There is a colorful French window inside. The oil lamp is placed on the other side of the window. After the light passes through the window, it casts a gorgeous color on the ground. However, this color, interwoven with the surrounding darkness, becomes a strange projection.
It was like a woman with eight legs, holding herself in her arms, and her shadow fell on the coffin in the cave.
Dilo shuffled to the coffin, the air smelling rotten and burnt.
As she approached the coffin, she flopped down on her knees. Around the coffin, the ground was covered with sharp glass debris and thorny vines. Dilo endured the pain and rubbed her knees on the ground. Little by little, she moved to the coffin and fell down with tears.
"Mom, my daughter has come back. She has never been able to take that step. Please respond to her! I'm really helpless and confused now! "
The glass scraps cut her trousers, tore the soft skin of her leg, and left deep scars on it. The sharp spines pierced her leg deeply. They were growing upside down, trying to use their sharp bodies to stop the owner of the legs from moving on.
She endured a surge of pain, close to the coffin, the blood under her body soon soaked the debris on the ground.
And there, the rocks on the ground have already formed a thick mud shell, showing a purple black luster, like solidified blood scab.
Dilo finally got close to the coffin, put her two little hands on the coffin board, and pushed hard.
With a clattering sound, the coffin board was completely pushed away, revealing the things inside.
It was a twisted corpse, dry, scorched and smelly.
With the help of the light of the flower window above her head, dilo could see the charred skin on the corpse. They were wrinkled together, just like the shark skin that had been exposed in the sun. From the state of the corpse, it looked like a woman who had been burned to death. Because of severe dehydration, now she could see the lines of her bones.
With a gentle smile on her face and tears in her eyes, dilo helped the edge of the coffin to get up.
She slowly withdrew her clothes and carefully turned them into the coffin.
Just like lying in her mother's arms when she was a child, dilo lay beside the corpse. She pressed her skin tightly on her body to feel the touch of the corpse.
"Mom, you taste just like before! Your body is as considerate as night, warm as fire, and reliable as rock. My daughter wants one to hold you until the end of the world! "
Dilo hugged the body, her face on top, curled up in the coffin like a baby.
After a long time, dilo wakes up from her sleep. She feels a palpitation, and then turns her head to look at the terrible body beside her.
From the inside of the corpse, there was a heart beating wave and a dull sound.
Dilo jumped out of the coffin. She laughed, covered her mouth, knelt down in the coffin, and listened to the chest of the corpse with her ears on her side.
Windhelm City, a shabby little room, there is a little boy shivering inside. He is guarding the door of the room, walking up and down, with anxious color on his face. The cold wind from the hole in the roof made him cold, and he didn't get close to the room.
In that room, there was a low voice, tender but full of hatred and madness.
"Night mother, dear night mother! Please send your children. The evil deeds of those sinners can only be redeemed by the baptism of blood and fear. "
The sound kept repeating until there was a strange sound inside, and then it stopped completely.
The little boy stopped walking and ran to the door.
Creak, the door opened, at the same time, a warm and bloody smell came out. A little beggar with disheveled hair, ragged clothes and dirty body came out. He had a toothless mouth and a dagger in his hand.
"Aventus, the night mother has finally answered me. She has answered me. The sinner will be punished!"
After hearing this, the little boy jumped up in surprise. The two children held each other and jumped. On the floor of that room, there was a circle of candles burning. Among them was a pair of bones. Under the sternum of the bones, there was a heart. Now the heart was broken. There was a dagger on it. There were broken Solanum petals everywhere on the floor.
"Severn, really? Is that old witch really going to die? "
The child named Saiwen took out a crumpled note from his arms. There was a black handprint on the paper and a line of small words below.
"We know you. The blade is out of its sheath."
In the cave, dilo rubbed her hands. In her hand was a black charcoal pen. Just now, she heard that voice in her mother's body. Someone was calling her. As a listener, the assassin of the dark brotherhood, this is her duty.
Now, dilo is trembling with excitement. After she dyed her little hands black, she pressed a black fingerprint on the paper, tilted her head and thought for a while, then wrote a sentence below: we know you, the blade has come out of the sheath.She snapped her fingers, and then out of the darkness flew a crow. The crow had two silver white lines on its body, and it had only one eye on its head, but that eye was emitting a dark blue light.
"Send it to me, mother! Dilo has sharpened her dagger and is waiting for the next one to kill
The crow took the note, spread its wings, flapped a few times, and then disappeared into the air. Dilo wiped her little hand carelessly on her body. She pulled out the dagger from her waist, and then lifted it up to the flower window.
"Is that what you mean by messenger, Severn?"
Two children were standing in the room. In front of them stood a one eyed crow.
"Aventus, this is the messenger of the dark brotherhood. Thank God, that damned evil woman will be punished at last!"
Aventus looked at the one eyed crow. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a small bag with a hole in it, which contained a few gold coins. This was their life money and a deposit for the brotherhood.
"Hurry up! Don't you want that wicked woman's head on our bed the next day? "
Aventus gritted his teeth and put the rag bag in front of the crow. The crow examined his head, picked up the bag and disappeared into the room with a jump.
"See, it's amazing!" Saiwen bumped into aventus, and the child's young face was wearing a strange smile.
Dilo received the money bag from the crow. She opened the bag and poured out a handful of gold coins. Each gold coin was covered with blood, and in the gold coin, there were two bloody fingers. She picked up the money and threw it up.
Quack! The crow caught his finger and disappeared into the darkness.