A Bouquet for Rocky [Comprehensive British and American]

The god of trickery had a dream.

It is impossible for gods to dream for no reason. Most of the time, they are immersed in dreamless sleep until dawn.Even in Asgard's non-stop celebrations for seven days and seven nights, the drunken Asgardians are only immersed in the chaos of half-asleep and half-awake, or directly fall into a state that can make people feel sick because of excessive alcohol intake. Completely fragmented intoxicated.

All in all, dreaming is a rare occurrence.

Those rare but precious prophetic dreams will be solemnly recorded by the priests, either to seek the verification of the prophecy of the three goddesses of fate, or as a reminder and vigilance to themselves.

Sol was born with the ability to control thunder and lightning, and after he became an adult, he also successfully took over the godhead of the god of thunder.Orlage has its own rules, but all the well-known gods have their scope of director, such as Frigg, the god of love, Thor, the god of thunder, Frey, the god of the sun and fertility, but as the little prince of Asgard, It seems that in the field of divine power, he has always been weaker than others.

Saul once patted himself on the shoulder and said, this must be the reason for your lack of exercise.So the little prince rolled his eyes, thinking that only his brother with a head full of muscles would feel that way.

Then, it seems to be a matter of course that the dream about the fate of the world was predicted by Sol, and the crisis about the safety of the atrium was saved by Sol.His golden brother will always stand in the position of the savior, with unparalleled divine power and unrivaled limelight. After the battle, he receives the praises and praises from everyone.

For more than 1000 years, he seems to have been used to this.

And now, the god of trickery had a dream.

He dreamed that the towering flaming giant spewed flames and burned the endless land. He dreamed that the sea water was evaporated into steam, the mountains and forests were burning with fire, and the air swayed in the field of vision full of sun flames.

In the dream, his elder brother Thor wields Thor's Hammer and fights on the front line, but even Asa, who is known for his bravery and skill in combat, is still like a mayfly shaking a tree compared to the huge Surtur.

And at the end of this dream, he saw a person.Only the back of the man was exposed, wearing a white crown with gold rims on his head, and a coat with cumbersome patterns that fell down to his ankles. His whole body was dotted with tassels that fluttered in the wind, and his wide sleeves fluttered up and down.

Under the golden crown, the flame giant Surtur coated his silver-white hair with a crimson halo.

Eve looked up in astonishment, and found that Mr. Caster's hair was hanging loosely on his shoulders, and there was an obvious light blue color under his eye sockets, obviously he didn't have a good rest.

She swallowed, and subconsciously supported the door frame to prevent the other party from slamming the door shut again.

They are actually not in a very good state now. The penetrating wound caused by the dagger on Eve's body has not been completely healed. The Magic Hearth is still passive and sabotaging at the position of the heart, and Loki's magic power is still a pool of stagnant water. No matter what, it is impossible to awaken the strength that originally belonged to the number one magician in the Nine Realms.

The danger of the destruction of the world was imminent, and the magician suddenly laughed out of relief despite the fact that the cards in his hand were so bad.

"what do you mean?"

The god of trickery pouted: "...Are you laughing at me?"

"There is no Cadafels in the room, the traces of magic have not been touched, and the various spells are still in their original state. This already makes me very happy."

Eve swung her body to avoid Loki and walked into the workshop: "And luckily, it wasn't blood dripping just now... I thought you were injured."

Eve looked at the magic circle in the center of the entire room. All the furniture had been cleared aside, leaving a gap in the floor to arrange the spells. A long string of runes lit up on the edge of the magic circle. , a liquid was produced in the air out of thin air, and it dripped into the crystal bottle placed in the center of the formation.

"Magic power snatched from the Mana."

Loki explained a little uncomfortably: "Now I have to find a way to replenish my magic power at any time."

Therefore, even if the process of drawing the magic circle is lengthy, and the method of liquefying and sealing the magic power is cumbersome enough, he still can only adopt this method that he once sneered at.

"Can't Kadafils provide magic power?"

Eve was a little curious: "Even if it is an incomplete third method, it is still the third method... Logically speaking, since the third method can be realized, even if the amount of magic power that can be used at a time is relatively limited, it will accumulate. It’s quite a considerable amount.”

It's like a rechargeable battery that never runs out of power.

Loki suddenly felt a chill: "Then what channel do you think I should use to grab the magic power from Kadafels?"

This really caught her. Eve carefully reflected on the value system of ordinary human beings, and asked tentatively, "Drink blood?"

The god of trickery suddenly raised his forehead helplessly.

Maybe, when the world is destroyed, this guy won't be able to have the brain of an ordinary person.

He wanted to be angry, but if he lost his temper every few words, the mood of the trick god would be too cheap.

If it was Sol, he could still survive a few daggers, but that heart was pierced by himself just a few days ago.With the destructive rune attached, the dagger will accurately destroy all the functions of the Lesser Holy Grail, but other than that, it is almost impossible to destroy the rest of the surrounding structures.

The magician began to look at the spells in the room without psychological pressure, and soon began to shed tears due to over-interpretation.Loki sighed, feeling that his life expectancy is at least 200 years shorter these days: "You came here by yourself?"

"And Thor."

Eve answered while rubbing her eyes.

"...Then that idiot ran away again?"

Loki felt unbelievable: "This is the second time."

If he was really asked to guard an ordinary courtyard man, he might die more than ten times.

"He said he was going to search all the places you've been."

Eve blinked slyly: "So I let him look for it."

This is his style: "So you came to the workshop alone? A reckless move."

"Even if I guess wrong, the price is not unacceptable."

The magician said indifferently: "Anyway, the responsibility of protecting the world does not fall on me alone. Mr. El-Melloi and Mr. Animsfia, the monarch, will find a way."

The god of trickery stretched out his hand, briefly touched the thumb with his middle finger, and slapped the magician's head hard. His hand was so strong that Eve's forehead turned red.The latter took half a step back, supporting the door frame with one hand, and refused to leave the range of the door no matter what.

"A few minutes ago you said that you wanted to live longer, but now you are emphasizing that the price of death is acceptable, right? You are a threat."

Not to be outdone, Eve said, "But I want to see you."

On the contrary, this straightforward dialogue made Loki a little bit at a loss. It is rare for someone to think so straight and desperate. To make such an ill-advised move at the risk of being killed-even Saul is already ill-considered enough.

What's more, if it is Sol, the crown of saving the world is more suitable for him.

Loki covered his face with one hand, and a smile flowed between his fingers.

There are still many, many sharp problems to be solved between them, such as being almost killed and being killed, blocking Kadafels who does not know when the explosives will be ignited, and losing the function of the Little Holy Grail. A magician and a god of trickery who cannot awaken his own magic, and an unmistakable prophecy from Belldandi about the destruction of the world...

But the urgency and urgency seem to have nothing to do with them.

The god of trickery gets a hug.His magician tried to stand on tiptoe, and wrapped his thin arms around another body that was not so broad, at least not so "Asgardian".

"You have to know that if you don't leave at this time, it is equivalent to passing the Geol River."

The green-eyed god lowered his voice: "Are you offering your loyalty to an evil god?"

The distance of speaking is so close that you can feel the slight resonance of the vocal cords and chest cavity.

"I have crossed that river several times."

The magician closed his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth happily: "Einzbern gives life, Mr. El-Melloy gives home, the Holy Grail War defines the meaning of existence, and runes are the source of the first magic formula. But other than that Besides, I still gained very important memories.”

Black hair and white hair, lake green eyes and red eyes.

A long life of 1000 years and countless lifespans in the future, and a magical heart with a fleeting useful life.

It's a hug with life and soul behind you.

But Loki still thought unsatisfactorily, it must be because the lifespan of artificial humans is too short, and the soul created by alchemy is not enough to be a prison, so it is easy for the other party to hand them all out.

He wasn't satisfied with this, and he didn't want to be limited to this. Of course, the heir to the throne of Asgard deserved a better gift, even if the throne might eventually fall on top of his stupid brother.

As all of Asgard knows well, the gods of trickery are never satisfied.

"I mean, if the Holy Grail War can end smoothly."

Loki said suddenly: "You don't have a wish to decide yet, do you?"

"Eh? That's it..."

Eve hesitated: "But it's good enough to ensure that those magic powers don't mess around wantonly, and there is no way to expect to be able to win the final step... If I wish, I want to give priority to repairing El-Melloi's magic seal .”

Oh that.The carrier used by the people in the atrium to pass on knowledge.

Loki said casually: "I'll help you find a way to fix it. My mother knows a lot of Vanaheim's magic books. There is still a way to engrave a human being."

"Then there is no other wish."

Eve thought about it seriously, let out a breath slowly, and said enviously: "It's great, you just casually say that you can solve the things that the teacher has worked so hard for so many years."

"Then...make a new wish."

Rocky suggested.

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The Giol River is the river of the underworld in Norse mythology.