第八十四章侏儒城的守望者(13/16)

                                                                       疯狂的侏儒们一下子沉寂下来，抓在手里的石块都忘了投出。我必须要保护她。
                                                                                                                                                                玛蒂想，竭尽全力向镜屋的方向爬。听到阿索斯在她背后鼓动著侏儒们︰“抓住她！就是那个小东西！只要把她做成红帽子，我们就能得救了！”市民们尖叫起来，冲向镜屋大门。
                                                                                                                                                                玛蒂奋力的坐起来，向她的市民们摆手。没有人听他的，那一张张邪恶扭曲的面孔，已经不属于善良的侏儒所有。
                                                                                                                                                                玛蒂忽然明白了，那是红帽子。一些只知道机械的听从的刽子手。
                                                                                                                                                                在我们把红帽子戴在别的生灵头上时，它也同样戴在我们的心上。二十年前，来到侏儒城的那个人类不是救主，而是恶魔。
                                                                                                                                                                那个名叫“瓦勒”的人类。一个市民向玛蒂的头掷出了石块。
                                                                                                                                                                她看著石块飞向自己的额头，身体已经支离破碎，她没有力气躲开，只好无奈的闭上了眼楮。一秒钟。
                                                                                                                                                                两秒钟。五秒钟。
                                                                                                                                                                那块石头还是没有打在玛蒂头上。她睁开眼楮，看见一个灰色的世界。
                                                                                                                                                                石块就停在眼前，模模糊糊的占了半个视野。侏儒们、阿索斯，甚至在地下城中永不止歇的寒风，都变成土石木偶。
                              

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