"Roman, why don't you sing?"

High on the mountain in the middle of the island.

A figure dressed in white clothes with a pure and immaculate aura was standing here. He watched as the ships in the distance were swallowed up by the storm and faded out of sight.

Beside this figure.

A thin girl in a wheelchair asked:

"This is your secret factory, and some of them have come here to take a look."

"Is it really okay to let them go like this?"

The standing white figure replied faintly:

"The one who came to pick them up was the Kuwaiti Red Sea Monster."

The girl in the wheelchair sneered:

"Hey, I don't remember you being afraid of authority."

"Poison dealers are afraid of the police - it's like when Vankinejat robbed and didn't wash his hands because someone stopped him!"

"Or else? Put me in touch with an art family? The figure in white rolled his eyes at the girl, "A more reasonable way is to abandon this island and find a new base." ”

He stared at the blue in the distance:

"The Red Sea is so big, she can hide all the filth and secrets, and she can also tolerate me, an outlaw."

The girl in the wheelchair asked:

"But if you're gone, those merfolk will be sad."

The white figure replied:

"What's the matter with me, they've got enough men."

"There wasn't an island before, they didn't thrive the same, but now they're back to square one."

"Don't be irresponsible for the ecology you have transformed, how many tragedies have come from this!" The girl in the wheelchair asked, "Regardless of these mermaids, what about this island?" ”

The white figure replied in a natural tone:

"Do you think I'm going to leave a mark here for people to follow?"

The girl in the wheelchair pointed to the island in front of her and asked:

"What about the people on the island?"

The white figure pointed to the vast sea in the distance:

"Some of the sea are hungry wild animals."

"It's disgusting to have a guy who doesn't respect human life." The girl in the wheelchair scolded and asked again, "I don't want this island, so where are you going to go next?" ”

The white figure replied vaguely:

"You can do anything, anyway, you don't go to the City of a Thousand Sails."

The girl in the wheelchair felt that the other party was unreasonable:

"They've ruined your work, so you're not going to retaliate?"

The white figure's attitude is calm and calm:

"I'm not the protagonist of the prince's revenge, why do I do such a thing that is not conducive to art?"

The girl in the wheelchair read a line:

"Money, the thing I hate the most is money! It is the root of all the filth in the world, the devil who causes greed and desire! ”

Then she changed her words:

"If I didn't know how much money I made with Caimeng, I would have believed it."

When it comes to his purpose, the white figure has a positive expression:

"What I want is not money, but the figures of people who have fallen in dreams, and their minds confused by chaos."

The white figure sighed:

"Falling into a fantasy is just a waste of time and life. But a true genius like me can also unearth an incomparable art from it. ”

The girl in the wheelchair made no secret of her disgust:

"Twisted gloom is also art?"

"You guy, it's really bad, it's even more disgusting than Von Chamberlain's Gower!"

The white figure asked rhetorically:

"Aren't you any better? A desperate purveyor of tragedy? ”

The girl in the wheelchair was in a hurry:

"Can I be like you trash? Those people are devoured by despair, but they are not capable of doing it themselves! What I pursue is art, dreams, redemption with the power to break fate, and a true hero! ”

The white figure suddenly lowered his tone:

"Are you taking the drama seriously?"

“……”

The girl in the wheelchair was silent for a few seconds, and then murmured in a very low voice:

"Of course I think that's true."

"But then I thought it was a fake, the only treasure I couldn't find."

The white figure repeated, and then realized:

"I thought, later?"

"So...... Have you found the real thing now?! ”

He then asked:

"By the way, didn't you say that you were manipulating a little unlucky guy who was in pursuit of love, reenacting the love story of Lily Dani and Adores, and writing the bitter journey of love?"

"The script hasn't been written yet, but now the goal has changed?"

The white figure's voice was a little incredulous, but the girl in the wheelchair nodded directly and admitted:

"That's right, because the love of mine has appeared."

The white figure was a little stunned:

"You're in love?"

"A guy like you, who is in despair and sorrow, can also have such positive emotions?"

Hearing this, the girl in the wheelchair was extremely excited.

She struggled to get up, but her weak arms couldn't support her body, so she leaned forward slightly and fell again.

The girl collapsed in her wheelchair and retorted in an angry voice:

"Don't use the ridiculous thing of love to portray my feelings!"

"A true hero has arrived!"

The white figure naturally didn't believe it:

"What? Among those little ones who escaped, there are still the so-called braves? ”

"I've spent a lot of time in the Seven Seas Alliance, and it's not uncommon for people to have courage, but I've never seen anyone who can overcome fate."

Hear the words of the white figure.

The eyes of the girl in the wheelchair shone with incomparable brilliance, and her tone was even high:

"In this decadent and dreary world, naturally there will be no such characters."

"But he's different!"

"He is a special person who has awakened the second life, a hero who came from the difficult land of the border, and defeated despair and fate along the way!"

"I trust him, he will be able to do it!"

“……”

Only then did the white figure react:

"You guy, you have opened the script of other people's lives."

"So what about the little guy who was originally pursuing love, what are you going to do with him?"

The girl in the wheelchair replied:

"I'm certainly not going to let my story go in half. But well-the script is a thing, and sometimes the protagonist will be switched. ”

White figure says:

"But how can a guy who can't even fight my singing voice be able to refute your script?"

"And if you modify his life destiny, will he still be his original self?"

"My strength is indeed strong!" The girl in the wheelchair had an unwavering voice, "Life, cause and effect, fate." These ridiculous tragedies can't stop the real heroes! I'm sure he can beat it all! ”

The white figure sighed:

"If you can complete this creation, you should be able to advance to the eighth stage."

"That's all right!"

The girl in the wheelchair shouted excitedly:

"I'm not one of those bone-eaters who only seek power!"

A sickly smile of love appeared on the girl's face:

"I want a brave man, a hero! He must be the one who can conquer fate, and he will definitely save me! ”

“……”

After a brief pause, the white figure asked:

"What if he fails?"

“……”

The girl in the wheelchair was silent.

A strong sense of despair spread, as if to dye the peaks of the island they were on black.

After just a few breaths, the surrounding plants withered.

Farther afield, those in the island towns who had indulged in the dream potion were also briefly rejuvenated by the cold and bone-chilling stimulus.

"Huh-"

Seeing this scene, the white figure sneered:

"Are you embarrassed to say me?"

"I think it's the sadness of the whole world that a guy like you has become a powerful artist."

With that, he turned and walked back behind him, stepping into the mountain.

It's as if the paint is integrated into the painting.

The girl in the wheelchair did not follow him back, but pushed the wheelchair towards the outside of the island.

She muttered to herself in a low voice, firm and fervent:

"But for me."

"One of the great things about being an artist is that you can really be alive."

(End of chapter)