I Am God! Chapter 58: : The poet who wrote the epic
The four kingdoms have been established for a hundred years, and people have forgotten the history of Shinsai.
Even the second generation of Wisdom King Yeser has become a myth, and the grudges and hatreds between King Ari and the Star Queen have also turned into long-lasting memories. People will only chat about these stories in occasional chats.
even.
Those older stories have been gradually forgotten. People even remember only those great and noble names, but can't remember exactly what happened.
On this day, the two figures returned to a small town outside the city where God descended.
The small town of is an obvious fish town. The residents here live on fishing, and the air smells of sea and salty fish.
"Let's come here!" Polo stood on the surface of the sea holding the star, looking at the relics left by the former King Yeser.
"Don't you go on?" Xing looked at Polo.
"Don't go any further, after walking for so long, we should take a break." Polo turned his head and looked at the star, and said softly.
Polo looked at the star, her former beautiful and white bone armor became rough, and the radiance of the stars became dim.
Star is getting old, but Polo and Polo have not changed much.
Both Polo and Xing knew that their journey was about to reach the end.
Star smiled: "Then stop here!"
They looked for a beautiful coastal beach by the sea, built a house, and a yard.
The yard is covered with a layer of golden dome, like a cup made of a cup of the sun, bright and beautiful.
The yard is full of cups of the sun, this kind of taboo thing in the eyes of ordinary people, the flower of the sun, which only the royal family deserves to possess, is not so magical in the eyes of the two.
Polo likes flowers, and Xing always sits in the yard and looks at the sea outside through the window every day.
The yard full of cups of the sun exudes the breath of illusion.
Ordinary people can't see here at all, let alone get close to it.
But on this day, something unusual happened.
There was a knocking sound from outside, and someone came to visit them.
"Who are you?" Polo asked.
A voice came from outside the yard, respectful and humble.
"Meet the noble star queen and the envoy of the gods."
"I am a poet and scholar. I come from the city of the servants of the queen's hometown. My name is Tito."
Polo: "We didn't invite you."
The other party replied: "Please forgive me for being presumptuous and uninvited. If I offend the queen and the messenger of God, I will leave now."
Xing raised his head: "It's been a long time since no one has visited us, just let him in.
A young Sanye man walked in and offered the highest courtesy to the two.
asked him: "How did you find us?"
The young poet replied: "I didn't look for it deliberately. I just happened to pass by and saw the Cup of the Sun. No one except the royal family can own this kind of thing, and how can those noble and extravagant royal families live in such a place?"
"I guess it must be the legendary star queen and god's messenger Polo living in seclusion here to be able to bloom such a bright flower of the sun."
"You are very smart."
Poet: "No, I think this is an arrangement of fate."
"Fate arranged for me to come here, and it also arranged for me to see you and the messenger of God."
Star curious: "Do you believe in fate?"
The poet nodded earnestly: "I believe that everything has fate, just like the god's proverbs of the 23rd of the Ledericky Oath, just like the king of Yasser will eventually lose his crown of wisdom."
Tito comes from the city of **** servants. When he was born, the Queen of Stars had been there for decades. His mother was the concubine of the royal blood of the Xilun family.
He was born with the blood of wisdom and power, but he can't inspire himself, but he can see through the superficial illusion.
Tito's name means a map, because Tito's grandfather drew the first map of Shinsai, including the four kingdoms and the entire world known to the Sanye.
was born into such a distinguished family of scholars, but he did not become a scholar who draws maps, but he tried his best to become a poet.
to this end.
He left the city of the servants of Gods, tossed among the major kingdoms, and wandered in the places where historical events had occurred.
"Why do you want to be a poet?"
"Is it because of a dream?"
Xing asked him.
Tito shook his head: "I cannot surpass my grandfather in cartography, and it is difficult for me to surpass my father in academics. Only by becoming a great poet can I be remembered by the world."
"I want to own my story, want to own my achievements and career."
Xing nodded: "A very true answer, have you written any great poems?"
Tito: "I am writing an epic about Shinsai. I wrote about King Yeser and King Ari."
"Now."
"Your story is missing."
The old star smiled and straightened up.
"Can I be included in the epic too?"
"A last king who ended Shinsai, a man who ended the inheritance of King Yesel, and a protagonist who set off an internal fight in the royal family."
Tito: "All right and wrong, let the future generations evaluate it!"
"All I have to do is to record the history."
"Therefore, I believe that it was destiny and God's guidance that made me come here and let me meet you here."
The young poet said seriously.
The Queen of Stars couldn't help sighing after listening: "Yes!"
"Everything is right and wrong, it doesn't count if you say it, and it doesn't count if I say it."
She no longer resists, and tells the poet her life.
Throne, hatred, fighting, betrayal.
has her sufferings and choices, but also her laughter and happiness.
The poet occasionally asks questions, and the stars also answer.
Until the sun set, the poet stood up and thanked the Queen of Stars respectfully.
"Thank your Majesty the Queen."
Star: "I am not a queen anymore, let alone your majesty."
Poet Tito: "In my heart, you will always be the noble queen of stars."
The young poet left, and promised to come back tomorrow, when he would bring his first draft for review by the Queen.
Polo, who had been standing by his side, suddenly said, "I don't know what kind of story he will write, but it feels hard to be a happy story."
The stars do not matter: "History is always heavy, and epics and myths are never laughter."
"Our story, our happiness, we know ourselves."
"Will suffice."
After saying this, Xing could no longer hold on to the sitting posture that Xing had been maintaining. She was very tired after sitting for so long.
"I'm a little tired."
"I'm too old, I can't sit still after sitting for a while."
"Back then, I was able to hold a sword~www.mtlnovel.com~ to start a life and death fight with King Yali!"
Polo picked up the star: "I will help you in and rest."
At night, there was a sudden storm outside.
Xing suddenly woke up, she called out loudly.
"Polo."
"Where are you Polo?"
Polo: "I'm here!"
Xing touched Polo and finally felt relieved.
"Polo."
"I just had a dream, I dreamt of a dark place, just like the magical abyss in the legend."
"I'm so scared, do you think I will be banished there after I die?"
Polo shook his head: "How come?"
"Don't worry, even if you are dead, I will still be with you."
"I am the messenger of gods and the master of dreams."
"In the world of dreams, I will always be with you, and we will repeat our adventures and travels together, over and over again, and never stop."
Xing raised a happy smile on his face, and talked about the funny stories about her journey with Polo, some of her most memorable pictures.
As she talked, her voice became smaller and smaller.
gradually became a vague babble.
Xing tightly grasped Polo's golden robe, Polo also moved his ears over, listening to her voice.
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"I know, I remember."
"I remember everything."
At last.
Xing loosened his golden robe, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Polo's expression was sluggish for an instant, as if he heard a chuckle.
just like.
Something broke in his body.