Butterflies flew from the sky and landed on the empty seats around the round table, transforming into beautiful girls wearing long dresses in the colors of butterfly wings. The girls also had wings on their backs, and after appearing in the light, they either smiled and saluted the gods, or looked at the four people shyly.
Mr. Lehman was startled for a moment and awkwardly fixed his hair with his hands. Sister Perry and Ms. Blackett seemed normal.
"Your wishes are nothing more than simple things to me. Since you risked your lives to come here and hold a banquet, I am naturally willing to fulfill your wishes."
Now, except for Xia De who has six petals in his hand, the other three have four petals in their hands, which means that everyone actually wins.
"I need final confirmation."
God looked at Shad:
"You have obtained the most petals. If you are willing, I can grant you one wish, any wish. Even if you want power, I can give it to you. So, do you really want to give up and give your wish to mortals?"
Ms. Brachett, Sister Perry, and Mr. Lyman all looked at Shad nervously. Shad just blinked and had the answer:
"Your wish must be very precious to me, but I have already made a promise - no matter who gets the most petals in the end, I cannot be counted as the winner. Since I have said it before, I naturally cannot regret it now."
The golden miracle light bloomed on Sister Perry and Ms. Blackett at this moment. The twelfth-level witch officially stepped into the thirteenth level. Sister Perry's face suddenly looked at least ten years younger. The witch's ladder appeared behind her. Although it was only a short level, it also meant that the road to transcendence was unfolding before her.
At the same time, probably because the power of the old god Thousand-Eyed Illusion Butterfly came from the ancient god Mother Earth, the two ladies both possessed the power of "the power of the earth" that Shade was very familiar with.
The power of Sister Perry is undoubtedly the "Power of the Earth, Field of Fertility", which was passed on to Luvia through her hand bones a thousand years later. As for the power of Ms. Blachette, Shade could not directly identify it, but fortunately, the ecstatic witch did not mind telling Shade about her new ability:
"Power of the Earth. Memory of the Land. Listen to the whispers of the earth and gain strength from the people buried in the earth. At the same time, when encountering abnormal land, consume the memories of the land that have been absorbed to reverse the abnormal land's condition."
This sounds very useful, but although it can also reverse the "Crazy Earth", it is not a specifically targeted power like Shade's "Healing Aura", so Shade doesn't know the specific details.
Besides, this middle-aged witch is from the Fifth Age, and Shade cannot guarantee that this power is still passed down in the Forgotten Order... ... After returning, he can ask Miss Lathers about it.
He thought to himself and raised the wine glass in front of him. The gods were looking at Mr. Laiman at this moment. The gods' gaze and his own excitement made the gentleman tremble all over. He knew that whether his dream could be realized depended on what happened next.
"Mortal, you want to win the favor of my butterflies, but it's up to you. I won't go against the butterflies' wishes, so I'll give you a chance. The people sitting at the table now are my butterflies. This banquet will last for three days and three nights, and before you leave, you can try to win the heart of one of them... If you are charming enough to take more than one away, I won't stop you."
The girls' laughter became one after another, and the clear sound was even more beautiful than the music playing in the sky. The gentleman, who was about thirty years old, had particularly bright brown eyes, very three-dimensional facial features, and slightly thick eyebrows. He was quite mature, and his face was already blushing. He hurriedly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and then he started coughing because of the choking.
The scene in front of him was so beautiful that it didn't seem like the mission of the Tree Father. Xia De had some doubts that this was all an illusion created by the old god, but he also knew that everything in front of him was real.
The witch Blackett quietly handed him a parchment scroll, which contained information about the ritual of contacting the Thousand-Eyed Illusion Butterfly. Shade only glanced at it, memorized the content, and returned the parchment to her - carrying such a thing around with him would be a big problem if he lost it.
"I heard that you don't love people very much."
There was not much time left, but Shade could still chat with people for a while. He asked his questions, and the beautiful god smiled and told Shade the answer:
"I don't love people, so I don't care about you, and I won't make any plans or plots against you. You have nothing to do with me, and whether I respond to your wishes or not has nothing to do with you."
"Is that so..."
Xia De nodded. This mission was a little different from any previous missions. But the similarity was that he had to experience another farewell.
Mr. Lyman, Ms. Brachett, and Sister Perry would all be seeing Shad for the last time. If nothing unexpected happened, it would also be the last time Shad would see them.
Although Mr. Laiman has not yet won the favor of those girls, Xia De knows that his mission has been accomplished. The white fog may appear behind him at any time, and this terrifying underground worm cave experience can be regarded as the most heartwarming one in all his time and space adventures.
The six pink and white petals beside him floated up, forming a blooming flower, and flew to Shade's palm. Shade looked at the god in surprise, and the god continued:
"I can't let Treefather's scroller leave empty-handed. This is an ordinary flower, but... maybe one day, it can play a role you can't imagine."
A green stem "grew" from the bottom of the flower, and Shade twisted the flower to thank the God of Butterflies. This was a souvenir for this time, not precious, but a gift from his three friends and the God.
Suddenly he looked at the three people who were attending the banquet. Ms. Blackett and the others were also looking at Shade:
"Are you leaving?"
"Yes."
"You won't come back again?"
Sister Perry asked as well.
"Yes."
"We can't express how grateful we are to you."
Mr. Lehman finally said.
Shade shook his head:
"Just like what the gods said - I help you, it has nothing to do with you."
"So, you are..."
Mr. Leiman was slightly surprised, but also somewhat looking forward to the answer. But before Xia De gave a response, he shook his head:
"No, you don't have to tell us who you are. But don't you really want something from us?"
Shade thought for a moment, then said to Miss Blackett:
"If you still remember me and what happened here after you leave here, please pass on the power of the earth to the Forgotten Cult."
"No problem, the earth will remember everything."
The witch said.
Shade said to Sister Perry:
"Sister, you don't have to do anything for me. Just... thank you for everything."
The middle-aged nun who looked younger nodded thoughtfully.
Finally, Shade said to Mr. Lyman:
"Perhaps in a long, long time, I will go looking for your descendants. Your family can last for a long time, longer than you can imagine. Perhaps you can leave some marks for your family that can be passed down. Of course, just do your best and don't make it too difficult. We have to believe in the gravity of fate. If we are lucky enough, we may have met your descendants before I know it."
"I understand sir. I will make the butterfly the new emblem of my family."
Mr. Laiman said seriously:
"Just as you fulfilled your promise. This is my promise, and I will fulfill it. The earth will bear witness to it."
"Oh, don't be so serious. My friend, you just have to do what you can do."
After saying that, Xia De stood up:
"God, please allow me to make a proposal."
He spoke to the god, and after the beautiful god nodded slightly, he raised his wine glass high. The butterflies fluttered around his arms, and the music played corresponded to the tides of the butterflies:
"It is fate that has given us the opportunity to gather here and present our respective songs and poems under the witness of the gods. Perhaps we will never have the chance to meet again after leaving here, but this does not prevent us from enjoying the moment of the banquet. Friends, please raise your glasses together at this time in the autumn of the 4791st year of the Fifth Era to commemorate this banquet that is equally grand and important even though no one knows about it."
Ms. Brachett, Sister Perry, and Mr. Lyman also raised their glasses:
"Celebrate this moment of meeting and toast to each other."
The four of them clinked their lips in the air, then raised their heads and drank the red wine in one gulp.
Stranger, you feel the "miracle".
Flowers and butterflies are the offspring of the earth. The colorful lights and bizarre fantasies are the last moments of the whispers of the past. When the butterfly god looks down at the earth, perhaps what she sees is just the dreamland left by the earth.
Your spell, Earth Power and Healing Aura, has been enhanced. Added new casting material: flower petals. When using soil and flower petals to cast spells at the same time, the casting cost is reduced and the casting effect is improved.
"I am the only ordinary person among us, but I will try my best to remember this adventure and this experience that will be engraved in my soul. Cheers to everyone!"
Mr. Laiman was a little excited, but also a little melancholy. When he put down his glass with an excited look on his face, he clearly saw the butterfly girl sitting diagonally opposite him, blinking at him curiously and shyly.
Thick white fog appeared behind Shad. Mission accomplished, it was time for him to leave.
Xia De placed the cup firmly on the table and formally said goodbye to the god:
“Can they return to their hometown safely?”
"Yes."
"Please allow me to express my gratitude again. This banquet is really good. I have participated in blood banquets twice and fought with the blood-sucking Duke at a drinking party, but those banquets are not as good as yours."
He spoke sincerely, and the Butterfly God smiled and said:
"Perhaps you can save your words of praise for the two beautiful red butterflies imprisoned in your palms. Dear visitor who is being watched by the Tree Father, I can give you one last reminder for the next banquet you are about to host."
If nothing unexpected happens, this should refer to the chosen one's ceremony "Feast of Mother Earth".
"Please go ahead."
"A dangerous creature is trying to use the party to come into the material world. You must be prepared for this..."
Shade blinked:
"Yes, I understand."
He bowed again, said goodbye to his new friends, and then turned and walked towards the white mist.
When Shade completely disappeared, the god sighed in boredom:
"Interesting stories are always rare. This opportunity may only come once before the end of this era. It's great to be illuminated by the silver moon..."
The butterfly group appeared next to Sister Perry with a silver flute:
"Take this to your grave, and he will receive this gift."
"Yes."
The nun said solemnly, holding the silver flute tightly:
“That’s my promise.”
Witch Blackett also whispered:
"I will also remember my promise."
Mr. Leiman pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to ask the god:
"I am willing to pay the price, just to keep this memory after I leave here, and leave clues for that gentleman to guide his descendants."
"Paying a price to preserve the memories? For what?"
God asked the man.
"promise."
Mr. Leiman suppressed the fear and trembling that his body instinctively felt due to being watched by the gods:
"Although I am just an ordinary person, I cannot compare to the witch or that gentleman, but I must fulfill my promise. I am a human being just like them, and this is... a human promise."