People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

"It's ridiculous. I'm an ascetic who has been burdened with karma and killing all my life. Don't judge me with the values ​​of ordinary people."

"In my opinion, it's even more incomprehensible for a guy like you who is only suitable to be a fairy by nature, even if he bears disgust, he still has to live in the world."

He had heard from Dijun what Elmes was carrying because of his strength.

That's why he couldn't understand.

Why do you still choose to live in this world to such an extent.

Elmes took a bite of Moon Pie and kept refusing, and said in a vague voice.

"Because I'm [human]."

"As for creatures like humans, it is very troublesome to live alone, because they are all a group of weak and imaginative ants, so they live together in groups."

"No matter how powerful I am, I'm just a powerful [human] after all, not a god or a fairy, just the most ordinary person."

Elmes sighed, smiling again.

"And even a fairy would be afraid of loneliness. I've never seen a fairy living alone all the time, even you."

Mandrill snorted softly, his golden eyes showed magical powers, and he could clearly see the lights of Liyue's Wanjia even thousands of miles away, and people had various expressions on their faces.

That was a world that didn't suit him at all.

"How is it? Longing for it?"

Elmes swayed his legs under the moonlight, letting the warm night wind blow his long dark golden hair.

But as expected, Mandrill closed his eyes.

"Boring. Fireworks in the world are nothing more than that."

The stubbornness accumulated over thousands of years cannot be easily resolved.

"It's not my world there. My spear has already slaughtered endless resentful souls. Even I myself will be swallowed by the darkness, but as long as I repay the emperor's kindness, even if I die in the darkness... .”

"Hey!"

A cold voice interrupted his words.

The purple pupils were clearly icy and cold like burning flames.

"You... are really annoying."

Chapter 59: To speak out is the sin of arrogance

Mandrill opened his eyes and turned to look at him in surprise.

Elmes ate the last piece of Moon Pie, sucked it with his thumb, then licked his lips and said bluntly.

"what?"

"Dying in the dark? Will be swallowed up by sin? Bearing the will of the dead companions? It's really annoying, Mandrill, that's what bothers me the most."

It was clearly in the dark, but the aura he exuded was not inferior to the state of the day.

There is a sword-like coldness in the purple pupils.

"I said in front of the sun that I would die in the dark... Can I understand this as your provocation to me? Forget it, let's have a fight when the sun rises. Anyway, I don't need to remember your words with my body. An idiot would never remember."

Elmes faced him head-on, with an upright expression of displeasure.

"When a three-year-old child is taking bitter medicine, he will also want to eat sweet candy afterwards; you have lived for thousands of years, but you only know where to suffer and suffer."

"What are you? Are you the favorite of capitalists who only know how to work? Since you have experienced all kinds of suffering, why don't you let yourself live a little happier."

The purple pupils shone brighter than the starry sky, and he looked at the other party and said clearly.

The sharp language directly hit the most essential heart of the other party.

"Hey, don't pretend that you don't deserve happiness."

When he came to Liyue last time, Dijun told him the story of Mandrill back then, even if it was only an understatement, he could still feel the endless pain and regret.

Immortals have thousands of years of life, thousands of years of experience, are mortals who have only lived for a short time qualified to judge?

But completely ignoring this point, Elmes's always cheerful voice showed some irritable displeasure.

"So what if you were controlled to commit countless sins in the past? What about your lost companions who are always crying in your dreams? What about suffering from karma every day?"

"Well, make me laugh."

Who wants to see your faceless face every day.

Whether it is a fairy, a mortal, a demon god, the sun is the same.

Dijun has been thinking about when you can let go of your past.

Wang Xiaomei also thinks that your life is too miserable.

Don't think your buddies would be moved to tears if they saw you the way you are now.

Since they were friends who could sign the same contract in the past, laugh together and fight together until the end.

Then they must want you to be happy.

"Die in the dark? Then I'll put the sun in your face."

"Will you perish in your sins? If you want to bear your sins to the end, then live until the end of your life."

"The howling and will of your companions? Tell them to shut up and tell them loudly that I will live for you, so stop screaming for me."

Elmes couldn't help clicking his tongue. He is a hands-on guy, and he didn't like to talk to others, but the other party's thoughts stimulated his memory.

Their experiences are somewhat similar, and the dark times in their lives have been changed because of the [contract].

Like two people catching a plank at sea.

A person swims desperately to the shore, hoping to step on the ground with his feet, hoping to go to a better place.

The other was just holding on to the plank and floating there, waiting for the day when the plank also sank.

So frustrating!

Of course the first one would be upset when he saw the second one. The other party made it look like he was trying to swim to the shore.

Not to mention that the other party's reason is still very legitimate, it is too miserable to live for too long, and it is not easy to scold him.

But so what?

"If you only have killing in the dark in your world, then I will give you a sun."

Soft persuasion was not his forte.

If he hadn't promised Dijun to use a softer way of persuasion, he might have directly hit the other party's face with a merciless sun.

Then come over every day and keep smashing until the opponent is physically awakened.

Elmes exhaled forcefully, and his mouth was dry after speaking a long series of words.

He took out a half-drunk bottle of cider from his jacket pocket and took a sip.

And Mandrill looked ahead silently.

The golden pupils widened slightly.

It was the first time in 2000 years that someone would say that to his face.

Arrogant and self righteous for speaking his mind.

Using the decades of experience accumulated by mortals, he tried to enlighten the immortals.

really...

"You are really [arrogant]."

He couldn't help saying.

"That's why I'm guilty of arrogance."

The answer sounded without hesitation.

The warm night wind blows over this land where he has been guarding for thousands of years, and in this country that remembers his whole life.

What kind of expectations does he have for this world?

Although I don't want to admit it.

But he did have dreams.

Thinking about the day when I can put it down and dance with this face.

Not for the sake of eliminating demons, but only to accompany the flute sound of Huazhou.

He held the void in his hand, and a hideous mask appeared in his hand. The ancient mask was engraved with countless long memories that he remembered or no longer remembered.

"I feel like drinking..."

He suddenly murmured softly.

"Hey."

Elmes folded his legs and propped his right cheek with his hands, suddenly snorting softly.

Passed out the half-drunk bottle of apple cider.

Warm wine enters the throat to disturb the fairy heart, looking at the bright moon and thinking about the old man.

After drinking, Mandrill scooped up a piece of almond tofu with a spoon and swallowed it again, feeling the sweetness melting in his mouth.

It has been hundreds of years since the last time I drank.

But sure enough...

"It's still...not good at all."

Chapter 60: Sure enough, complaining is still very important

Elmes Small Classroom~~~

Elmes: Hello everyone, this is the first time I have tried a small extra theater. |?o)?.

Ying: No, it’s just for simple numbers. ━┳━ ━┳━

Elmes: Ya Kamasi!

Elmes: This is not a simple counting of words, but a way of counting words in the new era that combines complaints and supplementary character design! ! !

Elmes: This is a way of counting words that is destined to guide cat users in the future! (Breaking sound)

Elmes: I regret how I didn't think of this way sooner. (sob)

Ying: Isn’t that the number of words? !By the way, are you pulling me here just to make complaints about it?

Elmes (indifferent face): No, it's just for you to play.After all, you have had two major chapters so far and have no role to play, and readers will forget you if this goes on.

Ying: Even if I'm forgotten, I don't plan to enrich my character design with Tucao, or I should find Wendy.

Elmes: If it's him again, the atmosphere of this book is too "free", and it's more suitable for you to make complaints, because he is the type to be complained about.

fluorescent:.........

Ying: Tired~~ Forget it, then hurry up and say what you want to say, I have to go back to have dinner.

Elmes: Okay, so what I'm going to say next—I haven't thought about it yet.

fluorescent:! ! !

Ying: Xie Te, why did you ask me to come here?

Elmes: Of course it is the number of words.

Ying: ...you're a fucking beast, right?

Elmes: Welcome to the next issue of Elmes Small Theater, which will be updated from time to time~~ヾ(^▽^*)))

Ying: You're just talking nonsense this time, okay?

-----positive------

"Hey, what's the matter with your state? Didn't you sleep at night?"

In the early morning of the next day, after eating and checking out, Yula stretched out her perfect figure, while talking, she looked at Elmes who was leaning against the wall, who was drowsy.