What Ivar and Prince Smerkel didn't know was that when they looked at the God-given land from the sacred boat in shock, the Creator was also looking at them on the God-given land.
Yin Shen saw the flames in Iva's lantern lighting up. For the first time, Iva experienced his own emotions and desires.
joy.
Yin Shen also saw what Smerkel did when he returned, and saw that the legend of goblins began again in this era.
It begins in the early days of the birth of the light of civilization, and begins with a fantasy story about the encounter between a prince and a demigod.
In the story, death is not a punishment.
Death is a gift from God.
Death is the goblin's blessing.
Sally boarded the hot air balloon, and she circled around the pyramid, the hot air balloon rising and falling.
She said as she passed by the window where Yin Shen was.
"too slow."
"too slow."
What Sally and Yin Shen were talking about was that Ivar had been down for so long before he finally started his mission.
"It's really too slow."
If Sally is a child who is always looking for new things, a god full of vitality and vitality.
She observes everything in the world curiously, and uses her own thoughts to recognize and confirm all people and things.
She uses her own power to transform the world, and she treats the world as her garden.
She waved her paintbrush wantonly, painting this blank world.
So.
Ivar is a blank piece of paper, a quietly blooming flower.
He has no idea of changing the world, he is even waiting for others to change him.
He wants to understand the world from others, and to know the answers to emotions, desires and life from others.
Yin Shen told her: "Don't focus on whether something can be completed faster."
"The process of completing the mission and waiting for the end of the story is also very interesting."
"It is also a part of life, even more important than the ending and results."
"Just like us."
Sally: "Are we the same?"
Yin Shen looked at Sally, and Sally also controlled the hot air balloon and slowly stopped in front of the window, looking at Yin Shen doubtfully.
"Before you were born with wisdom, you sat by my statue day after day, and delivered the cup of the sun to me day after day."
"do you remember?"
Sally nodded, lost in that memory.
Yin Shen told him.
"Sometimes waiting is a beautiful thing."
“It’s also a wonderful memory.”
Sally also giggled and stamped her feet on the hot air balloon.
She landed on the Sea of Sun Flowers with her hot air balloon. She was going to choose another Sun Cup and put it in a flower pot and put it in the temple.
She looked around.
Which lucky person should be chosen?
The "lucky guy" was trembling.
Yin Shen watched as Iva completed part of his mission by mistake, and also saw that the divine cup, the source of the power of dreams, began to echo with sounds, and someone chanted the name of the goblin.
But only the rare light of prayer is condensed, which is not enough.
Ivar started his next move again, but he was still in the same old habit as before.
He is like a flower, it is difficult to take the initiative.
He is waiting for the sky to rain, waiting for the seasons to change, and waiting for people passing by to give him answers.
Sally didn't like this method very much, so she ran to Yin Shen again holding the flower pot and said.
"He's so stupid!"
"It's stupid."
"More stupid than newborn Samos."
However, Yin Shen saw Ivar's constant changes: "He will eventually change."
Sally asked Yin Shen: "What has it become?"
Yin Shen: "Become smart, become wise, become full of various emotions and desires, and become a living individual and life."
"It's also become...complicated."
Sally asked him: "Is this a good thing?"
And the God of Insai, who can always give Sally the answer, did not speak this time——
The demigod Ivar came to Meiya City.
Because he heard Smerkel say that here is the best wine in the world, and that wine has a different sweetness and fragrance.
This time, he did not hide in the corner and observe other people. For the first time, he walked openly from the city gate and blended into the vast crowd.
He learned to disguise and transformed into a snake-man.
Because this way he can better integrate into mortals and understand the world from a completely different perspective.
This city is as prosperous as the Fire Guard City, but it also has an open atmosphere that surpasses the Fire Guard City.
There are merchants from all over, a large number of craftsmen, wandering musicians and a huge group of divine servants.
When the city lord here decides on a major matter, he will seek the opinions of all his subjects, and then decide whether to approve the opinion by offering sacrifices to the gods. This city has its own unique rules, which are a bit out of place for Suinhor.
He came to a hotel, which was very noisy and noisy.
The snake men were all coiled up on the wooden floor padded with animal skins. Various foods and drinks were placed on the wooden tables. They were loudly discussing the decree issued by King Smerkel and the changes in the entire city-state.
As soon as Ivar came in, someone asked him.
"This noble man."
"Want a drink?"
Ivar took out a small gadget: "Is this okay?"
This is a silver coin issued by Suinhor City State a year ago, and Ivar has just learned to use it.
The other party took the silver coin and his eyes lit up.
Then he shouted to the back: "Get a bucket."
"Goo!"
Iva took a sip and felt different from before.
After a few drinks, he really felt happy.
He was finally sure that what Prince Smerkel said was true.
Wine can really bring happiness to people.
He did not resist the feeling brought by the wine. In his daze, he could recall some scenes from the past.
I think of the joy of swimming across the sea of stars with my friends, the joy of telling each other stories, and the tranquility of the boat passing by the Dream River.
But he didn't quite understand what the other sentence, "can eliminate sorrow and pain", meant?
At this time, the music suddenly started playing.
There is a wandering musician in the hotel playing the harp and singing a poem called "Divine Blessing".
The originally noisy sounds in the hotel immediately fell silent.
People listened quietly to the legendary story of the second-generation king of gods. If we say the story of King Alpanz is full of courage and adventure, it has the original atmosphere of opening up the wilderness.
Then the story of King Smerkel is full of fantasy and philosophy, with a color of civilization.
However, they did not notice at all that the other protagonist and god in the story was beside them.
The wandering musicians have a beautiful voice and the music they play is even more beautiful.
to be honest.
Better than Prince Smerkel, a lousy musician who debuted halfway, Iva couldn't help but curl his lips at the thought of this.
He had learned to laugh since parting with Smerkel.
When the poem ended, there were cheers in the hotel, some invited the wandering musicians to drink, and some threw copper coins.
Ivar also imitated those people and gave money to the wandering musicians.
Because the other party's praise of the poem "Divine Blessing" is also helping him complete his mission.
Ivar was very happy. He finally spread the name of the goblin and let the civilization of this era know where the goblin is.
Next.
Iva once again experienced the grandest celebration in the city and the most solemn festival of the snake people.
In the evening, people from the entire city gathered in the temple square. The priests in the temple lit bonfires, and musicians and young people stood on the steps to play and sing.
And people were twisting their bodies under the bonfire.
"Snake Festival?"
Ivar asked the people around him what kind of festival this was.
The other party told him: "It is said that the Mother of Life came to this world. When she called out, land rose from the sea."
"He blew the mother conch of all things, and one life after another was born and awakened."
"He created all things and created life."
"And on this day, the Mother of Life created the Snake Mother Samos, and the snake-people clan was born in this world."
"This is where we come from."
Ivar then asked him: "Why do people celebrate festivals?"
The other party replied: "Because we want to celebrate, because we want to commemorate a great existence and person."
"The Festival of Ten Thousand Snakes is a festival commemorating the birth of the snake mother, Samos, and commemorating the birth of our snake-people clan."
Ivar fell into deep thought, and he thought of another person.
She gave herself the egg of her dreams, and she gave herself the mission of her existence.
Iva felt that Sheila was a great person. She turned all living beings into a sea of dream stars after death, and she blessed all lives in the world.
"She deserves a holiday of her own."
Sheila, the master of dreams, once had her own festival, but it has long been forgotten now.
Ivar decided to let this festival reappear in the world.
Let countless beautiful wishes flow from the human world to the dream world, and turn into the light of prayer in the cup of God.
At this time, he thought of Smoker again. It was because of his story with Smoker that the name of the goblin echoed in the world again.
A successful experience is always worth emulating.
He is looking for a unique person, a very special person, a person with a pure heart.
"Then I will fulfill his wish, and then the story of this wish will be spread to the world."
"This is what plants the seeds of prayer in people's hearts."
He had been in a daze for so long, and finally found his answer in Meiya City.
Ivar asked the innkeeper where he should look for a very special person he wanted.
"Want someone?"
The owner of the hotel naturally understood that Ivar wanted to buy a slave. This was not unusual. There were slaves working for the owner in the hotel.
Among the nobles, merchants, bureaucrats, and priests of all sizes in the city, none of them had many slaves.
And Ivar knew at a glance that it was strange that a person of noble status needed to buy a slave.
The hotel owner told Ivar: "There is a place like this on the east side of the market."
"You can go there and have a look."
"As long as you are willing to pay, you can buy anyone."
Ivar listened to the innkeeper's advice and went to the market.
He saw a wooden sign that said slave trading market.
After he entered the market, he saw a group of nobles wearing gold and silver jewelry. They were standing struttingly on the roadside, picking at a group of slaves.
There were also warriors wearing leather armor and several followers, testing the skills of several strong and tall slaves.
He also saw the temple's divine attendant, who was wearing light-colored clothing.
That is a style of clothing that has only emerged in the Fire Guard City in the past two years. To wear it requires not only money, but also status.
And without exception, after Iva came in, he became the most conspicuous among them.
Whether it was the nobles in Meiya City or the divine attendants of the temple, when they saw Ivar, they all stepped aside and got out of the way.
They know the goods better than the innkeepers, and understand that Ivar's clothes are more than just a noble person.
Even in the Fire Protection City, only the royal family would dress up like this, and it was said that they imitated the clothing of the gods.
Ivar didn't care about this, he just wandered around the slave trading market.
He felt something wasn't right.
There may not be the person you want here, and it's not like the hotel owner said, you can get whoever you want.
There are more dirty and skinny snake men here.
They were either tied up on the roadside or kept in cages.
Ivar didn't understand why these people treated their own kind like this, maybe because these people were their enemies.
The largest slave owner in the slave trading market came. He came to Ivar with some restraint and complimented him.
"This lord."
"What kind of goods do you want?"
Ivar is wearing gorgeous dark silver clothes and has a handsome face. From a distance, you can tell that he must be a noble man.
After taking a closer look, the slave owner was even more surprised. His skin was as white and flawless as white jade.
What a noble bloodline and what a pampered life to raise such a noble person.
The slave owners naturally regarded Ivar as a big shot from the Fire Guard City, and even speculated on his origins.
Ivar had just had doubts in his mind when someone came up to him and asked him what kind of person he wanted.
Ivar's doubts immediately dissipated.
Sure enough, the hotel owner was right, there is someone here who can help him find the person he wants.
Ivar told him.
"I want the best, the most special person."
"I want people with the purest and most beautiful souls."
"By the way, it's best not to be too old."
Ivar slightly raised some requirements according to the standards of goblins.
A child with a pure and beautiful heart will definitely be able to give birth to the most beautiful light of prayer, a perfect story worthy of being sung.
He will definitely be able to plant the most perfect seeds of prayer in people's hearts, and then the most beautiful flowers will bloom.
The slave master automatically filters out what is special and pure, and only hears the best and most beautiful.
The profit-seeking businessman immediately became interested.
They are never afraid of buyers demanding high prices. The higher the price, the higher the price.
Ivar asked him: "Can you find it?"
The slave owner clapped his hands and said, "Of course, I will make arrangements right away."
Ivar asked: "When can I see it?"
The slave owner trotted forward with Ivar: "Right away, now."
He immediately took Ivar towards another road, and finally entered a magnificent building.
The slave owner asked him to sit on the highest chair, like a king.
The servants below led slaves one after another with ropes and walked out, standing in the hall and letting Ivar choose.
At this moment, the person is no longer a person, but a piece of goods.
The slave owner followed Ivar's request and immediately figured out that what Ivar wanted was a young woman, a beautiful girl.
Among the people pulled out by the slave master, there was an incomparably beautiful snake girl.
There are people who were born into noble families but became slaves due to accidents.
There are also trophies taken from tribes and other cities due to wars.
After Iva finished reading it, he kept shaking his head.
"This is not the person I'm looking for."
The slave owner nodded: "Sure enough, how can such a thing be worthy of such a distinguished guest as you?"
The slave owner and his servants made a sign to bring up the slaves they had prepared before.
This is a common method used by businessmen. They usually never bring out the best things from the beginning, but wait until they bring out something good enough but with shortcomings, so that when a treasure appears, it will be stunning enough.
Only in this way can we sell it for a sufficient price.
A twelve or thirteen-year-old snake girl was brought out. She had a beautiful appearance, a good figure and facial features, and fair and healthy skin.
But the most peculiar thing is the color of her hair and eyes.
The slave owner came out in person and showed off his product to Ivar.
"look."
"What beautiful golden hair. It is said that the snake mother's daughter Aiweier has golden hair. I have absolutely reason to believe that she must have the purest and noble blood."
Ivar asked him: "Oh?"
"She is of noble birth?"
The slave owner was a little embarrassed, but he did not dare to deceive this noble man.
"This is the daughter of a mountain man from the Sunrise Mountains in the southeast. These people never obey the jurisdiction of the city-state and even harass our borders."
"They lost in a war some time ago."
Although it was not stated so directly, the origin of this slave was clearly stated.
"Although she was not born noble, she was born with golden hair and golden eyes."
"Look at these eyes, they are as golden as the hair. How special."
"This is something that even snake mother and son Aiweier doesn't have."
Ivar looked at the snake girl. The girl was tied with a rope, but she was struggling.
She was like a wounded little animal, looking at Ivar and the slave owner in fear, but struggling not to admit defeat, trying to maintain her dignity.
But when Ivar looked into her eyes, the girl was afraid again.
She leaned against the pillar and huddled together.
Ivar looked at the girl's appearance.
That is a pair of golden pupils and hair, which is very rare.
Just like the color of the sun, it instantly reminds people of a fairy.
Ivar's eyes also lit up for a moment. In his opinion, it was perhaps the most beautiful and pure feature in the world.
He asked the slave owner: "Is she the purest person in the world?"
The slave owner thought that Ivar meant something else: "Of course, her beauty and purity are beyond doubt."
Ivar made up his mind: "That's her."
The slave owner received a large amount of money, a shiny Suinhall gold coin with crude and crude writing on it.
The slave owner smiled with flowers on his face and could not close his mouth.
Ivar also thanked him: "Thank you for helping me find the person I want."
The slave owner laughed loudly: "If you still need it, you can come again next time. I will definitely look for and select the best goods for you."
Ivar shook his head: "Next time?"
"No, I just need one person."
Ivar untied the girl and took her away.
The girl fearfully avoided the gazes of passers-by and covered up the slave tattoo on her body.
She felt that everyone on the road looked at her with malicious eyes. As long as she left Iva, she would be just a little beast that could be slaughtered by others.
She was afraid that Ivar had bought her, but at this moment she was stuck behind Ivar in fear, following him step by step——
In the hotel.
When the boss saw that Iva had bought a girl, he smiled understandingly at Ivar. Although Ivar didn't understand the meaning of the smile, he still nodded politely.
The girl came to Ivar's room, which was the best room in the hotel and a separate small building.
There are several houses with attached bathrooms and yards.
Servants come to clean every day.
When the girl came here, she straightened her neck stubbornly and said to Ivar: "I want to take a bath."
Ivar looked at the naked girl and nodded.
"The bathroom is next door. There is a bathtub. You can use it as you like."
"Someone will bring water later.
Although Ivar is not a dream power user, he can borrow the power of fairies through the spiritual world, although it cannot exceed the third level.
With a wave of his hand, he built a wardrobe.
There are all kinds of beautiful clothes in the wardrobe for girls to choose from.
Ivar: "You can choose what you like best."
It was the first time for the girl to see such magical power, and it was also the first time for her to see a powerful person.
The shock was quickly washed away by the longing for beautiful clothes.
She was very happy and excited, and she picked out the clothes she liked.
She got into the bathroom with her clothes, but stuck her head out and said loudly: "Don't come in."
Even though she was a humble slave, the girl still wanted to maintain her dignity in front of Ivar.
Ivar nodded, he didn't understand why he wanted to go in.
The girl washed herself dry quietly and took care of her hair. She put on a beautiful white dress and fastened several shiny metal rings together.
She circled around the room, feeling like an angel who had stepped down from the Kingdom of God.
She never thought that one day she would wear such beautiful clothes, and she touched the soft cloth with her hands.
She believed that even the king might not be able to use such fine fabrics.
But the girl suddenly saw the slave tattoo on her arm, and she immediately covered the tattoo with her clothes.
Tightly covered.
She walked out of the room, wanting to show off a little, but also a little scared when she came to Ivar.
Iva didn't speak, but after a long time the girl couldn't help but say something.
"Don't you think this dress is beautiful?"
Ivar took a look and nodded.
"You are beautiful too."
"The most beautiful mortal I have ever seen."
The girl was so happy that she was about to explode, especially when this sentence came from a handsome and noble man, but she pretended to be reserved.
"there is nothing."
"I just freshened up briefly. If I dress up carefully, I can be more beautiful."
Ivar nodded in approval: "That's true."
This is how the daily life of the girl and Ivar began.
But Ivar was very strange. After he bought the girl, he did nothing. He just kept fulfilling her requirements and then observed her.
The girl said she wanted food, and Ivar turned into the most delicious pastry.
The girl said she wanted to go out for a walk, so Ivar went shopping with her.
Ivar took the girl to buy everything she wanted in the market, because money was nothing to Ivar.
However, it is completely different from the girl's perspective. She feels like a princess.
On the street corner.
She looked at Ivar, this strange person, this handsome and tall man.
Suddenly asked him: "Why do you want to buy me so many things?"
Iva was stunned for a moment, because he felt that this is not what you want?
After thinking for a long time, he said: "Because you want it!"
The girl felt completely different emotions. She only knew that the other party said that because she wanted it, Iva would satisfy her unconditionally.
The girl is very happy.
But in front of Iva, she just nodded proudly.
But gradually, the girl also discovered something abnormal.
Iva never cared about what she wanted to do, and as a slave, Iva never sent anyone to watch her.
One night, the girl ran away from Ivar.
She ran far away and hid in a prepared place.
She began to feel happy because she was freed from her status as a slave and could go home.
But after dawn, she came back again.
Because she found that after the war she had no home, and no one in her family cared about her.
Ivar was the first person to be so kind to her, more like a family member than her family.
Moreover, she has a slave tattoo on her body. Even if she escapes, she will fall into the hands of others.
In this world, only Iva will protect her.
but.
When she came back, she found that Ivar didn't look for her at all, but was just sitting in the yard by himself, basking in the sun.
I don't know why, but the girl suddenly felt sad and angry.
She walked up to Ivar.
The girl asked Ivar: "Didn't you notice that I escaped?"
Ivar nodded: "I know!"
The girl didn't understand very much: "Why aren't you angry? Aren't you afraid that if I run away, you won't come?"
Ivar also said in confusion: "Why should I be afraid that you will run away?"
"You are inherently free. You can leave at any time and go where you want to go at any time."
The girl said: "I am your slave."
Ivar shook his head: "No, I didn't buy you, I just exchanged your freedom."
"You are not my slave, you are yourself."
The girl looked at Iva, she had never seen such a strange person before——
Ivar observed the girl for many days, the child he believed to be the seed of prayer.
A creature that others say is perfectly pure, a special and unique person.
However.
The more he observes, the more confused he becomes, because he really can't see anything special about the other person, and he can't distinguish a pure heart.
Is it kindness?
Is it simple?
Or is it full of joy and innocence?
Or something else.
On this day, he asked the girl directly.
"Is there anything special about you?"
The girl was walking happily on the street, but when she turned around, she saw that Ivar had asked this question very seriously.
This was the first time she saw Ivar being so serious, because he always seemed indifferent to everything in the world.
Although Ivar didn't show it directly.
But that kind of superiority as a god always leaks out inadvertently.
The girl was afraid that Ivar would look down upon her, so she pursed her lips and told Ivar.
"I am a unique person in this world."
Ivar: "Unique?"
This is very special, there is only one thing in the whole world.
This reminded him involuntarily of the three artifacts that are the source of power: the Crown of Wisdom, the Mother Conch of All Things, and the Cup of God.
The girl nodded: "I have golden hair and golden eyes."
"People say I am the daughter of the sun."
"I will definitely become a very powerful person in the future. I can help you accomplish anything you want to do."
Ivar believed it, and he finally decided to regard the other party as the goal of realizing his mission.
At this time, the girl suddenly told Iva her name: "My name is Meryl."
"How old are you?"
"I was born more than 200 million years ago." Ivar said.
"More than 200 million years old?" The girl was confused. She had never heard the word "100 million years old".
"Does 200 million mean 20 over there?"
Iva explained what Yi meant, but the girl didn't believe it at all. Even if he was bragging, no one would brag so outrageously.
She believed that Ivar was only in his twenties because he looked like a young man.
She whispered as she walked.
"I am thirteen years old."
"You are in your twenties."
She raised her head with a smile and looked at Ivar's face: "If you put it this way, there is not much difference."
Ivar didn't understand the meaning of the girl's words. He only cared about one other thing.
own mission.
When he recognized the other party, he was ready to tell the girl his plan.