Corbin and the Crest of Dawn Chapter 5

Lucien has been paying attention to the new demon god. Although the relationship between the demon god and the demon god is not so harmonious, the new demon god cannot make Lucien have a fighting spirit. He always feels that he is a little... stupid. .

When the rock gun was pointed at him, he just looked at himself blankly, and his words "Are you going to kill me?" were only confused and even a little gentle, as if he firmly believed that he was not a bad person.

The devil's eyes are very good, and he can see what he wants to see even across mountains and rivers.

The demon god saved the humans, settled them down, had his own house, and lived in the mountains.

He doesn't look like a demon, more like a human being.

Lucien no longer paid attention to the demon god. Although he did not understand it deeply, he did not seem to be a troublemaker.

By the time the house in Corbin Mountain was built and the land nearby was reclaimed, three or four years had passed.

Occasionally, people pass by in this mountain, strange or familiar. Through the mouths of those people, Corbin has roughly known that most humans today are autonomous. Although demons exist, they will not interfere in human lives. Speaking of which, Corbin should be regarded as the first demon to live with humans.

Corbin took off the white robe and hung it in the room. At night, the room was illuminated by the robe. Corbin, who couldn't sleep, was so angry that he wrapped the clothes tightly and hid them under the bed.

It's just that without the white robe that can tell you something extraordinary at a glance, the people who live in the mountains are often called immortals or gods.

Corbin was holding a book in his hand, sitting on a chair in front of the room, looking at something very quietly.

After living in the mountains for a while, he didn't know what day the wind would blow. When he opened the door in the morning, he saw the man sitting in front of the door.

The door was closed with a "snap" in the banquet. Lucien, who had been sitting outside for the whole night, looked at the closed door and paused with his outstretched hand.

Could it be that the rock gun pointed at him last time scared him?

Just thinking this, he opened the door again and confirmed that Thorne... no, Lucien was sitting at the door of his house.

"You...why are you here? I thought I saw it wrong..." Corbin was a little embarrassed, hoping that Lucien wouldn't take to heart what he had just done by slamming the door in his face. .

Lucien put his hands on his knees. Perhaps due to his temperament, the face under the hood had a hint of youthfulness, and his amber-gold eyes stayed on Corbin.

"I heard the herb collector say that there is an immortal living here, and I remembered that you are here."

Lucien's eyes were like cold gems, but the words that came out of his mouth were gentle and polite.

Sitting in front of Lucien, Corbin seemed to be pinched by the neck, obviously a lot more cramped, but he was not afraid of him, but just like a person who sees a policeman, he will feel unconscious even if he has not done anything bad. uneasy.

"I told them before that I am not a fairy. If there is any offense..."

"No, I just came here to ask for your name."

"...Corbin" Corbin was a little confused. Standing next to him, Lucien looked up at him.

"My name is Lucien."

so what?

Corbin looked at him with confusion. Did he just come to ask for his name?

Later, Corbin found out why Lucien came to his place. He was purely idle. He didn't know when he remembered that someone like him came here to have fun.

In autumn, Corbin went to the pool near the waterfall to catch fish. Lucien squatted by the pool carrying a bamboo basket.

The robe he was wearing was not his own. Corbin thought his divine robe was too eye-catching, so he wrapped it up and put it under the bed with his own. Now he was wearing Corbin's clothes.

"God…need to eat?"

Corbin held a fish with both hands and quickly stuffed it into the bamboo basket. Hearing Lucien's words, he did not raise his head.

"How many years can God live?"

"have no idea."

The current Lucien is not the knowledgeable, gentle and courteous Mr. Ke Qing that he knew. What Corbin sees in him is more confusion and coldness.

"Even you don't know where the end of time is, so you always have to find something to do for yourself. Whether it's a human or a god, living aimlessly all the time is completely meaningless, isn't it?"

Corbin bent over, his eyes fixed on the fish in the pool, and his voice was very soft. Even if the sound of water in the waterfall was right next to his ears, Lucien could still hear his words clearly.

Spotting the location of the fish, Corbin took action decisively and continued to put the caught fish in the bamboo basket. Within a moment, there was a bamboo basket full of fish.

"...Is this what you mean?" When he went back, Lucien asked while holding the bamboo basket and looking at the fish inside.

"No, it's the enjoyment of life...it tastes great grilled"

Perhaps it was due to his previous work habits that he didn't like to take time off. Even after the work was done, he would lie down on the ground and build Lego. Even if he was alone, he would not make his life too boring.

Corbin doesn't talk much. Most of the time, he is as silent as a pool at the bottom of an abyss, with a melancholy and negativity that cannot see the sun. However, after getting along with him, you know that he is not a consistent person.

There wasn't much Lucien could do, except fetch things and add some wood to the fire. Sometimes Yan Dede feels like he has raised a young master.

In the open space in the distance, many mulberry trees were planted in the village, and now the clothing of the villagers, he and Lucien depended on mulberry trees and silkworm seedlings.

However, the color of the woven cloth is plain, but fortunately Lucien does not choose colors.

Qiu Corbin put away the last batch of dried salted fish and dried meat. While he had time, he went to the mountains to cut down trees. After cutting down, he pulled them back by himself. At this time, Lucien would stand gently. The banquet road is pulling on the wood.

The weight of one more person was nothing to the inhuman banquet. He pulled on the rope in his hand. The back end of the rope was tied with wood. There was also a large living person standing on the wood with his arms folded.

"Do you think it's fun?"

"Playing?" Lucien stood very firmly, looking at the back of the banquet in front of him, as if wondering why he said that.

Corbin let go of his hand and turned around to look at the young demon. His gray-blue eyes were fixed on Lucien. Lucien looked at the wood under his feet and jumped down silently.

The young demon didn't understand what "playing" meant, maybe he just felt happy.

Lucien waved his hand, and several stone men emerged from the ground, picking up the wood and carrying it far away. Corbin looked at the big pits left by several rock creations that broke out of the ground, feeling inexplicably tired.

I can only fill up the hole by myself first, and like an old woman beside Lucien, I tell him not to summon rock creations on the road, otherwise the big hole left will cause trouble to the people passing by.

But looking at those rock creations, Corbin began to think about his own power. After all, he could be considered a demon god.

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"So, I'm really the devil now?"

"The real deal."

Lucien led the banquet to a beach where the sand was very soft.

However, Corbin looked at the sea in the distance and asked with some confusion: "Is this your territory too?"

"No." Lucien shook his head without hesitation.

"Isn't it too rude for us to come here without saying hello?" Corbin remembered that there are demons and sea beasts in this sea.

"It's okay, the ones in the sea don't dare to come out for the time being."

Lucien brought Corbin here just to try and let him use his abilities. As the Demon God of Rock, Lucien clearly felt the power of the Demon God in Corbin, but Corbin himself was not interested in that power. There was no feeling of power at all.

"What should I do? Chant a spell?" Corbin looked at his hands and turned to ask Lucien.

Lucien touched his chin and looked at Corbin thoughtfully. For him, using his power was like eating, drinking, and sleeping for humans.

"Try it harder." Lucien suggested.

Corbin nodded, stretched out his palms to face the sea in front of him, took a deep breath, and then shouted.

"ha---"

The blue sea was calm, and a few seagulls screamed, then flew past the two of them.

Lucien: ...

Yan said:...

"Do you think seagull meat is delicious?" Corbin asked quietly, looking at the white seagulls hovering on the sea.

"...I haven't eaten it. It's probably delicious." For the first time, the young demon knew what embarrassment was.

Lucien trapped several seagulls tightly with rocks, and the noisy beaks were also tightly sealed with rocks.

"Perhaps you don't have enough strength." Lucien imitated Corbin's actions just now, and pointed his palm towards the sea. A golden light overflowed, and a rock wall emerged from the bottom of the sea, and the sea water was pushed to both sides.

Yan said: ...

Yan said: "You didn't do that just now, right? You just put on a posture like this and then screamed again. You didn't make a sound just now, not at all."

Corbin imitated Lucien's movements and seriously corrected the inappropriateness of Lucien's actions just now. His eyes were fixed on Lucien.

Lucien: ... I really thought he didn't know what Corbin wanted to do. He was young, but he was not stupid.

"But I succeeded."

"If you don't scream, you'll look very unsocial."

"...But, it's just you and me here."