The golden sun was pouring down the sky, the pigeons on the roof of the church sang crisply, and the gentle wind gently blew the fluttering white scarves.
The sound of china hitting rock, the sweet scent of wheat, flowers swaying in the wind.
A boy stopped in his tracks.
Wearing a uniform light armor of the knight order, black hair tied into a thin ponytail, and a snow-white silver sword on his waist.
The beautiful purple pupils are shining brightly in the sun.
A young knight arrives at a tomb with an offering.
That is the tombstone of the hero.
It was also a turning point for him in the choice of fate.
"Mr. Rockmes August, this is the first time... no, it is the second time we met."
Elmes sat softly in front of the snow-white cross, obviously only half a year had passed, but the ignorance in those eyes was no longer there.
Now he has already understood people's general sensibility about life and death, and also understood what he did back then.
After thinking about it, I am really amazed.
"three times......."
"It's been three times... I'm really grateful for these few times of care, and I express my gratitude to you."
He opened the cork of the dandelion wine, and the rich smell of the wine came out, and the clear liquid glistened with silver.
"This is the famous wine secretly hidden by the head of the group. I tasted a little bit secretly. It tastes very good."
Without hesitation, he spilled half a bottle of million Mora wine on the hero's grave.
The old thinking remains unchanged today.
But now he can already understand the mood of that blessing.
"Thank you."
the first time.
When he squatted next to the garbage dump, he was filthy and about to starve to death.
A blue fairy suddenly appeared beside him, and led him to the tomb.
the second time.
When he was beaten until he almost lost consciousness, it came to Falja's side and sent out his thoughts.
It is because of this that he was invited to join the knight order later, and there is the current 【Ermes】.
the third time.
That's it this time.
Visible in purple pupils.
A nearly dissipated blue faerie rests on the grave.
It was already on the verge of being broken, so weak that it could not be shown in front of ordinary people.
But he, who has a special quality in his soul, can see clearly.
After joining the Knights, he once saw it in a book.
Fairies are human souls.
If there are enough obsessions and longings before death, the spirit body after death will turn into a fairy and exist in this world.
Even a hero like him, would he have obsessions after death?
The huge windmill on the roof kept turning, and the fresh wind blowing constantly scattered the black hair.
The white jade-like fingertips lightly touched the fairy.
There was a quiet and gentle look in his eyes.
"But—sorry."
He suddenly spoke softly.
Looking back in my mind the half a year since I came to this world.
had a distressing memory;
Have had a vivid memory of pain;
But there were happy days that hoped for eternity;
There were happy times when I was able to laugh out loud.
During these times.
keep learning;
keep thinking
Constantly understand.
For "what kind of person do you want to be", he finally has a rough answer.
He sat on the ground and looked up at the blue sky and the clouds of various shapes.
He exhaled lightly.
"Obviously I ate your tribute, but I will not become a person like you, senior, and I am unwilling to accept your [belief]. I am really a selfish guy."
I can't be like you, who can always walk on the bright road, sacrifice myself to protect others, and live my life without regret.
I can't understand that kindness.
I don't understand why you risk your life for someone you don't know or care about.
Maybe it's just immature thinking, but now all I care about is this small circle around me.
Rather than being a great admirer like a hero in a fairy tale, I still only want to protect what I can touch around me.
If you compare me to a frog sitting in a well and looking at the sky, then no matter how vast the outside world is, I am only willing to hug the mouth of my small well.
Sorry, I can't be a knight like you.
Just like the headmaster said.
No matter how I choose, I can only be myself.
Ermes spoke softly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of rice wowoo that had started to get cold.
He swallowed it with his mouth wide open, chewed hard and swallowed it.
He bowed deeply, raised his head and looked at the grave in front of him.
"So... just because I can't repay you, I will never forget this kindness."
"Despite being unable to bear [belief]."
"Then your obsession before death, I will inherit it for you; what you are protecting until the end, I will protect it for you to the end; this is an exchange of equal value, and it is also a [contract] between me and you."
Elmes was bathed in the light, and there was no longer any hesitation in his voice.
"The things you care about, the city you love deeply, the family and friends you miss, I will help you protect them."
"So, don't stay in the world alone anymore, please leave with a smile at ease."
"This is what I can do [Repaying Gratitude], which is useless."
"But in return, please also become the pillar of my life, and carry your life together with the wishes given to me as the [weight] that allows me to stand on the ground."
"Please, senior."
The boy lowered his head.
huh~~ huh~~~
The wind of freedom blows from under heaven with hymns.
In the wind and singing, the blue fairy trembled.
In the end, it finally dissipated slowly like peace of mind.
vaguely...
In the broken spot of light, a tall figure with a smile on his face could be seen.
He smiled and stepped forward, patting the heir on the shoulder.
Step across the boundary between life and death, and walk in the direction of the wind.
In the end, he turned his head and gazed tenderly at the city he had missed all his life for the last time, smiling and never looking back.
With the breeze and hymns.
Heroes go to heaven.
This is the end of the story.
..................
............
......
"May the spirit rest in peace."
There was a relieved chuckle on Elmes' face, he bowed again at the end, and then stood up slowly with one hand on his hands.
"Goodbye, Myhero. (Goodbye, My Hero)"
He straightened his back and saluted in the wind.
Offered his last gift in front of the white cross.
Then turned around and left with the changing wind direction, walking towards a warmer and brighter place.
Again, don't look back.
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And ten minutes later...
A girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old, with short silver-white hair and green pupils, came to her father's grave with dandelion seeds.
A bit of surprise suddenly appeared in the originally bleak eyes.
The wind gently blows the green grass on the side and the windmill on the roof.
And in front of the white and bright tomb.
The remaining half of the dandelion wine is shining in the sun.
An ant crawled over the two rice nests that were still emitting residual warmth.
And at the very front of the white cross——
A pure white Cecilia flower is swaying gently with the wind.
Chapter 76: There's nothing really free in the world
In front of him was a roaring giant dragon.
About 50 meters in length, with a ferocious and terrifying crocodile face, solid muscles like a rock, covered with scales that are harder than steel.
Red lava patterns covered his body, making the surrounding area as hot as a volcano.
This is an ancient rock dragon lizard.
Only the powerful and talented rock dragon lizard can evolve into this form after accumulating enough strength over a long period of time.
It is different from dragons of other attributes.
For creatures like rock dragons, the time of existence underground is often directly proportional to their strength.
Legend has it that Liyue once had a king of rock dragons named Ruotuo Dragon King, who had been lying in ambush underground for tens of millions of years. After the rock king created the dragon and finished his eyes, that earth dragon even had the power to rival the gods. .
And the ancient rock dragon lizard in front of them was naturally not that strong.
But it has existed for at least a thousand years.
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