After Ricky's words ended, the two fell silent again, but this time it was noticeably deeper.

The Tallinn remembered the time he had been in captivity, and he remembered his father, the old king who had died at the hands of Gondor, who had pressed the Whirlwind Annihilation against his neck, and the spirits of the unjustly killed licked his skin, cold as iron. He was as cold-blooded as the sharp blade, and trembling as those who died under the blade.

How did I get out of that terrible memory?

The people of Tallinn remembered what they had experienced later in the port of Gioor with Siv across the River Styx. It seems that since then he has matured a lot and played the role of a backbone. And it wasn't time that made him transform, but Momoya.

"You are not a weapon, you will be afraid, you will be obsessed, you will think, you are the master of a weapon."

That's what she seemed to say when she rescued herself.

If it weren't for her, she might have been haunted by this emotion for the rest of her life, forever living in the shadows with fear. That new story will not develop to this day, and it will end with the street fighting in Hosdi. Faced with Gondor holding the Flying Spiral and the Darkness, he simply couldn't muster the courage to fight it.

The Tallinn man sighed, glanced at Eric, and saw that the guy had his head down and his eyes glazed.

Just like myself in the dark cell.

He spoke suddenly.

"In your world, Suria is the daughter of a runaway Grand Duke, and Mr. Glazer is a legendary wizard who has been poisoned by the gods, oh no, a mage. Amather is an elven swordsman who has touched the truth, and Miss Grace is the wife of a soul snatcher...... They've all told their own stories, but Erik, you've never mentioned yourself. "It's rude, but I can't stand the torment of curiosity......

"My story...... Not worth mentioning, Mr. Ricky. Eric shrugged and looked at Ricky with a smile, trying to make his expression as natural as possible.

The Tallinn stared at him for a long time, until the disguise on Eric's face could not hold on.

His expression was a little sad and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's really not worth mentioning, sir...... Nothing to worry about, not so ...... Unforgettable. ”

It seemed like it was talking to Ricky, and it was like whispering to himself.

Eric lowered his head and clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he was enduring great pain.

"I've ...... Forgotten, all forgot......"

"Well, our great writer." Ricky sighed inwardly and stood up and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Those damn pasts are gone, and as you say, there's nothing to worry about. But, listen to me, Mr. Writer, if you don't really face them, you'll be living in the shadows for the rest of your life. That wound will worsen, suppurate, and come out with disgusting pus, hurting you again and again. The real 'look away' is not to actively forget it, not to be reluctant to mention it, but to accept it and expose it to the fresh air, and after bleeding, it will scab over and gradually heal. When you suddenly realize that you haven't mentioned it in a long time, that's true oblivion. Be strong, man, you're a friend of Heru's greatest Assassin, Ricky. ”

Eric nodded silently before exhaling for a long time.

He punched the Tallinn man in the chest.

"Hey man, you also remember to me that you are the friend of Eric, the greatest, no, the greatest, Lokan and the greatest writer of Heru."

"Of course, that's my pleasure." Ricky smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

The gloom seemed to be dispelled, but at this moment, a voice suddenly interjected.

"Isn't my presence a little out of place?"

The two of them looked up together and saw a short figure standing next to the light curtain, still smiling toothy on his face.

"Shans?"

"Surprised to see me?"

"No," Ricky raised an eyebrow and stood quietly in front of Eric. "We're just curious when you came?"

"Oh, is that so?" Shans walked over, "Don't worry, I didn't hear your words, 'He has to reach him.'" ”

“……”

"Well, kidding, I've always been there." Shansi smiled, "Your chat was interesting, so I couldn't help but come out." ”

"It's rude to eavesdrop on someone's conversation, Mr. Shans." Eric Road.

"Is it polite to secretly slander people behind your back? Mr. Eric? ”

"If you don't listen, how will you know I'm slandering you?" Eric sneered.

Shans scratched his head, giving up trying to take advantage of the words, and he fixed his eyes on the light curtain, where everyone had already walked down the hill into the white blizzard.

"I'm curious what they're going to do next, did you tell them all in advance?"

"Of course not, but I'm sure they'll do no worse than I do." Eric smiled, and at the mention of the group, he suddenly felt surrounded by a sense of contentment and a surge of confidence.

The light in Shans's eyes suddenly lit up, "I'm curious about this, can Mr. Eric satisfy my curiosity?" ”

"I'm sorry, no." Eric spread his hands, "Mr. Shans can watch with us, I trust my companions, but I hate spoilers just as much." ”

"Don't be like that, Mr. Writer—I can call you that, please don't mind." Shansi smiled, "You should be able to understand this feeling, if you think of this game as an exam paper, then you are the best answerer, but you left the exam room at a critical time...... As the author of the question, I would love to know what a wonderful answer it would give me if I were given the opportunity to finish it. ”

"Before then, Mr. Shans, I have to make sure that whatever I say will not disturb my companions, right? You should be able to understand this feeling, right? I don't want the person who made the paper to change the paper based on my answers. Eric said.

"Of course not, I swear by tomorrow's breakfast." Shans looked determined, "And if your answer satisfies me, your companion will receive some unexpected 'help'." ”

Eric shrugged and grimaced.

"From now on, they will escort Xu Fu home in the white snowstorm, and with the help of him and Mr. Tang Yan, there shouldn't be too much hostility."

Tang Yan is it...... Shans said darkly.

"That's been too long, and I can't wait." He snapped his fingers, and the people in the light curtain had not taken a few steps before the blizzard in front of him suddenly dissipated, and they were facing the spruce forest north of Xueding Village.

The snowy fields, which took three days to get out, and the plains, which took another three days, were wiped out alive.

"You're sabotaging!" Erikten stood up and rebuked.

"I'm helping them, why sabotage?" Shansi was puzzled, "Isn't that a time-saver?" ”

Eric said angrily, "Do you see the horror on their faces? The original story process was disrupted, and the sudden change made it all lose its reference, you are just messing around! They're real people, not puppets to be fiddled with in the backyard of the theater! ”

This sentence seemed to touch Shansi, and he apologized a little panicked.

"yes, I'm sorry, I'll dispel their concerns."

Shans whispered as a line of remedial prompts appeared in front of everyone, and the horror on their faces gradually subsided.