"Nords?"
"That's right, those uncivilized mountain barbarians."
The dim candlelight and the swaying buzz of magic brought a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere between the two people who were gradually approaching. However, there was no ambiguous expression between the two people who looked at each other. Xue Ling, who was affectionately called Huan Bing's hand holding the spear didn't even show any sign of loosening. The face that was listening to the answer of the man in fine clothes in front of him was full of vigilance: "As early as five years ago, I had agreed to the Shangguanyuan. We admit the existence of this group of barbaric people and raise questions. Not only do those stubborn and ungrateful guys not understand what respect is, but they also try to steal the glorious magical achievements from our hands... Huh."
"How can you guys from the mountains easily learn the magic of the Northric Dynasty?" The man who said this turned around and looked at the equally dim distance outside the room, where the hazy ridge lines were vaguely visible in the background: "The euphemistic name is to develop your own homeland? I think it is just to insult us dynasty nobles!"
"I don't know what they asked for." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who carefully organized her words and frowned for a moment, gently opened her red lips: "I just want to know how their existence is related to our bridge. what relationship."
"Ah, you don't know what their 'chip' is this time, right?" His eyes regained their tenderness and doting, and the man from Washington turned to Xue Ling Huan Bing and said, "They are trying to prove that they are responsible for this 'natural disaster' ', and claims that he has a solution to this disaster - he is so arrogant that even the Ministry of Magic can't solve it, why can they solve it?"
"The Nords living in the Andachel Mountains possess knowledge and inheritance that we don't know about. They may even hold some secrets that we don't know about either." He expressed his thoughts euphemistically and was warmed by the warmth. The snow spirit phantom ice shining in the light slowly passed over the body of the man in fine clothes: "Since they said so, it doesn't matter if you believe them once."
"But before -" Looking at Xue Ling Huan Bing's profile in surprise, the man in fine clothes who looked like Duan Qing finally slowly suppressed what he originally wanted to say: "Well, okay , since this is your idea, let me reconsider it."
"Are my words so effective?" Xue Ling Huanbing raised her eyebrows helplessly: "It sounds like it's a matter between two countries, and you changed your mind after just listening to my words? "
"After all, you are the princess of Koloria, the most beautiful and smartest person on this continent." Shaking his head, the man in rich clothes with his hands behind his back appeared on the face in front of the glass window. He also showed a deep love and glory: "Being able to marry a woman like you back to the royal family of Northric and to me is the only gift this world has given me. How could I possibly do that?" What if I don’t respect your opinion?”
"..."
The twitching eyebrows trembled for a moment as the voice fell silent. Xueling Huanbing, who was holding the wooden spear in her hand tightly, finally sighed and turned her eyes away: "If the world can really be so beautiful..."
"What did you say?"
"...No, it's nothing."
Looking at his face surrounded by long white hair through the reflection of the glass, Xue Ling Huanbing focused his gaze on the endless bridge extending forward along the front of the tower outside the window, like a mosaic. The bridge between the dark blue waves is also carrying countless magic aircraft on top at this moment, making a strong mark on the boundless scene facing the tower: "But I really didn't expect that you seem to I attach great importance to this bridge.”
"Of course it's not as important as you." The man in fine clothes gently hugged Xue Ling Huan Bing's waist and also walked to the window. He replied in a gentle voice: "After three layers of watertight protection, and additional The power furnace is specially designed by the Ministry of Magic. Even if we don't pay attention to this bridge connecting the two directions of the continent, it will exist on this continent forever."
"But the Northric Dynasty will not." Without resisting the other party's intimate move, Xueling Huanbing replied calmly: "What I can be sure of is that the Northric Dynasty will not survive as long as this bridge. In the long run, this country that lives and thrives on the sea will eventually die because of the sea."
"If the future really develops as you said, then I have no regrets." The voice was slightly delayed for a moment, and the man in rich clothes replied in a low voice: "At least let Levin and his descendants be glorious for a lifetime. , the rest will be left to fate—"
"Is that really what you think?"
With his brows deeply furrowed as these words appeared, Xue Ling Huan Bing turned around with a serious look on his face: "No one cares about the demise of the Northric dynasty, and no one cares whether you or I will." No matter how long we live in this world, even if this miraculous bridge will be gradually annihilated in the storms countless years later, it still has the meaning of existing here at this moment."
"Think about why you care so much about this bridge!" Her voice became louder and louder, and the heavy voice echoed in Duan Qing's ears like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning: "Think about why you exist here. here!"
"Think about who you really are!"
boom!
The deafening sound then exploded in Xue Ling Huan Bing's ears, accompanied by the scene of countless similarly scattered space fragments flying away from Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes, the luxurious and warm tower hall The room then rolled away together with the fragments of these spaces toward the exposed white mist, gradually disappearing in front of the white-haired woman with an illusory brilliance. The calmness in her eyes gradually turned into inexplicable sadness. The woman named Xue Ling Huan Bing then raised her hand again. A necklace composed of beautiful patterns and gold rims also replaced the original one. The wooden spear that should be in her hand was quietly reflected in the sight of the snow spirit and the phantom ice descending: "...no matter how beautiful it is."
"Dreams are still just dreams."
Breathing heavily, the white-haired woman then pinched her fingers in the direction of the man in rich clothes next to her. The golden necklace that was about to pierce her palm suddenly melted in the next moment. Thousands of scattered threads were made, intertwining in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing. Taking her own steps forward along the road formed by the intertwining golden threads, the white-haired woman with lowered brows then continued to clear the fog in front of her under the guidance of these warm golden energies, full of emotions. Blurred pictures of the green figure also appeared in front of the woman one after another as she gradually moved forward. The same man with different identities was constantly staged in front of her with a revolving lantern like a movie. The story acted out: "Rescue team! Rescue team! Our ship is sinking! Save us quickly! Our coordinates are - you! Send the distress signal quickly!"
"Please line up! Although today is the day when the Freedom Bridge is temporarily open to the public, you can't just go in and visit without buying a ticket, right? After all, the bridge has not been repaired! 50 gold coins per person, only allowed to visit The Saiken section...don't jump in line, young lady!"
"You came to the wrong place at the wrong time, adventurers! This is a heavily guarded area! It's not a place you can break into at will! Get out of here! Otherwise, I will... Huh? You, you are that Ayuki ? Right? How did you get here?"
"High-quality magic materials! High-grade magic materials certified by the Ministry of Magic! It has good water resistance and is very durable! Hey, the big guys, and this noble lady! Don't you want some? I heard that the Freedom The eastern section of the bridge is leaking again, and the emergency repair team has been out for several days."
Crew members, merchants, soldiers, guards... It's like different sitcoms. The "Duan Qing" being performed in front of Xueling Huanbing turned into thousands of different figures and ran around in the flashing illusion. The sometimes noble and sometimes lowly identities seem to have different impacts on the lives and actions of these characters. Only the central idea of running around the seemingly endless bridge that runs through the east and west sides has not changed at all. From time to time, he transformed into a passerby or a helper around the man. Snow Ling Huan Bing, with white hair and scars all over his body, also used his own way to incorporate "Duan Qing" into the sitcoms that were constantly being staged in these illusions. , the bridge that had been submerged in countless rivers then slowly extended forward with her help and guidance intentionally or unintentionally, and a tall tower that already stood in the center of the ocean-like water was invisible to the left and right sides. The edges of the continent at the end gradually connected together: "... Huh."
"This should be considered completed."
The scene shifted to the other end of the continent, on the shore of the westernmost continent across the ocean. Countless jubilant voices suddenly rose from the sparkling water, bringing with them a large number of hoes and tools. It was thrown under the sky where the last bridge that had just been combined was located. Also wiping sweat, he threw away the last brick he was about to pile up. Xueling Huanbing, who had completely integrated into these illusions, raised his head that was submerged among the crowd, and his eyes showed a look of exhaustion. He started looking around, and finally found the back of the man standing motionless in that direction on the coast far away from the crowd: "Is it over?"
"..."
Duan Qing, who was in ragged clothes and had exhausted all his strength in the previous construction, just stared blankly towards the sea. The bridge deck extends in the opposite direction, and the body seems to be as unshakable as the surrounding rocks: "...Huh."
"It's really an extremely long dream."
Tears welled up involuntarily in his eyes. He slowly knelt down towards the direction of the sea. The hands holding the land were also deeply held in front of his knees. He didn't know whether he was sighing or crying. He twitched generally: "Although it has not completely reached the level of overlap, I have replayed the entire construction history of the Miracle Bridge. I really, I really have..."
"You've done your best."
With scars and mud all over his body, he knelt down behind the other party. Xue Ling Huan Bing, who had approached at some point, reached out and gently hugged the other party's back: "You have all tried your best. You have done a great job." good."
"...No, it's not over yet."
Reaching out and holding the opponent's arm around his waist, Duan Qing, who clenched his teeth and did not cry out, replied intermittently in a suppressed tone: "We have only reached the level of completion now, and the distance completely reproduces where we are. The broken bridge of time is still thousands of years away. If I want to rebuild the bridge of freedom that we know, I still need to completely walk down the path of decline for the remaining thousands of years—"
"Who told you to do this?" The strength between his arms was a little tighter, and Xue Ling Huan Bing interrupted the other party in a low voice: "By recreating the bridge, we can reach where we are. Did you get the desired result?”
"If we don't do this, we may need to sacrifice more people." The voice became lifeless, and Duan Qing's still tear-stained face gradually lost its original expression: "Rather than watch those people disappear, I would rather Taking the blame for this upon myself."
"Then you should at least tell us." After a slight silence, Xueling Huanbing's expression became uncharacteristically soft: "A person's power is limited after all - you told me this truth."
"useless."
The surrounding scenes seemed to begin to disappear and break again with Duan Qing's sigh, but the figure belonging to Duan Qing kneeling in front of the beach did not disappear with these broken scenes at this moment: "Don't you know? What a big problem Erner has left for me. Even if all of us are included, the speed of this dream will not increase by even tenths of a percentage point."
"Mollnar?" The topic that was originally intended to be preaching changed to a different place. Xue Ling Huan Bing's side face, which was leaning gently on Duan Qing's back, suddenly raised a little: "Did he tell you that you should do this?"
"..."
"Although I don't know what he said to you, I have always had an immature idea."
Feeling the reaction of the other party not answering, Xueling Huanbing said her next words: "Since the other party is also a special person who understands our true identity and never follows the normal routine to get along with us, then Naturally, we should treat him with the same attitude we should treat our opponents."
"For example, he might have concealed the truth."
Letting go of his hands, Xue Ling Huan Bing slowly pulled Duan Qing's weak upper body over: "Even if it is a difficult task, it should be possible to complete it. He will not give you a completely impossible task." mission possible."
"...What do you want to say?"
"Your dream is not a necessary condition arranged by him. What he arranged is just a 'dealing chip'."
Pointing to the endless bridge standing in front of the two people between the sea breeze and the blue waves, Xueling Huanbing whispered: "You outline the miraculous bridge in the virtual world for him, and he is responsible for connecting this bridge with the ' We're sent back to the real world together - isn't this his ultimate goal?"
"Perhaps what he wanted was just a small expectation, and you might have given him a big miracle."
The rumbling tremors spread around the two people as the world collapsed. The light from the top of the world gradually dispersed the white mist surrounding Duan Qing and the countless figures who were celebrating and cheering around them. Slowly disappearing like a phantom bubble, the fresh air unique to the real free world and the seemingly intact Bridge of Freedom appeared between the blue sky and the end of the sea.
