The Kraken capital of the Sailer Kingdom still retains the name of the Kraken and is called Sailer Port.
The old Sirens have long been reduced to legends in the eyes of the newly born Trileaf people. The era of royal blood descendants and trolls has been gradually forgotten with the passing of King Henir. This place has become a very important Xiinsai.
port city.
Many young people and children even know that this place is called Port Saler only verbally, but they don’t even know what Saler means.
There are ships of all sizes moored on the coast, and the three-leaf people on the pier are busy non-stop.
These ships carry various items originating from the Temple of Oil to various cities along the coast, and even to the Kingdom of the Demonic Abyss in the deep sea.
The world has brought about too many changes because of the power of rituals and miracles. Although the power of this ritual cannot yet spread to every Trileaf and the people of the Demonic Abyss, it can be seen that Xiinsai and the Kingdom of the Demonic Abyss are making progress in this way.
Become prosperous at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Whoop!”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang!”
The cold sea breeze howled past the signboard under the lighthouse, making a noisy sound.
At the end of the avenue, a large group of children crowded under the stairs.
At the top of the stairs is a magnificent temple.
The Temple of Oil, one of the famous nine temples, is here, erected on the coast.
Every day, the Temple of Oil will give some of the blue grace food ointment produced by itself to the beggars in Sailer City. On some important days, it will also distribute candies to children to promote the gifts of the gods.
Children in the city who had received the news early crowded under the temple, looking forward to it.
sugar.
Even though with the popularity of ritual magic formations it is no longer exclusive to nobles, it is not something that ordinary people can afford. Only in places like Sailer City that rely on the Temple of Oil, ordinary people can occasionally taste it.
the taste of.
The priest came out with a big cloth bag and said to the children lining up.
“One for each person.”
“Queue to receive.”
Although the children looked at the bags excitedly and some began to swallow their saliva, they still queued up obediently.
“My mine!”
"be mine!"
“Thank you, Lord Priest.”
One after another, the line gradually shortened.
pity.
Having just reached halfway through the queue, the bag in the young priest's hand was empty.
The child who had just reached him was gone, sitting on the ground crying.
The other children behind him were also very disappointed, but they could only disperse and watch eagerly as others tasted the delicious candy.
Some children carefully hid them and took them home, while others wanted to take them to street shops and sell them for money.
One of the children who had not received the candy was walking on the street in despair. When he raised his head, he suddenly noticed that something seemed to be moving in the sky.
The thing floated so high that only a black dot could be seen.
"what is that?"
The child is very surprised that there are no birds in this era, and in Sanye's understanding of the concept, there is nothing else in the sky except clouds.
He raised his head and walked quickly on the street chasing the black spot, but unfortunately he couldn't see it clearly.
"weird stuff."
After all, the child's curiosity could not last long, but this chase made a lot of the sadness in his heart dissipate.
He gave up chasing the black spot and turned around to go home.
The sky is getting dark, and the lights of the grocery stores on the street light up, illuminating the dazzling array of products in the stores.
Eat, play.
Beautiful cups, exquisite pottery dolls, red hats and precious silk scrolls rolled together.
The child is very envious, but he can’t afford the things in the store.
When I got home, my mother prepared the cheapest food paste and placed it in front of the child.
“Where is the father?” the child asked his mother.
He has some expectations. His father often brings him some small gifts when he comes back.
“The wharf hasn’t finished work yet!”
“The weather is getting colder and there are fewer boats on the pier.”
“Your father hasn’t received any work recently, and he doesn’t know how he will survive this month.”
“I hope he will come back with more wages today. Let’s go buy a fish to eat tomorrow!”
The busy mother replied.
The child climbed to the roof after eating. He wanted to see if the black spot in the sky was still there, but unfortunately it was already dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.
It’s just that the child didn’t expect that the thing was falling towards him.
This is a hot air balloon, with a beautiful fairy carrying a cloth bag standing on the basket below.
It fell from the sky and landed on the roof of the house, knocking the child down.
The child doesn’t know what this is, but he knows it is something that can fly.
"Wow!"
"Amazing!"
The child watched the goblin poke his head out from the hanging basket, looking at him with jewel-like eyes, and his long, bright golden hair was fluttering in the night wind.
This is an existence that looks obviously different from the three-leaf people, but for some reason, the child feels that she is very close to her.
“Who are you?” the child asked the goblin.
The goblin hovered the hot air balloon steadily in front of the child, like an angel falling from the sky: "I am the dream goblin, from the kingdom of God."
“Because you are the first child to discover me, I can give you a gift to fulfill your little wish.”
Children have heard of goblins: “Goblins?”
“Is it the kind of goblin on the wall of the temple? The kind of goblin who can conjure anything and live in the kingdom of God?”
The goblin nodded, but in the child's eyes, she suddenly radiated a divine light.
The name "goblin" seems to have been connected with gods and saints since its birth.
The child asked excitedly: "Is it really possible to do anything?"
The goblin smiled and said: "The goblin has the power of miracles and can change the things you know!"
"but!"
“There is only one gift!”
The child was very happy, but felt nervous and embarrassed when he heard that there was only one gift.
Finally, the child said to the goblin.
“I want sugar, a big jar of sugar.”
The shadow of the Cup of God appeared behind the goblin, and the magic brand of sugar jumped up and landed in the goblin's hand, eventually turning into a beam of light.
In the light, a silver jar appeared and slowly fell, finally being placed on the ground.
"bless you."
“Your wish has come true.”
The child was so excited that he opened the jar and held it in his arms.
"Wow!"
"really have!"
“This is all real, not a dream.”
Children cheered for joy and made a sound like a scream.
Sheila had a smile on her face, and the fairies in the Sunflower Sea would also make such sounds when they were happy.
The child's father had just come back. Hearing the noise, he ran to the roof with his mother and saw the jar in the child's arms.
Children don’t know that the most valuable thing is not the candy in the jar, but the jar.
But his father and mother knew it, and they asked the child in a panic where his things came from.
The child turned around excitedly: "It was the one just now..."
However, when I looked back, the goblin had long since disappeared.
"Eh!"
“That person just now doesn’t seem to be a human being...”
“It was given to me by a very beautiful being who seemed to be shining with light.”
The child felt that his memory was completely blurred, and he could not even remember the wish he had just made.
but.
The gift in your hand is heavy and brings you a sense of happiness.
In the basket of the hot air balloon, the goblin looked at the lights of thousands of houses from the sky.
The civilization of the Sanye people has developed much faster than she imagined. The last time she came here, it felt lifeless, but this time it was completely different.
“It’s time to find the next one.”
How many kinds of wishes can be fulfilled, how many kinds of magical brands she can integrate into her mythical blood, which means how many kinds of power she can control.
Hira's mythical blood is the most powerful among fairies. She is the other fairy created by God himself besides Polo.
She is able to incorporate almost all the imprints in the Cup of God into her own mythical blood, turning them into balls of wishful light.
This also means.
Her journey has been a long one.
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From this day on, the legend about the goblin who gave gifts to children slowly began to spread in the world of the three-leaf people.
Hey!
do you know?
If you meet a beautiful fairy floating in the sky on the road, you can make a wish to her and ask her to give you a gift.
Pure and simple wishes will receive more gifts.
Greedy and excessive demands will be teased and punished by fairies.
As this legend spread, the country of Hinsai gradually formed a festival called the Festival of Prayer.
On this day.
Children of Xiinsai will make wishes before falling asleep, and all kinds of wishes turn into memories and fill the dreamy star sea.
And the fairies in the dream world are also in a carnival at this moment.
They will line up and walk hand in hand through these dreams of prayer, choosing the best wishes from them.
Then.
Perform it for the children.
Perhaps among thousands of children, only one can realize his little innocent wish, and that will be the best thing in a child's childhood.