Lancelot and his party were all very skilled, so they hurried extremely fast, and they were far away from Imotru in a short time.

As he walked, Brando suddenly leaned over and asked curiously.

"Mr. Shansi, I seem to have seen that set of etiquette from you just now, but unfortunately I can't remember it for a while."

"Well, that's a 'requiem', it's been a long time."

When he heard the name, Brando suddenly realized, "The 'requiem' of the Rook Legion? Are you from the Turing Empire? ”

Lancelot couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled: "It's a ...... Half of it. ”

In his opinion, Yuni's descendants established the Turing Empire, and Venia is a Turing person, so he is naturally half. It's just that he didn't know that his self-created requiem ritual had become exclusive to the Crow Legion.

Seeing that the other party seemed reluctant to talk more, Brando sighed a little and stopped talking.

When he withdrew, Lancelot was reminded of some memories.

He looked back at the pit of Imotru, remembered the funny and pathetic fellow, remembered the conversation between the two that day, remembered that he owed him a requiem.

……

Five months ago, in the windy firmament, on the huge pale golden canopy of Imotru, two figures, one gold and one white, fell on it one after another.

"Your Excellency is—" He looked at the strange soul. Although the other party is a newborn soul body, it is surprisingly powerful, and there is an aura on his body that he is very familiar with.

It was a gift from Mia when he was three years old, by the hand of Granny Oumar.

"You've probably guessed it, Lancelot-senpai." Shamu spoke lazily.

"Hehe, seniors can't afford two words." Lancelot smiled, "I'm just a failure." What about you? Are you the hope of our new life? ”

Shamu shook his head.

"I'm not, the fainting guy down there is."

"Him?" Lancelot split the space with a sword just now, and naturally understood that there were two consciousnesses hidden inside. "A little mage who isn't even level 60, are you sure you're not mistaken? I don't know where you came from, but there are still traces of elemental tides in the air, and the smell of the dead elemental seems to linger on the tip of my nose, and with Piper saying that you controlled the trial, it's not hard to imagine how you condensed your soul......

"If that's the case, how can I believe that Mother will put Lokan's future in the hands of a coward who can't even defeat her own nightmare?"

"He's not a coward, and I'm not a nightmare." Xia Mu raised his eyebrows. "Even if he is temporary, only I can say such a thing as 'coward', and ask my seniors to take this sentence back."

"Good, good." Lancelot wasn't annoyed, just smiled. "Then why are you pushing him to this extent? If he's the hope, what about you? Mother's blessing is clearly on you. ”

"Answer the first question first." Xia Mu sighed, and said a little distractedly: "How to say it, that guy is a naïve child, you can't imagine what kind of despair he has experienced...... Anyway, it's miserable. But he has been a good boy since he was a child, a pathetic good boy. Don't fight, don't grab, don't cry, don't make trouble, and hide any grievances, so I have extremely low self-esteem, and even almost end myself.

Later, by chance, he gradually came into contact with a new world, and he lived in it with great devotion. That world is blueprint for Lokan, and the experiencer in it has something similar to the 'system' in you and me, measuring everything with data, but even so, it is just someone else's after-dinner pastime, but he is different, he loves the world from the bottom of his heart, and pays immeasurable enthusiasm for it.

"Because of this love, he slowly reaped his own honor and applause in that world, and had a fragile self-confidence, like a one-story pavilion built on a swamp, crumbling, as ridiculous as the building blocks built by children."

He couldn't help but laugh when he said this.

"You haven't felt that fragile self-confidence up close, it's like paper paste, it breaks when you stab it. When I disturb his mind, if I pick a few trivial faults and make random accusations on them, he will immediately fall into a panicked self-suggestion, as if a basin of water could be made dirty by just throwing a pinch of dust into it. A person like me, who has no bottom line to speak of, is speechless when he can refute anything. ”

"Then why are you still ......," Lancelot couldn't help but ask. Aren't you afraid of destroying him completely? ”

Shamu shook his head.

"No, although he is a childish ghost, he is stronger than anyone else, and if you use a spring metaphor, it is the elastic coefficient...... Forget it, you don't understand, in short, I've done half of this kind of thing, and I don't need others to intervene anymore, you can rest assured. As for the other half......" he suddenly sneered, "There will be someone." ”

Lancelot smiled as well, he naturally understood that the opposite sex did a better job of healing the wounds.

"And what about the second question? Since he is the 'hope', what about you? ”

"Me......" Shamu smiled self-deprecatingly. You may not believe it, but I have such a great idea. ”

"What?"

"There is an idiom called 'Li Dai Taozhuang', have you heard of it before?"

"'Idioms'?" Lancelot was in trouble. "I don't understand very well, it sounds like it has something to do with plants."

At this moment, Xia Mu suddenly showed a playful smile.

"How?" He asked.

"The farce is over." Shamu smiled. "Where did you just go?"

"You're going to explain that 'idiom' to me."

"Oh, 'Li Dai Taozhuang', right?" He then explained: "To put it simply, I am going to die with the 'system', creating the illusion that a new 'hope' has been shattered. ”

Lancelot couldn't help but frown.

"I'm sorry, I can't understand your intentions."

"That said—"

"No, I mean, shouldn't he be weaker than you in every way to do this? Even if you blow him to the sky, he is still a seedling, and we have already waited for a long time, and we can't afford to wait for a second time. ”

"You're wrong, senior." Xia Mu smiled: "Where do you think the last failure was?" ”

"You say me?" He thought about it. "Probably not rational and ruthless."

"Do you think I'm rational enough?"

Lancelot looked at him.

"I think you're cold enough to be able to speak ill of someone you admire, and almost destroy his mind. Before you just said that, I thought you were sane enough. ”

"So that's it, Senpai." "You and I have gone to extremes, so we need a compromise between emotion and reason," Shamu said. ”

Seeing that the other party was about to open his mouth to refute, he hurriedly stopped him.

"Of course, this is not convincing, but there is one thing you must know about the predecessors, and that is how I was born." He explained, "At first, I was just a cold piece of data, without the slightest emotion, in other words, just like the Soul Maid, but with a lot more data than they did. There are tens of millions of people like me, and we are being manipulated by others every day, experiencing different things.

"But I am the only one who has developed a sense of consciousness, and even gradually able to think, to understand the joys and sorrows of the manipulator, and to follow him to the real Lokan."

"I can probably understand that the world you are talking about must be just one of the thousands of backups of Lokan, it carries a trace of the residual consciousness of your mother, and of course you can awaken and be transported back here......"

"But why is it 'me' who wakes up?" Shamu stared into his eyes. "I also said, out of tens of thousands of spirit maids, why am I the only one who woke up and was chosen with the manipulator, and returned here, carrying hope, and still coming to this point?"

Lancelot was silent.

"The answer is simple, it's because of 'love'. He poured too much love into that world, unlike others who thought it was just a mess of data, just a game, just a pastime, he thought it was a real world, hence me, it was he who turned me from cold data into a living life, so we were chosen by my mother's consciousness.

"And this, you don't have, and I don't either.

"Do you love the world? Actually, no, you only love Venia, there is no doubt that your love is also great and noble, but it does not help us to save Lokan, the two do not match. What about me? Yes, I love the world too, but I love it because it exists so I exist, and I am nothing without it, so I am 'forced' to love it.

But he is different, although he has only regained his long-lost self-confidence in this world, but it is like a seed, rooted in his noble heart, only to be buried by pessimism and negativity for a long time, Lokan only accelerates this process, his love is praise from the heart, it comes from the resonance of the soul.

"We don't have that.

"Can you imagine a person who knows it's just data, but insists on saying hello to the maid every day, and still grieving because of his death? He even set up an organization called an organization to make their lives better, and there was not a single 'manipulator' in it, all of them were spiritual servants. Those words are just data to me, but to him they are living stories, stories that are enough to obsesse him, and with a stubbornness and enthusiasm, he has mastered knowledge that will amaze me, and we don't have it. ”

Lancelot was silent for a long time, seemingly persuaded by him.

"That'...... Why did you choose this 'Li Dai Tao Stiff' path? Can't you hide in the windy sky? ”

Xia Mu showed a hint of complaint at this time. "That kid went around proclaiming that he was a 'god', I hinted at him several times that he didn't realize it, and then he was finally noticed by Isu, you also know who is behind him, if you don't want to fake your death to Heru, I guess I will have to stay in the sky of wind for the rest of my life." At this, he sighed. "Senior, you've been here for so long, do you think there's any hope for going on like this?"

Lancelot smiled and quietly changed the subject.

"Does he know that? Or do he know that you say that you are so great? ”

"Of course I don't know, and that kid must hate me now." Shamu scratched his head. "I shared memories with him, so when I woke up, I knew everything he was doing in Lokan." He couldn't help but laugh. "You may not believe it, when he first came to Luokan, he thought that he had taken the opportunity to replace others with his life, and he was stupid to block the gun for others, and he was issued a good person card for this, which is really stupid and cute." Then he was a little gloomy, "If he knew about it, he probably wouldn't give me the 'system', how could he accept the shit setting of 'some people are born to die'?" ”

"Okay, okay, I know you two love each other, now tell me what you want me to do, I'll do my best." Lancelot laughed.

"First of all, you have to tell him about the difference between Lokan and Heru, like the elements and stuff, and by the way, explain the Wind Firmament, which the guy still thinks is the holy land of Ral."

“…… If you tell him the truth, won't he speculate? Lancelot wondered, "As you said, his knowledge is exaggerated. ”

He thought for a while, "In this way, you can make up a story, for example, there is a 'War of the Ages' between Heru and Lokan, the Wind Realm and the Shadow Realm are the front lines of the war, and the trials are used to screen the warriors of the gods. By the way," he hurriedly said, "he's very interested in your, you can talk to him about it." ”

"You ......" Rao is Lancelot has a good temper and can't help but want to scold him.

"Also, send him to Heru, and the energy that his body needs to condense after he goes." He added: "By the way, if it's convenient, the senior can help me, no, is it to help him take care of the human girl below?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with the first two, but as for the back......" Lancelot hesitated. I'm not sure I'll be able to get past Ikali entirely. ”

"What if I tell you the whereabouts of Queen Venia?"

"Really?" Lancelot's eyes lit up.

Xia Mu nodded, and instantly had a plan.

"Well, after all, I'm also a strong man, let's make a bet. When that guy wakes up, if he asks the 'others' for the first time, then I will tell Queen Vigna about her whereabouts for free, and if he asks 'what about Surya', you will have to agree to my terms, how about it?" ”

Lancelot laughed and scolded, "Don't think I didn't know you were going to do it, well, I'll do it." ”

He took out two leaves of Imotru.

"This is the seedling leaf of the mother tree, given to me by Piper, which can be combined well with the elements of Heru, and I will engrave a circle on it, but you will need to create a powerful wave of mana to cover the teleportation."

"No problem." Xia Mu nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "There should be some words recorded on this, right?" ”

"Why, do you want to express the unwillingness and anger of being a substitute for the dead?"

"No, no, no," Xia Mu waved his hand repeatedly, looking a little lonely, "I have actually expressed those negative emotions, and even lost control of my emotions for a while, and said a lot of excessive things...... I hope there will be a chance to apologize. Or say goodbye.

"After all......" he stopped suddenly, and then chuckled: "It's nothing, so be it, then I'll hide in here first, and you can take him out in half a year." ”

With that, he turned into a ball of streamer and squeezed into the blade.

Lancelot put away the leaves, and suddenly remembered that the other party seemed to have promised to tell him Venia's whereabouts, but ......

"This little bastard......" he couldn't help but smile and shook his head. Don't look at my promise so refreshingly, if his answer doesn't satisfy me after half a year, then don't blame me for fulfilling my duties as a senior. ”

There was a fluctuation from the leaves, as if to answer him perfunctorily, and as if to express confidence.

……

Coming back to their senses, they had reached the junction of Ash Valley and Dusk Swamp, the village of Woodthroat.

The bear monsters had already moved to Silvermoon City, so it was empty.

"Let's rest here." Lancelot said, and then he stood on a totem pole as if no one was around, looking quietly to the south.

That's the direction of Imotru.

The others looked at each other, and Wynne and Brando exchanged a look, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.