I don't want to be a heroic spirit

So much so that after being woken up, Fulilian kept muttering to herself beside Jian.

"If you could get up, wash, and dress yourself, wouldn't you have to endure this torture?"

That’s what Jian said to Fulilian.

However, Fulilian grumbled.

"I understand all these things...but can't I do this?"

"Look at your tone, are you quite proud?"

Fulilian did not ask about the demons that appeared last night because she believed that those demons must have died at the hands of Jian.

Afterwards, Xu Turk also came to find Jian, and as expected, he also wanted to ask about the beautiful dream he had last night.

And the answer that Jian gave to Hugh Tark was similar to what he said to Philen.

"I'm going to take you somewhere, and on the way I'm going to explain to you what you want to know."

Hugh Tark frowned and asked again: "Then, where are we going?"

Ash thought for a moment and pointed to a big mountain near Skol.

"It seems to be over there...if I remember correctly."

"...Why does it feel so unreliable?"

The expression on Hugh Turk's face became strange.

After packing their luggage, Jian and the others continued their journey.

With Jianlai leading the way, several people walked along a mountain road.

You can vaguely see traces of people walking on this road, but these traces were obviously left a long time ago, and weeds have begun to grow on this road.

"Where should I begin..."

While being careful to avoid plants that might get caught in clothes, Ash began to narrate.

"A long, long time ago... well, not that long ago, just a few hundred years ago."

"At that time, there was a very powerful magician."

"Because it was so long ago, people today know very little about that magician. What little we know about him comes mostly from the notes he left behind on his magical research."

"Through analysis of his magic notebooks, people discovered that the magician devoted himself to studying the magic of immortality and prolonging life in the first half of his life, and in the second half he began to study resurrection and magic related to the soul."

Listening to Jian's story, both Philen and Xiutark had a suspicion in their minds...

"That magician researched these spells... probably for someone, right?"

Moreover, it should be someone who is seriously ill or has a short life span, but is very important to him.

At the same time, an impulse surged in their hearts, making them eager to ask Jian whether the magician had succeeded.

However, reason made them shut up.

The magic of immortality and the magic of resurrection...that kind of absurd magic, it's impossible for it to exist no matter how you think about it, right?

That no longer falls into the category of magic, but belongs to the realm of miracles. Only the legendary goddess of creation can perform such a miracle, right?

Ash continued to narrate.

"That magician failed. He might have been a genius in the field of magic in his time, but his talent was still within the human realm. He failed to succeed in either the magic of immortality or the magic of resurrection."

"But... he was indeed a genius. Before his death, he did create the world's most advanced spiritual magic, which is the true form of Skor's Dream Soul Festival."

Hearing this, a hint of understanding flashed in the eyes of Xutalk and Philen.

"That great magic is used to force a person into a dream, where they will see people who are already dead or will never see each other again. However, each time this magic is activated, it takes a year to gather magic power, and it can only be activated again after a year."

"The magician probably created this magic because he realized he could no longer see important people in real life, so he wanted to see them in his dreams this way...even if it was just self-deception."

When Jian said this, both Philen and Xiutalk heard a hint of sadness in her tone.

To be able to create such a powerful magic, the magician must be a brilliant person. However, even such a remarkable existence still lowered his proud head in the face of the cruelty of reality.

"Okay, we're here."

When Xiutalk and Feiren were feeling heavy-hearted, Ash's voice brought them back to their senses.

What caught the eyes of several people was a tree.

The tree was so thick that even if the four of them held hands, they might not be able to wrap their arms around it.

The roots of the giant tree have partially risen out of the ground, making it difficult to approach it.

The tree exudes a very ancient atmosphere. I don’t know how many years it has stood here and how many times it has witnessed the coming and going of spring and autumn.

Standing under the tree, the huge difference in size made Philen and the others instinctively feel awe.

"Master Jian, this is..."

Philen couldn't help but asked directly.

"The records left by that legendary magician are almost entirely about the magic he studied. There are only a few sentences related to his life. The general meaning seems to be... 'I once planted a tree. It was planted by my wife before she passed away. I hope that after it grows tall and majestic, I can be buried under it with my wife.'"

Upon hearing this, Philen looked blankly at the giant tree in front of him.

"So, this tree is... the one that the magician and his wife planted together back then?"

However, Jian's answer was beyond her expectations.

"No, I do not know."

Facing Philen's blank gaze, Jian shrugged helplessly, "After all, so many years have passed. It's impossible to investigate anymore. There are very few relevant records. People today can only guess."

"Although there are indeed two tombstones under the tree, they are both blank. There is nothing to identify them, and it is impossible to confirm whether they belong to the magician and his wife. Perhaps someone else found this place beautiful and was buried here as well."

460

Chapter 460 I want to try to believe.

The closer you get to the giant tree, the fresher the air around you seems to be, giving you a feeling of cleansing both your body and mind.

The snow has long melted and spring is beginning to emerge.

Next to the giant tree, Jian and others saw two stone tablets without any words on them, and several flowers blooming brightly next to the stone tablets.

These flowers are not as gorgeous as roses nor as pure as other flowers, but they make the two stone tablets look less lonely and add some beautiful colors.

Philen squatted beside the stone tablet, raised his hand to touch it, and his fingers slid across the traces eroded by time.

Xiutark murmured, "It really is a wordless monument... not a single word."

“It’s not just a monument without words.”

Jian whispered, "Although I just called it a tombstone, in reality, there's neither a body nor burial objects underneath. It's not even a cenotaph. There's nothing here except these two stone tablets."

"One of the Seven Collapse Sages, [Miracle] Graosam, has been to this village before. He's the only person known to be able to resist the Dream Soul Festival's magic, but he's only capable of resisting it. He doesn't fully understand the principles behind the Dream Soul Festival."

"He probably came here for the great magic, right? However, he doesn't seem to have found its source. I heard that Graosam also came here and dug up these two graves, but found them empty and left with nothing."

"It's because even Graosam didn't find anything useful that the magicians in this world gradually lost interest in the great magic here. As for Fulilian's master... I always feel like she must know something, but Fulilian and I don't dare ask her. Even if we did, she wouldn't say anything anyway."

When talking about Celia, Ash's tone was not very good.

However, unlike Frillian, the emotion Frillian felt when talking about Celia was a bit like the awe a poor student would have for an extremely strict teacher, mixed with a hint of estrangement... Perhaps it was because Frillian felt that she and Celia "had different paths and could not work together."

As for Jian...it was because she was hiding a secret, but she had no confidence that she could remain hidden from Celie, which made her feel guilty.

When he was taking the exam in the Magic City before, Philen had inexplicably had this feeling...Zhen seemed to be subconsciously avoiding Celiai and was unwilling to meet Celiai, but that feeling only appeared for a moment and was quickly ignored by Philen.

Looking at the two stone tablets, a doubt suddenly arose in Philen's mind.

"Then... after the magician dies, will he meet his wife in the place where his soul rests?"

"Who knows?"

Ash shrugged. "Perhaps by the time he reaches the Soul Resting Place, his wife has already been reincarnated... Ouch!"

Jian's knee hurt because Fulilian, who had been silent beside her, suddenly kicked her.

"Your words like that will make Philen sad enough to cry, right?"

"Flillian, you can now understand other people's expressions. I suddenly feel a little relieved."

Turning her gaze away from Ash, Fulilian looked at Philen and spoke in a firm tone.

"Don't worry, the magician will definitely be able to see his wife in the Soul Resting Place."

There was no reason, no basis, it was just that Fulilian wanted to believe it.

only because……

"If we don't think this way, then many people still alive in this world won't be able to face death peacefully, right? That would be very difficult, wouldn't it?"

Looking at Fulilian's peaceful smile, Philen suddenly felt dazed.

……

"Phiren, do you believe in the existence of the goddess?"

At that time, the old Haita sat on the steps and asked this to Philen.

Frankly, Fearon didn't believe in the existence of the goddess... If the goddess really existed, then why was her village destroyed by the demons? Why were her parents killed by the demons? Why were they left alone?

However, she knew that Lord Haita, who adopted her, was a monk and a believer of the Goddess, so she did not express her true thoughts, but said them in a tactful way.

"So far, no one or anything has been able to prove the existence of the goddess, Lord Haita."

"That's right..."

Haita kept smiling, the wrinkles on his face were pushed out, and his eyes were shining with an incomprehensible light.

"But I want to try to believe in the existence of the goddess...Fellen."

"Because I believe the goddess is real. I believe that after I die, the goddess will touch my head and praise me for the good things I have done in this life. That's why I embarked on the journey of saving the world with Xin Meier and the others, and why I did so many good things while I was alive."

"Philen... Humans will make themselves believe in things in life, even if they are false, imaginary, or unrealistic. People believe in them... because they can make our lives better, allowing us to make the right choices without confusion. Without faith, we won't be able to move forward."

"I hope the goddess exists, and that those who do good deeds will not sink into nothingness after death, but be taken to heaven by the goddess... If I don't try to believe this, I'm worried that I won't be able to face my own death peacefully, and that I'll be so frightened that I'll do something extreme when facing death."

"That's right... If the goddess didn't exist, I would have a huge headache."

……

Coming back to his senses from his trance, Philen looked up at Fulilian again with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

"Yes, that magician will definitely be able to see his beloved wife after his death."

There was no special reason or solid basis. The reason why Philen believed this was simply because...

"If I don't, I'll have a huge headache."

……

30 years after the death of the brave Sinmeier.

After interacting with the soldiers at the checkpoint, Fulilian returned to the team.

"They said that if you want to pass through the border, you need to go through the inspection, and it will take at least three days."

Fulilian informed the others of the results of the interaction.

"Does that mean we need to stay in this city for three days?"

Jian touched his chin and said calmly, "Not that long."

Philen expressionlessly began to complain about Fulilian: "After all, Lady Fulilian once stayed in a village for half a year just to find a flower. Compared to this, three days seems like nothing."

"I'm sorry, I'm already reflecting on it..."

Freelian once again showed the same expression as the Bilibili TV character.

It seems that the incident at that time made Philen very resentful towards Fulilian. Even after so much time has passed, Philen still talks about it from time to time.

Xu Tark couldn't empathize with Philen because he joined the travel team much later than Philen. When he joined, Fulilian had already corrected her bad habit because of Philen.

All I can say is that Hugh Tarker is lucky, and it is Philen who has to bear all the hardships.

Seeing the interaction between the few people, Jian couldn't help but chuckle.

When looking at Fulilian, Philen and Shuttalk, Ash would occasionally be in a trance and see Habertlot, Mash and the Black Knight.

Jian knew that she was influenced by the master of the spiritual base, and what she saw belonged to the master of the spiritual base.