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The young lionman made no secret of the pride his brother had brought him, but that pride turned to loss.

"But I'm not like him, I don't think it's such a good thing to be an emperor. ”

"Perhaps," Magellan sighed, looking at ......the crowd, "there will come a time when you no longer hate being emperor." ”

The Lion-Man Prince was silent.

Both knew that Ajani had taken over the position of Lion Maharaja, that is, he had taken on the responsibility of fighting and entanglement with other forces, and Aladdin, as a caliph, was nothing more than a symbol of power, but he also did not have to carry those things he did not like.

......

The lionman is still busy.

Theros swayed in a whirlpool of several torrents, but that had nothing to do with Magellan in Athens.

He spent most of his days wandering around the alleys of Athens with his companions, except for accompanying the Lion Governor to explain the preciousness of the statue of Athena to distinguished guests.

It's a city by nature, and the port is destined to never fade forever, and every time it's been brilliant, it's left behind some truly valuable legacy.

However, Edward always liked to walk by the sea, even though there were people from the Doge's Palace who could not get on the boat, and Medea was addicted to Dionysian witchcraft and was reluctant to go out, so most of the time Magellan was accompanied by the Count.

As they walked through the alleys, past the stonemasons of ancient Theros, past the silk shops run by Araffi merchants, and hordes of explorers passed by, listening to people talking about breaking away from Araffa, the tide of the times seemed to be around them, but it was far, far away.

Time is like some kind of huge beast that covers the whole world, walking along its determined route with a reason that humans cannot comprehend and cannot reach.

So one day, Magellan stopped following the soldiers, and he was free.

Magellan refused the Lion Prince's offer and left Athens.

......

In a small, nameless town, Magellan is walking down the road, followed by a team of sailors carrying the fangs of a sea monster.

Edward followed him with a relieved look on his face, sighing slowly, "I don't know what it's like to be taken away from my talent, but it must have been uncomfortable, but it's all over now...... You've finally learned to joke around on walks again. ”

Magellan looked at him wordlessly, then turned his head and continued: "I'm really not used to that. It's about the same as getting drunk. ”

"Doesn't sound that bad......"

"I'll never wake up. ”

"Hmm......" Edward shook his head and didn't say anything more.

It's a nameless town, defying common sense, and it's unique.

In ancient Theros, it was the property of the gods and a forbidden place for mortals. There is a city in this place, but it has no name because of the will of the gods.

It's a marble mine.

Every god will choose the marble that is lucky enough to become his appearance here, and then let his followers turn it into the appearance of a god.

Whether it is the will of the gods or the believers, in short, a powerful force erases the name of the place, as well as the place from the map and history.

Magellan also learned about the past of this place in the diary of the admiral, and he did not come here for a walk, as Edward thought.

He was looking for a man, a craftsman, or rather, a master carver.

Magellan did not know if this was a foolish act without the slightest hope, after all, thousands of years had passed since that era.

In ancient Theros, craftsmen came here with devotion to the gods to choose the stone that matched their souls, and then gave life to the cold dead thing.

It's hard to say if any craftsman actually made life or soul, but the gods with such miraculous powers favored skilled craftsmen who would only wait for a qualified statue to appear, not make it.

Then the gods disappeared, Theros drifted through time, and this place, along with the craftsmen who lived here, disappeared.

It wasn't until much later that Magellan came here.

The sailors, like Edward, had no idea what Magellan was doing, but believed in him and expected something close to a miracle.

Then a miracle happened.

A middle-aged Theros man with a strange accent stopped Magellan.

"Do you want to get back to the Goddess of Victory?"

He wears a stonemason's short garment, but with a distinctive style, seemingly altered from the robes popular in ancient Theros, with a short black beard and a strong look.

"I just want this thing to be what it wants it to be. ”

"There are no more stonemasons to serve the gods, so get out of here. ”

Magellan nodded and said nothing more.

Behind the low eaves, not far away, you can see tenacious shrubs growing from the cracks in the stone cliffs of the mountain.

"Wait. ”

Magellan stopped and looked back at the man.

"You can go to a madman if you don't want to give up. ”

"Crazy?"

The man didn't say anything more, pointed to a small garbage heap in the distance, and turned and walked into the house.

"Crazy?"

Magellan nodded to Edward, and walked over there.

They met the "madman" in the middle of a rubble made of stones.

This is a tall, strong man, with a big beard, and if you remove the dirt from his eyes and body, then this man is actually the same kind of person as Edward.

When he saw the crowd, he jumped up and rushed forward, ignoring Magellan and Edward, and rushed towards the sea monster's tusk.

"Goddess!

The captain looked at Magellan with the expression he had turned ugly in the morning when he looked in the mirror: "Crazy?"

Magellan nodded: "He's the one I'm looking for." ”

......

A month later, the Summer Palace.

The king of the world is having a banquet, and in a small room, Magellan is about to say goodbye to the morning star.

"You finally gave the Goddess of Victory to Your Majesty......" the left hand of the world said this sentence with an unfathomable expression like a woman, "is it to make Your Majesty understand that you owe her nothing?"

There was still no smile on Magellan's face, and he did not hide the discomfort caused by the sharp decay of his memory: "I just fulfilled a promise. ”

There was a hint of mockery on Morning Star's flawless face: "Your Majesty has remembered you. ”

Magellan was silent, he was silent for a long time.

In this bright, comfortable, clean and tidy room, the sun is as cheerful as the silence, and Magellan's silence seems to be drawn to it all.

"My pleasure. ”

"I wish I could see you again soon. ”

End of this volume