Chapter 112: Children's Wishes

"I am very happy to see you again, Old God. May I know how much time has passed since I last left?"

Adjusting his mood, Xia De greeted first and then asked the first question.

The young man wearing a clown hat shook his head, and the aura of decay on his body became more obvious than the last time they met.

It was as if all things were about to wither:

"This Hope Town itself is not a normal place. There is no normal concept of time here, and coupled with the distortion of the material world caused by my impending fall, abnormal time and space states have shrouded this place. This is just the autumn of 1068, Fifth Era; it does not represent any point in time."

"So that's it. The History Academy of St. Byrons did not discover any major events at this point in time because of this reason. That Ringed Shushi who repeated a grade for decades for this should be considered wronged."

Xia De thought in his heart, and then guessed that Hope Town itself was a relic, a 【Relic】 formed in an era earlier than the Fifth Era.

He speculated secretly, knowing that time was tight, so he said again:

"Old God, my purpose for coming this time is still to witness your last wish, but... after an existence like you falls, can you still return?"

He asked this question, wanting to verify Miss Anate's statement about the "Whispering Poem".

"Compared to falling, the word 'sleep' is actually more appropriate."

"Sleep? Can you still wake up?"

Xia De asked in surprise, but the Saint wearing the clown hat just smiled and did not answer.

"Then okay, can I ask a few more questions?"

"Of course you can. Satisfying children's curiosity is also one of my duties. It's just that you don't seem to be able to stay here for too long, so pay attention to the time."

He kindly reminded, and Xia De nodded immediately:

"Do you know the Words of Sublimation?"

The power when the doctor used the Words of Sublimation had a clear sense of decay, which was extremely similar to the feeling on the Saint in front of him.

"I don't know. The Ringed Shushi system you possess was only formed in the mid-to-late Fifth Era, and this is only the early Fifth Era, so I don't know."

"Then how do you... okay, there are some things you can know, but I cannot know for the time being."

Xia De understood the Saint's meaning, and the latter laughed:

"But you will get the answer. After all, even the mortal mystical system of the current Fifth Era has power similar to the 'Words of Sublimation' you mentioned. But this requires you to seek the answer yourself."

"Yes, I understand."

He said, and then asked in his heart how much time was left. After getting the answer from the whispering voice, he put the question aside for the time being. Whether it was the "Whispering Poem" or the Chosen One, these were things that happened after this God fell. He couldn't get the answer, so he might as well focus on the task given by the Ancient God.

Clearing his throat:

"Then Saint, what is your last wish?"

The Old God "Innocent Creator" clapped his hands gently:

"It's very simple. Children, come out."

Subsequently, from the crowded shelves of the toy store, three children who were not tall actually walked out. Xia De had thought there were no other people here.

Two boys and one girl. The girl looked the oldest, but she wouldn't be over 12 years old, and the youngest boy even had snot bubbles coming out of his nose.

Their clothing was completely different from the townspeople outside. Not to mention the style, at least the colors were much richer and brighter. Compared to the numb townspeople in this strange Hope Town, they were the real living people.

The Saint looked at the three ignorant children and explained softly:

"I originally wanted to walk towards my end quietly here, looking at the material world in the form of a Saint, but I didn't expect to accidentally involve these three children in the town. As an apology, my last wish is to satisfy their wishes."

The language used by the Old God was not any language of the current point in time. The three children couldn't understand, but Xia De could.

"Children, what do you want?"

The Saint asked the three children in another language. His smile was very kind and infectious, and the three children looked at him with full expectation. The children were protected by the God and would not be harmed by looking at the God. Of course, this was only temporary.

In Xia De's view, the mental state of the three children was already wrong. That kind of inexplicable joy and excitement didn't look like the performance of children in a strange environment at all.

The oldest girl wearing a beautiful flower dress raised her head and said, her eyes very bright:

"Sir, I want power, power enough to protect myself."

The boy holding a toy wooden sword said, deliberately pretending to speak in an adult's tone:

"Oh, sir, I certainly want to grow up, grow up immediately and become an adult."

The yellow-haired boy holding a teddy bear with snot bubbles said:

"I want stories. I just want to hear good stories."

They all looked at the Saint behind the counter, and this Old God turned his head to look at Xia De:

"You see, my last wish is to satisfy these wishes."

These wishes should be very simple for a God, and they also fit the divine profession of this 【Innocent Creator】, so they were indeed suitable as His last wish.

But seeing the Saint smiling and looking at him, Xia De had some bad premonitions:

"You don't mean to say that you can't do it, right?"

The young man wearing a clown hat laughed:

"Yes, currently I can't do it. I used my remaining power to perfect my last work. They appeared too late. But I do want to fulfill their wishes. This is the last wish of me, born from the pure and kind heart of a child. I thought it couldn't be completed, but I didn't expect you to appear..."

He used the language the children couldn't understand again. Xia De pointed to himself and asked in disbelief:

"You don't mean... me?"

"Yes."

The Saint nodded with a smile again. This expression actually matched the clown hat he was wearing very well:

"No matter what method you use, as long as you fulfill the wishes of these three children, it counts as witnessing my last wish. The God of Time will not be stingy, and I will not be stingy either. I will give you an extra gift, and I guarantee you will be satisfied."

This was of course full of temptation, but Xia De still shook his head:

"I really want to help you, but I am just a mortal. I don't have the creative power like you."

"How many mortals can get the help of a God? But children's wishes are mostly satisfied by mortals."

The Old God who was about to reach the end pointed to the three children one by one:

"Want power, want to grow up, want stories. Mortal illuminated by the radiance of divinity, I think you can fulfill these wishes."

The three children immediately looked at Xia De with expectation again, and Xia De squeezed a smile at them. ===== CHAPTER 113 =====