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It's late summer. Mo Shi thought a little later.

For him, bare skin is still cold, but for snowwalkers, the season is warm and warm.

He saw a little girl next to a man-made lake.

By human standards, he would say that it was a child, but in such a primitive and ancient society, she would probably be a young girl.

As Mo Shi walked around the tree wall and looked out at the lake, she was taking off her long skirt.

Inside the long skirt was a petticoat, which was thin and did not cover the knees. Moshi could see her beastly arms and legs, and her fur was a beautiful light brown.

Snowwalkers have human-like limbs but are covered in soft short hairs and have more powerful, pointed hands and feet. Heyal was covered with even less hair, for Moshi could see the girl's bare flesh-colored knees, and the white skin above the elbows.

Anyway, about the girl—

She now stepped on the riverbank, and then walked down, drawing the water streaks with her toes as she went. She is innocent and full of childlike innocence, and Mo Shi likes this picture. But he then realized that it was probably inappropriate to do so in this day and age, and he wanted to leave.

But he's not a snowdrifter, he's not sharp enough, he's not athletic enough...... As he turned, his shoulder hit a cedar, and the trees that had lost their leaves in the summer made a rattling sound.

The sounds were too loud for the snowwalker, and Mo Shi turned around instantly when he saw the girl.

And then there was a catastrophe.

The girl was so panicked that she could barely stand on her feet, and she tried to quickly go ashore to pick up her long skirt, but she tripped over a long grass and fell into the lake.

This made Mo Shi subconsciously take a step forward and want to do something.

But of course this caused even greater panic, and the girl raised her head from the lake and glared at him, so frightened that it was like a rabbit that had been caught. She opened her mouth to scream—

Mo Shi didn't know what he was thinking, but at that time, there must have been a lot of complicated thoughts going on, and many factors at work: but the most important point was that he was now walking on thin ice, and he must not add the stigma of a "light court girl".

So he instantly used a level 3 hybrid magic, which was classified as a type of transfer magic, adding the "quick freeze" of the water magic, and lowering an ice wall in front of the girl.

To be honest, it's not a good choice, and in a sense it's just terrible: it's not serious enough, but it's not light enough to be ignored.

Demons, demons, dark magic, servants of darkness......

Mo Shi can't afford any crime.

He shouldn't have made such a mistake again.

Thankfully, the spell worked—the girl was so frightened that she stayed where she was, and she didn't have the strength to scream.

Mo Shi hesitated for a moment and decided to turn and leave. Hoping that the girl did not remember her face.

However, he miscalculated again (he didn't know how he could have made so many mistakes in one day, perhaps because mistakes were always one after another, or perhaps he had been too worried about Dino before): that ring wall of ice was not solid and intimidating enough for a snowwalker, even if it was just a little girl.

"Wait—"

With a shout, the girl rushed out of the ice wall, literally "rushing" out, scooping up her skirt with one hand and putting it on, while running briskly towards him, tapping to the ground on all fours. At this moment, she seemed to have completely let go of the girl's mind, and was simply a curious child.

"God saw, how did you do that?" she walked up to Mo Shi in a few steps.

Her light brown hair, stained with lake water and mud, clung to her face.

She now looks more like a boy (in terms of stereotypes), and so does the look. It reminds him of the first time he met Norwen Firesparrow.

But she's a girl anyway.

In this day and age, there are various complex social relationships between men and women, which can cause countless troubles.

Mo Shi took a slight step back.

"I'm sorry to disturb you," he said, "and I must clarify that I didn't mean to be watching, but just happened to be passing through." ”

"There are usually no men here. She said, looking at him with her head held up, with a look of sudden realization, "Are you from the Firebird family? Princess Terina invited you over, right?"

"I am indeed a retainer of the Firesparrow. Mo Shi replied succinctly, while bowing his head and walking back briskly, trying to make an attitude of not approaching people.

The girl followed him a few more steps, as if she had more to ask.

At this moment, the voice of an older woman came from a distance:

"Miss Thea—Miss Thea, where are you?"

The girl's name is Thea.

"Okay, my lord, I'll have to go now......" She ran in the direction from which the voice came, and Mo Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief. But she stopped abruptly, turned back and said, "By the way, so as not to worry you—I forgive you." I won't tell anyone else. ”

She even winked at him, as if some kind of secret friendship had developed between them.

"Ah...... Thank you, miss. ”

The girl waved at him, turned over a wall of trees, and disappeared across the park.

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This is the story that happened in the garden in the afternoon, and it only existed between the two, a hidden time. Seems like a good start.

And this Miss Xiya did eventually become Mo Shi's wife and spent some time with him. But not out of love – at least not at first.

It wasn't a smooth, beautiful story.

There were a lot of tears in that story, even blood.

But that was much later. By that time, Mo Shi had almost forgotten that he had met such a girl by the lake, and perhaps they were indeed very different from the present self at that time, so to speak, just a wonderful dream of childhood.

In any case, at this moment, Mo Shi was only preoccupied with how to meet the king.

He needs to show himself to be harmless and "useful", and he needs to be approved and sheltered.

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Half a month later, the king finally met with the firebirds.

The meeting took place in a small, semi-formal hall, with the attendants and servants hurrying back and forth. The king sat on a large, pillow-covered seat, high and majestic.

Manlon, the one who pleases the sun, the one who walks the four directions, the one who picks the heads of his enemies, the Golden Lion, the king of Manlon, the loyal master of the Black Dog Knights, and the ruler of the land of the North.

Such a supreme ruler sat on a throne and looked at their group.

He is indeed majestic and noble, but he is also an old man who has been ill for a long time. He stroked the "empty wheel" pattern hanging from his chest, coughing from time to time, and thick phlegm in his throat.

Still, Diffonor Firebird was graceful and generous, praising the king, the royal city, and the palace, conveying his father's loyalty and thoughts to the king, blessings to the king's body, and then vaguely and humbly expressing his expectations for marriage.

"My dear child," said the king mildly, "you smell of an excellent Efaya. And your younger brother is also a strong and healthy young man. ”

The king's firstborn stood beside his father.

The king glanced at him, then cast his gaze back to Diffonor and Dino.

Diffonor was very smart and good enough. Hearing that the king would not give an immediate reply, he quickly changed the subject: "Rude, sir, God has seen that I have forgotten to give you the most important gift—and my father has told me carefully to let you know our intentions." ”

"What is it?" said the king, who seemed to be in a good mood, and sat up slightly from his seat, "is it a beautiful horse, or a beautiful sword?" I guess the Duke remembers these are my favorite things. ”

"Actually, it does have to do with horses. In fact, it's about warriors – and you, Your Majesty, are the greatest warriors among us. ”

His compliment made the king smile.

Afterwards, Diffonor turned to Moshi and motioned for him to come forward.

Mo Shi straightened up slightly, holding the object in his hand and walked forward.