Pivot of the Sky

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According to the Urban State Decree, of the stones mined by each household in the town of Duke, nine out of ten are to be surrendered to the Urban State, leaving one of them for themselves. At the same time, however, the decree stipulates that each registered miner is required to pay at least one sacred stone per quarter during the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, which is the basic tax.

Adults in town like to drink alcohol, including grown women, whether mining ore or forging iron embryos, are extremely heavy manual labor, and legend is that alcohol is a magical thing with some mysterious power. It does seem to relax the mind and relieve body fatigue, but drinking too much is not a good idea, and Amon's father, particularly obsessed with aromatic, expensive wine, has been trembling with his hands in recent years.

In addition to wine, the inhabitants of Duke town love a variety of delicious meat meals, but with the exception of the few nearby herds and the occasional prey hunted in the mountains, most meat needs to be brought from outside. Ammon's father's money was exchanged for enjoyment, and this season's tax stone has still not been paid.

The mayor of Dusty, who administers the collection and statistical taxation power of the town of Duke, is usually kind. The occasional arrears of miners are generally not pushed too far. After all, mining the stones requires not only hard work and skill, but also luck. Even if you are in arrears for a while, it is not impossible to make up for it when you are lucky. That is why the Mayor of Dasti has long been popular with the inhabitants of the town and has enjoyed a peaceful life.

But three days ago, the mayor ordered that all those who owed the stones must pay up within three days. All the people in the town have been replenished within three days, and basically everyone has a balance from previous years in case they need it from time to time, except the Ammon family. The mayor's order may relate to the noble Lord Eku who arrived in town three days ago. It is not clear what happened to Amon and it is not his turn to ask.

When Amon's father first arrived in town, he replaced the last stone in his hand with wine. When the mayor ordered it, he realized that his tax duties for the season had not been completed, so he went to Nietzsche, the old madman of the town, to borrow only one mineral core. The old lunatic assured Amon's father that there must be a magic stone in it.

There may not always be divine stones in the core of the mine, but they must only appear in the core of the mine. Father's hand tremor could not control the hammer, so he called 14-year-old Amon to try it.

Since ancient times, it has been the rule in Duke Town that after the age of sixteen, the priest presides over the prayer ceremony in the Temple of the Lady of Mu Yun and accepts the blessings of God before being eligible to learn the unique craftsmanship handed down from generation to generation, the skill of which can open the mine alone to retrieve the sacred stones. Those who do not have this qualification can only do some ancillary work, such as finding and extracting mineral nuclei in the mountains, harvesting charcoal for furnace fuel, etc.

Amon's father felt his physical failure was getting faster and faster over the past two years, and his hands were trembling harder and harder. He waited on time until that day, even if it was too late to let Amon take over his hammer, so he taught his son the local mining skills privately in advance. His father was also surprised that Amon had mastered quite well after two years of practice. Generally speaking, young people in Duke town want to master the control of this unique power, learn from 16 until they are about 20 years old, and it is not possible to use such skill.

Father was surprised, but Amon was even more surprised, not because of how quickly he learned. Didn't clerics and priests say that only with the blessing and grace of the Guardian God can we learn the unique craftsmanship handed down from the generations of Duke Town? I did not experience that solemn and sacred ritual, how did it awaken the legendary power of sleep? He did not ask his father, but asked the old madman Nietzsche, who replied with a nasty nose, but also told him to keep his secrets to himself.

When Amon waved a hammer into the core, his father was nervous and his hands trembled independently, while Amon's face was focused and calm. His father thought it was the first time he had done it, but he didn't know the same thing. Amon had done it many times at the old lunatic's house. Those who teach Amon art privately are not only fathers, but the old lunatics in town teach them. The old lunatics often watch Amon work for him while drinking.

The hammer struck the core, controlling more than just strength, and at the moment of contact, a penetrating shock wave dissipated into the hard core, and there was a long-lasting shock buzzing echo in the house. Then you can see the surface of this harder ore than raw iron with countless fine cracks, the cracks keep staggering and spreading to become dense and numb, and the core gradually turns from black to gray and white and dimly lit.

When the crack spreads to its extremes, the core opens naturally, or is scattered, like falling fine sand, and if you're lucky, a sacred stone appears in the middle of the gray grain.

Instead of being taken out by barbaric force alone, it is very strong and difficult for ordinary forces to destroy it, but it is fragile when it is still in the core of the mine, which accidentally turns into powder along with it.

All the stones are exactly the same shape and size, about the size of a cat eye, and are a perfect positive dodecahedron. It has thirty sides, twenty corners, twelve faces, and each side is a standard straight pentagon. It is said that in the far northwest of the heavenly pivot continent, a wise man named Tai Atted once said that there are only five positive polyhedrons in the world, of which the positive dodecahedron is the most special.

It is the outline of God's world, containing the mysterious information of the fifth element, the source of mysterious power and symbols. The most common gemstone is colorless and transparent, holding it in your hands, from different perspectives, reveals all kinds of unpredictable pentagram shapes, so perfect, eye-catching, fascinating, amazing creator's magic.

In addition to the colorless and transparent Divine Stone, Amon knows that there are four other Divine Stones, each in blue, red, black and white, which, according to a distant wise man, Empedocle, symbolizes the mysterious information that makes up the four elements of the world: water, fire, earth and gas. Of course, Amon listened to the old madman, and he couldn't figure out the truth, much less whether the so-called distant sages really existed, perhaps all made up by the old madman himself.

Regarding the Divine Stone, the old madman Nietzsche also has a disobedient statement, which is the crystallization of the fallen bones of the Divine Meteor, which can be called the Skeleton of God. Amon can't believe this. He once asked the old madman: Will the Eternal Spirit also fall?

And the old madman asks —— the legendary man is created by a god, and man dies, so who created God, why can't they crash? In the oldest legend, the area around the town of Duke was the place where the gods fell during the ancient Gods' War.

The old lunatic also said that he had met monks from the Far East in his early years of travelling to the mainland, calling the Stone Sherry of the Earth, and Amon did not understand what it meant. When he said this, the old madman had a messy beard with red wine juice, a dirty smile, and then he squeezed his eyes at Amon: “What's wrong with the legend of many countries on the continent that the earth is transformed by the bodies of ancient gods, and the stones are the skeletons of gods? ”

Ammon could only think of these as drunken old lunatics drinking, but dared not say it was impossible, so he stopped thinking and remained focused on doing his thing - his best habit.

Although Amon does not understand what the divine stone is, it is very clear about the kinds of divine stones. The number of four special divine stones is much lower than that of ordinary divine stones. The probability of being mined is only a few percent. The exact value of the special divine stones that have appeared in the town of Duke is also unclear. All of them have been taken away by the city state as important donations.

But tonight, after the fine gray white sand that nucleated the mine scattered on the anvil, Amon stood still and the heavy hammer was set in the air. The watching father must also be there, his eyes wide, his mouth open forgot to close, his hands still trembling with the glass, but he did not realize that the wine had splashed on his clothes.

Just between the gray white fine sand, there was a magical stone lying quietly there. It turns out to be pale gold, translucent, and seems to have a strange glow in it that flows mysteriously, as if it contains tears that never drop - what kind of stone is this!

When this stone appeared, a mysterious fluctuation swung silently all around him, and Amon was acutely aware of it, but the unexpected surprise made him not too concerned, and his father was completely stunned. Time was running out, and a polite voice outside the door brought the father and son back to their senses--

“Is anybody home? I am Fayol Judas, the Registrar next to Lord Rod Dick, Lord of Cape State of the Great Empire, on the orders of Lord Dick.” As the speaker spoke, the speaker had pushed the door open, walked through the house into the backyard and came to the door of the workshop.

Listening to his voice was sophisticated, but behaved casually, walking in without permission from his master, with two heavily armed fighters outside the gate and two other fighters following him on both sides. When Amon turned his head and looked out the door, Fayor just crossed the threshold with one foot, revealing his shock and ecstasy.

Fayor is in his thirties, medium-bodied, slightly brown skin, curly hair, dressed in a linen robe and clean. His lips are a little thin, his eyes are a little thin, and he always looks thoughtful, and only in front of these noble adults, Rod Dick, will he show an incredibly focused look. But now, all he sees is the sparkling golden stone.

“Thanks to the great Isis Goddess, thanks to the pity of the gods, the light of God always shines on Ecu and shelters Cape Town State forever…" Between Ammon's doubts, Fayor has passed the threshold, caressing his forehead with one hand, kneeling down on one knee. Two fighters outside the door also knelt with Lord Fayor on one knee, with a long sword in his hand, and a heavy sound from a chest armor collision.

“Who are you, just come in?” Amon asked with hesitation.

Amon's father had put down his glass and stood up, fearfully asking, "My lord, what kind of stone is this? Why have I never seen it? ”

“O great Isis God, forgive this ignorant voice!” When he heard the words of the two fathers and sons, Fayor let go of his hand on his forehead and raised his head to exaggerate shouting. Then he saw Amon and his son still standing there, drinking unhappily: “Get down on your knees! ”

How can it not be irritating that Fayor has knelt down and the civilians of this exotic town are still standing there, looking like Fayor kneeling down on them? Amon's father's lips moved, he didn't dare say anything, don't know if he should kneel down to the stone on the anvil or to the noble adult in front of the door? He thought about it, or he knelt down to Fayor.

Amon gently placed the hammer by the anvil and replied as calmly as possible: "When mining the stone, you must stand before swinging the hammer. Otherwise, how can you see it being removed in good condition?” After speaking, he also learned the posture Fayor had just taken, kneeling on one knee against the stone in front of him. He had realized that the stone he had taken today was unusual, and these men had come for it.

When the two fathers and sons knelt, Fayor stood up, and what he had just seen clearly was that the child had mined the tears of the gods. When Fayor came in, the hammer in Amon's hand had not been dropped. And the dirty old drunk next to him was trembling with his hands, and it was obviously impossible to be the one who had mined the stones.

“Son, you have the blessing of Goddess Isis, and you are fortunate to welcome the tears of the gods into the world. What is your name?” Fayor looked at Amon and asked.

Amon's heart implicitly said that this stone was called the tears of the gods. It seems that the old lunatic said that the stone was the remains of the gods, and it was not completely undisturbed. At the same time, he replied with great respect: "My name is Amon. Everyone here calls me Amon. ”

Amon has a full name called Aruo Meng Su Messiah Hehua Allah Ye Monterey, but the full name is given by his father, and only when he was a child, he said that Amon himself is not very clear, and people in town usually just call him Amon. The more the father gave him such a name, only a descendant nobleman could possess such a long series of titles and write them down, representing the glory of heredity.

Amon is not a slave, but he is not a nobleman, he is just an ordinary citizen in the town of Duke. To give him such a name is just the self-comfort of the drunken father's illusion of glory. That long string of titles is not his family lineage. His father was drunk and made it up, so he wouldn't even mention Amon himself.

Fayol nodded with a seemingly satisfactory nod, and his divine colour became solemn and solemn, saying solemnly: “My name is Fayol-Judah, from the Cape Town State of the Great Empire of Eju, the kingdom of Hati, and I am the chief secretary of Lord Dick, the owner of the city. Lord Dick was commanded by the great Isis Goddess in his dreams that the Virgin of Isis Temple received pity from the gods and was given a tear of the gods, and this is where it came from. ”

After saying this, Fayor cleared his voice, looked at Amon, found that the child had not responded, perhaps had died, so he coughed softly and continued: "Amon, in Isis merciful eyes, you are lucky to welcome the coming of the tears of the gods, thank you for your dedication, it will belong to the guardian saint of Isis Goddess, Goddess will remember your name. … these are given to you by the generous Lord Rod Dick. ”

After speaking, Fayor took out a bag and placed it on the anvil. He reached out and picked up the tears of the gods, put them in a golden box with him, and turned around and walked out. Amon's father saw him do it, and his lips tried to stop it, but he didn't dare speak.

When Amon reacted and stood up, Fayor had gone, and the two samurai followed him closely to protect him, and the handle of the sword touched the armor to make a cold and majestic voice.

The sound made Amon realize that even going out the door was useless. This strange stone, which he had never seen before, had just been mined and taken away by this uninterrupted guest, leaving only one purse. The man said, "Thank you for your contribution”, as if Amon had voluntarily given him the Divine Stone.

Ammon's heart was angry and unhappy, and he thought that tomorrow his father would have to pay a sacred stone. This strange sacred stone, which could have accomplished the task, has now been removed. Then he thought that the magic stone had been taken away by Lord Dick, and if the mayor wanted to pursue it, he should go to Lord Dick, whose family did not fail to pay taxes.

Many thoughts flashed in my heart for a moment, but Amon didn't think of another thing at this moment - Fayol's doing this would reveal that he had learned the craftsmanship of the Duke town without permission.

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Prince Xu Note: Thank you to your bookmate "Three Dream Sect Disciple” for producing this chapter exactly twelve hexahedral divine stone diagram.

Characters in this Chapter -

Amon's father: Duke's miner and blacksmith, he's an alcoholic.

Nietzsche: Duke Township residents, old friends of Amon, nicknamed old lunatics.

Fayol Judas: Clerk of Rod Drick

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