On the far side.

In that cramped, shabby, but warm and bright pub cellar......

[I probably won't be able to escape, but they can survive......]

A boy in ragged clothes and bruised clenched his fists.

He raised his head and looked at the red-haired girl with two knives in her legs, heroic and slightly surprised, and squeezed out a stubborn smile:

[It's time for me to go. 】

[Go to Hongfang Street. 】

Is that......

He thought in a blur.

"Boom...... Boom!"

In the midst of the thunder, his thoughts cleared, and then he saw another scene again.

It was a magnificent semi-circular hall, in front of the powerful and powerful ministers who were richly dressed, had solemn expressions, and had a steady demeanor......

Similarly, it was the boy who looked like a beautiful costume but was still scarred inside, standing on the stone steps......

[Yes, Duke Cavendier...... I saved your life......]

He bit his lip stubbornly and relievedly, and whispered to another young round-faced man with an unswerving face:

[So, you owe me a word of thanks.] 】

This is......

Tails' breathing tightened, and there seemed to be an emotion brewing in his heart.

He only felt a tremor of consciousness, and the illusions that had been confused reappeared, the realm that could be touched as long as he gently reached out his hand.

Supreme.

Universal.

Perfect.

That seductive call.

But those temptations could no longer shake what he saw.

Tails only blurred his vision for a second, then shook his head firmly and shook them off.

【Wait a minute!】

It was still the boy's voice.

This time, he was gray-faced and his hands were tied, but he still sat on a large black coffin with a smile on his face, smiling at a charming but extremely dangerous woman.

[I heard, there is a magician here, or is it the one that can be released?]

The boy kicked the coffin board with a proud face:

[Do you want to meet him?]

The dangerous woman froze her smile, baring her fangs.

It's her.

Tails, who had risen and fallen in the storm, smiled.

It's me.

It's us.

The next moment, the roar of wind and thunder rang out again, but they were seamlessly replaced by another, similar, but different, sound.

It's the sound of shouting and killing.

The shouts of killing in the sky, in the blood, in the death, in the struggle one after another, covering the sky.

[Sonya's choice is a dilemma no matter what......]

In the fight of countless people who forgot to die and lost their minds, the boy stood in the encirclement of everyone, panting sharply and nervous.

[It is up to us to choose for Lord Sutherray.] 】

[to eliminate her hesitation and hesitation.] 】

In the astonishment of others, the boy stared directly at the terrifying man in front of him, who was covered in iron and blood, full of reckless breath, and breathing like a volcano.

He stared at the silver-black big bow behind the other party, pointed to the banner in the north, gritted his teeth and said:

[Ready, let's break through.] 】

"Bang!"

Feeling the excruciating pain in his body and the torture of overflowing thoughts, Tails gritted his teeth in the black storm, but smiled.

Originally......

So.

[Enough!]

A resolute and resolute roar broke the darkness and silence in memory.

In the rough hall where the brazier was burning, the boy's expression was much more steady, and at this moment he walked forward with firm steps, walking forward step by step, past the pale man with a cold face and carrying a blade, and past the silent old man with a crown on his head, and the majestic and awe-inspiring old man.

Walk up to the girl with bespectacled eyes who was kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly at the ring in the palm of her hand, and holding her arm without hesitation.

Pull her behind you.

[That's it...... Tonight, she needs to stay with me!]

[A bunch of maniacs!]

Looking at these pasts, Tails' smile grew bigger and bigger.

The fire in my heart burned more and more.

[The name of this sword is called the Pure World Blade......]

In the midst of the desolate ruins, the boy stood in front of the man with the black sword in his hand, looked at the red short sword, sighed softly, and smiled with relief when he raised his head:

Let's go and see that lovely big sister. 】

[Try your luck.] 】

The screen flashed.

In the solemn and solemn temple, the boy looked at the girl in front of him bitterly and decisively.

【Small slippery ......】

[If we just walk away and leave everything behind, that kind of burden will make me feel breathless......]

[We can't go, we can't run away from ......]

The ripples in the memory reappeared: in the extremely difficult situation, on the simple and rugged carriage, the boy staggered and smiled happily at the middle-aged uncle who was smoking a pipe.

[Believe it or not, Putile......]

[I figured it out, in that unique battlefield, only I can compete with him......]

[Send me to Valhalla, and return it to Rumba's hands.] 】

"Boom!"

In the black storm, Tails, who was about to lose his bearing, took a deep breath.

He got it.

He understood.

Something that is not to be confused by others.

Originally...... So!

[Is it enough!]

In the midst of the slashing and shouting and shoving, it was still the damn hall, in front of several pairs of selfless men in fancy clothes, the boy climbed onto the table, shook his little fist and roared:

[You Northerners...... Listen carefully to me!]

[I have an idea, compared to the ending of losing both...... It's a lot better!]

As the images flashed in front of him, Tails's consciousness became clearer and clearer, and his spirit became more and more vigorous.

"Crackling...... Ryu!"

Thunder loud!

At that moment, Tails, who was silently enduring the inky storm and was powerless to resist, gritted his teeth.

"Whew!"

A strong wind blew him into the air out of nowhere.

The storm still howled and roared, and the ink blade still hurt to the bone.

But in that moment, Tails was firmly still in the center of the storm's depths.

No more going back and forth with the wind, pain ups and downs.

It was as if this terrible storm could no longer move him.

But Tails slowly raised his gaze and chuckled lightly in relief.

He lowered his gaze at his empty shell and held out his left hand in consciousness.

"Boom!" black lightning flashed again.

Hit him in the side.

With this fierce lightning flash, the inky lines of wind converged like life, surging to the left side of Tails.

They break down into countless particles and reassemble them.

The shape that makes up the arm.

As if commanded, the storm roared and howled, and the wind became more and more violent!

Tails didn't move, not looking at the newly appeared left arm.

"Boom!"

Another terrible thunderclap that broke through the eardrum!

The storm then raged, and the black wind enveloped Tails, rolling back and forth.

Tails' heart was clear, and his consciousness was clear.

He knew his anchor.

Something that is not to be confused by others.

Other!

"Bang!" the black storm roared, but Tails in the eye of the storm closed his eyes slightly.

As an anchor, the name Tails is nothing more than an acquired one, relying on contextual labels.

The surname of the bright star and the identity of the prince are just things that start at a time, are not available for a while, given by others, taken back by others, and cannot withstand the ravages of time.

Sins of the River of Hell, Demonic Power?

These seemingly unique and powerful powers are actually not bullshit - according to the Black Sword, even the strength is undecided, let alone these so-called powers that are blindly pursued by sentient beings?

They are just the icing on the cake of life, and since they can be obtained and used, they can be defeated and discarded at any time.

Not to mention external objects - JC, the edge of the pure world, and even glasses with small slippery heads.

None of this is his.

And his thoughts, his knowledge, his wisdom?

Those things that are also not his, are also things that have been instilled in the future.

As for Wu Baoren, the identity of the traverser, what he thinks and thinks in the other world? No, in the same way, even in the other world, it is not his.

None of these are his anchors.

Nothing points to his ego.

Tails' ears rang with words that were vague.

[Someday, you will be faced with an important choice again. 】

is still the quaint and solemn temple, and the veiled heroine has a leisurely voice:

[At that time, when you stand at an angle and height that no existence can imagine, and think with a mind beyond mortals......]

You may recall what I said today. 】

Tails remembered the look in her eyes.

The chief priest of the Temple of the Bright Moon, Jewell Holm.

An important choice.

Thinking of this, Tails laughed heartily, and the look in his eyes was extremely determined.

With a firm hand.

I see.

That's it.

Through his whole life, everything......

At the end of the day, it really belongs to Tails Bright Star himself......

Truly not confused by others, can be used as his anchor point, pointing directly to the ...... of the self

Only this one!

"Bang!

The almost overflowing memory in Tails' mind shuddered!

Countless images are scattered.

In the vast desert, in the quiet night with only moonlight left, a much more mature teenager stood at the door of the room tiredly, looking at the bald man sleeping on the bed, looking at the other party's throat, gritting his teeth and raising the dagger in his hand.

After a few seconds, the struggling teenager finally exhaled, relieved and decisive......

Dropped the dagger.

At this moment, Tails, who was in a state of loss of control, suddenly opened his eyes!

Anchor ......

His face tensed, and he roared in the deafening storm, shouting out the answer that belonged to him alone—

"Choose—"

At that moment, it seemed that all the tyrannical voices were silent!

Only the roar of Tails broke through the sky and resounded in this side of the world!

“...... Choose!"

Almost at the same time, an uncontrolled storm roared violently, and several black lightning flashes struck at the same time!

"Boom!"

As the black wind blew his bones, an intact left hand appeared from Tails' newly formed left arm, like an entity built up by wind and sand.

Tails' roar faded away, and he raised his new left hand and smiled faintly.

Choose.

That's right.

In the short but wonderful years after he came into this world......

A ...... that truly belongs to him

It's the only one that Tails Bright Star can do, and it's something that only he can do......

Choose.

It was he who faced every situation, every fork in the road, and every dilemma in the past 14 years......

Not subject to any interference, not influenced by others, making their own decisions, doing their best, and having a clear heart, willing to bear the consequences......

Every choice!

"Boom!"

Left hand, left shoulder, right hand, torso, left leg, right leg......

In the midst of the mysterious storm, Tails' body appeared in order, as if it had just been assembled in the void.

Every time the black wind howls and the black light strikes, it brings a part of the entity to Tails.

It was as if he had just surfaced from the water.

Just woke up to consciousness.

Tails stared calmly at the endless deep space in front of him, indifferent in his heart.

Before and after death, it is all vain.

He lowered his head, silently looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scratches on his left palm, and slowly tightened his fist.

What you get, you get is someone else.

"Boom!"

Tails stared coldly at the inky black storm around him, watching them pass through him again and again, converging into a part of himself.

Consciousness is crystal clear.

Unambiguous.

Only by choice, can you be free.

Untethered, all self!

This is what he is, from beginning to end, pointing to himself, and cannot be confused by others!

Tails' Choice!

"Boom!"

In the last thunderous blast, when Tails' body finally appeared intact and steady in the center of the storm......

"Whew-"

The last gust of wind blew, drifting away and weakening.

Transform into a pleasant breeze.

The storm is gone.

The thunder was gone.

All the hustle and bustle and violence came to an abrupt end at the same time.

In mid-air, Tails slowly raised his head and stretched out his hands, feeling the changes in himself.

So......

This is "out of control"?

The boy smiled.

At this moment, he was extremely conscious.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a clear sky.

Clear, clean and clear.

Originally.

In the next moment, Tails gently closed his eyes.

So.

And when he reopened his eyes......

"Steady!"

"Hold the hostages!"

In the dimly lit dungeon, the hammer put a dagger against Marina's throat out of shape, and shouted fiercely and frantically at the person in front of him:

"Stand back, Knight of Punishment!"

"The hostage is in my hands! whatever tricks you and the vanished little cub are going to play......"

On the other side, the masked guards were still under the control of the four Shadow Assassins, and Fast Rope and Tampa were also threatened by the Assassins, shivering.

He understood.

In the chaotic situation, Sakel, who was standing on the other side, could not hide his anger and raised his saber in his left hand, sweeping the assassins in front of him:

"The prince is no longer here, do you think I'll care?"

In the chaos, the breathing of the assassins, the cries of the hostages, the struggle of the chains, the friction of the blades in their hands, and the quarrels between the two sides were all mixed together!

The chisel gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Then try—"

But at this moment, the words of the chisel suddenly stopped.

It's not just him.

Everyone was stunned.

"Step, step, step......" the sound of soft footsteps came.

All eyes are on one place.

It's all projected onto the boy who suddenly appeared.

The dungeon was silent for a while, and then the silence was broken again.

"You...... Prince...... How are you ...... You've just disappeared...... You're ...... now."

The chisel looked at Tails in shock, slurding and choking on his words.

His gaze lingered between Tails and the silver-bladed sword stuck in the ground.

The expression was as if Tails had just come out of the ground.

So......

I've just disappeared?, the prince thought faintly.

Scare them enough?

"How did you do that, kid?" Sakel behind him was equally incredulous and dumbfounded.

Be...... The magic of the Alchemy Tower?

In the distance, Marina was still struggling, Fastrope blinking curiously, and the sluggish Tampa seemed to be paying no attention.

Yodel, who was firmly bound, remained motionless, and his emotions behind the mask were not revealed.

Tails nodded slightly at him and smiled.

He suddenly remembered the conversation between the two of them.

[Nope.] 】

You will be better than him. 】

I know that there is something in you that he does not have. 】

Tails sighed and stretched out his right hand, and a longsword he had taken from Ricky was pulled from the ground, flicking off a sword flower.

The silver blade is shining, and the sword is sharp.

But the prince's eyes were no longer on the sword.

He thought it was amazing.

Now he feels a lot.

Dust, dirt, wastewood, passages in the dungeon......

The position, breathing, and secret ...... of both sides

But at this moment, Tails is completely different from the tired, panicked, and unstable heart when Longxiao City fought against Giza.

It's absolutely indifferent and calm.

It seems to have faded away from all impulsiveness and recklessness.

Only rationality.

And that's not all.

Tails looked gently at everyone in front of him.

He's different.

He felt it.

Now, what he can do.

There are a lot of them.

But most importantly......

He's sober now.

"Let them go, chisel. ”

In the shocked gaze of the audience, Tails looked indifferently at the hammer holding the dagger:

"I'll just say it once. ”

The chisel took a breath in a daze, and then accepted the fact that the prince had reappeared.

Not now.

Now he must resolve the current situation.

He's still in the ascendancy, isn't he? With this indecisive prince present, everything will only go better......

Thinking of this, the chisel sneered.

"Look at it, Your Highness," said the hammer, holding the dagger to Marina's throat again, his eyes threatening:

"I'll only do it once......"

Tails chuckled as well, feeling his rare state.

"Then go ahead. ”

The drill frowned.

What's going on?

This kid ......

No.

He must be made aware of the state of affairs......

"You have become confident, Your Highness,"

The chisel looked at Tails' smile, gritted his teeth, and pushed his hand: "But sometimes it's not a good ......"

In the next second, the drill that was about to start was suddenly stunned!

What the?

He realized something was wrong.

The leader of the Shadow Assassins bowed his head sharply.

The moment he saw it, his pupils suddenly dilated!

"Are you looking for this?"

Tails smiled as he gently raised a dagger with a familiar drill in his left hand:

"Looks like you've slipped your hand, chisel. ”

When!

Tails let go of his hand and let the dagger of the drill fall to the ground, revealing a warm smile.

He loved it.

This feeling of being in control.

For a split second, Sakel frowned, and the hammer froze.

The leader of the Assassins stared blankly at his empty hand, then at the dagger at Tails' feet.

Is that......

The dagger......

How-

He subconsciously took a step back!

The flames flickered, and there were many inhalations in the air, and the assassins of the Shadow Shield looked at the dagger on the ground with faint doubts.

Even Sakel frowned.

The chisel's breath became rapid, and his left hand trembled imperceptibly.

The leader of the assassins jerked his head up, gritted his teeth, and spoke:

"What's that? what trick? Ability, magic?"

He glared at the prince.

In the dimly lit dungeon, the light of the fire shone on the prince's face, highlighting his indifferent expression.

"I said," Tails blinked, shook his head, and said sincerely:

"It's your hand that slipped. ”

The chisel suddenly turned around and resolutely ordered to another subordinate:

"Kill that ...... White."

When!

The drill freezes in mid-air again.

He looked at Tails dumbfounded.

I saw the prince smile as before, and easily opened his left hand.

When!

At least three daggers slipped out of his hands and landed with a sound.

Behind the fast rope, the assassin looked at his hands in disbelief.

"I think they all slipped their hands. Tails smiled and raised his left hand, dropping the last dagger to the ground.

The drill's eyes widened.

No.

No......

That's impossible......

At that moment, whether it was the fast rope or the hijackers behind Tampa, or the assassins around them, they suddenly became defenseless!

It's always a bad feeling to lose a weapon.

In a short second, in confusion and panic, the assassins were in an uproar, and they were about to retreat subconsciously!

Observing the situation, Sakel raised his eyebrows in surprise, instinctively raised his saber and faced the weak enemy: "What is this......"

"Steady!"

The hammer gritted his teeth and roared in the sudden loss of control, and he pushed Marina backwards!

The leader of the assassins decisively raised the alchemy ball in his left hand and tried to force back the aggressive punishment knight: "Damn, if you dare to take a step forward, I'll take it-"

But the next moment, Tails' laughter overshadowed him.

"You mean this gadget?"

The cacophony of voices came to an abrupt end!

One second, two seconds.

A breath was heard.

In absolute silence, the prince stepped forward with his sword in his hand.

Under everyone's gaze, he indifferently raised his left hand.

No.

The hammer stared blankly at the prince's left hand, and Mu Ran withdrew his arm.

No.

Really.

In the palm of his own hand......

Nothing.

"I don't like it, a stinky woman once kidnapped me through it......"

Tails pursed the corners of his mouth, carefully observing the ball in his hand, looking at the strange inscription engraved on its metal case, and suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.

The drill looked at the front of him in a daze.

Look at the prince holding the alchemy ball.

Look at the squinting knight with his sword raised.

Look at the daggers lying quietly on the ground.

No.

Suddenly, he felt his arm tremble.

"Well, the feeling of watching it in your hand ......"

The Star Prince looked up and grinned.

He looked at the earth-colored assassins and grinned toothy for the first time in a long time:

"Still pretty good?"

No.

At that moment, looking at Tails' smile, the hammer looked in a trance.

I just felt cold.

————

In the unknown strange space, a person with a thick fog and a blurred face moved slightly.

He looked away.

"That kid...... In that way, you did it?"

He muttered to himself.

Well, it seems......

Anchors.

This exists only in theory, and there is no dangerous solution that has been successful before......

There is still a slight ......

It's feasible.

He smiled with relief, shook his head, and then turned around and disappeared into the blur.

Leaving only two vigilant and fierce gazes, patrolling from afar.

In vain swept the space.

Happy Children's Day!

Two more as a gift!

In other words, it's been updated for 12,000......

What about tips?

What about a book review crying and shouting to give birth to a child without a sword?

(End of chapter)