A tiny spark suddenly appeared on the grassland, and the spark grew larger and turned into a fireball. Under the influence of some force, the fireball eventually turned into a gate made of flames.

Xanalot walked out of it with Cynloth in her arms, breathing in the unique air of the prairie.

"After staying in the grassland for a while, I actually missed it a little......"

The witch squinted, enjoying the cold breeze on the prairie blowing her robe. Under the dark night, countless deserted stars are silently radiating light. In this world without light pollution, the starry sky has always been immaculate. But when the grassland looks up at the world above its head, it always makes people feel an inexplicable emotion. Overhead is an endless galaxy, and under your feet is the boundless earth. People are in it, and they feel small. But such a vast space can always make the originally nervous mind become open-minded.

At this time, it is already spring, and it is the time for the grass to germinate. Even though it was night, the grass on the ground could still be seen in the cold moon. The last time I came to the grassland, the scene of everything killing was completely gone, and the grassland at this moment was filled with endless vitality. The germination of spring and the extinction of winter form an incomparably tragic contrast, and perhaps it is in this situation that the unrestrained and open-minded character of the steppe man can be created.

One side of the water and soil supports the other side of the people, compared to the seemingly civilized, but in fact extremely dirty Rennes City, in the end it is still a free grassland that is more in line with Xanalot's mind.

"Hey, hurry up and put me down!"

Sinloth didn't care how Xanalot felt, he only knew that if he was held by her like this again, if he was seen by others, he was afraid that he would really die socially. The Count ignored the pain in his body and struggled violently.

Xanalot muttered a wonderful spell from her mouth, and a small levitation spell had enveloped the two of them. Xanalot tapped the soles of her feet, and the two of them floated lightly like elves in the night.

"Don't move, it's almost there."

And with her words, a huge camp slowly appeared in Xinluos's eyes.

……

"Huh. Mazda! Oh, Vesta! Oh, Apophis! You must not be embarrassed by praying for such goodness. Do your best to dedicate your praise and praise to you. It was you who first made the people enjoy the blessings of Heaven. ”

"Huh. Mazda! Let those wise people who think that the mud think are sincere and kind be satisfied, and get success! Because I know that the desire and the language to pray to you for liberation are valid and beneficial. ”

"Oh, Mazda! I will always be sincere and kind, therefore. Indeed, thou shalt teach me in thy wisdom, and enlighten me in thy own language, that thou mayest know the beginning of the world. ”

A dazzling campfire burned in the middle of the camp, and around the campfire, hundreds of people dressed as herders knelt down. The herders, guided by a few men in white hoods, prayed to the blazing flames. Dots of white light poured out of the herders and gathered on the huge campfire. Under the scorching light of the fire, the white points of light gradually converged into a thin white line, and were cast towards a certain part of the camp. The herders didn't seem to notice the anomaly above their heads, and their words were low and powerful. Like the most devout believers, as if immersed in the world of communion with the gods, even Sinloth and Xanalot sneaked around the camp without them noticing.

Yes, stealth.

After all, Xanalot did not treat the count in the most cruel princess hug in public. However, even if the invisibility technique concealed the figures of the two of them, ordinary people could not see the two of them. But for Sinloth, the situation in front of him was still very embarrassing for him.

"Is this the Beggars? Obviously, there were only a few dozen people before, how could there be ...... so quickly Xanalot, can you tell me now, who the hell are you looking for? ”

Huge jumping campfires lit up the surroundings like the sun. Sinloth had already recognized that the leaders in the white robes were none other than the craftsmen who had previously worked in Desmond. It's just that now they have abandoned their past identities and become the most devout believers one by one - because the White Religion has just been born. Due to the lack of low-level clergy, these original believers can only be used as priests. At the front of the white-robed men was the man named Altaïr.

At this time, Altaïr was no longer the middle-aged artisan leader that Sinloth remembered, and Altaïr's face looked extremely sacred and solemn in the light of the fire. The suffering of the past was rewarded in this moment for his piety and perseverance. Xanalot did not hesitate to give him the status of a white priest. At this moment, among the grass-created White Sect, he is second only to Xanalot and others.

However, Altaïr did not get carried away by this, and the miracles of the gods were undoubtedly the best encouragement for the pious. Although the White Cult had just been founded and was still in its most difficult time, Altaïr, who had become more religious, did not let the difficulties deter him. The 120,000 passionate priests overcame all difficulties with unimaginable strength, and it has always been a very difficult thing to convert believers. The scimitar can conquer people's **, but it is difficult to conquer people's hearts. However, in just a few months, almost all of the hundreds of believers in front of him have truly converted to the White Sect under Altaïr's infection.

It's hard to imagine that the White Sect, which was a bit nonsense in the eyes of Xinluos, really took root in the grassland. Listening to the Zoroastrian scriptures recited aloud by the faithful, he felt a great deal of pressure to the Zoroastrian scriptures, which had been revised by Xanalot and Assasin to largely conform to the requirements of the times. There was nothing wrong with that, but if Sinloth remembered correctly, after this chapter ended, it would be Sinloth's turn to tamper with the eight honors and eight shames.

"Adhere to Mazda as the core and adhere to the ......"

Really...... Sinlos closed his eyes, trying not to listen to them. When revising the doctrine of Zoroastrianism, Sinlos was somewhat playful. But who knew that this guy Xanalot didn't change a word. I didn't think it was like it before, but now it sounds like this, it's a shameful PLAY.

"Sure enough, it's the posture of a saint......"

The green-robed witch didn't pay attention to the abrupt change in the face of the man in her arms, and the witch muttered softly, hiding her tracks again. After confirming the direction a little, the witch followed the white light in the sky and quietly dived towards one of the largest tents.

……

Hidden in shape, Xanalot lifted the curtain in front of her and stepped into the tent.

"Who's there!"

As soon as Sinloth entered, he heard a coquettish shout. The originally calm air was under some strange force. It began to twist, turning into a faint stream of air. And the water element in the air has also begun to be constantly agitated. Although he couldn't move at this time, the sensitive avatar still felt it. The slightest coldness condensed in the water element.

"It's me, Leviathan."

Xanalot hurriedly dismantled the spell and revealed her form. Seeing the familiar green robe, the restless feng shui elements in the air gradually quieted down.

"Lord Xanalott can come in directly, why do you have to be invisible every time......"

"Get used to it. Get used to it. ”

Holding a talisman painted with strange patterns in her hand, the girl who looked tense quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She sat down again and smiled gently: "Helmint and Assasin went hunting with the patriarch of Yesauga, and you are not here, and I am the only one in the camp alone, is it true...... Thankfully, nothing happened. ”

Leviathan had never been in contact with any outsiders before leaving the Demon Realm. Although I have tried very hard to adapt to the world, sometimes it is always unsatisfactory. For example, this time, several leaders on Bai Jiaoming's face left the camp because of various things, and she was the only one left behind. I know there won't be any accidents. But the first time to bear this heavy burden, it still made the green-haired little girl frightened for a while.

The green-haired girl patted her chest, looking shocked. And it was only then that the girl found out that Xanalotte was still carrying a man in her arms: "Hey, you are ...... Is it Sinloth? ”

Sinloth, the bandage man, silently covered his face, wishing to die right now.

……

Forget it, it's not like I haven't done anything more humiliating anyway.

The heartless Sinloth was put in the tent by Xanalot, looking at the count's strange expression, Leviathan was puzzled, but she was afraid of what kind of etiquette she didn't know, so the girl kept looking at him in confusion. But he never said what was in his heart.

But if she doesn't ask, it doesn't mean that Xanalot won't want to cover it up.

"It's kind of etiquette, Leviathan, you know. Sinloth was Irish, so his customs were very different from those of the grasslands. Xanalot didn't seem to be as calm as Sinlos imagined, and although her face didn't change much, Xanalot still began to talk nonsense to Leviathan: "You know, in order to show closeness between men and women, they will express some physical contact. For example, a handshake. Pat on the shoulder. That's how it was with Sinloth and I...... I hugged him, which means that we have a very good relationship, don't think about it. ”

Leviathan thought back to when she was a child, when she was a little bean, the two gods loved to touch her head. Although as she grew up, a god no longer did this because of her height, but whenever she recalled, the gentleness of the gods when they stroked her hair still made people feel happy.

Sure enough, she still has a lot to learn.

“…… I see. ”

Seeing the Leviathan in a state of sudden realization, Sinlos couldn't help but burst into tears. It's nice to run into a stupid Leviathan.

Not to mention Sinlos, who was lying on the ground and silently weeping in her heart, the female rascal changed her comfortable sitting position and asked Leviathan, "By the way, you just said that it was time for him to get out?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Remore said he sensed that today was a good day to go out hunting. So the patriarch went out with Assasin and has not returned...... It's really worrying. ”

"Helmint's prophecy is still interesting, you have to learn to trust your comrades."

"Yes, Mistress Xanalot."

The lazy witch obviously just said it casually, but Leviathan obviously took it seriously. She solemnly took out a small notebook and wrote down Shanalot's words, and bowed deeply to Shanalot.

No matter how you look at it, the Leviathan is too formal. But Xanalott was not surprised at all, on the one hand, it was due to the child's personality. And on the other hand...... Whoever puts on those two gods who may fall at any time will do their best when doing things.

Although it is said that it is the relationship between the main god and the slave god, in Leviathan's heart, the two people who raised her since childhood are not so much the god as the mother. finally found a way to save the two. How can a girl with a serious personality not give it her all?

"It's a little troublesome...... Forget it, just wait for the night, I don't think he will run too far. ”

"That's it."

On the prairie with life. The herders' worst enemies have never been the ferocious wolves, but their fellow humans. The open-minded and cruel steppe people never mind fighting for a land of abundant water and grass, and after finally surviving that difficult winter, it should be the same. Although it was still spring, it was to prevent the tragedy of the previous winter from happening again. The Qiyan patriarch began to hunt around with the few remaining clansmen early. And with the help of the magic of the White Sect, the results of hunting can be described as very fruitful. When they had just survived the end of winter, they were still a small tribe of only a few dozen people, but by the time Sinloth arrived, they were already a medium-sized tribe with nearly a thousand people.

The so-called hunting, the hunting is naturally other tribes.

What is Xanalott looking for? By the way, she just said that she wanted to buy a batch of weapons, and of course the magician didn't need those mortal soldiers, so in other words, Xanalot actually bought it for the Qiyan tribe? If that's the case. It's no wonder that Xanalott is in a quandary. The steppe itself does not produce iron, let alone highly skilled craftsmen. And in an environment like the grassland, weapons are a must. Now that the Qiyan tribe is in a critical stage of expansion, the demand for iron tools is naturally very large. As a white sect that is tightly bound to the Qiyan tribe, it is natural to ensure that this emerging tribe is not swallowed up by other forces.

In this way, it is really a big business, no wonder Xanalot is embarrassed. It stands to reason that as an ally, Desmond should have come to the aid of the White Sect with a batch of weapons. But the number was too large for Xanalot to speak. Everything can only be discussed, and it is time to come back soon.

Just as Cynroth kept thinking in his head. The two women also stopped. Leviathan looked at Sinloth as if he had thought of something: "By the way, I almost forgot...... I wanted to tell Mr. Fanzhuo about it next time I went to Desmond, but since he happened to be here today......"

How could the green-haired girl not see that Sinloth had difficulty moving. She gently approached Sinloth's side. I don't know if it's my own delusion, Leviathan always feels that there is an extremely good smell on Sinloth's body, which makes people can't help but relax and want to be close to him...... The smell seemed to come from the wound that Sinloth had hidden under the bandages.

Was there any special medicine used?

"What's the matter, Miss Leviathan?"

"Actually, Mr. Fandro...... Leviathan thought about it. He said slowly: "Although the contract has been reached, there is an adult who still wants to see you in person, I don't know if you are willing to ...... Of course, it won't take you a long time, and you'll be fine here. ”

Xinlos looked at the serious Leviathan suspiciously, and after thinking about it for a while, he nodded.

"That's fine, of course, but can you tell me first, who wants to see me?"

……

Following the trajectory depicted in the blue time and space, looking up at the same sky to find the answer, the thoughts buried in my heart overflowed. Soaring into the sky, turning into silver arrows, hearts that yearn for each other, and pain that cannot be reconciled. Even if the real road is difficult to see because of this, the silver arrows that fly each other and the eyes that gaze at each other vividly reflect the same dream. Even if you fail, you will always be hurt, so flap your wings and fly, using the wind as your wings, calling for distant places that cannot be communicated......"

In the midst of the ancient song, Sinlos, who was lying on the ground, lost consciousness little by little. Leviathan softly sang an old ballad, as if to praise something. The song rippled slightly in the space, and under the influence of this strange power, the endless and distant world seemed to ripple with the same fluctuations. As Leviathan instructed, Sinloth quickly channeled his consciousness into the source of the fluctuation.

Xinluos's mind was in a trance, and when he regained consciousness again, what appeared in front of him was a strange place.

He seemed to be in a small valley, where a clear stream flowed slowly at his feet, and frogs could even be heard in the grass. The Count looked up and saw a verdant look. A few small mountain bags stand in front of you, and when you look at it like this, it is still a little cute. Unknown flowers bloom all over the valley, giving the whole valley a faint sweet fragrance. Sinloth took a deep breath. I just feel a sense of tranquility.

"Looks like a ...... with good taste"

Leviathan represents not herself, but the two gods behind her. Xanalot, with part of her faith, made a deal with the two gods who don't know what to make. So far, everyone can say that they are collaborators. Since the other party wants to meet. Naturally, Nasinlos is also indispensable. However, limited to the Demon Realm, for Xinluos, it is simply a tiger's den in Longtan, and it is impossible for the other party to leave the Demon Realm. In desperation, the two had to meet in this way.

So, where is the god who has never met now?

Sinloth looked around. But there was no sign of anyone. I don't know if the other party is deliberately testing him, or if he really didn't come here, but Xinlos is also a little interested in this illusory world. It stands to reason that this area in front of him was nothing more than an illusion of Leviathan and the power of the god, but the Count felt very real when he was in it. Sinloth strolled through it, unusually relaxed. He was not in a hurry to find the mysterious god at this time, and the Count took off his shoes and socks, and did not look in the direction, following his feelings. Walk slowly along the babbling stream.

Knowing that everything in front of him was illusory, Xinlos still couldn't help but indulge in it. It's like a separate Garden of Eden, and when you are in it, you don't have any troubles. Cynroth put his shoes and socks aside and simply lay down in the clear stream, enjoying the moment of tranquility.

"You seem to like it here."

A childish voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Cynlos opened his eyes to see a girl crouching by the stream, quietly watching him.

The girl has beautiful short blond hair and wears a narrow-sleeved casual dress based on blue and white. Her skirt is not long. Only between the knees showed the cute calves in over-the-knee socks. The girl wears a strange straw hat on her head, which is decorated with something like two eyeballs. At this moment, she tilted her head slightly, looking very curious about Xinluos.

This must be the deity who wants to see him...... But it looks so small. Although she is now squatting, it is impossible to see her specific height. But in the eyes of Sinlos, I'm afraid it's a little better than the one-meter-two Assasin.

"Well, it's very comfortable here."

Sinloth didn't know what the other party's intention was to see him, and he didn't know how to answer the other party perfectly. In that case, Sinloth simply did what he wanted. Say what you really think.

"You're honest."

The crouching girl stared at him, looking at the Abyssal Crown in his hair, and there seemed to be some disbelief in her eyes. After a long silence, he continued: "Although I have heard Leviathan say it, but ...... I thought that the man who could beat the black dragon princess and couldn't take care of himself should be a hero...... But that's fine. The heroes are too decisive and not what I want. ”

"You've heard that, too?"

, didn't Leviathan say that the two in her family were ten thousand years old and never went out? Why does even she know about her own affairs? Could it be that Leviathan told them? No, Leviathan has always stayed in the prairie and has never left.

As if seeing through Xinluos's thoughts, the squatting girl shook her head: "It's not what you think, although I can't go out, but I have a priesthood of the earth." The elemental shock of the underground world, how could I not feel it. ”

Either way, it's always better than the worst-case scenario.

Just as Sinlos wanted to ask something more about the Black Dragon Princess, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked at the clear sky. I saw that in the originally blue sky, several jet-black lightning bolts were constantly twisting, looking extremely ugly.

"Modifier of the World...... No time. ”

"Although it's not as good as the last time I met Arcadia, but with that kind of perversion, even in the Chaos Era, there are not a few. Such a pure and powerful soul is really becoming more and more rare. I miss this opportunity, and I don't know when I will have to wait. I've ......"

The girl sighed softly, ignoring the dirt on the floor, and sat down, slowly shedding one of her white over-the-knee socks. And in the few seconds when the girl spoke, the original few pitch-black lightning bolts had already enveloped the entire sky in an instant. The whole world is like a mirror full of cracks, and it looks terrifying.

The girl didn't know it, and she threw her over-the-knee socks into Cynros's arms. And at this moment, the whole world has been completely covered by pitch-black lightning. A huge force grabbed Sinloth and dragged him outward.

"Don't resist it." The girl remained crouching in place, silently watching her: "This is also one of the agreements with Xanalot, if you encounter a difficult time that you can't get over, use it." Finally, remember my name...... Vesta. ”

"Wait......"

As soon as the girl's words fell, the whole world was completely enveloped in pitch-black lightning. Before Sinloth could utter his final words, he felt black in front of his eyes and lost consciousness. An invisible force dragged him away, and he quickly left this illusion that was about to collapse.

"Not bad...... Abyss Crown......" (To be continued.) )

PS: According to the person, the frog should be taller than the early seedling, forget it...... Who made her squat all the time.

Also, Vesta is one of the strongest vests of the Frog Son, not some Hiling general