"Marcima and Cook, it's okay. Seeing John staring at herself, Selena was also a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "If it doesn't work, you can change it......" "Can you change your real name at will?" John sighed slightly: "Anyway, it's your dependents, just like it." Besides, I don't think the two of them are against it. ”

As soon as John finished speaking, he felt a breeze blow from under him, gently blowing on himself and Golia, and then they were blown away. Of course, this blow fly was not very violent, but as if someone had been held up and slowly carried out of the carriage, and then gently straightened up, so that John stood next to the carriage. Still confused, John saw two breezes enveloping the white horse and the carriage. After that, the breeze began to grow stronger, and the speed of the wind began to increase, engulfing everything around it. The wind got faster and faster in the back, so fast that it distorted the light from the outside world, making it difficult to see the movement inside.

John reached out to block the impurities from the wind, so that the dust would squint his eyes. It was only when he felt the wind begin to weaken that John lowered his hand. I just saw the moment when the two whirlwinds disappeared. In the center of the whirlwind, where the two whirlwinds had disappeared, the original carriage and the white horse disappeared, and a man and a woman reappeared. The man had brown hair and green eyes, and was about thirty years old, while the woman was in her early twenties, with white hair and blue eyes, and a plain white short-sleeved shorts. When they appeared, they were already half-kneeling on the ground, bowing their heads, and showed their submission to Selena: "My lord, the great embodiment of spring, I, Masima (Cook), offer you my loyalty and my life. ”

Selena, who had been floating in the air, slowly fell, her toes gently tapped with a mysterious expression. Fingers stretched out, and a faint light flickered on the tips of the fingers. Then, Selena slowly walked up to them and tapped each of them on their bowed heads. In the place where she clicked, a point of light was left: "Okay, my loyalty and life, I will accept it." ”

"You are my everything, my lord. Marcima and Cook said excitedly, feeling the mark above their heads.

John watched a little surprised, and after everything was done, John stammered a little and said, "Wait, wait a minute, are these two people the horse and carriage before?" Selena nodded. John was stunned for a moment and asked, "So, where did my goods go?" Selena's original momentum was stunned, and then her face pretended to be unable to hold it anymore, and her face suddenly stepped down: "Big man, how can I say hello? After witnessing the birth of a family member of an ancient god, and two at a time, such a glory that mortal beings have never had, your first reaction was that messy cargo?"

"Rest assured, Lord John. The Carriage of Flowers, the brawny man who should now be called Cook, stood up, bent down to John, and said, "Your goods are now in my Divine Domain, very safe, and not damaged at all. John had never seen such a scene before, and he didn't know what to say before he said such a sentence, but now that he came back to his senses, he understood what he said before, and he reached out and scratched his head: "No, what I want to say is, well, I mean...... Congratulations, Masima, Cook. ”

"Thank you, Master John. "Marcima and Cook knew that if it weren't for John, Selena might never have given them their official real names for the rest of their lives, and that they would never be creatures, not dependents. Therefore, the two gods thanked John from the bottom of their hearts. John scratched his head: "I didn't expect this either...... Forget it, that's a good thing, isn't it? So be it. ”

Selena waved her hand, the two gods bowed their heads in agreement, and after another gust of wind, the carriage that had disappeared before reappeared, and John looked inside the body, the goods had not changed, exactly the same as before.

John rolled over and jumped into the car, lay down as before, and grabbed Golia, who was flying around him, and placed it on his chest, slightly fascinated by his eyes. On a sunny spring day, the sun in the sky splashed her light on the ground, and John's eyes were a little blurred. Speaking of which, I rarely have such an experience of leisurely basking in the sun. When was the last time you were in the sun? Is it still the sea breeze blowing, or is it sitting in a café or library in the rough stone world?" John thought, his eyes slowly closed, and he fell asleep in the sun. Gloria, who was still curled up in a bored ball on John's chest, fell asleep not long after.

Selena looked at the two who were already asleep, grabbed it in her hand, and grabbed Cecilia with a helpless face in her hand, jumped lightly, and disappeared into the void, and she didn't know where she ran again. Fortunately, this carriage and the horse pulling the carriage are not ordinary things, and John is not an ordinary person, otherwise which trader would dare to play like this, it is estimated that he would not even know how to die.

I don't know how long I slept, but when John woke up, it was already dark, and the sun that was still above his head had set in the west, burying half of his face, and only a part of it continued to shine. It stands to reason that the time had come to set up camp and prepare for the night, but John had no plans to do so. Because John himself didn't need to find a place to warm himself on a still cold spring night, nor did he need to sleep to relieve his fatigue, and he didn't need to eat a meal to replenish his strength, John thought about it, and he didn't seem to have any reason to stop. Scratching his head, John was a little entangled: according to his own state, he didn't have to rest at night, but if he was a businessman, he really had to rest now. Do you want to rest?

Gloria was awake when John woke up, looked up at John, and saw John lying there with his eyes open, as if he was not ready to get up, and continued to close his eyes and clump together. John's eyes were open, originally thinking about this question, but slowly, time passed, and by the time John came back to his senses, it was already dark for a while. Forget it, anyway, there is no one around now, and I can't see that I have deviated a little from the behavior of ordinary merchants. I only experienced the life of a trader, not really came to be a trader. That's it. John gave up thinking, and the little girl Goliath was now asleep so peacefully on her chest, and John didn't want to disturb her.