[Yuanshen] After full favorability, the dimension wall is broken

Chapter of the Young Master's Invitation to the Maelstrom

Act Ten What else can love do

It was his 14-year-old, very ordinary day.

The endless snowfields at the end of winter were as pale and cold as ever, and the ice on Lake Varenbeir was even as thick as usual.They said good morning to each other as usual, made beet soup as usual, and prepared to start the day as usual.

Their lives are repeated day after day in the peaceful Sea Chip Town——

——Just like the snow field that seems to never end in the winter, no matter how you walk, it will be a vast paleness that is the same as the surrounding scenery.

Wrapped in a heavy overcoat, he clumsily climbed up a short hillside, looking at the pine forest covered with snow.Looking at the endless forest, he suddenly remembered a story he once told during an ice fishing trip a long time ago, so long that even his father himself may not remember it.

Long, long ago, they had stood by Lake Varenberg; he had not been bored to observe the thickness of the ice then.

At that time, he was strenuously and stubbornly holding the fishing rod handed by his father, which was too heavy for him, watching his father squatting on the thick ice and cutting an ice hole, and then asked him to go there together. In the past put the fishing rod into the cold frozen lake.

Seeing his face flushed red from the cold, and his trembling hand holding the fishing rod stubbornly, his father rubbed his hair with satisfaction, sat next to him, and then waited for a long time. The fish took the bait, and the endless stories of my father.

"Ajax, have you heard of penguins?"

Unlike usual, my father didn't talk about his youthful adventures or stories of heroic adventures from nowhere; instead, he just stared straight at the end of the fishing rod and asked.

Still young, he shook his head.

The father was engrossed in staring at the fishing rod, and after a while he slowly said: "That is a creature that grows in a snowy field far, far away."

"Snowfield?" He raised his head suspiciously, "On the Tivat continent, only the Winter Kingdom has snowfields, right? Hmm... Could it be the Mond mentioned earlier?"

Father smiled: "A long time ago, Mond was indeed a country covered by endless ice and snow and biting cold—but the snowfield where that kind of creature lives is much farther away than Mond."

"They are like any kind of migratory birds, they have their own, fixed breeding areas and wintering areas. For the continuation of the race, their nature makes them go to the ice sheet to breed from generation to generation. The journey is extremely difficult and dangerous. There are invisible dangers everywhere in the world, which may kill these creatures at any time."

"If they want to reach the place of birth, they have only one way to go, and that is to firmly follow the instinct engraved in the blood with their companions in the race, to support and warm each other. After arriving at the place of birth, they will give birth to themselves and then wait with love and anticipation for the child to grow up and the reincarnation of migration.”

He licked his lips boredly, but his hands did not move at all: "It sounds like a complete story."

Father said, "Yes."

Afterwards, there was a long, long silence, until the day when he was a little surprised that his father's story had an end, his father said slowly: "But there was a penguin that broke away from the team during a migration. I walked alone towards the distant mountains."

"Those mountains are in the opposite direction from where they were born, so it's impossible for the penguin itself to get there in its lifetime."

He responded, and picked the paint leather on the fishing rod—if he expected correctly, the penguin was probably going through all kinds of battles, adventures, and finally reaching the top when he went alone to the mountains— —

— "It's dead."

The fishing rod in his hand trembled slightly, startling a fish that was about to bite.He raised his head helplessly and looked at his father puzzled.

But his father's expression was still so calm: "Leave the army, leave the same clan, and go inland alone. The only thing waiting for it is death."

He smiled: "This bird is so silly."

But my father didn't laugh: "Maybe one day, when you look at the sun rising from the east and setting from the west every day in the endless snow field, when you witness such a scene... it is clearly related to the daily sun. The scenery is the same, one day, you feel that something suddenly died on your body, you drop all the work in your hands, and walk westward in desperation... Days and nights until you fall dead. "

He frowned, these words were still too incomprehensible for him who was still young.

For the first time, my father put down the fishing rod in his hand and looked at him seriously: "Tell me, Ajax—which one would you choose? Will you complete the mission safely with your companions, or go to the mountains alone?"

He thought he had grasped the loopholes in the choice given by his father, and smiled confidently: "Why do I have to be this kind of bird? I will not become this kind of creature bound by instinct. Even if I am an animal, I am also a goshawk in the snowfield !"

Father didn't refute his arrogant speech, but just rubbed his hair with a helpless smile.

He covered his hair and protested: "I'm not young anymore, don't rub my hair all the time!"

Father didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Hey, what's the matter with rubbing your hair? It's because you are cute and like you. You will know when you want to rub someone's hair later."

He said, "If I rub Tonya's hair and she beats me, you'll give me your fried fish tonight."

Father:"……"

The topic was diverted in this way, and his father never talked to him about penguins again, and the ice fishing stories became those heroic adventure stories again, and became the future he secretly promised.After he grew up, he realized that there was no such thing as a "penguin" in the world, so he felt that his father was just teasing him like a child.

But on such an ordinary and ordinary day when he was 14 years old, wrapped in a heavy coat, he climbed awkwardly up a low hillside, looking out at the pine forest covered with snow.Looking at the endless forest, he felt something on his body suddenly die with a "crack".

Afterwards, he put down all the work in his hands, took the short sword given to him by his father and the small bag of bread that belonged to him when he came out today, and walked towards the snow forest and rushed towards the mountains regardless.

He was chased by a giant bear and a pack of wolves just like in his father's adventure story, and he stumbled into a bottomless black chasm.

There, he saw the infinite possibilities of another ancient world; there, he met a mysterious swordsman by chance.

There, the ability to provoke endless struggle grew out of his turbulent nature.

"Everyone who comes to the abyss is doomed to lose something."

Silk Kirk said so, but at that time he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

With his rusty dagger in hand, he completed his first adventure.

This is the end of a teenager's career and the beginning of a warrior's journey.

He was discovered by "Rooster", the fifth executive officer of the Fools. "Rooster" included him in the Fools on the grounds of punishment, and ordered him to start from the bottom and assume the responsibility of fighting for the "Ice Queen".The god who will no longer love is cold and pure, arrogant but sharp, opening up a wider battlefield for him and giving him more reasons to fight.

"Know that the destruction of all will be the beginning of a new order."

"At the end of destruction will usher in the dawn of innocence."

By this point, he had put on the mask.

So far, he is not Ajax, but the No. 11 executive officer of the Fools, the "son" Dadalia.He is a sharp sword belonging to Zhiwinter, piercing through all enemies standing in front of Zhiwinter in order to realize the queen's dream.

But after a long, long time, when he set foot in the contract capital surrounded by thousands of autumns, when he cast his eyes on the traveler from another world, when he rose up to take her back to the land where he grew up, when he came When it comes to this world where "Penguins" really exist...

——"Everyone who comes to the abyss is doomed to lose something."

And what he lost was "himself".

But, out of this world, he found...

You woke up from a dream full of frost and cedar, looked up and saw the bloody dusk outside the window.The cold tingling sensation in your hand made your eyes widen instantly, and the sticky sweet smell filled your nostrils.

You looked down and saw the half-broken mask.

That's... Dadalia's...

...Where is Dadalia? !

You leaned on the wall almost frantically, stood up and looked around.You dare not make a loud noise, so you can only search back and forth among the ruins.

……No.

...not here.

...not there.

……why why……

You know in your heart that he's gone, leaving behind only a half-broken mask.

This half-broken mask is now tightly gripped by you in your hands, and the broken fracture is embedded in the palm of your hand, causing needle-like stinging pain, but you can't shed a single tear.

With all your strength, you climbed to the top of the ruins, only to be choked by the dust carrying gravel.The dusk in the distance is soaked in blood, and at the end of the endless ruins is the unreachable sea water like cornflower petals.

This is where it all began and where it all ends.

Everything in Funtaria has been destroyed, including the Cathedral of Pher, including the Nalukesh Canal, including the ball, including early summer, including dreams, including Dadalia, and including you.

It leaves you with the last hope, the rescue that Dadalia once promised you.

Perhaps Dadalia will be waiting for you at the airport, and then you must give him a good beating.When you are not angry, you reluctantly accept his invitation and go back to your hometown with him.At that time, you have to sue Tonya, and laugh at his brother with Tok...

You can no longer tell what you want to write in your chaotic thoughts.You are like a ship that is about to fall apart in a dark tsunami, rushing towards the lighthouse in the dark like moths, even if you know it in your heart...

...knowing that even that lighthouse might just be a white lie of a star.

The pursuers had all left, and the most difficult road to the airport fell into an almost eerie emptiness.

Clutching the broken mask tightly, you walked towards the airport step by step in the dusk, until the brilliance of the dusk had all dissipated and entered the deep night, and you no longer had the strength to shed tears.You even made yourself forget that you were in Funtaria, you made yourself forget that you were at war, you tried with all your might to—

——You stand blankly on an open ground, under the pale light of the last lamp, looking at the guns and dry food that have not been cleaned up.

You stand in the empty sky, remembering the afternoon sun falling through the eight broken stained glass windows into the church and his profile, after he was gone for so long—

"—the rescue team is coming soon, and I will send you there."

……fraud.

"However, buddy, you have to follow behind me well. It's not safe outside... But don't worry, I will definitely send you to the plane safely."

……fraud.

Outside the Feier Cathedral are people who have gone crazy in the war. They have given up the last bottom line, ready to move outside the church, roaring to fight and plunder; thumb up:

"Then, it's agreed."

"The glaciers are cold, and the snowfields are cold."

"—the lying tongue is all frozen."

……fraud.

You opened your left hand, staring blankly at the broken mask in your hand, and could no longer bear the great pain in your heart.You just remember crouching on the ground crying with all your might as the distant black dots in the sky flew from the other side of the sea, getting bigger and bigger until you could almost hear the loud hum of the engine— —

——With your back facing the huge buzzing sound, you frantically ran towards the ruins in the opposite direction.

In the bloody dusk, metal collided violently with metal, making a tooth-piercing hissing sound.

The young man's thin body was wrapped in blood-soaked clothes, the seemingly childish face was splashed with blood, and the dull dark blue eyes gleamed with crazy joy.

He shuttled through the crowd holding his weapon like a velvet-wrapped silver blade, and every sprint brought a lot of blood.Large swathes of blood smeared on the white bandage, like roses blooming in the snow field.

The ground was splattered with blood, and even the sky turned blood red because of the dusk.The people who kept coming in looked at the panting young man who was slightly bowed in the center of the venue with hatred and fear. He had already thrown away the overcoat he had been wearing all the time, and his smooth orange-brown hair was also stained with congealed blood. Large pieces of old wounds were split open, dripping down his waist continuously.

That man, really is a pure lunatic, a monster—

——Everyone present thought so.

The ruthless and crazy young man in front of him was witnessed many times going to the airport. No matter how obstructed he would be, he would go to the airport resolutely, and he tried to avoid war along the way.They guessed that most of the young people in front of them were seriously injured after the siege and planned to wait for rescue at the airport.

However, he came out on his own initiative.

In the bloody sunset, with an almost crazy smile, he rushed into their search team desperately and left all the way to the airport in the opposite direction.

His path was extremely difficult, and endless fights awaited him one after another, until his body was completely soaked in blood, until everyone thought that such a serious injury would not allow him to move forward, until he could no longer No one dared to step forward to challenge him, and when he was sure that he would die before he would die and then scattered cursingly——

—he heard a faint humming.

He was almost unable to stand still, and could only move by the weapon in his hand.But the pride in his heart made him unwilling to fall on the ground that was trampled on.He raised his hand, looked at the bloody hands, felt the bloody smell in his throat, and revealed a faint, heartfelt smile amidst the blood.

Having been deprived of "meaning" by the abyss and turned into a meaningless weapon, he finally has someone who wants to wield a sword for it.

Master...

...is this the answer you want to see?

He didn't expect an answer, nor did he ever need one.He just stood quietly under the darkness, and then walked towards the nearby ruins step by step with the already broken knife.

"Dear little sister, how are you doing at home recently? Is the old man getting better? Please send my regards to my parents, brothers and sisters."

"I sent some cold and headache medicine from Liyue Port, it's very useful. It can save him from nagging for a few days. It should arrive in a few days."

"Apart from the old man's things, of course I will not forget your presents. Along with the letter, I will present you with two sets of Liyue kites, one rattle drum, two rice wife porcelain dolls, and a box of various snacks."

"Besides, everything is fine with me here, please don't worry. I also met an important person here, if she comes to our house later, don't bully her."

"Donia, please don't worry, don't be naughty at home. I'm going home soon, as I said, when I pick off all the seven stars of Liyue and give them to Her Majesty the Queen, I will be with that big sister Let's take the first batch of boats back together. When the time comes, let's have a snowball fight together!"

……

"Tell me, Ajax—which one would you choose? To complete the mission safely with your companions, or to go to the mountains alone?"

……

"When will you have a few weeks off?"

"I want to show you the scenery of my hometown."

"Look at the wind and snow all over the sky, and stand on the icy lake that won't break if you step on it a few times."

"Some people make large ice sculptures..."

"If you like snowball fights, I can be on your team and let the younger brothers and sisters go together."

"I can also make you authentic beetroot soup with specialties from my hometown."

"...Ice fishing is also possible! It's much bigger than the fish raised in the pond."

"How about it, would you like to..."

"...Will you accept my invitation?"

……

"...But the martial arts that truly reach the pinnacle are achieved by 'humans'."

"Ajax..."

"...Why on earth are you swinging your sword?"

……

"...Perhaps, it's because of growing up in endless paleness..."

"So after you become the darkness in the world who fully understands me, the rest..."

"...the only colorful thing."

The icy moonlight poured in through the cracks in the ruins, and his dull dark blue eyes were somewhat hollow.The blood had solidified, but the wound could not be closed.He knew better than anyone else that as long as he moved, large streams of blood would gush out from the open wound.

Smiling self-deprecatingly, he closed his eyes slightly.

When was the last time you were so embarrassed?

...he no longer remembers.

Maybe... in the abyss?

Or maybe... the day he got the Eye of God?

Was it the mission that tried to put him to death, or was it the time he tried to look at and bite the huge monster?

but……

... He didn't even have any unwillingness or regret in his heart.

After walking for a long time, he was out of the world, and finally found his own rose.

She looked like all the roses in the world, but he knew her instantly no matter where she was or what she looked like.

She is... the most unique rose in the world.

His pupils had begun to dilate, and the ruins under the moonlight made his whole body icy cold.

He thought of the scenery of his hometown, the endless snowfield, his father's endless adventure stories during ice fishing, the fools, the queen, Toke, Tonya, his brothers and sisters, and ...

He lifted his head feebly, as if trying to find something in the endless starry sky.

The me who was robbed of everything by the abyss, the me who devoted herself to the endless battle, the me who fell into madness in the battle and dispute...

Even though I have nothing like this, I want to hold onto something tightly...

... ugly?

Or……

"Ajax!"

A hoarse cry, almost weeping blood, pierced the icy night.

He looked up and saw his rose falling like a light kite.

His eyes widened in an instant, and he subconsciously struggled to reach out to catch her.The mottled wounds cracked open, and he hugged the lost and recovered flowers tightly.

His rationality told him that he had already let go of his hand and told her to go to the airport to get on the rescue plane. He had questioned why she hadn't left yet. He should ask her where she was these few hours, what she had experienced, and why she came back again...

...but he didn't.

They just hugged tightly.Her clothes were stained with his blood, and he absorbed the last warmth.

Even though we have nothing like this, we still want to hold on to something, are we ugly?

...or is it beautiful?

"……You lied to me."

Hearing her muffled words buried in his neck, he couldn't help but smiled helplessly: "I'm sorry, Miss."

She clenched her hands tightly and said nothing.

"Miss……"

He moved his lips, and with the last of his strength, he took off the earrings on the side of his ears, carefully wiped off the blood on them, and gently placed them in her hands.

"I'm here." She kept trembling, "I'm here, Dadalia, I'm here."

He smiled, and asked a little capriciously, "Call me Ajax...is that okay?"

She choked up and nodded: "...um."

"...I really want to stay a little longer."

"The longer you stop, the greater the joy when you meet next time."

The ceiling in his field of vision kept blurring, and in the darkness, he remembered the only bright color he saw in the endless abyss a long time ago.

At the age of 14, he saw the evening star.It burned violently, illuminating a corner of the abyss, even if only for a moment.

So... when fighting, he will never use stupid words like "burning up" to drive himself.

After all, when it burns out, nothing remains but ashes.

At the age of 19, he hugged his evening star tightly in a broken ruin, under the icy moonlight, and in a dream of endless snow fields.

"Miss, are you... willing to accept my invitation?"

The sweet blood kept rushing to his throat, and he struggled to open his eyes wide to look at you.

So dim, dark and deep, like the deep sea, the eyes that have been blackened by the abyss since the age of 14, at this time, reflect the evening stars shining brightly.

You choked up and nodded vigorously: "I promise you, don't talk anymore, I will definitely take you back with me, I will definitely..."

"So, let's make an agreement like this?"

The young man smiled slightly, his clear eyes reflected your face, and he stretched out his little finger to you.

"Glacier cold..."

"...Xue Yuanhan—"

The words come to an abrupt end, and your hands feel empty, save for the hollow echo of the remaining half of the mask as it falls to the floor of the ruins.

You moved your lips, and lightly put the two halves of the mask back together.

Only this time, you never cried again.

You just stood up with a mask, accompanied by the sound of the tide, the humming, and the early summer that has passed away, fulfilling your promise with Ajax.

"The glacier is cold, the snow field is cold..."

"—the lying tongue is all frozen."

The night has passed, the first ray of dawn breaks free from the dark clouds, and the quiet and gentle sea silently watches the earth that has shed tears.

……Its daybreak.

The author says:

Description of reference materials:

①Penguin-related stories are inspired and drawn from the documentary "Encounter at the End of the World", Haruki Murakami's "South of the Border and West of the Sun", "The Moon and Sixpence" and the background story of Dadalia.

② "Even if we have nothing like this, we still want to hold on to something. Are we ugly? ... Or, is it beautiful?" Adapted from "What else can love do".

③An additional chapter will be released tomorrow, which is the Otome version of the Dadalia character voice interface that was given to relatives and friends when the character design was first made. You can watch it as a side story.Because it is changed from the voice interface, it has a large overlap with the game text, and it has nothing to do with the main line, so you don't need to buy it.

The tone of this chapter was set from the beginning of writing, so the chapter name is "Chapter of the Maelstrom".On the one hand, I want to write about the absurdity and cruelty of war. On the other hand, I think that Dadalia should bloom most vividly in the flames of war.

But don't worry, after the end, there will be a solo episode of each character, in the episode, everyone can fulfill their promise and accompany Yaya to visit his hometown.If you are interested, welcome to wait for the extra episode.

The advance receipt has already begun to outline.

The overall atmosphere of the next chapter will be a little more relaxed!

The long-lasting snow, what secrets are hidden under the snow-capped mountains in the north?

Go and see it with your friends!

Snow Mountain Special Invitation: Deep Hidden Chapter, participating characters: Abedo, Yula, Amber, Bennett, Fischer, will start soon~

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