Looking at the ashes in front of her, Hela's eyes were full of doubt.

"Eh......" scratched his face a little embarrassed, well, or rather, scratched his helmet, and Ash said helplessly: "I'm sorry if you find this thing unpalatable, because undead and the like like like it tastes like it." ”

After a pause, Ash added, "Ash too." Of course, I'm not just referring to me......"

"So what? Maybe I should call you the Lord of the Ashes? ”

Hela looked at the ashes in front of her impatiently, if it weren't for the fact that this strange guy in front of her was the only outsider she had seen in five thousand years who was not Odin's subordinate, Hela would have already made him into a collection of souls......

"And even if you say that, I don't think the so-called undead would like to drink something like lava."

As she spoke, Hela glanced at the ground beside her. The golden and red liquid fell to the ground and emitted a faint halo, which felt like molten iron had been spilled onto the ground. In this dimness, this faint halo is also particularly conspicuous.

"What do you say...... "Ash searched his stomach, thinking about how he should meet this woman. In fact, I've been wondering what it takes to fall into complete death. ”

"Complete death?" Hearing Ash's words, Hela cast her gaze in surprise. Then he said with some amusement: "Hey, you can't have the idea that only weak people called "loneliness" are born because you see that familiar people are dead and lost, right?" ”

"No kidding!"

"If that's the case," Hela said dismissively, "I'll probably laugh at you until I'm out of trouble." ”

"Lonely? Oh, if you don't say this, I'm almost forgetting those two words. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Ash picked up the elemental bottle that was thrown out by Hela and took a sip, was silent for a moment, and said, "You know what? Of all the immortals I've seen, there are only two kinds. ”

"Two?"

"That's right, two." Ash said with a familiar finger: "The first type, the pessimist, self-pity, squats in a corner and waits for the fire-bearer to come or the flame to be extinguished. "Oh! Passing the fire? That's the business of the big heroes. "It's their mantra......" said Ash, holding up a second finger: "The second, optimist...... No matter what time it is, keep a relaxed mind to face all this. Be helpful, even if it's a stranger, and will greet you pleasantly. If you're injured, they'll even treat you. ”

Squinting her eyes, Hela followed the ashes' words and asked, "Why?" ”

"Because neither the dead nor the ashes feel anything."

Ash's voice was mournful and mocking. That sense of irony is not directed at Hela, but at the most undead person, or even more pathetic than the undead, as an ash.

"From the moment I was born conscious, I didn't feel anything. Even when you pierced my heart, I didn't feel what the so-called "pain" was. And all the immortals, or the ashes, are the same as me. Ash looked directly at Hela in front of her, and although she was through the mask, Hela could feel a feeling of envy.

"Pain, itching, even the taste of food...... In terms of lifespan alone, I've been around for more than 10,000 years since the beginning of the Fire Age, but until now, I don't even know what it's like to be an AI. The shit onion rider lied to me that maybe I could jerk off, but my hands were bald......" said as Ash raised a middle finger. "When I woke up again, I was sitting next to the campfire. The firefighter told me that I ended up dying of blood loss. But I still don't feel it at all. ”

"Uh...... That's still ...... Well...... It's pathetic......" Hela couldn't help but look away, and at the same time basically forgave Ash for giving her the original bottle...... At least he didn't mean to. And judging from life experience, this guy is indeed quite pitiful......

Shaking his head, Ash said, "No pain, no pleasure. As an undead, or as an Ashman. Rather than being alive, we are looking at someone's life from the point of view of someone. But every time they die, the undead will clearly feel their humanity flowing out of the gap in the dark ring, and even their own memories will flow out together, and everything that is cherished will continue to be forgotten...... This long, silent torture gave birth to the pessimism of the undead, or optimism. The Elemental Bottle, on the other hand, is one of the few things that can taste the Immortal and the Ashes. ”

As he spoke, Ash said, "Of course, in addition to the elemental bottle in my hand, onion-soaked wine is also a rare treasure for the undead. It's a pity that the onion production is a bit low, and even as a knight, I can only drink a small glass once in a while...... I also miss the wine made by the guy who fired the fire. Of course, only for her wine, her people will be counted. ”

"Why?"

"It's nothing, it's just a bit of a bad memory......"

Waving his hand, Ash sighed. Looking at Hela, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the campfire in front of him, Ash suddenly remembered something and pulled it out on his waist, and in Hela's curious gaze, Ash pulled out a small pale blue bottle.

"If you don't like elemental bottles, you can try this."

“？” Probably because of the Elemental Bottle just now, Hela had a slight distrust on her face about the thing that Ash had taken out now.

Shrugging his shoulders, Ash said, "Although it's blue, the mages prefer to call him the Ash Elemental Bottle. The liquid in this is the cooled campfire solution in the Elemental Bottle. The taste is much better than the Element bottle. Even a mage who is an ordinary person can also be used to replenish his magic power. But I'm just a simple knight, so I'm just carrying this just to spice up the taste...... Unfortunately, I don't have a sense of taste, so I can't describe the taste to you. But according to the fireproof girl, this one tastes a bit like chilled lemon soda......"

"By the way, do you know what chilled lemon soda tastes like?"

Ash looked at Hela in front of him curiously, and after taking the ash elemental bottle, Hela didn't have any doubts behind the ashes, and after hesitating for a moment, she poured the light blue liquid inside into her mouth. The cool liquid is a highly concentrated magic element, and if you are a mage who is not proficient in your skills, even if you just take a small sip, you will enter a state of drunken magic similar to that of ordinary people...... But that's nothing for Hela.

Feeling the magic in her body break through her original state, this made Hela's eyes slightly startled. Then he drank the liquid in the ash element bottle more quickly and directly.

Some of the comforts let out a sigh. The reason why Odin imprisoned Hela here is because of the existence of natural mana exhaustion, containment and other rune inscriptions. Because the magic power in the body, or the divine power, is in a state of half-full dissatisfaction all year round. Therefore, the power that Hela can exert is far less than when she was in battle...... At the beginning, Hela could gain power as long as she stood on the land of Asgard. And due to the limitations of the Rune inscription, compared to the heyday, Hela's current strength can have the original four achievements is good...... And now, Hela's strength has been restored to 60% of its original strength!

It is even said that if it were not for the suppression of the Rune inscription, Hela's magic might have been restored to full power by now!

"Anything else?!" Hela looked calm, but from her slightly trembling palm holding the ash elemental bottle, it could be seen that her heart was definitely not as plain as what she saw outside, looking at the elemental bottle that was still half left in the ash hand, her gaze was suddenly stunned, and then she muttered, "You just seem to have said...... This is the cooled ...... in your hand."

Hearing this, looking at Hela, it seemed to glow green towards the eyes. Ash carefully held up the half-remaining elemental bottle in his hand and said, "I did say that, but ......"

Before Ash could finish speaking, Hela snapped and snatched the elemental bottle from Ash's hand......

"I'll treat you to onion wine when you get out."

Seemingly disgruntled by fear of ashes, Hela added.