From the perspective of lingua franca, Green probably understood this sentence, and his brain instantly opened up—could it be that my uncle was a member of some kind of secret army? Pull me into the house before you want to erase the traces of my zài?

Oops, it's really blushing and exciting......

However, Green quickly woke up from his fantasy, and he asked himself that in the more than 20 years he had been in the game, he had seen and heard of countless national strengths, and that the war between black and white had drained all the military strength, and that there had never been an army whose leader was so powerful that it was an artifact from head to toe. This is simply an exaggeration.

Especially when the verb used by this uncle is "to annihilate".

Isn't the suffix that this word usually uses to be conscience? Could it be that this uncle of the teenager belongs to the evil camp?

Green shuddered.

"Are you scared?" Unexpectedly, this subtle movement was also captured by Zegor, and the middle-aged man with gray temples glanced at Green coldly and asked in a solemn voice.

Green quickly shook his head.

Just kidding, if you dare to nod your head at this time, the other party will not have to tear him down......

As soon as this sentence came to his mind, Green wanted to shake his mouth, the boy's fear of his uncle was really deep-rooted, and it affected Green's reaction almost all the time. But then again, the boy was afraid of being like this, and the majesty of Uncle Zegor could be seen......

"With this piece of equipment alone, it is indeed worthy of awe......"

Green silently agreed with this statement in his heart.

Zegor was aware of this, and raised his eyelids to glance at Green.

"Follow me."

Throwing this sentence, Zegor turned and left. Green, who was still thinking about the past of his youth, was stunned and hurriedly followed. The uncle in front didn't say a word, and Green was silent in the back, and the atmosphere was solemn and there was an illusion of being stuck in the quagmire for a while.

Fortunately, Zegor quickly moved into a cabin.

Green stood in the doorway and took a deep breath, subconsciously glanced around, and then tiptoed through the door like a thief to follow. The room is an ordinary room, although there are more well-decorated superior rooms on the passenger ship, but this "rich" uncle still chooses the most ordinary cabin. Green walked in and took a look, and the room was empty, except for the basics, except for the two-handed greatsword at the head of the bed.

Well, that must be some kind of artifact, too.

Due to the light, Green couldn't see the exact shape of the greatsword, but that didn't prevent him from guessing the grade of the greatsword. After all, even in the game, there are very few people who wear a superb artifact and hold a whiteboard sword in their hands - cough, the extreme strength does not count.

"Sit down."

Zegor sat casually on the edge of the bed, but his posture was as straight as a sword. Green saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, on the one hand, he was ashamed of himself, obviously they were all a family with very different temperaments, and on the other hand, he was curious, this style was not something that ordinary martial artists could control.

If you add your uncle's usual strictness......

Could it be that he is really a soldier?

Green moved his chair, still curious, but Zegor had already spoken, "I'm glad that after a few years back in Canyone, you finally came to your senses, and it seems that Lance's decision was not made by you. ”

Huh? Reims? Ghost Animal King?

"Now," Zegor paused, his seemingly blank eyes swept over Green, and immediately made the latter put away the distraction in his heart, "...... Now that the eldest brother has confirmed his vision, it is my turn to fulfill his promise. ”

Green perked up, and here came the point.

"Before I do that, I have a few questions for you, Green." Zegor lowered his eyelids slightly, surprisingly did not look at Green, and what was even more strange was that this middle-aged man who was strict actually hesitated for a moment, "...... First of all, I want to know if you already have faith in your heart. ”

"Faith?"

"You've lived in Canyon for four years, and I don't care about it, but I know very well that you don't have faith in your heart. Now you've made me see a difference, and although I don't know what's happened lately, I do see a seed, so whether it's strength or honor, even if it's just wanting to be happy, what is your belief? ”

Green paused for a moment, for in the memory of the boy, his uncle had never been good at words, or that he had never been the one he could talk to so indifferently. But the next moment, Green's thoughts involuntarily fell on the belief that his uncle had said—he thought of his fellow players who had fought in the war, and thought of one vivid individual after another, the princess, the princess, the Ten Heroes, and the Sword Seeking Squad......

Finally, Green thought of the indifferent face under the mask of the antelope's skull, and the cold light in his hand.

Swordsman of Death, Disburingka.

"If I had to say it," Green exhaled, and in the presence of his uncle, he didn't choose to lie, "probably for revenge." ”

Hatred is his highest goal.

But Zegor shook his head, "You have lost your way, Green, no matter what you choose revenge, I don't see the slightest anger in you, nor do I smell the heavy smell of blood, the so-called revenge, that's just the 'things to do' that you set on your own initiative - but at least, you have faith, but you haven't realized it yet." ”

Then he nodded to himself, ignoring Green's stunned gaze, and continued to speak, "If I were to ask you what the power would bring you, would you answer me 'the possibility of successful revenge'?" ”

That was Green's original answer, but he was silent for now.

Green knew that an avenger should have no distractions, and in a world that followed miracles, he did what he said and did. But when he crossed over and possessed this young man who should have disappeared in the long river of history, his soul couldn't help but throb. He subconsciously thought that it was Luna's generous giving, a chance for the teenager and a chance for himself.

He has more options, more possibilities.

So he just remembered to take revenge, but he quickly planned how to make up for the regrets in the game, whether it was to save his life or arm himself.

So what exactly is his belief?

Green didn't know, he could only shake his head, denying the option of power for revenge.

"And what about your attitude? Does power, in your opinion, be understood as a tool to achieve an end? ”

This time, Green didn't hesitate, "Of course not. ”

Zegor looked up in a slight surprise, "You should know that power belongs to humans, and in the human world, these systems were invented by humans. ”

"Of course," Green nodded, and the proverb that had once made him feel so deeply came to mind, and he blurted out very naturally, "but at the same time, nature also invented man, but it doesn't disrespect man and treat him as a tool, right?" "Of course, I mean nature, Mistress Luna—Green added at once.

The stern uncle was silent for a moment.

In the small room, only the gasps of the two were left, and the waves outside were tumbling.

After a few moments, Zegor finally spoke again, "...... Green, can you tell me the meaning of dedication? ”

The young man was stunned again, why did he suddenly get involved in dedication?

"Green, now you should know that this world is not equal, some people are born rich, some people are born strong, but this is meaningless for more special people, because they are born to shine, the mediocrity in front of them is just a moment of indulgence, one day, they will walk on the thorny road, with the power that the world admires, shoulder the responsibility that does not belong to them, in the endless darkness, cut through the sky to meet the light."

"And the first thing they have to do is give."

"So, do you understand?"

"Dedication......" Green listened to Zegor's calm words, but his heart suddenly jumped a little.

Maybe he didn't know why at first, but after hearing it, he became more and more familiar, this mysterious and mysterious tone was like a sacred transfer ceremony, except that there was less of a dignified priest, and there was more of a middle-aged uncle who was as strict as facial paralysis.

"What do you think is giving?"

Green raised his head, he couldn't see his uncle's face clearly in the darkness, but he could feel that the other party was looking at him, and there was a look in his eyes that he had never had before, this kind of look called expectation, which made him muster up the courage to resist the fear of the young man in his heart and speak, "Dedication, in my opinion, is giving, willing to pay." ”

"So, what are you willing to pay for?"

"I think it's a beautiful thing."

Greene paused,

"Love what I love, no regrets."

Give for what I love, give for what I love.

Zegor looked at Green, the young man at the moment, his face seemed to be filled with a strange light, illuminating every corner of his heart.

"He is worthy of being the son of King Luo."

The uncle sighed softly, the voice in his mouth was faint, Green just intuitively felt what the other party said, and couldn't help but wonder, "Huh?" "Yes.

Zegor shook his head, but then, the heaviness returned, like a giant sitting on the ground suddenly standing up, and Green's heart trembled involuntarily for a moment.

"I'm satisfied."

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the short magic sword from his waist, which startled Green, not knowing what the other party was going to do.

"Now, by testimony of immortal will, I recognize Greenfield as the son of the eleventh generation."

"May the anger burn forever in the winter, and may the eternal heart be in the radiance."

Then the next moment, a lightning knife slashed at Green's shoulder!