I don't want to be a heroic spirit

"What's wrong?"

Haita said softly, his worry almost spilling out of his words, "You look a little unhappy, are you tired?"

He placed his hand on Phelan's head and stroked it gently.

Haita's hands looked dry and thin due to lack of moisture. After all, Haita was no longer young.

However, feeling the touch of his hair and the rubbing of his hands, Philen soon calmed down.

"No……"

Philen shook his head, "It's just... I feel like I've had a very long dream."

"Dream...it's really nice."

Haita smiled and said, "Dreams are miniature memories, reappearances of things that are cherished and cannot be discarded."

A look of nostalgia crossed his face. "Going back to the past and continuing that boring yet laughter-filled journey with them... I always have dreams like this."

"I'm sure you'll be like me."

Haita stared at Fearon, his gaze unwavering. "You've made important friends, accumulated important memories... and when you finally leave, you'll have left many traces in this world."

"Sinmeier has done that... and I hope to do the same."

Philen's heart was touched by Haita's words, and his eyes slowly widened.

After looking at Philen deeply, Haita turned around and said to Philen.

"Let's go, it's time to go back and eat... Since you've completed your training to become a formal magician, we have to celebrate today."

When Philen came to his senses, Haita had already walked a short distance.

Holding the staff tightly in his arms, Fearon took a step forward with his short legs and caught up with Haita.

"You can't drink, Lord Haita. Your health is getting worse and worse. You must stay away from alcohol."

"Ha, ha, ha, you're really merciless, Philen? If we're celebrating, how can we do without wine? At least let me drink a little this time. Just a little wine shouldn't cause any trouble, right?"

"Not at all. Lord Haita, please pay more attention to your health, otherwise I will be in trouble."

"Oh... this is really... Philen is really strict. It seems that if I want to drink again, I have to wait until I lie in the coffin and someone toasts me at my grave."

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Chapter 456: Shadow of Dream.

"... Erke... Shock... Get up..."

"Hugh Tark...it's time to get up."

It seemed like someone was calling.

Hugh Turk opened his eyes with some difficulty. When the light shone into his eyes, he saw a dazzling white. It was not until his eyes adapted to the light that his brain began to understand the information received from his eyes.

The figure in front of me gradually became clearer.

He was a man who looked at least 80% like Shuttark, but was slightly older. His red hair was like burning flames, and he looked a little serious.

His figure is tall and slender, his face is young and handsome. Just standing there quietly, he can give people a feeling of being well-tempered and tempered.

When he saw the other person's figure, Xu Tark's eyes were full of confusion.

"Big brother..."

The moment he heard Hugh Tark's voice, a hint of tenderness appeared in Hugh Tolz's eyes.

"It's time to get up, Hugh Tark. Today is your first time going out with us to fight monsters."

"Father finally agreed to this. If I'm late, he'll be disappointed."

Hugh Turk's eyes were still confused, as if he was trying to understand what Hugh Tolz said.

This is Hugh Tark's room.

The somewhat hard bed board, the marks on the wall, and the axe placed in the corner.

The surrounding environment was extremely familiar and yet very unfamiliar to Hugh Turk, making him feel very uncomfortable.

However, after thinking of his extremely strict father, Xu Turk subconsciously tried to get up, but found that his body was as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

"Well……"

Hugh Toltz's brows furrowed slightly.

"Are your muscles sore? Maybe I shouldn't have let you train alone last night."

After Hugh Tolz said this, Hugh Turk touched his dizzy head and recalled his experience last night.

His elder brother Hugh Thorz is the strongest warrior in the Warrior Village and the pride of his father and the entire village.

However, he was regarded as a failure by the villagers. Although he practiced hard every day, he had never fought against monsters.

However, things finally took a turn for the better.

Today, he will follow his brother to fight monsters outside the village.

Because he was too nervous, he exercised in the backyard for a long time last night, and only returned to his room and fell into a deep sleep when he was exhausted.

"How is it? It won't affect the operation, right?"

"Yes! No problem!"

Hugh Turk jumped off the bed. His strong enough physique allowed him to ignore this level of muscle soreness.

After all, if he couldn't even do this, he would have died in the battle with the enemy long ago.

"...Strange? Why did I die in battle? Isn't today my first time fighting monsters outside the village?"

Hugh Turk felt a sense of disharmony again.

While Hugh Turk was getting dressed, behind him, Hugh Toltz had a relieved smile on his face.

"I'll be waiting for you outside. Come find me when you're ready."

Leaving these words behind, Hugh Toltz pushed the door open and left, closing it behind him.

It didn't take much time for Xutalk to put on his clothes, wash up, and pick up his long-handled double-edged axe.

As he walked out of the house, Xu Turk saw his elder brother's back at a glance.

That was the back figure he always looked up to, and every time he saw it, he felt inferior.

But this time it's different.

Looking at that back, an indescribable emotion surged from Xu Tark's heart.

Regret, self-loathing, sadness, reluctance, pain...

At this time, Hugh Tolz turned around, and his cold face showed a hint of tenderness when he saw Hugh Tark.

"What's wrong? You don't look well. Shouldn't you take a rest?"

"No! No need..."

Xu Turk hurriedly shook his head to refuse.

"I...I don't want to miss this opportunity. I want to...fight with big brother!"

This comes from the deepest desire in your heart.

It seemed that if he didn't say this... there would never be such an opportunity again.

Hugh Turk almost shouted this, and even Hugh Toltz was stunned for a moment.

Then, the corners of Hugh Tolz's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was happy for Hugh Turk.

"You've got a warrior's expression now, Hugh Tark."

……

When Fulilian opened her eyes, she found herself in a sea of ​​flowers.

Before she could come to her senses, a hand placed a wreath on her head.

Fulilian looked up and met those blue eyes.

"Xin Meier..."

"It looks very nice, Flillian."

Xin Meir's eyelids drooped slightly, and his shimmering eyes contained an incomprehensible emotion.

At least, Fulilian in the past could not understand... She had never even truly looked into that gaze.

That look was so gentle... like the sunlight shining through the gaps in the woods, or like the gentle breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.

Very gentle...but a little sad.

Haita and Aize had already rushed into the sea of ​​flowers with laughter. Haita also made a wreath and put it on Aize's head.

A rough old man with a beard and a wreath on his head looks a bit disgusting.

It's so disgusting that it's funny.

Haita and Aize felt the same way and started grinning foolishly.

"You're laughing like a fool."

Fulilian complained without mercy, but there was also a hint of smile on the corner of her mouth.

Then, Fulilian turned to look at Xinmeier.

"Sinmer."

"Hmm? What's wrong? Flillian."

Xin Meier's words were soft and gentle...just like she remembered him.

"Get down, I have something for you."

Fulilian didn't say what she wanted to give, and Xinmeier didn't ask either. Instead, he smiled and knelt on one knee in front of Fulilian.

It was as if the prince made his only vow to the princess he loved under the witness of the flying petals.

Fulilian was in a trance for a moment, then took out a wreath and put it on Xinmei'er's head.

The flowers that make up this wreath have a very beautiful name - Cang Yue Cao.

"You said this is a very beautiful flower from your hometown. You hope to let me see it one day."

At that time, Fulilian's answer was "Let's see if there is a chance"... and then it was left unresolved.

It wasn't until Xinmeier passed away, and until she wanted to understand humans...that she remembered.

"I really saw it, Xinmeier... Just as you said, it's very beautiful."

"...That's not something you would say, Fleury."

Xin Meier stood up and looked at Fulilian with eyes as tender as autumn water. "Will my future self become someone who can change you so much?"

Hearing this, Fulilian smiled.

"You have changed me a lot, Xin Meier."

"...That sounds really exciting."

Touching his chin, Xin Meir asked again.

"So... the sea of ​​blue moon grass you saw, compared to the sea of ​​blue moon grass I saw... which one is more beautiful?"

While posing, Xin Meier asked a rather narcissistic question.

"Well... I feel about the same."

"Shouldn't you say I'm more beautiful at this time?"

……

Suddenly, a loud shout and a wail were heard in the pure white room.

"Doctor! You've been slacking off in my room again!"

"Whoa!"

The staff brushed past the hair, making a series of sounds of breaking through the air.