War, what it is, is very unfamiliar to me.
Born in a peaceful country, I have never experienced war, and all my knowledge of war comes from artistic works.
The cruelty of war······
What does it look like?
I do not understand.
Back at the hotel, I thought about it for a long time.
Finally, he hesitated and asked Kyle Russ.
"What do you think war is like?"
"Are you asking about war?" Kellas was rarely reading the newspaper. After hearing what I said, she stretched out from the bed and sat up.
"Which one are you referring to? In my impression of war, it's probably when Sheep Hooves got into a fight because they were unhappy with the horse-faced gang. As a result, they met a Minotaur and were beaten to tears. They said they wouldn't do it next time, but they started fighting again the next day. ”
Sure enough, it was the wrong decision to ask Kyle about this kind of thing in the first place.
Probably seeing the disappointed expression on my face, Kellas suddenly burst into laughter.
"Of course I know what you want to ask! I'm not that stupid."
"But, I've already given you the answer."
"This is war."
Kellas smiled lightly.
"Because Sheep Hoof was unhappy with Ma Mian, he went to fight with Ma Mian. The purpose was to vent his dissatisfaction. In other words - it was a conflict, right? There were conflicts that could not be resolved, and eventually they developed into inevitable conflicts."
"It's the same now."
"Although there are sacrifices, each side of the war has its own purpose. No matter whether the purpose is good or bad in the eyes of most people, the fight is still going on."
"So to put it purely, it is to achieve one's own goals through violent means."
"Your words give me the illusion that we shouldn't be fighting at all..." I sighed.
Kellas curled her lips and said, "Hey, I'm quite pertinent!"
"Because this is a war that we cannot lose." Kellas breathed a sigh of relief, "Because we have no way to guarantee what those aliens will do, um - or rather, alien believers. "
"I had some enthusiasm just now, but now it's all gone." I sighed.
Although I said that, the tension in my heart weakened a lot.
Just now, I learned an even heavier truth.
Binelle told me.
"My second brother is already aware of this matter." She looked at me with complicated eyes, "I was still struggling with whether to tell you this matter at first, but the sad thing is... ·It’s hard to trust anyone around me except Grandpa Enol.”
"Are people who meet by chance more worthy of trusting? And this is the kind of person who has given up on his identity as a brave man." I shook my head.
This guy trusts me too much.
"No - this is your mission." Binelle looked at me, "At first I was still doubting your identity, because when I first met you, I didn't feel that power, but now I feel more After getting close to you for the first time, I can be sure."
"The talent you possess is probably [Only Me]."
······ha?
Wait, this talent does belong to the guy from before.
And I may have used it accidentally.
Something is wrong.
To be more precise, this talent does not belong to me.
But it was a talent that belonged to the dead Sophia.
"...That talent is not a good thing." I forced a smile, "As long as it is activated, there will be completely unavoidable tragic consequences."
"I understand, so you have always been a wild hero and have never had a companion. Even before disappearing, you dismissed your attendants, right? You are living in seclusion in this place now so that you do not use your talents, because [Only Self] It will involuntarily drag everything around it into the worst ending." Binelle sighed softly, "Even now, she is so careful not to let us be affected."
The truth is that I really don’t have the money to find a companion, and my attendant ran away on his own.
And, this talent is actually the Lonely Star of Heaven, right?
Although I don’t know what you misunderstood, but...
"I didn't expect to be seen through, but what do you want?" I sighed, pretending that my secret had been discovered, "You also know the status of my talent, right?"
If there is such a good thing, why don't you get involved in it.
"I can help you...or that's how it's supposed to be."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise and said, "Now that I've said that, then you -"
"Miss Kellas can be trusted...well, people, right?" Binelle suddenly said, "Although it is not something that cannot be said, there will be some trouble if it is spread randomly."
"Of course it's no problem!" Kyle Russ said loudly, "It can't really be some ulterior secret, right?"
Binelle looked at her apologetically, and then said: "Actually... although the Holy See preaches that only brave men have talents, that is not actually the case."
Here comes the point...
This is not the first time I have seen this phenomenon.
The thief and the puppet manipulator.
All of them are people [who are not brave but have talents], which is different from what I know as "talents can only be obtained by receiving the blessing of the Holy Light Prism".
Including the two people in front of me.
"Actually... the concept of 'braves have talents' was not promoted by the Papal State at the very beginning, but was a legend that already existed." Binelle said seriously, "It was just that a long, long time ago, the earliest church In order to spread his own religion, he misinterpreted this concept and incorporated it into his own teachings [and it became an actual event]."
"In other words...we are naturally gifted?" I was still a little surprised by this discovery.
Binelle shook her head and said, "To be more precise, she is the inheritor of the talent of natural selection."
"These talents...are inherited from ancient humans, fixed talents."
"It can't be like the routine of the top ten ancient families, right?" I raised my eyebrows, feeling that the flag in my heart was lifted a little.
No, no, no, this is what I can imagine the development of the plot in the future! !
"There is no such thing... haha, but there are indeed talents with fixed bloodline inheritance-such as Enol and Royal." Biniel's expression became subtle, "For this reason, we are responsible for finding other talents. The earth's mission...should be like this, but after ten thousand years of inheritance, no matter what kind of stable thing it is, it will fall into chaos due to the erosion of time, so now when we learn the news, it is too late."
