rose nursery rhyme

There are no four seasons in the Exiled Land. Unless there is a small-scale rainfall or wind blowing by magic, it will look like this all year round. It can be adjusted in cold, hot, dry and wet. It is different from its name, but it is actually very suitable. live.

Magicians outside the mainland are rare. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to find one after searching for a year.There are quite a few here, perhaps because it is an extremely closed place, and it also pays special attention to inheritance—after all, people who are proficient in magic do not wander here every year. If this ability is not inherited, no one will know how to control it. And repair those circles.

The day of sacrificing the wicker man has not yet arrived. At present, everyone is just preparing for this festival. It will take a few more days for it to really become lively.

A group of waist-high transparent soft balls rolled past the two of them, chirping and discussing excitedly.

I don't know what kind of creature this is. There are crystals of several different colors wrapped in their bodies. Because they are colorless, whatever color the crystal is, the color of the balls will be reflected.

Wherever it passes, it will be colorfully illuminated.

Bryce asked Sidi for advice: "Do you want to go directly through here to the abyss, or do you want to stop for a few days and take a rest?"

Is this still an option?

Xidi licked her teeth: "What do you think?"

Bryce is just taking a formality. He knows Xidi better than Xidi himself, and he knows Xidi's answer before asking a question.So when Sidi gave the answer, they had just arrived at their destination.

Brice stopped in his tracks and introduced sideways: "Then we can stay here for two days first."

The child blinked and looked up.

The two of them haven't actually descended to the ground yet. It's still a raised stone platform with a large scale, but there's only one building on it.

Sidi: "...that's a mushroom?"

The shape of the mushroom, the canopy of the mushroom, is extremely tall. When looking up, you can clearly see the folds under the canopy. No matter how you look at it, it is a huge mushroom.

There are also many smaller umbrellas branching out around it, forming a huge mushroom family.

It's just that the interior seems to be hollowed out, with beautiful doors and windows, some windows are lit, and occasionally one or two figures flash by.

Combined with the shape of the mushroom, it really looks like a castle with spires.

Sitting at the entrance of Mushroom Castle was a man, not tall, with a bright green skin all over his body, bald, dressed simply, sitting on a small bench.

There were two piles of gold coins in front of him, and he was slowly taking the smaller pile of gold coins into the larger pile of gold coins one by one.

It should be counting money.

Sidi: "What is this place?"

Bryce: "There is no exact name, you can think of it as the most luxurious amusement facility in the underground..."

Xi Di was a little curious: "Is there such a place underground?"

Bryce: "Even the people of the Exiled Lands need entertainment."

The pursuit of happiness is the instinct engraved in the soul of people.

Xidi gestured to the green-skinned guy at the door: "What about him?"

Brace: "His name is Kerry, and he's the boss here."

Sidi: "Is he not human?"

"He's a goblin," said Bryce, "cursed by Mammon."

Mammon is the big devil in charge of money. Legend has it that he likes to walk around the world in the appearance of a wealthy businessman. His favorite thing to do is to test the human nature of money-grubbing. Only a high-level great magician can remove it.

Sheedy hadn't seen it.

People of 'Roses of Thorns' wish they could eat and live, and be self-sufficient in everything. It is best not to touch the emotional 'pollution sources' of the outside world for the rest of their lives. Of course, it has nothing to do with greed for money.

The entire race of goblins on the mainland is known for being greedy for money, so it's not surprising that they failed the test.

Xi Di: "What about the content of the curse? A lifetime of poverty?"

It doesn't seem like it. Although this big mushroom is natural, it can be seen from the outside that the interior decoration is quite rich. The boss who owns it is certainly not poor if not rich.

"It's not like that." Brice said, "The content of the curse is: every day he has to earn more money than the previous day, as much as he wants, but when he can't make it, when his life is on the line." It's also come to an end."

In short, if you don't make money, you die.

If you don't make progress, don't live.

Sidi blinked with interest: "How long did he last?"

Bryce: "It's been about 120 years since the curse first took effect."

In other words, he has lived like this for more than 4 days.

Sidi: "Goblins are such a long-lived race?"

Bryce: "The average lifespan of goblins is about 80 years, so this curse is also an opportunity for those short-lived races-as long as you keep making money, you can live longer than your kind." Long."

much longer.

"But there are also disadvantages." He added, "Although it is true that he is making money, this curse has an additional condition, that is, no matter what kind of business you choose to make money, after the conditions are met, you can only leave the second one. The cost required for daily operation and living. The remaining ones cannot be kept, they must be eliminated... they cannot be given to others, and they must disappear from this world and cannot be used again."

"You can also hand it directly to Mammon." Brice looked at the green-skinned elf who was leaning against the door and counting the money sullenly, "but he didn't want to, and chose to throw the money directly into the abyss."

Sheedy: "Sounds like he's still making money."

Compared with longevity, what is a little money?

Brice: "But one day he will not be able to complete this task. At that time, he will regret, will be unwilling, and will do everything in order to achieve the goal... That is Mammon's favorite part."

Because the goblin race loves money, it is born with a strong talent for business. Just making money is not too difficult for him.

But most of the cursed people were caught off guard and didn't have a plan. It would be great if they could persist for a few years.

Almost every creature with the ability to think will instinctively fear death. It may not be rigorous, but those greedy guys seem to cherish life extraordinarily.

Perhaps they are unwilling to squander their hard-earned fortune.

It was like an invisible whip, driving people to keep running forward.

The tiredness of the curse and the instinctive desire for life conflict with each other. Is he finally tired of this kind of life and voluntarily giving up his life, or is he persevering endlessly for that short day of life?

Everyone may give a different answer.

Observe what the cursed target will do, and observe how intelligent creatures break their bottom line in order to survive. This is the most fundamental purpose of this curse.

Xidi simply gave her own evaluation: "That mammon, what a bad guy with low taste."

"He's a devil." Brice said softly, "Your evaluation is a compliment to him."

Siddie: "...Oh."

makes sense.

The child thought about it carefully, and felt that this goblin was very powerful, and the way he looked at him changed.

Brace walked up to Kerry and asked him, "Boss, can we go in?"

The goblin boss didn't raise his head, he waved his hand: "Today's quota is full, you can come back tomorrow."

Because of that broken curse, he has to calculate his turnover every day with fear, and he can only make a little more than the previous day, more can't be done--even less can't be done, he is exhausted physically and mentally, and has no time to care about other things.

The goblin's voice was relatively high-pitched, but Kerry's tone was very low, with a bit of usual boredom.

Even if he suddenly said that he had lived enough and jumped into the abyss in the next second, it wouldn't make people feel strange.

Brace: "We don't give money."

Kerry was expressionless: "I don't do charity either."

He just finished counting the pile of gold coins in front of him, and carefully divided them into two halves. The smaller half was carefully wrapped in cloth, and most of them were randomly pocketed, as if he didn't even bother to look at them.

Brice was not in a hurry: "How is your income today?"

Kerry: "Four thousand 360 two, just right."

Sidi thought for a few seconds before realizing that he was talking about the amount of gold coins in his hand.

Kerry: "Tomorrow it will be 360 two gold coins, plus one silver coin, nothing more will work. Plus the extended stay, room service, additional charges..."

This account is very important to him, and he can only calculate it by himself. Kerry has been thinking about these things all day long, and he is really tired. How long can it last, I really have no interest in chatting with people: "Do you still have something to do? It's okay, I'll close the door."

Brace repeated his offer: "We're not paying."

Kerry snorted and said, "I don't accept anything. You are a regular customer? Then you should know that things will be automatically converted into market prices. Don't hurt me."

Brice's exposed character has always been gentle and patient: "I will exchange it with you for other things."

It may be because he has an inexplicably convincing temperament, Kerry raised his eyelids: "What?"

Bruce leaned closer to him and whispered something.

Kerry: "..."

He was silent for a moment, and stepped aside.

"...Come in." He said, "I'll arrange a room for you—it's a gift for you. Don't give me money tomorrow."

The devil's curse has always been as cunning as they themselves, even if they check in today and give money tomorrow, it will be counted in today's turnover, so there is no way to take advantage of it.

"Excuse me." Brice straightened up, "The two of us can live in one room."

Kerry led the way, without turning his head, he whispered: "Is what you just said true?"

Brace: "What did I lie to you for?"

Kerry fell silent.

……

The interior decoration of Mushroom Castle is indeed as gorgeous as it looks from the outside.

Kerry led people to a red door and opened the door for them: "Need me to introduce you?"

Brice nodded gracefully: "No, thank you."

Kerry turned and left.

Halfway there, he turned around and said, "...if what you just said is true, you can stay here as long as you want."

Xidi had already walked into the room at this time. At least now, it seemed that this was just a well-decorated guest room. I don't know what is so special about this mushroom castle.

Brace: "The conditions here are the best in the whole underground."

Sidi fell back on the soft mattress, watched Bryce turn and close the door, and asked him, "What did you just say to him?"

Brice answered every question: "I told him I could help him get rid of the demons."

Sidi: "He believed it?"

He didn't doubt Bryce's ability, but that goblin didn't know who Bryce was, so why did he trust him with just one sentence?

Bruce: "Well..."

"It's true," he said, "but in order to make him trust me, I did use a little bit of my ability."

After all, it was Bryce, even if he really made up an excuse to deceive Kerry, Kerry would believe it without hesitation.

Sheedy again commented on the behavior simply: "Great bad stuff."

Brice took off his hood and said with a faint smile, "It's my honor."

The author says:

Bryce, the lord of the abyss, the enemy of the world, the man who controls the emotions of the world, used his real ability for the first time in the whole text to make his children happy (.