Him and It_Mrs. Lianhe【Complete】(332)
The messenger bowed his head sincerely, without any response. Earlier, they thought they were going to die here, but now that they had received sacrifices from noble families and were accompanied by abundant wealth, they had nothing to complain about.
The incense was slowly blowing, and in the unconscious sleep, Xie Ning was rolled up by the old woman with the blanket. Just as she was about to sneak the person out of the temple, the wet nurse saw the painting book on the bedside. Out of her yearning for beauty, a kind of greed suddenly arose in her heart, so she stuffed the painting book into her chest without authorization and ran away. Toward the coast.
The oracle cannot be ignored or delayed. Philion knows this very well. Therefore, he jumped on the ship of Cilicia early, just waiting to escort Doros.
Under the dim light of the torch, he saw the old woman carrying a roll of blankets walking towards her, her eyebrows showing deep wrinkles.
"Leave it to me." He said that he could not criticize Anthea's approach. This treatment was already very gentle for the liar identified by the oracle.
Just as the nurse was about to leave, Philion saw the front of her dress with sharp eyes. The hero suddenly stretched out a free hand and grabbed her collar irresistibly.
"Old man, don't do anything that will make you regret." He said gloomily, "That is not your thing. Even if he is a liar, it does not prove that your stealing behavior is correct."
Suddenly, the wet nurse's face turned red with shame. She hurriedly took out the drawing book, handed it to Philion with the pen inserted in it, and ran away without looking back.
With the son of the river god sitting in charge, the west wind brought a steady wave. Carrying Xie Ning, the Cilicia ship quickly set sail, its sails were full, and it sailed towards their destination like arrows. However, the people of Eleusis did not know about it, and King Esson was even there. In a coma, it was impossible to judge the results of Anthea's resolute handling.
The waves crashed, and Xie Ning was woken up by the sound.
What's going on, he thought vaguely, the prince turned into a frog, and the bed turned into a cradle? Or is it that there was an earthquake and I was shaking on the bed again and again?
"you're awake."
A deep male voice came from the side. Xie Ning struggled to open her eyes. She immediately felt a splitting headache and couldn't help but take a breath of air.
However, what he saw was not the sleeping bed or the dome of the temple.
Where am I? He suddenly became alert and found Philion sitting not far from him, spinning a dagger in his hand.
Why are you here? Why is this place so bleak? It swayed again, and there was a salty smell of the sea, and the smell of sour wood came from the wind...
After reacting, Xie Ning's eyes widened.
...I'm on board? !
"You are not the messenger of Pan," Philion said slowly. "The oracle of Apollo has revealed that you are not the descendant of any god."
Xie Ning was in panic, and when she heard words such as "Apollo's will", "not", "god" and "messenger", her heart went cold.
The second boot finally landed.
Indeed, I am not the so-called son of God. That berry can cure diseases, so I am lucky. I've been cheating on you for three months, just think of me as a loser with no ambition! In short, I don’t have any skills to survive in the wild... The truth is the truth, and sooner or later it will be exposed.
However, Xie Ning still felt a dull pain in her heart.
He couldn't find his way home. After spending three months here, he had already unconsciously placed all his feelings on this kind and simple capital. He was truly happy for people's recognition and love, and he would never forget that when he was helpless, it was the old king who accepted him and gave him a place to stay.
"Princess Anthea has made a decision," Philion continued, seeing his eyelashes trembling. "She is determined to banish you and let you go to Cilicia instead of her clan."
After struggling to translate this sentence in his mind, Xie Ning was struck by thunder and looked horrified.
Anthea wants to send me to Cilicia? She...did she send me out as a sacrifice? In just one night, she sent me to the ship to Cilicia?
You, why are you being unreasonable? !
He was filled with grief and anger, but could not utter a single word.
In terms of emotions and logic, Antheia is the daughter of the king. Although she did not directly say "I am the son of God!", she has accepted the favor for so long. In this slave society, she could really expel herself from the capital with just one word and wait for death outside.
What else can be done now? The ship has sailed, and they are drifting on the boundless sea. They are guarded by a fierce man who can kill a cow with one punch... I'm almost a kid. I want to convince Philly. Is that possible?
He sat dejectedly in the cabin, losing all courage to defend himself.
This revealed identity disrupted all Xie Ning's arrangements. His original plan was to focus on building his reputation in Eleusis. Anyway, areas that believe in polytheism have a strong religious atmosphere. Whether it is painting or sculpture, there is always no shortage of opportunities to work in temples. , when he became a famous painter in the world and saved enough capital, he could repay the old king's kindness and travel around the country to find a way back home.
At this moment, Xie Ning is living alone, with an uncertain future. The future he has weaved for himself is like a fragile bubble. Only the afterglow before it breaks is colorful and wonderful.
Tossing and turning, the sea surface was as level as a mirror, and the ship was escorted by the strong wind. The envoy's ship sailed for only a week before arriving at its destination, the rumored kingdom of Cilicia, a powerful, arrogant, and unprovoked violence.
When disembarking from the boat, Fei Luweng, who was silent all the way, untied Xima Chun, who was embroidered with gold thread, without saying a word, put it on Xie Ning's body, and wrapped it around his hand holding the sketchbook.
"Whether you are a liar or not," he said, "I will always be tolerant to the dying. I will intercede with Xothoth and ask him not to embarrass you and give you treatment consistent with your current status."
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