The world needs more heroes

Philomena stared coldly at the man who called herself Alasdair Eldwin, her vigilance was not relaxed at all, and her narrowed eyes were sharp as if they could penetrate the man's heart.

Alasdair raised his hands weakly, put on a look of surrender, and said with a smile: "Oh, I haven't seen such an energetic little girl for a long time."

"But—" Before Alasdair finished speaking, Philomena felt an extremely heavy force pressing on her body, and she staggered a step as she was a little drowsy due to illness. But still stubbornly held on.

"Kids should listen to adults obediently." The man disappeared from the end of the bed and appeared beside Philomena in an instant. Mina was forced to sit down on the bed, she glared at Alasdair viciously, and was about to unsheath her hand holding Wakizawa.

Alasdair's left hand wearing a few jewel rings tapped in the air, and several emerald green vines flashed out from the emeralds, directly binding Philomena's hand and Wakizawa, Aras Dyer seemed to be quite at ease, the man gently touched Philomena's head, a warm breath flowed from his hand, and the golden light flashed in the room a few times, as if Waves of warm current gently slid down from the top of Philomena's head.

Philomena, who was originally unwell due to the subtle headache and weak hands and feet, felt different in an instant.

The sore nose seemed to have been poured with some dredging agent, and it was unimpeded in an instant, as if those ailments were uprooted from the body. Philomena tried to pull out the hand bound by the vines on the wakizashi, But the vine is far from being as weak as it looks.

"I didn't mean anything malicious—it's just that in the past six months, you have passed my test perfectly." Alasdair knelt down on one knee in front of Philomena, which made the difference in height between them happen. After changing, Philomena, who was sitting on the bed, could easily look down on him.

Alasdair's almost black dark blue eyes looked directly at Philomena with a smile, and a ruby ​​earring slightly reflected the light on his right ear: "So, you are willing to be my Apprentice?"

The eyes of the girl in front of him had an untamable fierce light, trying to bite him twice like a fearless little lion, Alasdair blinked, letting a smile fill his dark blue eyes, Helplessly, with a teasing look: "Don't you want to know why you are the only one who can kill those dark creatures?"

Philomena pursed her lips and glared at him with a super fierce expression, but she couldn't do anything else.

Although I don't know what that person did to make her cold better, but for the time being, regardless of the extremely resilient vines that are tightly binding her hand holding the knife, even the opening of Genji's right hand that can shoot darts is restricted. It's as if the other party knows these skills well.

The angel who was originally controlled by Athena outside was completely unable to contact at the moment, and Athena was just anxiously trying to mobilize other clones in Philomena's mind, but the whole space seemed to be locked, except for Fei. Outside of Romina and Alasdair, it seemed that even time stopped flowing.

"...What do you want?" Philomena has never been a person who can't judge the situation, but she never cared whether she was alive or dead before.

Just when she was about to grit her teeth and tell the opposite person to let him go home and gnaw on her, scattered voices suddenly flashed in Philomena's mind, blue bold, gentle and soft, full of sunshine, full of sunshine. In the dark night.

In the end, she suddenly relaxed her tight nerves, leaving only those eyes with a vigilant look, she said calmly: "What do you want?"

Alasdair blinked, the arc of the corner of his mouth deepened slightly, he knocked on the emerald ring that released green vines in his hand, then stood up, with a sense of relief in his elegant tone: "This It's a long, nay, or rather long story, but we just happen to—"

He turned his gaze to the clock hanging on the wall, where the time hadn't moved a minute since he appeared.

"Have a lot of time."

Philomena frowned, interrupting the story he wanted to tell from the beginning, and she naturally noticed the never-moving time on the wall.

The entire space seemed to be static, the slightly raised curtains were still fixed in their original positions, the dust in the air did not slowly fall with gravity, but stayed in the air, dreaming a dream that would never fall .

"I'm not interested in the recap. What are you doing here? What do you want? Where are you from? What's up with the Overwatch system?"

She was obviously the one who was restrained, but Philomena acted as if she had the upper hand, uncharacteristically reticent, and voiced all her doubts in the past six months.

"Pfft." Alasdair couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he waved his left hand easily, and a luxurious medieval red velvet chair quietly landed on the floor in front of Philomena. Sit on it: "You really are an interesting kid... Well, since I have something to ask of you──"

"As I said when we first met, I am Alasdair Eldwin, an unknown mage on the Dakron Continent. About a year ago, I created the Overwatch system and made it ──and the artificial intelligence Athena that controls it──is released into this world.”

"I think you may be a little troubled by the dark creatures that have broken into your world from time to time in the past three months or so, and even found that no one else can do effective damage to these creatures except you." He didn't delay , and quickly moved on to one of the subjects that Philomena wanted to know most now.

"Those creatures will appear in this world, mostly because of me. I saw such a future a year ago, but I have no way to repair these cracks in time and space. In order to make up for the mistakes I made, And don't let the life of this world be slaughtered by dark creatures, so I created the Overwatch system, hoping that Athena can find a strong soul."

"He—or she—should have the courage to go forward without fear, the kindness to face all, a prudent and prudent soul, and impeccable wisdom."

"I guess it took Athena a long time, but she did find someone I was looking for in the end."

"...All that you said has nothing to do with me." Philomena mocked coldly. She turned her head and stopped looking at Alasdair, but The handsome mage vaguely peeped into his red ears from his long black hair.

He chuckled, "Really?"

Alasdair did not hold on to this point, and the mage changed the topic very intimately: "After I launched the Overwatch system, I once built a notification device on the system. When the system is locked When my host is triggered, I will be notified."

"I've been observing you for half a year. I only wanted you to take over the job of repelling the dark creatures, but──"

"You did a lot better than I thought."

Alasdair never imagined that there was a child—a 16-year-old, not even a fraction of his age—who would heroically fend off that nightmare unicorn with his life and death. Knowing that even in their world, the Nightmare Unicorn is definitely not a monster that is easy to deal with. It once killed several mercenary groups.

"I've met a lot of kids who wanted to be my apprentices, but they couldn't do it, they couldn't even meet my requirements."

Alasdair's voice paused abruptly, obviously he had no desire to continue, and in the end he just shook his head helplessly: "These dark creatures will enter your world through the cracks in an endless stream, currently in four It only appeared four times in a month, but it will become more and more frequent in the future, and the power of your world cannot cause harm to them."

"Only the power created by the original world can repel them."

"So what you mean is that you created a crack in the space, which caused these dark creatures to pass through the crack. In order to make up for it, you created the Overwatch system and wanted me to work for you?" Philomena concluded with a gloomy face. After the above long series of words, Alasdair nodded cheerfully after being silent for two seconds: "Yes!"

Philomena: ...are you a dog?

As if feeling the murderous intent that had been suppressed by Philomena slowly reappearing, Alasdair hurriedly remedied: "I'm already looking for a way to close the space crack, but it will take a certain amount of time. During this period of time, I have no way to guarantee that this world will not be eroded by dark creatures, so I will show up and tell you this—”

"I don't want to be a teacher." Philomena interrupted him: "As for what you said, I have already been doing it."

Whether or not Alasdair is present, Philomena has been banishing dark creatures that might harm ordinary people from the beginning, and this has nothing to do with Alasdair's desire to recruit herself: "If you just If you want to say these words, then we have already reached a half-consensus, and for you, I will still drive away those dark creatures that appear because of you."

"For me, I don't need companions who don't care."

Alasdair was stunned, with a faint sigh in his dark blue eyes, he paused and then said: "Actually, I don't only have this request, it's not so much you who need a companion, it's me .”

Philomena frowned slightly, and was about to speak when she saw a handsome computer appear out of nowhere in her room, and the screen on it was extremely familiar to her.

The sorcerer who claimed to be unknown in front of him scratched his hair in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "I think your iron fist is pretty good──"

"Are you black? I'm Anna Thief Six!"