"The brave...exists..." Artoris froze on the spot.
Artoris didn't understand why Baron suddenly raised this question to her, as if he was asking her to express her ideal hero in such an abstract way. But since the other party would ask this, he must be trying to get the answer he wants from himself.
"I think a brave man should be a special person who is given a mission."
There was nothing to hesitate. When she got the question, Artolis already had her own answer in her heart.
"Because he has that ability, he bears a responsibility that is equal to his ability. A brave man can unite the forces around him and will not condone the spread of malice. He will carry the hopes and wishes of everyone and wave his rebellion against the corrupt and dirty world. The sharp blade is a collection of the best parts of our hearts, whether good or evil."
This was a reply that Atoris thought she was satisfied with, but what she didn't expect was that after hearing her answer, Baron did not respond immediately. He just casually leaned against the window and looked at the setting sun, indifferent.
Such a silent atmosphere made Artolis feel a little embarrassed, but at this moment her instinct did not seem to reject such an atmosphere at all.
"Huh~" Watching the setting sun disappear little by little on the other side of the mountain from a distance, Barong finally took a deep breath.
"I thought you would have understood it when you told me this answer."
"What are you referring to?" Artoris was confused after hearing what he said.
"The existence of brave men may not be perfect, but they are the type of people who are most worthy of praise and admiration. But obviously I am not. I am just an outsider. I don't have any more emotions towards this world, but I fulfill my duties. The obligation to defeat the Demon King and protect the world is indeed ridiculous. In the end, everything is false, and I just want to complete this trial mechanically. If a person like me is given the name of a brave man, don’t you think that he belongs to this world? Sad?"
There was no regret or remorse in his tone, it was like what the young man in his memory would say, an absolutely rational judgment made after knowing the truth.
That kind of cognition may be self-deprecating, or it may just be an explanation of objective facts. The plain tone does not sound like he is complaining about others. Artolis is surprised by the kind of spirit that Baron can accept calmly no matter what situation he faces.
This is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it is also something that Artoris herself has never been able to break through.
"But Tianyu Xialang is the place we must go, but not to follow the footsteps of the brave, but to rely on our own way to fulfill the mission." Barong said with a smile on his lips, looking from the boundless night sky He retracted it and threw it back at Atoris.
"That's something only you and I can do, and it has nothing to do with being a hero."
At this moment, Artolis understood the meaning of the other party's words.
It was like asking her if the "Thunder Sword Rider" was a knight, and if the "Swordsman" was a master of swordsmanship.
Artoris's answer must be: "It varies from person to person."
The former is a synonym for profession, while the latter is proof of will, spirit and skills. The two have completely different essential meanings, so where do we go from here?
After understanding all this, Artoris suppressed her surprise and nodded immediately.
"Well, I roughly understand what you said."
Yes, maybe that's what Baron wants to convey. It doesn't matter whether he is a hero or not. There is no need to think too much, just do what you should do.
"If Artolis can understand, that would be great." Looking at Artolis's face, Baron showed a happy smile.
"Go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow."
"Ah, you too."
…
The breeze blew through the grass, causing flowers to dance lightly, and the sun shone through the branches and leaves into the forest. However, the lingering mist in the morning made the paths in the forest muddy and difficult to walk.
The splashed mud overflowed around the boots, and the girl staggered with the huge luggage on her back.
"By the way, our luggage is a bit too much." Looking at Barong's back, which was carrying luggage twice as heavy as his own but still walking swiftly, Artolis couldn't help but wiped her sweat with laughter.
"Also, this rhinoceros leather armor is too heavy. Isn't it really going to be a burden in battle?"
The armor provided by Baron seemed light but actually weighed a full three hundred kilograms. If Artolis hadn't been pregnant with four body parts, she would have been unable to walk even a few steps while wearing this thing.
I don’t know what kind of capable person the person who made this set of armor is. No matter how poor his skills are, he should at least purify the metal a little. If it is tailor-made, the result will be the same as hanging a piece of iron!
"The more mass the armor has, the stronger its defensive power is. In the industry, there is a saying called body forging. Because of your weak appearance, for this reason, I also entrusted the craftsmen with the amount of metal in my armor. It's incorporated into your rhinoceros leather armor." Faced with Atoris's complaints, Barong, who was walking in front, explained seriously and heartlessly.
"Please, I'm very strong. These are concentrated muscle essences!" Although she was covered by the armor and couldn't see it, Artolis still showed off her tendons rather unconvincingly.
"Then you still think it's too heavy?"
"But you can't accept this easily. I will become a muscular girl!"
"I thought you wouldn't care about your image."
“…..”
"Then change your clothes next time."
"Does that mean I have to wear it for another two months?" Artolis felt ashamed from Baron's words, and she let out a helpless breath.
But forget it, for me now, three hundred kilograms is nothing, and my complaints are somewhat exaggerated, but to be honest, I feel uncomfortable wearing them.
There are not many ferocious birds and beasts in the woods near the town. This is all the credit of the adventurers. They captured the ferocious beasts and drove them away dozens of miles away, which resulted in the harmony and tranquility of the town.
"The road to Tianyu Xialang is full of dangers, and the inside of Xialang will only be even more dangerous. I hope you can always stay vigilant." The joke was over, and Barong reminded Artolis seriously as usual.
"Uh-huh……?"
As soon as Artolis nodded, she felt something was wrong, and then an extremely strong feeling of disobedience came to her heart.
No, it’s not so much a sense of disobedience as it is a murderous intention!
The blood surged, the pupils gradually dilated, and the figure of the young man in front of her also gradually faded away in Atoris's eyes.
"Snapped--"
At the moment Artoris was stunned, a pitch-black sickle passed through her eyes, tearing the surrounding space apart in the blink of an eye.
The space fragments flew away in all directions, and the girl's stunned look was reflected in the fragments.
The collapsed world presented a dark scene, perception became chaotic, and the boundary could not be seen even when looking up. Feeling the coolness coming from her neck, Artolis couldn't help but swallow.
"So, my little lamb, have you seen enough memories?"
What broke the silence was a rather seductive female voice.
The other party's voice seemed to be the whisper of death, and the cold light reflected on the sickle seemed to be able to coagulate a person's blood.
"But -" The girl who was supposed to be the lamb to be slaughtered did not show any panic. For the person who was being pointed at by the sharp blade, she knew that this time gap was only a matter of her extraordinary reflexes. The hallucination that comes.
"Who is the prey? There's no telling!"
"The ladder to convey my Lord's words" At this moment, the rising black golden sword shadow sounded in the air for an instant.
"Not yet!"
The divine voice played, and at the moment when the thousands of sharp sword shadows were about to pour out, everything seemed to be stagnant.
"Ding Ding Dang Dang ~" The flying blade of the flying dancing is the same as the blood sickle, and the sound of the sound of the sound of the splashing fire was scattered in the air.
The two were intricately intertwined dozens of times in an instant, flashing with dazzling firelight in the dark world.
"What!"
The blood sickle was dancing in circles, and its sharp edge gradually dissipated with the woman's surprised expression. The girl was clearly right in front of her, but no matter how hard she tried, the attacks she received were unable to harm her at all.
The sword was as close as the sky, and as if it had self-awareness, it launched an absolute defense around the girl, easily repelling the woman's fatal attacks time and time again.
"It's really not easy to deceive you. It's not worth the risk I put myself in. How about it? I acted quite realistically, right? The ghost lady at the intersection of No. 13 Lepeson!"
Catching the woman's gaze, Artoris said calmly, clasping her hands in front of her chest with a slightly proud look on her face.
Under the swaying royal hair on the forehead, the pair of green eyes revealed a depth that was completely different from his image, which surprised the woman slightly.
"Why doesn't my illusion work on you?"
"What do you think?" Faced with the other party's surprise, Artolis just tilted her head and smiled slyly: "If you can beat me, there's no harm in telling you!"
