The stones hewn out of the valley were transported by boat to the dock outside the mason's camp, and like everyone else in the camp, Ziff was first responsible for measuring and chiseling the stones, and then leading the boats to different locations in the water ring according to their size and specifications, so that they could be unloaded and used.

The busy work of the day makes Zif miss Sami less, but the degree of longing does not decrease because of this.

After unloading a boatload of stones along the ditch in the water ring to the designated location, Zif walked alone to the mason camp. At this moment, he suddenly found that the stonemasons and soldiers who had originally come with him had gone away, and there was no soldier surveillance around him now. This surprised Ziff and suddenly felt a strange and alternative freedom.

As many times at this moment, Ziff thought about escaping. But he didn't know where he would go after he fled, whether he would be caught and executed. What's more, he doesn't know where Sammy is.

Right now, Ziff was walking freely on the road like a free man, which made him desperately wish Sammy was by his side at the moment. He was always there for Sammy, regretting that he didn't raise his hand at that time, at least here, he could have no worries about food and clothing, and he could be reunited with father and son.

As he walked, Ziff thought about this, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind. He quickened his pace, he no longer enjoyed his current freedom. He hurried back to the camp, and he came outside Gutrive's barracks.

Outside Gutrive's barracks stood several Yasol soldiers armed with knives. They checked Zif's work nameplate before informing him of his request. After obtaining Gutrif's consent, Zief was allowed to enter the house.

"Oh, you are the one whom the Divine Envoy praised that day. I remember you. Your name is Zif, right? As Zief approached the house, Gutrief asked him from behind a wooden table full of drawings.

"Yes... My lord. Ziff replied to Gutrief a little nervously.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Gutrive lowered his head again, he looked at the drawings on the table and asked Zif.

"Lord Gutrief, I... I'm looking for you.. There's a request. Ziff said after a moment's hesitation.

"Speak, my people." Gutrive still looked at Table Mountain's drawings, "What's the request?" ”

"It's about my son, sir." Ziff glanced at Gutrive and lowered his eyes and said to him.

"Hmm... Let's talk about it. Gutrive still didn't look up.

"My son, he... He was also a good craftsman, his name was Sammy. He was brought here with me from Huron's homeland, but when you asked the stonemason to raise his hand that day, he probably didn't raise his hand out of fear, and he didn't join us. I think... I would like to ask your Excellency if you can transfer him here and work with us. Ziff looked up nervously, and seeing that Gutrive did not respond for a moment, he added, "He will definitely help us in our work." ”

Gutriv glanced up at Zif, then looked down at the drawing, and after a moment of silence he spoke, "Unfortunately, Zif, I have not heard of this man. ”

"Your Excellency... Please, sir, can you think of a way, after all, he is also a very good stonemason, and he is young and strong. Zif's voice became hoarse and choked.

"Zif, since your son is a good stonemason, I can remember his name now. If I happen to see a young stonemason named Sammy somewhere else in the future, perhaps I can try to recruit him into our camp. ”

Ziff was so excited when he heard Gutrive's answer that he fell to his knees and said, "Thank you, thank you, my lord, he is my only child, and if he can come to work, he will not disappoint you." ”

"Get up, but I'll tell you, don't get your hopes up. The Assor was a vast man, and even if he was doing construction work elsewhere in the Land of Listening, the odds of me meeting him were very small. Not to mention if he was sent somewhere else. Gutrive glanced at Zif, who was kneeling on the ground, and said.

"I understand, I understand." Ziv choked up and said, "But thank you, my lord, your words have given him hope and hope." ”

Gutrive shook his head and smiled, "Alright, Zif, go to work." ”

"Good.. Okay, sir. Ziff touched the tears in the corners of his eyes, then slowly got up to leave. Gutrive continued to look at the drawings on the table. Suddenly, Gutrive stopped Ziff, who was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Zif. I have an architectural problem here, maybe you can give me some advice. Gutrive beckoned Ziff to his desk.

Without waiting for Ziff to approach in confusion, Gutrive quickly turned a drawing on the table upside down to Zif, and pointed to the two markers on the drawing and said to him, "In this position, make an arch." The size of the arch is a bit larger than this arch, what size do you think it can be up to? ”

Ziff looked down at the sketches on the drawings carefully, and then said, "My lord, you built it with those granite, right?" This question needs to be calculated, I need paper and pen. ”

Gutrive immediately handed him a pen and paper. After he saw Ziff pick up the pen and paper, he began to calculate and draw in detail and accurately.

Seeing this, Gutrive couldn't help but feel respect and a hint of respect for Ziff.

Gradually, Gutrive and Zief began to discuss more and more architectural issues from the question of arch tickets.

The scope of their discussion even extended from architecture to optics. The academic rigor of the two kept them highly focused, and they continued to discuss a series of issues into the night.

In the evening, Gutrive had an oil lamp lit and food delivered. After handing a piece of naan bread with lamb and green onions to Zif, he asked him, "Zifu, you have a lot of knowledge. I think you must have been involved in building a lot of buildings in Huron before, right? ”

"Not much, sir." Ziff held the burrito and said modestly.

"Not only are you excellent at carving, but you also have insights into the design and construction of buildings, so tell us about the buildings you have worked on." Gutrive slipped the bread with a knife and added a slice of cheese and said, "I want to hear it." ”

"My lord, I've spent most of my life in Huron's Oracle Peninsula, you should know there, there aren't many buildings there." Ziff said.

"Oh! Oh my God, you mean to say... You participated in the construction of the Oracle Lighthouse? Gutrive slapped the knife on the table in surprise and said excitedly, "I've been there before, when the Oracle Lighthouse was only halfway built, but it was shocking enough. It's just beautiful. ”

"Yes, my lord.. It's really beautiful. ”

"I'd love to go there again and see what it's built for." Gutrive said as he looked at Ziff expectantly.

"My lord.," said Ziff regretfully, "Unfortunately, the Oracle Lighthouse was not completed. ”

"It's not finished, why?" Gutrive asked puzzled, "It's been about ten years since I last went there, isn't it still finished?" ”

"Because.." Ziff hesitated for a moment, but said, "Because of the war with Yasor, there is a lack of funds, plus... Many workers were sent to the front lines of the war. ”

Gutrive suddenly fell silent.

It was a long time before Gutrive sighed, and then said slowly, "This is a sacrifice that people make in order to accomplish another, greater achievement." ”

Zifu was silent for a moment, and then plucked up the courage to say, "My lord, I would like to take the liberty of asking you. ”

"Say it." Gutrive said after taking a sip of his wine.

"You, why are you.. Why would you serve the people of Asol? Ziff asked.

Gutriv smiled at Zif's question, and he didn't seem to mind the position implied by Zif's question, and he replied, "Aren't you now willing to serve the Atholls?" It's not very heavily guarded, and many times you can even run away, so why didn't you go? ”

Ziff lowered his old but shining eyes, and then said, "I, I want to live." Only by staying alive can I hope to see my son again. ”

"Is this all you want?"

"Yes, my lord... I couldn't ask for anything else. ”

"Okay. I'll also tell you why I'm here. Gutrive nodded, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Because I don't care about the Azores, the Hurons, the Dimi, or even the Landi. I just want to create a great miracle of existence through wisdom and hard work, and in collaboration with others. Like you, I want to live, but I want to live to see the completion of the greatest building ever built. ”

Ziff looked at Gutrive in some surprise, and stopped talking.

"Zif, when you were building the Oracle Lighthouse, you must have wanted to see it finished. That kind goes from imagination, to drawings, and finally to reality. That feeling like no other. Gutrive said wistfully.

Following Gutrif's words, Zif remembered the time he had watched the lighthouse rise year after year at the construction site of the Oracle Lighthouse, and watched Sammy grow up day by day. Ziff taught Sammy by hand, passing on the skills he had learned from his father to his son, Sammy, until Sami grew up and his father grew old, and Ziff began to take his son to work on the construction site every day.

"Your Excellency. As you said, I do really want to see the Oracle Lighthouse built. Not only because of my love for it, but also because it carries the beauty of my life. Ziff said.

Gutrive nodded in agreement, "I feel the same way here. ”

"My lord, I wonder if I should ask why Azor built such a magnificent building?"

"Ziff, you shouldn't ask that." Gutriv's attitude became a little more serious because of Zif's question, and he continued, "Maybe you will understand later, but now is far from the time. Okay, let's eat dinner first. ”

Ziff said no more, but replied, "Yes, my lord."

By the time summer arrived, the land in the water ring had already built a huge base of towers, and many of the camps that had been stationed in the water ring were gradually moved out of it.

In the early hours of a cloudy morning, Ziff and Vimos stood at the docks, waiting for a new batch of quarried stones to arrive. In the distance, Zif saw boats carrying stones, as well as a large number of slaves towing boats on the shore.

"Vimos, look at that," Ziff said to Vimos as he looked at one of the slaves, "that figure doesn't look like..."

"It's Bakubali!" Vimos shouted excitedly after taking a look at Ziff's point.

Bakubaliben was walking with his head bowed with heavy steps as he pulled the rope, when he suddenly heard someone in front of him shouting his name. So he looked up and saw Zif and Vimos standing in the distance in the national costume of the Huron, much to his surprise and surprise.

Bakubali was afraid of the Yasol soldiers who accompanied him, and he did not dare to answer Vimos. He just watched them from afar. At the same time, he also discovered that there were no soldiers guarding Ziv and Vimos. Koulibaly couldn't believe his eyes.

The stone carriers anchored at the riverside docks, and the slaves lowered their ropes. Zif and Vimos tried to speak to Koulibaly, but were stopped by the soldiers of Asor, who were supervising the slaves. Vimos had no choice but to look at Koulibaly in front of the Athore soldiers, and then boarded the stone carrier with Zif to inspect the stones.

Since the farewell of the stone prison, Koulibaly originally thought that he would never see Ziv and Wiemos again, but he did not expect that now he has not only seen these two former prison mates, but they have also changed so much. Not only did they become freer, but they also checked the stones that had been brought from the valley. From the bank of the river, Koulibaly watched Ziv and Vimos in the boat, and he saw the two of them walking together to the side of the boat close to him. Then, with tears in his eyes, he heard the conversation between the two.

"Brother Zif, can we find a way to get Koulibaly to us?" "You know, when I was sick, Koulibalido gave me a fruit that I will never forget. I think it's best if he comes to our camp. ”

"I want that too, and I want them to be like us, at least to be fed and clothed, and not to go hungry anymore."

"We're going to find ways to help help them."

"Hmm..."