I'm really not an old sword

Heller was stunned, then he realized something when he saw Joel with a painful expression. They often chatted when they were defending the city, and they would get together from time to time when they returned to the city when there was no war, so he knew about Uncle Joel.

Uncle Joel is not from Uruk.

His wife and daughter died while fleeing, and his son was killed by those beasts at the previous line of defense.

"I..."

"You still have a mother, and younger brothers and sisters."

Joel interrupted Heller.

"You can't die here!"

After saying that, he gave him a sudden push and turned to walk towards the ruins.

Looking at Uncle Joel's resolute back and his obviously trembling arms, Heller opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

He didn't understand why Uncle Joel wanted to die when he could live.

As Uncle Joel's figure moved further away, he saw that there were more than a dozen figures walking towards the ruins just like Uncle Joel.

Heller was stunned.

Half of the people he knew were like Uncle Joel, all their family members had died and they were all alone.

Looking at the figures climbing up the ruins, smiling and greeting each other, yet all visibly trembling, Heller suddenly understood something, but he hoped he didn't understand it.

"Heller! Go!"

I heard a call from behind me. It was the voice of my neighbor's child, a good brother who grew up with me.

The kind that likes one's own sister.

Heller looked up.

The incomplete sunset had just fallen on the ruins. In the crimson sky, those figures were standing on the ruins, with the setting sun as the background. Although dim and bright red, it made Heller cry.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Joel's arm was suddenly grabbed, and when he turned around, he saw a boy who looked a little older but was actually about the same age as him.

Heller was somewhat touched.

Timid Daniel.

There was a wrong name, but there was no wrong nickname. Daniel looked tall and strong but was very timid. He was afraid to walk at night and his legs became weak when he saw the Warcraft and he couldn't even stand steadily. He always ran first when escaping.

I came to the front line simply because I didn't want to lose face in front of the girls.

With his personality, he must have been the first one to run away. When he turned around and didn't see me, he ran back to look for me.

"Why don't you run?!"

As the other party said this, he pulled Joel and started running.

Heller staggered and ran after him, but looked back from time to time at the figure on the ruins in the sunset.

Two monsters have already jumped to the edge of the ruins.

The homeless people, including Uncle Joel, rushed towards the beasts, which were several times larger than them, with weapons in hand.

"Daniel."

"Do you think there's still hope for us?"

Daniel didn't understand why his childhood friend suddenly went crazy. He turned around and followed Heller's gaze to see the monster on the ruins. He shouted "Oh my God" and then pulled Heller to run faster.

But his hand suddenly loosened.

Daniel was completely confused. He didn't understand why Heller let go. Just as he slowed down his running speed, he heard Joel's shout from behind.

"Don't you like my sister? I'll leave my mother and my younger siblings to you from now on!"

"What are you crazy about?" Daniel slowed down and shouted back while running.

Looking at Daniel's funny appearance, Heller couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then waved at him.

"Goodbye, cowardly Daniel."

he yelled.

After saying that, he turned around with his spear and ran towards the ruins that were almost occupied by monsters.

What’s the point of insisting like this?

Heller understood.

Why did Uncle Joel and the others want to commit suicide?

One line of defense after another was broken, and the monsters were getting closer and closer to the city of Uruk. The bigwigs couldn't even come up with an effective measure. If this continued, it would only be a matter of time before they died.

It takes courage to live.

Because living is just slowly waiting to die.

"At least you're braver than me."

Heller chuckled, raised his head, and looked at the monster on the ruins. The sharp teeth in its wide mouth were still covered with bloody flesh fragments.

ended.

Mother, I'm sorry. Fanny, I'm sorry.

Uncle Joel, I'm here to keep you company.

Heller, holding a spear in his hand, launched a death charge towards the ruins.

Looking at the blurry monster jumping in the sunset, Heller found that he was suddenly not afraid anymore.

I must be very handsome now.

Even the light shines in its own right.

Unfortunately, Fanny couldn't see this scene, otherwise she would definitely agree to his proposal.

As he was thinking, Heller suddenly discovered that the beast that jumped into the air and was about to pounce on him was inexplicably turned into powder and dissipated in mid-air.

and.

A starlight that obscured his vision and covered the entire sky appeared before his eyes outside the city.

Chapter 6: A Gift to the Goddess of the Underworld, Joan of Arc's Thoughts

"Where have you been?!"

When Lin Qingsu entered the underworld again, she immediately saw the goddess of the underworld rushing over.

Ereshkigal questioned fiercely.

There was still some residual panic on his face, covered with tears that had not yet completely dried, and his hands, which were tightly grasping Lin Qingsu's arms, were still trembling slightly.

"Here."

Only then did Ereshkigal have time to notice what was in Lin Qingsu's hand.

A bouquet of flowers.

Colorful, yellow, white, purple, red, all kinds of flowers are put together in a jumble.

After Maeve's adjustment, the color combination is natural, not only not messy but also competing for beauty.

Ereshkigal was stunned, and it took him a while to react. He subconsciously took the flowers and looked at them for a long time before looking up at Lin Qingsu.

"Is this for me?"

"of course."

Lin Qingsu raised her hand and gently wiped the tears from Ereshkigal's face, smiling apologetically.

"I'm sorry, you were so sound asleep that I thought I'd pick some flowers for you while you were asleep and surprise you when you woke up. But I ended up spending way too long in the forest without realizing it."

This is a lie.

Lin Qingsu took Maeve to Uruk mainly to buy materials needed for building and decorating buildings.

By the way, look for people with professional skills.

After destroying the monsters outside the city and saving a defense line that was on the verge of collapse, he wasted some time on doing business. The impact of that sword made Lin Qingsu unexpectedly busy.

Halfway through his work, he remembered that there was a goddess of the underworld guarding the house, so he quickly dragged Maeve for a walk on the street. When he didn't see anything that satisfied him, he took Maeve to the forest and spent a few minutes picking a bunch of flowers. He then relied on Maeve's aesthetic taste to piece together this finished product.

Is it a bit long?

Before Ereshkigal could finish his words, he looked at the flower in his hand that he could no longer clearly remember.

She fell into deep self-blame.

There is no sun or moon in the underworld, and she had long lost the concept of time.

And she was terrified, afraid that Lin Qingsu would never come back after she left, or that the next time she came back, it would be that hateful Ishtar who would bring him with her in a domineering manner to tell her the "truth" and mock her.

This is probably what it means to live every day like a year.

I actually doubted him?

Seeing Ereshkigal's expression of being moved but also a little frightened and worried, Lin Qingsu held her hand considerately.

"Let's go home. I'll show you something good."

After bringing Ereshkigal back to her palace, Lin Qingsu took her to the courtyard outside the palace.

Although it is called a courtyard, there is really nothing special in the underworld. There are only stones, no living animals or plants, and not even any running water.

"Close your eyes."

Ereshkigal looked up at him.

"I'll do a magic trick for you."

Looking at Lin Qingsu's smile, Ereshkigal opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself, while holding Lin Qingsu's hand even tighter.

Will Ishtar suddenly appear in front of me when I open my eyes?

Then Lin Qingsu let go of herself and hugged Ishtar, and the two of them laughed at their own self-conceit and stupidity?

The more he thought about it, the more flustered Ereshkigal felt. Tears welled up in his eyes. He didn't dare close his eyes, but was too embarrassed to express his thoughts. He could only bite his lower lip and stare at Lin Qingsu without blinking.

As if this would prevent Ishtar from appearing.

Lin Qingsu naturally didn't understand Ereshkigal's magical ideas.

If only Lin Qingsu could understand the mind of a god who had lived for tens of millions of years and whom he had only known for one day.

Then Lin Qingsu doesn't have to fight for his life here. He can directly change his job to become a Taoist priest. He will be able to cheat rich women and daughters.

However, there was no need to delve into what Ereshkigal was thinking. Lin Qingsu was confident that after performing the "magic trick" for her, her insecure thoughts would be reduced a lot.

He didn't force her to close her eyes, but instead held her in his arms and pressed her head against his chest, blocking her vision in this way.

After the initial panic and shyness, Ereshkigal realized the strength of the hands around her waist and the back of her head, so she gave up resisting, moved the flowers in her arms down to prevent them from being crushed, and leaned obediently in Lin Qingsu's arms.

After waiting for a while and not seeing the damned sister, Ereshkigal couldn't keep himself tense any longer.

She slowly closed her eyes in the man's warm arms.

How great would it be if it could always be like this?

And just as she was in a dream, she didn't notice that Lin Qingsu's two hands around her loosened for a moment, and then slowly held her slender waist together again.

"You can open your eyes now." A voice came from very close to my ear.

Warm and moist.

Ereshkigal opened his eyes drowsily and saw a profile face very close to him. He was immediately startled, alerted, and a blush appeared on his face.

"Why are you looking at me all the time?"

Looking at Ereshkigal who was looking up at her, Lin Qingsu pinched her cheek in amusement.

"Look around."

Ereshkigal then turned his gaze away and looked around, but he could no longer move his eyes away.

Her cherry lips opened slightly, her beautiful eyes were filled with shock, and then she realized that they were filled with surprise and confusion.

"is this real?"