Chapter 813: Nurturing
Along with Keriben's letter, there was also a box of bottled eaux-de-vie, in which Keriben told Cremar that he would send the same eaux-de-vie here every month today, after all, in JΔ«ng's early childhood, in addition to their mother's**, they drank the most water of life...... Even in the letters, Kerryben's mixed feelings are evident - he once thought that the worst thing could be worse than a hybrid of a jΔ«ng spirit and an evil red dragon like Cremar, who knows, there could be a worse outcome...... If there is anything that can be called lucky about the whole thing, it is probably that there was already a Cremar, an existence with both good and evil bloodlines, which gave the jΔ«ng spirits a buffer in their cognition, although they did not welcome and did not accept this child, but they also did not hate him for no reason, especially Kerryben, who he thought that this child would not necessarily be a good person in the future - his mentor is you, he said in the letter.
The trust was so touching that the lich cocked up his finger, and a blue flame burned from the end of the paper, and when the last letter shone in the flames, he got up and left.
He took the water of life to the room of the little half-demon, the former summoning room, where the circle had been modified so that the little creature with his supreme talent and bloodline would not summon some of the abyssal dwellers - he was so intelligent that the lich would never doubt that, for example, when the otherworldly soul used this body, he could hear his cooing before he even entered the room, and he would be greeted with a small hand swing and a sweet smile (he even remembered to put his teeth away!). He didn't bother to play that trick with the Lich, because no matter what he did, he couldn't get anything out of it.
The lich was indifferent to this, he just made a gesture, and the half-demon was lifted out by the invisible servant and laid flat on the altar, perhaps because of the conflict between the bloodline of the jΔ«ng spirit and the demon, the half-demon grew at almost the same rate as a human baby, and the lich straightened his limbs and did a series of examinations for him according to the method of a human examining the giant panda in another plane, after all, there are not many hybrids between the demon and the jΔ«ng spirit, or it can be said that it is rare, not to mention, a son of Grazt who has fallen into his hands almost since birthγ Not only did he examine the half-demon, but he also cut his curly black hair, took a little blood and nails, and if it weren't for the repeated objections of the spirits of the other world, he would have extracted a little bone marrow and knocked out a few teeth. But there was nothing wrong with making a slight concession, and on the other hand, he didn't need to look at his other self as a servant to take care of his apprentice.
Well, though, this is probably the youngest apprentice ever.
The half-demon had been quiet, he knew how to judge each other's strengths and weaknesses, he knew that he couldn't fight against this powerful enemy at this time, but it didn't stop him...... Grunted a few vicious abyssal words, this is the talent of a demon, or a half-demon, maybe he thought the lich didn't understand - the lich showed a bitter smile, turned it over, held it, raised his palm, and slapped his ass viciously several times to punish the apprentice for his disrespect, believing that in the future his apprentice and even his disciple would be willing to exchange another contract for this memory.
The half-demon sobbed and cried, but unfortunately the man who was willing to care for him was not there, and the lich changed him into a pink robe.
The lich knew that the half-demon might not have felt humiliated, and that it was just a deception from Benxìng, but that didn't stop him from taking pleasure in it, he had no interest in the child, and he was even disgusted, and he almost lost control when Gredi asked him to keep his descendants - but it wasn't the first time he had made a gesture of concession to another soul, and it probably wasn't the last.
Another soul named the child, perhaps Lucieu, or Grazt had given him a name, but the black-haired Dragonborn didn't think his apprentices and disciples needed more elbows, especially in a plane where names were almost a constraint and rule. But it's not a meaningless name eitherβSalir. Originated from Solomon, Solomon is the Hebrew word for Salomon, which means peace, and Solomon was the king of the ancient Israelite nations, the author of the "Proverbs", "Ecclesiastes", and "Song of Solomon" in the Old Testament of the Bible, not only that, but in the legend, he was the great king who brought the ancient IsΓ¨ to the peak of prosperity, and it is said that in the test of God, he was more thirsty for wisdom than gold and maidenness, so God gave him ten rings, indicating that he would have "true wisdom" , and in this way, seventy-two demon gods can be controlled.
The ER at the end of the name, in the original plane, has the meaning of ascension and continuation, which can almost be said to be an expectation, and the lich can understand the intention of the other soul. After all, the pedestal of peace and stability is often built on great power and boundless wisdom, like their mentor Ederna and now ...... They.
"I think," muttered the lich, "I can finally rest for a while." β
Indeed, quite marvelously, for a long time no one bothered them anymore.
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Afra was the first to visit, she didn't mention Lucieu, it seemed that the jΔ«ng spirit had never been between her and Cremar, she admired the teeth in the mouth of the half-demon for a moment with great interest, pinched his face mischievously, only to get her finger bitten by the half-demon, she screamed and raised her hand, letting Salil hang in the air, until the spirit of the other world came to the rescue with a headache - both sides. It's unlikely that the half-demon's teeth will bite through the skin of a quasi-god, but they have left marks (I don't know if Afra did it on purpose), and as for the half-demon, his eyes are a little dazed, and it is clear that no matter how beautiful Afra's voice is, it is still quite piercing when he screams.
"You don't know what kind of great being you've provoked," Afra snorted, "but I promise you'll be alone, dear." β
Thinking of the priesthood that Afra will take on now and in the future, the souls of the other world are really a little worried.
- Did you know that there is a good chance that Afra was involved in Lucieu's affairs?, the lich reminded.
The soul of the other world is silent, love and yù begging is the priesthood that Flo has never given up, and in the hundreds of years that she was imprisoned by the red dragon Gredi, her priest has taken this to the extreme, and some people even say that if there is a male xìng who can refuse Pastor Flo's courtship, his lower body must be made of stone- As Flo's heir, it is not difficult for her to make Lucie, who is in a state of anxiety and fanaticism, lose her sanity and cognition, and Grazt's spell-like abilities allow him to do evil as he pleases, he seduces with Cremar's appearance, more correctly, accepts Lucier's dedication, and after breaking through the maze of Emerald Grove Island, he summons demons to join a powerful evil being (for example, bastards) The Serpent of Arriman) slaughtered the jīng spirits of Emerald Grove, and Lucieu gave birth to Salil in remorse, hatred, and pain, and the Fountain of Life was cursed and defiled, becoming a passage for Ariman to climb to the main material plane.
At that time, Cremar dared to threaten Six-Fingered Grazt precisely because he held the weakness of the Demon Lord, after all, the god of life who was in a rage at that time would not let go of anything abnormal, until now, it can still be regarded as a handle, if Grazt does not want Angelis, the god of life, to know too much, he can only abide by the contract - at least on the surface.
But Afra, the soul of the other world really doesn't know how to face her, Afra has no remorse, and she has never felt sorry, as the lich said, her human xìng is disappearing, but the god xìng is strengthening, the only possibility that has not changed is that she is still deeply in love with Cremar, she curls up in front of him, puts her head on his knees, and holds his feet, meek like a newborn lamb.
Saler didn't like this, and he opened his mouth to Afra, baring his teeth.
"Do you know what will happen if you continue to provoke me?" Afra further threatened, "I promise that even if you step on the tail of a female snake, she will not want to bite you." β
"Afra ......" the soul of the other world had to say a tactful JΗng. Although there is such a thing as a couple of lichs, on the Seventy-Seven Islands, there is a lonely ...... It occupies the vast majority, and its symbiosis with the lich is almost impossible to have their respective lovers, but if their disciples are the same, it seems a bit too ...... It's sad......
"You are different," Afra said, "and I will always watch you." β
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Carey had arrived in the Blacktower the day after the coronation of the new Norman King of the Highlands, and he could no longer be with his friends as long as he had before. The most important thing for him to come here, apart from Cremar, was to see Lucieu's son.
"I originally prepared a jΔ«ng spirit name for him. He looked at the child in the golden cradle and said.
"Don't," the otherworldly soul softly stopped, "Don't, don't let him take on too many things," it said calmly, "I gave him a name that doesn't belong here, it's not a jΔ«ng spirit, it's not a human, it's not a demon," he touched the half-demon's curly black hair, much like his mother Lucieu, "Bloodlines don't mean anything." β
"I think so," he said, "and I'm sure you'll instruct him on what to do, just as you instructed Cremar." β
The otherworldly soul laughed, pleased that he could not lie to his friends: "It has afflicted him for a long time," it explains, "He thinks he is evil, all the time." β
"Let him think so," Carey said magnanimously, "and it's the behavior that counts." β
He was in some pain. The soul of the other world said seriously.
The lich refused to join their conversation.
The soul of the other world looked at Kerryben, and the young ranger seemed to have left, leaving behind the new king of the silver-crowned jungle, but between the familiar eyebrows, he could still see the traces of the rì: "If I need to, I ......"
"I'll tell you. Kerry said softly, and then he glanced at the sea in the distance: "Maybe it's needed now." β
Angelis, the god of life, expelled the demons who had taken possession of the Emerald Grove Island, but the Emerald Grove Island still existed, and to the pain of the JΔ«ng spirits, there were some evil spellcasters, and the pirates found out that the Lost Lock had been destroyed, and they came to the Grove Island and plundered everything that could not be taken away by the Singh JΔ«ng spirits and the Eya JΔ«ng spirits who were stranded on land, and even more, entrenched in the abandoned JΔ«ng Spirit Court, opened a black market for the sale of stolen goods and slaves, of course, the jΔ«ng spirits could not tolerate these behaviors, and they also needed a war to tell the humans of Falun, jΔ«ng Ling's sword still remains sharp.
"Falun?"
"Humans are always like that. "The problem is that some of the Eyya are reluctant to give up the territories that the humans have given them," while rejecting the protection of the Silvercrown Jungle: "They seem to want to build their own country." β
"With those territories scattered like stars?" The souls of the other world were a little surprised, they couldn't detect this kind of malice that they could smell just by looking at the map? Ingway, the king of the silver-crowned jungle, had expanded his tentacles to three times the size of his existing territory, but why the defense line of the jīng spirits in the end was still based on the Gray Ridge, because the number of jīng spirits was too pitiful, compared to humans who could reach adulthood in twenty years or less, and the frequency at which a human female xìng could give birth ten or more times in a row, the long growth period and low fertility rate of jīng spirits were the most deadly.
As the dragon Io mocked, the JΔ«ng spirits could only become the rulers of humanity in such a rare number unless they possessed a dragon-like body, innate talent and magic, wings that could soar through the sky at any time and spew acid, throats of lightning and flame, and fangs and claws.
"I think," after a moment of silence, the otherworldly soul made a suggestion, "go get a few opaque sacks, and knock them out one by oneβthrow them anywhere, as long as they can't get out." β
"And we have a ready-made place," the soul of the other world continued to pout, "Can the Mystery Lock of Emerald Forest Island be repaired, it can last for a few years." β
Kerry looked at him strangely, as if to confirm which soul was speaking: "Angelis......"
"He only said that the Emerald Forest Island is no longer the home of the jΔ«ng spirits," said the soul of the other world, "I didn't say that it couldn't be used as a temporary prison." β
Kerry thought about it for a moment, and suddenly realized that this suggestion seemed really good, and there was no doubt that it was quite crude and cruel, but it might have calmed the minds of those Eya jΔ«ng spirits as quickly as possible.
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