Chapter 798: The Words of the Dead
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β...... How much time can we have?" asked Sean.
Isis looked down at the burning Crystal Lotus. It was a withered branch less than the length of a small arm, and the small, lotus-like flowers that grew on its side had shrunk to a dull yellowish-brown, but still had a crystalline sheenness, so fragile that it seemed to shatter at the touch of a touch.
Each flower bursts into a small spark when it is lit. It doesn't burn fast...... But it didn't burn long.
β...... Got it. "The girl spread her hands helplessly," to make a long story short. First of allβ" she turned to Sean, "neither I nor Rabella would want to be 'resurrected' in that way...... I thought you understood. β
In her suddenly silent eyes, Ed seemed to be able to see the real "Sage" who had lost his youth in the grind of time, but made everyone feel awe, but what surprised him even more was the name of "another Felicity".
But it doesn't seem surprising if Felicity is really a descendant of "that" Rabea.
"The world needs you. Sean was calm and determined, unwavering, "As you said, we can't exist only for our own needs. β
"Uh......" the girl clasped her hands in anguish, "did I say that?...... Even if I did, I definitely didn't mean that!"
"If you have no regrets, why don't you linger?" Sean's blue eyes stared at her translucent shadow steadily, "I can feel your presence...... You are everywhere. β
Ed twisted his face to the side, his ears inexplicably feverishβwhy did that sound so wrong?
"Because I'm not at ease!" the girl kicked her legs in annoyance, "and I don't seem to have anywhere to go...... Forget it, it doesn't matter, what matters, Sean, I've told you many times that it's good to have the right and firm goals, but you can't ignore the wishes of others because of that!"
β...... So you don't want to?" Sean finally gave himself the face.
"Of course!"
β...... But it's a must. β
β......β
-- A dead knot.
"Sometimes I want to smash your head open with your helmet and see what is inside, how can it be more stubborn than the most stubborn dwarf......" the girl sighed.
"This is the Paladin Master of your own choosing. Isis reminded coldly.
"Because his stubbornness makes up for my casualness. The girl spread her hands helplessly, "Most of the time, we work well together. I know he's not perfect, but so am I...... Sean, I'm not a god, and neither is Rabea...... Besides, I don't want to be a god. β
The old paladin was silent. He still stood straight, as if he would never be knocked down by anything...... But you can see a trace of fragility and haste in it.
β...... Change the question. "Without your help, how can we defeat Ankeland and Blazing Wing?" β
"Oh......" the girl whispered, "that's a big problem. In fact, even with my help...... That's hard to do, too. β
She straightened her back and sat upright, her immature voice unusually serious: "I know you have the Sword of Acton...... But, listen to me, that sword can't be used!"
Iss frowned slightly.
"Didn't you shoehorn it on me?" he asked, exasperated.
"That's Rabeja...... But it's better than falling into Anklan's hands, right?" the girl's eyes widened, "that sword does cut through space...... But the problem is, you don't know how this world is delicately balanced with many, many other worlds. A single crack is enough to destroy everything, let alone a rift connected to the Sea of Nothingness! Hell will exist only to resist its erosion...... I know how much you hate the 'outsiders' who are called gods, Is, but they do their best to protect the world. β
β...... And then abandoned it again?" said Is, coldly, "Well done." β
"They had to leave...... "the girl sighed, "you can see it as abandonment, or you can see it as freedom." Maybe one day, at the end of time, you will be able to find the answer from them...... And now, all I know is that it's a freedom that neither Anclam nor Blazing Wing can give. I've spent more than a hundred years searching for every trace they have left behind, and as far as I know, they don't have a forgiving heart. Obedience, or death, may be the only choice they will give. β
Ed blinked a little dazedly. In these anxious months, all he paid attention to was the people and things around him...... It seems that it was only at this moment that he became aware - or willing to accept - that the adventure he was involuntarily involved in had become such a heavy burden as "saving the world...... It even struck him as a touch of absurdity.
"So, in any way, can you help out?" asked Is, not at all politely.
The girl bowed her head in contemplation. In the short silence, the sound of the crystal lotus beeping as it burned was so clear that it was terrifying.
"To put it simply, you only have two choices. The girl looked up, her eyes calm with guilt and sympathy, "And I really can't help you except tell you everything I know...... Sorry, I thought I still had enough time to ......"
As the last wisps of green smoke dissipated into the night, Ed shuddered unconsciously.
The girl's figure had disappeared before that. Before the crystal lotus burned to the end, the clear water of the pool formed a thin layer of ice in the sweltering summer nightβthe soul in another world could no longer bear such complicated exchanges.
Ed shivered. Not because of the chill of the pool, but because of everything he had to understand.
That's far from "everything...... But it has made him unacceptable.
He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Is's arm, as if if if he didn't hold on to something, he would be swept to the end of the world by an invisible vortex, floating in eternal nothingness.
He wasn't prepared...... Not at all.
Is's face was even more ugly than his. He stared at the frozen water until the thicker and thicker ice cracked and the entire pool burst open like an over-frozen jug.
"You hear me. Sean spoke calmly, "Sacrifice is always necessary. β
"So what?" the golden eyes glared at him coldly, "Do I have to believe what she says?"
He grabbed Ed with his backhand and rudely dragged him away.
"There will be another way. He told Ed, and he told himself:
"There's always a way!"
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