Chapter 22: Embark on the Journey Again
For Heliga, that's where he's most entangled.
It's that I'm too naΓ―ve.
I don't know when it began, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the power in my consciousness was used as some kind of bargaining chip by myself.
In fact, I am also relying on it unconsciously, consciously or unconsciously.
I was able to start the practice of martial arts because of the quick understanding of martial arts that this power brings; The reason why he was able to survive unharmed in that ancient city was because of the initial awakening of this power. After that, whether it was saving Aya and Droplet in Crossbell, or having an adventure with a divine wolf in the mountains of the autonomous region, or meeting Volcan, helping in his regiment until now-
When did you start to think of it as "your own strength"?
And on the battlefield a few days ago, the self-righteous self messed up things again, and it was the power that came forward to save him.
But this time, he finally understood one thing.
That power does not belong to him.
That power belongs to Bernardo, to the Dragonborn who came out of nowhere.
If it weren't for his existence, maybe he would just be an ordinary local nobleman, and in the future, like his father, he would learn how to run his own territory, and then wait for his father to take over when he is old, find a wife who is the right person, and then live this life peacefully.
However, I thought that I would be a special one with special abilities......
It's ridiculous.
Perhaps, this is the end of everything.
I haven't figured out what to do next, but it's time to put an end to this farce called spiritual practice.
I wasn't a genius from the beginning, and everything was just a power that belonged to another person, and it was just manifested in myself.
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"You expected this situation too?" Minimenil mocked Bernardo. The two of them had been somewhere in this dark space, observing the boy's every move.
ββ¦β¦ To be honest, no. Bernardo scratched his head, "I didn't expect this kid to be slender in his heart, so he got into the horns...... It seems that he still hasn't remembered what his teachers taught him. β
"So what do you do? If he gives up all this effort, won't we be trapped here forever? β
"No, it won't." Bernardo's voice was firm, "The Elder Scrolls can't go wrong in that sense. β
"It's also possible that your own judgment was wrong. Perhaps, you are not destined to be Mirak's opponent. β
"In that case, you and I should be a part of him now, instead of maintaining a situation here that I don't know if I am dead or alive!"
"Okay...... Okay, so what are you going to do? β
"We don't have the means to communicate with him...... And to be honest, I don't think he's wrong. And it was only a matter of time, and his subconscious, he already took our power as his own. β
"What's the matter, you don't agree with him thinking so?" Minimunil continued to taunt, "Didn't you think so when you seized our power, didn't you think that you have today? β
"No...... That was not what I meant. Bernardo raised his forehead, "When I first merged with your powers, my way of thinking and thoughts were often influenced by you, and sometimes I would be like this. But then I figured out that no matter who this power belongs to or what it belongs to, it is only power after all. The problem with Heiliga is ...... He didn't understand what this power meant, and he didn't really think about what he wanted to do with it, but he just used it as a label that was different from others, as a privilege, as a life-saving capital......"
"According to your words, he doesn't really have the qualifications to "have" this power."
"Yes......" Bernardo bowed, "I also tore down the walls of the Dragon Night Palace in a fit of rage before I mastered your power, provoked that Marven Black Thorn, and recklessly went against the entire Dark Brotherhood...... I couldn't control your power at the time, but I was carried away by the legend of the Dragonborn...... Before I met Master Jett, I wasn't in a much better position than he is now. β
"But the great sword singer saved you, didn't he?" Speaking of the Redguard Sword Master, Minimenil no longer put on a haughty appearance.
"Yes. Now the child also has excellent teachers and friends...... So it must be able to ...... Oh, look, the girl is talking. β
"Huh?"
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"What are you talking about?"
"So, it's my responsibility not to stop the regimental commander...... If I ......"
"So, what are you talking about?"
"If I tell me who I really amβ"
"No, it's not like that. Heliga, calm down and listen to me. Martha was very calm at the moment, "I didn't join the group much earlier than you...... Wait, it looks like you've never officially joined the group...... Anyway, while I don't seem to be a very senior member, I can assure you that few people know the members better than I do.
"I can see what kind of person the head of the regiment is. He is a bold and somewhat unkempt uncle, always smiling and looking amiable. Although he is a notorious hunter in the eyes of ordinary people, "Erlengem" is an outlier among hunters, only taking risks and other tasks, and never participating in drugs, arms dealing, or murderous industries......
"It's just that maybe everyone didn't notice it, but I could feel it, the head of the regiment...... Sometimes when he is alone, or when facing some difficult situations on the battlefield, he will also show a side that is not known to everyone. The expression that wants to turn everything into scorched earth and enjoy a moment of life and death......
"I think the head of the regiment may not be an ordinary adventurer or something like that...... Before Erlengem, he was a traditional hunter, wasn't he? In that sense, it was a mistake for him to form "Erlengamem" for some reason...... A person who has never really overcome the dark side of his heart, a person who has never truly embraced the light, a person who has never wanted to pass anything, such a person cannot lead a group like "Erlengame".
He's a hunter at heart, so he's not going to settle for just "proper risk," despite what he says. With or without your interference, he will eventually go down the same path...... It's his nature, not your responsibility.
"In fact, we should all be grateful to you. It was you who discovered the enemy's traces while preparing for battle, which made the regimental commander vigilant and temporarily changed the deployment, so that our sacrifices were reduced; It was you who single-handedly routed the enemy on the battlefield, so that the vast majority of people no longer had to fight their opponents with a life-threatening charge. All thanks to you. β
Martha calmly finished this long sentence, looking at the young man in front of him who was a little distracted: "So, you don't have to take all the responsibility on yourself?" β
"......" Helliga closed her eyes, the blood vessels on her eyelids beating gently.
After a long time, he said with difficulty: "That...... What are you going to do with the rest of you? β
"I'm going back to my hometown." Martha's tone was bitter, "Although there is nothing to be nostalgic for, only hunger and poverty...... Others don't know, but I'm guessing they'll choose to join the new hunting regiment. β
"Your hometown...... The old Duchy of Northumbria? "Heliga has heard that this is the area that was destroyed by the great ancient relic "Salt Pile", and that it is also where the term "Chasseur of the North" was born.
ββ¦β¦ Be. I think that after living as a hunter, I should also understand that I can't give up everything like other fellow villagers and become a real chaser to save my hometown...... What I should do is help the people in my hometown in my own way. β
ββ¦β¦ Your own way? β
"Yes. I'm not the type of person who can go to war, so I hope to be able to go back to my hometown and help the people there survive winter nights after nights. When someone falls ill, I go and help cook a bowl of hot porridge and fry a pot of herbs; When someone gets cold, I'll send a bowl of hot water and a winter coat. I can't save my hometown with blood in exchange for a lot of wealth on the battlefield, but at the very least, there is something I can do. β
Martha's eyes were firm, and she looked directly at the young man in front of her: "Of course, you are the same." β
"It's Martha's choice, and she's gone through it all and knows what she's going to do." The archbishop's voice suddenly appeared, "She has signed up for the training course for nuns here, and when she is finished, it will be the day she returns to her hometown." β
"Ah......" Hyliga felt a ripple in his heart, and he was happy for Martha, "Congratulations, Martha." β
"Don't be too busy caring about people just yet...... What about yourself? "What are your plans?" β
Oh, yes? What is it now?
I wanted to give up at one point, but now I'm hesitating.
Martha's evaluation of the regimental commander...... It's not that I'm making excuses, but I do have that kind of intuition in my heart, and Martha is probably telling the truth.
And after listening to Martha's next ideals and goals, the hesitation and hesitation became even heavier.
If you really give up everything and choose to return to your hometown to be a turtle with a shrunken head......
Even if the father and mother are willing to welcome them home unconditionally...... So, what would Master Alside, Teacher Yun, Arios, Laura, and the other brothers and sisters who spent time and night with each other think?
Thinking of Laura's disappointed eyes and Viscount Jarseid's helpless sigh, Heliga's heart became entangled again.
What's more, does it really work?
Bernardo didn't want to stay there, he was trying to find a way to break through, and he was the only person he could communicate with, in other words, the only hope. If he just gave up, what would he do? No matter what, he has also saved his benefactor several times.
Most importantly, your own heart...... What do you think?
Martha β She comes from the impoverished region of Northumbria. Much of the fertile soil there has been completely destroyed and countless refugees have been displaced. Almost all young people have chosen the same path: to become a chasesser and go to the battlefield in exchange for enough commissions to help their hometowns, which are no longer productive.
She's found her new path and she's ready to take on new challenges.
Seeing her like this, how can I return to my hometown with peace of mind and escape everything I dare not face?
In a trance, he remembered what his mentors had said.
"Listen, power is power, and in any case, its use depends on the person in control." This is the teachings of the swordsmith of light.
"Every scene in this world has its own uniqueness...... You are the same. So, don't let other people's ideas sway...... Of course, everything in this world is also closely related, so you must also consider what those who are closely related to you say to you. "This is the guidance of the Sword Immortal.
"No one will be able to fully understand the other person, but you also have to be aware that those who have really crossed over something will have a lot of meaning when they say it." This is the experience imparted by the Sword Master of the Wind.
"It doesn't matter who this power belongs to or what it belongs to, it is only power after all." The last sentence was a subconscious in his mind frantically reminding him -
Oh, yes...... That's right.
From the beginning, I shouldn't have dwelled on these messy things.
Isn't the purpose of coming out on your own is to learn to "master" this power?
Now, he has taken the first step and learned the source of this power. That's a lot of progress...... But yourself, why did you suddenly drill the tip of the horns?
Yes, I unknowingly took this unknown power as my own possession...... But to be able to have a certain amount of judgment and mind under the influence of this power, isn't it also something worth showing off?
The road is still long, far away, and no one knows what strange dangers lie ahead. It is impossible to guarantee that you will not make any mistakes, and you will inevitably encounter even more sad and lost moments in the future. But it is precisely this kind of valuable experience brought by the process of overcoming all difficulties and overcoming oneself that is truly a precious wealth that belongs to oneself.
Heliga opened his eyes again.
The difference is that this time there is not only hope in his eyes, but also a certain will that has gradually strengthened.
"I'm not going to stop adventuring."
"I will definitely ...... Keep at it. β
Helliga had never felt such a strong desire to become stronger.
Somewhere in the dim world, the corners of Bernardo's mouth finally showed a relaxed smile.
P.S: It's the first time I've written this kind of chapter with a long character monologue, and I've changed it again and again, but I'm still a little unhappy......
P.S2: I dragged 10w words and didn't let the heroine show her face, but Martha, the transitional role I came up with temporarily, stole the scene...... Why don't you just fake it and add Martha to the outline?