In the midst of busyness, time always flies.

Igniting the fire is not the end of everything, and the painful memories of the war are far from subsiding, according to incomplete statistics, after such a tragic war, all the glorious people still alive in Hemtica add up to less than 500 people, and even under the protection of Michelangelo and the dice house, the remaining people in the entire lower district are less than 3,000, and the huge Hemtica has really become an empty city.

The upper area, the lower area, and the fog area, the once three-level stratification system has become history, and the wall of sighs that is insurmountable by manpower has all collapsed under the attack of Dagon, and although the new fire is far less than the original fire that has sheltered Hemtika for thousands of years in terms of radiation area, it is more than enough to maintain the normal production and life of the remaining people, no matter how much to encourage childbirth, at least for a hundred years, there is no need to worry about land and food.

As the current High Priestess of Hemtika City, Amy Ulysses is certain that he will also be the last.

As the legacy of the High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus, the bridge between the Tinder, the Primal Flame ceased to exist after completing its own transformation, and although the boy could still borrow the power of the Tinder near Hemtika with the connection he had previously forged, he could not pass on the connection to his successor.

Therefore, how to take care of the fire has become a big problem.

This is also an important reason why Amy did not participate in the reconstruction of the Hemtika disaster - after the terrible war after the fire was extinguished, the survival of the fire was the top priority of the remaining glory, and several of the big figures who once held important positions in the parliament visited with the recognized elders and wise people of Hemtika to learn more about the new fire and discuss how to deal with similar crises in the future.

However, there has been no substantial progress.

How to prevent the enemy from extinguishing the fire –

This in itself is a false proposition, the enemy with the ability to extinguish the fire is destined to be an inhuman thing with some kind of transcendent essence, among the Descendants of Glory, except for the Chosen One, perhaps only the High Priest who acts on behalf of the power of the fire can compete with the enemies of this level, and even the number of ordinary Glory Ones is useless.

But unfortunately, the birth of the Chosen One was all a matter of luck, and the firstborn fire that turned into a fire lost the possibility of inheritance - if Amy's life came to an end, there was no way for the entire Hemtika to compete with the powerful existence that had the ability to extinguish the fire.

At present, the two most popular and most likely methods are from two perspectives: one is to strengthen the protection, and all the glorious people will carry out their daily lives around the new fire, and gather collective strength to protect the hard-won fruits of victory, and the other is to make every effort to conceal the existence of the fire, and set up a special position of guardian among the members of the parliament, so that the miniature fire can be carried with them to confuse possible enemies.

Both methods have their pros and cons, and both can only be described as expedient.

In Amy's opinion, in fact, it doesn't have a special meaning, and it can bring a little self-comfort to herself - enemies who target the fire may not be able to face hundreds of glorious people at the same time, but it is not difficult to sneak into the fire storage without alarming a large number of glorious people, and hiding the fire in an unknown place can have a very limited effect on enemies of that level.

To put it bluntly, nine times out of ten the enemy who can extinguish the fire can destroy Hemtika head-on, and no matter how you deal with it without enough hard power, it will be in vain.

But this is of little use to the stubborn old people, who may not have thought of it, but just want to do what they can to the best of their ability.

Tinder, there is no room for error.

also thanks to their increasingly fierce arguments, he has a little time of his own to be able to come out and give a sigh.

Raising his head, the young high priest looked up at the clear sky above him and the slightly dazzling sunlight, his thoughts as hard to calm as bubbles surging on hot water about to boil.

Everything is illusory......

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly, no matter how real his senses were, the big fireball in front of him that was regarded as the dawn and the blue sky were just false curtains, just false realities constructed within the scope of the fire, the real sky was still shrouded in the long night that would never wake up, and the almost eternal dawn had been swallowed up by darkness a thousand years ago.

This is the truth, the brutal truth.

Humanity is nothing but pathetic prisoners living in self-woven lies.

Amy Ulysses realized this when the fire was lit, the appropriate permissions were obtained, and the background canvas called Hemtika was reframed.

But it doesn't make a noise, because it doesn't mean anything other than creating negative emotions.

He was just a little emotional.

How long can a comfortable life in the weaving of lies last, and where will the future of mankind go?

Too many doubts and anxieties accumulate in the bottom of my heart,

Although the young high priest was not dragged down by this, his heart was indeed more or less tired.

"Hi Amy—"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Joshua. The black-haired and black-eyed boy turned around, glanced at his friend, who was still pale, and said half-jokingly, "Why do you have time to come here, have the survivors been settled?"

The entire Hemtika was shattered into ruins by Dagon's attack, and under the earth-shaking impact, even the supreme tower of the Order could not be spared, and it was broken in two in the violent shaking, and the damage was so complete that it could probably become a temporary place for the sword-wielders to settle the people in the lower districts who had lost their hometowns and relatives.

In the end, the only place they could live was the Municipal Building, which was the same as the Order's Tower, which had remained relatively intact in the face of the collapse of Hemtika, and although it would have been a little cramped to accommodate thousands of people, there was no better option in the current situation—it was impossible to leave them to fend for themselves, right?

"It's almost arranged," the silver-haired, red-eyed Glory One replied unexpectedly, "after such a brutal war, everyone is exhausted. ”

"But there's still a lot to do. Affirmative tone.

"Yes," Joshua sighed softly, the Descendants of Glory had also suffered heavy losses in the battle, but they had not long been returning from the battlefield before they had to devote themselves to rebuilding, "There are some things that cannot be left alone, whether it is searching for survivors, repairing a collapsed granary, or sweeping up the rubble near the fire...... For the foreseeable future, we may not be able to sleep soundly. ”

"It's been really hard. Amy sighed heartily.

"Actually, it's okay, I'm a little tired, but the feeling of busyness, fulfillment, and satisfaction can't be faked. Joshua nodded, and the red pupils swept over the young man's dark face, "It's you...... What are we great heroes of Hemtika facing?"

"A lot. The young high priest didn't hide much from his friends, "I don't like the title hero, for example—it makes me feel like a shameful thief who has stolen the power of glory." ”

On that grand battlefield, he was actually just a fairly ordinary member.

Relying on the authority granted by Jiasu, he defeated the god of deep divers from the deep sea, and carried the light of hope with the help of the firstborn fire inherited from Edgar's life, and finally ignited the fire through the sacrifice of Duke Goldsworthy and the snake looming behind him, announcing the arrival of victory.

Other than that, what did he do?

Nothing was done.

What right does he have to enjoy a crown of glory and steal glory that does not belong to him?

"Excessive modesty is hypocrisy," Joshua squinted at him, "and if you don't qualify as heroes, then all of us are just clowns in the stage play of fate." ”

"No," Amy carefully considered her words, "but compared to Edgar, Duke, and so many others who died in this war, I don't have the shame to be called a hero. ”

"That sounds disgusting," the silver-haired and red-eyed Glory Man paused, approached and tapped him on the shoulder, "The departed deserve glory, but neither should the glory of the living be dimmed by it—although I don't know the exact process or the price paid by the previous High Priest, the one who really passed on the flame is you, the one who brought hope and light to Hemtika, and you are also you—there is no doubt that you are a hero." ”

"Well, I'm being hypocritical. ”

Take a deep breath, then exhale, and under the guidance of a friend, Amy's accumulated stress has been somewhat relieved.

Hemtika needs heroes -

The survivors of the war need one flag, one direction.

This is the essence of the appearance of his hero, and it is also the shackles that he does not want to carry but must carry.

"What do you mean by that," Joshua snorted dissatisfiedly, staring at the young man's helpless but unacceptable pretentiousness, and then concluded with a proverb he had heard from the friend in front of him before, "A slut is a ......"

"It's not hypocrisy," the young high priest interrupted the words he was about to speak, but he didn't get angry about it, and the innocuous jokes between friends only diluted the slightly oppressive atmosphere of the conversation, "but ...... I actually considered leaving Hemtika. ”

"Sure enough, they're all surnamed Ulysses. Joshua sighed.

"What do you mean?" Amy was slightly startled, but quickly reacted, "What do you mean...... Yulia, she's going to leave too?"

After the end of the war, after making sure that the girl was not injured, he was drawn into a meeting by the big men to decide the future fate of Hemtika, and he never had time to meet his sister until now.

"Well," the silver-haired red-eyed Glory responded, "she intends to follow the sword-bearers back to the Order's headquarters - all of the Order's forces in Khmtika will be evacuated, and the airship will be large enough to cross the night in a month's time. ”

"I ......"

The black-haired and black-eyed boy groaned slightly, and then made up his mind: "I'll go find her." ”