Drowning in the Gentle Country [Western Fantasy]

It was already late after returning from Susan’s funeral. Sidi couldn’t resist the drowsiness, so she curled up and fell asleep first. Wilt carried him back to the room, covered him with the quilt carefully, and then came out to find Iraq again. Victoria.

Unexpectedly, Iviedo also fell asleep on the sofa.In the past month, his complexion has been quite tired, his spirit is listless, he is in a drowsy dormancy all day long, and he may pass out anytime and anywhere.This made Wilt worry a lot, except for attending events that had to be seen, he was always at home with Iviedo.

But it was impossible for him not to go to Susan's funeral this time, and Iviedo also chose to go with him.At the end of the day, although Iviedo looked tired, his overall mental state was not bad. He thought his body had gradually recovered, but now it seems that Iviedo has been holding on.

Wilt frowned deeply, hugged Iviedo horizontally, and wanted to send him back to his room to sleep, but just after taking two steps, Iviedo trembled his eyelashes and opened his eyes half asleep.

"Don't force it, Iviedo." Wilt stroked his forehead, his eyes flashed with worry, "I should go to Karina again and ask her to perform a healing technique."

"Haven't they left yet?"

"Ah."

Duke Nona and half of the Guards Knights, as well as the elf princess who followed, have not left since that day.They were stationed in the big city closest to Tatari Town for investigation and support at any time.And after that happened, Wilt no longer had the confidence to forcefully ask them to leave.

After getting the answer, Ivydo just shook his head: "It's useless. The divine power I gave their ancestors was only a small part. Even if Karina got most of the inheritance, it has only so much effect on me now." gone."

"..." Wilt was silent for a long time, and asked with the last sliver of hope, "Is there no other way?"

"The loss of divine power will happen from the moment each envoy arrives on this plane, the difference is only a matter of speed."

"In order to maintain the balance of each space, when the power that does not belong to this world appears, the plane will self-correct the excess power. The form of expression is to filter out my divine power when the god descends, and then eliminate my remaining power over the long years. Divine power... Otherwise, this plane will be like Galen's dream space without self-correction ability, and it will be torn apart by a force far beyond his ability. This is what the God of Harvest advised me before my divine descent I."

Iviedo sat on the bed with his knees hugged, looking at the shell wind chimes hanging above the room with distant eyes, recalling the past long ago.

"The power of a believer can slow down the loss of divine power, but in the final analysis, it is just a mantis' arm. Over the years, Mance and I have followed the path of degenerating into a demon, using the breath of hell to reshape the power of our soul, but He made it, I didn't."

He blinked, then hugged his knees tightly, showing a self-deprecating smile: "Raindrops, raindrops, you call yourself the holy water in the sky. You can hide under the leaf cap to slow down drying, but you don't want to flow into the soil completely."

"Stop it." Wilt hugged Iviedo tightly, his jaw firmly pressed against his shoulder, the force made his entire collarbone tingle, and his voice was muffled, "I hate this metaphor .You are the God of Harvest, you will only grow endlessly like golden ears of wheat, did you hear me?"

Ivydo was hugged tightly, and Wilt's unquestionable aura lingered in his ears and nose, giving him infinite power. His fragility and confusion were forcibly squeezed away by this aura, and he said "hmm "Sounded.

"Then go to rest early." Wilt let go of him, and kissed the top of his head very gently, his words were full of love.He walked to the door and wanted to see if Sidi had kicked the quilt, but he stopped suddenly.

"Ivedo... If you have the chance to return to God's Domain, will you be able to survive?"

A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Iviedo's eyes, and he pulled his eyes back from the shell wind chimes, and looked at Wilt silently: "Accurately speaking, this is the only possibility of survival." He lowered his head, as if not I squeezed the corner of the quilt sheepishly, and said hesitantly: "When the text was first born, I used the language in this plane to record all the knowledge in my memory, although most of them did not exist. It has been handed down, but there are still very few people who treasure it, and Susan is one of them."

Iviedo walked to the corner, and besides the newspapers that Lisa gave, there were piles of books that were a whole person tall. They were books borrowed from Susan’s house. If you opened the second page of the book, you would It was found that there would be a signature with elegant handwriting on each book: Yiwen.

He opened one of the scattered books, one page was clearly creased, and the text had been recorded many times.

"My divine descent has been a very long time ago. During these thousands of years, I have gradually forgotten many things, whether it is pain or joy... As for the Longyu race that I am not familiar with, I only left I have a very vague impression. But there is only one dragon ability, and I always remember it deeply in my mind..."

Wilt held his breath for a moment, he had a premonition that Iviedo's next words would be related to him.

Sure enough, Ivedo said: "It's the Amethyst Dragon. The space magic of adult Amethyst Dragons is extremely good, and they can even cross planes and shuttle freely. God's Domain and Dragon Domain occasionally overlap, and they are the ones who open and connect the two planes." Passage. I had been indifferent to my own life and death after God’s descent, and I just walked aimlessly on the glaciers in the extreme north every day, living a life far away from human habitation, until one day, I heard something. "

"It's not about Fiore, nor about Mance... Believers cried and prayed to me for a long time: a crack opened in the sky, and a red dragon, a golden dragon, and a purple dragon emerged from it, The battle between the golden dragon and the red dragon destroyed all their living land, food was burned, rivers dried up, and the land fell into barrenness again. I hope that the angels will come again and save their destroyed villages."

"When I heard about it, I immediately set off from the glacier in the extreme north and rushed to the village where the believers gathered. But I was in a hurry, not just for the barren land, but to find..."

"Find the Amethyst Dragon." Wilt said, following his words, "You hoped that she would use space magic to send you back to God's Realm, but only after you went there did you find that the land and villages have recovered their prosperity, and the Amethyst The dragon has disappeared, you think you are late, and she has returned to the dragon domain."

"You know him...she?" Iviedo's eyes widened, and Wilt's words were clearly very firm.

But Wilt didn't answer the question right away. He leaned against the door, the living room hadn't turned on the lights, and there was only darkness behind him. His figure looked lonely and desolate.

"So...afterwards, when you saw Sidi, you thought that he was the Amethyst Dragon on the battlefield. You always paid close attention to him, and even agreed to my marriage proposal because of this."

"No!" Ivydo obviously felt his voice was low and lost, but he couldn't completely refute his original intention, "At least not now... I never used you."

Perhaps at the beginning, he agreed to Wilt for many reasons: the deterrence brought by the slaying dragon Fiore, the hatred brought about by slaying his friend Mance, and the hope brought by the appearance of the Amethyst dragon. Klein should have understood on the day of the decisive battle that his intentions were not half false.He was worried about Wilt's injury, and he also cared about his cherished Tatari Town, so even if he exhausted his divine power, he would block the storm for him and shoot those four arrows for him—the arrows that preserved his last divine power branch.

"I don't want you to misunderstand me." He stepped forward and held Wilt's hand tightly, with sincere and bright eyes.

Instead, Wilt broke free in a panic, and Iviedo's heart sank heavily. He stared blankly at Wilt, frowning tightly by his hair, and even took a step back instantly.

"Is this the second time you've seen hope followed by hopelessness?"

Iviedo asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

"... During the decisive battle before, Fiori wanted to make a deal with me. I opened the gate of Dragon Realm for him, and he spared Tatari Town, but before I answered, his phylactery was destroyed. However, even if I answer, there is only one ending—because I don't have the ability to open the gate of the plane."

Iviedo managed to find his voice: "Is it because you are young?"

"No, although I can't figure it out myself, I am at least an adult. If I was in the Dragon Realm, it would be the time when the power is the strongest, but I can't do it. How to say, maybe it's because I was born in the Because of the mainland - the peak of my strength will only be confined within the upper limit of this plane."

"'The only possibility of survival'" Wilt grabbed Ivydo's shoulders, his eyes were reddish, and his expression was quite excited, "I can't do it!"

The pain in Wilt's heart was far deeper than what he showed on his face. When he heard the phrase "the only possibility of survival", almost his whole heart was throbbing. The most frustrating thing was not failure, but my failure. Could have.

I was the only one who could.

"Wilter," but Iviedo just tilted his head and smiled, calling his name gently, "If I'm not a demon, nor an angel, but a simple human being, how would you spend your life with me? ?”

He calmed Wilt's emotions: "We seem to have talked about it before—I remembered, it was the day Sidi "disappeared"—and we were still worried about Sidi's marriage at that time!"

"I've seen too many human beings who have brought endless troubles to themselves because of their extravagant desire for high yields-such as the redundant and difficult-to-handle tartari fruit. Some people are greedy for the power of the gods, and they keep praying and waiting for nothing. They have long forgotten I made my first wish to the gods. So, Wilt, treat me like an ordinary human being, retire safely and live out this ordinary life with me as originally planned, okay? ?”

"Okay," Wilt said.

He looked at Iviedo like this, who was as sharp as an arrow when he was fighting, and as gentle as the warm sun when comforting him, and maybe there was a devil side that he had never seen before. What about "a lifetime"?He is the jewel brighter than all the gems in his lair, the treasure that he carries close to his breast and hides in the bottom of his heart.

"Do you like shell wind chimes?" Wilt asked, "I see you often look at it."

"Huh?" "Human" Ivydo was surprised, and quickly replied: "When I lived alone on the extreme arctic glacier, I often used the shells under the ice to count the time, and I always stared at it unconsciously. .”

"Then... tomorrow I want to take you to a place where there are many shells." Wilt smiled.

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In fact, Wilt's heart is: I will make trouble