A few days later.

The orc city-state of Hector, the deepest part of the Land of Eternal Night, is also known as Little Night City.

On the edge of this snowy field, the city-state of Little Night stands safely in the eternal twilight, like the end of the world.

Here, the day only looms at noon, and it is only a brief interlude in the night.

Located closest to the entrance to the Demon Realm in the vast snowfield, the city-state is surrounded by majestic mountains like guardian gods, their backbones covered in heavy snow and transformed into a group of gray giants.

The city-state itself, often covered with snow, is embraced by the eternal winter.

At the heart of the city-state is a large plaza, next to which stands a tower-like tower, elaborately built of dark stone bricks, with a conical roof that often sliding with snow like a silver-white cape, and crystal wind chimes hanging from the eaves swaying in the wind with a light sound.

This is the most famous hotel in the city-state, and in addition to the wealthy merchants who are willing to pay a lot of money to stay here, it is also used by the great lords to entertain distinguished guests.

A spacious executive suite on the top floor.

No matter how cold the snow is outside, the interior is always bathed in soft lighting.

Occasionally, the pages of a book beside the round wooden table on tall legs are gently turned with a subtle sound.

"Today is the thirteenth day of your new job."

"The news of the front of the neighboring Kingdom of Bliss is coming, and you are anxious."

"But you know, there's nothing you can do but focus on the job at hand."

Suddenly, Ranch gently pressed the head of the cat boss, and it fell silent.

Now the cat boss will broadcast it once a day.

The baked noodles were baking in the oven when Boss Cat came over to speak to Ranch again.

Although Ranch thinks it's good that Cat Boss has become more functional, but now he's reading a book.

And on the chair on the other side of the round table.

Sigrid was sitting, lying on the edge of the table, falling into a deep sleep, snoring softly from time to time.

Boss Cat nodded.

It didn't even notice that Sigrid had fallen asleep all at once.

Along the way, Sigrid had very little time to sleep, and most of the waking time was focused on driving on snowy nights, and if it was an ordinary person, he would have been tired.

She was still able to keep her full attention to her work.

Only in this kind of leisure time will Sigrid seize the time to rest a little more.

This morning, Ranch had successfully restored the idol of the god of night and silence, the last of the six more prosperous city-states in the Land of Eternal Night.

Now Ranchi and Sigrid have taken a break in the night city, and after lunch, they are about to embark on their final journey to the Demon Realm.

There will be no city-states that can settle down along the way, and they will probably arrive at the Demon Realm at dawn tomorrow.

"I didn't expect your affinity for small animals to be effective for the orc race."

Boss Cat climbed onto Rankie's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

That way you won't wake up Sigrid.

“……”

Ranch tilted his head, looked at the little black cat, and smiled slightly.

Maybe it's not the affinity, but the fact that they naturally like themselves.

For example, the Grand Lord of Algorm in Little Rock was not very close to him at first, but later he felt that the Grand Lord became as cute as a bear in front of him.

Arriving in this area, the rabbit orc inhabitants of Little Night City are accustomed to long nights and short days, and the rhythm of life is also accustomed to night, but because of the city-state's unique location and abundant natural resources, it still attracts scholars, hunters, explorers, and travelers to find a brief habitat here.

In addition to the rabbit people who control this city-state, the demons can also be seen in the city-state.

And this place is far from the human realm, and if the humans are not strong enough, or if there are no bodyguards, it will be very dangerous.

Fortunately, Lanchi formed a good relationship in Little Rock City from the beginning, and every lord after him had a much better first impression of him, and when he finished repairing the idol and communicated with the big lord, the big lord became more fond of him and gave him a lot of help.

So the six days from Little Rock to Little Night City can be said to be quite smooth, with almost no accidents and wind and waves, at most it was only in the second half of the mountain area, the two of them encountered a sudden snowstorm and were forced to avoid the avalanche in the cave for a short time.

Perhaps it was Sigrid who saw him at work repairing the statue that day, and became curious about his painting tools and carvings while packing his luggage.

Ranch also patiently explained to her the purpose of each tool and his own experience in using them, as well as his appreciation of the artwork.

Anyway, the two of them talk most of the time on the road, no matter what they learn or teach, it can speed up the flow of time in perception for them.

Seagrid is not as tired of learning as she seems, she just pursues efficiency in many things, such as her speaking habits and her work style.

Lanch pondered.

"Meow, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that Ranch was ignoring him again, Boss Cat leaned over to his cheek and followed his gaze.

I saw that Lan Qi was still reading the "Book of Genesis" of this era.

There was no suitable environment for him to read to him when he was traveling in this land of eternal night, so he stayed in a hotel and waited for the meal to be baked.

The little black cat also gathered aside to watch.

There are many translations of the Genesis of this era that are different from the human interpretations of the present world, although they are more fairy tales and legends, and have nothing to do with the magic itself.

For example, no matter which version of the Genesis is thirty-three chapters, the first chapter is the chapter of the original and the blank, and the last chapter is the chapter of fate and reincarnation, both of which do not leave any divine magic, and the remaining thirty-one chapters all record divine magic that can be interpreted.

But in the last chapter, it is written that the goddess of fate sometimes gives gifts to the people of those who have prayed to her.

That's exactly what Ranch heard from the three clergy at the Templar Villain's dinner—

The divinity of the goddess of fate lies in the fact that as long as you pray to her, she has the slightest power to interfere with your fate, and the more devout and long you pray, the more your heart will reach her.

The oath to each deity must not be uttered nonsense, whether or not these deities still exist and whether they can interfere with the world, may have cause and effect.

Therefore, according to legend, there is a kind of talisman called reincarnation jade.

It could be any stone associated with the Goddess of Fate, as long as it is used as a medium, the gods can weakly interfere with the world from the conceptual side.

And the reincarnation treasure jade is a gift from a destined person, as long as you pray sincerely to the goddess of fate, she may make you have a beautiful dream, maybe by accident, maybe it is an old dream.

But after all, this kind of thing is mysterious and mysterious, and it cannot be proven, so it is more regarded as a legend and a fairy tale.

"Meow meow, is there really a reincarnation?"

Boss Cat looked at the translation of "Genesis" that Lan Qi was about to finish, and asked softly.

It doesn't understand much of this, but if it doesn't understand anything, just ask Ranch.

"If you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't, whether you have reincarnation or not depends mainly on your personal thoughts."

Ranch replied in a voice that wouldn't disturb Sigrid's sleep.

"Even if you really have a past life, the so-called letting go of obsession is not to be obsessed with your past self, not to be anxious about your future self, not to be affected by the current events, and to disturb the proportions, when you want to understand this problem, why do you need to leave half a shadow in the old dream."

Of course, this is just selflessness, doing what you want, not exceeding the rules, not without desire, but controlling desire and transcending desire.

Don't cling to other people's opinions, others are hell, this is no one's face.

The absence of all beings is the equality of all beings.

The lifeless person is to understand life and death and find the meaning of life.

"If you can comprehend the non-four phases, you will find that there is no difference between reincarnation and reincarnation, whether it is true or false."

"Don't read it, don't read it, I'm going to be meowed by you."

Boss Cat raised his paws to cover his ears and muttered.

It's just a kitten, and it doesn't understand what Lanch says.

Soon the cat boss jumped off Lanchi's shoulder and slid to the kitchen, leaving only Sigrid on the edge of the table breathing slightly.

Her countenance was rare and comfortable in the tranquility, no longer as guarded as it had been at work, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if hovering on the edge of a dream.

Until she inhaled and slowly opened her eyes.

To be honest, she hadn't been to Nighttown before.

The interior decoration in front of you is all wood-colored in warm tones, which brings a unique warmth to this harsh winter.

Sigrid's gaze quickly fell on the figure in a chair not far away.

It was a man as elegant as the headmaster, holding a book in one hand, with a solemn and calm posture.

In the dim light, he was particularly tall, wearing an unconventional dark suit with a straight placket.

His eyes are deep, with the brilliance of vicissitudes and wisdom, as if he is staring at a deeper world, his left hand firmly grips the spine of the book, immersed in the sea of words, occasionally turning the pages slightly, and the sound he makes is particularly clear in the wooden room, like the whisper of time.

"Awake? After a while, you will be ready to eat. ”

Ranch asked softly.

He tilted his head slowly, his eyes reflecting the warm light of the room and Sigrid's sleepy gaze.

"Sorry, I fell asleep."

Sigrid felt cold when she woke up in this weather and just wanted to get into the warm quilt, but she couldn't be willful, and her job should be sober, even in such a safe place.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to sober herself up.

(End of chapter)