Chapter 12: First Sight
Although they are human beings in two lives, as they become more integrated into the world of Steeu, Charlotte's memories of her past life become more and more blurred.
When he was a child, he could still vaguely remember that he had a pair of parents who loved him, vaguely remembered some anime he had watched in his previous life, and vaguely remembered that he had a few good friends.
But as he grew older, his memories became more and more blurred. To this day, he can't even remember what his name is, and the faces of the people he cherished in his previous life are blurred.
Until now, he can only remember that there were steel boxes that soared into the sky, galloped the earth, and chased the waves of the ocean, that there were mechanical weapons that could take people's lives by pulling the trigger, and that there were mushroom bullets comparable to legendary spells.
But he felt that the memory of his previous life must not have seen the cruelty of Yi Zi's food, never seen the corpse hanging from a tree with a crooked neck, and never participated in a bloody war.
What is growth?
From the heartless demon king who was a child and mixed with Erosa, to the mage who later wanted to study spells and become a mage who summoned thunderous fireballs, and then to the rampant madness of seeing all kinds of powerhouses in the annihilation war and vowing not to be left behind?
Or is it the anxiety and loneliness of constantly fighting and bearing alone? Or is it the anxiety and loneliness of going deep into the war and thinking about where to go in the future? Or is it the process of growing from the arrogant second generation of officials to the future ruler who is constantly thinking and hesitating?
When they were young, Evan and Fivien Leigh brothers and sisters, Claire and Edie when they were young, and Elbert, Devany, and Teklin when they were young...... People around them come and go, they bond with Charlotte, and embark on different journeys for their own ideals. When you feel the loneliness of being alone, is that also growth?
Charlotte is no longer the noble child who wants to be a gentleman, no longer an aristocratic mage who thinks mages are super cool, no longer just a truth-seeker who pursues the roots, no longer just a fighter against fate and roots, and no longer just a free person who wants to get rid of Lu Sien......
When mixed in with concerns about the people of Steeu, everything mixes into a brand new Charlotte. He is no longer babbling like before, although he occasionally complains, but more in silence. The smile on his face is no longer heartless, but has become a gentle smile to give confidence to his disciples.
A boy who was once so real that he was sharp and would stab others if he wasn't careful, he grew up to be a young man who wore a gentle mask.
So, is this also growth?
"There's Taylor City ahead, shall we rest there tonight?" asked Vivien in a calm tone as the sun set to the west.
But in fact, she was not as calm as she seemed. After last night's outburst, this usually quiet young girl mage once again buried something in her heart, and then thought silently.
And thinking also represents growth.
Lolita looked at Charlotte, who was walking ahead on horseback, and her mood was also not high. After going through last night and today, she suddenly felt that it didn't make much difference whether she could enter the city or not.
Who can guarantee that the city is not another hell?
Perhaps among the three girls, the only one who is looking forward to entering the city is Ayl. She didn't care about what happened last night or today, it didn't mean that Elle was cold-blooded. But as a male lion, she doesn't care about the misery and death of the antelope, and for her, humans are not the same kind.
She has only companions, no kind. If she really wanted to divide it, then her kind only had a few root artifacts such as the Eagle Scepter, the Eye of Time, the Dream Elf, and the Black Sword.
So she tugged at the corner of Charlotte's clothes, who had wandered again, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at him expectantly in a complaint.
"You're not going to regret it, are you? Charlotte!"
"!!what?" The mage, who had been in a state of distraction for a while, woke up suddenly, and his mnemonics allowed him to recall what they had said well, so after thinking about it, he replied in hindsight, "Of course not, we will live in the city tonight." ”
At this time, this conspicuous group was standing on a small hill on a traveling horse. The sunset in late summer and early autumn turns the hillsides red, and the weak wind blows the shrubs on both sides of the official road to sway listlessly.
Charlotte looked far away, and after applying Eagle Eye to herself, she saw in the distance lying prone on the city walls on the plain, with a long queue at the city gate. After a while, a group of people galloped out of the city, and the mage subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
He no longer pays attention to the city, but looks at the official road that winds towards the distant city, trying to deduce clues from some clues.
Maybe what was just seen was the usual censorship in wartime, maybe not. But even with the 'Elini's Mask of Deception' to change her appearance, Charlotte and her party are eye-catching enough.
After all, during the war years, how could you see a young man walking through a war zone with three girls?
"Teacher, what's wrong?" Lolita rode alongside Charlotte, she didn't use her eagle eye for herself, so naturally her attention was not in the distant city.
Because of this, she noticed something different from Charlotte.
"Huh?!, is that girl going to go out alone?"
Her words caught the attention of the rest, and Vivien, who was two steps away, stared intently ahead, while Charlotte naturally looked at the official road not far away.
Lolita's statement was a little wrong, and Charlotte, who was observing with Eagle Eye, felt that the black-robed man could not be called a girl.
She was covered in a traveler's wide black robe, the hood of which was not pulled up. So Charlotte was able to see her waterfall-like purple hair, like a mysterious violet, with a mysterious aura in her nobility.
This is also in line with her own temperament, the reason why she is a woman is not that her real age can be seen from her beautiful appearance, but that she herself has a dusty and mysterious temperament.
Her purple pupils seemed to be glowing with mist, but instead of giving people a sense of weakness, they were like a forest in the mist, shadowy and mysterious. She has purple lip gloss on her lips, which is definitely an off-the-beaten-path outfit that surprisingly matches her own temperament.
This is by no means an ordinary woman!
After all, what ordinary woman would travel alone in a war-torn area?
Needless to say, the group subconsciously poured their attention into the purple-haired woman riding a horse. When they got closer, they realized that the woman was holding a black stone in her left hand. Generally speaking, black is a sign of bad luck and calamity, but the stone is not like that, but exudes a mellow and holy atmosphere.
As Charlotte's master and apprentice thought, the purple-haired woman was no ordinary person. Judging by the strong aura of holiness emanating from the stone, she was either a priest or a spellcaster.
The purple-haired woman noticed a few people standing on the top of the slope, and as soon as she flipped her palm, the smell of the stone was well masked.
The two sides stared at each other in silence, and the woman's violet-like misty eyes stared at Charlotte for a moment. Although the latter was a little uncomfortable, he was also a man who often got along with Sylvia, Vivien Leigh, Devine and other wonderful women, and the arrogance in his heart was stimulated, so he also looked at each other's eyes with calm scarlet eyes without showing weakness.
When the two lines were about two meters apart, the corners of the purple-haired woman's lips suddenly bloomed with a mysterious smile, and her violet eyes were no longer calm, but showed a glimmer of essence like a lion who chose to devour people.
At that moment, Charlotte felt a spiritual force like a tsunami!