Corbin and the Crest of Dawn Chapter 9

It may be simple for two gods to decide on one thing, but it is not that simple to merge two unrelated tribes in a real sense. Even if no one objects, there is still some grudge deep in people's hearts.

For time, nothing is hard, be it rocks, bonds, or even intractable grudges.

Two hundred years was just a blink of an eye for Lucien, but for Corbin, who was born among humans, it was a bit of a trance.

The impact of time on Corbin was much greater than he imagined.

The place where the city is located is called Dunyu Valley, and their territory extends to Tianheng in the east.

The city is now very large, and farming and quarrying are also very developed. Books recording craftsmanship and civilization are also sent out every year from the houses where Lucien and Corbin live.

Corbin was not familiar with Teyvat's writing. His learning of writing was all taught word by word by Lucien.

As the Demon God of Rock, Lucien has had some understanding of knowledge since his birth. The rock has stood still for thousands of years, and the history recorded in it can be imagined.

Corbin rarely goes out anymore. He is a quiet person. Moreover, the people outside who he knew have died long ago. Now when he looks at them, there are mostly unfamiliar faces.

However, Corbin is still responsible for the lives of the two of them. The main reason is that Corbin wants to find something to do for himself.

Recently, Corbin has been studying wine-making technology. This kind of technology is not mature yet, and most of the wines out there are muddy wines that don't taste good. Even so, many people like them.

Today is the day to open the wine cellar. Corbin has never drank much wine. He doesn’t know what wine is good in terms of taste, so he can only call Lucien over to have a taste.

Lucien's hair was loose and his clothes were very casual. He took the wine glass handed to him by the banquet hall and took a sip.

"How's it going?" Corbin looked at Lucien's expression uneasily. He had been making wine for the past few years, but Lucien was always dissatisfied. Although he knew he was picky, getting his approval was not a big deal. Unparalleled success.

"Yeah, not bad." Lucien replied softly after finishing the wine in his glass.

Corbin was very happy, and you could feel the joy in him even if you didn't look at him.

Lucien stretched out his hand and raised the empty wine glass in front of him: "One more glass."

"good!"

Corbin's eyes are very bright, and he is not familiar with many skills. The only thing he can do is to explore and localize them little by little.

For example, the wine-making technology. The plants in Teyvat are not exactly the same as those in the original world. It is not a simple matter to use the original things here to make wine. The banquet took two or three years and failed countless times. Only then succeeded.

He sealed the wine into jars, leaving two jars for Lucien to drink, and buried the other jars under the camellia tree behind the house.

The common people live at the foot of the mountain, and there are places for hundreds of miles protected by the two demon gods. They can survive and know that the gods who protect them live on that mountain.

Although the gods do not come down from the mountain often, they often ask the elders in the village to bring down some books recording knowledge and craftsmanship. These are treasures that are hard to find.

Civilization is quietly nurtured here, and God's people live a prosperous and healthy life, and such a stable life is naturally eye-catching.

In the past few hundred years, an extremely large number of demon gods have been born. Although the number is far less than that of humans, they are demon gods that can stir up troubles. This situation always gives people a premonition that something big is going to happen.

Lucien will not stay in his residence like Corbin. The Demon God of Rock controls the power of rock, and he himself has the power of contract. He can be regarded as the most powerful Demon God in all directions. This is very important. One of the reasons why so few people come looking for trouble.

Therefore, Lucien cannot disappear forever. He needs to go out from time to time to stretch his muscles and frighten the demons or beasts that are intruding the people nearby. Therefore, some people also call him the God of War, and the opposite is the banquet. The full name of this "literary god" who was used to make up the match is "Master Wen Sterling Chang Di Dou".

"To this day, there is no way to know your name, no way to know your identity, and naturally no way to use your own abilities freely."

Speaking of which, this is the first time Lucien has seen such a situation. Whether it is a monster or a demon, his abilities have been engraved in his bones since birth, just like eating and sleeping. However, Corbin has been unable to know it for such a long time. His own identity, and the fact that he was born from a human body is really strange.

"Isn't there still you?"

Corbin cleaned the wooden barrels used to make wine, and a strong aroma of wine filled the air. Corbin, who was not touched by any wine, tied a white cloth on his face, covering his mouth and nose.

He can't drink anything like alcohol.

He couldn't figure out the identity of the demon god, and no one could tell what happened before his birth in Teyvat. Those days outside this world were more like a bizarre dream.

"...I'll teach you martial arts." Lucien couldn't stand Corbin's negative thinking of taking it one step at a time, so he could only toughen up and make a plan to practice martial arts.

Corbin behaved and rolled around, no matter how much he complained, it was useless. In the following free years, Lucien seemed to love training Corbin, but his methods were extremely cruel to Corbin.

The demon didn't need to rest or eat, so Lucien threw the banquet directly into the remote mountains and old forests where wild beasts were entrenched, and also set up very strict mechanisms and barriers.

Corbin looked up at the faint sunlight outside the dense forest and felt miserable. He could only carry the sword Lucien gave him and wander around.

Lucien did not leave after sending Corbin to the training ground, but followed him.

There are many venomous snakes and ferocious beasts in the dense forest. It is inaccessible and therefore extremely wild. It is naturally a good food to fill the stomach of a guy like Corbin who cannot release his divine power.

Corbin spent a month in the forest, and Lucien followed him for a month, showing up from time to time to teach him martial arts, and then hiding in the dark.

Knowing that Lucien was nearby, Corbin silently praised him for his conscience. Perhaps it was because of Lucien's presence that Corbin stopped complaining and gradually calmed down.

It's just that Corbin has been in the forest for more than half a year, but there are no shortage of wild beasts in the mountains. Corbin even saw some species that he had never seen before.

Lucien transported the beasts killed by Corbin back to the town and handed them over to the merchants as usual.

"That lord is really powerful. He can hunt such beasts." The merchant praised Lucien after saluting him.

"It's amazing." Lucien stroked the jade plaque on his wrist, and an unpredictable smile appeared on his face, like a cloud.

"Well, it's still the same as before. In exchange for it, Mora will buy all the live prey and throw them into the forest."

"Well, as soon as possible."

I pity Corbin who is far away in the dense forest and is kept in the dark.

Corbin found half-dead sea fish in the mountain pools in the past few days, and this mountain forest is one hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the coast.

After fishing out the alien species whose life experience was a mystery, Corbin grilled the fish with a frown.

He said that he felt that there were quite a lot of creatures on the mountain, and that there were kind-hearted people, no, kind-hearted people, who replenished them in time for him.

Lucien was truly a great benefactor in his life.

After another two months, Lucien finally took Corbin back, but Corbin didn't say a word on the way back, with the word cold written all over his face.

This was the first time Lucien saw Corbin angry. At first he was surprised, but later he regretted it. He didn’t know how to calm Corbin down. Maybe it was because of Corbin’s naturally depressed face. Lucien always felt that he was looking at him. I was a bit gloomy when I was there.

In summer, Corbin squatted at the door and ate watermelon. There were two big, round watermelons frozen in the pool in front of him.

Corbin, who had just finished eating the melon and was about to get up, came next to him. He knew who it was without even thinking.

Lucien put a few watermelons next to Corbin, and then also squatted down.

Demon gods are different from humans. Although gods have feelings, they do not understand the rich emotions of humans. From a human perspective, they feel that gods are so indifferent.

"Don't you want to eat?" Corbin picked up another watermelon and glanced at Lucien next to him. It was a little strange. He had eaten before, but he didn't move at all in such a hot weather today.

How could Corbin, who was immersed in eating melon, notice the hesitant expressions of the people around him.

Corbin accidentally swallowed a watermelon seed. Feeling the silence of the people around him, he suddenly thought of something and immediately turned to look at Lucien.

"You don't mind that this melon has seeds, do you?"

"...Aren't there any seedless ones this year?" Lucien's voice was like the sound of jade, and even this voice had a somewhat unreal beauty.

Corbin's expression was stagnant. He had seen seedless watermelons, but there were none here in Teyvat, and the ones Lucien had eaten before were all seeded ones, so he thought they were seedless.

Corbin opened his mouth, but when his sight touched the crimson corner of Lucien's eyes, the complaints he was filled with only turned into a sigh.

"Forget it, just sit here and be obedient."

Corbin put the half-eaten melon back on the plate, then picked up another one from the cool water, let the moisture wet his clothes, and turned to the kitchen.

Lucien looked at the ripples in the pond that had not yet subsided and slightly arched his eyebrows.

After a while, Yan Dao came out with a white porcelain bowl. The square red melon meat was neatly arranged. He could eat it with a fork without dirtying his mouth or hands.

After handing it to Lucien, the banquet sat down again.

Corbin was not angry anymore, because as long as he saw Lucien's innocent look, he couldn't get angry at all. If he continued to be angry without knowing what he was doing, he would feel like he was bullying Lucien, the young master.

Lucien didn't eat much, but he finished all the melons in the bowl. His appetite was like that of a child who loves to try new things. Corbin worked every day, and his appetite was larger than that of an adult male.

With Lucien by his side, the torture of time on Corbin seems not so unbearable, but more than a few hundred years are still a long time for Corbin, and this experience is something Lucien has truly experienced. Compared with Corbin's negativity and occasional complaints, Lucien rarely complained about the long time.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Corbin rarely kept track of time. It was winter again, and Corbin went out for the first time in a long time, but he saw a mysterious creature in the snowy field.