun. In fact, after she gave him the name "Merlin", she left him to his father, the elf king in the Avalon forest, and she left quietly.

Growing up as an elf prince was fun and lonely.Especially the latter, after the elves knew he was half-human.There are no humans in Avalon, only the souls of dead human heroes, and the rest are elves and fairies. Occasionally, nightmares break into Avalon and cause trouble. However, humans cannot cross the long river surrounding Avalon and reach this place. piece of paradise.

Elves and fairies didn't like humans very much. If it wasn't for the acknowledgment of the Elf King, Yan Bai would have been thrown into the clear lake on the right side of Avalon and drowned on the first day he was sent to Avalon.Fortunately, his father not only let him survive, but also as an elf prince.All kinds of knowledge were passed on to Yanbai through the professors of elves and human heroes. He continued to learn and grow, and became a young elf under the alienation of others.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is waiting for you in the palace." An elf walked up to Yan Bai with light and soundless steps, and saluted him respectfully.

Yan Bai closed the magic book in his hand and stood up.

The elf raised his head and saw His Highness's long silver hair cascading down from his shoulders, like a waterfall of shimmering silver light. The sunlight falling from the gaps in the leaves above his head fell into his green eyes, and the clear color almost flowed out, except for him Except for the pointed ears of the elves, he is exactly the same as the great elf king, such a god-given appearance is rare even in Avalon.

"I see." Yan Bai thanked the elf who delivered the news, then turned and walked towards the palace.

Along the way, he met several elves. They either walked in the forest filled with light mist, or sat around on the thick layer of fallen leaves and talked softly.These elves were of different ages and appearances, the same thing was that when Yan Bai passed in front of them, they all stopped, stopped talking, and saluted him.

The trees in this forest, which occupies more than half of Avalon, do not know how old they are. They all reach straight up to the sky, blocking out the sun. Although the sunlight can only shine into the forest through the gaps in the leaves, it is not dark inside.The magic power of the Elf King shrouds the forest. Regardless of the day or night, there is always a faint fluorescent light mixed with the persistent mist that flows slowly. The forest seems to be immersed in a slowly flowing river of light, quiet and hazy, eternal and unchanging .

The palace of the elf king is located in the center of the forest. Under a huge banyan tree, large and small rooms are built around the trunk and auxiliary trunk of the banyan tree. The center of the palace is hidden in the thickest trunk of the banyan tree. Forever sits on the throne within, ruling over the forests of Avalon.When Yan Bai walked in, there were ethereal singing voices surrounding the wooden dome, and the uncapturable soothing singing gradually increased and then decreased gradually with the playing of the harp.

"You are here, my child." The elf king sitting on the high throne is probably thousands of years old, but he doesn't look much older than Yan Bai.The only thing that could tell his age were his eyes, deep green like the endless green domes of the forest of Avalon, and a sea of ​​leaves billowing in the sun when he was in a mood swing.

Now the sea is in a dark and stormy time: "There is a daring nightmare that crossed the river of mist and broke into Avalon. He came to the lake and mocked the fairies of the lake. Will you go and kill him, my child? ?”

Without saying a word, Yan Bai put his hands on his chest, bent down and accepted the task in salute.

The Elf King handed Yan Bai a magic staff, and told him that it was supposed to be his adult gift, but it was only fate that it could be given to him now, and he was destined to use this staff to kill that rampant monster.

"Be careful my child, the nightmare is not dangerous, what is dangerous is your fate. I see dark clouds approaching you, shadows trying to touch your brilliance, please return quickly after killing the nightmare. Remember that the lakeside is always A place for fairies." The Elf King warned.

Yan Bai took the wooden staff that reached to his shoulders, saluted his father again, and went to the lakeside without delay.

It was said before that there are only three kinds of creatures in Avalon, elves, souls of human heroes, and fairies.Among them, the elves live in the Avalon forest, the fairies live by the lake, and the human heroes live at the junction of the lake and the forest.Except for human heroes who will be brought to Avalon by fairies who love them after death, elves and lakeside fairies are all creatures born in Avalon naturally. Even brothers can compare themselves in some aspects. Living in the same place is even more estranged.

Although elves and fairies are kind-hearted races by nature, there are also some impulsive individuals among them. Occasionally, the two have conflicts, resulting in the current situation that elves generally do not go to the lake, and fairies usually do not come to the forest.

This is a general situation, and the special one refers to the nightmare invasion.

The magic of the fairies lies in blessing and cursing. It is really hard to please the powerful nightmare. At this time, the elves will stand up and join hands with the fairies to fight against the enemy.

When Yan Bai arrived at the lakeside, Nightmare was teasing a fairy. Its huge black claws moved the fairy's frail body back and forth like a cat playing with a mouse, and a strange laugh came out of the sharp-toothed mouth.The other fairies surrounded him, afraid to go forward and worried about their companions, they were at a loss for a while.

With a few dozen meters away, Yan Bai stopped.He raised his staff and began to chant the incantation.

The sense of crisis made Nightmare stop teasing the fairies, and raised his head to see the elves standing far away from the fairies.With a roar, his eyes were stung by the elf's dazzling silver hair, his heart was squeezed by his soft singing, and he grabbed the fairy manically and threw it at the annoying elf.

Amid the exclamation of the fairies, Yan Bai immediately stopped singing, changed to another spell, and successfully caught the unlucky fairies.

As soon as the two of them stood firmly on the ground, they felt the ground shake. It turned out that Nightmare rushed over after him.Yan Bai pushed away the fairy who was hugging him tightly, raised his staff, and instantly increased the speed of chanting the mantra by two or three times. Two seconds later, the nightmare was wrapped in a white light.

In the eyes of other fairies, the sharp black claws hovered almost right above the elf's head, and in the next second they would tear the elf who was still singing in half.

so far so good……

When the dazzling white light dissipated, the nightmare had disappeared. Only the silver-haired elf in a robe and holding a wooden staff stood indifferently.

The fairies cheered and rushed up to surround the elf, but they were caught by the exuberant appearance and indifferent temperament of the other party, and dared not get too close.

Standing in such an encirclement, voices from all directions clearly fell into Yan Bai's ears, and he heard fairies whispering about his disgusting human aura.

"It's a half-elf..."

"He's the only half-elf in Avalon."

"Yes, it is the child of the Elf King... born to a human woman..."

"The combination of noble blood and..."

Yan Bai frowned slightly, remembering what his father had told him before, he waved his sleeves and prepared to leave, but he didn't want to be stopped.

——It was the fairy who was rescued by him just now.Her appearance was extremely beautiful, even though her face was disheveled and her hair was disheveled due to the battle just now, her beauty was not diminished in the slightest.As long as it is a creature, it is inevitable to have a good impression of the good-looking opposite sex, and the same is true for Yanbai.He stopped and waited quietly for the fairy to speak.

The fairy stared at him, a blush gradually appeared on her face, her eyes were watery, and she was full of tenderness: "Thank you just now."

"No." Yan Bai replied briefly, and at the same time told them who they should really thank, "I came here following the order of my father."

The fairy smiled, moved away the body that blocked his way, walked to Yan Bai's side and said softly: "Then I should go and thank His Majesty the Elf King face to face."

Yan Bai glanced at the other fairies—they all looked surprised, staring at his companion and whispering, as if wondering how she could stand so close to a half-elf.

He also felt that this distance was too close, so close that he couldn't help but silently took a step to the side to distance himself from the fairy.However, the other party didn't seem to notice it, or deliberately ignored it, followed by a step forward, continued to maintain a posture that seemed to be close to the words, and said with a smile: "Please lead the way."

Yan Bai pursed his lips, and finally took a step forward.

Immediately, he deeply understood that the origin of the word "promise by body" was not without reason.The fairy who was rescued by him unabashedly showed her affection for Yanbai along the way, and first introduced herself for a long time.Then the fairy named Alice chattered all the way, chatting with Yan Bai about the Avalon Forest, about the foggy river, about the human heroes here, about the scenery by the lake, and of course the most talked about was about the nightmare just now.

Alice was not hurt by the elf's indifference at all, instead she became more frustrated and courageous, the more Yan Bai ignored her, the more she racked her brains to find topics.In the end, when Yan Bai took her outside the palace of the Elf King and wanted to say goodbye in disrespect, Alice ignored the strange gazes of the other elves and boldly confessed to him: "If it wasn't for you just now, I would have been scratched by the nightmare Yes. I think, I fell in love with your heroic appearance at the moment when you saved me."

"...Thank you." Yan Bai was speechless for a moment, and replied politely and distantly. After saluting her, he almost fled in despair.Now, Avalon is not only a fairy, but even the elves will know him. The half-elf Merlin fell in love with a fairy after saving her.

Sure enough, after Alice left, the Elf King summoned Yan Bai once again, and stood in the palace full of ethereal singing again. Yan Bai was surprised to find that his father seemed worried about this: "My child , Avalon Fairy's favor is both a gift and a disaster, I saw the trajectory of your fate in that departed fairy."

Yan Bai quietly listened to his soothing tone, and replied softly: "Father, I understand."

The Elf King saw through his disapproval of the word fate at a glance, and sighed.

You can’t blame Yanbai for sneering at the words of fate. The more famous magicians or magic books in this world, the more they like to talk about fate. They think that fate is irresistible. For example, fate shows that you die at the age of 20. You will definitely die at the age of 20, and you will never be delayed until your 21st birthday. Fate shows that a country should perish on a certain month in a certain year, and that country will definitely perish on that date.Of course, magicians can see that fate is limited, and they are rarely as specific as these examples. Most of the time, it is like the fate of Yanbai seen by the elf king, which is vague and ambiguous. Things are going to happen.As for exactly what kind of bad thing, what form and when it will happen, it cannot be seen.

Yan Bai has always believed that "my life is up to me", and instead of being afraid of the illusory future, it is better to put aside fate and take one's life into one's own hands.In this way, no matter whether the final outcome is good or bad, it is a decision made by oneself, just don't regret it.

"Son, your mother is dying, go and see her." The Elf King gave up on letting his son understand the irresistibility of fate, and instead mentioned another matter.

Yan Bai was taken aback, mother?This word is far enough away from him, and this is also the first time he heard his father mention the mother of this world.

"Go, your mother is waiting for you." Just from the expressionless face of the Elf King, it is difficult to tell whether he is sad or indifferent to this matter, so Yan Bai had no choice but to bow to him and leave.

This is a milky-white monastery. It was just at sunset, and the solemn bell sounded from the courtyard, startling a dozen domesticated pigeons.The setting sun shone on the wall of the monastery, elongating Yan Bai's shadow and projecting it on the wall in a yellow light.

With his pointed hat on his cloak and his face hidden in the shadows, he knocked on the wooden door of the monastery.Soon a nun opened the door and looked at him warily with half of her face: "Who?"

Yan Bai stared at her and said softly, "I'm here to see Sister Mary."

He had probably been ordered before, and upon hearing this sentence, the nun opened the door without hesitation, went in, and told him when she led him into the house: "Sister Mary is dying, if you are really her She will be very happy."

Out of the corner of her eyes, the nun wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and there was only pity and sympathy on her face, without any discrimination.

But such people are in the minority after all, the more you enter Sister Mary's room, the fewer nuns and monks you meet on the road, until standing at the door of the room, Yan Bai looked at the overgrown yard outside the corridor on the right, and the dilapidated courtyard in front of him. A burst of unknown anger suddenly surged in the heart of the unbearable wooden door.

Is this a mother-child bond?When he opened the door and walked in, he thought to himself, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.When he saw the woman lying on the bed, he pulled off his hat directly, and his long silver hair instantly fell on his shoulders.

Hearing that the door was opened, the person on the bed slowly turned her head. In the late autumn when the autumn wind was rising and the temperature dropped sharply, she was only covered with a thin blanket, and the body under the blanket would be ignored if she didn't pay attention. In the past, I thought there was no one on the bed.The exposed face was old, shriveled, and wrinkled. The elf king looked like a 30-year-old young man, while this woman looked dozens of years older than him.

The woman's eyes were dull, and she slowly moved from the nun who locked the door to Yan Bai, and stopped immediately.

I don't know how long it took, the woman's eyes gradually brightened, and the originally muddy vision became clear. She wriggled her dry and peeled lips, wanting to say something.

Yan Bai stepped forward quickly, grabbed the woman's raised hand from the blanket, and knelt down in front of her on one knee.Before that, he had never seen her appearance, nor had he imagined whether the mother in this world was ugly or beautiful. Now when he saw her at first glance, he only felt her incomparable beauty and gentleness.Half his blood came from this woman, and she was lying dying in this small, dark, cold room.

Yan Bai clenched the hand in his palm, and softly called out, "Mother."

The woman smiled, her mouth trembled, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sound from her throat: "My... child..."

The clear light was fleeting in her eyes, and after she murmured out the child, it returned to chaos, and only tears gathered in those sunken eye sockets.Soon a tear slipped from the corner of the eye, and fell into the sparse gray hair along the slightly sunken temple.

"My... child..." the woman murmured and repeated, and finally took a deep look at Yan Bai, and closed her eyes.Tears kept flowing, but she gradually stopped breathing.

At the moment when the woman's breathing stopped, Yan Bai even had the illusion that he also stopped breathing.

No, it's not an illusion, he did hold his breath, and he didn't take a big breath until he came back to his senses.

The nun behind him began to say the prayer, and in a low voice, Yan Bai squeezed his hand that was losing temperature and said calmly: "I want to take her away."

Upon hearing this, the nun immediately stopped praying, she walked to the window and whispered anxiously: "No, you can't."

"Why can't I be her son?" At least, she couldn't enter Avalon during her lifetime, and let her rest in his father's domain after death.

"Others can't be sure that she really has a child. You must know that she is a nun," the young nun said quickly, "you don't want your mother to be abused after death, right?"

The depravity of a nun is not only as simple as being insulted in this day and age, let alone...

"What's more... There are rumors that she had sex with a nightmare and gave birth to a child. If the people in the town know that you really exist, she..." The young nun didn't dare to imagine the consequences, so she could only try her best to persuade her. Bai, I hope he can dispel the idea of ​​not considering the consequences.

It is true that the consequences are not considered.The excitement subsided, Yan Bai calmed down, and followed the young nun's words to think about it. After a long silence, he said softly after a long time: "I know...let her be still shrouded in the glory of the Lord after she dies."

The young nun obviously breathed a sigh of relief. She crossed her chest and sang, "Amen."

It can be seen that she has a good relationship with Yan Bai's mother, at least after knowing that Yan Bai's mother has indeed violated the will of dedicating her body and mind to God, she is still willing to help Yan Bai meet his mother.However, she is still afraid of Yanbai, not because of the expensive cloak on his body, nor because of his extraordinary appearance, but because of his bloodline.

She was not informed of the identity of Yan Bai's father, and directly took the rumors seriously, thinking that Yan Bai was a descendant of Nightmare, a half-Nightmare, even with half human blood, it was a terrifying existence.

Seeing the fear she tried to hide, Yan Bai simply left the monastery and never appeared in front of her again, making the latter think he had left.In fact, he hid behind the tree and watched his mother's coffin being buried with his own eyes, and felt the long-lost heartache. As her child, he couldn't bury her in front of everyone, which was ridiculous to the point of ridiculous.

"Why do you care so much about the mother of this world this time?" The heart demon stood behind him, leaning over and whispering in his ear lazily. Now that he has all the memories of Yanbai, it is natural to see him as Wo De Eves' indifference to the death of his parents.