Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

Thoth woke up leisurely under the bitter orange tree, and Ourolius was painting beside him. When he saw Thoth waking up, his silver eyes just turned slightly, and then continued to look at his painting - just by virtue of this concentration

Thoth felt that the person who had just pulled him could not be Ourolos. He straightened up and touched a basket with his hand.

The bottom of the basket felt cold to the touch, as if it contained crushed ice. There were fruits on it, including yellow apricots, green and red lychees, bright red strawberries, and purple-black grapes... Thoth was surprised to find that all these

They are the ones he likes to eat. As a big foodie citizen, he is also very particular about the combination of food. In addition to those street snacks and big fish and meat, he also pays attention to eating fruits. In order to maintain the freshness of the fruits, he

There is even a refrigerator installed in the "Obscar" - although it cannot be refrigerated by electricity, the "Snow Girl's Frost Breath" allows it to make ice cubes at will, which is generally very convenient.

Thoth felt enlightened, smiled helplessly, picked up a grape and peeled it slowly, wondering how he could finish eating so many.

After eating a dozen grapes, he felt a little full, and shouted to Ourolius, who was still painting: "There are apricots, lychees, strawberries, and grapes, which one do you like?"

Ourolius showed a trace of confusion, but still answered the question seriously: "Strawberry."

"Then these are for you."

A breath of cold breath came out of Thoth's mouth, condensing the water vapor in the air into ice. Thoth put a few strawberries on the crushed ice and left with the fruit basket.

"Sir, sir?"

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

"It seems that the fatigue of rushing to the border is still on you." The consul looked at Thoth with caring eyes, "Were there any setbacks?"

"No, everything went smoothly." He felt himself raise the corner of his mouth awkwardly, "My companions cared about me very much, and the people of Yuecheng were also very enthusiastic. They welcomed us with songs, dances, wine and meat, and the host and guest had a great time. It was so happy." In power.

Before Guan moved his lips, he added, "It's just that I don't like horses very much. Although they are all well-trained military horses, they still made me dizzy."

The consul was surprised and said: "I don't mean to offend you, I'm just confused - shouldn't all warriors be good at riding?"

"If you are going for a long-distance attack, riding a horse is indeed a necessary skill." Thoth spread his hands helplessly, "But almost all extraordinary people who are demigods and above have the ability to move quickly, and their reaction and explosive power will also be qualitatively improved -

- This kind of breakthrough is not something that a horse can keep up with, and the saddle has become a constraint. I was already a demigod when I joined Lord Medici, so naturally I had no chance to master riding skills."

"So that's what happened." The consul sighed with novelty, "I didn't hear enough about it."

"Anyway, I'm glad you can continue to teach my children, Mr. Thoth."

"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty the Consul, but please call me 'Sidel' from now on."

"cedar?"

"You know, I have accumulated some military exploits on the battlefield," He finally decided to tell a little lie, "so the Lord gave me a surname."

In order to facilitate contact with War Red's colleagues, he took an honorary name and gave the name "Thoth" a deep mystical meaning - it would have been no problem to be a Sequence 3 at the time, but now he is a Sequence 0

Amanissis said that bad things will happen if you call the gods by their names in a language that echoes extraordinary power. Although the common language has become popular, places with long histories like the Kingdom of Gold and the Kingdom of Silver

It is still difficult to abandon the ancient giant language... just in case, it is better to bury the name "Thoth".

"That is a great honor!" The Archon was sincerely happy for Him. "It is said that the names given by the Lord often have profound meanings. How should we interpret the name 'Sidel'?"

"It means 'cedar'."

In the far east, the plant that often accompanies it is called cypress. In the past, people used "the lushness of pines and cypresses" to describe eternal youth, "the cold alliance between pines and cypresses" to describe friends in need, and "eating pine and cypress" to describe being extraordinary...

In short, the meanings of these two words are excellent.

"But the word 'pine' is used too generically." The oil smoke ink snaked out powerful strokes on the white paper. The man in the memory smiled and laughed as they faced each other, "It's not as unique as 'cypress', and...

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"and?"

"And the pine leaves are prickly, which is not good."

As he spoke, he licked his lips in the direction of his mother, who was sternly scolding a subordinate who had neglected his duties over the phone.

"Sir, sir...?"

"Sorry, I got distracted again."

"What are your plans for the future?"

"I made an appointment with the consul. When I come back, I will continue to teach his son until the end of the year. There are still three months."

"Have you decided?"

"No matter what happens, life must go on. Is there any reason why you can't just quit if you don't want to?"

"Mature mentality." The Creator nodded approvingly.

"It's just my current appearance...well, have I changed much?"

"The height has only changed by 0.3 centimeters, and the more obvious change comes from temperament..." The Creator paused, "But when you get along with others, you can spontaneously conceal these changes."

"That's good."

Pretending to be nonchalant is the skill of adults, while freely expressing emotions is the privilege of teenagers.