"The flowers of life and death? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Oh, I can't imagine that you are so emotional every once in a while. ”

"W-what do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter, I haven't named it yet, it's up to you to do it. ”

"Is that okay?"

"I said okay. Ahem, the meaning of the gods, is absolute for the world. ”

"In that case, let's call it the Dark Flower. ”

"Ahem, it's a name that future generations want to remember, don't be too casual. ”

"Didn't you say whatever I wanted?"

"I haven't said anything like that. ”

Xue Ji let out a long sigh, and after thinking about it for a while, under Dima's friendly prompt, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind. "By the way, if you want to talk about the boundary between life and death, let's call it the Flower of the Other Side. Didn't you say it's something from the underworld?"

The man known as Dima touched his chin and nodded. "Well, you're barely making it. ”

Then Dima looked at the sky and said, "It's getting dark, go back." ”

Yukihime, who was stunned for a moment, caught up with him and said, "I'm about to leave here." Those people still need me to save them. ”

"Oh yes, good all the way. Dima glanced at her, said this, and continued his unhurried pace.

Yukihime stopped in front of Dima and said loudly, "That's not what I meant, aren't you a sage, should you help me and guide me?"

Dima scratched his head in annoyance and said, "That's a really sad thing, in fact, I haven't received instructions from the gods for a long time. I thought the gods might have worked too hard for me to take care of you, so they decided to set me free. ”

Yukihime was stunned for a moment, and asked weakly, "That means you're not a sage anymore?"

"Probably so. ”

"Wait a minute, but in that case, how am I going to get instructions from the gods?"

"Who knows, maybe a new sage will appear, maybe something else will happen, in short, it depends on the meaning of God. ”

"Are you going to stay here forever?"

"Of course, you see, isn't it so good here, it's much better than the outside world?" Dima pointed to the flickering village in the distance. There will be such a blazing light at this time, it should be that happy guy who has successfully multiplied again.

A year has passed, and the backward village has also developed to a considerable extent at this time. Although there are no stone forts of the usual kind, the buildings built by the villagers out of trees and earth by the lake are not much better than those in the big cities. In the final analysis, it is often not the materials that determine the appearance of a building, but the degree of care, even if it is supported by outdated materials and a high level of knowledge and artistic sense, the built thing will have an unparalleled beauty.

And under Dima's leadership, intentionally or unintentionally, the villagers learned a lot of skills. For example, the cultivation of certain crops, the smelting of certain important metals, the handling of certain foods, and the new methods of hunting.

Nowadays people have not only begun to set up multiple traps, but also began to train some wild beasts as tools for their own hunting. Especially since Yukihime's killing spree during the initial period of time, the nearby beasts almost developed an instinct not to go near this area.

With the influx of more and more people, the village has expanded and is now a small town with a vibrant scene.

Dima walked through a circular gate that read "Kenne's Toenails" into the interior of the town, and walked slowly towards his home by the lake. Many people greeted him warmly, calling him the Sage, the most common name he used among the villagers. To those people he was the messenger of God, not to mention his seemingly infinite knowledge, but the fact that he lived younger and younger made many people worship him.

Many people have asked Dima for the secret of staying young, and he will put on a magic stick and shake his head and reply: "Life and death, old age and decay are human nature, and the principles of heaven cannot be violated." I have gained this power by sacrificing myself to the gods with all my heart, but for you, freedom is the greatest happiness, and let us stop pursuing ethereal eternal life and cherish what is in front of you. And this is the will of the gods. ”

Relying on similar tricks, Dima coped with countless believers and recruited countless believers, of course, the main reason for the innumerable number was that he was too lazy to count.

"Wait a minute, Kai...... No, Dima, what the hell are you thinking? Are you really just going to stop being a sage?" Yukihime's voice caught up from behind again.

After smiling and rejecting a hunter's request to offer fresh meat, Dima frowned slightly, and patiently explained to Yukihime behind him: "It's none of my business, it's that God doesn't want me anymore, it's not that I'm disrespectful to God." ”

"But ......"

"Aren't you leaving, it's better now, if it's late, it'll be closed. Dima kindly reminded. In order to protect against outside attacks, the town was surrounded by a rudimentary fence, with several equally rudimentary outposts, and a group of brave youths patrolling in turn.

Yukihime ran a few steps in a hurry, crossed a wooden frame full of fruit, pushed aside a few people who had stopped him, stopped in front of Dima, stretched out his hands, and blocked his way.

Dima sighed and headed in a different direction, but Yukihime quickly stopped him again. After trying several times in a row, he felt that the gaffe had attracted unwanted attention, and Dima could only pull Yukihime to a corner.

Dima said bitterly: "If there is anything you want to say to me, just make it clear here." I'll be bothered if you keep blocking my way, and the residents will have opinions about you. ”

"I, of course I know that kind of thing, but ...... But...... You let me think about it first. Xue Ji paused, then her body trembled and thought for a few seconds, and finally she looked at the ground and whispered, "In other words, if I leave here, you won't care about me anymore." ”

"I'm not a sage again. Dima didn't answer Yukihime's question directly, but the meaning was clear.

"I see, Dima, your choice should be respected. Yukihime's voice sank, and suddenly became higher again, "But! I suddenly feel now that maybe I don't have to leave here." ”

Dima looked at Yukihime in surprise, and the latter bravely raised his head to look at him, his eyes reflecting the bustling street market.