A few words

Author: Tianxu Aurora

A few words

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Medici suddenly fell silent mid-sentence, and Klein quickly turned his head, just in time to meet the eyes of the silver-haired child.

He was stunned: "Angel of destiny!"

There was no warning, no giant ouroboros appeared out of thin air, and no messy situation as Klein imagined that Medici would lead the Silver City to attack. The "Angel of Destiny" just suddenly appeared in front of Klein and Medici.

In front of you.

Ourolius seemed to notice Klein because of the voice, but did not look at him. He just tilted his head in the direction of Klein.

"Orochi, it's only been a year since the restart, why have you grown so big?"

Medici has already recalled the report given to him by the Aurora Society. The "Angel of the Holy Word" wandering in the land abandoned by the gods reported the approximate restart date and accurate birthday of Ourolius. He is not yet one year old.

, but he looks like a child of six or seven years old.

One month almost becomes a year.

Klein subconsciously made a comparison with his own height - his height has increased a bit since becoming an "ancient scholar", and is now about 1.8 meters, half a head shorter than the Red Angel, while Uro opposite him

Lucius was already close to his chest.

"Is this the height of someone who has inherited the blood of a giant..." Klein was speechless for a moment, remembering something that "The Sun" once said.

——The average height of those under 18 years old in Silver City is 1.8 meters.

Medici was a little surprised, but not that surprised. He had already guessed such a development.

In the past third era, when "Angel of Destiny" was restarted, it would look for a devout couple, and then slowly grow up in a safe environment, and show superhuman piety and good luck at a young age. Danger

When he was born, he would also shorten the time he spent in his mother's womb, shorten the time he spent growing up, and become himself as soon as possible. But now that the end is approaching, it would be too extravagant to continue to grow at a normal speed. Therefore, Ourolius was only eight months old.

, was able to appear like a six or seven-year-old child, Medici didn’t have any overly surprised reaction.

Klein didn’t know when Ourolius restarted. He only remembered that Will mentioned that some time before he found him, Ourolius, who was about to find him, suddenly restarted, and he also seized the opportunity to restart.

, completely throwing off Ourolius’ tracking.

It would not have been more than a year from then to now, so Klein couldn't help but look at Ourolius a few more times. However, it was not surprising that the mythical creature changed its growth state. After Klein's initial surprise, he quickly

clam down.

Immediately afterwards, he began to think about how to keep Will's secret.

Will had helped him several times, and he would never do such a thing as selling out information.

Just as he was thinking, Medici had already walked up, came to Ourolius without anyone noticing, and opened his mouth and said:

"Orochi, why did you trick me into this?"

...Wait a minute, just ask it directly like this! How about we start by asking about the situation of these people in Silver City? You are only in sequence one now. If Ourolius throws a loop over, won't we be directly

Are you trapped here until you die?

Klein's heart skipped a beat.

He still vividly remembered the incident where “Sun” Derrick and the Chief of Silver City were trapped by a mural, but now there is no Source Castle!

Ourolius did not speak, and did not even raise his head to look at the Red Angel - apart from the fact that the "Angel of Destiny" was always reticent to talk, He had just reached Medici's waist. If he raised his head to look at the Red Angel, his chin would be

You have to look up to the sky.

Ourolius didn't speak, and Klein didn't speak either, so Medici began to speak.

Medici moved his arms, wanting to pick up his old comrade who was now just over one meter tall, but he held back when he remembered that there was Klein here. He looked around and pointed at the solidified figure on their side.

The small camp pointed to Silver City in the distance and asked:

"Are you in charge here?"

"Where's the Angel of the Holy Word? Doesn't he tour the Eastern Continent?"

"What's it like inside this city? Have you been attacked by the Amuna boys? How many people are not parasitized now?"

He asked questions one after another, and after asking them, he looked directly at Ourolius, waiting for his answer - the 1.9-meter war angel lowered his head and looked down at a child over 1 meter tall. The two angels were standing in front of him.

The image of the person forcefully asked for accountability, as if he was bullying a child.

Ourolius still didn't speak, but this time he seemed to be thinking. After a moment, he spoke slowly:

"I didn't let Him get close."

Medici said in surprise: "Isn't this the voice of a child? Why did you use an adult voice when you talked to me in the dream before? Orochi, our relationship is so good, I can't see that you are still in front of me now.

I’m quite reserved, is it because I’ve been dead for so long?”

Hearing these words, Klein almost had the urge to cover his ears—whose old friend would mention his own death without saying a few words when they met?—He looked at Ourolius’ fair face and looked at him again.

With an expressionless face, I suspect that the reason why the "Angel of Destiny" doesn't like to talk is not only because he really doesn't like to talk and to prevent his fate from being revealed, but also because his old friend always says some things that people can't answer.

However, Ourolius's answer is also very interesting. If I understood it correctly, this sentence answered three questions at the same time.

Second, this "Angel of the Holy Word" came before, but was driven away by Ouroleus.

Third, the reason for driving them away is probably that they were indeed attacked by Amon, and a sequence of two is of no use.

From this, it can be deduced that the only reliable combat power in Silver City now is Ourolius. Rounding it off, it is He who is protecting the city.

Klein was a little strange. Ourolius probably protected the people of Silver City for the sake of the True Creator, but if he was still on the side of the True Creator and had good intentions towards him, why would he deceive himself into it again?

?

Is it because of Will?

...But he can't get Will's information no matter how he does it? Will's hiding and escaping skills must be on par with Pales Zoroastrian, if he really brings him fatal danger

, I guess as soon as I entered the land abandoned by God with my front foot, He restarted and left with my back foot.

Klein couldn't figure out the joint for a while.

"Really..." Medici nodded, but he still couldn't hold it back. He lifted Ourolius up into the air by his back collar and looked at him, "I'm too tired to talk to you with my head down.

,Orochi, besides that, are you hiding something else?"

Ourolius stared into his eyes, with the expression Medici was most familiar with.

The most familiar one, the one I have seen countless times, the look in my eyes that I have never forgotten even after I have been dead for thousands of years.

"...Tsk, okay, I know you saw something extraordinary from destiny again, you can't tell me, right?" Medici was helpless with this look, "Angel of Destiny" didn't say anything, he

I had to change the topic, "Won't you let us go into the city to have a look?"

Ourolius narrowed his eyes, looked at Klein, then at Medici, and then nodded.

"gone."

Medici put Ourolius on the ground and waved to Klein.

The latter, who didn't say a word the whole time, immediately followed and entered the Silver City that he had longed for with the two angels.

…

Sunia Island, edge of primeval forest.

Alger Wilson stood on a thin branch, looking at the port not far away and the blue sky there.

A strong wind swirled around him, but it did not spread and affect the trees nearby.

The god's messenger Daniz was leading a group of people in the forest behind him to cut down trees, collect canes and fruits, and go back to say a mass for the newly converted Poseidon believers here and repair their dilapidated houses, while he stood on the high ground.

Here, I stare at the distant coastline in trance.

"Mr. Fool has not given us any revelations for a long time, and the mark on my hand has not shown any abnormalities... This shows that His previous state was indeed a bit abnormal."

"Don't pray, don't pray..."

"Where did he go? Has he fallen into a deep sleep? No, in many myths, after the gods fell into a deep sleep or left the earth, believers are more needed to preach and use prayer and piety to awaken the gods and bring them back. It should be

This is not the case…”

"Is it an enemy? Mr. Fool has also encountered his own enemies. Are you worried that our prayers will be stolen by the enemies?"

"If this is true, this is to protect us, but we don't know when the gods will answer our prayers again."

"No, don't tempt God, don't speculate on God."

God has no obligation to answer their prayers. God can take a fancy to them today, grab them and hold a Tarot meeting together, watch these little humans play house in front of them to please themselves, and then hold a meeting tomorrow when they encounter an enemy.

If you cancel, there is no need to hold this meeting if you feel bad the day after tomorrow. If you want to hold it again one day, you don’t have to gather them all again. You can just find someone else.

"Don't be lazy! Hurry up! I'm still hoping to go back for dinner!"

The voice of the divine messenger Daniz came from the forest, and there were other people responding, the sounds of cutting down trees and pruning branches.

As his thoughts were spinning, Alger lowered his head and did not recite the honorable name of "The Fool", but said piously:

"Thank you for your kindness and tolerance."
To be continued...