"May the Lord have mercy. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Looking at the young foreigner in front of him, the anonymous person on duty in the Great Sanctuary of Valupot, the old steppe elf Dadarol Methr, scanned the dark pupils that he inherited from his father for a week, several deacons and priests on duty in the temple were there, and the only two priests, one left the city because he took the children north, and the other returned to his hometown to visit relatives, and now, only he was left:" Mimilion, Sasatima, go and light the everlasting holy oil lamps, and the others come with me. ”

As the group walked on the stairs leading to the top of the Great Church, the little stranger who was summoned to his side was silent, as if he didn't know how to organize his words, so as an old man, Dadarol smiled and opened the conversation: "Little one, where are you from?" ”

"The city of Rodamir of the canary, Lord Bishop. "Although this young steppe elf is petite, he is already a paladin of the realm liberation level, and he is walking on the orthodox avenue, and he deserves to be a child with excellent bloodline, I am proud of you, little one.

"Ah, I've heard, it's a good place, I went there when I was younger, it's close to the sea, it's delicious, I've eaten crabs the size of a basin, it's delicious. Somehow, Dadarol began to remember some of his experiences in his youth: "Your inquisitor is a good young man, you need to follow him well, you know. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency is a good cat who loves and hates, and it is the honor of our good people to follow His Highness and him, and to serve His Highness and him. ”

"Tershan, that's what you call in the outer planes, right? ”

"Yes, the Outer Plane...... It's a very interesting and dangerous world, just like Ayarok. ”

The child's answer made Dadarol laugh, and he pushed open the heavy wooden door, and Dadarol led the group to the top of the bell tower.

From here, it can be seen that on the roofs of many temples in the temple area, there are lines of light reaching into the sky, and the sky has now become like a whirlpool.

"That'...... Is it the passage?" The child's answer came from behind him, to which Dadarol smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's the scene of the invaders of the outer plane when they open the plane passage, the dark green lightning and light...... If it weren't for the calamity and death, it would all look so magnificent. ”

Speaking of this, Dadarol smiled, he thought of his father again, the half-elf of Sha'an had lost his trace in the war of the Third Advent Era, and his mother had lived with his young self, Dadarol had almost forgotten what his father looked like, the only thing he remembered was that when he had not joined the army, he often liked to say that everything in this world, if there is no good and evil, it is beautiful, whether it is the great mother goddess Io and the sea of elements called Mana flowing in the world, or the god of death that controls death and the stinky ditch called the River Styx, or something else, as long as there is no evil and good, it is just a simple landscape。

It is because of the goodness that the Mother Goddess Io and the Sea of Mana are beautiful, and nothing else...... It's just intimidating.

"Dadarol, do you know, Dad is going to fight in a great war, and if we win, our family can live happily and happily. "Remember, that's what my father said.

I still remember that at that time, I nodded very innocently: "Well, father, my mother and I are waiting for you." ”

Placing his emblem on the pillar of induction that sensed him and floated from the ground, completely fitting the shell of the emblem, Dadarol turned his head to look at the young people behind him, some of them were afraid, some were grimaceous, some were crying, and some of them were ...... A sense of mission, yes, a sense of mission, just like my father did.

At that time, his father hugged himself seriously: "Dadarol, you have to grow up quickly, and then take care of your mother, and wait for your father to come back, you know." ”

I still remember that at that time, I also nodded vigorously in a serious manner: "Got it!"

Knowing, from then on, the mother lived in this world with her children, because of poverty, and because of talent, at a very young age, Dadarol became a servant, the lowest clergyman in the temple of the Anonymous, because then the mother had no problem supporting a person.

Later, gradually, every time he saw his mother, it was the happiest time for Dadarol, and when the war was over, some of those who fought at the same time as his father returned to their hometown, and Dadarol went to ask, and they always said that they had not seen it, or that they did not speak at all...... Dadarol knew that his mother's wait would not bear fruit, so he wanted to tell his mother that his father was dead and that he should remarry as soon as possible.

But every time he came home, looking at the photo of his father holding his mother in the frame, and looking at his happy mother, Dadarol didn't know how to speak.

Maybe Mother has forgotten, maybe Mother ...... It's nice to live like this. All this was subverted until thirty years ago, when the aging mother was extremely sick, the mother was so old that even the magic had become poison, and at the moment of returning to the kingdom of God, Dadarol once again saw her mother crying.

"I ...... I'm afraid I'll never see your father again...... Dadarol, my child, I'm sorry...... Mom and Dad, from the very beginning, they were not able to give you a complete home...... "The mother eventually died in the arms of her eldest and only child, until the messenger of Mother God came to pick her up, until the mother smiled and said goodbye to herself...... Until that day, until that moment, Dadarore understood that there was a feeling called love, and there was a persistence called waiting, and that the wicked man who parted it all, formerly called a 'tyrant', was now ...... It's called 'death'.

After that, Dadarol brought back an orphaned child with pointed ears, and he taught her to live hard until this year, when she became one of the most talented of her peers, and together with the priests, she re-embarked on the path of freedom that the steppe elves had taken northward, the path from slaves to freemen, the path that every steppe elf child should walk once.

My daughter, do you want ...... Try to live.

"I'm going to ring the clock. Looking at the young man in front of him, he looked at the child from the countryside again: "By the way, I don't know yet, what is your name." ”

"Ndamimi Ntada, Your Excellency. As if sensing that the atmosphere was wrong, the little guy looked around: "Your Excellency, what are you doing here?" ”

"Me, I'm pulling the bell rope. Grabbing the rope thicker than his arm, he looked up at the huge bell, and Dadarol shook the rope vigorously, and when the bell rang, he heard the exclamation of the child named Endamimi.

"Don't be surprised, my child, I volunteered. Opening his eyes and looking at the little guy in front of him, Dadarol smiled: " We, the bishops, will pull the bell with the power of our souls, and use the bell as a string to lead the Sea of Mana, it will protect the temple area and the surrounding area, even if the invasion of the evil gods cannot change the landscape here, this is the paradise of the survivors, whether it is ourselves, or the people outside the chaotic space, it will take time to save the city, and sacrifice is inevitable, so we must believe in each other, you know, Ndamamimi, do not give up hope, even if the next second is despair, but also smile, because there is always suffering in this world. ”

Speaking of which, Dadarol looked at his hands, and the moment he pulled the bell rope, he knew that his flesh had been transformed by the river of elements, and for the next two hours, he would not rest until his soul dissipated in the sea of Mana.

Then, there will be a deacon to take the rope.

Thinking of this, Dadarol looked at the two deacons, their eyes full of tears, but their expressions were ...... It's so strong and fearless.

Father, you are wrong, the great war was won, but our family was not able to live a happy life because of it...... But I thought you, Father, that countless natives and foreigners like you died in that great war, but you ended that war, and since then there has been no soil in this world where tyrants can take root...... Father, your children have made the same choices as you today.

Perhaps, the evil god will one day make a comeback, perhaps, despair will one day return to the world, perhaps, pain, despair and death will one day knock on the door of this world, but at that time, there will also be people like you, me, and everyone else who will stand up, and this world has not bowed to evil and chaos since the first advent of the era, whether it is the aborigines or the foreigners, all people with good intentions have never bowed to evil and chaos.

Not now, because there will be countless strangers who will stand up, and some people say that every time it comes, it is the beginning of a disaster, but Dadarol believes that it is because of the disaster that these strangers will come to this land, they are the messengers of the disaster, and they are also the saviors of this plane, even if many of them do not think so.

As for the future...... Dadarol closed his eyes, the future will be dealt with by someone in the future, he just needs to complete everything he has to do.

I believe that the people of that time would also repeat the path of their ancestors, pull the rope of the bell, light the night lamp, and pass on the fire of life...... Use each other's faith and flesh and blood to preserve the beauty of all this.

The bell was ringing, and Dadarol looked at the altar of the Mother Goddess not far away, and the bell was ringing over there.

My old friend, dear Minana, everyone calls you an old lady, but I have seen the shy appearance of your youth, and you will always be the little girl with braids and runny nose in my heart.

Good night, father, if all this can happen again, my mother and I will still be waiting for you in that country cabin.

Good night, daughter, I hope you can find your happiness and don't let it slip out of your hands.

Good night, I love this world.

Good night.