thump--
thump--
The pulse of the heart lingers in the ears like a chorus, as violent as the waves hitting the rocks, but it maintains a regular rhythm.
"——Ahem!!" The little figure made a sound like a broken piece of waste, wheezing like a breeze in the forest, proving that the throat was not working properly.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
The pain was so painful that I couldn't breathe, the pain was so painful that it was difficult to open my eyes, the pain was so painful that I couldn't hear anything, and the pain was so painful that I almost went crazy.
However, the source of this pain, this heart-burning and bone-burning pain, is more like the loneliness that invades the human mind than a manifestation of pain.
"This is the second chance I give you to prove to me Elena. If this is the final result, then please leave here and never come back." As an elf, he has no talent for magic. , what an irony.
The person who is not favored by the gods has such a result, but it is her own fault after all. She was put on heavy shackles at a young age, and the calls of accountability forced her to leave her hometown.
"E-"
Sounds can be heard.
A very desperate, but very thin girl's voice.
It seemed to be her childhood playmate, the girl next door. In the noisy crowd, only the voices of the parents and the child made her experience completely different emotions.
Ah, but.
"Sorry, the sound is too far away, I can't hear it clearly..."
Dots of crystals seeped into the blurred vision, moistening her cheeks warmer than rain. Looking back at the world that was gradually moving away from her, her white and tender hands were trembling slightly, and her eyes full of anxiety and tears told the girl's inner shake.
But she knew there was no going back.
"I'm sorry..." With her early longings lingering on this land, the girl picked up her bags and stepped on the muddy path to leave this place that was once considered her hometown.
"So, you haven't been back once since then?" Sitting around the campfire, the boy handed the roasted animal meat to the silent elf girl.
"I always thought Elena's sword was very powerful, but I never thought you still had such a past." An Xin sighed weakly, but the boy's condolences were very genuine.
The elf girl tilted her head slightly and looked at the boy's profile in the light of the fire. It had only been two months since they met. It was an accidental adventure mission. The two met in the dungeon labyrinth in the northern part of the empire, and they have been together ever since.
As one of the earliest companions in the adventure team, Brettorick possesses the magical talent that Elena envies, and it is for this reason that Elena always avoids the other party's attentiveness intentionally or unintentionally. It's not a distrust of his companions, on the contrary, in Elena's view, Brettoric is definitely an excellent partner, and the gap between the two is just due to the girl's wishful thinking of "jealousy" ” and “inferiority”.
But even so, the relationship between them has not become alienated because of this. No matter what attitude Elena shows, she will be tolerated and accepted by the other party. Because one party is constantly giving, the scale is always stable and balanced. status.
However, they all knew that this seemingly balanced state was just an illusion before.
The elf girl can feel the other person's persistence in wanting to protect something, and can also truly feel his helplessness due to a certain attitude. Although she didn't know why, she seemed to know that guy's thoughts very well.
"That..." After thinking for a moment, she planned to tell the truth, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know how to tell them.
"The reason why I didn't go back." At that time, she was still so taciturn.
"yes……"
"Look, it's a shooting star!"
Because what he was going to talk about next was a heavy topic in the eyes of the elf girl, there was no doubt that the boy would interrupt him if he wanted to "protect" himself. But it was just such a perfunctory reason, which made her somewhat annoyed by the other party's carelessness.
"I don't know if Elena has heard of it. It is said that in the distant sky, there lives a race called Speer. The Speer race is the descendants of the ancient gods. They are old-fashioned and solemn, and abide by the laws of the gods. , obeying the laws of nature. If any tribesman breaks the law, they will be punished by the gods and fall into the mortal world. And the Speer people who fall into the mortal world will turn into meteors across the sky, which is what we see That’s what it looks like.”
"Are you...making up a story to comfort me?" The Elf clan is an ancient race that has continued from the beginning to this day. Elena can't remember that she has ever heard such a legend from her elders. The so-called Speer clan is It's even more unheard of.
"Because, that is a legend spread among us." He didn't pay more attention to the eyes of the elf girl beside him. Looking at the starry sky, the young man said to himself.
"The elders once said that the omniscient and omnipotent gods are not benevolent. Although they treat all things in the world equally, they only regard them as lifeless tributes. The Sper clan is also one of them. Although they can live forever, they can only live in the world. They survive like a machine in giving and taking day after day. As a result, the Speer tribe with self-will appeared who were not satisfied with this status quo, and made things on top of this that were transgressive in the eyes of the gods. Action. As a result, the original Speer tribe was divided, with some retained, while the other was punished and cursed by the gods to never live longer."
As he spoke, the young man withdrew his gaze from the distant sky, and then looked at the elf girl beside him.
"That was the past of mankind. Before the victory of the God of War, the human race did not have the means to control magic, but... they also had wisdom like all the races wandering in the world. Since there is no magic, then To create magic, they extended their ambitions to everything they could see, using technology to build their own country. A godless country that does not succumb to fate!"
At this moment, there was a lot of noise.
The sparks that jumped out of the fire were lifted up by the evening wind, passing over the hair of the elf girl and moving away into the direction of the spreading darkness.
The sky is getting closer and the earth is moving away.
The elf swordsman's ever-increasing gaze could no longer continue to track. As the vision gradually broke, Elena was finally able to see her situation clearly.
"..." Fragments of memories from a distant time appeared in my mind.
On that day, I set out with a silent oath in my young heart. When we parted, I didn't even say "goodbye". It was so indifferent that it even made people feel a little heartless.
But that was Elaina's choice, her decision.
Just like the humans who were separated from the retinue of the ancient gods, the choices they made, the choices they made out of desperation, were not just a desire for the continuation of survival.
And - prove it!
"When you go, you take with you thousands of thanks, and when you come, you don't forget to say farewell and blessings."
She has always understood that the so-called pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts is just a gorgeous packaging for that girl to cover up her vanity and selfishness.
Elena's sword is a mortal's sword, buried deep under the fragile bubble. No matter how strong she is, her body is full of confusion and has no power to parry.
"So it is understandable that the name of Sword King will be replaced by others."
After all, the sword she has been wielding has no will but no faith!
