Fairy Library.

After having an idea, the progress is very fast, and the dream master Sheila has designed the first dream race.

She draws lines on the canvas with colorful brushes in bright and vibrant colors.

There are two other canvases on the side, but the painting is still empty, but the background environment of the base has been depicted.

They are emerald green forests, tranquil and clear lakes, and ice and snow worlds where snowflakes flutter.

The dream race of the new era can be said to be one type, but because it grew up in different environments, it can also be said to be three types.

on the first painting.

It is the dream race in the forest, which already has a detailed outline.

It was a very beautiful tree, and on the tree sat a girl in the form of a god.

The tree was full of flowers, and when they bloomed, the flowers crowded the branches.

It looks like a huge bouquet, or flower ball.

Look carefully.

I found that those flowers are somewhat similar to the Cup of the Sun, but the colors are colored.

The maiden on the tree has an elegant and beautiful posture and wears a wreath on her head.

They are completely different from fairies, but they are like creatures that have come out of a dream.

One is innocent and brilliant, the other is pure and ethereal.

The girl and the flower tree are one, or the flower tree is her body.

Flowers and trees and maidens.

The back is an endless green forest.

Even if it's just a painting, it hasn't really been born yet, just looking at the painting already makes people yearn for it.

It is the fascination for beauty and the pursuit of dreams.

The dream master Sheila was very satisfied with the creature in the painting and nodded for the first time.

"This is it."

"This is what I imagined, the dream race of this era."

Sheila was very happy: "I'm so good, I'm really smart."

"I am the great poet, great writer, great painter among fairies."

"Also a great inventor."

When she's alone, Sheila will show her fairy side again and be proud of herself.

But in front of people.

Especially in front of the gods, she didn't dare to show it.

"but……"

The dream master Sheila had another look of embarrassment on her face: "What kind of name should I give her?"

At this time, there was a loud noise from the bottom floor of the library.

A goblin rushed in from the door, shouting while flying at a low altitude.

"He is here!"

"He is here!"

"He's here again!"

All the big and small goblins stared at the intruding goblin for a moment, and the air was silent.

Then.

"played."

"Why is he here again?"

"Hurry up and run!"

"The outside is blocked by him."

The goblins who were playing and busy in their own way immediately became very flustered and jumped for a while.

Not surprisingly, this He is Sally.

With the sound of slow footsteps, a figure appeared at the door of the Fairy Library.

A girl in a dark dress and little red leather boots appeared in front of the gate.

Sally's petite figure stood at the entrance of the Goblin Library. Her aura was no different from that of the Great Demon King, and it was very lethal to fairies.

"Run whatever you want."

"Run and eat you all."

Sally uttered "Dragon Roar", and even the sound-silencing magic of the Goblin Library didn't work, and directly forced all the goblins into the corner.

All the goblins shivered in the face of Sally's **** weather, and dared not speak and resist.

Sally's anger this time is well-founded, not unreasonable bullying.

When she just came, she saw a slide with a length of more than ten kilometers outside, which led from the field of fairies to the sea of ​​sunflowers.

Damn it, this is my idea.

The goblins didn't just steal her idea to create a slide this long, longer than the one before her.

Don't tell her yet.

She had never been on such a long slide.

Sally was so angry that she came to the goblins and scolded them with her fingers.

"You stole my ideas without notifying me."

"This is theft."

"This is a thief."

The goblins are united, huddled together in a corner.

One of the big goblins raised his neck and said stiffly.

"If you dare to bully us, we will go to Insai to complain."

"That's right."

"We're going to go to Insai to complain and say you're broken."

Sally hesitated when she heard that the fairies were going to sue her for being black.

Her hesitation and withdrawal were immediately noticed by the fairies.

Among them, a few naughty goblins are best at observing words and expressions, and immediately jumped out and shouted.

"He was afraid, he was afraid."

"He was afraid that the Creator would take away his little snail."

"See no, see no."

"We found his weakness."

And the daring goblin dared to "provocate" in person: "What is your idea."

Another goblin went on: "It's ours now."

The two of them are the two who proposed to build the slide, and the more than ten-kilometer slide is their masterpiece.

"what!"

"You bastards."

Sally was so mad that she jumped over and grabbed the two goblins.

Then.

Plant them in a flower pot.

"Eat people!"

"Eat people!"

The little goblin immediately dispersed in fear, turning into golden shadows flying all over the sky.

But Sally blocked the door, where could they go?

Sally holds the flower pot and tells the goblins.

"I will play the slide every day in the future, and I will also need exclusive time."

"It's called..."

Sally thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable word, and finally created one herself.

"Creative Fees."

"Yes, the fee for using my idea."

"Did you hear?"

How could the goblins dare to defy Sally's atrocities, they could only aggrieved Baba's consent and gave Sally some of their precious slide time.

Sally finally nodded in satisfaction, and generously forgave the fairies who stole her ideas.

here.

This farce has finally come to an end.

Sally and the fairies had such a big fight, of course Sheila, who was in the upper floor of the Great Library, couldn't have not noticed. After she saw that Sally and the fairies had reached a "reconciliation", she said.

"Okay, Sally."

"Did you come to find me?"

Annoyed by the goblins, Sally almost forgot what she wanted to do.

It was only then that Sally remembered that she had come to ask Sheila about the dream race.

Sally immediately came to Sheila, and then saw the painting that had just been completed.

Sally opened her mouth wide when she saw the tree full of flowers.

"Blooming trees?"

Sheila nodded: "Yes, this is a flowering tree."

Sally jumped up happily immediately: "Okay, okay!"

"I've never seen a tree that blooms, so it's a really good idea."

Sally leaned closer to the canvas and looked at the details carefully.

The more I see it, the more I like it.

"It's really beautiful!"

"Is this a tree to be planted on the Dreamland?"

She has already thought that on her dreamland, trees with flowers like this are planted everywhere.

In the last era there was only one kind of flower, and that was the Cup of the Sun.

In this era, there are two more.

It is the Cup of Desire and the Cup of Blood Mist that evolved from the Cup of the Sun.

And to be precise, whether it is the Sun Cup or the other two flower cups that evolved later, they are not really flowers.

Rather, it is a magical species between animals and plants.

Sheila pulled Sally to stand in front of the canvas, and told Sally about her thoughts.

"The flower tree is the body of this kind of creature, the source of their beginning and the carrier of their wisdom, and the egg of their dream from fantasy to reality."

"I am going to plant this flower tree into a forest, and then give this forest the power of dream power."

"Finally, a new life was born from the flowers of the flower tree, that is, a new dream race."

Sheila pointed to the canvas, the girl sitting on the tree wearing a wreath.

This is what she expected, the final form after the birth of the dream race.

As for the other two dream races born in the lake environment and the ice and snow environment, although Sheila already has some ideas, things still have to be done step by step.

I didn't say it here.

Sally looked up in anticipation, looking up at Sheila.

"Sheila!"

"You are so smart, where did such a good idea come from?"

Sheila was a little embarrassed, she took out the miracle item, the magic mirror of the fairy.

"I saw it in the mortal world."

"Although I didn't see this form, the combination of the tree and the flower gave me a whole new idea."

The mirror image was smudged, revealing the scene of the human world.

Sally looked at the mirror and suddenly thought of God Insai.

"You and God are always peeking at the world and mortals."

Sheila: "Are you watching too?"

Sally: "I'm looking at it aboveboard."

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Suinhor city-state.

In the palace of the Fire City, King Smerkel, who has begun to gradually delegate power to the next generation, is lying on a chair watching the sunset.

The sunset light is warm.

There is no gloomy cold that has not subsided in the early morning, nor the fierceness of the sun at noon.

When it shines on the body, it is just right.

Smerkel likes this temperature very much, and also likes the sunset view, quiet and peaceful.

The chair of the snake man is completely different from the chair of the three-leaf man. The chair of the snake man is very long and long, and it looks like a single bed with a backrest.

Snake people can put their tails on it, usually stuffing them under the table, so that the snake people can easily handle things on the table, or they can sleep directly against it as a bed.

King Smerkel was already full of silver hair, his beard was completely white, and his face was covered with brown spots.

"It's so beautiful!"

The attendant on the side also responded: "Your Majesty, it is very beautiful!"

"It's just the feeling."

"The day goes by so fast, in the blink of an eye..."

Having said that, the attendant looked at King Smerkel's face and suddenly realized something, and did not dare to say any more.

Smerkel looked at the attendant on the side: "You mean to say that the sun goes down, which means that the day is coming to an end."

"Just like me, my life is coming to an end."

The attendant was so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground and said shivering.

"His Majesty!"

"I can not."

"I don't think so, I just..."

Smerkel got him up: "Don't be afraid, it's the truth."

Smerkel looked at the red sunset and said with a smile.

"If everyone comes to the end of their lives, they can be as peaceful and peaceful as the sunset, and can walk into the arms of death calmly and gently."

"What a lucky thing that was."

Attendant: "Your Majesty!"

"Only a great king like you can say such a philosophical statement."

Someone rushed in from outside, with an excited smile on his face.

"Flowering!"

"Flowering."

He twisted the snake's tail and quickly came to Smerkel, prostrate on the ground and said.

"His Majesty!"

"The god-given flower you let us take care of has finally bloomed."

Smerkel was stunned, he just wanted to speak, but stopped for a moment.

Subsequently.

His eyes fell into memory.

At the beginning, Smerkel met Iva, the **** of alchemy, in the jungle and desire in the wilderness. The two told stories around the bonfire together, went through the dream world together with each other and entered the kingdom of creation, and toured the fantasy star sea together.

When they parted, Iva, the **** of desire and alchemy, gave Smerkel, who was still a prince, a cup of the sun.

Iva told him that when a person makes a wish to this flower with the clearest and purest heart, it is possible to get a response from the goblin.

but.

Smerkel doesn't know how to grow the Sun Cup.

Even in the last era, it was a taboo that belonged only to the royal blood family, and it was not gradually known by some big families until the later period.

It's just that in the last era, there was no environment suitable for plants to survive on the earth, and even the Cup of the Sun could only be planted in indoor gardens.

Therefore, with the end of the era of the three-leaf people, the Cup of the Sun is also completely extinct on the earth.

Smerkel saw that the cup of the sun could move and had some superficial consciousness, so he raised it as a living creature.

He kept the Sun Cup in a tight house and fed the Sun Cup meat.

In the end, the Cup of the Sun was almost killed by him.

This is a fetish, and it can't be let go like this.

Afterwards he called scholars and powerful men together to discuss how to feed the cup of the sun.

One of the powers proposed a secret technique to graft the Cup of the Sun on a big tree.

I want the Cup of the Sun to slowly recover with the help of the nutrients and strength of the trees.

This method did prevent the injured Sun Cup from dying directly, but unfortunately the original Sun Cup survived for a while and finally died.

This has always been the regret of King Smerkel.

King Smerkel remembered this long time ago, and he asked the person who came.

"The Cup of the Sun is dead, completely gone."

"How can it bloom?"

The person who came was lying on the ground and said quickly.

"His Majesty!"

"Do you remember that tree in the garden?"

Of course King Smerkel had an impression: "The original tree? Is it still there?"

It has been more than a hundred years, and the years have grown long enough that many trees have withered and died.

The visitor kept nodding: "It was the tree back then, the tree where the fetish took root."

"Just now, when we went to check."

"It turned out that the tree was full of fetishes and blossomed, Your Majesty."

"It's really blooming."

This time, King Smerkel also confirmed that what the person in front of him said was true.

The old king also became a little excited, and this kind of emotion hadn't appeared to him for decades.

"quick!"

"Take me there."

"Go and see."

King Smerkel came to the garden of the palace with a group of people, and came under the lush and tall tree.

Looking up, I saw several cups of the sun growing on the trees.

The golden flower cup swayed in the sunset, blooming with the demeanor of a fetish.

King Smerkel's turbid eyes became bright for a moment, and his voice had a slight vibrato, and he couldn't help but speak.

"real……"

"It's blooming!"

This cup of the sun is the testimony of his friendship with Iva, and the most glorious and glorious memory in his life.

When he was about to go down the mountain like the setting sun, the flower bloomed.

For King Smerkel, this makes a lot of sense.

Although the Cup of the Sun died at the beginning, part of its body was integrated into the tree after death.

The split part turned into many larvae.

These larvae took root on this tree, and after so many years of fusion, they finally became one with the tree.

It grew out of the tree, which is why it has such a peculiar sight today.

King Smerkel stood under the tree and waved to the person behind him.

"You all go out!"

"I want to be alone here and enjoy the most beautiful flower, the flower of the gods in the legendary creator's garden."

Smerkel quietly looked at the flower cup under the flower tree with the sun cup open.

He remembered a lot of things, remembered his friend Lu Qi when he was young, remembered the story of playing the harp and wandering in one city after another, and remembered the **** of desire that he met like a blank piece of paper.

And this time.

A burst of starlight condensed out, wandering in this palace garden.

Finally, the starlight fell under the flower tree, and a goddess in a long golden dress appeared in front of Smerkel.

The goddess is very tall, even flush with the tall Smerkel.

But the moment Smerkel saw her, he couldn't help but lowered his head and lowered his body, not daring to look directly at her.

"who are you?"

Smerkel didn't dare to look directly at the other party. The moment he lowered his head, he saw that what the other party had was not a snake's tail.

The opponent has the form of a god.

The blond goddess had a dazzling light on her body, blending with the setting sun, and the swaying cup of the sun seemed to lower her head, wanting to get close to her.

She told King Smerkel.

"I am a fairy."

"Your cup of the sun comes from the sea of ​​sun flowers where I am."

"You have done me a big favor, and I can help you make a wish come true."

The goblin was born from the cup of the sun. The appearance of such a strange cup of the sun naturally caused the goblin's induction.

King Smerkel had heard of fairies, but he did not expect that he would be able to see this kind of existence that only existed in the Kingdom of Creation God in his lifetime.

King Smerkel thought for a long time, and finally said helplessly.

"I don't have any desires and my life is coming to an end."

He saluted the goblin and asked in a suspicious voice.

"It is said that."

"Only the purest heart and desire can make fairies appear in this world."

"Why did you show up for me?"

"I'm just an old man, a man who's been through a lot of vicissitudes."

Sheila, the master of dreams: "Everyone's heart is changing, and good and evil are only in one thought."

"At least for now."

"Now."

"Your heart is extremely pure, as pure as a child."

Smerkel couldn't help laughing, maybe this means that the older you get, the more like a child it means!

The goblin gave King Smerkel a proposal: "Your life is indeed coming to an end, within this year."

"Maybe I can let you live longer and stay in the world for a while, after all, you are a good king."

After the fairy finished speaking, she added another sentence.

"Don't worry about your god, she won't blame you."

King Smerkel had lived long enough, he lived a hundred and forty years, a little longer than his father Alpans.

Apart from Shinji, the Great Elder of the Land of Sunrise who holds the Golden Lamp, he should be the first person to live to this age.

It is said that the Great Elder of the Land of Sunrise is almost two hundred years old, relying on the light given by the legendary **** of desire and alchemy.

But King Smerkel did not feel much envy.

He clearly knows his destination, he understands his mission and responsibility.

Smerkel did have a momentary heartbeat at first, but the moment his eyes flickered, he refused the gift of the goblin.

"No!"

"The messengers of the gods from the kingdom of creation! I don't want to live longer."

"Sometimes living longer is not a good thing for me, for my children, for this country."

"I have passed on my responsibilities, and I have completed my mission."

"leftover."

"Leave it to someone else to do it!"

"Just let me walk into that good night quietly and live my life peacefully."

King Smerkel looked at the sun that fell safely into the horizon and said with a smile.

"No ups and downs, quiet and peaceful."

"Just like this sunset."

The goblin looked at Smerkel with admiration: "I have seen many kings, and you may not be the most powerful and wise one."

"But you must be the one who faces life most peacefully."

King Smerkel: "It's the most glorious compliment I've ever heard."

"It is an honor for Smerkel to be compared with those ancient kings."

King Smerkel rejected the goblin's wish, and the goblin didn't insist.

She waved her hand and completely removed a branch and the Sun Cup from the tree.

The branches and the cup of the sun are intact, and the starlight has repaired the scars of the trees.

"The king of the world."

"Thank you for your gift."

Smerkel saluted gracefully: "This is my honor, noble messenger of God."

The goblin waved his hand, and the starlight rolled up.

Countless flowers turned into afterimages and fell, covering the forest, and the beautiful and dreamy figure disappeared in the starlight and flowers.

King Smerkel looked at the flower shadow and the starlight, and suddenly smiled.

"What a beautiful life!"

"I didn't expect that when I was a child, I didn't get the favor of fairies, but when I got old, I was able to meet the legendary family of messengers of the gods."

For the first time, he felt the beauty that Iva said, the extreme that even a **** like Iva called the most beautiful.

It is a kind of beauty that comes from the bottom of my heart, from the yearning for the best in my heart.

he does not know.

What he met was not a family of messengers of God, let alone ordinary fairies.

he encountered.

Is a true god, the master of dream power.

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Dreamland.

Sheila, the master of dreams, borrowed the power of the master of life, and finally created the flower tree she imagined.

It's not a creation to be precise, it's more of an adjustment.

Because there are already successful samples.

Above the vast earth, a beautiful flower tree grows in the middle.

The flower tree is full of colorful flowers, and it looks a bit like the Cup of the Sun, but it's a little different.

The trees are full of flowers, with no leaves to be seen at all.

There are three figures standing under this flower tree.

Three eternal gods.

Yin Shen stretched out his hand and touched the petals of the flower tree.

Soft and fragrant.

Although there is only one tree now, one day it will turn into a jungle and a whole forest.

Every tree in this forest is full of flowers, and when the wind blows, the colorful flowers sway, and the petals fly all over the sky.

It must be a beautiful scenery comparable to the sun and flowers, a completely different moving picture.

It's a beautiful wonderland.

Yin Shen stood under the tree, looking at the flower tree and suddenly said something.

"Full of trees and flowers is what my heart desires."

What the heart wants is not someone or something.

But that era.

Yin Shen did not expect to see such a flower tree in this era.

He suddenly had the feeling that everything was heading towards a familiar path, and he was returning to that familiar world little by little.

Is it because the world is going this way~lightnovelpub.net~ or is it because of its own appearance that the world is going down this way.

Of course Sheila didn't know Yin Shen's mood when he said this, nor did he understand the meaning of this sentence.

but.

This did not prevent her from immediately taking out a small notebook and transcribing Yin Shen's words.

Yin Shen turned his head and looked at Sheila.

Sheila was in a hurry and put away her small books.

"Sheila!"

"Have you figured out how to give them mythical bloodline?"

Sheila said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't thought of their names yet?"

Yin Shen looked up at the flower tree, and he had already imagined the dreamland of the forest and sea.

"Just call them the fairy in the forest!"