The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　Bahamut wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, stood up, and tore a scorching crack in space.

　On the other side of the rift, a huge dragon claw stretched out and handed a sack to Bahamut.

　"Give!"

　Bahamut slammed the sack onto the table with a loud "bang!"

　Chloe moved forward and untied the sack, only to see a green light pouring out in front of her.

　The sack contains emerald green

　of gems.

　"Produced by the Sacred Forest! Super Seed! The final version just recently completed!"

　Bahamut opened his arms:

　"Well, that's what the great prophet told me. She said it contains all the conventional crops. You can grow them however you want, and the yield will be at least ten times higher. It doesn't consume the soil or the environment."

　Chloe couldn't hear what Bahamut was saying.

　She picked up an emerald green gem and stared at the seed inside, her mouth slightly open.

　A tear ran down her cheek.

　"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Are you scared?" Bahamut felt strange.

　"nothing."

　Chloe wiped away her tears, tossed the emerald green gem back into the sack, and chuckled at Bahamut.

　She recalled the days of guerrilla warfare in the wasteland, the black earth, the withered faces, and the hungry children.

　Half a year had passed before she realized belatedly that the wind of freedom had swept across the earth.

　The people of Fallu no longer have to go hungry.

　Bahamut walked over to Chloe, and the scorching wind dragged her up into the air.

　After reaching the same height, the Dragon King patted the girl's shoulder and said:

　"Tomorrow I'll send a few elders to go with you to deliver the seeds! There are tens of thousands of bags over there! You humans are too weak to transport them!"

　"Is this also the will of Miss Saint?" Chloe chuckled.

　"This is the generosity of the Dragon King! What do you know? I'll also ask that ugly-headed guy to send a giant to help you deliver it! Don't worry!"

　"Bahamut, you're talking bad about me again."

　A huge head rose from the edge of the terrace, and Alofts stared at Bahamut with her eyes slightly narrowed.

　"Oh, you ugly head, how can you sneak over here with such a big lump?" Bahamut pretended to be surprised.

　"Stop making trouble and go back after you have given your orders! The fire dragon and the giant are fighting again!" Aloftes scolded.

　"Who won?" Bahamut looked innocent.

　"Is this a question of who wins? If the fighting continues, the forest will be destroyed!"

　"It's okay, the fight won't last long. Those weak giants of yours can't withstand the fire dragon's blast!"

　"gone!"

　"Hey! What are you doing! Believe it or not, I'm going to fight you! Let me go!"

　""

　Watching Aloftes take the spiritual Bahamut away, Chloe couldn't help but smile.

　She looked up at the night sky, at the stars.

　This new era seems to be getting better and better.

　"We are reborn under the golden sun, and golden blood flows through the mountains and valleys."

　""

　The former site of Sinjara.

　On the river bank, people in yellow robes lined up in a long queue in the desert, and the camel team was so huge that it looked like an army.

　Escorted by the Jackal Mask, Mr. Luffy stepped onto the yellow sand, his weathered eyes sweeping across the group.

　One after another, dark faces came into view, their bronze skin like that of ancient gods. The sun's rays shone on their bodies, outlining a faint golden light in the depths of their pupils.

　Three months ago, the Golden People embarked on their journey home and returned to their hometown on an airship.

　After the tsunami, eight-tenths of Singara was swallowed by the sea, leaving only a small area of ​​the border town.

　About one-third of the Golden People stayed in the Citadel, and the remaining two-thirds returned to New Gara without hesitation to rebuild their homeland.

　Mr. Luffy was naturally the first to be affected.

　He recalled that when they were parting, the saint had come in person to say goodbye and even tried to keep him.

　"Mr. Luffy, you are old now. Let the young people take care of restoring our homeland. The Citadel will always be your ally."

　""

　He still remembers his answer:

　"Miss Saint, as you said, I am already old and will soon be of no use..."

　"Perhaps, my old bones are destined to burn out in the desert."

　He still remembered the Saint's meaningful smile:

　"Take care, and I wish you all the best."

　Everything went very smoothly indeed. The steamships and cargo ships, carrying the Golden People and various supplies, arrived at the old site of New Garo in peace and tranquility.

　Then, they easily found the urban area that was not submerged by the sea, and easily found supplies and supplies there. During that period, there were often waves that pushed some supplies that had sunk to the bottom of the sea to the shore.

　Mr. Ruff felt that perhaps everything was destined.

　He was destined to return to the desert, and the Golden People were destined not to survive long in the oasis.

　Some songs belong forever to the desert, and some gold only shines in the sun.

　After returning to the desert, most of the Golden People did not adapt to the stable water source and mild climate.

　Their spirits grew better and better, and the sun shone again in their pupils.

　""

　While he was lost in thought, a figure wearing a yellow robe and bronze armor came from a distance.

　Mr. Luffy went forward and looked at the face under the yellow hood—

　—That’s Tolum.

　One of his eyes was blind, and the other eye was tinged with a faint golden light, as if a sun was burning in it.

　Now, he is a demigod, but an extremely unstable demigod. The extraordinary source energy in his body is constantly surging, eager to tear him apart.

　"Is the supernatural source still stable?" Luffy asked with concern.

　"I can handle it."

　Lum's voice was hoarse, and his blade-like face revealed a murderous aura.

　Whenever the supernatural essence surged, he would recall what Ophelia Sean did to him on the steamship that day.

　He should have died there, but the moment the flames engulfed him, the sword burst out with brilliant golden starlight, shielding him—

　——That was the golden dagger given to him by the Saint Lady during the New Garo Tsunami.

　He hid in the wilderness, avoiding the search of Xing Sui, and did not reappear until the end of the Holy War.

　Then he met the saint in person.

　"...I'm sorry for what Ophelia Sean did. Although this was all her personal behavior, in my name, the Golden People will be compensated..."

　"...Mr. Tolum, thank you for not using homomorphic revenge to cause more tragedy. That's noble, but I know you won't be able to swallow this..."

　"...So, what I give you is a chance..."

　Tolum still remembers the golden feather floating in the saint's hand.

　He knew what the feather was. His blood was stirring, telling him where the feather once belonged.

　"...return to the desert and lead His people to pioneer..."

　"...the sun is destined to shine upon you..."

　""

　Tolum swallowed the feather directly, withstood the burning for three days and three nights, and barely controlled its power.

　At the cost of losing an eye, he became the only demigod among the Golden People.

　"It may take several months to return this time," Tolum said in a hoarse voice, "Most of the tribes in the desert have become nomads. I need to gather them together and bring them back to New Garo."

　"Right now, the most important thing is to concentrate our manpower," Mr. Luffy nodded slightly. "The planetarium tells me that the Eternal Scorching Wind won't last much longer. In no time, the entire desert will turn into an oasis."

　"May the sun in your heart and mine not be swallowed by the emerald green," Tolum whispered.

　He turned around, and the sunlight cast a golden glow on his bronze skin, making the golden light in his pupils even brighter.

　He didn't know how to get back the blood debt.

　He was a guardian, but he slaughtered the people he swore to protect, even though he was cursed at the time.

　His enemies had won the holy war, and he should have taken revenge.

　But he knew clearly that the Golden People were no match for the Mist People.

　He also knew that if it weren't for the saint's mercy, they would not have been able to return to the desert safely.

　He still doesn't know how to wash away his sins or how to pay for his blood debt.

　But at least now...

　It’s time for the wanderer who has left his hometown to return to the desert.

　"set off!"

　Tolum climbed onto the camel, drew out his bronze scimitar, and swung it fiercely.

　A golden scorching wind rose from where he swung his sword, rolled towards the sky, and turned into golden sand and dust all over the sky.

　On the golden sands, an era has ended.

　Beneath the golden sands, a new era begins in the sunshine.

　Yan Xia.

　Early morning, at the cemetery halfway up the mountain.

　A dark-skinned man bent over the grave and swept away the fallen leaves on it with his hands.

　As he cleaned, he whispered:

　"Aunt, sleep well, everything is fine now."

　After cleaning, Heimu looked up at the name on the tombstone:

　Cheng Haihua.

　The epitaph has only one simple line:

　"May the world be at peace."

　""

　Heimu took out the white wine he brought, unscrewed the bottle, took a sip, and then poured the rest on the grave.

　She didn't drink any alcohol before she passed away because the doctor forbade it.

　""

　A faint celestial music floated down from above, like flowing water in the mountains.

　Heimu looked up and saw that a figure in a yellow robe had sat on the stone steps at some point.

　Prison cow.

　Heimu sighed softly, stood up, and screwed the bottle cap back on.