Son of the Olden Days

The dark calendar is 721 years, the six hundred and seventy-fourth floor of the dungeon of the gods, the labyrinth area, beside the nameless lake.

Sol threw the homemade handmade fishing rod into the lake, then fell into a silent wait.

He is very clear about his next period of time, the theme is leisure and calm. When I have accumulated enough positive emotions, I return to my cold and quiet ring and face the problems I should have faced.

In the matter of the return period, Saul actually lied to Phines Shiitake.

If according to Saul's guess, the two worlds have different time spans, he may be able to stay in this maze for a few years or even longer. After all, the decades in the labyrinth are only equivalent to a year in the mainland of Salvinia.

But all this is only Thor's conjecture, and this conjecture can only be established after repeated verifications.

Sol didn't dare to try, after all, the old demon once said that this is a ‘chaos lair’.

Once anything gets tainted with the word ‘chaos’, perhaps normal logical conjectures no longer apply.

This chaos may also include the passage of time.

If I stay in this labyrinth for a few years, and then suddenly find out that a hundred years have passed since I returned to the mainland, I would be very sad.

What's more, I don't know if I'm going well without the nest of shiitake mushrooms at home, and whether I can resist the malice of this world. In addition, there are frequent attacks of monsters in the wilderness and the worsening environment of the mainland. There are actually many things to worry about.

As Saul once said to Diller, do nothing, not necessarily think about anything, calm on the surface, and not necessarily suffering inside.

Sol just never showed it, because extra emotions can't help him change the status quo.

"Why didn't you sleep in a tent with me last night?" Phines came to the lake to find Sol.

Phines originally thought it would be like the last time, two people sleep in a bunk, warmly hug each other and say some sweet things that are embarrassing to say under the light, or listen to Sol tell a new story, but last night You asked for a tent alone.

Usually Phines would seem a little clingy in private, so the people in the camp on the side of the girl are almost invisible.

She seems to have transferred all the feelings that she should have for her brother to herself.

Or, it's more than just a sibling relationship.

This alien shiitake mushroom with the strength of the seventh rank is just like those young girls who are just beginning to experience feelings.

Desperately trying to shorten the distance between the two hearts, so as to get more time together.

"You can't go on like this." Sol suddenly said when he looked at the occasionally rippling lake.

Phines didn't respond either, just holding his hand and looking at the frothy bubbles near the Thor fishing line, as if waiting for something.

After being quiet for a while, Saul could only continue to speak.

"As a person from the Dark Continent..., um, little shiitake. It's time to marry a person, and that's your normal growth trajectory. The growth I said has nothing to do with age and time. It refers to the psychological or emotional level. of."

"Don't say that you can't find a suitable candidate, you can always pick out your own team, or the surrounding tribes. Of course, if you are thinking about tribal diplomacy..."

"Don't talk to me in the same tone as my father, and you are not my brother." Phines interrupted Saul roughly.

"At least this body is." Saul made no concession.

The hurried confrontation was fleeting, and the surrounding area became quiet again in a blink of an eye.

Sol suspected that there must be a certain fish under his fishing line that was scared away by the smell of small mushrooms.

"Can't it go on like this? Haha~! Okay, why didn't you say when you hugged me and kissed me more than a hundred years ago?" Phines seemed to have enough rest, and continued to hold her hands and start the second round of entanglement.

"Good question, this is where the problem lies. I saw you for the first time more than a hundred years ago. You are like this. But you are still like this more than a hundred years later. I don't know what you are waiting for. I don't want you to be waiting for anything." Sol replied.

The second round of clashes ended in one sentence.

After waiting for a long time without any movement, Saul quietly tilted his head, seeing Phines shiitake mushrooms slumped, and could only continue to enlighten.

"You know that your feelings for me are very abnormal. As I told you, at least this body is your brother."

"Even if you say that the offspring of close relatives will be stronger, the key is that your relationship is empty and not specific. Because you don't know who I am and what I look like. After all, I am just a passing soul in your eyes."

"You don't know if I am an old guy in another world, or a mischievous mushroom like you, or a devil. Anyway, you don't know anything about me, so this feeling is just your own illusion." Sol patiently explained.

"I don't care!" Phines expressed his attitude strongly.

"I know you don't care. Every shiitake mushroom in your emotional state will say so." Saul didn't care.

"So are you? A devil?" Phines asked nonchalantly.

Saul opened his mouth slightly and closed it again, watching the lake surface suddenly become silent.

"Actually, I was once one of them, but later I returned to the light because of some luck." Saul said.

"So in fact, you said so much to keep me away from you, don't appear often to annoy you, right?" Phines asked at last.

"Forget it, I already have a litter of shiitake mushrooms in my family, pay attention, it is a litter. So I no longer need extra warmth, and shiitake mushrooms are inherently dangerous and troublesome creatures, and it is always exhausting to deal with." Sol Answer truthfully.

The surroundings fell into quiet again, and the quiet was a little abnormal.

Saul thought he would be angry or sad when he finished speaking, but there was no movement around him.

"You don't want to take the opportunity to kill me just because I can't beat you?" Saul turned his head and asked subconsciously with some guilty conscience.

"This seems to be a good suggestion." The corner of Phines's mouth, who was holding his hand, was slightly cocked, revealing a dangerous cold light.

"Then whatever, I actually suspect that if Hawak is killed, I can go home sooner." Saul spread his hands.

Finally Phines stomped and ran away with a look of grief.

Thor pursed his mouth, dragged a hapless little fish away from the lake and put it into his fish basket.

He is not trying to twist this relationship, but to cut it off directly.

Since everyone is not in the same world, it hurts even more if you keep thinking about it, so let's go back and walk our own way again.

The only thing that is not appropriate is that perhaps these remarks should be left to stand in front of the portal of the void beast, so that it will be more convenient for escape. It's a pity that today at this quiet lake, the atmosphere suddenly turned here, and Sol couldn't hold back for a while.

Little Shiitake might have thought that he would run to coax her like before. It was absolutely impossible, who coaxed the goblin.

Phines did think so, but Saul seemed to become a professional fisherman in the following days and disappeared all day. There is no way, when encountering such a mangy dog ​​who is not afraid of life and death, I can only compromise with the shiitake mushrooms.

It takes less than three months to complete this layer of maze, and one day is lost. In case the first level is dangerous again, this guy may find the Void Beast and run away without an excuse. Phines cherishes this little time.

"What do you think of this skirt?" Phines asked with two skirts in her hand, pointing to the one on her body.

Obviously they are all hemp mixed with silk skirts, but the embroidery on the surface is different.

"Uh...this, be normal. And why did you run into my room..., oh, come to change clothes in my tent? Is it really alright for you to seduce your brother so blatantly?" Sol looked at Fenis's smooth and beautiful naked back was a little helpless.

Phines didn't care either, put on her skirt and turned it around Saul, then waited expectantly.

"Well, that's it." Saul pointed to Phines' right hand.

"Why this one?" Phines didn't know why.

"Because I can't understand the pattern on it, I think it's amazing." Sol has always had his own reason.

"..."

Today was the day when a dance party was held by the royal family. When it was there, the scene was almost the same as Saul had imagined.

A circle of tents encloses a large area as a dance venue.

The surrounding carpet seats are piled with food and home-brewed wines, and it seems that there is nothing new at first glance.

However, there are two guys who call themselves troubadours, and a stringed instrument that hasn't been seen before, which arouses Saul's interest a little.

What made Sol's toothache was that the prom didn't start right away. Instead, people gathered in a circle and held an impromptu meeting.

Such a meeting seems not suitable for oneself to participate in, but since there is no one to drive him away, Sol is just casual.

No one knows who he is anyway.

Today, Fenis had only a few high-level people here, plus the appearance that he was less than ten. At least thirty or forty people were present on the royal tribe, and all men and women were all dressed up. Well, in Sol's view, those costumes are actually not very good.

There is not much to discuss in this temporary meeting. There is only one topic in general, which is the name of the race.

Previously, this race of Phines had always been called ‘Valborani’, which means ‘persistent’ in the common language of the ancient continent.

Then they didn't know where they came to the judgment. They thought that this maze might be about to go to the end, and then they might have to face other intelligent races at the bottom of the maze, if there are other races.

Anyway, the entire race must appear in a sharp stance to deter other races.

And everyone agreed that the first point that needs to be changed is to start with the name of the race.

Then soon, what wild wolf clan, ghost clan... all kinds of outrageous names with personal touches and intentions were proposed from the crowd. Hearing Thor's cheeks twitched, it made him feel like he was watching a group of uncultured savages.

In Saul's view, this group of people must be bored to a certain level before they put this kind of mess on the table to make a fuss for a long time. Of course, it may also be because as a visitor from another world, it is difficult for him to develop a sense of belonging.

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