Without waiting for the other party to speak again, he said leisurely:
"Of course, the people of Misty City will not believe in me for no reason. I will give you the necessary help at the right time, such as restoring the peace of the past on the mountain. But as for the execution, it is up to you to complete it. , I won’t interfere too much with your choices.”
"You contribute your faith, and I will grant you blessings. You provide useful events, materials, knowledge, and items, and I will grant you the results you want. Note that they must be of equal value..."
"It sounds like it doesn't directly help you eliminate the crisis, but it can make you stronger and united. When the new year begins and Ganon appears, you can rely on yourselves to free the Misty City from the curse and free the sky above the mountains. Restore the peace of the past.”
Weinerson listened to Golot's story and couldn't help but secretly nod in his heart. In terms of acting as a magic stick, he was still good at it. Although he always felt that Gorod's own status should not be lower than that of a god. After all, he existed in this ancient royal court. Having accompanied Mr. Old for countless generations, for Him, perhaps only time can explain the meaning of existence.
But it is undeniable that He, along with Mr. Old One of the previous generation, experienced an unknown battle, a battle composed of gods. During the battle, He lost his body and memory, and together with Mr. Old One Sleeping in the old royal court.
Even if it appears now, it still needs the help of a body formed by sea water.
Carlos listened quietly and lowered his head in silence. These words had made him more pious, more respectful and humble.
In an ancient country controlled and protected by gods, almost every person in Misty City understands that gods will not interfere too much with human choices, and only demons will tempt humans.
They often wear the cloak of angels and use seductive words to make people fall, such as Ganon...
"I will obey your will..." After receiving God's promise, Carlos' heart slowly relaxed. After a few seconds, he suddenly remembered another important thing and quickly He opened his mouth and asked:
"Dear Mr. Old, your people are offended to ask... this kid Link..."
Do you want to see how much I value the Misty City? No, this tone shows the importance he places on Link. This man has placed great hopes on Link... Weinason got a lot of information from Carlos's words.
But you can describe it directly, and you have to use tentative words to ask. Although you want to avoid causing discomfort to me, a "god", it is also very hard for me to listen, and it is even harder to analyze the meaning.
Weinerson kept his posture unchanged and replied calmly:
"I created an organizational community, I am the group leader, and Link is one of my outstanding group members."
Uh, why do I always feel so ashamed every time I mention Yantushe?
"Every time we have a gathering, I will call a group of people to come here to organize a gathering. So many times, Link is not on the mountain, but here with me."
Party, come to the country where the gods abide for a party? Link is one of the members of the organization. In other words, he has the capital to directly meet the gods. This is...the favored one, the favored one of the gods!
Carlos suddenly remembered the ancient word "favored one", and suddenly, his eyes flashed with brilliance. He seemed to see the future of Misty City and became the favored family of the gods.
"Thank you for your evaluation of Link. The Misty City will definitely use the strength of the whole city to train him." Carlos lowered his head and answered without raising any objection.
Weinerson nodded slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He tapped the edge of the table with his fingers and said:
"The time is just right, I will send you back now. Remember, I have given you a powerful opportunity, and you must pay the corresponding price and control your own destiny."
Carlos didn't have time to say something like "Please follow..." before his eyes flashed. The ancient majestic palace, the boundless gray-white sea water, and the old man who was at the top disappeared in an instant, leaving only the huge blue sea. The vines, and the members of the exploration team who looked at him in horror.
"Captain, Commander Carlos, how are you?"
Carlos, who felt like he was in another world, picked up the broad sword in his hand, stood up slightly, turned his eyes to everyone, and showed a fervent expression: "From today on, everyone in the Misty City has a new belief in the god. This time when we go back, we will build a temple, Altars, statues of gods, and praying to the gods every day according to ancient rumors, haha, after three thousand years, the gods have finally returned."
Immediately, he turned his eyes to Link again, and said with a look that was both gratifying and sacred: "From now on, Link has the highest level of authority, including the entire Knights of the Round Table. In addition to being a brave man, he also has another identity. , that is the favored one!”
The exploration team exhaled almost at the same time. The gods were blessing them again, and dawn was finally coming on the mountain. At this moment, scarlet light suddenly lit up from all directions, and strange and hoarse sounds began to sound.
"Go...get out of here..."
"Link takes the exploration team and leaves here... I'm blocking him, you guys get out of here quickly..."
Hearing the sound, Link's pupils shrank and he immediately pulled out the Master Sword. Although his spiritual power had not yet fully recovered, he could no longer control it so much because the demon was right in front of him.
"This is what Captain Carlos said before. At that time, the Captain was exhausted. He was imitating the speech of a dead person..."
.........
Federal Mountains, Hornavitch University, second floor of women's upper dormitory!
The sound of flushing water came from the bathroom. Weinerson soaked a towel in hot water, wiped his whole body comfortably, put on neat clothes and walked out.
He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already four in the morning. Avril was already asleep in bed. Except for the slight sound of breathing, the surroundings were quiet.
"Actually, there's nothing wrong with living like this. It's peaceful and peaceful, and accompanied by such a beautiful lady. At least I didn't get this kind of treatment in China in my previous life."
I don’t know what Irene, Mies, and Gropius will look like when they see Avril as a child in the future. Irene must have praised Avril for her beauty, and Mies will tell me some big truths... Wait, I’m here Thinking of some random things...
After stroking his wet hair, Weinerson let his thoughts disperse. Next to him, a wooden box had already been placed. The handle was covered with a book, which was Jason's diary.
"The lucky gold coin was lent to Mr. Destiny. I can't ride on that magical carriage, so I can only ride on the extraordinary train..."
