Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

It is a normal thing for butterflies to come after the fragrance of flowers, so when the two butterflies penetrated the glass window covered with ice flowers like sliding through the void, and landed lightly on the golden wheat-like stamens, the man in the white coat

He just smiled slightly to welcome the tiny creature, and then quietly grabbed the Maine Coon cat by the back of the neck to keep it away from the vase with sparse perfume lilies in it.

"Old man, don't pounce on everything you see. Go play with your yarn ball."

There was a chuckle in the air, and more and more butterflies broke through the window. It was like a rain of petals in the bright and clean room. The shimmering phosphorus wings outlined the youthful outline and warm eyebrows of the young man in the air.

, he looked at the grinning big cat with a curious and envious look, eager to try.

The man pinched the Maine Coon cat's thick pads and discussed in a serious manner, "Old man, be polite to your guests and let him touch your fur?"

Facing the big cat's reluctant eyes, Thoth stroked two handfuls of the slippery cat fur in flattery, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, "It's so good, my mother doesn't even allow me to keep a cat."

"My mother likes cats very much," the man said with a nostalgic look on his face. "Sometimes when I talk to her on the phone, she will hold her cat paw and press my face through the screen. I even feel that the cat is hers.

My own son."

"That's great." Thoth curled his lips childishly, "My mother can always come up with all kinds of reasons, why she loses her temper with playthings, why she doesn't have the energy to add water and food, why cat hair is not good for children, and why cats have

Bacteria can make children sick... She must have thought too far!"

The Creator chuckled: "Have you never imagined that you would have a child one day?"

"I'm only nineteen years old, I'm getting old thinking about this kind of mentality!"

"So do you prefer boys or girls? I mean, if you have your own child one day."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you're male or female. It mainly depends on your personality. Lively and reserved ones have their own advantages." Thoth struggled for a while, and finally said, "How about two? It doesn't matter if one is lively and naughty, and the other is quiet and sensible.

Lively children can play with quiet children, and quiet children can make lively children less likely to get into trouble."

"That makes sense."

The gossip ended here, and next came the time for teaching occult science. The mystery of the blasphemous slate was revealed in a casual tone on a rare sunny day in the snowfield. After an unknown period of time, Thoth's spirituality was touched.

"Sorry, someone outside the dream seems to be calling me, please leave first."

"goodbye."

The dream butterfly was gently held up by the sunshine, and the sunshine returned it to reality.

On January 3, Year 2 of the Creator Calendar, new content was added to the "Creation Ceremony".

"The angel of fantasy is the Lord's firstborn son. The Lord said that in the distant future, you will become the savior of all living things."

"The angel of time is the second son of the Lord. The Lord said, you are the god of cunning, the god of mischief, and the light when the end is coming."

The conqueror and the spy looked at each other, squatting and sitting down. Medici watched the little spy's head sinking into the haystack bit by bit, and the upper and lower eyelids were fighting fiercely, but he still managed to recognize it with his spiritual intuition.

Who was he to shout "Mr. Medici" angrily? Medici calmly put the words "get up, it's very damp here" back on the tip of his tongue and replaced it with, "Here."

I'll move my position."

Thoth moved unconsciously to the left or right about a meter, and the tall Medici leaned on the other half of the haystack, because the ground that had never been thoroughly dried by the showers was covered by a steady but yet steady stream of hay.

The warm current that would not ignite any grass stems gradually dried, reminding Thoth of the electric blanket necessary for winter, and couldn't help but silently sighed: "Hunters are so easy to use... Fire and frost have great power."

Suitable for heaters or air conditioners..."

"Uh...uh?"

"This breath...?"

"Mr. Medici?!"

"Finally awake?"

Thoth wiped two handfuls of saliva very quickly. The beetle that was lying on his head was fluttering its wings on his soft black hair. Medici took advantage of the moment when the other person lowered his head to grab this guy like a gust of wind and threw it out.

Far away.

"Although today is the Sabbath, how you rest is your own business, but sleeping before noon and dying like this is too lacking in vitality, right?" Medici glanced at him with a smile, "The Lord said the meaning of life lies in movement.

Especially a young boy like you."

Thoth hesitated to speak, and said to himself that he was actually quite energetic before, but his roommate would sleep until 10:30 on Saturdays and Sundays, and then would send messages asking for lunch. In fact, he himself was not very idle.

If you have the same personality as in the past, you can go to the movies, sit in a cafe, have a good meal, play badminton, and occasionally contract some "English homework writing" business on weekends... If you really don't want to sit in a chair and play with your mobile phone, that's fine.

excellent.

But in this world, there are really few entertainment options! It’s nothing more than listening to ditties, drinking, eating meat, arm wrestling, dancing, etc. And most of them happen at bonfire parties. It’s not that Thoth doesn’t like it.

Bonfire party or those enthusiastic and beautiful girls, but he needs some time to entertain himself. This was his habit when he was "Meng Bai".

Thoth quickly asked humbly: "What do young men of my age do on the Sabbath?"

"At your age..." Medici touched his chin and looked at him for a while, "You should be busy talking about love. Do you know Redmond? That guy is afraid that if he dies on the battlefield, his wife will become a child.

He became a widow, his children became orphans, and he never dared to get married. Now that the war is over, he started having romantic encounters again and again at bonfire parties."

"Ha, this kind of mentality is understandable..."

"No, you don't understand." There was a hint of hatred in Medici's eyes, "While others were busy holding the girl's hand at the bonfire party, you just tore off the largest piece of roasted whole lamb——

It’s like you haven’t had enough to eat. To be honest, did War Red abuse you?”

"Ahaha...how could it be?" The logistics of the legion have always been in place, and nothing will be missing. The soldiers can eat it in one bite, but Thoth always feels that the taste is too bland, and the roasted whole lamb with a lot of spices is just right for him.

mind.

"Forget it, if you are not interested in dancing, just go to the market."

"Market?" Thoth was stunned for a moment. After three months of military life, he had almost forgotten the concept of "shopping".

"Before June 1st of this year, the merits accumulated on the battlefield can be directly exchanged for goods in the market, didn't you know?"

Thoth blinked twice and stood up quickly.

"Lord Medici, please allow me to take my leave."