I don't want to be a heroic spirit

"Maybe it's because I'm more reliable."

Ai smiled, "But...after all, we are partners who have gone on adventures together. This level of trust should be natural, right?"

"That's why the fair-weather monk in Haita always gets himself drunk with confidence, because he trusts Simmel and all of us, and believes that with us, nothing will happen even if he is missing. Just like we believe that when we need Haita, he will definitely stand up and come in handy.”

430

Chapter 430: Giving out knives makes me happy.

"Is the snow... worse than yesterday?"

In the warm cabin, Ai looked out the window, but she saw nothing but the raging snowstorm.

"The weather here is like this, you just get used to it."

Fulilian was very indifferent, "Looking at it, this heavy snow will last for at least three days."

Three days, for Fulian who had lived for more than a thousand years, was shorter than a blink of an eye.

But it's different for others.

"It will take another three days..."

Shutark collapsed to the ground, wailing.

The wooden house is not big, but it is very empty. There is nothing except the stove to provide heat. Even for sleeping, they have to bring their own bed.

Florian: "If you are willing to cross the Huvia Mountains under this condition, it is not impossible."

Hugh Tucker: "I'll die if that happens, right?"

Fulilian: "Isn't this nonsense?"

Hugh Tucker: "...Same."

A bored man took out a piece of bread and knocked it on the ground, and then he heard the sound of "Bang Bang".

"This is not the sound that bread should make. It feels like just adding some magic can knock the monster's head off... Hey Frilian, do you have the magic to quickly soften bread?"

"No, why don't you just put it on the fire and roast it?"

"Because it takes a long time to bake...and this kind of frozen bread won't taste that good even if it becomes soft after baking."

They need to kill time before the heavy snow ends. Ash, Fulian and Feilun can read books and study magic, but Shutark, who knows nothing about magic, can only do exercises alone.

"How about I tell you a story?"

Ai's words seemed to come from a whim and attracted the attention of several people.

Feilun put down the book in his hand and said calmly: "Master Qi likes stories very much."

"I don't really like it... I can only say it's average."

Ash lowered his head and thought for a moment and then said: "It's just...just like Fulilian likes to collect magic, you have to have a goal that you can stick to, otherwise this life will be too long...For me, the story It's magic."

"Are you going to tell those fantastic stories again?"

Fulilian moved her buttocks and sat up a little, and then Fearon asked Fulilian: "Has Lord Fulilian heard Lord Ash tell stories?"

"When we traveled together in the past, I told a lot of fantastic stories."

Fulian said softly: "Magic is a miracle that turns imagination into reality. The strength of magic depends on the strength of imagination. When a magician cannot imagine the scene of defeating the enemy, he will definitely not be able to defeat the enemy... Ash vs. Magic Her mastery ability is very good, and the reason may be that she has an imagination that is enough to write so many stories. "

"This is the first time I've seen Lady Fulian speak so highly of others..."

Fearon was surprised... although her face remained expressionless.

They are also disciples. When Haita asked Fulian to accept her as a disciple, the answer she received was "She will only become a burden to me."

Although he didn't say it, Feilun still felt a little frustrated in his heart.

As for Fulilian, she was currently shouting, "It's so cold, I'm going to freeze to death." She pulled away the quilt wrapped around her body and got in. Then she said, "Wow, your body is so cold, stay away from me." , "If it's cold, just go next to the stove."

"So, who is stronger, Fulian or Ash?"

With one sentence, Hugh Tucker got the joint gaze of the three people present.

"...Please can you say a word? It feels a little hurtful to stare at me without saying a word."

"Lord Shytark is such an idiot."

"It's even more hurtful..."

Turning her attention back to Ash, Fulian asked: "So, what kind of story are you going to tell this time? Is it the story of the brave man who was chosen by the goddess and was so cautious that he even bought three copies of the armor? Or is it the story of ten? The story of five brave men who sealed the Demon King and then reincarnated and sacrificed their lives to seal the Demon King again?"

"...Why do you remember it so clearly? Aren't you not interested in these fictional stories?"

"Because the endings of both stories were not very good. Both Simmel and Haita were made to cry by that story, so I was particularly impressed."

"That's right..."

Ash rubbed the bridge of her nose and recalled the scene when those grown men burst into tears because of the stories she told.

To be honest, it was so satisfying to watch Simmel and the others cry because of the knife in the story, and then so frustrating when they were asked to change the plot with a sword on their necks.

"that……"

Hugh Tucker raised his hand tremblingly, "I have an ominous premonition... Can I not listen to the story?"

Hearing the conversation between Fulilian and Ash, Shutarke felt a little apprehensive... What kind of terrible story could make Simmel, the brave man who defeated the Demon King, cry?

"Don't be afraid, it's not a horror story, it's just that a lot of the protagonists died at the end."

Without any intention of explaining more, he tightened the quilt covering his body, and then said: "But, well...that kind of story is really not suitable for telling children. It would be bad if you two develop a world-weary character. Okay... this time I’m going to be more funny and nonsensical, telling a story about a ghostly hero and a retarded goddess.”

"Well, in return for my telling stories...please tell me your stories."

Ai smiled and said to several people: "The stories before you met me, the stories before you embarked on the journey... I want to record them all."

The snowflakes outside the window were dancing wildly in the storm, ruthlessly splitting the air with the roar of the wind, and hitting the windows.

That night, someone suffered from insomnia.

"Ashi-sama, you idiot...why do you want Kazuma-sama to die?"

"I wasn't the one who let Kazuma die...and wasn't he later resurrected by the goddess?"

"But he still died... I was really worried to death when he died with the Demon King in the dungeon, and even his body couldn't be found, and even Aqua-sama couldn't resurrect him..."

By the light of the fire, Ai saw Feilun's eyes mixed with complaints and the blurred tears under the corners of his eyes.

Although saying this seems a little psychologically abnormal... but Qi feels quite happy inside.

Damn it, when did I become a pleasure freak who likes to feed others knives?

Hmm...it must be Honkai Impact 3's fault!

Knowing Kazuma well, if he knew that there was a beautiful girl in another world crying because she was worried about him, he would definitely be so proud that he couldn't find Bei.

431

Chapter 431 Remuneration.

Remember, it was spring.

The sky is clear and the wind is gentle and gentle.

"Sorry, I just took on an escort mission."

He just disappeared for a while, and when Xinmel appeared again, he brought such news to Ai and others.

"He's here again..."

"After all, this is the kind of person Simmel is..."

Fulilian and Aize were complaining, as if they had long been used to it and were not surprised.

"Isn't this good?"

Ai smiled and nodded, "After taking on the golden main mission, I also have to take on a few blue side missions on the way. During the holidays, I'll take on a few purple event missions. Otherwise, where will the stones come from? It’s a role.”

"Ai is saying something incomprehensible again..."

"After all, this is the kind of person Ai is..."

At this moment, Haita raised the glasses on his nose and asked Simmel.

"I don't understand, Simmel, what's the point of doing this?"

"The meaning...this is really a profound question, let me think about it..."

Simmel glanced out the window. The night sky at this moment was quiet and deep, and the stars in the sky seemed to contrast with the lights on the ground.

"Hmm...Haita, what do you think is the responsibility we shoulder?"

"Defeat the devil."

Without a moment's hesitation and thinking, Haita gave this answer.

"Defeating the Demon King, yes, I can't be wrong...but that's not what I really want."

Simmel withdrew his eyes, which he didn't know whether he was looking at the stars or admiring the lights, and turned to meet Haita's doubtful eyes.

"I hope this world can change...become a better place. I set this as my goal and became a brave man."

"If we want to change the world, just defeating the Demon King is not enough... I want to make as many changes as possible."

"Even if we do defeat the Demon King, we will soon be forgotten, but... the footprints we leave on this journey will subtly change the world in the future."

"The arrival of that day may be very far away...too far away for us to reach, but...there will always be someone who can usher in that day."

Speaking of this, Simmel silently glanced at Fulian, who had been pinched by Ash and rubbed her cheek into various shapes because she tried to touch Ash's stupid hair.

The eyelids were slightly lowered, covering the ripples in those jewel-like eyes.

"I hope... that one day in the future, they can really feel that - ah, the world is really getting better little by little."

…

29 years after the death of the brave Simmel.

On this day, they arrived at a village.

"I see, is it a commission to defeat monsters?"

Fulian stood at the front, negotiating with the old man who seemed to be the head of the village.

"Yes... Ever since that monster came nearby, no caravans have been willing to pass by here. The crops in the village cannot be sold, and they are about to rot here... If the monster is not dealt with quickly, the villagers will They will be very troubled.”

"Really? That is indeed a burning matter."

Fulilian touched her chin and said after thinking: "So, what can you give as reward?"

"Well... to be honest, because the crops can't be sold, the village really can't get enough remuneration recently... I wonder if the crops that can't be sold can be used?"

"We are still traveling and can't bring so many things with us."

"That's right..."

Behind Fulilian, at a short distance, Feilun pulled the sleeve of Ash and whispered in his ear.

"Why doesn't Lady Fulilian just complete the commission for the villagers for free? I think they are all quite pitiful..."

"You said this... Of course it's to reassure the villagers."

Zhan organized his words and then explained in a low voice: "We fight monsters for them, and they prepare rewards for us. The reason why Fulilian insisted on this "deal" is to build an equal relationship. If no reward is charged, they will be placed in a "weak" position, making it difficult for them to feel at ease. After all, many things in this world are not without prices, but they are not marked with prices in advance, and these things are generally much more expensive than those with clear prices in advance."

On the other side, Fulilian asked the village chief in front of her after thinking: "Do you have any magic books here? Or magic props are also fine?"

"Magic books... It seems that there is indeed such a thing, but there is no magic in the village, so that thing is no different from waste to us."

Following the village chief to his home, he saw the village chief took out a very old book and handed it to Fulilian.

"Vollame's magic book...?"

The villagers were not interested in this book, so they didn't even know the name of the book, so Fulilian took a quick look.

After a moment of silence, Fulilian accepted the book expressionlessly.

"This is it... Just give it to me as a reward."

"It doesn't matter if I give it to you, since we can't understand this book anyway... But is this really all you need?"

The village chief seemed very surprised, so he confirmed with Fulilian again and again, and all he got was a positive answer from Fulilian.