It's still a silent tower.

It's still a quiet moonlight.

Still looking at the moon alone.

However, this time it seems a little inappropriate to describe it as in a daze, because she looks at the moon very seriously and very attentively, as if she can see the crater on the surface of the moon through a distance of 384,000 kilometers.

It's so profound, as if the eyes of the whole body are devoted.

So much so that the top warrior like her, the King of Destruction, who has spent almost all her life on the battlefield, is completely unaware of Shinji's approach, or when the latter does not use any stealth skills.

"Altila, Altila, Altira, Hey, Hey, Hey~"

shouted three times in a row, but there was no response, and in desperation, Shinji could only use extraordinary means to reach out and flick on her head.

"It's time to get up, my lord. ”

"Ahh

"Good morning, Artilla. ”

"Good morning, no, it's evening, good evening, Shinji Makiri. ”

"Oh, I know it's night, yes, I didn't sleep in a daze. ”

"I'm not asleep, I'm just—"

"In what?"

"It was like I had a dream. ”

Hearing this answer, Shinji couldn't help but laugh: "Isn't that still sleeping?"

It seems that whether it is on the moon or the earth, she is like this.

"No, I'm not unconscious. Artilla shook her head, trying to explain, "I saw some staccato images, and they were there. ”

Shinji knew very well that it was the bright moon above her head, and probably guessed what she would see, but she still deliberately asked, "What did you see?"

"I saw a stone room, I saw the temple, I saw the vague, somewhat frightened and somewhat gracious giants, and—and—and, you!"

"Me?"

"Hmm. Me, where did we meet?"

"yes. Shinji doesn't hide it because it doesn't make sense. Sooner or later, she will know that she will recognize her true self.

"What is that? Is it really there?" said Artilla, looking up at the moon again.

"It's right there. ”

"What the hell is that place?"

"I can only tell you that it is a place that humans can't reach for the time being, and the rest is up to you to dig and explore slowly. ”

"Me?" Altila became, bewildering the more she listened. She has never been a follower of the Mind School, and she obviously has strong computing ability, but she is still easily dizzy.

"It's you, that's what belongs to you, the real you. ”

"The real me?"

"Aren't you curious? Why did you wake up in such a place, why did you get adopted by Montduc, what is your real origin, and where did you get your coat of arms?"

"Heraldic ......" Aarti stretched out his hand, carefully touching the innate pattern, "Star Crest, no, it shouldn't be this name, something is missing." ”

"Yes, there is something missing, so it is difficult for you to bring out the true power of the 'Sword of the Army'. ”

Not only the coat of arms, but also the whole life of Artilla, the king of the Huns, is missing, which is the most important reason why Artilla will always have a sense of alienation from this world, and it is also the biggest obstacle that she obviously has the personality of a top heroic spirit, but she can't show the top strength. How can the dignified "Whip of God" sweep across Europe with only this little power?

"There, you'll get the answer, the answer to everything. ”

"Is that so?" said Artilla, incredulous, "but I always felt that knowing the answer, I might become something else, not the same person I am now." ”

Shinji was silent, and in this regard, she was still so keen.

Aartilla asked, "Do you want me to be like that?"

"No, I want you to enjoy your second life and stop being a weapon of destruction. ”

This is what Shinji is looking forward to, both in Mooncell and in this world. Whether in a past life, or in this life.

"But it's up to you to decide what to do. No matter what is hidden, and what kind of truth it is, the decision is always in your hands. If you are willing to become the way it is, then it will become the way it is, and if you are willing to maintain the status quo, then there is no need to change. If you want to try something other than being a warrior, I'm here to help—whether it's riding a horse on the steppe, baking bread in a bakery, or wandering the land. ”

On the Moon, you are subject to all kinds of restrictions, but on Earth, it is not so harsh, at least not yet.

Shinji's words lit up a certain look in Attila's eyes, revealing an indescribable expectation, although it was quickly suppressed by something.

"I, can I really do this? Can I really do these things?"

"Of course, you can do it if you want. Shinji nodded happily.

"But, my hands...... Such a me...... Except for weapons—" Artilla hesitated, placing her hand on the wall, and then, where her fingers touched, quickly changed into crystals of the three primary colors, and gradually spread outward.

"Stupid! It's easy to solve this little thing, and then. ”

Shinji took a small ball out of his pocket and threw it over, and Altila took it, and then the surface of the ball also turned into a tricolor crystal.

Without giving Altila a chance to speak, Shinji peeled off the epidermis, revealing what was inside, an inconspicuous brown ball.

"Open your mouth. ”

Lose.

Deglutition.

"How?"

"Sweet, delicious. What is this?"

"Chocolate chips. ”

"Chocolate? Well, it's good civilization. ”

Altila said it seriously, but Shinji laughed happily. He wanted to tell Altila in this way that your ability must be directly touched to take effect, and even a thin layer of paper will not be activated by the next layer, but he didn't expect her to come directly to such a sentence.

"By this standard, there are many, many good civilizations in the world. ”

"Really?"

"Trust me, I won't lie to you. As long as you remember your current mood, no matter what you see there or what you see, you will not be lost. ”

This is Shinji's true intention. Using himself as a medium to establish a connection between the giant god on the moon and the servants on the earth is not only to give the claustrophobic captives a good dream for 14,000 years, but also to let the king of the Huns on the earth know the truth.

What she wanted was the spiritual communication between the two Aartillas on the earth and the moon, and once the purest and most beautiful longing grew, once it grew, it could resist even the instinctive command carved into the predator star.

You are never a weapon of destruction, you are human beings, living human beings.

PS: At present, the similar abilities of the type moon have Lancelot's "actually don't die with bare hands", what is a treasure to touch, what is a holy sword to be touched by Richard the Lionheart, and what is a colored pen is touched by the king - especially the king, the erosion phenomenon is irreversible, it is simply a magic skill to make money, but it doesn't seem to be effective for life. Of course, the most ruthless is the crystal valley of the big spider, which does not need to be touched, and the things around it automatically turn into a crystal-like Mercury environment.

PS2: A book friend asked me to call the young king Dad, learn the video number of the cat meow, and send a unified 24741554. I revisited it again, the young king is really good, soft, cute, obedient and obedient, and the words that often hang on his lips are to grow up as soon as possible, so as to help his father.

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