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The landing did go as espected. As her looked around him he could not help but feel hopefull for the futur. He would be free from a life he had tolerated for so long, free from his duty and most importantly, free from the lie of his "father".
He did not know where he was but the vast sand dune told him he was in desert far from civilisation . He tried to fluctuate his magic and much to his pleasure it answered and carressed the tip of his fingers.
Looking around he casted a spell and a house rose from the ground. A simple house made of sand and wood. He waved his hand in the direction of his house and casted a few spell made to make the house resistant to storm or other danger. He added a feww more to have water at his disposal and finally went in.
It was a lot more sober than the castle back on Asgärd but he felt more at ease here.
While he went and furnished his house, a few desert dweler saw the house. They did not know what to think of this. They spent their lives in the desert but seeing such a beautifull house appear out of nowhere in the caravane path, they were surprised.
The young one wanted to go and see if it was a trick of the desert but the elders knew it would be seen as an insult if it was a spirit of the desert.
After a few hours of discussion they decided to send one of the elder to make sure of this strange vision.
_-_Elder POV_-_
The Gods must be playing with my mind.
In all the years I spent on the desert, nothing like that ever happened.
The young people wanted to see but it would be too dangerous, itt could be, gods forbide, a Jin.
While he was approaching the house, he began to hear strange incantation coming from the house.
A slow tune, soft to the hear, was coming from the entrance.
The house gave an impression of mystery
As he reached the door, he silently prayed and knocked at the door.
_-_Normal POV_-_
He looked around him and felt sastified, the house was furnished with confortable sofa and a library he planned to fill as time goes by. The bathroom worked and the enchantment on the door and windows kept the sand from coming in the house.
He nodded and chanted a spell to keep his house hidden from Heimdall.
Ending the song, he was about to go to the scry room but was stoped by a soft knock at the door.
Unsure of what to expect, he changed his attire to look like what the midgardian called a Thoth's guardian, keeping the elmet off but the sword still on his waist.
While outdated, it was the only outfit that came to his mind for a desert attire.
Making sure the sword would easily be used, he opened the door.
_-_Elder POV_-_
He did not know what to do, he never thought such a being would appear in front of him.
Thoth's warrio,a keeper of knowledge , an equilibrium keeper.
The godly envoy stood in front of him, waiting for him to do something.
Without delay, he bowed and waited fo the godly being to speak.
As second passed he began to think he did something wrong and the warrior was about to punish him but after a few minutes, the go's envoy finally spoke.
"Stand and tell me the reason of your presence."
The sentence was simple and direct. Immediatly the elder stood up and looked at the emotionless face of the warrior.
" O god's warrior, my people sent me to see what this house was an illusion or the home of a desert's spirit. Please forgive our ignorance."
The warrior stared at his face and seemed to judge him.
"Do not fear mortal. Your people will not be punished but you'll need to do something for me."
With a wave of his hand a ringappeared out of nothing and landed on the hand of the elder.
"This ring will allow you to send other books to me just by touching them. Each time fifty book are sent to me i'll give a minor blessing to your people, if one of those book please the gods, i'll grant a real blessing."
He blincked and looked at the ring in his hand, it seemed to speak to him, to sing a soft song.
"As you had the courrage to try to protect your people and maybe face an evil spirit, I grant you this spirit."
Again, he waved his hand but this time a small desert's snake appeared around his neck before transforming into a necklace.
"This snake will protect your as long as you weart it. Should someone try to steal it, he will kill him. If you die he will disappear."
The elder nodded while touching the necklass that hissed softly to his touch.
"Leave mortal, you'll never see this house again but do not fear, the gods honor their promise".
As he said so, he began to chant and the house began to disappear, he looked at me and disappeared.
He never thought the day would come he would meet and envoy from the gods but the ring and necklass were still here. He went back to his people and told them what happened. Most did not trust his word but when one of them tried to take his necklass, it transformed in a snake and bit the fool who died the moment he was bitten.
After this , none tried to touch it and they accepted the word of the elder. They made a point to find book for the god's warrior. After all, a servant of god blessing would still be welcomed.
_-_Normal POV_-_
The man he met was strange, he somehow mistook him for one of his gods envoy. Loki did not know what to do at first, surprised by the reaction of the old midgardian. Still, he used this situation to his advantage and made a deal with the mortal.
He would colled book for him and loki would "bless" him if the quality of the books pleased him.
He changed his clothes nack to his leather one and sat on his bed.
He waved his hands a few time and a mirror appeared in front of. Using it he looked around midgard. It was surprising how humanity evolved but still kept it stupidity.
From what he saw, they managed to build cart without horse and boat of metal tha flew. Their houses went from the house made from mud to giant tower of glass and metal. Poor were everywhere while rich could be found on certain places. He sighed and vanished the mirror.
Closing his eyes he sighed and smiled, unaware of the man in iron armor coming in the direction of his house.