The mountain god is me

The use of spells generally has its rules, which can be regarded as the most natural constraints.

On the way, I kept thinking about what Black Mist said.

In connection with the world view of this world, if there is no bondage, mana can almost be said to be a key to open all treasure chests.

Like I use spells in villages to change crops, help heal injuries, etc...

By manipulating spells to cast spells, almost anything I can think of.

This black mist is naturally the same...

But ordinary people can't bear too much magic power, just like a bag, if you put too many things in it and bear too much weight, it will crack.

But it is very difficult even for a conjurer to digest other people's spell power, so the spell power on the villagers still belongs to the black mist. As long as the black mist cancels the spell and withdraws the spell power, the lives of these villagers can be guaranteed.

"Is this what you hoped for?" Black Mist stopped struggling as if accepting his fate.

"Yes."

"Then do as you wish." The black mist seemed to smile at me, and as soon as the words fell, the black mist that shrouded the entire village was absorbed into its body.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaly-', and the magic power in the body was also reduced a lot.

"No! Master Ema! Don't take back my power!" One of them struggled and wailed.

Then he was punched in the head by Gojo Goichi and passed out.

"Really, it's noisy enough."

Seeing that everything was back to normal, I breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the spell, and pulled the clothes on my body, but found that I still couldn't take them off.

"Take this back, too, I'm really not the bride you're looking for." I squatted in front of the black mist that fell to the ground and said.

"The more precious something is, the more it should be given to the right person."

The black mist was silent, and it clearly withdrew the scattered spell power, but it made me feel weaker.

A gust of wind blew through the forest, and the black mist was blown away, and a handsome boy with brown hair appeared in front of my eyes.

He pulled out an ugly smile——

"Okay, listen, I'll listen... so my wish will come true?"

"Amber!" "Liuli!" Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru shouted at me at the same time.

But it was too late, the brown-haired boy disappeared little by little before my eyes, and his clear murmur was next to my ears——

"Curse, floating life is a dream."

"Master Mountain God! Lord Mountain God!"

When I came back to my senses, I was sitting in the main hall, and the attendant reminded me, "It's time to receive prayers, please move to the hall."

The attendant half-bowed and slowly helped me up.

Outside the hall of worship, the villagers who paid tribute were kneeling on the ground in an orderly manner. I lifted the curtain, sat in the honorable seat, and then nodded slightly to the attendants.

"Get up—enter the palace—"

A leading villager led others to salute me, knelt on the ground respectfully, and whispered his appeal.

I sat in a high position and listened, while an attendant took a pen to record his request on a piece of paper.

"...It's exhausting my lord to be bold."

I waved to them, and the attendants arranged for them to retreat very perceptively.

Take turns several times until the sun goes down, and the day's worship is not over.

I watched the attendant sort out the appeals that were submitted, and the ema (wooden plaque) rubbed my temples with a headache.

"It's hard work, my lord, but it's about to go to the funeral, and these things must be dealt with before then..."

The attendant looked at me bitterly, trembling at my gaze.

I resignedly looked at the mountains of emas on the table——

Hope to survive the locust plague safely?Just drop the tent and surround the crops.

Want to regain sight of a blind son?Cast the next cure.

……

The completed ema will disappear by itself, and when the pair of emas on the table are finally disposed of, the moon outside the window has already hung high.

The room was brightly lit by candles that were lit at an unknown time, and I stretched and planned to lie on the tatami and enjoy the moon for a rest.

But in the sight of my death, the attendants moved another pile of emas and piled them on the low table.

"My... my lord... this is the last... ah! I'm very sorry that the servant can't share your worries."

The attendant knelt in front of me trembling, I let out a breath of depression, but I didn't intend to get angry at the attendant.

"I'm going out to get some air, so I don't need to follow here."

Stepping on the meandering moonlight, I threw myself into the embrace of the night.

It is breathable, but I personally take care of every plant, every tree, every bird and every stone in the vicinity, and I have already been familiar with it by heart, so there is nothing to visit.

But it would be too embarrassing to turn back not long after leaving the door.

"Aha."

I sighed, hid my figure, flew to the roof of the main hall and sat down.

The cold moon hangs above my head, and the fine silver light is dotted on my exquisite robe, reflecting the moving brilliance and luxury.

"Shua, Shua, Shua—" The sound of sweeping the floor came from below, and it was the other two attendants.

Since I don't like to be noisy, only three attendants are used for the whole shrine.

I heard the door being pushed open with a "squeak" from the inside to the outside, and the attendant in charge of my official duties came out.

"Where's your lord?" the waiter who swept the floor asked in a low voice, and the other one carefully looked inside.

The servants spread their hands, "Your Excellency has gone out."

"You have to deal with so many demands every day. It's really hard work, sir." The sweeping attendant said with a sigh.

"...I don't think the hardest part of my lord is here. Speaking of it, I am incompetent. Even if my lord is tired, I can't help her."

"It's really impossible." The official attendant rubbed his throat thoughtfully.

"I was fortunate enough to be chosen to serve you because of my beautiful singing voice, but from the moment I saw you, I never dared to speak again. Even looking at each other with such a godly lord feels like blasphemy."

The other two attendants listened for a long time and didn't speak again. I sat on the roof and lay down bored.

"God...will be lonely too?" One of the attendants hesitated to ask.

But no one answered.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and thick clouds covered the moon. The three attendants shivered, looked at each other, and went back to bed to rest.

I was on the roof looking at the sky all night without sleep.

It was another busy day, but there was a lively sound coming from the foot of the mountain, and the sound gradually became louder to the point where I could hardly ignore it.

Speaking of which, the memorial service seems to be about to begin... I was thinking distractedly while holding a piece of ema.

The attendant also had an unconcealable smile on his face. I glanced at him thoughtfully, and he immediately restrained his expression.

"What's the matter? Is there anything good? Let me hear it."

The attendant blushed, "Ah no...Actually, during this memorial ceremony, my little boy said he would spend it with me."

"Ah, that's it... Then I wish you happiness in advance?"

The so-called words come true, even the simplest blessings from my mouth belong to the "word spirit".

The attendant blushed and bowed gratefully: "Thank you very much for your blessing, Lord Mountain God!"

Although the sacrifice was held in the evening, the warm-up activities will start at four o'clock in the afternoon. After noon, I gave up my attendants' leave, and I was the only one left in Nuoda's shrine.

"It's over..." I stood up, with a clean table in front of me.

The attendant's flushed face suddenly appeared in my mind. Hearing the noisy gongs and drums down the mountain, I decided to go down and have a look.

It was only a moment to touch down the mountain, and I changed my face and walked among the endless stream of people.

"Hey! This lord is here to catch goldfish!" A boss sitting by the road yelled at me.

I looked at his booth, and beside the wooden basin where many goldfish were kept, the one who was happily fishing for goldfish was my attendant.

The girl squatting next to him... probably his baby boy.

"It's amazing!" The girl praised as she watched the attendant pick up a goldfish.

I walked over, "Boss, please give me a net."

After paying the money, the boss handed me a small paper net. The paper net is easy to break when it gets wet, not to mention that the goldfish caught will continue to struggle.

But these are nothing to me at all, I imitated the movements of the servants, and quickly picked up the goldfish, and soon there was one goldfish, two goldfish, three goldfish in my wooden bowl...

"Wow!" The girl looked at my bowl full of goldfish in surprise.

Just at this time, the paper net held by the attendant broke, and the caught goldfish swam back to the wooden basin deftly.

"Boss! Do it again!" The attendant looked at me with wolf-like eyes that I had never seen before.

A sense of novelty surged up, I pretended to be unsteady and poured the fish back into the tub, and also took a new net to the boss.

Under the gaze of You Shunran, I picked up a bowl full of goldfish again.

"Damn..." The servant's net was broken again, frustration and unwillingness were written all over his face.

Seeing that he seemed to have messed up his mood, I prepared to stop the loss and exit the market in time.

After taking the fish that the boss packed for me, I handed the bag in front of them, "Give it to you."

"Huh?" The attendant blushed and looked at me angrily.

"What's the matter? Don't you want fish?" I tilted my head in doubt, not understanding how the usually good-tempered attendant would be angry because I fulfilled his wish.

"Are you trying to find fault, kid?!"

The attendant rolled up his sleeves but was held back by Xiao Xunran.

"No need." You Xunran said to me, "It was because of my willfulness that I came to fish for goldfish with me."

Xiao Shuanran raised the bag in his hand, and there was only one goldfish swimming around in the bag.

"For goldfish, this one is enough, so thank you, kind sir."

I watched the backs of the two holding hands drift away, and the boss next to me also said with emotion: "Innocence is always very touching, isn't it, sir."

Gods...will they be lonely too?

That moonlit night, the words that the attendant said rang in my head again.

I touched my suddenly sore chest, but still couldn't answer this question.

The lively festival seemed to be meaningless, so I returned to the shrine with a bag full of goldfish.

The cool evening breeze caresses gently, and the painted horses hung in front of the pavilion collide with each other and clang.

I poured the goldfish into the pool, and with a wave of my hand, a few pieces of ema floated in front of my eyes.

"I wish my family members good health and a long life."

"Hope to be with Keiko for a long time and grow old together."

"I hope the confession can be successful, and I hope he can accept my heart."

……

Emas floated past my eyes one by one, and each one was called fetters.

Will the gods be lonely too?

"Tick."

The quiet shrine is illuminated by the clear moonlight, and there are noisy crowds and red lights at the foot of the mountain.

Tears fell lightly on my fine clothes, and my sour chest was so stuffy that I could barely breathe.

Gods... can also be lonely.

Many people flashed through my mind, but everyone had expressions of fear and respect on their faces.

The gods save the world, but who will save the gods?

I looked at the painted horses hanging in front of the pavilion, and a blank painted horse floated in front of me.

I write the next line of text:

——I hope that the mountain god will never be alone.

"Sa-"

The moment the handwriting was engraved, a strong wind howled.

I closed my eyes subconsciously, and there was a strong wind in my ears, as well as panicked shouts from the foot of the mountain.

"How is this going!"

"Where does the wind come from!"

Suddenly, the wind stopped, and the lights at the foot of the mountain came back on again.

I opened my eyes, and a handsome boy with brown hair appeared in front of me.

He raised a gentle smile to me, but it was gentler than the moonlight under the moonlight.

"Lord Mountain God." I heard him say, "I am Ema."

"Please let me accompany you from now on."

The author has something to say:

In the case of Ema, it is the prayer card of the shrine!