unreliable adventure

At that time, I felt that the earth was shaking, no, although a kiss on the mouth is beautiful, it has no effect of shaking the earth.I saw the two bronze statues of Titans who were kneeling at the entrance of the temple stand up unsteadily. They were the two Titans themselves!

I flexed my burned finger, it's not a good idea to mess with the Pantheon at this point.

It took some time for the two titans to reboot the system.I was thinking about how to deal with it, when a titan said slowly, "Thank you, I came here for repairs due to abnormal light energy, but I missed a trap, thank you for saving me." The titan nodded reservedly. a gift.

Well, so best.I bowed deeply like a clown, and greeted my teammates in a low voice: "Hurry up!"

Francis looked up at Titan: "Is what Roland said true? Oscar Wilde."

It's true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted. We killed the giant Wilde. The Titan is so generous that he obviously didn't ask about it, but Francis did not know what to do.The titan was silent for a long time, and I could only feel the wind getting tighter.

Two titans!I silently calculated how many elements were left to answer my call.Suddenly there was flames around me, Wayne, his heart seemed to be burning with endless light.

Tai Tan spoke again: "Titan has made many mistakes because of arrogance, but this time, we will not be so arrogant that we will be enemies with the two Sons of Light at the same time. We have no intention of being enemies."

Son of Light is a very serious title, and the specific meaning is not easy to explain. Titans can call themselves Son of Light, and incarnate into pure elements like Roland, absorbing the light energy of the entire Northland, can also be called Son of Light.And Son of Light is obviously overrated for using it on me. Although I know a few light spells, but——so I replied shyly, "Pantheon is too polite."

"Please tell me! Roland made up the story about Wilde." Francis asked persistently.

The Titan seemed to tremble a bit, echoing the echo of the rumbling earth: "To the Pantheon, Oscar Wilde is a scandal, and deep down, I'm jealous of him. He has a treasure that the Pantheon has never had , love. Yes, one of our brothers was born able to understand the love of the immortal race, he was named Oscar Wilde, and he published many poems among humans.

"Giant's Garden, Wilde fell in love with a human boy, that was his first published poem. The Happy Prince was completed after the death of the human lover. Roland stole the database of the Pantheon, and what he said was what the Pantheon said Know.

"Wilde later severed ties with the Pantheon until recently, we learned that he -- was killed in a conflict with the Child of Light.

"It is fitting that the Pantheon learns that a well-meaning archmage covered Wilde's grave with weeds. This is a scandal for the Pantheon, and the Pantheon will be overcome if the Son of Light and his friends can continue to keep the secret gratitude."

"Keep your mouth shut, you must keep your mouth shut!" I hurriedly said, "It was a terrible misunderstanding. Now that I have figured it out, I am grateful to the Pantheon for its generosity, and we shouldn't bother you any more." After that, I pulled Francis up and left , I'm afraid that this guy will make some trouble again.

"Wait a minute, in fact, the Pantheon has something to ask."

what the hell!It's really endless: "It's such an honor for a humble mortal, may I ask what the noble Titan wants?" Since we are wrong, no matter what the Titan wants, we have respectfully agreed to it.

"As you can see, another Son of Light has disturbed the leylines of the North, and the elements need to be restored to normal."

"Okay, I'll help." I said.

The Cathedral of the Holy Light was originally a Titan's sanctuary, built at the junction of the northern border, called a "node" in the words of the Titans.Later, it was occupied by the Knights. The Knights also took a fancy to the energy in the leylines, built a new church on the spot, and designated it as a holy place.After that, Roland tried to extract the energy of the Northland, and he also started from here.According to the meaning of the Titans, they want to rebuild their temples and restore the leylines to their original state.This is naturally an excellent result, and I am all for it.

"However, building a temple is not a one-time job, and I can't help much. Do you want me to move stones?"

The Titans paused for a while, as if they were calculating their words: "Stones, the ephemeral race regards rocks as the most important thing, and the Titans have eternal life, but they worship fast-mortal things."

"This is an ephemeral temple, cast by quicksand, rain, and love. It is built immediately and destroyed immediately." Francis bowed his head and hummed.

Wayne asked, "Is this also a poem by Oscar Wilde?"

Francis simply replied no.

Titan re-opened: The temple in the north was originally built with rainwater, but at this time it is frozen with ice, which is no longer a viable option.So I would venture to ask, if the Son of Light could offer an immortal gift—"

Love, I glanced over at Wayne.

Wayne said, "But I don't want to."

How should I explain this to him? Titan asks for love, but he can't really take it away. Love can be shared.

Without waiting for my explanation, Wayne interrupted, "I know what you mean, but love is also selfish. I don't want to take my best things for something perishable. It's unlucky."

Immortality and eternity do not depend on the opinions of others.Besides, there is nothing wrong with the Titans originally, not to mention that the life that carries love itself is perishable, but the love in the north, once it returns to the south, there are two opinions about how it will end. After all, knights and dead people have their own reasons and reasons. direction.But at this time, I didn't say anything more, I was at a loss for words.

With a long sigh, Francis said, "I'll do it." He took out his little lyre from his rucksack, and slowly tuned it.

He sang "The Nightingale and the Rose," Wilde's song.

The young lover fell in love with the daughter of a noble family, and the lover lamented: If only he could have a bright red rose, he would know my heart!The rose tree wanted to help, but it was not the season, and the flowers on the branches were all white.Nightingale loves her young lover secretly, but she can't see him getting thinner and sleepless.The nightingale pressed her heart against the thorn of the rose, and sang all night, and finally dyed a rose red with her life.The daughter of a noble family got a red rose, but she didn't appreciate it.The lover who returns in vain throws the rose aside and says: Love is indeed a shallow thing!

The sound of the piano was melodious, as if what was being sung in a low voice was not a song, but the blood of a nightingale.Under the resonance of the earth veins, the melody of the carved musical notes turned into mud bricks, built into a high platform, covered with vines, and bloomed with blood-red flowers.The quicksand rises, the rain falls, and the song ends before you know it, and the perishable things return to nothingness.

The string accidentally cut Francis' finger, and a few drops of black blood fell on the muddy ground.He actually moved the truth.

The imperishable temple had been built, and the titan bowed slowly, and his figure disappeared.Only the ancient circular altar at the node of the ley line remains, and the collapsed stone walls and pillars of the Cathedral of the Holy Light are scattered aside. The statues and inscriptions are vaguely indistinguishable, but green grass and weeds grow in the cracks of the stones, and flowers bloom in early spring. Come.

I leaned down to ask the earth, and under the blessing of the Temple of Immortality, the veins of the earth have returned to normal.It seems that the Northland will recover soon. This is good news, finally there is good news.