Alien world

Chapter 1161 83. Death of Prince Aidan
The closer they got to the World Tree, the more lush and vigorous the grass became, gradually growing taller than their waists, obscuring their vision as if they were being shrunk - and the World Tree that reached deep into the starry sky only deepened this illusion.

Teddle squatted in front of a small patch of blood and used his sword to clear away the blood-stained grass.

"The human prince was badly injured."

"He has forced the use of the divine weapon so many times." Annan thought it was normal.

Since it is a power that does not belong to you, you have to pay the price.

But the blood was still fresh, which meant that Prince Aidan had not gone far, and they were very close.

Pushing aside the waist-high grass, Annan and Taidel approached the World Tree.

"careful!"

At a certain moment, Teddel pushed Annan away with a scream, raised his sword and collided with an afterimage.

clang--

Sparks flew with a crisp sound, freezing the attacking Prince Aidan, and then he swung the dagger in his left hand, causing him to jump back and away.

"You want to fight an elf master with your seriously injured body?" Teddel made a beautiful sword flower.

The standard human longsword is thicker and longer than the elf longsword, but Taidel adapted quickly.

"You overestimate the skills of the elves!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Aidan suddenly launched an attack and fought with Tidel.

In order to avoid being kidnapped and hindering Taidel, Annan hid far away and harassed him with words.

"Why don't you keep going? Can't you hold on?"

"It's still time to surrender now and go back for dinner."

"Does your family know that you do these things?"

Aidan blocked Taidel's rain-like attack and knocked her away with a powerful fighting skill. He gasped and glared at Annan: "Shut up! Don't force me to crush your lover's soul!"

Annan shut his mouth.

But even if he didn't say anything, Aidan could hardly hold on any longer.

Prince Aidan, who is close to the level of a great knight, is superior to Teddel in both skills and strength, but his serious injuries mean that he can only barely block the attacks of Teddel, a wizard, and he continues to become weaker.

Tydel became agile and gracefully absorbed the gravity like a moon goddess, forcing Prince Aidan to his knees.

"Where are their souls!?" she demanded.

"Defeat me first."

"You have already..."

Prince Aidan suddenly withdrew from the wrestling, launched a surprise attack with his fist, hitting Teddel hard in the abdomen, and then rolled over to create distance.

"Despicable behavior."

"The knight's creed is not only bravery and tenacity, but also the desire for victory." Prince Aidan smiled, then violently coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

"You're going to be unable to hold on."

"Yeah..." Prince Aidan showed a strange sense of regret and pulled out the artifact behind him. "So I can't play with you anymore..."

Just as Teddle was about to dodge, a lightning bolt as thick as a finger landed accurately on her body. Without any abnormality, Teddle lost her will and fell to the ground.

"Wow--"

Prince Aidan coughed violently, and then spurted out a large mouthful of blood, soaking the front of his shirt like a blooming blood flower. Everything in front of him was blurred, as if blocked by a layer of fog.

After dozens of seconds, he recovered and looked at An Nan who was approaching quietly with bloodshot eyes: "Don't worry, she just fell asleep."

Annan looked at Prince Aidan's weak appearance and refused to believe it. After all, he was just like that, and then he knocked Taidel unconscious. "Give me your weapon and I'll fight you again." "Do you know sword skills?"

"No, so can you let me go back and get a bow?"

Prince Aidan smiled and shook his head. He threw away the Eye of Rudolf in front of Annan and used the sword as a cane. "Convince me... to return your son of demigod and the soul of the elf."

Annan looked away from the artifact lying in the grass: "What if you can't convince me?"

"Don't say stupid things."

Annan was keenly aware that Aidan's motives and attitude had changed...something must have happened.

"What do you want me to say?"

"Let me change my mind and give up destroying the rules and starting a war between the elves and the kingdom."

"Have you ever thought about why the rules that you consider harsh exist?"

Annan still did not spoil the fun by taking out the Philosopher's Stone and playing it for Prince Aidan - mainly because this place was too close to the World Tree and the Philosopher's Stone could not be used normally.

“…If you are dissatisfied with this country, don’t complain or seek help from outside forces, but use your own strength to change it.”

At this point, Annan looked at him sadly: "You could have obtained a territory as a prince and implemented your benevolent rule there, but you didn't do it..."

"Why are you?"

"what why?"

"Why are you so confident?"

Annan's confidence as he spoke was so strong that it almost projected into the depths of Aidan's soul.

"Because... I can see further than all of you."

"Far?"

“What if there’s not enough cake to share? Will we fight over it until our heads are broken? This world is not just Wilhelm’s territory. Even the Allen Continent is only a small part of the world.”

"The whole world in your eyes is just a tiny ant's nest."

Prince Aidan was on the verge of falling, and the sword could no longer support his body, so Annan came over and supported him.

Aidan smiled and sat down on the ground leaning against Annan: "Even if what you said is true, what can you do..."

He couldn't last much longer.

Annan complained in his heart why the elves hadn't arrived yet, and spoke faster: "What era is the new millennium of the Saint Laurent calendar? It won't be a person or a thing, but a new era led by me. When the literacy rate of the people of other forces is only in the single digits, the fools controlled by the lords can't even write their own names, and they and their descendants can only do the same jobs, in the distant Free City, everyone can read and become an alchemist apprentice, a wizard apprentice, and a knight's squire."

Aidan was already somewhat confused, but he could still hear Annan's hidden intention: "You want to change the world?"

"Why not? The elven calendar is 40,000 years, and the Saint Laurent calendar is 1,000 years. In other words, people live the same way as they did 41,000 years ago. Except that the land is bigger, there is more magic, and the creatures have changed over and over again, but it's still the same."

"The war never stops. All intelligent life is still like wild beasts, running for the most basic thing: survival. They never look up to the sky."

Aidan followed Annan and raised his head, and his blurry vision could only see a blue color.

"You're right... If only I had known you earlier..."

"It's not too late."

But Annan knew that Prince Aidan was going to die.

Annan still had many words and ideals that he had not yet expressed, and many questions to ask, but he said nothing. He quietly watched Prince Aidan try to raise his head, trembling unwillingly, but his head drooped weakly lower and lower.

"Annan... the soul is in Rudolf's eyes... it's yours... don't trust the elves, they are not as... beautiful... and... be careful... of the... poets..."

He sighed one last time with all his strength:
"My efforts... have been... all this time... and what do they count for..."

(End of this chapter)