Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly by - this unit is a bit bigger, but it doesn't stop me from lamenting the passing of good times.
While we are busy fighting violence, saving the world, maintaining peace, and protecting the people of Gensokyo from the fire and water, the carnival full of joy is quietly coming to an end. I ran back without finishing the farewell meal (in fact, I had already finished eating, but Sandora thought I was not full), but in the end I could only face the painful situation that the carnival had reached the last day.
At this moment, I really hate the time asymmetry between the worlds. It’s only been a few days, how can the carnival be over like this... Oh, it’s true that it’s been a few days.
The various activities during the festival have ended. Today is basically the day when visitors from all over the world pack up their things and go back to their homes to find their mothers. The 15-day festival has given them all kinds of addictions. The wonderful experience that is rare in the world or even only appears in literary works, and the magical life heard from friends in the brother world made them feel unsatisfied even after half a month of festivals, and even hoped that this carnival could continue forever Go on—the organizing committee really received a lot of proposals and other documents from Hongshijie, and the masses of the people suggested that the carnival should not end at all, so that Shadow City will become an eternal celebration paradise, and even become a veritable festival. The "heavenly city" is the right way, and Qianqian agrees with both hands and feet, but Sandora and I still have to regard it as a beautiful fantasy.
I'm already doing so much nonsense in normal times. If I want to celebrate the New Year all day long, with my group of smugglers who don't sneak around and smoke, how many city managers will die? At that time, I am afraid that the main army of the empire will have to allocate a division of troops to form an urban management brigade!
However, even though it was the end of the day, it was still during the carnival period, and the a little desertedness of some venues did not affect the entire festive atmosphere in Shadow City to continue to ferment. The visitors of Gensokyo arrived at Avalon yesterday. Under our personal guidance and the guidance of Artemis, they have already had a general understanding of the environment of the "mysterious side base camp" of the empire, and expressed 120,000 points for this new home. Satisfied, so that night, many monsters who urgently needed to arrange accommodation were sent over through the gate of the world at Hakurei Shrine. After registration, they moved in in the town next to the Fairy Forest (the nameless town has now been temporarily named Monster leader, I don't know who came up with this name, but it definitely didn't take more than a second for the namer), and many curious monsters began to wander in the shadow city, curiously looking at the "other" A world" grotesque scene, grasping the tailbone of the carnival, enjoying the novel life and lively atmosphere that they have never seen before. With the glory of his own shrine and identity, Hakurei Reimu also took this opportunity to become a tour guide in a down-to-earth manner. With the experience of working in Shadow City, he led his fellow villagers to wander around. It seems that he intends to take advantage of this opportunity Earn a fortune. During the Carnival, the number of people in Shadow City was already astonishing, and the population density in the bustling neighborhoods reached the point where any statistician would drink Sanlu angrily, so the sudden extra group of monsters quickly disappeared into the vast crowd. In the middle of the sea, their apparently new faces and rookie problems did not attract many people's attention. All in all—
From 7:30 in the morning, the cases of missing adults and children received by the Shadow City Neighborhood Committee began to soar wildly.
I always feel that the girl Lingmeng appeared in this world to lower the average morals of the people of my great empire. Can't she do something good for me occasionally
In addition, considering that it is impossible for Sandora and I to personally guide every immigrant from Gensokyo, the tour guide team organized by Artemis has now started working, and the follow-up fantasy of coming to this world The villagers are familiar with the world under their leadership. Today is their first day on the job. I don’t know what the heroic guides led by spearmen will end up with this task, but Artemis told The recent case of Cu Chulainn and Leonidas seems to be a little reassuring: Maybe after extreme personal misfortune, their mission may be lucky instead.
Originally, with my personality, although it is a pity that I couldn't enjoy the carnival to my heart's content, after completing such an exhausting expedition, it seems more cost-effective to lie down and sleep at home for a day, after all "The head of state is in poor health and needs to rest" was one of the few reasons that allowed me to skip the closing ceremony speech reasonably, but things didn't work out as I wished. I just fell asleep at 8 o'clock this morning when my vitality broke through the sky The little girl was dragged up, and the reason was to go shopping with her.
Qianqian feels a lot of resentment towards the fact that she can only spend so many days of the carnival by herself, and finally having such a joyous festival but not being able to mess around with her lover. Knowing this, although the soul deep inside is still fighting Yawn, I happily followed Qianqian out.
Because I know that with this girl's personality, if she really looks tired, she will definitely pout and ask me to go home and rest—even if I am wronged and regretful. Even though her nerves are thick, Qianqian is also a kind girl who knows how to care for others, but she is too careless in normal times to pay attention to the surrounding situation.
Walking hand in hand with Qianqian in the bustling venue, no one followed except for the jingle of the third candy after today's meal in his pocket, the two of them passed through the crowd like the most ordinary young couples. Come and go, no one can imagine the amazing identities behind these two people. Along the way, we watched street magic, watched roadside circuses, bought barbecue, ate candied haws, blown balloons, played air guns, and enjoyed the fancy billiards held by the Biberu family and the Zenith Stars (I was really hurt for those big iron balls) panic, their interests are too weird), and even bought two sugar figures from Kaios, who sells sugar. The feeling of leading a certain daughter in the family to play - coming out with Qianqian is so youthful.
After strolling around for a while, we came to an area where the flow of people was obviously sparse, and we stopped.
There is less traffic here because it is the territory of the Forsaken of Azeroth. Under the propaganda of the empire, the citizens of the macro world are not against the undead, but to be honest, this does not mean that ordinary people can accept A group of skeleton zombie ghosts live together. During the carnival, the Forsaken venues always have relatively little traffic. Except for performance artists, novelty hunters, and visitors from a world that has no humanoid creatures at all, there are few other races here.
Of course, in the past, he was feared by everyone as a scourge, and he was described in all textbooks as heinous, dark, cunning, bloodthirsty, and vicious. He often robs, kills, steals tombs, robs wealth, breaks up families, destroys marriages, pollutes the environment, and indiscriminately bullies female classmates. For the Forsaken who deflatedly put caterpillars in the teacher's chalk box, life is no longer ostracized and has many living friends. They are also a race that can endure loneliness, although Fifteen days into the carnival, there are few guests in my own venue, which does not affect their enjoyment of the festival, such as removing their own ribs and soaking them in ionized calcium water, planting mushrooms on the abominations, and throwing them with their own arms. Going out to tease zombie dogs and the like is a very good sideshow.
I think I understand why this place has so little traffic.
Cough cough, in short, what I want to say is that I met a familiar "person" here, even though I didn't recognize him at first.
It was a tall and very bony undead wearing a wide cloak that is common in Azeroth. Look at the exposed head, it was a skeleton. Beside him was a thin, shriveled zombie. What Qianqian and I couldn't help stopping was that the little zombie was wearing a brand new dress. The undead seldom pay attention to their appearance, because in theory they only have a more and more ugly development direction in terms of appearance. , but this little zombie was obviously well-dressed.
This strange pair was standing in front of a booth selling cave mushrooms, a specialty of the Undercity. The former was leading the latter to know the types of mushrooms, and they didn't seem to hear anyone coming behind them.
A name that was already a little vague came to my mind, and it became clearer and clearer because of the strange combination of the two Forsaken in front of me. Finally, I said uncertainly: "Zakon?"
The tall skeleton body in front of me who was leading the little zombies to learn about mushroom species shook for a moment. I could hear his ribs from the first to the twenty-fourth colliding with each other. Then the other person turned around slowly, and I finally saw the other person’s body. The face—damn, I still don't recognize it. You can't blame me. In this world, the only people who can tell the difference between two skeletons by their faces are medical graduates, and I am neither.
But this does not affect my confirmation of the other party's identity. The other party's response to my greeting shows that he is indeed the skeleton warrior named Zaken. When I led Anveena wandering in Tirisfal, the first person I knew a Forsaken.
I think of the unforgettable years of living with health problems such as air pollution and water quality decline in the circle city, and this bloody skeleton named Zaken who lives with his zombie daughter who has lost his soul. soldier.
I always thought he was dead: before the Salvation War started, the Forsaken faction suffered heavy losses due to Varimathras' early betrayal. When Sylvanas fled the city desperately, the surviving warriors even organized Not a standard legion, Zaken is just an ordinary skeleton warrior, and he stubbornly takes his daughter who has no soul at all. It stands to reason that it is impossible to survive that kind of battle.
"But luck favored old Zaken, Your Majesty," the skeleton soldier's chin clicked back and forth, and a small box tied around his neck issued a slightly hoarse but clear synthesized voice, "I and Nina We escaped unharmed in the 'sewers' we arrived in, we buried ourselves in a collapsed tomb that had already been inspected by ghouls, and only returned to the surface after the Salvation War had begun, by a human patrol deep into enemy territory. Rescue. Old Zarkon fought in the Salvation War, only losing a rib and a half."
I noticed that Zarkon raised his head proudly when he mentioned his participation in the Salvation War. This is the behavior of every soldier who survived the meat grinder on the battlefield of the Salvation War. Even if they were only responsible for cooking at the beginning, they would be regarded as legendary heroes who saved the world, not to mention that this old skeleton is very He fought those mutant demons on the frontal battlefield.
The unexpected reunion made me feel a little bit emotional. I remember that when I met Zaken, I was not very happy. I even kicked off a lot of his bones. Now the other party has become one of my subjects. I have to Feeling that the eyeballs are tricking people. The little zombie next to Zaken has been standing blankly, his yellow and swollen eyes are looking at this side without blinking. This is Zaken's daughter, and she was also the "vocal cord" of Zaken when he spoke, although he is not sane However, the old skeleton always thought that she was still alive, and proudly announced to everyone that his daughter was a good child who could do many things for her father. Two or three years later, Zaken has already used small household appliances from the Imperial Yangming Produced spiritual harmonic electronic soundtrack, the role of this little zombie may have completely become the follower of the old skeleton.
I have to admit, it's really hard for me to have any concern for a zombie, but Zacken obviously regards Nina as his heart, noticing my sight, the old skeleton stretched out his hand and gently pressed the little zombie's head, the latter The dull expression didn't change, but he blinked reflexively.
... winked!
I immediately looked at the skeleton in front of me with a strange gaze. If my memory is correct, this little zombie has lost her soul long ago because of her too weak spirit. "She" can move completely relying on Zaken's mind control. Seeing Nina make a blinking movement to respond to herself—the long-term psychological repression finally caused the great father to have a mental deviation, and turned into a twisted daughter? The world is really scary.
"Please don't use this kind of look," the old skeleton shook his head. I couldn't see the expression on his high-calcium face, but the other party's tone was a bit depressed, "Nina, call Your Majesty."
The little zombie was stunned for a while, then slowly and hoarsely said: "Your Majesty."
I looked at Zaken even more strangely.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, I actually want to say that Nina is recovering her memory..." the old skeleton said in an embarrassed but joyful tone, "Her soul is returning!"
"This is the best gift old Zakon ever got after his death. My Nina is coming back... Yes, her soul has been revived. This is the grace of the goddess! After the war in the Koprulu Sector, the Undercity Ushered in the Temple Knights of Archbishop Lilina, they were invited by the Queen of Darkness to solve the problem of self-decomposition that the undead have been plagued by for us, but an accident happened at that time—of course, now I think it is the will of the goddess to guide, a drop of holy water It fell on my Nina! At that time, I was terrified, thinking that my weak daughter could not bear such surging life force, and she would be purified into a cloud of smoke by the life power, but... "
"Then, she regained her sanity?" I was intrigued by this inspiring story and asked anxiously, but I didn't dare to tell the other party that the so-called holy water was actually the product of Jingdong's bath water diluted a hundred times.
"No, the situation wasn't so good at the time, but that night, I found that Nina would gradually approach me when she walked without her own command... I don't know what happened, but the Archbishop guided Old Zaken, she said: "Follow the Goddess, you can eat, drink, eat, eat, drink, have the right to save your bicycle without changing change", I think this is an exception from the Goddess to an undead creature. Since then, I have believed in the Goddess of Life... "
At this moment, I was shocked, with eyes almost worshiping, I began to baptize Zaken's eyes. This is the victory of a certain dark-bellied priestess, and that magical girl has developed a believer in the undead! And still using such a cheating way...
"I started to pray to the goddess, as an undead, I begged the goddess of life to give my daughter a new life. The abomination next door has been laughing at my abnormal belief, saying that one day I will be burned to death by my own belief, The Holy Goddess of Life can bless a filthy skeleton, unless she has the heart to cross the void to bless a bunch of cave mushrooms, but the next day the abomination was covered in mushrooms, so I prayed more determinedly— This is very effective. Every time I pray, my Nina will become more agile. Her soul is being gradually repaired by the power of the Goddess of Life. Two years of devotional offerings have not been in vain. I have received the best reward in the world: Nina can call her daddy again. I gotta say, she learned it a lot faster this time than when she was a kid, lol...”
The skeleton soldier smiled hoarsely. Although it was not very pleasant and mixed with a lot of noises with high calcium content, it was definitely the most sincere voice. The little zombie next to him still looked dumb, but occasionally he didn't know Shaking his head at a loss, he didn't seem to understand why his father was so happy. Looking at the undead father and daughter in front of him, for some reason, a certain sense of satisfaction suddenly came to him.
Anyway, my efforts seem to have really helped a lot of people.
But suddenly I remembered a very important question. Although I knew that this question was a bit cheating, my curiosity made me ask it involuntarily: "Then what, Zaken, let me ask you, when you pray... add your own suffix Do you have your name and address?"
Zaken was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Name and address? Why did you add that?"
At this moment, I don't know whether I should tell the other party, but Nina's recovery has nothing to do with his prayer in theory.