Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

“Now, remember these words, and raise your bow once more, Rama.”

Seeing Gavia's expression, Rama felt it would be too sinful to show him sadness, so he could only nod slightly. He turned and picked up his bow again, preparing to aim for the bullseye.

Rama took a deep breath, locked his gaze on the target, and, as Gavia had suggested, tried to become the medium of the arrow.

Gavia, sensing some pressure from Rama, continued speaking:

"First, you must be certain that the arrow will hit the target before it can be made real. Don't think about the archer; focus on the target."

The sounds he made blended seamlessly with nature.

then.

With a "whoosh," Rama's arrow flew out of the bowstring and sped toward the target, eventually hitting the bullseye.

Although Rama was reluctant to show too much excitement about his success, he was still quite young, and thus his face was filled with immense joy. He even couldn't help but look at the arrow that had hit the bullseye and murmur:

"Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable..."

Seeing Rama's reaction, Gavia gazed at the red-haired boy with his ever-calm blue eyes.

In fact, during the years when he was performing his duties as the agent of the god of love, he met Vishnu's sixth avatar, Axe-wielding Rama, and would communicate with him from time to time. For some reason, Axe-wielding Rama kept trying to take Gavia as his disciple, but naturally, Gavia refused.

In fact, apart from Rama, Kavia had already met other people, such as Sita, Hanuman, and the four brothers of Rama's family as well.

"Stop daydreaming, Rama."

Gavia walked up to Rama and came into his line of sight, and Rama, who had come to his senses, shone with a light that seemed to draw people in.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong, Jia..."

Rama narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

"Looks like I need to work harder too."

"Yes, you really need to work harder."

Since the friends of the sages have also arrived, it means that the story of the Ramayana has officially begun. Rama and his brother Lakshmana leave with the friends, first killing Tathagata. The friends give Rama weapons and teach him martial arts. They hold a sacrifice and kill Maricha and Subhahu. After the sacrifice is completed, Rama finally marries Sita.

This is the ending of the first childhood chapter.

"That's a given."

Rama was unaware of this, and simply thought it was his friend's encouragement, so he raised his head and shouted.

"Well, it's getting late, I should go..."

Just as Gavia was about to turn and leave, she seemed to remember something, patted Rama on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"I don't know when we'll see each other again."

In Gavia's view, the next meeting would probably be at the time of Sita and Rama's wedding, since the god of love could make an appearance, but given Kama's personality, he would probably let him come instead.

"Next time we meet..."

Luo Mo paused.

"It should be soon."

After carefully observing Gavia's expression, the young red-haired boy said this.

"Jia, you'll probably come here often, right?"

To Rama's question, Gavia, bathed in the setting sun, answered him earnestly, as if teaching him a lesson.

"We will meet again no matter what, because... love and seasons will always be there."

……

The next day, when Rama learned from his father that he and his brother Lakshmana would be tasked with dealing with the Rakshasa woman who had disrupted the fire ritual, he naturally agreed. However, a thought quickly arose in his mind—

I haven't even had a chance to say goodbye to Jia yet!

However, Rama also knew that he could not delay and allow the fire ritual of the Sages of Friends to continue to be affected, after all, he also understood the importance of the fire ritual.

On his way there, Rama looked away from the sky and closed his eyes to reminisce about the past.

Then, Rama seemed to hear the sounds of the distant and nostalgic training grounds of Gavia from yesterday.

"We'll meet again no matter what, right..."

Chapter 314 Divine Bow Fire Sacrifice, First Encounter with the Demon King.

Gavia stood on the roof of a building, looking down at the city below. In her blue pupils, she saw the clear blue sky after the overcast day and the white earth.

Summer is here, and the warm sunshine shines on every inch of the city of Mitila.

Mythila, located in the region between present-day Bihar, India and Nepal, was the capital of King Chanagat, the father of Sita, in the time of the gods.

Under the sunlight, the streets of Mitila are wide and clean, paved with smooth stone slabs.

Shops line both sides of the street, displaying a variety of exquisite goods. Residents wear gorgeous clothes and their faces are filled with happy smiles. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and spices, and daily life is full of vitality and prosperity.

Today, because Mytila ​​holds an important place in culture and academia, wise men and scholars come here every year to discuss matters, and the place is the palace of King Chinaga.

The magnificent architecture, the palace decorated inside and out with various precious gems and exquisite carvings, the courtyards, the gardens full of flowers, the lotus flowers blooming in the pools, the surrounding scenery is intoxicating.

Gavia stood on the roof of a building, looking down at everything in sight.

The era has fallen into darkness, transitioning from the perfect time to the third time. The glory of the past can no longer be reproduced, and all that remains in the present is surging desire. However, the righteous law still persists, as evidenced by the existence of the city of Mithra.

But as time goes on, when things reach a point of division and conflict, the only thing that can exist is a city where many displaced people gather, people fighting for the harsh reality. The simplest example is money.

"So why do you want me to come along? You can handle this kind of thing."

Kama, standing beside Gavia, had only one thought: why did he have to come and see this 'divine bow and fire sacrifice' that King Chanagat was holding for his daughter Sita? Although it was supposed to be a testament to love, he had been resting for so many years and really didn't want to see it at all.

"If your brain has been idle for too long, you should go out and see the world more often."

The Sacrifice of the Divine Bow is a ritual performed by King Chanagat in the Ramayana for his daughter. He possesses a sacred and enormous divine bow, which is Shiva's bow. King Chanagat decides to bind Sita's marriage to this divine bow, meaning that only the person who can draw this enormous divine bow is qualified to marry Sita.

Therefore, King Chanagaha sent an invitation through the kingdom's envoys, summoning princes from all over the land and the king to attend Sita's ceremony. Many suitors came from all directions, hoping to win Sita's heart.

The Sacred Bow Fire Ritual can also be seen as a self-selection marriage ceremony, a wedding ceremony in ancient Indian culture that usually appears in Indian epics and legends. It is generally believed that this ceremony grants the princess the right to choose her own husband, symbolizing the spirit of female autonomy and free choice.

"You have the nerve to say that? Anyway, it's because of that Rama, well, in short, it's all because of him."

Kama said, slightly annoyed, that the god of love had heard several things from Gavia about Rama.

For example, before Rama came to participate in Sita's divine bow fire sacrifice, he and his friends of the sages went to a grove of ascetics where the sage Gautama and his wife Ahria lived. Because he was worried about Gautama's asceticism, Indra, the king of gods, disguised himself as Gautama to deceive her and have relations with her. In a fit of anger, Gautama turned his lover into stone.

Indra's defilement of Ahria was already unjust, but the sage Gautama committed an even greater injustice. His asceticism could have benefited the world, yet he failed to apply it to his personal life. Ahria was innocent, yet she still received punishment from her lover...

Knowing that this was completely unreasonable, Rama used his power to free Ahria.

Originally, Kama, who was the god of love, didn't find it too bad, but Rama was a little unhappy about the title "perfect man" that came about because of it, and he was even more unhappy that it came from Gavia's mouth.

In Hindu mythology, the "perfect man" is the 'ideal person,' considered the embodiment of morality, spirituality, and social virtue. Such a person displays exceptional wisdom, courage, and a strong sense of justice, while also being compassionate and selfless. Those who hold this title include, but are not limited to, Rama, Krishna, Siddhartha Gautama, and Bhishma…

"Because Rama is the key to solving Ravana's problem."

Gavia spoke slowly, as if deep in thought.

"Moreover, this era needs him to become a holy king."

"Ravana, this Rakshasa king, is arrogant and looks down on people, yet he suffers the consequences..."

Kama clicked his tongue slightly.

"Because it was caused by the times."

"..."

Just as he was about to say something, Kama suddenly held his breath.

Cupid suddenly felt as if a blazing sun stood between the two of them.

It was a phenomenon that could only be described as terrifying. Kama sensed that something else was mixed in with the surroundings of Kavia, and that it was beginning to deteriorate.

"Rama has arrived."

Gavia continued.

At this time, Rama and his brother Lakshmana left with their friends, killed Tathagata, and the friends gave Rama weapons and taught him martial arts. They held a sacrifice and killed Maricha and Subhahu.

As he spoke, apart from King Chanagat meeting Rama, the air around him continued to gradually change.

The air creaked and groaned, rubbing and twisting.

It was like a calamity, like a plague, like hell.

Even the scenery in Kama's eyes began to distort and thicken. The scorching air seemed to be eroding the Himalayas like a deadly poison from afar, creating a distortion. Only a crimson impulse filled the interior of the sacred mountain.

"……yes."

Kama replied nonchalantly.

The god of love probably felt that this was not something worth hiding, and thought it might be a prelude to Gavia's return to the position of 'co-god'.

"Tomorrow morning, Rama and Sita will meet for the first time."

Gavia laughed, whether he was unable to judge or simply did not think it was something worth hiding, he did not explain the strangeness on his body.

“That is a sacred moment that everyone in the Three Realms is eagerly anticipating. Kama, we should make some preparations.”

……

The next morning, in the palace of King Chanaga, Rama followed the advice of his teacher, the hermit Sogyal, and went to the garden to pick flowers.

Carried by a gentle breeze, they walked along a slope shaded by green trees. As the red-haired boy searched for flowers one by one, he inadvertently saw a red rose falling from the sky.

The flowers fell straight down from the azure sky, not fast, but very beautiful.

Rama felt an emotion beyond words, and instinctively reached out to catch it, but it was too late, and the rose fell to the ground.

It landed at the feet of the two people who had just met.

Rama and Sita looked at each other and fell silent.

Meanwhile, Gavia, who was secretly observing from the side, said happily to Kama:

"They have never been this close to each other before."

“...You really care, but to Rama, Sita is his words, his eyes.”

Kama responded calmly with his own understanding of the duties of the God of Love.

While Rama and Sita's chance encounter was inevitable, it was indeed conceived by Gavia.

The reason why the god of love is indifferent is probably because he wants to be superior to Gavia. In the god of love's eyes, he is the rightful god of love, and no matter what, Gavia is just his adopted son and only acting as the god of love. In any case, he can't possibly surpass him in this aspect.

“Language is not the eye, Kama.”

Gavia paused, her gaze still fixed on Rama and Sita, "And eyes are not language, language is insufficient to describe what I see. Rama is here, Sita is there, and every flower cried out when I saw them; I have not wasted my life."

"Of course I heard that too!"

Gavia did not refute Kama's interruption, but simply continued to smile and say:

“Sita, as an incarnation of Lakshmi, was exceptionally beautiful, so radiant that all things were drawn to her, like a beautiful little deer.”

Kama naturally understood that what Kavia said about Sita was reasonable and undeniable.

It just feels pretty bad, and even if I understand why, I'm still annoyed.

Then, Gavia turned her gaze to Kama:

"But that's because Kama, the god of love, changed the laws of this world just to witness the 'love' of Rama and Sita, isn't it? The two gazed at each other with deep affection, the girl's face like the bright moon, and the boy's eyes like the sun. At the moment of their meeting, their hearts were filled with joy. There was no need for the reason for the birth of emotions; they were already captivated by each other."

At that moment, Sita's maidservant and Rama's brother Lakshmana witnessed this scene and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Princess Sita, it's time to go."

"elder brother."

The shouts brought the two back to their senses, and they could only say goodbye. Although their meeting was brief, it was enough to leave a deep impression on each other.

At noon, the brilliant sunlight shone on the square of the King of Chinagay Palace. The air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood and flowers. The surroundings were decorated in a magnificent manner. The golden colonnades shone in the sunlight, and colorful curtains fluttered gently in the breeze.

Fresh flower petals were scattered across the marble-paved square, forming a path leading to the high platform.

The Sacred Bow Fire Ritual officially begins.

As each invited king entered the square, King Chinaga would nod and clasp his hands together in greeting, and the arriving kings would return the same gesture.

Sita sat quietly beside his father, King Chanaga.