Section 3: The Secret of Fronsa

"On the way forward, many times, we will be faced with the situation of standing in the center of the cross of destiny and being forced to make a choice. Whatever the choice, we need to give up something and carry some pressure at the same time. All gains are built on loss. That's why we should cherish what we have."

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One

Two little boys were running in the snow, the one in the front wearing a gray coat with a white scarf and knitted hat, and the one in the back wearing a maroon cloak with unkempt blond hair fluttering in the cold winter wind.

"Don't run, you're going to fall!" called the blonde boy, his words expressing concern for his companion, despite the smile on his face.

"Don't chase me! the elders won't let me play with you, they say you're a monster!" Wisky ran faster, rejecting the blonde boy behind him, or rather, a little scared.

"We're not friends, Wisky!" the blonde boy picked up speed, grabbed Wisky, and fell to the ground at the same time as the inertia.

"Ah——!h

Just then, the blonde boy suddenly appeared between the Wyski and the ice lump, blocking his companion with his body. He crashed into the ice mound under the impact, and the huge pain made him squint one eye. "Y-you're alright!

"Get out of the way! don't touch me!" Wisky shoved the blonde boy and quickly ran away.

The blonde boy looked at Wisky's distant back and couldn't help but sigh, "Haven't we always been good friends?"

"Why is he afraid of you?"

A girl's voice rang out beside the blonde boy, and although there was no warning, the boy did not have the slightest fear. He turned to look at the person who had spoken, a girl of twelve or thirteen, wearing a long crimson jacket with a knee-high hem and shin guards made of hard animal skins below the knees, and large leather boots that only soldiers would wear. Even more surprising was the fact that the girl carried two giant scythes, each 5 feet long, and looked so heavy that it seemed to crush her petite body. However, in the eyes of the girl with a face like a bright moon, the terrifying giant scythe was as light as a doll.

The blonde boy showed interest in the girl who suddenly appeared, he raised a hand, and the snowflakes on the ground suddenly and automatically coalesced into snowballs and floated in the air, "My buddies are afraid of me because of this. ”

"It's an interesting ability, who taught you?" the girl tilted her head to look at the snowball floating in the air.

"No one taught me, and I felt like I could have done it in the first place. The blonde boy smiled and pointed to the girl's ponytail, and the ends of the girl's hair curled.

"It's not so much that they're scared, it's that they hate you more. The girl took a red headband from her pocket and tied the ends of her hair, and at the same time, the ends of her hair fell naturally.

"What about you? You seem to be interested in me. The blonde boy sat down on the ice mound and wiped his snot with his sleeve.

The girl turned her head and showed a look of disgust, "Why should I be interested in you-"

"Do you have a name, the girl with the scythe?" the blonde boy asked suddenly.

"Akali. The girl replied in a low voice.

"Oh——! you're —" the blonde boy looked excited, "you're the daughter of Shadow Fist Jana, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"What about you? do you have a name, thief!?" Akali touched her scythe, her black eyes shining with a light colder than ice.

"I'm sorry, Lord Akali, I don't have a name. The blonde boy's answer surprised Akali greatly.

"Are you kidding?" Akali clearly didn't believe the boy's words, and the light in her eyes grew even colder.

"I may soon be the ghost of your sword," the blonde boy showed a nonchalant expression, but he knew his situation very well, "I have no reason to lie, do I? Doesn't it feel strange? But this is me, no name, no idea where I came from, nothing to know." ”

"Alright, nameless boy, you're the last thief in my house, aren't you?" Akali pulled a scythe from behind her back and pointed it at her throat.

"Quick, I didn't even see you move, I felt the coldness emanating from your weapon. The blonde boy looked nervous, but it lasted less than two seconds, "That's right—you guessed it, the thief was me." Every day I go to your house to steal food, and the food you cook is really delicious, and you cook so much every time! For you, it's just an extra mouth to eat, don't be so stingy. ”

"If you come to beg for us, we'll give it, my mother isn't that stingy!" Akali put away her weapon, and as before, the other party didn't see how she did it, "but stealing is absolutely not allowed." My mother's order to me was to catch you and kill you if you resisted!

"Could it be that the Sect of Equilibrium is full of murderous assassins?" the blonde boy stood up, walked up to Akali, and smiled at him, "In that case, you can take me as a rebel and kill me." ”

Akali looked at each other in surprise, the cold light in her eyes disappeared immediately, although the blonde boy in front of her looked average, but the pair of emerald eyes were particularly enviable, and more importantly, from the other party's smile, she could feel a heartfelt warmth. "Alright, then I'll do it for you!" Akali lowered her head, took a palm-sized paper bag from her bosom from her clothes, and stuffed it into the boy's hand.

The blonde boy was a little confused at first, but when he felt something warm in the paper bag, he smiled again, "It's a meatloaf, this is my favorite food." But - give this to the thief, how will you go back and explain it?"

"Let's just say you're a monster with a problematic brain. Akali turned and left.

"Hey—wait a minute!" Fronza called out to Akali.

Akali turned her head slightly, glancing at the blonde boy behind her, "Say it quickly, I don't want to waste my time on you." ”

"Ahh

Akali frowned, she wanted to go up and punch the other party, but after thinking about it, forget it, "You bastard! Don't let me see you again!"

Two

The huge chandelier swirled slowly in the dome, as if it was trembling under some force, and it seemed that it could not bear to see some miserable picture. The shadow cast by the lamp line met the torture rack on one side of the room, where a girl of twelve or thirteen years old was tied at the moment, her body was unclothed, her body was covered with blood from the whipping, and there were steel needles stuck in the shoulder blades on both sides. On the opposite side of the torture rack sat a middle-aged woman, who had the same black hair and black eyes as the girl, but the eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light. The woman's costume is very peculiar, and if the whole dress is unfolded, it should be a rectangular piece of cloth, but with two more sleeves. When worn, the sides of the rectangle are stacked on top of each other to create a 6-inch neckline. The mid-waist part of the garment is tied with a wide belt before it can be formed. Judging from the forehead guards and masks worn by the women, she belonged to the Balanced Sect, and several women who were also dressed stood on either side of her, presumably her subordinates.

"Akali, I don't think I've punished you too much. The middle-aged woman spoke, her voice a little hoarse.

"Yes, Mother, I accept your punishment. Akali raised her head slightly, her face was bloodless, even her lips were a little pale, if she wasn't tied, I'm afraid it would be difficult to even stand up.

"Our precepts are unbreakable!" Akali's mother frowned, the anger in her heart did not seem to abate, "Keep the execution! I want her to know what happened to the thieves!"

"Lord Ana, Akali—" The woman in charge of the execution hesitated, but when she saw Jana's breathtaking eyes, she walked towards Akali without hesitation.

Akali squinted at the executioner, who seemed to know what was going to happen next, "Do it, Sister Whislin." ”

Whislin closed her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, Akali. As soon as she finished speaking, a scimitar stabbed Akali into the outside of her thigh, and blood spurted out of the wound and splashed her.

Akali gritted her teeth and tried to hold back the pain, but it wasn't easy, her body began to tremble, and the spasms caused by the sharp pain brought a new round of pain to her, and this time she finally couldn't take it anymore and cried out.

"What a soft bone, ruined her leg!" said Anjana without raising her head, as if the person tied to the torture rack was not her daughter, but some hated enemy.

Whislin, who was in charge of the execution, shuddered, she looked at Akali who was dying, then at the blood-stained scimitar in her hand, and then walked to Akali's other side little by little. However, just then, the wall on one side of the room was blasted open by some force, and one of the fragments hit Whislyn's head, and she fell to the ground.

Anjana's men immediately surrounded the guy who had broken in through the gap in the wall, and now that the dust had not cleared, they did not dare to attack rashly. However, this is exactly what the other party wants. Two half-moon-shaped blue lights flew out of the dust and mist without warning, and Anjana's men couldn't dodge it, and they were all knocked out by the blow. In the blink of an eye, Akali who was originally tied to the torture rack disappeared. The voice of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy came from the dust mist that had not yet cleared:

"Lady Angana, I'm sorry, I took your daughter with me, and I'll send it back to you when she recovers!"

Three

Akali felt like she had slept for a long time, whether it was a day, a day, or a week, she didn't know. All she remembered was being held, running in the cold snow, and her almost frozen body could still feel the pain in her wounds. However, what she felt at the moment was warmth, a warmth that went straight from the outside to the inside.

"You're awake? Great! You've been asleep for a long time, I'm so worried you won't wake up!"

Akali felt like she had heard this sound somewhere, but where was it? The sudden, severe headache made her unable to recall anything, and her eyes opened a slit, and she could faintly see a campfire burning in the distance, and a figure in a maroon robe sat by it, looking at her at the moment.

"The wound on your body has begun to heal, but the wound on your leg is too severe. Luckily, the guy who caused the wound had a very accurate grasp of the force, and you should still be able to stand up. ”

Akali struggled to open her eyes, and she finally saw the speaker, it was a blonde boy about her own age, and she knew she could remember who it was, but the sharp headache once again brought her to her knees.

"Hey——!" The blonde boy walked over and patted Akali on the cheek with his cold hands, "It's time to get up, you goddamn assassin!"

"Don't let you—call me—Assassin!" Akali held out a hand, but quickly dropped it because she didn't have enough strength, "Y-who are you?"

"I don't have a name, have you forgotten?" the blonde boy smiled and slapped Akali on the cheek with his cold hand.

"Ah, it's you—I remember—" Akali said weakly, disgusted by the boy's slapping on the cheek, but at the moment, she had no ability to resist.

"Well, you're feeling a bit of a headache, drink this!" the blonde boy picked up a broken bowl containing some warm liquid.

Akali shook her head slightly, "No—I can't drink—"

"There's no way around it, just hard pour!" said the blonde boy, picking up Akali and pouring the liquid from the broken bowl into the other party.

Akali was taken aback by the blonde boy's sudden rough behavior, she coughed vigorously a few times, and her hands couldn't help but clench her fists, "You bastard-" However, a miraculous phenomenon occurred, and the severe headache that had been there before seemed to disappear, and the heaviness of her body was swept away.

The blonde boy looked at Akali's surprised expression and smiled with relief, "This is a very useful potion, I stole it from a woman with nine tails. ”

Akali's cheeks regained some blood, and she glanced at the blonde boy, "You're a thief, so you brought me out of the house?"

The blonde boy squinted and nodded, and draped a thick brown blanket over Akali's body, "Your mother's men are all unresponsive, but they are also like snakes and scorpions!"

Akali's eyes widened suddenly, and she couldn't help but marvel at how the ordinary-looking blonde boy in front of her could save himself from under the noses of many masters of the Equilibrium Sect unscathed. Thinking of this, she couldn't help frowning, "Who are you, how can you have such power?"

The blonde boy smiled and took out a roasted carp from behind him, which was skewered with a steel needle, "Here, you must be hungry! Be careful of scalding!" he handed the fish to Akali.

Akali jerked away the blonde boy's hand holding the fish, and at the same time, the steaming carp was knocked to the ground, and a fish's eye fell out. "Answer my question, stranger!" she cried out.

"Oops, oops, really! it's all dirty!" the blonde boy picked up the roasted carp, dusted it off, and smiled at Akali, "Didn't I say it, I don't know who I am, I don't have a name, I haven't seen my parents." You see, this cave is my home, and there are many more like this!"

Akali looked at the blonde boy's narrowed eyes, and in the light of the fire, the green eyes seemed to shine with many kinds of light, one of which had the most tragic color in the world. "Yes, I'm sorry. Akali lowered her head and curled up to hug her legs, "So- can I eat the fish?"

"Ah, ah, of course!" the blonde boy cracked his mouth like an innocent child and laughed twice, "There's a new one, this one is dirty, you eat a new one!"

Akali couldn't care about eating, she felt as if she hadn't eaten in days, so she took the fish and ate it in a big gulp, and in a few moments she had eaten all but the head, leaving behind a pair of white bones. "Well, that's good——" She was about to give a thumbs up to the blonde boy, only to find that the other person was looking at her at the moment.

"Is this how girls eat?" said the blonde boy with a smile, "It's terrifying, it feels like you're in a war! That fish is your enemy, and the way you can destroy it is to eat it!"

Akali wiped her mouth with her hand, her cheeks flushed slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm so hungry—"

"Well, give you water. The blonde boy handed Akali a broken bowl full of water, "These fish can survive under the ice in such cold weather, it's really amazing!

Akali took the bowl and, without saying a word, drank it all. After eating and drinking, she did feel that she had strength all over her body, and although the wounds on her body were still aching, it was only a matter of time before she recovered. She looked up at the cave she was in, no bigger than a room, but more than ten feet high. It was then that she noticed something she had been ignoring until now, that she was leaning on two thick layers of meadows, even the meadow that served as a backrest, and that the blonde boy was sitting on the cold ground. "Y-won't you come and sit?" she shifted to make a room.

"Alright!" the blonde boy gladly accepted, and he slowly walked over to Akali's side and sat down.

"I'm curious, how did you get me out of the torture chamber?" Akali asked.

"I don't know, maybe it's the power of instinct, sometimes, it magically appears. The blonde boy replied, "Actually—I want to ask you, is that really your own mother, and why did she do that to you?"

"Because I let you go," Akali looked at the burning bonfire not far away, "The Order of Equilibrium has strict precepts, and all members are required to abide by them. Breaking the precepts was punishable severely, and although I had not yet joined the sect, my mother had always demanded that I use the precepts. ”

"So you're often tortured?" the blonde boy looked a little sympathetic to Akali.

This is the second time, and these punishments are not bearable by ordinary people, and countless people have died from them. Akali whispered.

"If I don't come to save you this time, you're probably going to die?" the blonde boy looked earnestly at Akali's cheek, wondering why this delicate, beautiful girl had such a fate.

"Well, probably. So, I owe you a favor. Akali turned her head slightly and smiled at the other.

The blonde boy was petrified by Akali's smile, and he didn't know that this cold-looking assassin could smile so well. "You look so good when you smile!" he wiped his snot with his sleeve, and the smile that had been on his face suddenly vanished, "But—your mother won't look at it—"

"Ah, I didn't smile at her. Akali picked up the steel needle from the ground and fiddled with it, "In the Equilibrium Sect, there are no mothers and daughters, only elders, monks, and warriors. Keeping the rules and obeying the instructions of the elders is the only thing that can be done. ”

"These needles were taken from your body, they pierced deeply, they must have hurt. The blonde boy looked at Akali with pity.

"This is the Precept Needle, and in order to train their endurance, the warriors of the Equilibrium Sect have to be pierced by the Precept Elder more than a dozen times a day. Akali threw the steel needle in her hand into the campfire, "My mother is one of the Elders of the Precepts, and my body is already full of holes. ”

"What a poor man, you can lie down and sleep!" the blonde boy stood up and smiled at the other, "When you wake up, the wound will heal." ”

"How about I give you a name?" Akali didn't seem to hear what the other man had just said.

The blonde boy leaned down and looked at Akali earnestly, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds, "What kind of good name can an assassin make?"

"It's better than not having a name!" Akali was a little unconvinced, and she pointed to the night sky outside the cave, "Let's call it Fronsa, the elders of the Equilibrium Sect say that the last star that disappears before the sun rises completely, is called Fronsa." ”

"Well, that's a good name!" the blonde boy turned to look at the quiet night sky, the night had already dispersed, and dawn was approaching, "Fronza, I have decided to call it that from now on!"

Four

"Fronza, get ready to go!" said a tall man in a blood-red cloak, his face completely obscured by the shadow of the hood, except for the half-moon-shaped accessory at the collar that shimmered blue on a hazy moonlit night.

Fronsa, dressed in a white robe, looked into the distance, as if he hadn't heard the man's words, and the direction he was looking at was a magnificent hall, but at this moment, only a dark shadow could be seen. A cold wind blew, and his golden hair fluttered. "Remember this time two years ago — yes, it's been two years. Are you doing now? Presumably, you must be having a bad time. Your wounds should have left scars, and when you see those scars, can you think of me?—— you said, you have already had a thousand holes on your body, and you should not remember the memory corresponding to the scar. ”

The man in the red robe slowly walked up to Fronza's side, and he put a hand on the other's shoulder, "Is it painful? The lowest human ability is memory, because the pain caused by memories can hinder your steps. Letting go of unnecessary fetters as soon as possible will make you live better. Now, forget everything, everything about Ionia. ”

"You're going to erase some of my memories, are you?, Lord Bezord?" Fronza turned his head slightly, glancing at Bezord, "Please wait a minute. As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from Bezod's presence.

The silver moon disk broke free from the shackles of darkness and scattered a cold silver glow in a dead forest, and the sound of snow and ice crushing made the creatures in the forest agitated. It was a figure that moved as fast as white light, and his destination was clear, and he walked out of the forest to a place where his memory pointed, where something incomparably precious was hidden.

"No name, no parents, no where they came from, no idea where they are going. Next, even memories will not exist. And just like that, silently...... Then, silently, he departed......

Fronza felt like his lungs were about to explode, but he still couldn't stop running, as if as soon as he stopped, time would stand still, and life would be stretched into eternity by pain at that moment, and he was afraid of that eternity. "Akali - Akali - the girl who gave me my name, I want to see you again, can you hear me?" his mind began to become confused, and images of memories kept coming to his mind, out of order, disorganized, frightening, and painful......

"My memory begins on a cold night, when I sat in a cave with only the burning bonfire. I don't know who I am or where I come from. When I got closer to the fire, I felt the warmth, and when I got closer, I felt the heat burning. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be alive......

"My friends all had names, but I didn't, so they all called me "Long Hair". In the spring, I built dams in the rivers with them, in the summer, I built walls with them with mud, in the fall, we caught insects, and in the winter, we had snowball fights. Ah, that's happiness, that's happiness. It's a wonderful feeling......

"I don't know when I discovered that I had a power to dominate others. I can use my will to control others to do something, and I can push down people who are far away from me by reaching out my hand. My friends started to fear me, and their parents stopped allowing them to play with me. Vysky, my ever-best buddy, he said I was a monster. I know I can't be as happy and happy as I used to be. For the rest of the year, I sat in the cave every day, looking at the bonfire, and I wondered why the winter was so long, and why I felt sad......

"Now, I don't know what I'm doing...... Why run, why cry. I finally had my own name and finally had a partner again. However, more than two years ago, she joined the Equilibrium sect. We rarely saw each other, and every time we met secretly, we were discovered by the hermits. After that, she would be tortured, and the men would tie her to the precept posts with red-hot chains, and then fill her with precept pins. After that, I stopped seeing her and hid my tracks, and so two seasons passed.

For some reason, on the night I was about to leave Ionia, I wanted to see her. I wanted to see her smile at me, take out her bread from her bosom and give it to me, and wave at me and say, "Goodbye, Fronsa!" But I knew it was impossible, and when I thought of it, I suddenly felt a dull pain in my heart, why was this happening? Ah, probably, that's what it feels like to miss me......

"Fool, are you looking for me?" Akali appeared at the end of the forest, wearing a crimson jacket with a crusty waist guard around her waist, and a forehead guard and mask that symbolized the balance of the samurai. Her hair had grown to her waist, but she was still in a ponytail with a red headband on the ends.

Fronza stopped and looked at Akali in amazement, he couldn't believe it was true, "Y-why are you here!?"

Akali took off her mask, put her hands behind her back, and slowly walked towards Fronsa. She was prettier than ever, and her cheeks seemed to sparkle in the moonlight. "I'm here to see you off, and I'm going to give you this. She shoved a paper bag to Fronsa.

Fronza touched the warm paper bag and knew that it contained his favorite meatloaf, "Why didn't you take it out of your arms?"

"Thank you, Fronsa—" Akali smiled at Fronza, as if she hadn't heard what the other had just said, "I hope you'll recognize me when you see me again in the future." ”

Fronza lowered his head and looked at the warm paper bag in his hand, he was suppressing some emotion in his heart, "That's not necessarily, who knows if you'll be ugly at that time!"

"That's a pity, I don't necessarily remember you!" Akali turned to look at the wide expanse of snow in front of her, and the cold moon disk in the sky, "Do you remember that? where we first met?" she gestured to a jutting lump of ice in the distant clearing.

"Ah, how could I forget?" Fronza walked behind Akali, he was surprised to find that the other party did not bring weapons tonight, he sighed slowly, "Akali, close your eyes!"

Akali turned her head and glanced at Fronsa, "Do you feel like you can order me if you don't have a weapon?"

Fronza closed her eyes slightly and hugged Akali from behind, "Forget me, because I will forget you soon!"

An icy winter wind ruffled Fronsa's hair and blew up snowflakes the size of salt grains on the ground, and he couldn't help but cover his cheeks with his hands, but some of the snowflakes still floated onto his face, and a biting chill came into his heart. Above the night dome, the cold moon disk was obscured by an inky cloud, and the earth was once again plunged into darkness.

"Huh?" Fronza looked at the wide expanse of snow in front of him, and showed a puzzled expression, "Where is this? Why am I here?"

"Let's go, Fronza, it's time to go!" Bezod stepped out of the forest behind Fronza and walked over to the other's side.

"Well, it's time to go, sir. Fronza smiled at Bezod.

Five

Time: Night Venue: Bezod Mansion Characters: Anton Salon, Fronsa

(¤Fronza was sleeping soundly on a wicker chair, and Anton Salons sat on the sidelines, quietly watching each other......)

Anton Salon: (sighs) I see, he has such a past. I'm sorry, Fronza, you said that the protections set up in the psychic world will not work in your sleep.

Fronsa: What a rude person!

Anton Salon: (surprised) You're awake?!

Fronsa: (opens his eyes) Nonsense! If you use such a strong mind-seeing, of course I'll wake up!

Anton Salon: I'm sorry, I know that's rude.

Fronsa: Listen, Anton Saron, having the mind vision doesn't mean you can use it however you want, everyone has their own secrets, and you have to learn to respect each other's secrets.

Anton Salon: (nodding) I see, apologies again.

Fronza: By the way, what did you see?

Anton Salon: (seriously) Fronsa, why can I still see it when Mentor Bezod erased that memory of yours?

Fronza: (straightens up in surprise) What do you see?

Anton Salon: Ionia, Akali, your past. Do you remember Akali?

Fronsa: Shadow Fists, the hero who joined League of Legends last year? Of course I know her, but what do you mean by "remember"?

Anton Salon: (sighs) Looks like you really forgot. Do you really not remember anything about your past?

Fronsa: Well, to be exact, reluctant to remember.

Anton Salon: What do you mean? I don't want to think about it—what do you say?

Fronza: As I said, mind-sighting is a very powerful ability, and people with mind-sighting can create, modify, erase, and so on on - and mind-based spells don't work against those who have mind-sighting abilities.

Anton Salon: (surprised) That's why you said you don't want to remember, it turns out that Mentor Bezord can't erase your memory at all, but you discarded it yourself? Why would you do that?

Fronsa: Memories are something that can cause suffering, and some memories should be erased rather than kept.

Anton Salon: I have to look at you from a new perspective, you really are an elusive person.

Fronsa: And, Anton Saron, what you just saw may be a memory of my own making!

Anton Salon: (surprised) Could it be- (looking at Fronza smiling) I know, I see-