"When did you arrive at Slaver's Bay? Who sent you here? "Meiji looked at Messiah and asked curiously.
After breakfast, the Dragon Queen once again began her routine bombing mission.
Big Bear had accompanied his aunt for the entire afternoon yesterday. Today, he also needed to go to work.
After a while, only Meiji and Messiah were left at the long wooden table.
Before the Dragon Queen left, she told them to go down at around ten o 'clock. The dwarf had worked very hard last night and was resting at the moment.
"It's been several months. Uncle Tyrion sent me here to be the Queen's hostage. He even had her treat the injuries on my face," Messiah touched her smooth and delicate cheek and said with a complicated expression.
"Injuries?" Mei Ji looked over with rapt attention and finally saw a faint red mark under the delicate milky white skin. Following the mark, she saw a broken earlobe.
"I am the White Saintess of the Temple of the Seven Gods," Messiah pulled on her loose white priestess gown. "Sister Ashara taught me the 'Seven Stars Bible'. The Queen helped me condense the Holy Priestess' Seal. I can use a weakened version of Holy Healing before I become a Saint.
Then, she had me heal the injuries on my face myself.
Previously, even my ears and nose had fallen off. Now, they are slowly recovering every day. "
Only Saints with 200 piety points would be able to receive divine blessings from the Holy Mother. Messiah was clearly not enough.
Danny opened a small back door for such people. It was the Holy Priestess' Seal that solidified the divine power into a runic imprint.
With this imprint, one could use a simplified version of Holy Healing by paying a higher percentage of the divine power usage fee.
The Saints had to pay 50% of the power of faith. 75% of the power of faith generated by the Holy Priestess' prayers would go to Big Black.
Meiji had heard about Holy Healing and the Holy Priestess' Seal from Sansa. Thus, she was not surprised. Instead, she did not understand why Messiah would be so seriously injured. "Who could possibly injure you in the King's Landing? Could it be Joffrey? I heard that he's very crazy. "
Eh, don't doubt it. Meiji truly did not know that Messiah was sent to Dorne by the dwarves for a marriage alliance. She also did not know that Dark Star had injured her.
This was the true speed of information in the Seven Kingdoms when there were no messenger crows to deliver letters.
Messai only hesitated for a moment. Then, she roughly recounted what she had experienced in the past few years.
"Sigh, it's fortunate that you didn't return to King's Landing. The Dark Star is just an exception. Now, King's Landing is …
Your brother Tommen is dead, you know?
The King's Landing is in chaos right now. Even the King has been murdered, and we still haven't found the murderer. "Mei Ji sighed.
Messai's eyes reddened. She nodded and said, "I heard from Big Sister Larissa that Toman is still so young and naive. He doesn't know anything …"
"Aiyah, Messai is crying?" Suddenly, a little girl's voice sounded from the Chinese roses.
"Who, who's there? The Mother Bear was shocked. The flowers were only knee-high and could be seen through at a glance. They could not hide a living person at all.
She rubbed her eyes and looked around. It was empty except for the two of them.
"I've seen a deviant ghost!" Mother Bear's face was a little pale.
"It's Little Fog. She's in the Chinese rose bud." Then, she stood up and ran over to the flowering shrub. She extended her finger and gently poked an egg-yolk-sized pink flower bud.
"Bam!" The flower bud suddenly bloomed. A small ball of red smoke flew out from the stamen and quickly expanded to the size of a sunflower. A little girl's face was revealed in the center.
"I'm listening to the language of flowers. Why are you disturbing me?"
"Ah —" Mei Ji exclaimed. She pointed at the face formed by the fire mist and said in shock, "What kind of fairy is this? She can even speak human language. "
"She's called Little Fog. She's not a fairy … Hmm, she can be considered a fairy. She's a tree fairy that the Queen picked up in the Sosros Rainforest." Messai said.
"I'm not … Bam!" The fire fairy suddenly shrunk into a ball and then exploded, revealing a 60-centimeter-long little girl. Her fiery red hair flowed like seaweed. She had a porcelain doll-like face. She wore a dress made of green leaves and flower petals. There was also a pair of transparent wings flashing with red light on her back.
"I'm not picked up from the rainforest." Little Fog tilted her head and looked at Mei Ji. She seemed to have seen something that ordinary people could not see. Suddenly, she clapped her hands and said with a smile, "I know, you're a believer of Mother Goddess!"
"Mother Goddess? Who? You can turn into a human? That's strange. Are you one of the legendary spirits? "Mei Ji was at a loss. It was as if she had heard a legendary story told by her nanny.
"Look at her —" Little Fog flew three meters into the air and pointed at the corner of the garden. There was a three-foot-tall tree stump mixed in a patch of orchid grass. "She's your Mother Goddess!"
Mei Ji looked over in confusion. Her eyes widened. She said in disbelief, "Weirwood? There's still living weirwood in Slave Bay? "
The tree trunk was as thick as a person's wrist. Its skin was as white as bone. There were a few red spores on its bumpy top. There were even three to five leaves that looked like blood palms.
It was the weirwood tree trunk that Danny had obtained in the stone room where the weirwood seeds grew.
She had brought over a dozen weirwood saplings from beyond the Great Wall. However, none of them had survived. On the other hand, the tree trunk that she was going to use to make a sword hilt and staff did not die.
At first, it did not wither. It was half-dead. Until one day, Little Fog carried a small kettle to water it. Then, she sat on it and sang in the original language.
The spores on the tree trunk hardened. Then, a small blood-red palm leaf unfolded.
Danny was stunned when she knew about it.
What made her even more surprised was that this weirwood tree trunk had a special effect on practicing the Song of Wind.
Danny sat by the tree trunk and listened to the Song of Wind. It was a hundred times more efficient than anywhere else.
This was not cheating. It was as if the tree trunk was teaching her its own Song of Wind.
Sheep Egg's Song of Fire was more advanced than Lahlo's. Sheep Egg took away Lahlo's Song of Fire. Danny's Song of Fire was more advanced than Sheep Egg's. She had shaken his "sole control" of the Song of Fire.
However, Danny could condense the Song of Wind not because her Song of Wind was more advanced than the Door God, but because the Door God had died. The world needed a singer to sing the Song of Wind.
In fact, the world had been born for billions of years. There had been many creatures who understood the Song of Wind. However, their Song of Wind was not as good as the Door God's. Therefore, they could not replace the Door God's position.
Little Fog's original language song seemed to awaken the Door God's … memory of the Song of Wind?
Danny did not know. However, she was sure that the tree trunk did not have any consciousness because she had entered it before.
That day, outside the Great Wall, in the Green Prophet Shelter, her mind could enter the roots of the weirwood. She could enter the dark depths of the earth and enter the tree trunk to observe what the tree had seen.
However, this tree trunk had just started to grow. It did not have roots as deep as the earth. It also did not have rich experience and broad vision. Danny could only see what was happening within a ten-meter radius. She could only trace it back to the moment when Little Fog woke it up with her song.
.....
Mei Ji walked to the tree trunk and squatted down. She asked in confusion, "Weirwood can't leave the Westeros."
"Little Fog is a Tree Spirit. She can understand the language of trees and flowers. That's why she can grow living weirwood," Myrcella said.
"I'm not a Tree Spirit. I'm a Fire Spirit created by Mother Goddess Danny," Little Fog said unhappily.
"Don't deny it. Master Yimont and Scholar said that you're a Tree Spirit. Also, if you're not a Tree Spirit, how can you understand the language of trees?
You must have injured your brain when you were contracted by the Queen, "Myrcella said with certainty.
"I didn't understand the language of flowers before. Mother Goddess taught me," Little Fog said.
Uh, this was not taught to her by Danny. She did not understand it herself.
The language of flowers and trees was not language information. It was a kind of status information.
It was a skill that Little Fog learned by herself after singing to the weirwood tree trunk every day.
Danny guessed that it was related to the talent of the Child of the Forest and the Song of Wind.
Actually, her Fire Creation was a more important reason. The Child of the Forest could understand the 'voice' of trees. However, it could not make an old tree rejuvenate.
Little Fog was born from fire. Her body was also made of fire. There was a special kind of vitality in her body.
After that, she sat on the weirwood tree and sang every day. She also listened to Danny's Song of Wind. This state was almost the same as the first Child of the Forest who slept on the Door God's tree trunk.
Little Fog was naturally able to sing the Song of Wind of Mother Goddess Danny. Then, the Song of Wind would 'send' the vitality of fire into the plant and activate her 'super little gardener' talent.
Since they were both 'Tree Spirits,' Mei Ji was not surprised by Little Fog's' gardener 'talent. Instead, she asked in puzzlement, "How did you know that I believe in the Old God?"
"Old God?" Little Fog shook her head in confusion. "What's an Old God?"
"Why do you say that it's my Mother Goddess?" Mei Ji pointed at the weirwood tree trunk and asked in a different way.
"There's a string in your body that's connected to her. There's also a string in my body that's connected to Mother Goddess Danny."
"What string? Your brain is indeed damaged. "Mei Ji came to her own conclusion.
"I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Little Fog made a face at her and turned back into a cloud of fire mist. It was as light as smoke and as illusory as fire. Suddenly, it poured into a flower bud and disappeared.
"Isn't this the Forest of God Trees? This weirwood is the Heart Tree!" Mei Ji looked around and said in realization.
"It does look a bit like it." Messai nodded gently.
"Sigh, it's rare to come across such an authentic Forest of God Trees in a foreign land thousands of miles away. It's a pity not to worship it."
As she spoke, Mother Bear pushed aside the blue grass, sat cross-legged in front of the tree trunk, and began to meditate.
Well, the Old God did not have any classical teachings. The so-called prayer was just to examine one's recent actions under the weirwood tree. In other words, it was to reflect on oneself three times a day.
Before dinner, Danny, who had returned home from work, habitually practiced beside the weirwood tree. As soon as she merged her thoughts with the tree trunk, she noticed that the weirwood tree had changed again.
It seemed that there was a connection with a certain place in the dark.
However, her thoughts could not cross over, and she did not know where that place was.
"Strange, could it be that it can connect to the tree roots of the shelter?"
Then, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the buff to accelerate her comprehension of the Song of Wind had leveled up again.
Every Heart Tree and weirwood worshipped by the believers of the Old God was equivalent to a signal tower. Countless signal towers were connected to form an omniscient information network that covered the entire continent.
At this time, because of Mother Bear's unintentional action, the weirwood tree trunk on the pyramid sensed the network of the distant continent.
If there were a few hundred believers of the Old God from Westeros who came to the tree trunk and prayed for thousands of years every day, perhaps Danny could sit at home and learn about the affairs of the Seven Kingdoms.
Of course, the premise was that the owner of the Plant Omniscient Network did not cut off her network.
As the days passed, the dwarf's mourning time became shorter and shorter every night. The next day, when Mei Ji and Messai went to visit him, they also found that his complexion was getting better and better.
Then, Mei Ji opened her eyes wide and carefully looked at the dwarf on the bed. She said in surprise, "You've grown taller?!"
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