The ideal hometown?

The term itself implies the meaning of "an unreachable illusory place". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 However, the old man's expression was quite serious and did not seem to take the question as a joke.

In fact, there are many things that people throughout history have been pursuing even though they know that it is difficult to achieve - from immortality, to the search for the truth of the world, to the establishment of an ideal kingdom where everyone can be happy, as mentioned above.

Among them, the establishment of an "ideal township" is not the most difficult, but it is probably the most difficult to achieve. Unlike the enduring and unchanging principle of the world, the form and meaning of the "ideal country" may be completely different in every era and even in everyone's mind.

So, for her, even if she almost never thinks about it, what should the so-called "ideal country" look like?

"There's no such thing as an ideal hometown." It was still Lin who gave the first answer, but this time, the blonde girl dismissed the old man's opinion, "Whenever life is in trouble, there are people who fantasize about the existence of that kind of wonderful world." However, no matter how much they fantasize, the status quo can only be changed through hard work. She shook her head slightly, "Regret and disappointment are human nature, and no one can be perfect - so there is no such thing as a perfect world." ”

"Perhaps." The old man stroked his beard and nodded noncommittally, "Other little friends, what do you think?" ”

"I think...... There's nothing wrong with what Lynn said. But on the other hand, if you have that goal in mind, it's not a bad thing. Anya bowed slightly, and said her opinion, "That might be a bit idealistic...... But to be able to have a direction that you always strive for, even if you don't succeed, is it a happy thing, right? ”

"It's not bad to have ideals." The old man commented lightly, "I hope you can stick to your beliefs and not let it deteriorate with time and experience." ”

The girl who was the demon king nodded. Then the air fell silent. Yuffie turned his head to look at the starry sky, the other man standing with his hands on his chest, completely unintentioned to answer the question.

Again, she didn't see the value of having to answer the question. But it's also a bit fun to think about this kind of meaningless thinking once in a while. Yuffie sorted out her words again, met the old man's gaze, and spoke softly.

"In everyone's heart, there is an ideal living environment that belongs only to them." "Maybe it's a village where you can live an ordinary life; Maybe it's a bustling city; Maybe it's the sparsely populated, quiet and beautiful woods. As we grow older and time changes, so do our desires. ”

"Our whole life is probably the process of constantly pursuing that wish." The girl raised her head and looked at the blue sky, "In the process, we may have been hindered, or we may have become an obstacle to others. I don't know if there's a world where everyone can fulfill their wishes. She silently counted the white clouds above her head, "I don't know if that kind of world is really an ideal place." ”

"Why do you think so?" The old man opened his eyes slightly and asked lightly.

"I don't know if that's reasonable—" Yuffie muttered for a moment before speaking, "if everybody can make their wish come true, then ...... Will the so-called "wishes" continue to exist? ”

The old man did not give any evaluation of her words that were both answers and questions. After a moment, the other party slowly stood up, patted the cyan robe on his body, and then reached into his arms and took out a folded envelope.

"Right or wrong, it's a good thing that you have your own ideas." The old man said lightly, casually throwing the letter to the ground, "In this way, the old man will take his leave...... There will be a period later. ”

He stepped forward and passed a few people. The pace seemed to be not fast, but when Yuffie turned his head to confirm the whereabouts of the old man, he could no longer find the other party.

What a casual person, Yuffie thought to herself. She turned around, took a few steps forward, and picked up the old man's letter on the ground.

The letter was unsealed, and inside was a folded, very soft, milky white piece of paper. She took it out of the envelope and carefully flattened it in front of her eyes. Lynn, Anya, and Mantianxing approached one after the other - it seems that even the puppet girl is also curious about the identity of the old man.

On the paper is a handsome and free small letter, like a beautiful picture. This method of writing, which uses ink and brushes, has become less common since the invention of the more convenient "fountain pen". But it was clear that the old man still preferred this method - perhaps this was the preserve of the elderly.

There wasn't much on the paper, just three lines, and Yuffie moved her gaze from top to bottom, reading the words softly.

"Travelers from other worlds, and His Royal Highness of the Demon Clan, please take care.

I hope that when we meet you again, you will be able to grow.

- Pale hands, empty, respectful"

She closed her lips and stared at the final signature, not knowing for a moment what to think. Beside her, Lin and Anya also had a somewhat ghostly look. The puppet girl still kept a nonchalant smile, and didn't seem to care about it.

Is this old man, who calls himself Sora, a member of the same organization as Moment, who attacked them before? In that case, was the conversation he had with himself just now to spy on them for more information, or was he just curious about them?

The swordsman, who calls himself the "Lord of Shadows", has said that his message comes from his companions who are "Pale", or "Pale Hands". As things stand, at least he wasn't lying: they did attract a lot of attention.

"Looks like we're being targeted by a bunch of weirdos." Lin spoke her mind first, "Starry Sky, what the hell is that 'Pale Hand'?" ”

"As far as I know, it's a fairly old organization, probably hundreds of years old." The puppet girl replied lightly, "It is said that it still has some connection with the imperial family of the Empire, but of course it is just a rumor. She brushed the hair from her forehead and looked at the empty shore, "You'd better judge for yourselves what kind of organization it is—the current 'Pale Hand' is probably not the same as the story my mother once told me." ”

Naturally, this is the case. Time can change many things, whether it's an individual, an organization, or everything in an entire kingdom. At least one thing is certain, their trip to the empire may be more interesting than expected.

"Let's go back." She said to the rest, "After a good rest, you can better go on an 'adventure'." ”