【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第四章（下）

Ps：因为一个章节字数超过投稿限制了，所以up只能分成两期鹅鹅鹅
The laughter was the worst of it. Wilbur could feel it growing louder in his head, the sound of a thousand different voices laughing at a joke he was not privy to—a joke with him as the punchline. But then the still-healing wound on his hand would ache, reminding him of what he’d done and where he was. He was standing on a rock, feet braced against moss, felling distant enemies with arrows. He was King Wilbur, Protector of the Realm, Ruler of the Kingdom, leader of the Royal Army, and he’d brought all these people here.