It has been a hundred years since the establishment of the four kingdoms, and people have long forgotten the former Xiinsai.
Even the second-generation King of Wisdom Jeser has become a myth, and the grudges and hatreds between King Ari and the Queen of Stars have become distant memories. People only talk about these stories in occasional chats.
even.
Those older stories have long been gradually forgotten, and people can only remember those great and noble names, but cannot remember what actually happened.
On this day, the two figures returned to a small town outside the City of God's Advent.
The town is obviously a fish town. The residents here make a living by fishing, and the air smells of sea and salted fish.
"Let's stop here!" Polo held the star and stood on the sea, looking at the relics left by the former King Jessel.
"Aren't you going to continue walking?" Xing looked at Polo.
"Let's not continue walking. We have been walking for so long. It's time for us to take a rest." Polo turned back to look at Xing and said softly.
Polo looked at the stars. Her once beautiful and fair bones had become rough, and the brilliance of the stars had become dim and unclear.
Xing is getting older, but Polo has not changed much.
Both Polo and Xing knew that their journey would eventually reach its end.
Xing smiled: "Then stop here!"
They found a beautiful beach on the beach, built a house and a yard.
The courtyard is covered with a golden dome, which seems to be woven from the Cup of the Sun. It is bright and beautiful.
The courtyard is filled with Cups of the Sun. This is a taboo thing in the eyes of ordinary people. The Flower of the Sun, which only the royal family is worthy of possessing, is not so magical in the eyes of the two.
Polo liked flowers and would sit in the yard and look out at the sea through the window every weekday.
The courtyard filled with Cups of the Sun exudes the aura of illusion.
Ordinary people can't see here at all, let alone get close to it.
However, on this day, something unusual happened.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knocking sound outside, and someone came to visit them.
"Who are you?" Polo asked.
A voice came from outside the courtyard, respectful and humble.
"Meet the noble Queen of Stars and the Messenger of God."
"I am a poet and scholar from the City of Servants of God, the Queen's former hometown. My name is Tito."
Polo: "We didn't invite you."
The other party replied: "Please forgive me for being presumptuous and uninvited. If I offend the queen and God, I will leave immediately."
Xing raised his head: "No one has visited us for a long time, so let him come in.
A young Sanye man came in and offered the two the highest courtesy.
Xing asked him: "How did you find us?"
The young poet replied: "I didn't look for it deliberately. I just happened to pass by and saw the Cup of the Sun. No one except the royal family can own this kind of thing. How can those noble and extravagant royal families live in such a place?"
"I guess it must be the legendary Queen of Stars and Messenger of God Polo who live here in seclusion, so that they can bloom such a bright flower of the sun."
Star: "You are very smart."
Poet: "No, I think it's fate."
"Fate has arranged for me to come here, and destiny has arranged for me to meet you and the messenger of God."
Xing was curious: "Do you believe in fate?"
The poet nodded seriously: "I believe that everything has a destiny, just like the motto of God in Article 23 of the Lederiki Oath, just like King Jessel will eventually lose his crown of wisdom."
Tito comes from the City of Servants of the Gods. When he was born, the Queen of Stars had left there for decades. His mother was the concubine of the Silen family, a blood descendant of the royal family.
He was born with the blood of wisdom and power, but he could not activate it himself, but he could see through superficial illusions.
Tito's name means map, because Tito's grandfather drew the first map of Hinsa, which included the four kingdoms and the entire world known to the Trefoils.
Born into such a distinguished family of scholars, he did not become a scholar who drew maps, but tried his best to become a poet.
to this end.
He left the City of Servants of God and traveled among the major kingdoms, wandering around the ruins where historical events had occurred.
"Why become a poet?"
"Is it because of dreams?"
Xing asked him.
Tito shook his head: "It is impossible for me to surpass my grandfather in cartography, and it is difficult for me to surpass my father as a scholar. Only by becoming a great poet can I be remembered by the world."
"I want to own my story, my achievements and my career."
Xing nodded: "A very true answer, so have you written any great poems?"
Tito: "I'm writing an epic poem about Hinsa, I wrote about King Jeser, I wrote about King Ari."
"now."
"All that's left is your story."
The old Xing smiled and stood up straight.
"Can I also be included in the epic?"
"The last king who put an end to Xiinsai, the person who put an end to the inheritance of King Jessel, and the protagonist who set off internal fighting within the royal family."
Tito: "Let future generations evaluate everything that is right or wrong!"
"All I have to do is record history."
"Therefore, I believe it was fate and God's guidance that brought me here and allowed me to meet you here."
The young poet said seriously.
After hearing this, the Star Queen couldn't help but sigh: "Yes!"
"Everything about right and wrong doesn't matter if you say it, nor does it matter if I say it."
She no longer resisted and talked about her life with the poet.
Her legend, her glory.
There are also her sufferings and choices, as well as her laughter and happiness.
Occasionally the poet would ask questions, and the stars would answer them.
It wasn't until the sun set that the poet stood up and respectfully thanked the Queen of Stars.
"Thank you, Her Majesty the Queen."
Xing: "I am no longer a queen, let alone your majesty."
Poet Tito: "In my heart, you will always be the noble Queen of Stars."
The young poet left, promising to come back tomorrow and bring his first draft for the queen to review.
Polo, who had been standing next to him, suddenly said: "I don't know what kind of story he will write, but it feels like it will hardly be a happy story."
Xing is indifferent: "History is always heavy, and epics and myths are never joyful."
"We know our stories and our happiness ourselves."
"Will suffice."
After saying this, Xing could no longer maintain the sitting posture she had maintained. She was very tired after sitting for so long.
"I'm a little tired."
"As I get older, I can't sit still after sitting for a while."
"Back then I was able to hold a sword and start a life-and-death fight with King Ari!"
Polo picked up Xing: "I'll help you go in and rest."
At night, there was a sudden storm outside.
Xing suddenly woke up and called loudly.
"Polo."
"Polo where are you?"
Polo: "Here I am!"
Xing touched Polo and finally felt at ease.
"Polo."
"I just had a dream. I dreamed of a dark place, like the legendary Demon Abyss."
"I'm so scared. Do you think I will be exiled there after my death?"
Polo shook his head: "How could it be?"
"Don't worry, even if I die, I will still be with you."
"I am the messenger of the gods and the master of dreams."
"In the world of dreams, I will always be with you, and we will repeat our adventures and travels together, over and over again, never ending."
A happy smile appeared on Xing's face, and she talked about interesting things about her and Polo's journey, some of the most memorable scenes in her mind.
As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller.
Gradually it turned into vague gibbering.
Xing tightly grasped Polo's golden blouse, and Polo also put his ear close to her, listening to her voice.
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"I know, I remember."
"I remember it all."
at last.
Xing loosened his golden blouse with a satisfied smile on his face.
Polo's expression suddenly became dull, and he seemed to hear a thump.