Chapter 11: I Am Me
Jones City, Three Golden Cup Inns.
Frequent wars and turmoil have affected the livelihood of the Muse Continent, there are fewer and fewer travelers on the road, the three gold cups are just a small hotel, it is difficult to have any big caravan to stay, the boss who is more than fifty years old sighs behind the counter, and repeatedly checks the accounts, hoping that there will be some scattered guests to stay in the past two days, otherwise the hotel will not be able to make ends meet this month.
Ding Ding Ding.
The wind chimes hanging in front of the inn made a clear and deep sound, and the door of the tavern was pushed open, and the tavern owner immediately stood up straight, and before he could see the person who was coming, he called out happily:
"Welcome!"
Then he saw who was coming.
It was a golden-eyed girl, with a red ribbon tied in her shoulder-length hair hanging down her back, and her steps were not as hurried as the usual guests staying at the inn, and she did not carry any bags on her back, and she walked in without hurrying, smiling at the corners of her mouth, and looking at the layout of the hotel with a look of remembrance.
"Another weirdo!"
The boss muttered to himself.
To say that he has seen a lot of people, there are bards who have traveled north and south and traveled across most of the continents, there are indifferent and withdrawn loners, and there are down-and-out aristocrats who insist on dignity but hide in their rooms and secretly eat bread, but no matter who they are, they only use this place as a temporary accommodation place, and few people live here for more than half a month.
And there is such a strange person living in the three Golden Cup Hotels now.
Of course, his boss is not unwelcome to this kind of guest, he hopes that the more scattered guests who are generous and live for a long time, the better, and half of the income of the three gold cups this month depends on this guest.
When the guest had just come to stay overnight. When he entered the door, he also had such a look of remembrance, as if it was not the first time to stay in the three golden cups, but the guest was a silent and withdrawn male mage, and the innkeeper did not dare to offend, otherwise with his character, he would definitely ask the reason.
And just when the new guests came in, somehow, the innkeeper instinctively connected her with the male mage who had been living there for more than half a month, although the girl's appearance was very ordinary, but the boss always felt that there was some kind of similarity between them. But people dare not take offense.
Right. It's just not to be offended!
Although everything seemed ordinary, the innkeeper instinctively did not dare to greet them as if they were ordinary guests.
The girl stood in the doorway for two seconds before her thoughts were interrupted by the boss's welcome. Smile slightly. Walk towards the counter.
"Boss. Is there a Mr. Andre here to stay? β
It looks ordinary, but the voice is quite moving, the innkeeper thought to himself. A warm smile appeared on his face, "Are you the one who is waiting for Mr. Andre?" He's just gone, but as is customary, he's back now......"
As soon as the words fell, the door of the hotel was pushed open again, and the only long-stay guest of the three golden cups returned.
Lin An didn't turn around until the pace behind him stopped three steps away, and he stood still with a slight hesitation.
"Ann?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Lin An smiled and turned around.
"Andrey."
Andre looked at the strange and familiar face, slightly stunned, and the memories came back one after another.
The similar scenes, the exact same faces, made him feel like he had gone back to the situation when they first met eight years ago, when their brother and sister traveled with Lin An, and when they first arrived in Jones City, they met Angelia at the Three Golden Cups.
At that time, Lin An was also so disguised.
After the catastrophe of life and death, reunion after a long absence, and goodbye in such a scene, Andre's slightly melancholy eyes crossed with deep joy, and his slightly pursed lips hooked up the upward arc.
Although there was no more exchange of words, the innkeeper standing on the side felt in a trance that there was an indescribable tacit understanding between the two people, and the atmosphere between them seemed to be self-contained, and no one could intervene.
The innkeeper wondered why he had such thoughts, and he was distracted for a while, and in the blink of an eye, the two guests in front of him were gone.
The two who disappeared had already left the three golden cups again, walking in the bustling street market.
The flow of people passed by them, but they were like a rock in the river, and when they came to them, they avoided them without touching a corner of their clothes.
"How long have you been here?"
"It's not been a month."
"Why did you choose to be here? Shiryl said that you still have some gaps in your memory, and you need to get back what you were familiar with, and I thought you would choose Atlantis. β
Jones City was just a hurried stop on their way, and eight years ago they had been here for less than a day, and there didn't seem to be many deep memories here.
Or did Andrei come back here later when he traveled to the mainland?
"I don't know why, I just wanted to stop, so I stayed." Andre's eyes swept over the vivid faces, revealing a faint smile, "Every day I come into contact with the crowd, I feel that the memory is slowly coming alive." β
He seemed to understand Lin An's worries, and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, Ann, I've regained my past feelings and memories, it's just that Deathwing's legacy memory is too long, and it still has some residual effects - but it's also part of my experience, no matter what it becomes, I'm still me, aren't I?"
Truly.
Lin An could feel that Andre was not without emotion now, but like a polished rough stone, he had converged the sharp edges and corners of Ali.
Although this is contrary to his original temperament, after going through so many things, whether it is Lancet, Salen or Angelia's personality has changed dramatically, although Andre's transformation is great, it does not mean that he is not Andre.
Judging from the meeting just now, Andrei's joy at the first sight of her was no less than that of Lancet, but he was more insipid.
This also has something to do with the fact that he has already received the news that Lin An has returned.
"You don't know how much we worry about us, especially Shiryl, I can't imagine that she would let you out alone." Lin An let out a long sigh, "That's right." That dragon stripe on your face is a remnant of Deathwing's sigil? β
After being promoted to a legend, the understanding of all things in the law is at a higher level, and most legends will gain the eye of the law.
Of course, unless Lin An'an operates, the whole world will not become a line and gray and white composition in her eyes, but ordinary illusions can no longer hinder her gaze, and at the first glance of seeing Andre, Lin An saw through the thin illusion on his face.
Obscured by the illusion was the lines of a death dragon, like a huge tattoo that stretched from Andrei's left forehead to his left cheek, taking up almost a quarter of his face. The monstrous dragon flaunts the evil. It adds a cruel and cold temperament to Andrei's not very outstanding face.
Fortunately, Andrei's own temperament neutralized the evil aura of the mark, otherwise he would have looked more than cold.
Andrei nodded, touching his left cheek. "Actually, I'm used to it. It didn't have much of an impact either. It's just a little more of a nightmare......"
Lin An heard the meaning of his words, "You don't want to pull it out now?" β
Andre was silent for a moment, "The place where Ann is going." I guess it's the Tower of Babel. β
Lin An understood.
She looked at her best friend, and AndrΓ© just turned his head to look at her.
"As a blessing in disguise, I have inherited a lot of its strength, although I cannot fulfill its requirements, at least not with the help of the power of its mortal enemies to expel it." Andre paused, "Actually, this can be regarded as a kind of grinding, when I can completely remove this mark, it will not be far from being promoted to a legend." β
Lin An understood Andre.
It's his respect for Deathwing.
Drinking water and thinking about the source, although it seems unnecessary from the perspective of others, this is exactly what Lin An knows Andre.
Whether it was the flying jump at the beginning, or the calm and introverted now, Andre has never forgotten his principles.
Don't change your original intention.
It's easy to say, but after really experiencing it, I understand how hard it is.
"After eight years, what hasn't really changed is you," Lin An silently stepped forward, approached Andre's arms, and hugged him lightly, "I'm very happy, Andre!" β
Her height was only as high as Andre's chin, and Andre breathed a sigh of relief on the top of her head, and patted Lin An gently like a child.
"You haven't changed."
Feeling the strength of Lin An's hug lessened, Andre's eyes crossed with affection, and he still gently let go of his hand.
Lin An blinked, suppressed the slight wetness in his eyes, and asked, "Are you really not going?" β
She was still a little worried about that mark, the Tower of Babel had reincarnation, and the demigod fellow was Deathwing's sworn enemy, if Andre was willing to enter the Tower of Babel, the success rate of completely solving the Deathwing mark would be at least eighty percent.
Andre shook his head firmly and gently, and suddenly hesitated, "You won't be in danger, will you?" β
"Probably not." Lin An said slowly, "It's just to meet a few old friends and solve some doubts by the way." β
It may be hard to imagine, but the law realm she gained when she was promoted to Legend was not only space, but also fate.
Although she can't predict everything, as the owner of the realm of fate, even if she is a god, she can no longer affect her fate without being aware of it, so from the time she was officially promoted to a legend, Lin An knew that she had untied the knot of fate on her body and was truly free.
What's more, the Crane plane has been out of the control of the gods, the divinity of the Oak God is also accumulating and recovering, everything has been settled, and Lin An sees that the thread of fate on his body is slowly decreasing, falling to the number that a normal legend should have.
Although the power of fate in her body rose to a new height after the disaster day, the realm of fate already has the ability to transform these powers of fate for her own use, and over time, the power of fate in Lin An's body will also decrease to a normal level, and the realm of fate with enough power of fate will also become a big reliance on her.
Everything is changing in a normal direction, and Lin An is very satisfied with such a result.
It's not easy to finally get out of that hateful affected fate!
As soon as he turned over and sang, Lin An's first thought was to go back to the Tower of Babel and ask for an explanation.
Under normal circumstances, if she is promoted to Legend, she will get the right to use the Tower of Babel, that is, she will change from a candidate to an authority.
Of course, it is not the highest authority, after all, this is the divine realm plane of the demigods, and it is not like the Sky City and the Earth Temple, which have been hung up and abandoned for a long time, if Lin An wants to forcibly control the Tower of Babel, the only consequence is to hit the street.
But the authority is not without benefits, except for the demigod fellow's split soul - that is, the tower spirit of the Tower of Babel does not necessarily listen to her, in the Tower of Babel, her authority is already higher than that of the guardians, and she is considered to be the majority of the masters.
Since he is the master, of course, there is no reason why he can't go home.
However, this is also the content that naturally appears in his mind after being promoted to a legend, and before that, Lin An thought that he had to become a demigod before he could really settle in the Tower of Babel.
Since Anderloy firmly expressed his will, Lin An did not force it.
She contacted the Azure Spear and the Water Elemental Elf King, and asked the Azure Spear to temporarily protect Ranster, exchange it for Titi, and then take the Water Elemental Elf King, enter the Arctic Ice Field, and teleport to the Tower of Babel within a hundred miles of induction.
The candidate's authority is not obtained for nothing, there is no need for Ye Si's teleportation array, and it is not like Hades the Great to risk death to enter, Lin An released the legendary realm, the Tower of Babel immediately sensed, the space gradually distorted, and a golden gate full of ancient Babylonian style gradually turned from virtual to real, appearing in mid-air.
The door opened silently, and a pillar of pale golden light was cast from the door, and Lin An and the others felt that their feet were floating, and they were sent into the gate without resistance.
The golden gate slowly closed and disappeared again.
β¦β¦
After entering the Tower of Babel, Lin An did not see the guards, but separated from Titi and them, and directly saw the split soul of the demigod fellow.
["Welcome back, my soul! βγ
Lin An was slightly shocked.
Although there are all kinds of clues, and even the thread of fate points in the same direction, when it comes to facing the truth, Lin An doesn't know what to say for a while.
The silver-haired and blue-eyed demigod fellow - oh, maybe it should be another distraction, a hint of interest appeared in his eyes with rare emotions, and he said calmly:
["It seems that you have already guessed. βγ
Yes, since the appearance of the Demon God Divine Thought, Lin An has already vaguely guessed, and the fate realm obtained after being promoted to the Legend has verified her idea.
"What about Ye Si?"
"Of course she is. βγ
"She already knew!" Lin An sighed, "So after being promoted to legend, she didn't return to Babel until she had to. β
Otherwise, if Ye Si had elevated his authority, he wouldn't need to come back in that way at all.
["Yes, although she has a better foundation, in comparison, your will is stronger than hers, and you dare to take the initiative to find the truth. βγ
Lin An knows what "better foundation" means.
Ye Si had a companion elf in modern times, and it was a fetal wear, from bloodline to status to resources, she had a foundation far beyond her, and when she was at the beginning, even her body was not completely compatible, in contrast, the starting point of the two was indeed a heaven and a earth.
To this day, Lin An will not have any grievances, but thinking about the similar and different circumstances of the two, he sighed a little and said lightly:
"I am who I am, not anyone, what would I not dare."
(To be continued)(To be continued......
PS: Prepare for the ending...... Well, it's been a long time coming~
Anyway, I can't let the heroine appear, and it becomes the text again when I write it~
Thank you for the two peace charms of Yoyo baby~! O(β©_β©)O~