There was a steady stream of mourners, the women's hats sewn with black veils that looked like dark clouds from afar, their faces covered with fans, and their muffled conversations reminiscent of the murmurs of the dead in the jungle.

Yelena lay among the dewy lilies and lilacs, looking as if she were asleep, and would wake up at the dawn of day, and Thoth gazed at her wrinkled face, trying to discern some traces of her childhood in the rotten skin, and finally imprinted a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Good dreams."

He has no regrets, and this emotion should be left to the person who has missed something, from babbling to running and playing, from entering the palace of marriage to giving birth to her first child, He has witnessed every stage of her life to the fullest, so there is no regret and no regret.

Medici stood not far away, dressed in black and unusually expressionless, while his daughter's son stood somewhat crampedly beside his grandfather, who looked younger than him—he had inherited Medici's signature red hair, but not Medici's surname, let alone the characteristics of a hunter. Yelena stayed in the North for the rest of her life, and instead of marrying a man from some angel family, as most people expected, she married a local medicine man in the North who was so low that she could pass on her traits to the next generation, so her son was born just an ordinary person.

In the interlude, Medici glanced over to Thoth, and the Hidden Sage had vanished like a ghost, knowing in his heart that the other party was planning to leave the rest of the process to him alone—and that was fair, after all, he had also lost Yelena to him in infancy more than sixty years ago.

Thoth left the crowd and walked through the jungle as the sound of birds flapping their wings was heard, and he pulled out a jewel with starlight flowing from his sleeve.

"Her extraordinary qualities?"

Amun appeared with Him, and it should be said that He was always there.

"Yes, astrologer."

Angels can decide whether their offspring are extraordinary, in the mysterious world, many people will subconsciously take the extraordinary as a gift, so many people will not think that the red angel did not pass on the characteristics to his first child, and Yelena grew up, chose to become a voyeur, Thoth mixed joy - the joy is that if she really takes this path, he can guide her and bless her; The worry is that the higher the voyeur goes, the more difficult it will be to gain insight into the true face of the world - that is, chaos and madness.

After thinking about it for a long time, Thoth decided to ask the reason first.

The little one's eyes sparkled and he replied, "Because Uncle Thoth looks like a fairy godmother with magic!"

Thoth wants to speak and stops, stops talking and wants.

Couldn't he be the godfather of the fairy?

But thankfully, the kind of situation that worried him didn't happen, because Yelena was promoted like a child, and it took nearly fifteen years to slowly advance to Sequence 5, but she never touched that trace of divinity, she didn't ask for it, and Thoth didn't take the initiative to encourage her to try.

That's fine. Thoth thought to himself, to live as a human being and to die as a human being, many people are afraid of death, but they do not know that death is also a desirable destination. ….

"Choose."

"What?" Thoth pulled away from the memories of the past.

Amon said, "I remember you said to me before, 'Choice is the most precious gift that the gods have given to mankind.'" Medici gave her a choice, so be it."

"yes." Thoth sighed softly, "Of all the descendants of the Medici, Yelena is the most special one as the firstborn daughter, and the Medici allows her to choose whether or not to step into the extraordinary world, which path to take, and stay in the sequence, rather than being destined to live as a hunter and go to war like the other brothers and sisters."

They stopped in front of an elm tree with dead leaves, Amon deceived the laws of physics so that the snow that accumulated at the base of the tree would not melt into water, and Thoth sat down as if he were sitting in the sand, Amon sitting beside him.

"I've heard some gossip among nobles before." Amon helped him brush a few strands of hair that fell on the snow to his chest, "Something like, 'The Medici are a sacrifice of the Red Angel to the evil gods, or something, and the Medici doesn't refute it.'"

In this regard, He rightly said, 'Their lives come from me and deserve to be at my disposal.'"

"That's really his style."

Thoth's reaction was calm, a little indifferent, to Amun's surprise. Sensing the Angel's doubts, the Hidden Sage simply explained, "Although I don't agree with this view, all I care about is Yelena."

"Okay, but since He was born with this awareness, why was he so generous to Yelena?"

"This generosity alone won't shake the foundations of the Medici, if anything......" Thoth paused, "You can understand that he has softened."

"That word doesn't sound like a good match for Medici."

"I don't think it's a good match either, but that's what it is." Thoth let out a white breath, "For a fanatical believer who always cares about the gods, giving his children enough freedom is already a rare love."

They sat quietly for a while, and a few red squirrels jumped up and down and hid the nuts in their nests, and Amun, with great unsympathy, stole the chestnuts they had just buried in the snowdrifts, and peeled them and put them in the palm of Thoth's hand.

"Just try it." Thoth slowly chewed on the plump chestnut meat, "You remember to return it to the more."

"I know." Amon nodded, "Are you still sad now?"

"A little, but more emotional."

"Do you feel the brevity of human life?"

"It's not that human life is short." Thoth smiled wryly, "It's our lives that are too long, like a rock."

All plans don't stop running because of the loss of a single life.

On the third day after the funeral, the Hidden Sage paid a visit to Duke Abraham, and they walked under the virtual starry sky of the year, with the signs of the zodiac shining overhead, and the scorpion in it was constantly chasing Orion, trying to sting him to death with its sharp tail, and after a few polite words of conciliation, Thoth went straight to the subject.

"I want to make a deal with you."

"What deal?" "I want to ask you for two 'doors,'" ….

Thoth said straight to the point, "Two gates as high and wide as a royal palace can send things thousands of miles away in an instant."

The ship that combined the power of the occult and technology was named the "Ark", and the plan to sail away from the land with the remnants of the God's Forsaken Land was also called the "Ark Project".

Everyone involved in the Ark Project has made an oath of non-disclosure and is secretly watched, and many of those who do the groundwork are not even aware of their involvement, but the most important thing is Thoth's authority to "conceal" it, and all information that may leak is well contained by him.

But secret preparation is one thing, sailing on the water is another.

On the way to the God's Forsaken Land, you have to cross the Sunia Sea, the ocean is Leodro's home field, every drop of water is an extension of his siblings, and Thoth did not want to let the whole ship fly, as far away from the sea as possible, but the tyrant is both the "Emperor of the Sea" and the "King of the Sky", and every wisp of wind will report the strangeness to him truthfully, despite his "concealment", Thoth does not dare to say that he can hide 100% from Leodro - how do you say that? "A strong dragon does not crush the head snake".

If it really develops to the point where it is hard to hit......

The thought of Leodro's electromagnetic storm made Thoth feel his scalp tingle, that thing was extremely unfriendly to his information structure, and if he really walked into it, he might end up half-paralyzed.

In line with the idea of "preventing things from changing for a long time, avoiding falling into stalemate", he thought of the most capable of running among the twenty-two divine paths—can't you hide if you can't mess with it? And this trip is not to fight in the first place, but to pull people.

A hint of surprise flashed in Duke Abraham's indifferent eyebrows, and he quickly regained his composure.

"And what do I get?"

"Record my extraordinary abilities or get some knowledge about the stars, you can choose one."

To be precise, it's the starry sky of the old days. Thoth silently added inwardly.

To Thoth's astonishment, the starry traveler chose the first, and he said in a meaningful tone, "You do have a great variety of magic, and if you show you a little trick that is better than nothing, won't I gain more than I gain?"

Thoth said dryly, "How much you can record depends on how many tricks you can get me to use."

"Yes, I accept it."

Duke Abraham also saved the bargaining effort, and there was a hint of eagerness on his stern and serious face.

Several of his juniors have befriended the Voyeurs, and have recorded their demigod-level abilities, and those magic that exude an ancient charm He has been curious about for a long time - now at the top of the Voyeur path, the most powerful occultist is standing in front of him, and if he doesn't take advantage of it, he is sorry for his occupational illness as a recorder.

./hariot