"Tall, bulky. ”

"The location of the heart. ”

"Strength!"

Her father's teachings were still in her ears, and Leah's mind had demonstrated precise stabbing countless times, and in fact, two of the nine orcs beheaded by the Blackstone Knights had indeed died under her sword.

But in the face of the orc centurion, who was so famous that even her father could not compete with her, Leah's heart, which was full of ties and distractions, could no longer be firm.

The orcs mercilessly mocked her cowardice and fiasco.

At that moment, Leah's mind was darkened, and the light of the Holy Spirit was extinguished.

Leah, haunted by nightmares, resembles a cold statue.

"It's torture to force your heart to go back to the painful past. (Note 1)"

In the empty and dark forest, the laughter of the orc centurions was still full of mockery. But there was a long echo in all directions, as if talking to oneself and pointing out the maze.

Leah's empty eyes moved, and her expression showed a hint of confusion.

"If a man is chained, what use are the wings to him? (Note 2:)"

"Who's where?"

Everything in the dream is frozen, and Lia seems to be in a world where time stands still, and only she can move freely, but her heart is full of confusion.

"Poor heron. ”

"Born in a cage, kept in a cage. ”

"How do you know there's life outside the cage. ”

"And the sky to let it fly. (Note 3)"

The voice was everywhere, rolling like a tide, making Liya's eyes clearer and clearer, and the words full of wonderful philosophies made her feel an inexplicable spiritual resonance.

Suddenly, she felt that she was a bird in a cage, bound by chains, always with full wings, but never able to fly into the sky.

Too many fetters, too many worries, made her lose herself.

"Who are you?" Leah's breath quickened, as if someone had pierced her mind, exposing her predicament, desperately looking for a response.

"Leah Sander. Qin Song directly pointed out her name: "I have been staring at you, your hesitation, your loss, your fear, your concern. Like invisible chains, binding your wings, your ideals, your ego, and your freedom. ”

"No, it's not. Leah had a painful expression in her eyes, she had been silently trying to resist all the responsibilities and try to become Alice's support, but she lost herself step by step.

"Bonds based on love are praiseworthy, but bonds based on evil are repugnant. Qin Song did not completely deny her, but followed the temptation: "Independence is a virtue, and letting others be independent is a nobler virtue." ”

"Life is a bow, and dreams are bowstrings. The arrow shot was hope, and he bravely shouted to him: Be free! ”

It was not a simple matter to fool Liya, in fact, Qin Song had made a lot of preparations for this, including racking his brains to conceive these compelling words. He didn't need Leah's immediate conversion, what he needed was to untie her knots and win resonance in her heart and mind.

Lia's thoughts were distracted, and Alice's mind kept echoing the shock she had brought her. She once thought that her sister was weak, but in her absence, she confidently and self-reliantly accomplished the impossible miracle.

Independent!

Assertive!

The words of the gods, every word, are clearly the changes she noticed from Alice when she went home this time. Alice is bravely pursuing her dreams, pursuing her goals, she is not dependent on anyone, she is active and proactive, and she is working hard to achieve her dreams.

Am I wrong?

Carrying it all alone and thinking that you are great.

But in fact, there are people who can do it better than me.

Leah fell into a state of hesitation, and the belief she had built in her heart that drove her to persist gradually collapsed. The self hidden in the depths of my heart gradually emerged.

What do I need?

What do I want to be?

Qin Song patiently waited for her thoughts, and after a long time, Liya slowly raised her head, her eyes were a little stranger, and she muttered to herself: "Life is a bow, and dreams are bowstrings." ”

Then she raised her head, her eyes full of eagerness, looking for the voice that had unraveled her doubts and allowed her to rediscover herself.

"Whoever you are, thank you! You made me see myself and Alice clearly. ”

Qin Song let out a long sigh of relief, his words were not all made up, many of them were famous celebrity quotes, and they themselves carried thought-provoking philosophies.

"Be yourself, Leah. Like Alice, pursue your dreams. The world is a mirror in which everyone can see their own shadow. You frown at it, it gives you a snarky face, you smile at it, you laugh at it, you laugh at it, it is a happy and kind companion. ”

"Be myself...... "Be me," Lia muttered to herself, her hidden inner self, as if whispering something to her, her childhood dream.

Become a valiant knight, guard the Blackstone Collar, guard the father, guard Alice, and forge an impregnable line of defense with guns and swords.

Then her lips moved, and the orc centurion in front of her was still sneering.

But Leah's gaze was steadfast: "I want to have power, to guard the power that I hold dear. ”

"Knowledge is power. Qin Song's majestic voice came: "Liya, make good use of knowledge, and you will find that everything in front of you is nothing but a rabble. In the face of the greatness of knowledge, even the most ordinary farmer can easily defeat it—defeat the seemingly unshakable monster in front of you. ”

"Knowledge ......" Lia was stunned.

"Everything in the world contains wonderful knowledge, the sky, the earth, the flowers, the mountains, rivers and lakes, the rocks, the trees, even the most obscure soil under the feet, are the embodiment of knowledge. ”

"What about the war!" Lia involuntarily asked, there was still a terrible concern hidden in her heart, that is, the beast tide that the hunter told her that if it was true, then the glory of the Blackstone Collar was only a flash in the pan if it did not have enough strength to defend it.

"War ......" To be honest, Qin Song wanted to laugh a little, the war of the Middle Ages, to put it bluntly, was basically at the level of a village brawl, and it was far from the fierce battle of millions of troops in my Great China.

"War is an art and an equally knowledge. ”

Many of my military writings in Great China have been tested for thousands of years, and even today they are essential readings for many military experts. When it comes to military thinking and military strategy, there is no stage fright at all.

"Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, in the place of life and death, are related to survival. "Things that are too profound, Qin Song can't remember them very clearly, a single god, he usually speaks in a cloud and mountain fog cover, the more unclear the better.

Leah frowned, as if pondering the meaning of the sentence. But the majestic voice seemed to be fading away, guiding the lost soul out of the predicament in her dream, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly raised her head: "You—you are ......"

"I am the High King of Valhalla, the hymn of iron and fire, the forerunner of strength and war, and my invincible god of war, the mighty Krem...... Rem...... Rem...... ......"

"Majestic Crem......" Leah's expression froze, and everything around her seemed to blur as he left.

The orc centurion's sneer twisted, and Mark's round eyes seemed to glow with some kind of wonderful brilliance.

......

When the first rays of the morning sun poured into the room, Leah woke up from her dream, and Alice was sitting quietly beside her, with a certain anticipation and nervousness in her eyes.

"Leah, are you alright? ”

Leah furrowed her brows tightly, looked at Alice with a complicated expression, and fell silent. Everything that happened in the dream seemed to be just yesterday, and it was clear.

"Alice......" Lia squirmed her lips with some difficulty, "Maybe you won't believe it, but ...... I'm going to tell you something. ”

"What's the matter?" Alice looked a little nervous, "Liya, are you having a nightmare?"

"It's a nightmare. Leah's eyes showed a look of remembrance: "I dreamed of my father, and I also dreamed of the fall of the Blackstone Knights. ”

"But that's all in the past, isn't it? Leah, let's work together, and everything will be fine. Alice hurriedly cheered up.

"No, Alice, you listen to me. Leah grabbed her little face, stared straight at her, and after a long time whispered, "I dreamed of your gods." ”

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Note 1: Owen Stone's "President's Love"

Note 2: Chamiso, "The Strange Tale of Peter Slemyer"

Note 3: Valdés, "Sister San Surpicio"