Drowning in the Gentle Country [Western Fantasy]

At that moment Iviedo woke up.

His heart didn't beat too fast, and he didn't even drop a drop of cold sweat—perhaps it could prove that what he woke up from was not a nightmare.He just stared at a certain place in the darkness in front of him, recalling the figures that gradually overlapped in illusion and reality, allowing a complex emotion to spread in his heart.

The Nightmare Galen had inadvertently introduced him to different dream worlds.Those who dream day and night but can only meet in illusions, those who feel guilt or fear and become nightmares, rarely have "random dreams" that have nothing to do with the real world, and the secrets that are repeatedly shared because of certain obsessions are Galen's favorite Treasures awaiting prying eyes.

So what kind of dream is this?

"What are you looking at?"

Iviedo's heart twitched violently, and he turned his head almost in a panic. A little farther away from him, Wilt was looking at him with half his body sideways.

When Iviedo first came to Tatari Town, he found that Wilt's old residence was far from what he thought. Not only was it located in a remote location, the space was small, but also the layout was simple, and even the vitality of people was very thin.Although Wilt later reorganized it to transform it into a wedding room, all he did was replace the single bed with a double bed.It also meant that their backs were still facing each other in the shared bedroom for a whole week of cold war time-although the posture in the past was not very intimate.

When he turned his head, he met Wilt's eyes.Due to the weak light, Wilt's purple pupils were extremely bright even in the dark. Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, his neat short hair was not so docile, and his whole person was less fierce and majestic.

Ivedo confirmed immediately that there were no vertical pupils in those eyes that woke him up from the dream.

"What's the matter?" Wilt asked again, he touched his face lightly, "Is there something on my face?"

If it had been during the day, or if he had woken up later, Wilt might have thought it was a stupid reaction, but apparently only Iviedo felt this way now.His tense nerves gradually relaxed because of this action, and he even felt inexplicably absurd—the contrast between dreams and reality is so huge, but they are all real.

Iviedo shook his head and said, "No. I just... had a nightmare."

Wilt was silent for a while, then replied with "Oh" lightly, as if he didn't intend to ask specific questions.He lay on his side for a while, and saw that Iviedo was just looking up at the wind chimes hanging above the room, so he turned over and closed his eyes again.

"Wilt..."

Ivydo looked up and yelled very lightly. Unexpectedly, Wilt responded instantly and uttered a syllable: "Huh?"

Iviedo fell silent again.

Wilt opened his eyes, and his heart was full of strangeness and surprise. In the past, he might have asked for comfort, but now... Does Iviedo still expect his comfort?He emphasized his tone: "I'm listening."

Ivydo squeezed the corner of the quilt, exhaled, and asked tentatively: "... For a dragon, how old is it to be considered an adult?"

"?" Wilt said hesitantly, "...a thousand years old, so Sidi is at most an embryo. Why do you ask this?"

"Then... what about you?" Iviedo thought for a long time, his tone was soft and weak, it sounded like a bubble that would burst at the touch, and half of his face was shrunk under the quilt, which always reminded Wilt of some kind A notoriously timid bird flutters its feathers slightly.

Wilt thought for a while and said: "I don't remember clearly, anyway, I'm an adult." In my memory, it seemed that this was the first time that Iviedo asked him about himself instead of Sidi, which made Wilt feel a little nervous. Joyful, unwilling to stop the conversation, he stared at Iviedo with burning eyes, "What else do you want to know?"

"No..." Iviedo squeezed the corner of the quilt again, closed his moist eyes tightly, and pretended to be about to go to sleep, but a line of sight fell on his side face all the time, after a while He opened his eyes in two seconds, and Wilt, who was left beside him, looked ugly.

"You, why are you still awake..." Iviedo tried to look concerned, "Is it because of the Queen's edict?"

Wilt snorted heavily, turned around and fell asleep.

A smile flashed quickly in Iviedo's blue eyes. He glanced at the shell wind chime hanging on the wall for the last time. Thinking dimly, a thousand years old is really a distant age.

Early the next morning, Sidi, who was still asleep, was taken out by Wilt to Mayor Barton's office as a model for display.Wilt adopted the opinions put forward by Ivedo yesterday, and made a fuss about the sales plan of Tata Riguo. He sold the purple dragon "Sidi" as a gimmick during the battle of killing gods, highlighting Tata Riguo's sales plan. Rigo's is precious.He dragged the ignorant Mephisto into the water again—even Mephisto, the fashion vane of the empire and the great magister, dyed his hair the color of tatari fruit, praising the color of tatari fruit.

The mayor of Barton works hard and spends 20 nights in the office every month, but this does not mean that he was clear-headed when he was dragged up by Wilt. He signed without even having a chance to resist, and when he realized it, he lost the confidence and courage he had when Mephisto was there, and passed the proposal brought by Wilt in a daze.

Wilt acted swiftly and swiftly, and allocated the plan to promote Tata Riguo one-on-one in just one day, and then waited for them to write a specific draft plan before making plans.

After their heated discussions, the young dragon Sidi seemed to have finally figured out his role in this plan. On the way home, he kept circling around Wilt and shouted excitedly: "Sidi is You're going to be famous!"

"You are already very famous." Wilt opened the door with the key, and suddenly he was in a daze. At the end of the entrance, Iviedo, who was reading with his head down, heard the sound and smiled at him.

That's really... the scorching sun in the clear sky, thousands of years at a glance.

Wilt slammed the door shut, and Sidi, who was about to go home for lunch, was caught off guard with a full head, and fell to the ground limply with his wings covering his forehead, and then jumped up: "What are you doing!"

Wilt couldn't say a word. When he reacted, the scene of seeing Iviedo for the first time appeared in his mind: deep in the dark lair, the heart-piercing scenes of the hostages taken by the dragon Calling for help, he dragged his extremely exhausted body after fighting day and night, forced himself to follow the sound and search carefully.His eyes, which can still see normally in the dark, glanced at their once beautiful faces that were haggard from fear and torture. After comforting in a low voice, the deepest dark golden hair came into his sight——

——He walked over, the man raised his head, and hit him into his heart from then on.

In every memory of Wilt afterwards, he never forgot the exhaustion and pain of the body at that time, not that they never existed, but that they should be paid to save the panic-stricken Iviedo, he was willing and proud of it .He defeated the dragon that imprisoned him, rescued him from it, saw the sun again, and was intact. Regardless of whether Ivydo's feelings for him were gratitude or admiration, he agreed to his marriage proposal, and the relationship between them The relationship will gradually heat up and climb in the best direction.

…Until the truth is revealed, it is not the dragon that Iviedo is afraid of, but him.

Due to Iviedo's refusal to communicate, Wilt has been unable to understand his relationship with Mance, and Princess Karina's memories are somewhat true, and he can't even imagine that the worst may happen——Ivy Vido is the leader of the demon army, the initiator of the battle, the executioner of 3000 million dead and wounded - what should he do.

But just now, he suddenly confirmed it.

He believed in Iviedo.In a completely subconscious reaction, Iviedo looked at him with no fear in his eyes. The smile that appeared naturally after waking up seemed to be sending a dream approaching from afar.

He should have had a good dream yesterday.Wilt thought inappropriately.

Half a month later, Mayor Barton brought the "Sidigo" proposal made by their government team to show Wilt.Under the overwhelming vote difference of 49:2, it is almost a certainty that Tatarigo changed his name to Sidigo, but there is still a ceremony missing.

It is not a name-changing ceremony, but a god-giving ceremony. This is also the tradition of Tatari Town. Whenever there is a large-scale event, they will always invite the priests of the Tatari Temple to listen on behalf of the gods. This is a big event related to the prosperity of Tatari Town. , of course, is no exception, it's just that the selection of candidates made Mayor Barton difficult.

"One of the priests in the Tatari Temple serves multiple gods. The god of agriculture and forestry, the goddess of the earth... and Tatari... Sidigo can all touch it." Mayor Barton frowned and looked at the spit sparks. Sidi, no doubt, was one of the two who voted no.

"so what?"

Mayor Barton hesitated and said, "But in the fruit forest, there is a lot of arguing over whether to invite the priest who represents the God of Harvest to listen."

Wilt didn't pay attention to it at first, but just as he was about to speak, the book next to Iviedo slipped from his hand. He helped to pick it up, and asked casually, "Why?"

"A group of people headed by Mr. Jones objected—I don't know what happened. He used to go to the temple to pray to the God of Harvest every day! The other group didn't care, and a few people supported—because they have relatives with Tucci relation."

Wilt knew about Mr. Jones, but he didn't expect Mr. Jones to be very serious about Pandro's heartbroken crying. As for why all the people who supported him were relatives of the blacksmith Tudge... Wilt couldn't think of it for a while. Relationship.

"It's because of Mr. Tucci's son." Iviedo said, he closed the book on his lap. The title of the book was "Apocalypse of the Ancient Gods", which was previously in the collection of Grandma Susan.He reminded Wilt of the news he had heard, "Leo is now a trainee priest of the Tatari Temple, and he believes in... the God of Harvest."

Mr. Tucci's wife died young, and his only son, Leo, was his heart and soul. He has always been treasured and doted on, and it doesn't matter whether he inherits the business of the blacksmith shop.Fortunately, Leo has a good talent, and he can find his own errand even if he is not a blacksmith owner. He passed the apprentice priest exam at a young age, and went to the Tatari Temple to increase his knowledge.

"Yes!" Wilt also remembered.He has a good relationship with Uncle Tachi, and he helped him a lot when he lived alone. Although he has long lost his impression of Leo, a large-scale event can also increase the experience of apprentice priests.

"Go up to him, the priest who listens on behalf of the Harvest God," Wilt said.

Iviedo said in his heart.