Lead-gray dark clouds obscured the sun and slowly rolled in from the north, gradually shrouding Asgard in a gloomy haze. The faint thunder echoed faintly like the low roar of a giant beast.
On the empty street, two maids held flower baskets and looked up at the oppressive clouds in the sky, their expressions a little solemn.
"Thunder clouds are coming from the north... It seems Lord Thor is coming back soon." One of the maids murmured to herself.
"Lord Thor doesn't seem to be in a very good mood. Did he fail to catch the assassin?"
"It seems so. It took two days to run back and forth. If the assassin was not caught, Lord Saul would definitely be in a terrible mood. This scene is rare..."
The other maid let out a long sigh.
"Let's go back quickly. Lord Sif asked us to pick these flowers. She must want to surprise Lord Thor. If he comes back and sees Lord Sif standing among so many blooming chrysanthemums to pick him up, maybe
I feel better." A maid sniffed the rich fragrance of flowers in her arms, with a look of yearning in her eyes.
"The flower language of the scale flower seems to be eternal love, right? I don't know if Lord Thor can understand Lord Sif's good intentions."
"Let's not worry about the matters between gods and lords. If we go any slower, we really won't be able to catch up!"
The two maids walked quickly along the dark cloud-covered street.
At this moment, a golden rainbow light passed across the sky. It seemed to have discovered something. It circled half a circle in the air and flew straight towards them.
Braki, wearing an elegant dark gold dress, walked out of the light, staring at the pale yellow flowers blooming in the hands of the two maids, and a joyful look appeared on his face:
"Scale-toothed chrysanthemum? This has a good meaning... I'm sorry, I'll borrow it first!"
Without saying a word, Brachi flipped his palm, and the scale chrysanthemum in the maid's hand flew directly into his hand, and then his body turned into a stream of light and flew away into the distance again.
"I owe you these flowers. I'll come to the Eternal Garden later. You can choose whatever flowers you want in the garden!"
As Brachi's voice gradually faded away, the two maids stood there at a loss, holding empty flower baskets.
"Sister...sister, our flowers have been snatched away!" A maid finally came to her senses and was about to burst into tears.
The other maid didn't respond. She looked blankly in the direction Brachi left, standing there like a stone sculpture.
"He is... no, it's impossible? Hasn't that adult been missing for a long time? And Eternal Garden..." Her brows furrowed tightly, her face full of confusion.
"Sister, what are you talking about?"
"...Hurry, go back quickly! Go back to find Master Sif and Master Thor!" The maid looked extremely anxious. She lifted up her skirt and ran quickly to the end of the road.
"Brachi is back!!"
…
【Dear Brachi】
[Do you still remember the winding gravel path at the entrance of the garden? It was the one paved with stones that we fished from the holy river together?]
[The stone in the holy river is indeed the hardest and most eternal thing in the world. It has not changed at all in the hundred years since you left. Every time Verdante comes to me to borrow flower seeds, she will try to use her strength to
She stepped on it twice, but no matter how hard she stepped on it, she couldn't make even a crack.】
[Every time I see her stubborn and distressed expression, I feel so cute...]
[I believe that the love between us will be closer to eternity than that gravel path. Even if death dances on it, it will not be able to separate us...]
…
Under the dim thunderclouds,
Brachi looked at the familiar gravel path in his memory and recalled the letter Eden wrote to him not long ago.
The pale yellow chrysanthemum swayed in the wind, and a few petals fell, swirling gently on the gravel road, and then drifted towards the end of the path... The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
He held the bouquet in his left hand and adjusted his straight collar with his right hand. He looked like an energetic young general who had just returned from the battlefield, smiling and preparing to welcome his bride who had been waiting for him for a hundred years.
Brachi stepped forward and walked slowly deeper along the gravel path.
…
【Asgard in spring is always so charming.】
[I was sitting on the swing at the entrance of the garden, surrounded by blooming golden buds. When the warm spring breeze blew, the fragrance of the flowers almost drowned me... Do you still remember the sea of gold we saw at the top of the Giant Kingdom?
?The way the petals of the golden bracts roll over the garden with the spring breeze is almost exactly the same as the waves of the golden sea.】
[Thanks to your reminder, I asked Sif to help solve the problem of overflowing wild jellyfish. Now I have taken care of the garden as cleanly as it was when we first got married. 】
【If you come back, you will definitely like it very much...】
…
On the dark gravel path, the wind blowing from nowhere brought a bit of coolness.
Brachi climbed up the stairs among the dead leaves flying in the sky. The bright dark gold dress seemed to be the only color in this dead world. The whimpering wind seemed to have countless low wind instruments hidden in the forest, for his
Come back and play a happy chapter.
Brachi held the chrysanthemum in his hands and stepped onto the last step. Full of expectations, he suddenly froze in place when he saw the scene in front of him.
The bleak cold wind blew through the gray-white garden, leaving only scattered roots and stems standing alone on the dry soil in the wind.
There was no warm breeze, no fragrance of flowers, no golden wave that rolled up after the golden buds she planted bloomed...
Under the thundering sky, only a dilapidated wooden house remained, sitting on an uncared-for ruined garden in the distance.
Brachi's straight collar was rustled by the wind. He stood blankly in front of the dilapidated garden, like a dead sculpture, motionless.
His eyes were full of confusion and confusion... Everything was different from what he imagined.
It shouldn't be like this...
This shouldn’t be like this!!?
Braki's pupils were trembling uncontrollably. Even though he kept denying in his heart that this was his and her home, the traces clearly engraved in his memory were like someone holding a trumpet to his ears and roaring continuously.
Roaring angrily, his mind went blank.
"Impossible...this is impossible." Brachi's eyes were blurred and he kept shaking his head.
"Eden! Eden! Where are you?! I'm back...I'm back! Eden!!"
He pulled out his stiff legs and ran forward like crazy along the path in the courtyard that was almost submerged in dust and soil.