Time goes back to the time of Flint's death - but this step back has no meaning to Flint himself.
After people die, what meaning does time have?
Flint looked around in confusion: he was now standing in a garden that he had no memory of at all, and the garden was full of blooming hydrangeas.
Flint looked at the colorful hydrangea in confusion and muttered: "Are the colors of this flower so rich? Why do I have the impression that it is mainly in elegant colors? Do bright red hydrangeas really exist?"
Suddenly, Flint realized that what was important now was not studying the hydrangeas but figuring out what was going on.
He looked around and called softly: "King? Your Highness? Changer? Where have you been?"
No one responded to him.
Flint frowned and called out the name that he thought would definitely respond to him: "Gotrick! Stop playing hide and seek!"
No one responded.
Just then, the sound of music came from the distance.
If you listen carefully, there is laughter and laughter, as if someone is having a party.
Flint frowned in confusion. Years of adventure experience made him feel that there must be a scam, so he touched his waist and tried to take out the five-headed flail, but what he pulled out was an ordinary hammer. .
"What the hell?" He was about to throw down the hammer and look for a reliable flail, but suddenly he noticed a stamp on the hammer.
He recognized this print - it was impossible not to recognize it. This print was Jenny's signature. All products of Jenny's magic knitting shop have this logo.
He remembered that this hammer was a birthday gift given to her by Jenny that year, and he used this hammer to create the recallable mithril armor.
But after he started adventuring with his old friend, the half-elf bard Tanis, he didn't know where he lost it.
It's not that he didn't save it carefully, it was just that there were too many opportunities to lose things on the adventure. Sometimes he even lost all the salutes and the armor on his body.
If his armor didn't have a recall function, it would have been lost long ago.
But now, the hammer is actually in his hand.
"That's enough!" Flint yelled, "Damn it, stop stealing the memories in my head! I know this must be an illusion created by you!"
However, no one responded, and the sound of music and laughter floating in the distance remained.
Flint held his forehead and murmured in a low voice: "I have to calm down. If it is the work of those guys who like to play with illusions and psychology, there must be a way to crack it, which is the 'question eye'."
He looked around and finally decided to go to where the sound came from.
So he walked through the hydrangea bushes and walked about a hundred meters. When he passed through a row of hedges, his vision suddenly opened up.
There is a long table on the carefully manicured lawn. The table is full of exquisite snacks. The large fruit basket is filled with fruits that are very appetizing at first sight.
Flint had only seen such a sumptuous table in the Shire Hills, the home of the halflings. Halflings loved sumptuous food, wine and tobacco, and they worked hard to enrich their tables.
Halflings rarely leave their homes, so many never make use of their talents. Those halflings who leave their hometowns to venture out are often top thieves and assassins.
When Flint was focused on the sumptuous food, a voice penetrated his ears: "Look, look, who is here!"
Flint looked around and saw a man as tall as Gotrick holding a lute and looking over here.
Because the man was so big, the lute looked like a toy in his hands.
Flint clenched his only weapon and stared at the man warily: "Who are you? What do you want to do by using illusion to get me to this place?"
The man said unexpectedly: "Don't you feel any intimacy with me?"
"That must be your trick! You will feel this way when you face the Mind Flayer, I know it very well!"
The man laughed loudly: "You still blame me for not giving you a ring. Look, you don't trust me from the bottom of your heart. Your belief in me is just a show. I guess it's the halfling bard who trusts you." The impact is too profound.”
Flint looked suspicious: "What do you mean? You actually want to impersonate Kailin? Although Kailin is an unreliable god, she won't be polite to Xiaoxiao who pretends to be herself - probably."
The man laughed loudly: "Look at your remarks, 'Kailin is an unreliable god', 'You won't be polite - probably', you haven't believed me at all! If I give you the next link, Isn’t it a shame?”
Flint frowned: "Strange, why do I start to think that you are Kailin's killer?"
Man: "Because I am! Forget it, I don't like to show my true face. This is more like what Lancelot or Typhon like to do."
After saying that, he waved his hand and his whole body flew up.
Flint: "That's right! The last time we met the Mind Flayer, he flew up like this and pretended to be the mastermind's deputy."
The next moment, the man's body was submerged in the light. When the light faded, his body expanded several times and became a giant that looked down upon everything. His body exuded the indisputable light of divinity.
It is said that the magic of Shenwei Ruyue is a simulation of the divine light of the True God. However, the divine light of the righteous god does not always shock mortals. Lancelot's divine light just makes the mortals who are illuminated feel warm.
And Kailin's divine light will make people feel happy involuntarily, as if they had just indulged in three days of enjoyment.
Even Flint finally believed at this moment that he had met the god of business, entertainment and wine: Caelynn.
His legs were half kneeling out of his control - this was the instinct of a mortal when facing a god.
The dancers who had just surrounded Kailin were all shrouded in light. When the light faded, the four saints under Kailin revealed their true faces.
Flint frowned: "Aren't all the saints men?"
One of them said, "Sometimes it's nice to be a woman. I mean, a woman who doesn't bleed every month."
Several other saints nodded.
Kailin waved her hand: "Stop! It's my turn to speak now."
"Oh yes, please." One of the saints made a gesture of invitation.
Kailin: "Flint, the reason why you came to me is because I paid special attention to you, and you have a deep connection with me. Mortals generally call people like you my chosen ones." ."
Flint: "But I just opened the fourth ring."
He thought for a while and changed his words: "It didn't take long. After all, the promotion was already a month ago."
"That's a long way to go!" Kailin waved her hand, "I told you, if you don't believe me and question my guy, if I just give you a ring promotion, it will make me look very shameless. Lancelot will laugh at me!"
Flint: "Lancelot? What does this have to do with Lancelot?"
"Of course, that guy is a nuisance. If something happens to me, he will come and preach to me. It's very annoying! Don't say anything about Caris Newman. Newman is not bad, except for being a bit of an idiot. There aren’t any black spots.”
Flint: "Uh..."
Kailin: "From now on, your mantra will be 'Lancelot's XXX'! That's it."
Flint: "Well... Lancelot's temple is quite common. There are paladins stationed in the temples. I don't want to be killed by Lancelot's paladins."
Caelynn snorted.
Flint: "So...am I dead?"
Caelynn: "Yeah, because you're my de facto constituency and I'm following the interesting - I mean, salvation crisis unfolding through your eyes."
Flint: "You just said it was interesting."
Kailin: "I am the god of joy, and it is normal for me to say fun. Don't question my concern for the safety of the world."
One of the sages said: “Believe first and question later.”
Flint: "So, just because you want to watch a show, I will be sent as your chosen one after my death? Should I be canonized after that? Are you sure you want me, who only has four-ringed magic, to be canonized?" Isn’t this appropriate?”
Kailin: "Actually... it's like this. It's more troublesome for us gods to see the main material plane directly. We have to have our believers as intermediaries. Unlike those planeswalkers, we can see with a crystal ball. .
"We still have limitations. We can't see things that believers don't know, so the one about Rosalie and the Planeswalker Apprentice... we didn't see it! If you were more alert and let us see it, maybe we could level up. ."
Flint: "I refuse!"
Kailin: "As expected of my chosen one! Upright and kind! Yes, you should be like this! It was just a test for you!"
Flint looked at the Four Saints next to him: "Is he always like this?"
"It's not your first day serving Him, don't you know?" the saint asked back. Anyway, he didn't answer directly, but it was no different from answering.
Kailin: "In short! We have to find a way to send you back now. But you died from the withering spell, and the resurrection scroll probably can't resurrect you. After your eyeliner is broken, we don't know what happened next. .
"So we are going to use other methods to send you back. You know that sometimes we can directly send the envoy down. In this case, we have to shape a body for the envoy."
Flint: "You mean I will become your herald? Are you sure you want a fourth-level priest to become your herald?"
Kailin: "Is there anything wrong? Is the messenger such an inconvenience? And now the gods are beginning to pay attention to what is happening in Gralia. Soon you will meet the messengers of other gods, or the chosen ones.
"And I have a hunch that the arrival of Ragnola is not simple, and there are black hands behind the Order. But now except for those planeswalkers who are out of the timeline, I can't see the future development."
Flint: "Wait! Can't you see?"
Kailin: "My authority does not have prophecy or destiny affixes."
Flint: "Affix?"
Kailin: "Yeah, so I don't know what will happen in the future. Although we are gods, we are bound to this system. Although we can travel to other planes, those who go there are incarnations, not us. itself. The incarnation is just a relatively strong mythical creature.
"We ourselves have always been affected by the time flow of the plane we belong to. And those damn planeswalkers, they have been separated from their original timeline. They can't defeat us, but there is nothing we can do about them, because they are not affected by time. Line restrictions.
"Lancero particularly hated planeswalkers, because there was a planeswalker who kept teasing him, and after being 'annihilated', he ran back from the time when he was resurrected.
"So the planeswalkers know what will happen in the future, because they can look at the timeline at will, just like we flip through a book. Before reading the book, you can follow the page number on the table of contents and turn to the page you are interested in. That's the case with planeswalkers. Yes, they can turn to the later chapters first to see the results."
Flint: "Understood. The last question is, after I reshape my body as an emissary, what will happen if they find a way to restore my body and then use the resurrection scroll?"
Kailin: "It won't happen. You only have one soul, and it's impossible to live in two bodies. So there will be no response to their resurrection."
Flint: "Okay, then how do I go back? Where will I be when I go back?"
One of the saints said: "We will try to send you next to something that smells more like you. For example, next to your armor. But before sending you back, we have to reshape your body first."
Kailin: "Yes. So what do you prefer when reshaping your body? Pork pie? Or this good corned beef with a little wine?"
Flint was shocked: "What are you going to do to me?"
One of the saints: "Don't worry, the material will only make you smell like the material all the time, there will be no other side effects."
"This side effect is fatal, okay!" Flint exclaimed, "There is a werewolf with a super-smart nose in the rescue team! She will bite me! Can you use something other than food to reshape my body?"
Kailin: "We just want to see her bite you!"
"I refuse! If you don't give me a proper body, I won't go back. I'll give up my career!"
Flint sat down on the ground.
Kailin and the Four Saints looked at each other.
Sage: "How about using your lute."
Kailin looked at her lute and smiled: "It's okay, it's quite fun."
Flint: "Wait a minute! Let me first tell you what side effects this thing will have!"
Kailin: "There are no side effects. The main thing is that there will be music when you are emotional. As long as you are not emotional."
Flint: "You!"
Kailin: "I have promised you a request! Don't push yourself too far! If you are willing, you are willing, and if you are not willing to pull me down, I will make you a saint, and then you will play the piano and have dinner with me here every day."
Flint thought for a moment and cursed: "Kailyn's horns!"
Kailin: "Fuck you!"
Flint: "You body me with your lute, that's my new mantra!"
Kailin thought for a while: "That's okay. I will send down the oracle at that time and let my knights start to cause trouble for you. Just wait for me."
As he spoke, Kailin snapped her fingers, and his lute flew up, gradually changing into Flint's appearance.
Then the dwarf's body also floated up, flew to the new body, and gradually merged into one.
The new "Flint" is born!
(End of chapter)
