"What do you mean, the god of sleep, king?" A woman on the other side couldn't help but ask.

Jin Gu frowned deeply, and he paced and thought about the tower, an unknown uneasiness gradually enveloping his heart.

He looked up at the woman, "Go and find a way to find out what happened to that white-haired man." ”

The woman thought for a moment, but left the place anyway.

He looked at Ushumgaru again, "Hasn't Mother's Divine Sense been found yet?" ”

The "mother" in his mouth is naturally Tiamat.

The entire dragon realm is Tiamat's body, and now with Char's doppelganger "An" is a part of his consciousness.

"Not yet." "It seems that He is deliberately avoiding us, and it is easy for Him to avoid us if He wants to." ”

Jin Gu frowned slightly and thought for a moment, he looked at Bashom below through the window of the leaning tower, and found that he was still lying below, so he frowned.

"Bring Basium back for treatment first."

"Yes."

In an unknown forest in the Dragon Realm.

Char's doppelganger, Ann, lies in a space built inside a giant tree.

The Druid Ogan script can control trees, so it is also possible to create a space inside the tree, and there is even a platform formed by tree branches at the doorway of this space that can be used as a balcony.

Slowly opened his eyes and looked at his cheap mother who was holding him beside him, his sleeping position was very peaceful, for him, there would be a sense of security in holding this Char, a three- or four-year-old child.

As if sensing Ann's awakening, Tiamat slowly opened his eyes, staring at him.

"What's wrong, Ann?"

"What do you think of humanity, Mother?" Ann said.

"Humans?" Tiamat recalled, "It seems, too, my creation."

Ann nodded, "It's also because of you."

"That's my child, too." Tiamat said seriously.

"Then if dragons were at war with people, which side would you be on?" Ann continued to ask.

Tiamat was obviously a little surprised that Ann would ask this question, but as a mother, it was right to answer her child's questions.

He thought for a moment, then continued, "Child, how much of this world do you think is my creation? ”

Ann turned her head and looked through the gap in the tree hole to look out at the forest.

"All." Tiamat said.

"From insects to stars, mountains and rivers, everything is my creation.

There is an ecosystem that belongs to this world.

Dragons will hunt creatures weaker than him, and creatures weaker than them will hunt even weaker creatures.

But I didn't interfere, because that's the rule of the world.

All the lives that are lost will eventually become soil.

And these soils will nourish the plants, and the plants will feed the herbivores, and the herbivores will feed the carnivores.

And no matter what, they will eventually become a part of the world, a part of me, and this is the circle of life. ”

"So you won't be on the side of the dragons, you won't be on the side of the humans, you'll be watching all this. ”

After a pause, Ann continued, "But the purpose of those dragons going to the main realm is to leave you and go to the world beyond this world. ”

Tiamat's eyes darkened, "They told me. ”

An Neng could clearly feel Tiamat's mood quickly drop, a sad mood from the inside out.

The sky outside was overcast, and the clouds began to gradually thicken, and a drizzle fell from the sky, and a chill hit through the breeze

It was not the first time Ann had seen such a sight, for when Tiamat was happy, the sky was clear, and when he was sad, it was a drizzle, and when he was angry, it was lightning and thunder.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ann, "Ann, I have conceived many lives and have been loved by all beings. But the kids used me as a jumping platform and left me. I want to love them all the time and want them to stay with me forever. Is my love wrong? ”

Ann was silent for a moment, then said softly, "You're right. ”

Tiamat's eyes seemed to shine slightly, "Yes, I'm right, love can't be wrong." ”

He seemed to understand something, and whispered, "They were wrong."

"Possibly. There aren't that many who are right and who is wrong in this world. Ann said.

"If my love is right, then they are not wrong, who is wrong?" Tiamat asked again, his expression serious.

But Ann fell silent.

Tiamat only sees birth, nurturing, and giving love as the meaning of existence, but is denied by the existence of his love.

Everything He relied on had been impacted, so He desperately needed an answer.

You can't be wrong with love, but the way to love is wrong.

For beings who yearn for freedom, bondage also inevitably leads to rebellion.

But Ann could not give this explanation to Tiamat.

Because Tiamat was not an ordinary mother, His mind could not be thought of as a human mother.

In a sense, He was once a part of the world, and in the Dragon Realm, His body was the whole world.

All life is conceived in His body, and the cycle of life and death is carried out, and this is the meaning of His existence.

And if An Ruo speaks out, it is tantamount to denying the meaning of his existence.

No matter how you say it, the existence in front of you is also a primordial god.

A primordial god who is enough to reshape the entire world.

A mother's anger is nothing more than beating her own child.

The wrath or collapse of a primordial god may be different.

Ann didn't get an answer, and Tiamat muttered to herself.

"They abandoned their mothers." Tiamat said to himself earnestly, "That's wrong. ”

Seeing this, An also simply gave up and continued to explain, but said, "I will never." ”

Tiamat looked at Ann and held him in her arms with a soft look in her eyes.

"I know, I've always known ......"

……

Char withdrew his gaze.

In order to facilitate the two-line operation, he divided the consciousness that controlled Ann partially, so that he could have more autonomous control, and this consciousness would be closer to when he was younger.

To be honest, Char involuntarily had a sentence in his head when Ann said the last sentence: "Unlike me, I only feel sorry for my mother." ”

Char looked at the person in front of him and said slowly.

"You must have come to this world for the first time since the collapse of Olympus, Hercules?"

Char returned to the peninsula with Hercules.

Compared to the old house and the scenery of the peninsula, the environment here has changed qualitatively over the years.

Char planted many trees on the land-facing side of the villa, including maples, ginkgo, and pear trees, all of which have grown very tall for nearly a hundred years, shading most of the sun.

With the arrival of autumn, the leaves of these trees gradually change color, the maple trees begin to turn red, and the ginkgo biloba begins to turn yellow.

Char remodeled the villa facing this side, opened an open corridor, and together with Alicia, built a landscape courtyard between the trees and the corridor.

The water on the other side of the mountain was led by them, forming a small stream on one side, and the stones on both sides were covered with moss, and the branches of the ginkgo trees were only a few meters away from the stream, and some fallen leaves fell on the stream, and the red and yellow leaves flowed downstream, which had a different artistic conception.

Of course, the moss was transplanted by Char and Alicia from other places and placed there, including the turf on the ground, which has been grown naturally for decades and has been perfectly integrated into the scenery without any sense of disobedience.

There is a quiet and secluded beauty of the shadows.

It's cool in the summer, making it a great place to escape the heat, and in the winter, the scenery is just as beautiful.

Char and Hercules were sitting in the corridor of the courtyard at the moment, facing each other and drinking tea.

Hercules' sheer size made the corridor narrower, but both tall and wide enough for him to sit down.

Alicia in front of her was sitting beside her, with a tea set in front of her, and she was quietly brewing black tea.

However, it was clear that the teacup was too much of a Xiuzhen toy to Hercules, so Alicia brought him a large ceramic vase as a teacup.

Hercules picked up the ceramic cup, blew on the hot air, took a sip, and then looked at the drink in his hand.

"This thing is really interesting to drink, although it is a little bitter at first, but there will be a sweet aftertaste later."

"It's like life." Char said.

Hercules fell silent, and he slowly turned his head to look at the courtyard landscape on one side, and watched the purple and red and yellow meet.

Although it is a kind of artistic conception that Oriental people prefer, for Hercules, the environment here can indeed attract his mood.

"My life has never been sweet." Hercules said.

Char lifted the teacup in front of him and took a sip, "You have carved your name deeply in Greece, everyone has heard about your twelve trials, you are an undoubted hero." ”

Hercules lowered his eyes, "Then do you know why I went to the Twelve Trials?" ”

Char did not answer, and Hercules' words continued.

"Because I went mad and killed my wife and children, I exiled myself to Eurystheus for his use." Hercules had a self-deprecating smile on his lips, "I still remember how they died, and how they sounded when they were dying, and the puzzled look in their eyes before they died. ”

"Actually, it's not that they don't understand, and I don't understand either." Hercules said in a low voice, "I don't understand why my journey of atonement from self-exile has become a so-called heroic legend, or why I have become the son of Zeus.

I don't understand why I, a madman who killed his wife and children, and killed his teachers and friends, became a hero in Greece. ”

He slowly raised his head to look at Char, "Fate, it's something dramatic, isn't it?" ”

Char Jiang poured himself another cup of tea, he still did not speak, the stream on one side flowed along the trail Juanjuan, a breeze blew, the leaves made a nice rustling sound, the leaves of the maple and ginkgo trees fell with it, red and yellow, a beautiful scene.

Before you know it, it's late autumn.

These gorgeous fallen leaves will eventually become nutrients for the soil, nourishing these trees, and in the coming year, new branches and leaves will grow, repeating the cycle of spring and autumn, carrying out the circle of life

However, the new leaves will not be the leaves of the past. (End of chapter)