Chapter 124 - The Neamh The Gods Loved (1/2)
”Master, Aunty Foel, I suggest that both of you should get a room.” Primis said with a thumbs up, watching both of them from the start at the floor entrance the whole time.
”Oh yeah!” MF blushes disappeared as her face was overwritten with an energetic one. ”Speaking of a room, I haven't really made an official abode for both of us despite having a Citadel and Heavenly Domain.”
”You work all day long, 24 hours per day and haven't had any time for your worried partner since the last few days.” Foel pouted.
”Huwaa, we did that picnic tho. You can't say that we didn't rest!”
”I came too late to the party. That doesn't count.” Foel smirked.
The only time where Foel showed her expression genuinely, was when she was beside the person who had changed her life for the better.
MF had so many things that she waited, the next meeting of the Lunatic Runagates, her own Occult Seed's growth, the finishing of her sect. As for Ouranos Citadel, it was growing at an alarming rate in the hands of Foel and the Forest Caretaker that wasn't so Forestry anymore.
Numerous Citizens of Ouranos Citadel had made their humble home where they could huddle in warmth through the storm and winter. MF also decided to make the place where they could call home.
Both of them walked through the starry night and illuminated night filled with floating phosphor substances that were generated due to the dense amount of energy. The grass waved at them, flowers and the kindred residents of Domeniul Ceresc. Tuli somehow found the merry parade and decided to join.
As Primis, Foel, and Tuli walked behind the Ouroboros who was playing a soothing melody on her crystal flute. The melody of how the gods once loved their creation, the Neamh where they threaded those blessings called life. Once a lost melody of the ancient era where the bard flocked merrily with joy and laughter after a great hunt.
It was the song that was created by the very first Champion of the Dusk. The song was called, 'The Neamh the Gods Loved'.
There was actually an era where music was one of the prominent strengths in fighting Calamities. Due to the uncherished tradition after the death of the first Champion, songs and instruments were mostly used within a civilization and never outside of it.
The parade walked and walked onto the southeast part of the Domeniul Ceresc where a grand waterfall with a mana river was flowing like a liquid crystal.
Just as when the melody stopped, the crystal flute was separated from her lips. ”This is a good place.”
MF didn't want to destroy much of nature so she used her dark seed of creation ability to restock her construction material. It was done because trying to create a whole house with its designated structure and composition location were too brainwrecking for MF.
”Lord Ouroboros, I might be a Magic Forger but I know some architecture knowledge, let me build the house for you!” The same as her expression, her syringe wings were also excited.
”Oh! Oh! I want to help too!” Primis raised her hand. ”You've been working relentlessly, I don't want you to get sick!”
”Tuli!”
”See? Even Catalis agree.”
'As if I'm able to get sick!'
Foel with her slight smug still smeared on her face, began to shrug looking at how the people were worried about their master. ”I'll be helping them, don't worry about it. Just take it as a break, dear.”
'They haven't realized that it didn't help me relinquish my fatigue as it would only prolong the construction time.' MF hurled a defeated sigh. ”I'll bring my kitchen set then, make my house shine!”
The volunteering brigade began to work on the design as Tuli perfectly drew a schematic where the end result looked like a house of a devil in a purgatory. MF had just placed her portable kitchen set out from her pocket space pouch and then peeked into the schematic from the background.
'Huwaa, I was a demon lord in her eyes. That design would fit more as a barricade bunker in war!'