because i am stel

"Therefore, someone must seize the opportunity, take advantage of the moment when her mind is shaken, and crush her fantasies of returning home - only I can do this kind of thing. Therefore, this villain must be done by me."

"Really, I have worked so hard to widen the road. But am I the only one running, and the others are completely useless?"

She shook her head, her eyes shifted naturally, and she glanced at the thoughtful pink and white haired princess on the wall.

"With me alone, I can't give her happiness... I can't even give myself happiness."

"so……"

"You useless guys, if you don't come out for a while, I won't even leave the soup for you."

Chapter 140 Five: Homesickness is not good for health

long, long ago.

Tyra.

It was another ordinary dusk, another good night that gradually dyed the sky and slowly approached.

The flaming-haired girl and her sword ended a giant beast hunt in the daytime, and when the mountain-like monster that was revered by the local natives and called the god of desolation fell, at this point in time, it was not a very powerful flaming beast. As a girl with long hair, she also felt quite heavy tiredness.

Power... Power doesn't favor a little girl for nothing.

Before one's own ability and skills reached the standard line, even Levantin, who could provide infinite fire, would not be able to provide support beyond the limit of the girl's current ability.

If he wanted to obtain the inexhaustible twilight fire from Lewandine, he had to hone an indestructible body that could bear the fire first.

And at this moment, although she has touched it, she is far from reaching that indestructible state.

So she will still be tired, and will still feel pain and suffering—her growth is not a happy wandering with Levantine all the way.It is a painful road full of thorns.

But she herself didn't care how rough the road was on the ground.

——"You can actually choose to participate in the celebration dinner prepared for you by the group of mortals. The death of the giant beast will inevitably be accompanied by the rise of a new dynasty. And you who are the absolute main force in the crusade must be courted by those in power. Object."

The sword made a sound and floated behind the girl, watching the girl climb up the lonely peak, watching the girl raise a bonfire on the peak.

"Then drink a glass of poisoned wine, life and death can't be controlled by yourself from now on?" The girl snorted softly, with a cold smile on her face. "Flying birds are gone, good bows are hidden. This is a necessary ruling skill for every power holder. I don't have the heart to play house with the group of natives there, and I don't want to let this rare good mood fail."

——"This possibility is indeed not small. But the spells and poisons of those mortal creatures are very weak, and I don't think they can work on you."

"Indeed it can't." The flaming-haired girl nodded slightly.She sat down by the campfire and stretched herself—a thin cloud of mist floated in the distance. "But their actions will hinder my principles of conduct. Although I have no interest in raising swords to ordinary people. But if someone strikes at me, I will definitely repay them with cruel means."

"I will cut off the head of that dragon man, kill all the ministers who are prepared for him, burn his palace, destroy his army, and let his dynasty be destroyed-I will do this, because this is the way to attack me And if his descendants retaliate against me and take action. Then I will take another shot and kill all the relatives of this dragonman."

The girl's fingertips gently fiddled with the flames in the bonfire.

"I didn't intend to do this, so I chose to leave early. It's my mercy for them."

——"You really don't show affection, Shirtel. I originally thought that you would look at this mortal country that has many similarities with your hometown and motherland."

"It's just a poor imitation." The girl snorted lightly. "Natural disasters have determined that all countries in the world are more inclined to nomadic pastoralism than fixed farming civilization. The idea of ​​a great unification is even more difficult to form. At best, it is a large-scale federation that is mutually recognized by multiple cities-socialism, democratic centralism , these true features of my motherland are unlikely to appear on this land even in another 3000 years. It is just a false fake.”

"Goguryeo, naturalized North Korea... This imitation is the highest evaluation I can get from here. Even if I really want to empathize, it is in the dream world... some other places. I have seen many Things that did not exist in this era, ideals, pursuits. And this really makes it very difficult for me to have even the slightest approval for this imitation feudal country here on Terra..."

——"So that's it, Shirtel. The reason you dislike these natives is because you have had too high expectations for them in the near future."

The girl's fingertips withdrew from the flames—there was no burn mark on her tender fingers.

"It's okay for you to think so, Lewandine. And don't you plan to change the subject?"

— "Are you embarrassed, Sylter."

"Of course I'm embarrassed." The girl had no intention of hiding her emotions.She looked towards the foot of the mountain, and then her eyes narrowed slightly. "But I'm not going to change my mind."

The sword floated up gently and flew around her in a small circle.

——"It seems that you really have a special liking for your hometown, Shirtel. Why don't we discuss this, if one day, you return to your hometown, what do you plan to do?"

"I'll die if I go back." The girl wrinkled her nose. "My body was very weak in my previous life, and my respiratory system disease also made it difficult for me to use much strength and move in a dense smoke environment-I would have been burned to death in that fire, of course, it is also possible that I was burned Dead, that's why you came to Terra."

——"Well, it seems that the prerequisites are not sufficient—then add an additional one. If you can keep all the memories here and return to your hometown, and quickly find a compatible way of power to escape from the sea of ​​fire, then you What will you do next?"

The girl hesitated.

"Interesting subject. Hmm... I think I'll probably take the civil service exam."

Jian didn't reply, but twisted in the air a little unnaturally, expressing doubts.

"Isn't this a normal unfolding?" She raised her finger, stirring the air on the campfire.The clouds in the distance were separated to the two sides by the gust of wind she set off with the butterfly effect.But the sun also disappeared at the same time.

“A 21-year-old freelance young woman who narrowly escaped death and devoted herself to nation-building after being miraculously cured of a lung disease—isn’t that my right? I’m a citizen with no criminal record, I’m highly educated Education, I am naturally qualified to take the civil service examination and then join the state power."

"Then I will progress step by step, starting from the basic staff... or clerks. Gradually, I will handle all the affairs within the jurisdiction, and understand all the internal and external issues of the country and how it works from the grassroots level. At the same time, build a My network, my political allies. And when my body reaches 60, I should try to take the helm myself."

The girl's fingertips were lightly stacked together to form a tower.

"At that time, I can use my vision and knowledge reserves that are at least 1000 years ahead of the times to bring my country and even the entire civilization to the interstellar age. I will walk among the stars with my civilization until I can The limit, the end of strength."

—— "I am amazed by your ideas. Sylter... I thought your character would conflict with your country."

"That's an irrational and immature behavior." The girl replied flatly: "It's my innate basis for cooperation. And I'm not the kind of brat who gets complacent after gaining power."

— "Then why didn't you work with it in the first place?"

"Because that would do more harm to society itself." The flaming-haired girl shook her finger. "In a solid social structure. All the forces should be in place. And that's why I've spent decades looking at the whole social structure—I want to make sure I'm in the right place, a A position where I can maximize my talents without causing social unrest. And before that, I don’t even plan to use much supernatural power, unless there is a sudden alien invasion or a world war.”

"Only I can do this, and no one else can. Because only I can ignore all domestic or international interests. Only I have the most long-term vision. Only I have the most advanced productivity and the most Powerful violence. Similarly, only I have the patience and perseverance to settle down and prepare for decades under the premise of being able to decide which way the earth should turn."

"Only I can, and only I have the opportunity to do it. So I don't compromise my social status."

Long story.

Even with the sword, it is rare to see a girl expressing her opinions freely like this.

——"Very interesting idea." Jian replied: "Sirtel, it seems that you are actually looking forward to returning to your hometown."

"It's natural. Wealth and honor don't return home. It's like walking in brocade clothes at night—this concept is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in my hometown."

— "Then why don't you do it on Terra?"

"Tera is not my hometown."

——"Really? But you only stayed in your hometown for 21 years and died. And you stayed in this land ten or twenty times longer than 21 years. Are you sure this is really not your hometown ?"

"Of course I did—"

The girl's words suddenly got stuck in her throat almost halfway through her expression.

Can't speak.

The words that can be clearly expressed by just shaking the tongue a little, are stuck here and cannot be uttered.

why?Obviously it's just that simple thing.

Obviously...

The girl closed her eyes.

"We'll discuss this next time, Levantin. I have other things to do today."

—"Are you running away, Sylter."

"No, there are indeed other things to do." She got up and took a light breath.Then--

Punch out and hit the air behind you!

'boom--'

The air was distorted and wrinkled by this punch, forming an atmospheric depression with a radius of hundreds of meters.And in the middle of the depression, boiling blood mist exploded.

assassin.

And more than one assassin.

The girl turned her head, and at the end of her line of sight, a man who was dressed and looked like a passer-by, but possessed the world's top lurking technology, jumped out of the shadows silently but was blocked by Levantin—and he was in Shier Terl's gaze was deflected, and the moment he confirmed that the assassination was impossible, he stabbed a black dagger into his chest with his backhand.

There is a blessed secret technique on the dagger. A few seconds after the assassin commits suicide, his flesh and blood will dissolve into acid that will corrode the rest of his clothes.

The battle is over, it may be blamed, or it may really come from the will of a stupid monarch.

But the one who has the right to end the war has never been the initiator of the war, but the winner of the war.

"Levantin, this is the result of the power holder not being in a proper social position." The girl said softly, holding Levantin's sword hilt with her fingertips. "And the result of doing this is that I will cut off more than one dragon's head tonight."

Levantin didn't answer, but just left with her.

And she never brought up the previous topic again.

..............................

Miss Shirtle's footsteps were slightly sluggish, and the night wind was blowing, and some long-term thoughts came to her mind.

——My hometown... Ah... How long has it been since I haven't thought about my hometown?

——Can I really go back?

——Do I really need to go back?

——In the world of Godslayers... before I could perceive Surte the Disobedient.Why, when I opened my eyes in my apartment bed surrounded by fire.What filled my heart was not joy, but anger?

——Why, am I angry?

He has the answer in his heart, but his lips and tongue are not willing to say the answer.She just pursed her lips lightly, leaving these trivial matters in her mind behind for the time being.

— This matter is not important.

——I haven't mastered the art of going to the designated dream world until now, and I have no clue from the beginning to the end... This means that I can't return to my hometown on my own will.And according to the existing random dream rules... Since I have traveled to the dream world more than 800 times in the previous five years, I have not been able to return.Then the next 800 times, presumably the probability is the same.

——I don't need to worry about an extremely small law that I can't determine... When I really go back, it's not too late for me to consider related matters.

Breathe.

Breathe again.

Close your eyes, then open them.

And when the mood calmed down, his exclusive single-family residence had already appeared in front of him.

Open the door, close the door, go up the stairs, press the light.

Skadi did not return on time, and the few gifts he left for her were still placed on the table and unopened—obviously, the 'paperwork problem' arranged by Warfarin in order to distract her had a lot of work quantity.

This may be a good thing, because it means that I have ample time and leisure to sleep throughout the night.You can even sleep in if necessary.

Put on pajamas, take a shower, put the sword by the pillow, and put the body on the bed.

Then, step into the land of no dreams.

...Miss Steele opened her eyes.

She was very sure that it was not dawn yet, and she knew the total duration of her sleep this time, which should only be two hours and seven minutes and 12 seconds at the moment.

So she turned her head away.

then.

She saw Skadi lying on the edge of the bed next to her pillow, with a pair of ruby ​​eyes wide open, just staring at her quietly!

The distance between the two heads... was only about ten centimeters!

Chapter 140: The collapsed building is actually my house?

Miss Steele was lost in thought.

Think back... In the previous section, oh no, what happened after I left Persephone's experimental building?

The content...doesn't seem to be much, it's nothing more than walking on the road, thinking about the past, and then returning to my office building without incident and falling asleep peacefully.

It's normal.Also very ordinary.

If it is expressed in the form of writing, it is irrelevant to delete it, and it will only delay the progress of character shaping and not hinder the overall plot structure. Of course, being deleted is still a headache for the creators. - And at the end of this plain content, there was an unexpected change.

what happened?

Simple, it's four o'clock in the morning.And she, Miss Steele, fell asleep near two o'clock in the morning.

And the reason why she thinks at this moment is 'it's four o'clock in the morning' instead of 'it's eight o'clock, it's time to get up', which is a common general development of going to bed and getting up on time.It was because she was triggered by an interrupt event at the end of this short dormancy.

It was four past five in the morning.

When Miss Steele opened her eyes due to a sudden inspiration——she saw Skadi, who had been distracted by Warfarin and hadn’t returned all night, lying on the side of her pillow no more than ten centimeters.Quietly, seriously, staring at those red eyes——

look at her.