"This is the 'Ancient Spirit'?"

Dean turned to look at the man covered in leaves and beard, and asked rhetorically.

"Well, this is the 'Ancient Spirit'! Or, more precisely...... This is the statue of the 'Spirit' - when I touched the remnants of the Spirit, I had the image of the Spirit' in my mind, and I carved it out of a piece of oak! ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said.

Then, naturally, I introduced myself.

"I'm Bronke, the elder of the village of 'Cara'!"

"Dean, Dean. Willing. Zelgaon! ”

Dean responded.

"It's great to have outsiders come into our village, especially with good intentions!"

Bronk laughed.

Of course, because of the beard covering his face, such a smile, Dean can only judge by the tone of the other party and the movement of the beard.

However, one thing is certain, the other party has no malicious intent.

"My old fellow has just sent me your kindness—curious, suspicious, wary, but not malicious...... Of course, your current curiosity, doubts, and vigilance still exist! ”

Bronke said, patting the trunk of the tree.

"Old man?"

Dean gestured to the towering tree beneath his feet in surprise.

"The 'ancient spirit' has given us not only the living 'Carat' village, but also the ability to communicate and communicate with plants!"

Bronk laughed.

With such laughter, the whole tree shook again, as if echoing Bronke's words.

This made Dean's eyes look at the statue again.

Marten!

Dean can identify the animal.

In the northern part of the Emerald Empire, where the barbarians lived, these creatures were known for their swiftness, the same. The value of its fur is quite high. It's enough to make every hunter flock to it.

After all. That's enough Kimpton for the whole family to spend a winter.

In particular, the intact fur is of high value and is loved by the nobility in the jade capital.

However, Dean never thought that the mink would be taken for ...... Well, it's like a god-like worship!

Seeing Sophia fall to her knees on one knee and whispering prayers, Dean thought of a similar description.

"'Ancient Spirit'?"

Dean muttered to himself, then. Perceiving.

Wow, wow!

The towering tree at his feet once again shook its branches and leaves, exuding a pleasant sound.

Bronk didn't stop either, but stood aside with a smile.

Sophia, on the other hand, was so immersed in her prayer that she didn't notice it in the slightest.

Goodwill, vitality.

The fragrance of flowers and trees.

When Dean's perception probed the ancient spirit, such a feeling inexplicably rose in his heart, and even, the tip of his nose appeared with the fragrance of real flowers and trees.

The whole process was very short!

When Dean reacted, he forced himself to give up his perception of the statue.

For the unknown, the unknown. Dean is fiercely vigilant.

However, when Dean came back to his senses, he found out. The 'way of killing' that he had previously 'banned', as well as some of his slight physical attributes, were all recovered.

"This?!"

Suddenly, Dean looked at the statue in surprise.

Obviously, all of this is due to the statue.

And being able to do this is enough to show that this statue is ...... No, not the statue, but the strength of the statue's original form, at least not weaker than Morbius.

"The 'ancient spirit' is a kind deity, it does not demand excessively from evil gods, it does not harm life, it loves nature, and it follows the way of nature......"

Bronk said slowly.

"Druid?"

Dean uttered such a name.

"I didn't expect outsiders to know the name druid!"

Bronk looked at Dean in surprise.

"In the place where I came from, there are druids, but they are rare! Belong to a group of people who are almost extinct! I've read about you in some books, too! ”

Dean said.

"Books? That's a good thing! ”

Bronk exclaimed, then gestured to the side of the stool and motioned for Dean to sit down.

Without refusing, Dean sat down straight.

"Originally, there were books here, too, but since the arrival of the evil god, all the books have been burned! Those who obey her become fanatics, and those who disobey her are sacrificed! ”

Bronk sighed.

"She?"

Dean noticed the word.

"Yes, she! When she first appeared here, she was a lady in distress, but that peerless appearance made countless people admire, so people did not hesitate to take her in, and the result was ...... I'm afraid this is the devil's trick - countless people duel for her, from the king to the slaves, hoping that she will see them, hoping that she will smile, and keep showing off her strength and ability, and then, the original king and his majesty will finally win, and she will smile at the king, and then the jealous princes will kill their father, and then the war will break out......"

Speaking of this, Bronk was left with only one sigh after another.

"A story that makes people think about it!"

Dean commented.

"Shouldn't you be angry?"

After praying, Sophia looked at Dean incredulously, as if Dean had done something excessive.

"No, I've just read similar stories in a lot of books!"

Dean shook his head and said with a deep groan.

This is true, Dean has indeed read similar stories from many books, and although there is a slight gap, there is no difference in essence.

It's all: red face and trouble!

However, there is one difference, the 'red faces' in the story are themselves tragic and innocent.

And here's ...... But he is behind it!

Or rather...... Is this the truth in the story?

A story within a story?

"And then?"

Dean asked.

"Hey, Dean I'm ......"

"Sophia, Mr. Zelgan has his own wisdom. You can't impose your emotions on other people! ”

Bronk waved his hand to stop Sophia. And then. In Sophia's puffed expression, she continued: "The war broke out, countless people died, thousands of corpses appeared every day, and then, the earth became lifeless, and the trees began to wither, when people realized that something was wrong. The sun is gone...... All that's left is the lifeless moon! And she also showed her true colors! The peerless appearance still exists, but the whole body of the person has become like a collection of monsters! ”

"She shouted: 'Mordis,' do you think I'm going to lose? I definitely won't! I'm going to enter your realm and kill you! Take back everything that belongs to me! ”

"'Mordis'?"

Dean was stunned, because the name was somewhat familiar.

"Yes, 'Mordis'—a name she hates, fears, and we know nothing!"

Bronk said.

Dean didn't seem to have heard such words at all, and still frowned and groaned.

A moment later-

"The wind of the sun blew away all gloom, before the beginning of that turbulent year. All gods and mortals fear you...... O god of the gods, king of the gods...... I am in awe of you......"

It's like an aria. It's like singing loudly.

Dean hummed unconsciously.

With such a hum, the statue of the 'ancient spirit' on one side emitted a breath of joy.

Bronk and Sophia were shocked, and the former asked again and again: "What kind of poem is Dean?" What does it say again? Why did the 'Ancient Spirit' have such a change! ”

"This is a children's song from my hometown - it tells the story of Mordis, the god of the gods and the king of the gods...... However, everyone only thinks that this is a legend! But...... I think what it describes, there is a chance that it is true! ”

Dean said, a wry smile on his lips.

His eyes were even more focused on the statue that still exuded an aura of excitement.

If it weren't for the fact that the statue was made of wood, Dean would have thought it was a living thing.

Moldis?

Moldis!

Dean whispered the name silently in his heart.

Then, an inexplicable sense of connection suddenly appeared.

However, the next moment it just disappeared.

It's like a delusion!

And Dean didn't notice this, he thought straight of the words of the former leader of the White Night Martial Alliance.

Sure enough, as the enemy said, Godez's history is incomplete, lost, and there are many omissions in time...... Otherwise, how could the so-called 'god kings' be lost? ”

Dean muttered to himself.

Bronk and Sophia next to them were pleasantly surprised.

'Mordis!' The ancient spirit belongs to His Majesty the God King of Mordis, and the evil god should have rebelled against His Majesty the God King and was expelled from the Divine Domain! Therefore, the 'ancient spirit' is also a true god! It is the true God who gives us hope and leads us in the fight against evil gods! ”

Bronk said excitedly.

Then he fell on one knee in front of the statue and prayed in unison.

This prayer was much longer than Sophia's.

And Dean can clearly feel that in such a prayer, the natural aura on Bronke's body is getting stronger and stronger, if it was just an ordinary gold level before, this time it is like riding a rocket, straight to the 'domain' level.

Syllable!

An acorn fruit appeared out of thin air in front of Bronke.

Dean was sure that there was nothing and no existence there.

Dean's perception instantly spread all around, but he found nothing.

Out of thin air?!

Dean looked at the acorn in amazement.

Bronke, however, picked up the acorn and prayed again.

……

"Carat, you're naughty again!"

Looking at the golden oak tree with one fruit missing in front of him, the man sighed softly.

"Squeak! Creak! ”

Immediately, in a flattering cry, a purple shadow appeared on the man's shoulder, rubbing against the man's cheek.

It was a purple mink.

Exactly the same as the 'Spirit'.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)