Chapter 429 Christmas Eve, Daisy's visit
The towering castle spire of Jiandong Castle is hidden in the heavy snow on Christmas Eve. Yeats pushed open the glass window of the main building and looked at the smile that caught his eyes, and was puzzled for a moment.
Daisy flew in front of the windowsill, wearing a red and white Santa Claus hat, still wearing a gray long dress with curves, and smiled and said, "How about it, I'll send you Christmas blessings. Are you very happy?"
Daisy's sudden visit on Christmas Eve, which really surprised Yeats. He said intently that he didn't play according to common sense. This is Daisy's style!
I just thought it was the enemy coming and I set up a battle.
Yez shook her head helplessly, put away her magic gun, and said, "In this case, we don't have to celebrate Christmas, right? That is clearly a festival set by the Holy See."
Daisy raised a slender finger and shook it in front of Yez, saying that it was not the case, pretending to be profound: "What is important is not the festival, but the happiness brought by the festival... Or are you not happy to see me?"
As he said that, Daisy blinked at Yeats, with a bit of teasing look in her dark gray eyes.
Ye Zhi said silly: "Come in first and then talk about it."
Get out of your position and give Daisy the space to enter the bedroom. "Can you really go in?" Daisy raised her chin and glanced into the bedroom, "It's a big holiday, didn't you sleep with your two little girlfriends?" "I'm actually quite a traditional person." Yeats' answer was plausible.
"The boring man... let me... hey..." Daisy crawled into the bedroom through the window.
The tall figure is slim and orderly, Yeats's eyes can't help but attract it. It falls on his waist and hips that are still outside the glass window, and there are some bad associations in his mind.
Daisy stood beside Yeats, patted the snowflakes on her body, glanced at Yeats who was looking away, and said, "Why is your face red?"
"Don't care." Yeats coughed lightly, "Is there anything important to come to see me this time?"
"If there is no important thing, you can't come to you?" Daisy asked back.
"That's not..."
"Oh, there is indeed something important..." Daisy said pretending to be serious, "Send Christmas gifts to the gods and contact friendship... The importance of this matter is self-evident!"
After saying that, Daisy smiled and had a wide variety of charm.
Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, smiled, and nodded, "I agree that this matter is very important."
At this time, Daisy looked upward, reached out and fiddled with the little white ball of the Christmas hat drooping in front of her, and said, "I almost forgot... I should have changed my clothes to suit the situation."
She patted her hands gently, and a misty mist suddenly appeared around her, covering her body.
After a moment, Daisy turned around, changed into a red and white Christmas dress, and looked at Yeats with a smile: "How is it, does it look good?"
Yeats' heart moved, and he nodded honestly and said, "It looks good."
Daisy is tall. When her human image doesn't speak, she is just a melancholy and deep gray curly haired lady. As soon as she opens her mouth, she becomes a silly person.
Daisy, who was changing into a gift at this moment, gave Yeats a wonderful sense of déjà-
Daisy Christmas five-star limited gift attire!
"I guess I can't get this card without spending a few orders..." Yeats complained in his heart.
"Okay, the next highlight is the highlight."
Daisy seriously created a beautifully packaged gift box, held it in both hands, and handed it to Yeats.
"Here, the gift to you-"
Yeat glanced at Daisy vigilantly and said, "This gift box will not be empty, and then tell me that only smart people can see the gift...a similar thing?"
"How is it possible? Your imagination is too rich, haha!" Daisy's laughter seemed a little guilty. "No matter what, I'm very happy even if I receive the empty box..." Ye Zhixin said, after all, I'm not Xun Yu, and I'll be autistic when I receive the empty box.
Reveal the ribbon on the box and Yeats opens the gift box.
I saw that there was a small gift box in the gift box.
Yeats raised his gaze speechlessly, facing Daisy's big eyes and small eyes, and the air seemed to be silent.
Daisy encouraged:
"Hurry, continue to open it?"
"The precious things are placed at the bottom!" Daisy said with confidence.
Yezhi was silent for a while, probably guessing Daisy's trick, but because she came from far away and decided to make her happy in order to make her laugh.
Open the gift box of the smallest number, and there is a smaller gift box inside... After repeated, as Yeats' expression became heavier, Daisy's smile became happier and happier.
In the end, the gift box was so small that it was almost invisible that it could no longer be split. The moment Yeats touched the gift box with his finger, a message appeared in front of him:
"Daisy gave the Mist God a gift! Combined with sundae gift box!"
Yeat's tone was strange: "I thank you..."
"No need to thank you~ as long as you are happy~" Daisy smiled.
"You are the only one who is happy."
"Where did you laugh at me?"
"I was so angry!"
"Oh, don't be angry." Daisy pinched Yeats' shoulder with cold fingers, leaned against his ear and exhaled, her tone with a bit of expectation, as if a child who longed for recognition, "Don't you think my gift is very creative?"
Yeat's ears were itchy, and she was silent for a moment, and said:
"It's really interesting... I can help you improve it and make it a new toy that is popular on the mainland."
"Oh?" Daisy blinked, her tone was excited, and her fingers increased some strength, "Tell me quickly!"
Yeats then told the general image, gameplay and details of "Russian nesting dolls" and said:
"This new toy is called [city dolls]... It has never appeared on this continent... Just treat it as a new toy you invented yourself... You can gain some of the power of faith, which is better than nothing."
Daisy's eyes lit up and she smiled and said:
"It should be said that it was invented by me and the God of Mist!"
"Is the nesting doll?" Daisy's eyes shining and rubbed her palms. "It sounds very interesting, um...I plan to use it as my holy relic!"
Mamen has been lying on the high wardrobe, with dark hair hidden in the dark perfectly. She silently watched the conversation between the two with a pair of golden eyes, and suddenly said:
"Yats, you can send someone to make a batch of nesting dolls and stockpile them. When the Goddess of Mist announces that they will use nesting dolls as their new holy relic, they will sell all these nesting dolls in one fell swoop!"
Mamen's eyes were filled with a greedy golden light: "Although it's not a huge fortune, you can make a small profit!"
"Then I'll let my believers have one!" Daisy and Mamen hit it off.
It's really unlucky to be a believer in the mist, and he's still playing with his own goddess... Yeats was in a complicated mood and looked at Mamen, who was already planning how to raise the price.
It’s worthy of being you, the capitalist Mamen!
The night is late and the people are quiet.
Yeats dressed in a crimson duke's satin coat, stewed Daisy a stove of red wine in the spacious living room, and sat opposite her on the sofa on both sides of the coffee table.
The two chatted about their recent situations over the past few months.
"The fog faith spreads very smoothly on the other side of Black Reef Harbor, thanks to your fog god who saved the port in front of the sea beast..."
Daisy sipped the warm black tea, squinted her eyes comfortably, curled the corners of her lips, and said softly:
"Then, I went to the New World again, which is really a warm and rich place... Even the magic and elemental power are much stronger than the old world."
"But the local gods are very weak, they are indigenous gods on the material plane. In today's era, there is only the level of the holy realm-" Daisy looked at Yeats and smiled, "When you achieve the holy realm, it's more than enough to be an indigenous god in the New World."
"What does an indigenous god mean? Why do gods still divide local and foreign ones?" Yeats asked.
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Daisy raised her two fingers and said slowly: "There are probably two ways to become a god, innate and acquired. Some gods are manifested by faith, magic, and nature. They are born to rule a certain law, or are descendants born from the gods, inheriting the blood of the gods."
"Acquired, oneself ascends to the throne step by step, and becomes a god with the human body... just like you."
"Indigenous gods generally refer to innate gods derived from the material plane, and do not belong to any side of heaven and hell." Daisy said, "This pure energy body is an excellent supplement to some gods... The apostles of heaven once hunted indigenous gods on a large scale, devouring their divine nature, and enhancing their own divine nature. Now there are not a few indigenous gods left on the material plane. Because the road is long, a few of them survived by chance."
"But..." Daisy laughed strangely, "They will suffer the consequences after the new route is opened."
Yez couldn't help but think of the history of the Native Americans being massacred by European fleets. "It turns out that Daisy has been traveling around the New World these days." Ye Zhi thought to herself, "No wonder she didn't see her making a new flower job..."
At this time, the topic shifted to Yeats. Daisy looked at her beautiful eyes and looked at Yeats, commenting: "You have grown very well in your strength these days. You have actually obtained several kinds of powers from the demon gods of hell..." "If you hadn't had divine blood on your body and were not a so-called demigod hero, you would have been able to achieve the Holy Land long ago." Daisy said with some regret.
It is much more difficult for a mortal body to achieve the holy position than those heroes who are born with demigod blood.
No matter which country's epic myth, the heroes who can establish meritorious deeds are all descendants born from the combination of gods and humans, which can be seen in the Western theory of bloodline.
Of course, a large part of the reason for emphasizing the theory of bloodline is to ensure the legitimacy of the right of inheritance, including the actual considerations of protecting property and overlapping powers.
In just less than three years, Yeats was able to grow from a layman in the extraordinary field to a top knight in the mainland today. In Daisy's opinion, it was quite incredible.
"The Holy Son was not a saint at birth. He had gone through the journey of saving the world, betrayed, and returning from resurrection. This period of climbing to the long-term level of God helped him become a god." Yeats smiled, "I am more imagining than having divine blood and becoming a god with his own strength."
Daisy's eyes fluttered, with a hint of favor, holding his chin with a slender hand, and asked softly:
"Then what's interesting? Is there anything interesting happening around you these days?"
Yeats thought that there was nothing special about it, so he told Daisy about a series of old things, including hunting Hydra, participating in the Ariniel trial, reunion with the wild hunting...
Daisy listened attentively and would laugh out loud when she was in the exciting part of the story.
Yez scratched his head, not knowing where the laughter was...
Maybe, Daisy's definition of interesting is different from that of ordinary people! "Then I plan to go to the Assyrian region next, and I want to kill the monster Minotaurus, who is entrenched in the maze, and recycle the lustful ritual vessel."
Yeats concluded: "Maybe this is an ordinary day when the gods chose."
"This is called ordinary? Don't you think you will always be involved in some strange things?" Daisy asked back.
Ye Zhi was slightly stunned.
Indeed... part of this is because of my own initiative, and the other part... is like a male protagonist in the novel, which is forced to be physically irritated! "Sure enough, you can always bring new fun, Yeats!" Daisy smiled.
"When I was visiting the New World, I was so bored without you."
Daisy pursed her lips and then looked at Yeats passionately:
"Only you, my fog god's choice, can I always feel fun when I am by your side!"
Ambiguous words, combined with the scorching gaze, the hot red wine in the furnace was bubbling.
The charming gray-haired beauty, her eyes fluttered and her smile was kind, which made Yeats a little dazed in an instant.
Daisy...is indeed pretty...
Yeats's mind suddenly came to his mind. "It's worthy of being a woman who can be your mother." Zhuanya Rui commented, "Compared to the two little girlfriends, Daisy will accompany you for Christmas."
Yeats: "..."
There is another fire, right?
Daisy lowered her head and leaned her fingers and said, "In other words, in the bottomless pit, at least there will be people from all directions in the convergence of people... the apostles of heaven, the demons of hell, the king of wild hunting that they are a soldier, and the nightmare demon Abaton, whom no one likes..." Daisy took a deep breath, and a light shone in her eyes.
"This is so interesting! Yeats, I want to go too!!"
Yeat choked and said, "You won't want to say that it's worth the death to see the tense and exciting battle between gods and demons, right?"
Daisy smiled and said, "Don't you understand me very well!"
No matter what, the tour of the bottomless pit, with Daisy's joining, it can add a point of chance of winning.
Soon afterward, at Daisy's semi-hard request, Yeats agreed to let her join the trip to Assyria.
Because the number of people in Snow Owl's long-distance teleportation technique is limited, teleportation can also increase the distance when there are fewer people. For efficiency, Yeats originally planned to go there alone.
But Daisy in front of her was just a wisp of mist that turned into divine... She could even enter Yeats' soul domain and live next to the tree of life for a while.
In Yeats' soul domain
"Ah, puppy!" Daisy touched the giant wild hunting wolf, which was formed by the magical divine nature of the wild hunting, like the demon wolf Fenriu, and reached out and said, "Come on, hold the claws!"
The giant wild hunting wolf was darkening his face and obediently delivered his claws to Daisy.
The strange guests have increased!
"Fettan, how can I avoid getting lost in the Mino Taurus maze?"
Yeats has always hated the maze in the game to the core. It is common for him to go around for a long time. Fortunately, the Fish of Wisdom has a unique advantage in solving puzzles.
The Wisdom Fish Feitan replied: "When I encounter a wall that cannot be opened from this side, I can crack the rune array on the wall and open it directly, so it is not easy to get lost."
Yeats: "..."
What a practical ability!
(This chapter ends)