Chapter 44: Mount, Three Requirements for a Young Mare 3
Mount Mandala towers into the clouds, its height unknown.
The mountain is densely covered with flowers, home to countless small creatures and elves.
A beautiful young girl appeared before Vann, her brows furrowed, her lips pouting, her demeanor quite assertive.
"Aren't you a deity?"
Vann was startled. No wonder his divine senses hadn't detected Saint Makina. It turned out he had a preconceived notion.
He believed that the Saint Makina mentioned by Kama, the god of love, was a deity.
So this was a young mare elf!
"Are you a deity? Father said that gods who come to Mount Mandala pay homage."
Saint Makina's tone softened slightly, as if she had sensed Vann's divine identity.
A deity is a supreme being worshipped by all living beings.
Although she was the daughter of Angelo, the Lord of Life, she also had her own beliefs, and her deity was Mount Mandala. "Who's your father?" Vann asked.
He found the filly quite interesting and immediately felt the urge to tease her.
"My father is the great Mandala Mountain."
The filly raised her head proudly. Her beautiful face was like a young girl, yet she possessed the proud naivete of a young woman.
"Mandala Mountain?"
Vann was taken aback, then began to scrutinize the filly before him.
Her lovely face was like an angel, and her impressive figure, hidden by a veil of sari, was almost visible.
Her long, straight legs—er, four in number—were not a drawback, but rather a unique advantage.
Generally speaking, whether it was female deities or other beings, most could only be developed to the level of virginity.
The filly was different.
Her innate qualities allowed her to develop to at least the level of virginity.
The reason for this was that Vann wasn't sure how many yoni and gumen the filly had.
Mount Mandala shouldn't have bred this little mare, so Vann asked again, "Who is your mother?"
"My mother is the great Angelo Prajapati." The mare's brows flickered with sadness as she spoke of her mother.
"What? Your mother is Angelo Prajapati!"
Vann was surprised, looking at Saint Makina in disbelief.
Angelo Prajapati, Vann knew.
This was the third son of the creator god Brahma, a male Prajapati. How could he be Saint Makina's mother?
"My mother was charged with giving birth to all living things in the universe. When he traveled to Mount Mandala, he was captivated by the greatness and devoutly offered his feminine side.
She transformed into a maternal celestial horse and gave birth to a child for the great Mount Mandala. That child is me, the lovely Saint Makina!"
Saint Makina spoke joyfully and began to dance.
Vann finally understood everything and couldn't help but marvel at Angelo's abilities, though it was indeed commendable.
He had given birth to such a wonderful daughter.
Innocent, straightforward, lovable, and beautiful.
Vann loved her.
After a while, Saint Makina, feeling a little tired, paused, as if reflecting on something.
"You haven't told me yet, are you a deity?"
Upon hearing Saint Makina's words, Vann smiled. He extended a hand, five fingers pointing heavenward, and a form of wisdom instantly materialized behind him.
"Are you Vann, the God of Consciousness? Mother told me you're the husband of the great Lord Ximi, a blessed and fortunate deity."
Saint Makina, with a look of surprise, immediately repeated Angelo's exact words.
Vann's mouth twitched.
His reputation as a gigolo to the Earth Goddess Ximi, listed on the list, wouldn't be erased any time soon.
"You're the daughter of Angelo, so why don't you possess divine power?" Vann asked in confusion.
Any child born to the Angelo possesses divine power and wisdom.
But Saint Makina before him possessed only wisdom, not divine power. This meant she could never attain godhood, either now or in the future.
This puzzled Vann.
Saint Makina's joyful smile vanished upon hearing this, a bitter expression etched on her face.
"My mother said I'm the offspring of Pegasus and Mount Mandala, born to be a laborer and a mount, so I shouldn't possess divine power."
As she spoke, Saint Makina's eyes welled with tears, a look of grievance evident.
"Then will you be my mount?"
Vann blurted out.
His urge to explore made him barely think. 1
"Of course. It's my honor to be a mount for a god. But you must agree to three conditions. These are the laws my mother left behind."
Saint Makina's beautiful and lovely face revealed surprise, and her eyes, filled with gratitude, looked at Vann.
A laborer without divine power could only serve as a mount for elves or dwarves, unfavorable to the gods.
She despised the unintelligent elves and disliked the diminutive dwarves.
"Tell me, what are the three conditions?"
Vann smiled gently.
Is this Saint Makina, the guardian of Mount Mandala, as the god of love, Kama, had mentioned?
Without divine power, only uninspired wisdom, how could she protect Mount Mandala?
(Wisdom is a prerequisite for becoming an ascetic. Wisdom without divine power can only lead to immortality, not godhood.)
But Saint Makina inherited the strength of Mount Mandala. Her body was extremely powerful, comparable to that of the primordial elemental god.
It was precisely because of this that Vann chose Saint Majina as his mount.
"The first condition is that you must offer a gift to my parents, the rare flowers and fruits of the yoni flower and the linga fruit."
"The second condition is that you cannot force me to do anything I don't want to do."
"The third condition is that you cannot lend me to anyone, including your father and brothers."
Saint Majina said seriously, "If you can do these three things, I will be your mount, Your Highness, the Exalted God of Consciousness."
"Even Angelo Prajna knows about the yoni flower?"
Vann cursed Kama, the God of Love. Wasn't it said that not many people knew about it? How did Angelo Prajna appear?
"Okay, I agree to all three of your conditions."
Vann agreed without even thinking.
These three conditions weren't excessive.
The second and third conditions were clearly set by Angelo Prajna, concerned that his daughter would be bullied.
As for the first one?
Even if Vann hadn't been poisoned by the yoni flower, he would have agreed to the mare's three laws.
"You agreed! That's wonderful! You're such a loving master. Never let anyone else ride me again!"
Saint Majina joyfully embraced Vann and kissed him passionately.
Vann chatted with Saint Majina for a while longer, only to learn that Angelo's master had only established two laws.
There was no third law; Saint Majina had added it herself.
What a clever little fellow.
Even if there hadn't been a third law.
My BMW is not for loan!
"Gina, do you know the effects of the yoni flower and the linga fruit?" Vann asked, expressing the question that had been weighing on his heart.
"Of course I know, Master. You've been poisoned by the yoni flower. I can also sense the location of the yoni flower and the linga fruit. To detoxify, Master, you must first obtain the exotic flowers and fruits."
"I'll take you there. Ride me now..."
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