[Xin Wei] The old man never dies

After recapturing the city of Siaf, Celis did not feel happy.On the contrary, he felt tired.

Riding a horse on the street and receiving cheers from the crowd was indeed a happy moment, but he didn't enjoy it for long.The war is still going on, and Gulan Bell will mobilize the army to encircle and suppress the prince. The war between Yitzhak and Lienstad is in the ascendant.Lei Wen reminded him, told him not to slack off, not to retreat.

He had a dream by the sea and saw his parents.

When he woke up, he was still holding the holy sword, and the sword in his hand was extremely heavy.

Siaf's castle is a very strange place. Celis found the room where his father lived in the past and spent the night there.When he was about to fall asleep, he felt a pair of eyes looking at him curiously from above.

He subconsciously opened his eyes and looked at the people who appeared in the room.

"Why are you here?" The other party asked curiously, with curiosity in his eyes, but no hostility.Celis immediately recognized the person in front of him.

He had already seen Singold once by the sea, and for some reason, Celis was able to recognize his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.Singold had inherited the color of his hair and eyes, but had a face of determination that he didn't have.The man's name had brought him strength time and time again.

However, Celis couldn't say anything in front of Singold who had a curious expression at this time.

He looked so young at this moment...not much older than himself.Facing that clean and innocent face, it was really difficult for Celis to call out the word "Father".

He changed his answer: "I think it's you who suddenly appeared here."

"How is that possible? This is my room." Singold looked at him suspiciously. "Strange, it should be impossible for outsiders to come in here? So, am I dreaming?"

Maybe I'm dreaming too.Celis stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the person in front of him, but Singold took a step back and didn't let him touch it.

"Don't do that," he said uneasily. "That way you'll wake up."

"Are you real? Are you really... Singold?" Celis asked.Maybe the dreamer is himself.

"Of course I am," said Singold. "It's odd that I'm answering a question like that in my own room."

What should I do?

Celis remembered that he once asked Ares what he would do if he saw his biological father.

The older black knight wiped his sword and remained silent. After a while, he replied that he no longer had such fantasies.This kind of thing, in the cruel war, is nothing more than adding meaningless suffering in vain.Celis hesitated to speak.In fact, they all understand the pain of facing a bloody battlefield, but it is meaningless to say more... After every battle, he hopes that someone can tell himself that it is over, you will not face all this again , you can go home.

And this is his home.

Singold waited for him to say something, and all he got was a long silence.

"What happened?" He hesitated. "I have a strange feeling that I shouldn't be here. Besides, you look so familiar..."

"Do you know what happened before?" Celis asked suddenly.

"Before?"

"I mean...how should I put it, your future. It's also my past..."

It took Singold a moment to realize what he meant.

"Oh! That means this is the future Xi Yafei?" He looked around the room. "Why do I feel like nothing has changed here? No, I don't know, what will happen in the future?"

Celis fell silent again.

"Forget it...it's a rare visit, I should go out for a walk." Singold said to himself, and walked towards the closed door, and then Celis watched him stretch out his hand to open the door that didn't exist. He took the handle and passed it out of the room.

This... I must be, overtired... I have some kind of hallucination... The young man tried his best to convince himself like this.

Three seconds later, he jumped up suddenly, rushed over and opened the door of the room.

Then he saw Singold still standing in the corridor, dazed.The outside of the castle has changed a lot, the portraits have been removed, the decorations have been removed, the carpet on the ground has scorched marks, and the scars on the walls also show the battles that took place here.Singold stared at everything dumbfounded... until Celis rushed to him.

"Is that what you just said?" he asked.But before Celis could answer, he ran forward in a hurry.

Not long after Singold had just come of age, his father told him a secret.

Perhaps because of Shenlong's certain ability, he can travel to his future in his dreams.Of course, many people have such precognitive powers, but only if they are used in the right way.If this method is forgotten, they will lose the power to travel.

It's just that this is not actually a power, but a curse... That's what the dragon who granted them the power said back then.It would be best if this spell could be forgotten.

Singold didn't believe in any curses, he just suddenly thought of looking into the future.

The scarred castle in front of him was completely different from the memory before he fell asleep. Every corner of his beloved had changed. He opened the doors of the rooms one by one and shuttled through these places... almost no one except his room. Still retaining the original appearance...

Celis did not know when to follow.

"When did this start to happen here?" Singold asked.

"I don't know either," Celis said. "I just took it back... from Emperor Alves."

"Alves?" Singold was startled when he heard this name. "He became emperor?"

"Well, will you listen to me?"

As they walked through the castle, Singold heard the whole story.

Only then did Celis realize that he didn't know many exact facts. He knew how his parents met, the course of the war, and the final outcome...but he didn't know any details.He doesn't even remember what his mother looked like.He felt that his narration of that tragic future was far less powerful than the scene in front of him.

As they made their way down, Celis suddenly realized where they were going.

"Wait, don't go..." he said.

Singold has opened the "door" leading to the underground.

Alves' body lay there.

For him, this is a good home.

The face of the emperor after his death was very calm, his red hair was scattered, and more than ten hours had passed.

Singold knelt beside the corpse, staring blankly at the face, as if wanting to read some message.

Celis' narration instantly turned into a terrifying reality.He wondered why - Alves had a scar on his chest from the holy sword.The blood on that hole has now dried up.

He tried to touch the dead man's body, the room was dark and cold.It's a nightmare.

"Can you change?" At some point, Celis stood there and asked him again.

He turned his head, the young man looked so sad.He was nothing like himself... must be like his mother.Singold had not seen her yet.

"I don't know," he murmured. "give me some time……"

Celis found that the meaning of this sentence was not as he imagined—he did stand there and wait for a while, but in a blink of an eye, Singold disappeared.He blinked in amazement, wondering what a miracle would happen...

Suddenly something sounded from behind, he turned his head and saw...

The real Alves stood there.

"Don't look at me like that, this is not a ghost story." The emperor said coldly. "However, I just remembered that it just happened to you."

Celis tried very hard to convince himself to look away, and glanced at the place where the corpse was originally placed...it wasn't there.

"What is this..."

"You'll find out in a few days," Alves said. "Don't worry, I won't do anything. For others, it will be more convenient for the emperor to die."

"I thought I killed you." The boy gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.Strange to say, just before today, he still hated Alves so much, but at this moment he has no energy to hate at all.

"You did kill it." Alves asked softly. "How does it feel? Does that make you happy?"

Celis almost smiled: "So... did you do that on purpose?"

He seemed to understand why Alves hardly resisted, and why he showed an expression of relief before he died.It doesn't seem to be a coincidence that the holy sword finally fell into his hands...

"If you don't want to kill me again, I'm leaving," Alves said.

"Where are you going?"

"Upstairs, your room." Alves took a few steps forward and said back. "Actually, you can follow if you want."

Celis thought gloomily, that's good, at least, they don't have to fight anymore.

Singold waited in the room.After seeing him, Celis suddenly seemed to understand something. Of course, his confusion also deepened.Seeing him, Singold smiled apologetically at him.

"I seem to have messed up a bit," he said. "I would have liked to ask Alves what happened."

"Then?" Celis said cautiously.

"And then I saved him by the way."

"...Do you know what he did?" Celis couldn't help asking. "He killed you, took your mother, sacrificed so many people..."

"I know. I'm sorry for you."

"Forget it..." Celis was weak.He felt that the reasons he had been convincing him all along suddenly disappeared.Perhaps it was because the image of his father was too subverted, and he suddenly deeply doubted the beliefs that Raven and Oife had instilled in him.

"However, killing him would not change the matter," Singold went on. "Besides, you don't like killing people that much. If you have to live with hatred, it's all my fault, so I'll at least solve it for you."

"If you can change the past, can you also make Bahara's matter disappear?"

"It's not that simple...you will disappear because of this." Alves closed the door for them and said. "I've thought over and over again... as long as your parents get married, what happens next is almost inevitable, unless you can accept that they never were together. Celis, do you want to disappear? You would rather you never After living, do you want to save the world?"

"Enough, don't let him make this choice." Singold interrupted him angrily. "It's not up to him to decide. Why do you torture the child like this?"

"Then what are you going to do?" Alves asked back. "I want to know too. Seriously, how long have you known him, and you think about him like this?"

There was a dead silence.Celis looked at the two of them in turn, his mind blank.They are all right, sacrificing oneself to save the world sounds really too simple.Everything depends on Singold's thought.But what about him... The right to decide is not in his hands... What would he do if he could decide...

Singold reached out and tried to touch him, however, the palm passed through his body... without feeling anything.

"I really shouldn't have come... I'll try to..." he said softly. "I try to accept my future results... Celis, live your life well..."

Celis felt sour in his heart, and tears instantly wet his face.

Simultaneously with touching him, Singold disappeared.

He didn't notice that Alves' face was also pale.