city ​​of lights.

In the Temple of Miracles.

Iva was standing alone under the sacred tree, and the wind blew through the cup of desire, bringing strands of sound.

"confused."

"God Iva is very confused."

"He seems to have something difficult to choose."

Whispers in the wind are the cups of desire speaking, they are part of Ivar's power and an extension of his will.

What they like most is to eavesdrop on people's hearts and steal everyone's emotions and desires.

And Iva never hides what he thinks, he even hopes that these cups of desire will tell him his emotions, because it is often difficult for him to discover the changes in his emotions.

Iva sat under the tree and put the lantern aside.

He stretched and leaned against the tree.

The lantern burned with a multicolored flame that looked mottled, reflecting its colors through the glass shade in the shadow of the trees.

Every flame carries some memories of joy, trouble, happiness and loneliness.

Over the years, he experienced more emotions.

After he learned to be happy, he seemed to understand easily what troubles are.

When he knows what happiness is, he seems to feel lonely very easily.

Emotions and desires are always opposite to each other.

The afternoon sun shone warmly on the body, bringing drowsiness.

"It's time to go back."

"What are you going to do when you get back?"

"Insai God should give me a new mission, right?"

Iva squinted his eyes and muttered to himself under the white sacred tree.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt reluctant.

I don't know if it's because I don't want to part with this world, or this city, or something else.

At this time, the master of the dream just happened to look at Iva from the land bestowed by the gods, and saw his confusion and troubles.

The goblin waved the golden sleeves, and the dress embroidered with wishing dreams sprinkled starlight.

God sprinkled dreams into the world.

The light shrouded Iva's body, but Iva fell asleep like a sleeping child.

He curled up under a tree and slept soundly.

A beautiful goddess descended from the sky and came with the wind and the fragrance of flowers on a sunny afternoon.

She held a book in her arms, which was "Fairy Tales of Fairies".

Iva opened his sleepy eyes and saw the other party.

He quickly knelt down in front of the other party.

Although he had already guessed the return of the master of dreams when he saw the gate of the kingdom of gods opened last night, but when he saw him with his own eyes, he still had indescribable joy.

"The great dream master Sheila!"

"You finally woke up."

To her, Iva is really just a child.

It was she who gave Iva her dream egg, and it was she who gave him the mission to make Iva a ferryman.

It was she who made Iva embark on the path of wisdom, spanning the long years between eras.

The master of dreams, Sheila, looked at Iva with a smile, just like the warm eyes that Iva had looked at him when he was still a cup flower of desire hiding in the sacred boat.

At that time, he didn't have a name yet, and Sheila was already the messenger on the right side of the Creator's throne.

"Um!"

"It was you who told everyone my story, that's why I woke up so quickly."

Sheila picked up the book: "Thank you for this book, I love it."

Iva shook his head: "I didn't write this book, I just re-tell the stories I heard."

"Your story, your greatness, your blessing."

"It originally existed in this world, in the dreams of all creatures and creatures."

"It's just that people forget and I make them remember."

Sheila: "I should thank you anyway."

"Eva."

"You've done a great job, you've always been able to do your job so well."

Hearing that Sheila praised him like this, Ivar was very happy.

"I have completed this mission. After I bid farewell to the believers who have signed a contract with me, I will return to the Kingdom of God immediately."

"Accept my new mission."

Sheila asked Iva softly: "Iva!"

"Why are you always waiting for new missions, don't you have anything you want to do?"

Ivar didn't speak, because he didn't know why.

There used to be a blank in his heart, and only the mission from the creator and the master of dreams could fill this blank for him, allowing him to feel his own existence and meaning.

But now it seems a little different, he seems to have his own ideas, things he likes and wants to do.

But he has long been used to the cycle of missions day after day, as if he lost his mission and became at a loss.

However, at this moment, the first **** who gave him a mission and meaning told him.

"Eva."

"You don't need to go back, you have a place where you should go."

Iva asked the dream master: "Where are you going?"

Sheila told Ivar: "Have you forgotten?"

"Someone is still waiting for you."

There was a trace of sadness in Sheila's eyes, and she sighed softly.

"She has been waiting for you for a long time."

Iva suddenly opened his mouth wide, of course he knew who the dream master was talking about.

But in the end it turned into a wry smile and shook his head.

"She should have left long ago."

Sheila told Ivar, "No!"

"She's been waiting for you."

Iva didn't understand, but also understood: "Why did she wait for me?"

Sheila told Ivar, "You can ask her yourself."

In the flow of starlight, the master of dreams dissipated into bubbles, dissipated under the trees in the afternoon, and dissipated in the sun's rays.

Only one sentence remains.

"Eva."

"You already have the meaning of your own existence, you have what you want to do, and you also have your own companions and fellow travelers."

"Eva."

"You don't need a mission anymore."

"Go ahead and do what you want to do."

Eva woke up from the dream.

He sat up from under the white sacred tree with a dazed expression.

"I."

"No more missions?"

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evening.

In the city of lights.

All the alchemists arrived outside the temple and knelt on the steps and under the pillars.

Long ago, they knew that the gods would eventually leave.

After all, they are great gods, and it is impossible for them to stay in the world forever. How could their great existence stop for the sake of humble mortals.

And that day has finally come.

God Iva looked at the statue of the main **** in the Miracle Temple, and he suddenly found that the statue of the main **** in the dream carved according to his memory had become mottled. It was not as exquisite and gorgeous as it used to be, but it had the thickness of the years.

He looked at the statue of himself beside him again, and it was the same.

he thought suddenly.

I don't know if the statue is still there after a thousand years.

How will everything here change from what he saw when he left today?

When he comes back one day, is he happy to see the change? Or lost?

Behind Iva was an old man in the robes of an alchemist. He got up and bowed his head, and asked the **** in front of him cautiously.

"God Iva."

"Are you really leaving?"

Ivar nodded, he asked Xinji.

"My mission is completed, and you have also completed the task I entrusted to you."

"later."

"Will you continue to believe in the master of dreams and me?"

Xinji quickly said, "Of course!"

"It's not just me, everyone in the Land of the Rising Sun, me and our descendants."

"Never forget what you believe in."

Iva looked at Xinji. If it was normal, he would not hesitate to expose the loopholes in Xinji's words, because even if someone can achieve pious faith, no one can make his descendants do the same.

Laidlich, the king of wisdom of the Sanye people, believed in the gods so devoutly that he even engraved his belief into the crown of wisdom.

And after he passed away, everything became the past.

But at the moment Ivar didn't care.

After so many years, he finally understood.

Some things don't need to worry about whether a sentence is true, whether the other party says it or not, it can be done.

It is enough to know what the person who said it thought.

At least for now.

Singh's faith and loyalty to him are unquestionable.

"Actually, it's okay to forget, but I think I will feel a little sad. After all, I still like this city and the people in this city."

"As long as you still believe in me, I will continue to sign contracts with you."

"Allow you to use my strength to let you come to my garden after you die."

Xin Ji felt both fear and indescribable emotion in his heart.

He was terrified of the gods and didn't care about their forgetting, but he was moved by the gift and favor of the gods to them.

"The great **** Iva."

"What you have given us, we will never forget."

"Sinji will never forget."

"It's just a pity that I couldn't do anything for you until you left, and I couldn't return one thousand percent of your kindness."

Ivar walked past Singh, holding his beloved lantern in his hand.

Exactly the same as when it came.

He descended on this coastal plain, brought hope and light to everyone here, and changed this place with his own power and the alchemy he imparted.

He bestowed unimaginable power and magic on the mortals here, and he made the savages in the wild here put on clothes and established cities.

Iva gave them a civilization comparable to Suinhor city-state but with a completely different style.

When he left, he took nothing with him.

"Singe."

"I will wait for your arrival in my miracle garden in the sky, but I hope you can come later."

"That way, you'll be able to do more."

"You can also leave some regrets."

When Iva said the word "regret", he seemed a little bit embarrassed.

God left.

Night also followed.

People can only see a light going away, blending into the stars in the sky, accompanied by the moon in the sky.

There was a sound of wailing and wailing in front of the temple, and thousands of people in the city knelt on the ground, respectfully sending the gods away.

Xinji walked out of the temple and held up the golden lamp in his hand.

It seems to be responding to the stars in the sky, and responding to the gods ferrying in the sea of ​​stars.

The lights in the city of lights are shining brightly, even if the **** has left, what he left behind will still be passed on forever.

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on the way out.

Iva saw that several large and small cities had been built outside the City of Lights.

He had only heard from Xinji before, but now he has witnessed the changes he brought to the world with his own eyes.

He passed a city called the Golden City, which was a city of alchemists built by the sea. It was informed and established by a group of alchemists who were good at smelting and craftsman skills.

The alchemists who controlled the power of lights and alchemy created all kinds of miraculous creations, which were transported to Suinhor by large ships for trade.

He also arrived at a city called Miracle City, controlled by an alchemist who was good at building, and whose lamp could smelt sand into strong stones and crystals.

There are many wonders under construction in this city.

Iva saw the statue of the goblin, tens of meters high.

He also saw the same building as the lantern in his hand. It turned out to be a temple, and there was a big lamp in the temple, which flickered like a lamp.

I don't know when, this wasteland has also become a place full of cities and villages.

The prototype of a city-state is slowly being born.

Although this city-state has no king, it has its own beliefs, culture and system.

Eva finally understood.

The relationship between man and man has never been more than transaction, and the relationship between God and man has never been more than will and mission.

The instant the two met, they changed each other.

On the way, I passed a small town.

Iva came across two children who were arguing, arguing loudly about going somewhere to play, one child wanted to play in the woods outside of town, and the other child wanted to play together at her house instead of outside.

Argued for a long time.

The boy pouted: "Forget it if you don't go, I will go alone."

The little girl got angry and said loudly: "You are a wild child, you make dirty outside all day, I don't want to play with you."

"I don't want you to come to my house and make a mess of my house."

The little boy was also angry: "I won't go if you beg me."

The boy left the girl and walked out of the town alone. The girl bit her lip and stood there, crying loudly.

But not long after, the little boy ran back again.

Seeing the little girl's red eyes, he immediately asked, "Why are you crying?"

The little girl said with a straight face, "I didn't cry."

The boy took out a small piece of paste that could not be called candy at all and said, "Okay, I'll give you candy."

The little girl refused again: "I don't want your things."

But as he said so, his head was raised to one side so as not to look at the little boy.

But she still took the gift from the little boy slowly.

The moment the candy was stuffed into her mouth, the little girl's stern face instantly relaxed, and she smiled brilliantly.

The little boy said at this time: "Okay!"

"Let's go to your house to play. It's boring for me to play alone."

The little girl said: "This is what you are going to, I didn't ask you."

The two children were blushing from the quarrel just now, but they were talking and laughing in the blink of an eye.

The little girl said proudly: "I have something good at home, I will show it to you later."

The little boy asked curiously, "What is it!"

The little girl's expression and eyes were extremely mysterious: "I can't tell you now, it's a secret."

It was as if the noise just now had never happened.

Iva couldn't help asking the child thousands of times: "Why did you do this?"

"It's obvious that she said something bad about you first, why do you go back to comfort her?"

The child said: "Because we are friends!"

"Even if we quarrel, we can make up again."

"And I know, she definitely didn't mean it."

Iva was dumbfounded, don't they all care who is right and who is wrong?

Iva asked another child: "You obviously cried, why did you say you didn't cry?"

"And you obviously want him to come to your house, but you say you don't want him."

The little girl looked at Iva angrily: "I don't have one."

She took the boy's hand and hurried away along the streets of the town: "This guy is weird, let's ignore him."

Then the thoughts in the little girl's heart told Iva: "I don't want others to see me crying, how ugly it is!"

Hearing that the little girl finally revealed that the novelty in her house was a tool made in an alchemy workshop, the boy immediately yelled excitedly.

Then, two small figures disappeared around the corner of the street.

Seeing the happy appearance of the two children, Iva suddenly felt extremely sad.

Although he is a high god, he has never understood the truth that even children know.

The clear boundaries between right and wrong that he once thought did not seem to apply to people.

Sometimes too much care about right and wrong makes people lose more important things.

And he.

Something very important was lost and missed.

Even a child can see the duplicity, but he didn't understand it once.

Because the gods he knows never need to be duplicity or lie.

Iva's figure floated up.

He finally left the Land of Sunrise and headed towards the Sunrise Mountains.

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Sky Miracle Garden.

The garden was much bigger than before, and the Cup of Desire grew from a high waterfall along the wall all the way down the river.

From the perspective of transcending the world, it seems that the sea of ​​flowers flows down from the sky with the waterfall.

This is really a beautiful spectacle.

A small boat takes two people upstream, past waterfalls and hanging flowers.

"Look."

"The miracle garden in the sky is really in mid-air."

Two more lucky people came here and saw this legendary garden.

With the sound of exclamation, they rushed up the waterfall with the huge waves and came to the garden.

"The two of them want money. Judging by the intensity of their desire, their desire is very strong!"

"Oh, what a vulgar desire."

"What do you want money for?"

"They want money to change their hometown. Their hometown has suffered a disaster, and many people are starving to death."

"So this is ah."

They heard the voice of the flower that is said to be able to see through people's desires, and everything that the two of them thought in their hearts was completely hidden in this garden.

They saw the river flowing with treasure, the crystal bridge completely transparent, and the mountain lake and holy castle under the rainbow.

Walking in, you can see that there are many props condensed by curse seals and desires in the palace and castle, and they are placed in every corner.

every object.

All represent a touching or laughable story.

On a mountain full of gold and treasure was a throne, and on the throne was a golden-haired woman.

Although she is still beautiful under the power of the garden and props, she is no longer young, with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and she is not as innocent and innocent as before.

The visitor knelt in the palace, shouting to the existence on the throne.

"O great holy spirit!"

"We ask you, ask for your help."

Meryl heard their stories and knew that they came from the city-state of Suinhor. Their hometown was destroyed by a volcanic eruption, and they hoped to have a sum of money to rebuild their home.

"Your desires will be answered by the power of the gods."

"Have you considered?"

"Have you made a decision?"

The two nodded quickly, and saw an exquisite stone figure appearing in front of them.

"It will guide you to get what you want."

The two were ecstatic, and kowtowed repeatedly to thank the existence on the throne.

They turned around, and a metal cup suddenly fell from one of them.

There was a pattern of a cup of desire on the cup, which immediately caught Meryl's attention.

She stretched out her hand, and the cup fell into her hand.

She asked the two, "Where did you get this cup?"

The other party told Meryl: "This is something transported from the City of Lights in the Land of the Rising Sun. When our hometown was not in disaster, we had traded with merchant ships from the City of Lights."

"It is said that there are magical alchemists in the city of lights, and they believe in Iva, the **** of alchemy and desire."

Meryl: "God Iva?"

The other party nodded and said excitedly: "That's right, this **** has very magical powers, he can give mortals the power of lights."

"Alchemists create all kinds of strange items through lights."

Meryl heard another story about Ivar, who never seemed to change.

Moreover, he seemed to have completely forgotten himself.

Forget this miracle garden he built for himself.

Meryl waved and let the two leave.

But the cup was left behind.

She looked at the cup of desire pattern on the cup, this thing might have been extremely close to Iva, and was in the same city as him.

"Looks like you've found a way to get yourself there, and someone who can get you there."

A smile appeared on Meryl's face, but it was a sad smile.

At this time, a figure suddenly walked in from outside.

"Yes."

"I found a way to achieve my mission and a group of people who helped me achieve it."

Meryl looked up when she heard the voice.

She carefully looked at the figure walking in from the outside, with a silver smock and a handsome and young face.

Her eyes were a little dazed, as if she was confirming whether she was in a dream.

Iva walked to the mountain where the treasures were piled up and under the throne, and looked up at Meryl.

He said softly, "I'm back."

Then, Meryl smiled happily.

Unlike her who was only thirteen or fourteen years old when she was a child, she no longer concealed and concealed her thoughts, and she fully expressed her miss for Iva.

Meryl stood up and looked at Iva with a smile.

She asked Iva loudly: "Then... have you fulfilled your mission?"

Iva nodded again: "It has been realized."

Meryl let out a long breath, feeling relieved and relieved.

"It's really good."

"Unfortunately, I can't help you with anything."

Iva shook his head: "No, you helped me a lot."

"You told me how to experience happiness, and you told me how people get along with each other."

"It was you who told me that even if I don't have a mission, I still have something I want to pursue."

Meryl asked him, "Why did you come back?"

Iva told her: "I have no mission, but I want to stay in this garden"

Iva paused, and added: "To be with you."

Meryl's eyes twinkled.

Finally, she couldn't help crying and said, "We met too early last time."

At that time, Meryl was thirteen years old, she was just a child, and Iva was just a novice **** who was looking for a way to realize his mission.

"This time, you came back too late."

"I'm already old."

Little by little, Iva walked up the mountain where treasures and gold coins and silver coins were piled up, and the gold coins, treasures, and props under his feet made noises.

He was deeply involved in every step, and finally came to Meryl firmly.

Then.

He held out his hand to her.

"As long as you are willing to wait for me, it is never too late."

The smile on Meryl's face spread, like a child's.

Iva grabbed Meryl's hand, and Meryl became younger little by little.

She went back to the year when she was thirteen.

And Iva also changed into the appearance of seeing her for the first time.

The two ran down the throne and the golden mountain holding hands, and they slipped out of the magnificent palace, laughing and crossing the crystal bridge.

The silver flowers in the garden gave way, only to close themselves after they had passed.

Seen from a distance.

I can only see the continuous swaying of the sea of ​​flowers~lightnovelpub.net~ and their laughter.

They ran wantonly in the garden, opened their arms in the sea of ​​flowers, and felt the softness of touching the flower cup with their hands.

Iva: "Do you still remember when you hid here?"

Meryl: "You can't find me anyway."

Iva: "You don't let me use magic."

Meryl: "You are so stupid, if I don't let you use it, you really don't need it."

Eva: "I've always been a little clumsy."

Meryl: "But... I like your clumsiness."

Iva did not return to the Creator's kingdom of God, he stayed in his own garden on earth.

The Sky Miracle Garden that belongs to him and Meryl.

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