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The sun shines on the entire mountain range, leaving deep horseshoe marks on the mountain road.

In order to resist the coming of the next blizzard, a group of horseshoes quickly descended the mountain.

"Dasha, bear with me, we will be there soon."

Hara desperately quickened his pace, his horse was carrying another person, and he wrapped him in his coat and hugged him tightly.Holding those cold hands, the pressure on my chest kept rising and falling, fearing that if it was a little later, the weak beating of life would stop abruptly.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally returned to their tent in the vast snowy field. The sweltering heat came in, and Hara put Dasha on the soft couch.Because of being overworked, Dasha had no time to say a word, and fell asleep during the journey. At the same time, Hara found the scar on his arm.

The accompanying physicians all entered the tent one after another, and when they stood together to discuss how to treat him, Hara found that Sumo was among them, and his appearance was somewhat disharmonious.Unexpectedly, those doctors respected Sumo very much, and Hara allowed him to treat Dasha together.

After a long time, blood color appeared on Dasha Ruxue's face.But he didn't wake up for a long time.

Su Mo explained in front of the tent: "He has been exposed to too much cold, and his body is very weak. I'm afraid it will be more dangerous to go on the road. Your Highness, I want to give him a blood coagulation in the tent first."

He smiled meaningfully, but Hara didn't pay attention.

"……it is good."

Su Mo nodded: "However, I need to drive him away from the cold alone, how about you go out and wait for a while?"

Hara frowned, and was dragged to another tent by Nagar.

Naga said casually: "I don't see that Sumo can also be good at medicine..."

It's just that what method did he use to keep out the cold, so that no one else could be present?

"What's the matter?" Hara couldn't understand what he meant, probably thought that this was a skill that all Brahmans should possess when offering wine.

"No, nothing." Turning his head to the side, Naga was busy getting warm.

I wonder how Dasha is doing now?They waited until evening, and the weather on the entire snow field also dropped.At this time, Su Mo finally entered the room with the waiter to report.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid Dasha's body will not recover for a long time. It's better to stay with him more." He said flatly.

Haruo hurriedly got up and rushed to Dasha's side to check.

He rushed into the tent, the doctors had retreated, Dasha was still sleeping, his arms were wrapped with thin gauze.

He was the same as usual on the bed, but his eyes didn't move at all.

"I'm sorry..." Haruo gritted his teeth, and he fell down beside the bed, "Wake up soon, okay?"

When he stretched out his hand and touched Dasha's fingertips, it was still very cold.

Sumeru Mountain.

It is still far away from the foot of the highest mountain, but the setting sun blurs the clouds and mists surrounding the mountains. Looking up, it is actually a clear and clear sky that is rarely seen here.

"Someone has been here..."

Fulou walked up the messy horseshoe prints, and he could guess where these footprints came from.

A hidden fork in the road appeared in front of me, which seemed to be a canyon or cave leading to the mountain. However, standing in front of the floating building and looking at it, it seemed that the inside had already collapsed, and the entrance of the cave was buried deep.At the other end is a cliff with no way out.Footsteps nearby could be vaguely seen, and Fulou was speechless.

Has a snow cave collapse occurred here?He took a few more steps toward the cliff.

Someone might have fallen here.

"Fortunately, the weather in the snow mountain is clear today, so don't worry about being in danger for the time being." Jia Ye stepped forward.

Seeing the lower part of the ridge from a distance, there is another road leading to the distant mountains and also connecting to an unreachable peak.

He knew that was the highest place, and from here, he could clearly see the ruggedness of the road.

Still far away from where the goddess lived, Fulou took a deep breath.

"If I see the goddess, I really want to ask her if I am qualified to be the future monarch." He put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and smiled upwards.

Jia Ye pondered for a while, and said lightly: "You are the only heir, why are you not qualified?"

"..." Fulou shook his head. "I have never understood how to do it... Although the people are so fanatical about this matter, they don't understand that the rumors of the Son of God are just a beautiful hypothesis. God is just belief, and talent is the key. If I don't Doesn’t have the ability to make Galor prosper?”

A prosperous empire is not built in a day, not to mention that they are a small country with poor soil, and the ability to govern the country cannot be possessed overnight.

"...You have this ability, but you haven't realized it yet." Jia Ye put his hand on his shoulder.

Fulou stared at the peak in the distance, probably not knowing how to excavate it. "……Yeah?"

According to Lord Hari's arrangement, they went up the mountain, and luckily, there was a sunny day. Can this be regarded as the Goddess' favor for the Son of God?

There was a sound of footsteps from behind, Lord Hari also went up the mountain with a few attendants, but they walked more slowly.

"It's good to stop here. Fulou, today, your road is still very long, so you don't need to go to the end."

Lord Hari approached him, and observed the footprints and conditions around him. It turned out that the snow cave here had been buried, and he didn't care too much.

"Master Hari! Don't you need to go down that road again?"

The floating building pointed to the other road down the ridge.

Hari tapped his forehead.

"When you are about to meet the end of your life one day, go to the final peak and explore the secrets of life."

Fulou was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly blushed and turned his head away.

Master Hari asked, "What did you see?"

"..." He took a deep breath, and the warm light of the setting sun finally fell in front of his eyes, which was dazzling.

Fulou closed his eyes.

He replied from the heart: "I see that I still have a long way to go."

Yes, you can feel it when you close your eyes.

"Thank you, Master Hari."

This is the land that raised Garol, where he was born and where he grew up.

At the youngest, most energetic and wise age, go to the right place to look into the future, and then you can see clearly what to do now.

Perhaps the trip to the snow mountain was not to prove whether he possessed incomparable divine power, nor was it to let the goddess see his piety.

But to reach the peak that has never been before, to recognize the home of the soul, and the current road.

Fulou smiled and turned around.

……

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Benjade City.

Naga stroked his chin and paced in the corridor.

"So the person who ordered the child to expose Dasha is Lord Shiva?" He thought of an answer that was not difficult to guess, and said excitedly.

Haruo was already indifferent to this, and he scolded: "How do I know? Since he has fallen off the cliff, there is no way to find out the truth."

"...In this way, Dasha is really the son of God, otherwise Lord Shiva would not be so attached to him. Even after Dasha was robbed from prison, Shiva still spoke for him. Dasha went to fulfill his wish, but he didn't expect...it would be like this in the end." Naga rubbed his chin uncertainly, trying to figure it out.

In the night wind, Haruo was startled.

"Then do you think... the assassin who appeared in the palace before, is it possible that he sent it?"

Naga made a hoarse voice——opened the mouth and said: "How could Lord Shiva harm you? If he is purely to arouse everyone's vigilance, it is possible..."

Hara averted his gaze and pushed open the door of his room.

"Don't discuss this anymore, I'll go into the house and have a look."

The room was full of flowers and fruits, and Dasha was sleeping peacefully on the soft bed.

It has been three days since he came back after so many things happened in the snow mountain, and Dasha is still unconscious.

The doctor said he was just asleep, but he looked sick.

In order to obtain the power of the Son of God, Master Shiva, the national teacher, did not hesitate to deceive the royal family and secretly acted. Everyone in the palace knew it. When others discussed it, the king began to believe that Dasha’s life experience was from the god of Garol. He severely punished Shiva for his actions, and did not even send any troops to find his body. He planned to seriously discuss cooperation with Garol after Dasha woke up.

This is also just right, Dasha lived in the palace justifiably, and Haruo took him into his bedroom to take care of him personally.

"Dasha..." Hara sat on the edge of the bed, "...why didn't you wake up?"

He reached into the quilt and quickly grabbed Dasha's hand.

"........."

Dasha groaned for a while as the finger that was clasped in his palm moved.

Haruo growled uncontrollably, "Dasha!"

He opened his eyes, his memory stayed before he fell asleep, and he asked the first sentence: "Master Shiva...how is it..."

"..." Hara kissed the back of his hand, and pressed it against his face pityingly, "Are you awake?"

Seeing the person next to the bed clearly, a smile appeared on the corner of Dasha's mouth, "Hmm..."

Hara held his hand and kissed him for a while, "The fact that Shiva abducted the Son of God without authorization disappointed Father, and he doesn't plan to send people to search for his body."

Dasha's eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't bear to close his eyes.

"Hara, I'm not the son of God...Maybe Lord Shiva made a mistake. I can't save him...I can't bring Kali back to life..."

He said it sadly, regretting Lord Shiva's tragic love. The life experience of those saints was an irreversible fact for him. What made him sad was that Fei Tian was also born a saint, and her singing was harmed by the wicked. And disappeared forever, before the avalanche stopped, the song she once sang was still hovering on the snow mountain.

"I accidentally put you in such great danger, I'm sorry." Haruo hugged him.

Dasha's weak voice became hasty, "No, it's not...I'm sorry for you...for causing you to go to the snow mountain to save me...What if the avalanche doesn't stop..."

Haruo comforted: "As a result, there is nothing wrong with it. You have touched the goddess, and you will let her be merciful. As long as you are fine..."

Is that true?Dasha nodded silly.

"Don't think about it in the future, especially about the fact that I want to choose a concubine. I didn't tell you personally, how can you believe it?" He hugged Dasha and got up, and immediately wrapped the cloak beside the bed around Dasha's body. "Get up and eat something first, you must be starving."

Dasha agreed, but before he took two steps, his eyes went dark, and he fell into Haruo's arms.

"Dasha...?" Hara quickly put him back on the bed, "How are you?...Dasha?"

Dasha's eyes closed heavily again.

Hara’s bedchamber was full of doctors and servants, all of whom came here admiringly to heal the Son of God. However, no one could see the cause of the disease, and they all said they couldn’t see what was wrong with him. The last doctor who entered the room was Su Master Ma, all eyes are on him, and Hara is no exception. Right now, Sumo, who was born as a Brahmin, knows the secret art, and he should be the only hope.

"How's it going?" Hara asked hurriedly.

Su Mo smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you..."

Hara's expression tightened.

Su Mo glanced across the row of doctors in front of him, "Now all the doctors are here, but they can't help, but I have a very good suggestion..."

"what?"

He paused, staring seriously at Hara's eyes.

"Blood exchange." Su Mo said in a condensed voice——

Haruo didn't seem to understand, and the corner of his mouth smirked: "Exchanging blood? What does this mean?"

"The cold in Dasha's body is too severe, his blood has coagulated and needs fresh blood to make it flow again." So Mo explained.

"What?! How is this possible..." Haruo was shocked.

"When Dasha was taken away by Shiva, the blood exchange mentioned to save people was actually used on living people." Sumo walked to the side of the corridor and spoke slowly.

"This is a Brahman secret technique, a medical technique that uses blood exchange to extend life. If you want to get rid of the cold in his body, this is the only way, and only the blood of your closest relatives can completely match his physique." bragging here -0-)

Hara was so nervous that she couldn't breathe.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Is it... the only way to save him?"

Instead, Su Mo smiled relaxedly, "Your Highness, Dasha looks so similar to Prince Fulou, and possesses the power to calm the wind and snow, which is in line with the prophecy of the Son of God. Don't you just want to verify Dasha's life experience? Why don't you take him with you?" He went to Jiaroll to prove that he is the son of King Jiaroll, so that he may be able to find his relatives to continue his life."

"His relatives?" Naga took a step forward and asked anxiously, "You mean, Dasha is the prince they left behind among the people?...But since he has been left among the people, their royal family may not recognize him .”

Hearing this, Haruo's eyes dimmed.

"...The only thing we can do is take a risk."

The night before his departure, Dasha woke up again from exhaustion, and Naga explained to him about the upcoming departure to Galor, which made Dasha very excited.

Each of the carriages accompanying him was arranged extraordinarily luxuriously, as if there was no intention of going to "propose marriage", probably because King Nabeles also deeply recognized Dasha's mysterious identity from the bottom of his heart, and looked forward to revealing it as he wished.

on the carriage.

"What's the matter...?" Dasha was dizzy from the kiss.

"It's okay, just sit down."

Already on the road, the road on the outskirts of the city was a bit bumpy, Hara hugged him tightly.

"I'm so happy. If I can really find my family, I will no longer be an unidentified orphan, and I can always stay by Hara's side." Dasha murmured softly, but the sadness between his brows did not diminish in the slightest. , maybe because Su Mo said that his life was not long, so he couldn't feel at ease.

Hara said solemnly: "So many things have happened recently, and your foot injury has also been delayed. When I go back this time, I will definitely send someone to heal you."

Dasha shook his head and said, "No need, actually Sumo has treated me, I can walk, but I'm not so flexible..."

"No! It's already very uncomfortable for him to follow this time." He frowned displeased.

If it wasn't for Sumo having a way to heal Dasha, Hara would not allow him to come so close.

Dasha laughed and said, "...Don't be like this, I heard that Sumo has someone he likes."

Hara is like a child, as always, he likes to be jealous.

He turned his head to the side to hide his blushing face, "Really."

Maybe it's overthinking, but when it comes to Sumo having someone he likes, there is an indescribably weird feeling.

It took five days to travel non-stop from Nabeles to Galore.

A mighty army has entered the Garor border.Unlike the last time when he came alone, this time he came with an omen about the Son of God. After hearing about this, Master Hari had no choice but to greet Prince Hara in a grand manner.

"It's finally here..." Hali stepped off the golden carpet that was spread towards the main hall.

He bowed to Hara who got off the carriage, but his gaze closely followed Dasha who was wearing a long silk gown. Behind him was the protection of the Nabeles army, and Dasha was not very afraid.

Prince Hara of Nabeles came again, and he brought hundreds of troops with him. Their long carriages and cavalry were lined up neatly in front of the city gate, and their posture made people shudder.

"This is... what does this mean?"

Fulou rushed into the main hall, and the person he met head-on was indeed Prince Hara in luxurious attire, and standing beside him was that Dasha who had exactly the same appearance as himself, and it was the first time he had such close contact with him. Even looking directly at each other - Fulou was completely stunned.

He has always known of Dasha's existence, thinking that he might be taken away by Prince Hara, so he would not come to Garol to disturb them again. Unexpectedly, he came again. They always seemed to have a deep bond, and they were drawn into it from time to time. In the same incident, Fulou couldn't express how he felt when he saw another self.

Their eyes met, Dasha lowered his head, and Fulou said in shock, "What is this here for?"

In addition to Prince Hara and Dasha, there were several guards and attendants who came to the main hall. A group of people saluted the floating tower rushing in. Hara solemnly said to Hari:

"This time, I have an unfeeling request. I hope you can tell me about his background."

Master Hari smiled slightly, thinking about how to answer, but Fulou answered first: "What if we don't know anything?"

Su Mo also stood among the visitors. His long body walked towards the floating building, and the floating building subconsciously took a step back.

"Prince Fulou, Dasha's life is in critical condition. Only relatives can save him. I think if his life experience can be confirmed, maybe he can be saved." Su Mo laughed.

Fu Lou gritted his teeth and said, "How to save?"

"He needs the blood supply from his close relatives to restore his body." Su Mo lowered his eyes, and must have known how unacceptable the request he made.

Fulou laughed loudly, "Well, then why did you bring him here? You should also be very clear that he is an orphan, how do we know his life experience? It is even less likely that he is his close relative."

He categorically rejected Nabeles' request, seeing that Prince Hara clenched his teeth unnaturally.

Su Mo frowned slightly, "Master Hari, I wonder if you still remember me?"

Hari stared at him meaningfully.After thinking about it, there is indeed such a junior in my memory.

"Oh... Sumo, she's grown up now."

Su Mo pursed his lips and said, "Lord Shiva's last words before he died told me that Dasha is the son of God."

Hari nodded: "So that's the case, he really did that... What he said is not wrong."

Unable to believe her ears, Fulou frowned:

"Master Hari!"

Hari patted the floating building to comfort him, "It's okay, just let Prince Hara stay, he will get what he wants to know."

Fulou opened his mouth wide and shouted in surprise: "Dasha is also the son of God, what does this mean?"

"Fulou, if he really is, you are his brother." Hari stared at him sternly, "Are you willing to save him?"

Fulou is stupid.

Haruo hugged the nervous Dasha, and said to Fulou: "Prince Fulou, he has the power of the son of God and the same appearance as you. Is he your brother? Please let King Jiaroll answer this question." question."

Dasha bowed his head in timidity, how could such a person be a child of God like himself?Fu Lou said sternly: "There is only one Son of God, if there were two at birth, the other would have been executed long ago, so he can't be my brother. My father is not in good health, so he won't see you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around indifferently.