Chapter 326 Yasmine
"...What was that just now?" Candice's voice was a little intermittent because she had just recovered from the dizziness.
The priestess in gauze also had a bewildered look on her face. After she came to her senses, she looked at the gun that had fallen to the ground with both piety and fear, quickly closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and muttered something.
"It should be someone's memory fragment." Harold said, and walked with Kavi to the priest who was praying devoutly. Under Candice's surprised gaze, he bent down and picked up the gun on the ground.
"Excuse me..." Haroldt paused deliberately, waiting for a response.
"Yasmine, I was born from the jasmine flower, so the noble mistress I serve gave me this name."
A gentle female voice came from the gun, and at the same time, the gun floated up by itself.
"Madam, who sealed you in the weapon?" Kavi couldn't help but ask.
He now had many questions, about the scene he had just seen, and who the "mistress" that Yasmine had mentioned was, but the first question he asked was another one.
"No one sealed me. After the mistress I served fell, I volunteered to be a servant and entered the 'Container' to become the helper of 'Red Earth'. I waited for a long time before he finally came back, but he did not fulfill his original promise.
I continue to wait, thinking that one day he will come back, just like he did before, and wake up our mistress and rebuild our home.
But I waited for a long, long time, until the oasis turned into yellow sand, and the yellow sand turned into an oasis, and until I was buried by the yellow sand, but I still didn't get any news from him.
So I fell into a deep sleep, into the beautiful dreams I had woven in the past, until I heard the familiar ballads and realized that was the reality. "
Yasmini's voice was very calm, without any hysteria of shattered dreams, as if the long wait had exhausted all her hopes.
But Harold had already seen the violent ups and downs of emotions under the calmness from the shattering of the fantasy world just now. Combined with Yasmine's words, her experience -
After the Flower Goddess sacrificed herself, she waited for the Red King's orders. After being sealed into a weapon, she had been waiting for the Red King to return and resurrect the Flower Goddess. However, when she opened her eyes, she saw a group of unfamiliar faces. Her loss can be imagined.
Kavi seemed to understand, but he borrowed many related books to learn how to study. However, the records about the three gods in them were very vague, and most of them praised the devotion of the Great Compassion Tree King and belittled the Red King. Even the academic community concluded that the Red King's fall was due to his greed and brutality, which brought disaster upon him.
But Yasmini's words revealed that there was another hidden story. Kavi searched for relevant documents in his mind, trying to connect everything with this clue.
Candice looked confused. Yasmine used ancient grammar, and there were too many symbolic words. It was very difficult for her to hear every word she said.
The priest clasped her hands together and silently chanted words of praise. She felt that everything she saw was a revelation from God, and all unknowns had to be carefully interpreted.
"Ms. Yasmine, can we know who the 'mistress' you serve is?"
Although he already had the answer in his mind, Harold still asked this question, trying to get the taciturn Zhen Ling in front of him to reveal more information.
"The feast is her skirt, the Patisharan is her foot ring, her beauty moves the king of wisdom and authority, she is the mistress of flowers and moonlit nights." Yasmini replied.
It's the Flower Goddess. Kavi suddenly realized. Ms. Yasmine claimed to be the Flower Goddess's servant. Could she be the Flower Goddess's former follower? It turned out that after the Flower Goddess fell, her followers turned to the Red King for loyalty, but why?
Candice frowned seriously. At this moment, she also guessed that the "hostess" was the goddess of flowers based on some key words from Yasmine's mouth.
However, the revelation of the ancient secrets might not be a good thing for the villagers of Aru Village. She was very glad that there were only four of them present, so it would not be difficult to cover it up again.
Harold: I found a spirit and she wants to go home with me!
——Ah no, great mistress of flowers, I will take good care of your followers.
The group of people were silent, each with their own thoughts. However, Yasmine, who was in the gun, broke the silence first:
"What era is it now?"
"More than four hundred years have passed since the fall of the Red Earth King." Harold answered, imitating the grammar used by Yasmine.
"Four hundred years... I've been sleeping for so long - are you my master?" Yasmine floated to Harold's side, and her tone suddenly became intimate and passionate.
Kavi and Candice were a little caught off guard by the change of topic, but Harold had expected it. In the desert book, the love and hatred of the town spirits were so strong that they would vent their emotions without any concealment.
"I just happened to buy the 'room' you live in, Ms. Yasmini. Can you come out now? Do we need to find a new home for you? Where are you going next?" Harold asked several questions in a row.
For example, looking for hometown, returning to the eternal oasis or something like that.
"I can't come out. I don't need a new residence. I want to stay with you until you get tired of me."
Yasmine looked at Harold carefully. This was the person who resonated with me, the outsider mentioned by the Red Earth King, the one who could point the sharp blade directly to the sky. Then, she added in an enthusiastic tone:
"I will dispel the wind and sand for you, and show you the direction in the vast sea of sand. My master, my most beloved master, what you need is a weapon that cannot speak. I will continue to sleep, but as long as you call me, I will release all my strength for you!"
She was so excited when she spoke that the whole gun was shaking.
Kavi was startled by her unrestrained enthusiasm. The completely different personality shown by Yasmini before and after made him suspect that the secret about God he had heard before was just a dream.
Harold seemed to hear the voices of "skill level upgrade" and "unlock elemental combat skills xxxx". He was a little surprised that Yasmine's wish was just to be his gun. He coughed lightly and showed a sincere smile: "Thank you, Ms. Yasmine."
Hearing Harold's thanks, the "Desert Eagle" circled around Harold twice, up and down, like dancing, and then inserted itself securely into Harold's belt and stopped talking, as if it had fallen asleep again as she said.
"Mr. Harold, what Ms. Yasmine said just now..." Candice said carefully, "Those vague words can be easily exploited by others."
"We won't spread it. Ms. Yasmini doesn't know everything, and there are some things she can't say." Harold patted the "Desert Eagle" on his waist. It shook, as if agreeing with this statement.
He is always on call. Harold couldn't help but chuckle.
"And I want to thank you and the priest you invited, as well as Senior Kavi." Harold sincerely thanked everyone present.
Otherwise, Yasmini living in the gun would be a hidden danger. If she accidentally triggered the keyword while firing the gun and was suddenly pulled into the illusion, she would have to compete with others to see who wakes up first.
Candice breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave the priest a few words with a serious look, and then escorted the few people back to the tent.
Kavi's mind was filled with Yasmini's words. He knew that he had accidentally learned about a piece of history that had been covered up. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep the whole night, and he just finished modifying the half-made machine.
The next day, before the caravan set off, Kavi went into Harold's tent with his work.
"Harold, look!"
Kavi called out, and a gorgeously decorated suitcase flew over, fluttering in front of Harold's eyes, drawing a butterfly in the air.