: The third year story 057, rain

(Note: The following communication is all unknown.)
The huge creature flapped its wings, and the wings composed entirely of water brought up a flowing air current. It raised its chest, as if its eyes could see through everything, and after turning away the frozen Quilin, it slowly said: "It's really hard to imagine that I will see your old friend when I wake up. And, I can't even imagine that the research mad who used to play with life wantonly would now beg me for a human being. This is really not something that a proud soul doctor can do."
Campa smiled. He moved his hand away from the icicle and looked at the huge creature named silver with his hands on his back.
"I didn't expect that the Mercury Dragon, who has always regarded himself highly, would allow a small beast to freeze himself? Is your strength already compromised, or are you too lazy to even get up and move to find it troublesome?"
"trouble."
The Mercury Dragon answered without hesitation.
"Oh, I guessed you would say that. So now, you have woke up from a long hibernation. What are your plans next?"
"Huh, what's your plan?"
The behemoth raised its head and looked at the top of its head, and its tone began to slowly become colder: "If someone runs into your house without authorization, and then builds a house and digs tunnels, what are your plans? These humans have already I've lived long enough, and it's time to be swept out by the owner."
The Water Wings stretched out as far as possible, and the wide wings almost occupied the entire cave!
Campa did not say anything to these answers. He just continued to smile, waiting for the next answer. He knew that this behemoth would definitely do so without hesitation if he changed to the previous one. But now, it will never do so.
"but!"
The hydrofoil was retracted, and the beast's eyes showed reverence and respect.
"I didn't expect that the little master was also one of the residents. Campa, you should tell everyone in this city, because of the little master, I can tolerate them continuing to be a guest with me."
Campa smiled slightly and nodded slightly: "I'll say it. In addition, because that monster blocked all your breath in this cave, the city above is already in severe water shortage. Even for the little master, you Can you be generous and rain a little bit?"
"……………………This is no problem. But..."
The behemoth of water suddenly took a step. It lowered its head, keeping its sight parallel to Campa. At this moment, its eyes suddenly lost respect and reverence, instead they were full of vigilance and guard!
"Soul Doctor Campa, put the matter of the little master aside. Regarding that...big man, what is going on?!"
Of course Campa knew what this behemoth was talking about. He smiled again and said, "Yin, you should know what's going on."
"You mean let me leave it alone?!"
This giant beast suddenly raised its head, its eyes became stern, and its wings opened again, seeming to hear something that made it extremely angry!
"Are you sure? Are you sure that the child can resist the temptation of the Demon Race and will not become the next Demon King?! Because of the enchantment set by the'Mistress', neither race can perceive the little master's Exist. But if you directly arrange for the little master to live with the child, the bet... is too big."
The smile on Campa's face gradually disappeared. He lowered his head and began to think. And that giant beast was also waiting patiently, waiting for him to give himself a satisfactory answer.
"We......must bet."
Campa raised his head again, the look on his face was like abandoning everything, but also like the last gesture.
"Yin, I ask you. If you leave the little master to you, are you sure you can protect her from the horrible things that will happen in the future?"
".................."
The monster did not answer. It lowered its head and seemed to be thinking about the answer to this question.
"You can't. And neither can I." Campa closed his eyes. "Neither you nor I have the courage to bear this burden, nor the power to deal with the facts. Once, I have also wondered if it should be. While the little master still doesn't know anything... kill her. Then, postpone the arrival of the judgment day."
"But I can't make up my mind. I don't know if that is right or wrong, and the result is good or bad. During the time I was hesitating, the little master has become very familiar with the child."
The giant beast paused for a moment, then finally sighed--
"Ah... Campa, let me ask you one more sentence. Are you really sure that the child's current growth path is correct? He will not be on the throne of the demon lord someday in the future?"
"I do not know."
Campa raised his head, thinking about all the deeds that the child had done before: "I really... don't know. Maybe, it's not necessarily because I made the birth of the demon lord in one hand."
"Heh, really a bold bet." The giant beast snorted coldly.
Campa smiled again and shook his head. "I was also surprised by this gamble. But on the other hand..." Campa pointed to the icicle standing on the right paw of the giant beast and the inside. Quilin said with a smile: "Since you don't want to leave for a while, then within this time, this child will have to take care of you."
The giant beast raised his head suddenly: "I take care of it? Why?! Isn't this the job you promised?"
"Hehe, I am the principal of a college in the city above your head. It is impossible to run here all day long. Are you not empty? Anyway, idle is idle. Besides, this is an order from the little master. ."
Campa pointed to the frozen flower on Quilin's chest and smiled.
"You...huh! Soul doctor, sometimes I really regret why I am in the same camp as you. If our positions are different, now I have an excuse to kill you."
"Hahahahaha! Then, it will work! Old friend!"
In the quiet cave, there is no more dialogue. In the cave that was still very bright, the ice finally melted into water. Darkness also began to replace the original light here, spreading...

On the last day of the year, everyone discovered a fact. The sky over the wind blowing sand city is no longer shining brightly, but is covered with thick clouds. The air was also full of the smell of water, moistening people's dry throats. Many people stick out their tongues to add mist on the metal as soon as they go out, greedily sucking them in.
No one knows why the air has become so humid. When the miners came to the lake in the park again, they found that all the caves here had been buried due to a collapse. But that’s okay. People dig holes to find water. Now it’s going to rain. It doesn’t make much sense to dig or not.
However, unlike the celebrations of the commoners, a funeral was quietly held in the imperial city. The former head of the Sixth Knights had a malignant tumor. Because he went to the mine alone to dig a well, he was unfortunately buried by the collapsed earth and rock, giving his precious life to the empire. At the funeral, the King of Bucks, who personally canonized him as a knight, also rarely attended once and offered a eulogy to the 44-year-old knight chief. It was announced that he would be named the chief knight of the royal family, and may he sleep peacefully.
However, this is only a small episode after all. The whole city is still shrouded in an atmosphere of celebration. People began to kneel down and pray to heaven, hoping that the rain would fall sooner. Seeing that the clouds accumulate thicker and the humidity in the air gets bigger and bigger, everyone is heartily praying to the "god" and thanking the great for his gift.
When, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when!
Twelve bells rang in the thick night. This also symbolized the end of 1182. As the bell rang, there were not only the singing and dancing of the Holy Eve Festival, but also...
"Oh! Ahhhhhhh~~~!"
"………………It's raining."
"Oh~! Ooo, ah~oo! Ah~oo!"
The pouring rain that nourishes the earth. He is located by the window, quietly admiring the idiot of the rain, and bread.
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