Marvel's Father Earth

If Greece is the origin of European culture, then France is the country that has carried forward European culture, especially literature. Starting from the 17th century, French classical literature ushered in its own glorious period, with the emergence of Moliere and Stang. Daredevil, Balzac, Alexandre Dumas, Victor Hugo, Flaubert, Dumas Xiao, Zola, Guy de Maupassant, Romain Rolland and other literary giants.Many of their works have become treasures of world literature.

During a leisurely self-driving trip, Merin brought Garonne and Dismasque into France.

Originally, they could have taken a boat directly across the Mediterranean and landed in Spain, but...

Dismask suffered from seasickness and started to feel sick and vomited as soon as they got on the boat. They had no choice but to go overland.

Maier also wanted to laugh. Crabs are seafood, right?Why do you, a Cancer Golden Saint candidate, get seasick?

Maier was reminded of the plot in Saint Seiya. In the plot of the Zodiac, Dismasco was once abandoned by the Golden Saint Cloth of Cancer. Although this was related to his character and behavior, Maier was Now I wonder if it has something to do with his seasickness?

However, Merin also recalled something. Although France did not have any artifacts that needed to be unsealed, there was a future Golden Saint who was born in this country. Calculating his age, he should be the same age as Aioria. It doesn’t count as delaying the trip.

Not long after entering the French border, he was lucky enough to find his target in a small village.

She has long aqua hair and a delicate yet cold face that makes it difficult to look away.

"Sir, that child..." From the moment he entered the village, Garen felt his small universe, a small universe full of frost, but wrapped in frost, but very warm.

"Yes, he is the target we are looking for." Maierin nodded.

"Is he like me?" Dismasque asked.

"Well, he has the potential to become a Saint just like you."

"Haha, then we are very lucky. We found it as soon as we came in. I even doubted whether my goddess was the goddess of luck instead of Athena and you." Dismask joked.

"That's so rude, Dismasco!" Galen yelled angrily, and even showed signs of taking action. During this period of getting along, he also understood Dismasco's character, which is a bit bad and likes to be arrogant, but in After being stimulated, he was still kind-hearted. Generally, he would not be respectful when talking to him or even Merin, which was acceptable to Garen.

But what I just said can be considered an act of betrayal.

"You're talking about Tyche, right? Her strength among the second-level gods is relatively weak, and she is not qualified to summon her own warriors. If she hadn't been a neutral faction and never participated in any war, and the priesthood she held was too Weird, he would have been killed a long time ago." Maierin said with a smile.

"So she's still alive?" Dismask asked. Garen was also very concerned about this issue. As long as gods were involved, they might be their enemies.

"I don't know. At least she was alive before I fell asleep. I don't know afterward. Maybe she was killed by someone. Maybe she ran into the universe like the Nordic gods. Maybe she escaped to an unknown outside world. Who knows? , as long as she doesn’t participate in the war, we don’t need to care about her.” Myron said.

"Well, you are the boss and you have the final say." Dismask said with a shrug.

"Hey."

The three of them were stunned. They were thinking about how to contact the target, but they didn't expect that the other party actually took the initiative to find them.

"Child, what's the matter?" Myron asked.

"Are you foreigners?"

"Yes."

"Is there a doctor among you?"

"Hmm... Professional doctors can't tell, but they still have some experience in treatment. My child, are you sick?"

"You...can you come with me?" the child asked worriedly, and the three of them noticed that his eyes lit up with excitement, but he still remained cold.

"Of course, kid, can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Camus."

……

Under the leadership of Kamius, the three came to a somewhat dilapidated house in the village.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

"Camius, you are back. There is no Grayskin in trouble... Camus! Who are they?" A grumpy woman's voice came from the house, but when she saw the three Merlins behind Camus, her expressions immediately changed. He started to panic, pulled Camio into his arms and started to back away.

"Don't be nervous, madam, we are not the "Greyskins" you call us." Myron comforted her, the small universe exuded gentle fluctuations, trying to calm her down as much as possible.

"Mom, this uncle said that he is a doctor and can treat daddy." Kamius said. He is completely different now from before. The childishness and innocence of a child are fully displayed, and all the cold frost has been put away.

"Are you a doctor?" Kamius' mother looked at Myron warily.

"Although I'm not a professional, I can still treat simple injuries." Myron replied.

"Are you really not sent by those Greyskins?"

"No."

Feeling Mai Er's sincerity, she hesitated again and again and decided to treat the dead horse as a live doctor. Her husband's injury could not be delayed any longer.

"Come in with me."

Following the mother and son into the back room, they saw the man lying on the bed. His skin was red and sweat was dripping from his forehead. His right shoulder was wrapped in a bandage, and scarlet blood had seeped out.

"Ma...Matilda...is...who is here..." the man asked weakly.

"Dear, it's the doctor, the doctor Camus found."

"Doctor...doctor..."

The man struggled to raise his head and see the three of Mein clearly, but he did not have the strength to do so.

"Please relax, sir, your current situation is very serious. Although the gunshot wound to your right shoulder is a penetrating wound and the bullet did not stay in your body, it has become inflamed and ulcerated because it was not treated in time. If you continue to be delayed, It will be life-threatening." Maierin walked over and asked the man who wanted to get up to lie down again.

"Are you...really...a doctor?"

"Although it's not a professional, there's no problem in treating your gunshot wound," Myrin said.

"Thank you... thank you..." After trying his best to express his last thanks, the man fainted.

"Brand!"

"It's okay, Ms. Matilda, he just fainted. I'll treat him now," Myron said.

"Thank you... really thank you, I'm sorry before..." Matilda cried directly. In order to heal her husband, she ran throughout the village to seek their help, but due to the special situation of her and Brand , In addition, France has been occupied by Germany, and there are German troops and secret police everywhere. They dare not provide help at all, and even want to drive them away.

Even the only doctor in the village refused to see him for fear of being implicated.

If it weren't for Camus, Matilda would have collapsed.

"It's okay, Ms. Matilda, the injured are important."

"Sir, what do you think I can do for you?"

"Nothing is needed, it will be fine soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, under the puzzled looks of Matilda and Camus, Merlin put his hand on Brand's wound, and a warm and soft light lit up. Stars of light fell on the wound, and Brand De's pale face began to turn rosy, and his rapid breathing gradually returned to calm.

"Damn it! What happened?" Matilda covered her mouth and looked at this scene in disbelief. She thought that the other party would prepare many instruments and medicines like an ordinary doctor, but she saw something like A scene of magic.

Camus also looked at Merin with burning eyes. His eyes were very similar to Dismasco's eyes before, the kind of eyes that found someone of the same kind.

After a while, the light disappeared, and Merin said to Matilda: "Your husband is fine, but he is very weak now. When he wakes up, feed him some gruel. It is best to stew it with some vegetables."

"Uh... ok, this..."

"Just call me Merin."

"Sorry, Mr. Myron, you just were..."

"It's just a small trick." Merin said and looked at Camus, because he felt Camus' small universe from the melted ice pack.

Kamiao's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes suddenly showed a kind of... defensiveness when he looked at Myrin.

Maierin didn't say anything, just smiled at Camus, and then left the room.

"Mr. Maier, I'm sorry for doubting you before, and please accept my apology." After calming down, Matilda formally apologized to Maier.

"It's okay, Ms. Matilda."

"This is the medical fee. I'm sorry, this is all we have left." Matilda took out an old wallet, which looked like it only contained a few coins.

"There's no need for that, Ms. Matilda. I'm not a professional doctor, so I don't need a consultation fee." Maier pushed Matilda's hand holding the purse back.

"But……"

"Ms. Matilda, I'd like to talk to you about your son Camoo."

Hearing this, Matilda's pupils shrank and she quickly took a few steps back with a panicked expression on her face.

"Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about. Please take your money and leave immediately."

"Don't be so nervous, Ms. Matilda, we..."

"I said I don't know what you are talking about! You go away quickly!" Matilda roared.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the house and the sound of metal colliding.

"Damn it! It's you! It must be you!" Just like changing faces in a Sichuan opera, Matilda watched the expressions of the three of them change from gratitude to hatred.

"What's going on?" Maier also frowned.

"You are with those Greyskins! You must be here to catch Camus! We have been escaping for so long, why can't you let us go! You have already captured so many children with super powers! Why are you staring at them? Hold on to us!" Matilda cursed loudly.

"Huh? Can you please tell me more about this matter? Ms. Matilda, as a reward, we will help you solve the trouble outside." Maier suddenly became interested and found a bench by himself. He sat down and winked at Garen.

Garen understood and walked out with the holy robe on his back. Dismask followed Garen eagerly, but was pulled back by Myr'in.

"what?"

"You can't do that yet, little Dis."

Dismasque flushed, feeling extremely insulted.