Walking on the beach, every child is cheerful, especially the gentle children, the light of the goddess shines here, the grain is harvested every year, the sea port is calm, the food is abundant, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the life is very rich.

It was here that Murro Bot was born, the only son of a local shipmer, Malle Both, who had been living comfortably since he was born, waiting for his son to follow in his father's footsteps. Mahler Bot naturally thought the same way, looking at the child in his wife's arms, with the same yellow eyes and wide nose as himself, and bursts of happiness washing over him like a wave washing over the reef, which made him shake his body uncontrollably, and then he sat down on his knees, crossed his hands on his head, and closed his eyes reverently: "Goddess, the sun that does not fall, praise you for your kindness and generosity, my son Mulo Bot has been born, and your disciple Mahler Bot begs you to send blessings and blessings to him." A gentle breeze blew through his lips and carried his words to the unspeakable place of the East. Mahler Both, who had finished his routine, looked up, only to see a golden glow of sunlight slowly shining over his child, and then his head was pressed down hard by the priest standing behind him.

The dazzling sunlight made Mahler Bot's eyelids flush even when his eyes were closed, and in that last glimpse, an even brighter white figure made Mahler Bot's heart beat wildly. That's the goddess! Mahler Bot knew that it was definitely the goddess. He humbly lowered his head to the ground, fearing that any action would offend the majesty of the goddess. Waiting was the most hated thing for Mahler Both, a businessman, but this time he had only a blank mind during the long wait. In the process of not daring to think about anything, perhaps a long, long time passed, and all things were silent except for the cry of the child, and then this cry also came to an abrupt end, leaving only light and silence.

His parents kept silent about what happened when Mulo Bot was born, and he himself had no way of knowing about it, and the doctors and priests were also inexplicably transferred away from Weirou, all of which were different from the hype that had been received by the gods before him, and the temple's abnormal behavior made up a lot of shadowless things by the well-wished residents and the adventurers with ulterior motives, and these messages attracted more people who were uncertain, and they tried their best to get out of Mahler. Bot and Botef's mouthful of the Goddess's actions, as if the Goddess had been watching the family ever since, would always result in an angry Templar Guardian coming to the door.

When he was a child, Muluo Bot asked Mahler Bot what the mark on his chest meant, but after repeated times, the Bot couple recognized that this mark was invisible to everyone except Xiao Muluo, including those respected priests, and the intuition of the Mahler merchant prompted him to listen carefully to the young Muluo's less logical description, which was a black snake that circled itself and opened its teeth to spit letters? Mahler's sweat was pouring down all of a sudden, and his many years of experience in sailing and shipbuilding had made him acquainted with many well-informed sailors, and one of these people claimed to be a follower of the Black Serpent, so to speak, this was actually a fool who did not know the power of the relationship and wanted to pull the banner of the tiger, and there were always some outlaws at sea who wanted to refresh their sense of existence by relying on some hearsay and rumors, so as to gather a group of fools who came to make a fortune, and some of these people such as this fool were very successful in sounding the trumpet in the eyes and ears of the church or other ancient organizations for hundreds and thousands of years, and under the indescribable peep of those who knew itand disappeared without a trace.

Though Mahler Bot hadn't listened to the poor man with messy chest hair, yellow hair, and brass teeth telling him about the origin of the black serpent that had his proud tattoo on his chest, he woke up in the blink of an eye and hurried to the back door, and the next day the corpse had been washed and smeared with the most expensive essential oils before appearing naked on a stake in the Place of Atonement on the docks. The sign on his body reads, "Heroic Kazman Pineapple, who drowned in the cold sea in order to welcome the radiance of the goddess." "The discerning people all glanced at the glittering corpse after looking at the wooden sign, let out a mocking laugh, and applauded the humor of the chief of the temple guards, Tebridge Dart, the goddess is everywhere, and wants to escape the glory of the goddess, even if he hides in eternal darkness, he will surely fall, let alone the sea of the east, where the goddess has always shined.

This problem is serious, and Mulo Both's description of the invisible thing is a description of the tattoo that Mahler Bot had seen two years earlier. Mahler Bot did not dare to tell his two-year-old son about the seriousness of the problem by scolding or persuading, and a child who did not even have the concept of death was still somehow incommunicable. Mahler Bot thought about it again and again and finally came up with a good idea, he had an old captain who was a sailor and rested in the harbor, it was a legend who was about to return home, Leanda of the Green Trunk, a Wu'an man who had sailed the sea for two hundred and seventy years, an old man who had trained his whole body to be as hard as steel. And basically no one knows that he still has a good tattoo skill.

The young Mullo Bot was led by Mahler Bot to the Green Trunk, a large green ship, and Mulo Bot looked at the huge ship for him, full of curiosity and inexplicable joy, and he babbled forward, wondering if the candy in the hand of the old man in the white wide-brimmed hat in front of him was to his taste.

The father stepped forward to talk with the smiling old man, and the tightly wrapped candy wrappers were completely peeled off by Muluo Bote, he gently held them, put the candy wrappers to his mouth, and after licking them, he narrowed his eyes happily, in the gentle wind, in the sunshine of the goddess.

The young Muluo Bot had an animal in his chest that he had never seen before, and it was the grandfather's deepest memory of his hometown, the beautiful creatures running and hunting in the distant land, a black wolf with a smiling mouth.

Reanda had a good image of Mahler Bot, who was a shrewd lad when he was on the ship, and the two had a good personal relationship, and later Mahler Bott set up a shipyard, and the two remained in business and private contact. When Mahler Bot asked Reanda for help, Reanda was surprised but didn't ask anything, and when Reanda introduced the belief that this black wolf was a Wu'an tribe, the anxious Mahler Bot had already decided to tattoo this unusual creature on his son's chest to suppress the palpitating black snake. Reanda's words came to his lips but seeing that Mahler Bot had made up his mind, he swallowed those words, anyway, it was a name called calamity, he shrugged, it shouldn't be a big deal.

In the depths of the forest, there are always hordes of bones

The passing caravans left behind the slaughtered lambs

The forest calls its name all the time

All beasts and birds are its subjects

The people of Wu'an here have never had one king

It always stood on the highest green trunk and roared into the eternal night

Ah, this is our king, the black wolf Livilia Calamity