In fact, apart from all the facial features, this statue is still seven points similar to Kevin. However, from the corners of the eyes and the brows to the curvature of the lips, every edge and corner has been polished to be gentler, and in addition to the sanctity of the slightly decapitated gesture, there is also a sense of compassion for the world, which is similar to Kevin's usual The temperament of the corner is still too different.

When standing face to face, there is absolutely no way to connect the two.

It's not the first time Kevin has seen a mild version of himself, but the last time he looked at it like this was thousands of years ago...

"Who is this painting?" The Radiant God Fae of that year stood by the holy lake of Ana, shaking with a thin sheet of qin-leaf paper between his two fingers, and said to Thenis, "It looks like a Yes, but I don't seem to have seen it before."

On the sheet of qin-leaf paper was a young man with a slight dagger. The charcoal pen traced his black and soft short hair and drooping eyebrows, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Thenis was feeding her precious unicorn deer with a bunch of bright red sweet fruits. Hearing Fae's words, he rolled his eyes, patted the deer's butt, and said, "I've been painting in vain for so long, you can't see this Is it yourself?"

The one-horned deer was slapped by her slap and ran away, heading straight for Fae aggressively, and caught him off guard.

Although he was seriously injured, he still didn't forget to find a fight, squinted his eyes and took the qin leaf paper a little further away, looking at it for a while as if he was blind, and said, "Sorry, this little white face looks very different from me. , you at least made me fat."

Thenis snatched the paper from his hand and said angrily: "This is called gentleness! I just trimmed the edges and corners for you, so that it looks more approachable."

Fae: "Dear sister, are you giving people a portrait or changing faces?"

Thenis twisted out a blank sheet of qin leaf paper, slapped him on the chest, and said, "Okay, you have the final say, you can draw a template for me."

Fae took out a hard feather pen without saying a word, clamped the qin leaf paper on the drawing board made of hawthorn wood, put one hand behind his back, held the pen in the other, and drew on the paper in an exact manner. Not to mention, the posture is elegant and unrestrained, and it looks quite like that.

Thenis happened to be standing on the back of the drawing board, glanced at him, and continued to feed the deer with the sweet fruit left in his hand.

When she filled the last bright red and oily sweet fruit into the deer's mouth, Fae just happened to put away the hard feather pen, raised his chin and said, "Okay."

"So soon? Let me see—" Thenis sent the unicorn to play, and turned to the front of the drawing board.

saw that Fae painted a beast face that was uglier than a ghost on the fine qin leaf paper. The cheeks on both sides were deeply sunken because of the shadows he played around. It's even messier than a bird's nest...

"Your painting is either too poisonous or too indulgent, and you have a face that I don't like it! Also, where did you get your beard from?" Thenis asked him with a slumped face.

Fae said nonsense casually: "I think Feisha's beard makes a person elegant and wise, and I plan to keep it like that from tomorrow."

Thenis pulled back the piano leaf paper with a blank face, raised his hand and pointed to the top of the mountain to the north: "Follow your eight big pillars and go back to your Radiant Temple." In a word: Get out.

The handsome Radiant God rolled away gracefully, leaving only a tall, thin and long back.

Many, many years have passed since then. On a certain early summer afternoon, Thenis came back from wandering around with a little boy less than her thigh-high.

The little brat has charcoal-like black hair, slightly curly, well-behaved and soft. Because of his small size, his black eyes were extra large, as bright as grape stones.

"Where did this little thing come from?" Feisha asked, pulling at his beard.

He is the older brother of Thenis and Fae. In fact, in terms of appearance alone, he is not much older than the other two main gods, but because of the long beard, he looks a lot older than Fae and the others, and there are signs of kindness prematurely.

It's a pity that being kind is useless, the little boy seems to be particularly afraid of life. He was wearing a baggy little white robe, grabbed Thenis' long skirt and hid behind her, revealing only half of his face.

"I was born." Thenis replied with a grin.

Feisha's hands trembled and he almost bald his beard: "With whom? Where? When?"

Thenis tilted his head: "Guess what?"

Feisha hasn't spoken yet, Fae leaning against the tree has already said lazily: "Moya, the god of wine? No, he is too dark to be so dazzling. Uno, the god of wind? No, he has short legs and the proportions are too different. Big. River God Maner? Not even more, he—"

"I'll tear down your shrine if you talk nonsense again." Thenis interrupted him unbearably.

Let this bastard go on, tomorrow other little gods will come to rebel and bombard his nest.

"Don't guess again?" Fae asked, raising his eyelids to smile.

Thenis said angrily: "Don't guess! This little thing is not raw, I made it. When I traveled through the Suta Plain, the vine roses there were blooming just right, so I used the vine flowers and leaves and the wood underneath. Thorn made this little thing. It just so happens that the winter in the holy lake of Ana is too deserted, and it can be more lively with him."

Fae: "...Are you sure?" This little brat didn't say a word for a long time.

Thenis looked at him with a complicated look, and then looked at the little boy behind him, and said with some melancholy: "I made him as you were when you were a child. You used to be obedient and shy, but when you are older, why is it like this? Woolen cloth?"

Fae stared at the little brat silently for a moment, and couldn't help but say again: "...Are you sure?!"

Feisha nodded in agreement: "No wonder, I said who you can find to have such a copy, except that Fae's hair is not curly, everything else is exactly the same."

"I named him Morley," Thenis said.

Morley grows very slowly. He has lived in the holy lake of Ana for many years, but he still looks like a little boy. The only change is that he is not so afraid of life, but he is still easily shy.

Fae's long legs have become his natural measuring sticks. Every time they meet, as long as they stand side by side like this, Fae will stretch out his fingers, pinch out a very small distance, and say to little Morley: "Unfortunately, you only grew taller this year. So much. At this rate, another thousand years can barely reach my chin."

Thenis would always pull Morley away, and said angrily, "Yes, you are so tall you can poke the sky."

Feisha and Thenis have always loved children, and they always couldn't resist this soft and weak creature, otherwise they would not have created so many beanies later to satisfy their overflowing love.

At that time, Fae always felt that he was cold and indifferent, and he didn't know if it was because of the god of war.

His little patience and almost non-existent love are not enough for these little things. The well-behaved ones are too soft, the naughty ones are too noisy, in short, they are all troublesome.

So every time he saw Morley, he would simply tease for a while, then hand over to Feisha and Thenis, and withdraw to the side.

It wasn't until Morley's size finally reached his waist that he no longer seemed to "break with a pinch", and he began to slowly teach Morley some of the most practical combat skills. After all, although this little boy lived a long time and grew slowly, he did not acquire a godhead. In case of an accident one day, there is no way to escape without learning a little.

In their long time together, Morley seemed to be both afraid and respectful of Fae, the bastard.

According to Feisha and Thenis' private analysis -

I'm afraid it's because Fae is hot outside and cold inside. Although it looks elegant and lazy, and a little bit sloppy, it is actually not easy to get close to others, let alone get close to the heart and lungs.

Respected because Fae taught him things that really worked, a bit like a strict teacher.

Thenis likes to paint, and Morley, who has followed her for many years, is probably influenced by it, and has also cultivated this hobby, but he is more keen on sculpting. For a long time, when Fae went to the holy lake of Ana, he could always see one big and one small sitting under a tree, one holding a drawing board, the other holding a stone and a knife.

Morley's first gift to Fae was a candlestick-high statue.

Still looking small and shy, he ran up to Fae with a stone statue in his arms to offer his treasure.

At first, Fae didn't even see who the statue was engraved on. It had to be Thenis or Feisha. He had already opened his mouth and it was damaged, but his rare conscience made him swallow his words. Shamelessly hurt even a child. So he held the statue and boasted blindly: "The technique is skillful, the lines are smooth, and the carving is good."

Morley looked delighted: "Really? Carved like you?"

Fae: "..." Me again?

After being reminded like this, he finally remembered Thenis' masterpiece many, many years ago. Thinking of this, Morley's statue was really carved according to that painting, even the expression was the same, just a little rough.

Fae turned his head silently, coughed, adjusted his expression, then silently turned his head back, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You can tell it's me at a glance, very similar." A ghost.

Little Morley ran away contentedly.

Later, the kid grew up quickly, and the sculptor really got better and better, just like Fae's conscience boasted before. He later sent several larger and more elaborate statues to Fae, but still stubbornly followed the template drawn by Thenis.

So for a period of time, there was a row of such "gentle" Radiant God statues in the Fae Temple from small to large, which made Fae a little bit painful...

These small past events were slowly annihilated in a long period of time, and then millennia after millennia...

Kevin stood in front of the huge statue and looked at its lowered eyebrows silently, thinking slowly in his heart: Thenis and Feisha are dead, dead for many years, maybe still sleeping, maybe they have been reborn as some ordinary and ordinary people. people. The holy lake of Ana became a shallow puddle. The mountain where the Radiant Temple was located rose and fell several times, and it fell apart into a huge rift valley. The eight giant pillars in front of the temple are now called the road of the gods. The new palace is very interesting...

It's just that when he first got that small statue thousands of years ago, he never imagined that one day, such a gentle god statue would be erected in his cemetery.

Just when he rarely felt a little sense of loss, he faintly heard a long sound outside the temple, as if something huge was whistling in the wind.

Fae turned his head in amazement: "..." Can this come in? !