Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第254/327页)

eerheavilyontheground,hewalkedmenaglytowardsherr,

    “Aren’tyouoneofDimitri’speople?WhatareyoudoinghereooryisofGehenna?DidthatbitchMedusasendyou?Wehaveretreatedtotheverybottomofthefathomlessabysstoescapeher.Isn’tthatenough?Hasshesentyouheretokillbothofus?Alright!Tellhertoeonthen,Iamnotscared.I’lltakeheronandwewillfighttothedeath…”ThedelicateWhiteFairyshrankbacktremblingwithfear,feelingreallythreatehissavage,bellowiofamaeppedin.PgherfingersonCyclops’arm,shepulledhimasideandsaidsoftly,

    “Cyclops,whatareyoudoing?Whydoyouraveandrantatherthemomentyouseeher?LookhowyouscaredWhiteFairy.She’stremblinginfright!Letmetellyouwhysheishere…Thepastislonggohingshaveged.Itistimetodealwithabrandnewdeckofcardsapeopleandthingsreassemble.Mybodywhichhadbeentwohasnowbeen

    joiogetherandisasgoodashehatredihasdieddownandIfeelonlyadeepsenseofremorsetowardsKingDimitri.FromnowonIwillspendmydaysinprayerandtrition.IknowthereareunresolvedissuesbetweenyouandMedusa.SheorayedyouayDimitri,whichtothisdaystillinfuriatesyou.ButoherhandIwasoneofKingDimitri’sbeautiesinhisKingdomofDreams.Ibetrayedhimahimforyou.Sointhistugofwarthereseemstobeastalemate…Callitquitsnow,Cyclops.Whatistheretoquibbleaboutatthisstage?Althoughthetwoofustakerefugehereatthebottomofthesheercliffsandlivethelifeofhermitsfarfromtherestoftheworld,thispcedoesnotbelongtous.ItisstillwithintheKingdomofDreams.Idon’tthinkyourhostileattitudetowardsKingDimitriisappropriate.Itreversesthepositionsofhostaandsmacksofinsurreandinsurgeuationshaveged,Cyclops,andthingsarenolohesame.NowthereisnohostilityaybetweenusandKingDimitri,sowhynotshakehandsandmakepeacesowewouldbeabletolivetherestofourlivesinpeadhappiheyareheretoaskforyourhelpinraisingthegoldpathebottomofthekeaoreittoitsinalsitebyGiantMountain.Ifyouareabletodoit,whydon’tyouofferthemthehelptheywant?Itisimportanttokeepthepeacebetweenus…”Ileele,softandlogicalwordsoverwhelmedCycleandangerandheregainedacalmerstateofmind.

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    JustthenthefppingofmightywingswasheardandtheykhatMedusahadarrived.Lookinguptheysawabigbckbirdswoopdownfromonhigh,turnasomersaultanddropdowntothegroundintheshapeofabeautifulserpent-hairedwoman.WhiteFairywalkedovertoherandsaid,

    “HiMedusa.Howeyouarehere?”

    “Yoneforalongtimeanditwasgettingte,soIcametomakesurethatyouarealrightandnothinguntowardhadhappened.Areyht?”

    “I’mfineahingisgoingfihinkthatthereisagreatpossibilitythatwewouldbeabletoaplishoal…”MedusasawtheanswerinWhiteFairy’seyes.Smileslighteduptheeighteyesofthesefourpeopleastheystoodinthenarrowvalleyandstaredilyateachnifyingtheirwillioletgoofthepastandallitstwistsandturns,loveandhatred.Thepastwasgoneanddohandtheynolongerharboredanygrudgesagainsteachother.TheatmosphereatournedfriendlywhenCyclopsbroketheicebysaying,

    “Hi,Medusa.Iknowwhyareyouarehere.Iamwillingtodomybesttohelpyou,butsomethingsarehardtoaplish.Ihavenoproblemclimbingupthissheercliff…butIleenisjustrecandotbesubjectedtostressorherjusthealingwoundsmightrupture.Thatwon’tbegood.”Medusaughedandsaid,

    “That’snotaprob