The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Lilia’s Bud

“Come on, read to me.” Lilia knelt in front of Lothar and taught slowly, “I am Lothar.”

“I’m… Luo…” A boy sat beside the tree with a confused expression, his body was covered with clothes made of leaves, and a bunch of small animals gathered around him.

“No, no, no!” Lilia was on the verge of crying, “I———— Luo——Sa!”

“I am… Luo…”

“Forget it…” Lilia’s ears drooped, “Let’s try another name, listen up——I’m Rorschach.”

“I’m Luo.”

“I’m Luosha.”

“I am Luo.”

Tears appeared in Lilia’s eyes: “Woohoo … blame me, if I don’t sneeze that … the dreams of the edited will not have a problem … make him even his name …”

The boy sat dumbfounded, indifferent to Lilia’s tears.

Lilia hugged the branch and sobbed. A small spot of light floated from the lantern on the branch, touching her forehead, giving her a little warmth.

“Thank you…thank you…” Lilia wiped away her tears and looked gratefully at the little light spot. This is her closest friend, a little dream. If it wasn’t for its company, Lilia felt that she could not even walk out of Wangyou Garden. I have no courage.

Lilia looked at the boy in front of her melancholy: “It’s all my fault… If I could have come out to stop her earlier, he wouldn’t have lost his memory…”

But Lilia was really scared at that time, especially when Ahri and Lothar were entangled together, Lilia was so ashamed that she wanted to knock her head off, and almost passed out without kicking her four hooves.

The boy kept staring at her.

Lilia’s face started to heat up, and she timidly covered her face: “You…can you stop looking at me?”

The boy seemed to be unable to hear, his eyes were distracted.

Lilia couldn’t stand someone staring at her all the time, so she blushed and went around behind a tree to hide most of her body.

“I’m really useless…” Lilia complained to herself, “If only I had more courage…”

The buds on the top of Lilia’s head began to shrink, and the petals hugged each other tightly. Just like Lilia, she fell into self-blame, wishing she would never see outsiders again.

Her bud was suddenly touched.

“Ah!” Lilia jumped up in fright, her four deer hooves kept bouncing like they were stepping on a hot pot.

She turned around, and the boy walked behind her at some point.

Lilia was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, covering the buds with tears in her eyes: “You you you you you! What are you doing! You can’t touch that!”

The boy stared at her blankly, not knowing what he did wrong.

Lilia blocked her face that was as red as a carnation: “Well…forgot that he lost his memory…”

She probably knew why the boy wanted to touch her flower bud. This flower is a part of Lilia’s body and has the same dream-weaving power as the tree mother. It should be this that attracted the boy.

But unlike Mother Tree, Lilia’s flower hasn’t bloomed yet, and it can’t spit out the dream dust of weaving dreams.

Lilia looked at the boy in distress. She weaved a messy dream and stuffed it into his mind, but because of that sneeze, the boy has now become more dull than a stone.

Lilia wanted to cry again, but a little dream flew in front of her, encouraging her.

“No, Lilia.” Lilia grabbed the branch tightly, “He is the benefactor of the tree mother. If it weren’t for his dream, the tree mother would still be suffering. You must save him.”

Lilia looked at the flower lantern on the branch, there was not much pollen in it, obviously not enough to weave a new dream.

“Woo… I used up the dream dust when I weaved him dreams of language and some common sense.” Lilia looked at Lothar, and the strong life force made him grow around him.There were a lot of flowers and mushrooms, and the little animals scrambled to climb on him, “I can’t take him back to the garden. With him like this, the greedy flowers will definitely eat him up.”

Lilia had no choice but to shed tears once again.

A little dream flew to her temple, and tapped lightly.

“That’s right! And this trick! Lilia, you are so stupid!” Lilia was so happy that her fluffy tail began to wag like a ball, “With this method, I can go back to the garden and help him weave dreams Already!”

“However…” Lilia stood up worriedly, and looked at the motionless boy, “He looks like this, it’s too dangerous to be alone, it will be bad if he meets someone who covets his life force again, we have to teach him how to protect him first Do it yourself.”

Lilia checked the dream dust in the lantern, and it was really not enough to weave a dream that taught the boy how to protect himself.

“What should I do…” Lilia fell into deep thought.

Xiaomeng hit her head again.

Lilia was taken aback: “Really… really want to do this? I’ve never tried…”

The little dream flickered, encouraging her to try.

“Fine…well…there is no other way.”

Lilia looked at the boy shyly: “This… this is my first time… I’ve never done this to other people…”

She clenched the branch tightly and began to exert strength.

Lilia’s little face was flushed, as if she was trying to release something.

Finally, with Lilia’s unremitting efforts, the buds on her head opened slightly.

Little Dreams danced around her, cheering her on.

Finally, the petals gradually unfolded, revealing what’s inside.

Although only a small slit was opened, it did reveal her love interest.

“Work harder!” Lilia tried her best to make Mengchen spit out from the bud, “You can do it! Lilia! You are a strong Mengsheng deer! You can be like the tree mother!”

The flower buds did spray dream dust, but only sporadic points fell before Lilia’s eyes, and then immediately closed again.

“Woo…” Lilia covered her face with her hands and knelt on the ground again, “I really can’t do it…I’m such a useless deer…”

Just when Lilia was dejected, she felt her delicate petals being grabbed again.

The boy grasped the buds with both hands, began to break off the petals, and poked his fingers directly into the flower path.

“Ahhh!” Lilia screamed, “No! Don’t poke it in! Very! Very sensitive!” 5

The boy ignored it, and his fingers went deeper and deeper, until they touched Lilia’s delicate stamen.

“No…don’t…” Lilia’s face was flushed, and tears welled up in her eyes. She grabbed the boy’s arm and tried to break free, but she couldn’t do it at all. Her four hooves kept trembling, and she couldn’t even stand up. “Easy…lightly…please…please…”

The boy didn’t care about Lilia’s appeal at all. He messed up the flower heart with his fingers, and the flower buds instinctively sprayed dream dust all around.

“Ah… ah…” Lilia felt that her untouched domain was being violently invaded. Her mind went blank, and she was about to faint with shame.

The small animals and plants watched the strange behavior between one person and one deer. The strength of the boy’s life made them full of energy, and the pollen spit out by the buds on the deer’s head made them fall asleep one by one, doing it in an extremely comfortable situation. dream.

Lilia didn’t know how long it took, but when she felt that she was about to collapse, the boy finally pulled out her finger.

Lilia fell limply on the ground, her breathing was short, and she vaguely saw the boy sucking her finger, which was covered with her nectar.

A little dream flew in front of her eyes, flickering a few times.

“You’re right… Spitting out so much dream dust…should be enough…” Lilia closed her eyes, “But I’m still so ashamed…”

She fell into a dream, and went to the dream to escape the reality that made her feel ashamed.

The forest was completely quiet, and all creatures fell asleep peacefully under the dual power of life and dreams, only the sound of snoring and the sound of the boy sucking his fingers.

It was peaceful.

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According to legend, there is a garden of forgetfulness in the sacred forest of Ionia, Omeka Yalan.

There is a tree in the Wangyou Garden called the Fantasy Tree.

Its canopy is full of dream flowers, absorbing the dreams of the entire Ionia, and then the flowers spit out dream dust and spread the dreams with the wind.

Until one day, a beautiful coincidence happened.

A dream flower captured the fantasy tree’s own dream. Before the flower bloomed, it fell to the ground. This immature flower bone actually grew into a strange deer.

A dream born deer.

——A little legend that has gradually become popular in Ionia in recent years