The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 377 I just want to save my sister
Melina came down from the Lord's Lift, looking a little lonely.

Riding the spirit horse Torret, Melina passed through the forbidden area and the arena, looking at the once magnificent but now ruined royal city, wandering aimlessly in the Altar.

She saw Mongot and Lance Sanks coming out of the arena to report their work; she saw the song and dance troupe heading to the arena to add fuel to the fire of the passionate warriors; she saw Patch following Tanith's butt to greet her; she saw Huge portraits of Knock and Magri holding their babies were posted everywhere, advertising the caravan's maternal and infant services and newborn discounts.

Many faded ones walked side by side with the witches, talking and laughing, heading towards the arena, trying to prove their worth in battle.

The trees were squeaking, and the birds were in flocks, pecking and combing each other's feathers.

Melina lowered her eyes, caressing Toret's mane, and dismounted to comb it.

"Look at them all in pairs, are you envious?" Michaela suddenly jumped out and leaned on Melina's shoulder, her blond hair teasing Melina's cheek.

Melina glanced at him and quietly kicked the bench under Michaela's feet.

"Is this reasonable?" Michaela dropped her butt, "I'm just an illusion, how could you hit me."

"And I'm a ghost," Melina said. "I thought if I could hit you, I could hit you."

Michaela smiled helplessly and rubbed her messy blond hair:

"You're not in a good mood."

Melina didn't say anything, just combing Toret's hair in a muffled voice.

Michaela didn't say anything, and watched with a smile as Melina combed her mane. After combing her mane, she still stared at her.

With her back to Michaela, Melina continued combing her hands unconsciously, and finally braided her mane thinly.

After braiding one thread, he looked back and saw that Michaela was still staring at him, so he turned back and braided another thread.

"You can't hold it in anymore, you can talk to me." Michaela held her hands to her mouth and whispered to Melina.

Melina turned around expressionlessly and stepped aside, revealing Torrett who had already braided her hair.

The thick mane was carefully combed into several braids, like white wheat ears, with one braid on each side, two braids spread on the back, and a circular braid between the two corners. , organize other hair in series.

Exactly the same hairstyle as Michaela.

Michaela laughed when she saw Torrett's new haircut, ran forward, and caressed Torett's faded mane.

Torrett didn't resist and rubbed Mikayla's face affectionately.

"Even if it's just a false touch, Torett is still so reassuring." Michaela hugged Torett, glanced over and looked at Melina:
"Don't be too sad, just cry if you want."

Melina waved her hands repeatedly:
"Inexplicable, don't act like a scumbag who thinks he understands girls' thoughts."

"But I do understand." Michaela smiled, and he pointed his head, "This is like telepathy. I heard that biological sisters can easily have this kind of telepathy."

"You understand again?"

Michaela stopped smiling and sighed: "Meimei, I know you don't want to die, we can find another way."

"Who said I'm scared to death?"

"You came to discuss with me that day and asked if there was any other way to solve the problem at the junction. Didn't you just not want to die?"

"I'm not afraid of death." Melina said stubbornly, "I am the fire. 'Those who advance with the fire will one day encounter their destined death.'"

"Prophecy..." Michaela said, "But you just don't want to die."

"I'm not afraid."

Melina was like an angry cat, looking at Mikaela with hostility.

"I'm not saying you're afraid of death," Michaela said, "I'm saying you don't want to. Of course you're not afraid of death. But you really don't want to die, right? The seal has been lifted, and there are so many strong people who can With help, you could have stoked the flames and burned yourself at any time. But you didn't."

Michaela tilted her head and looked at Melina:
"I have seen too many people say that they want to die in front of me. Hybrids, platinum sons, people who are troubled by chronic diseases. My experience is that a person who wants to die will not have the opportunity to say that he wants to die in front of me. You want to die. In other words, what I mean is that you are shouting to me deep in your heart, longing for a reason to continue living. I gave them a reason, and they continued to thrive. "

Melina's eyes were a little wandering:
"There is still life in this world, and everything is still beautiful...I want to protect them..."

"But the more beautiful it is, the more I miss it."

Michaela wandered around Melina and hugged her neck:

"What you're afraid of is the world after the soul dies completely. What you're afraid of is the future that you can no longer perceive after death, aren't you."

"Poor Meimei." Michaela kissed Melina's cheek gently, "You should have faced your mission with the king you recognized, but your king opposed your sacrifice. Now I can take you there Xueshan is just a businessman, not the king who determines the era."

Michaela looked at her with pity:
"Without the existence of the one who agreed to become a king with you, without the king who can have a good time with you and agree on the future, you don't dare to go with peace of mind. You don't dare to be sure that your sacrifice can bring a better world. You don't dare to rest assured. Just let go and leave the world to these people, right?"

All Melina's stubbornness seemed to be melted away. She lowered her head and pursed her lips. All her pride and persistence suddenly disappeared.The only eye that was open was slightly sparkling.

Golden radiance swayed from Michaela's arms, warming Melina:
"This is nothing to be ashamed of. People must have some faith before they can die calmly."

"What should I do..." Melina murmured, "This is different from the prophecy and what my mother said..."

"How about... find a new king?" Michaela suggested, "As long as you ensure that someone strong enough will push the world to the next era as you wish, that's it."

Michaela touched the spirit horse's mane:

"Please Toret again, find a suitable king and complete your mission."

"Can't you do it?" Melina asked, "Can't your holy tree and your extremely pure golden law end this troubled world?"

"No way." Michaela sighed, "Even if we set up another sacred tree to honor, it still needs the approval of the golden tree. We still need to see the ring of law. Whether it is to get rid of the law, escape from the law, or show The law and the rings are like this ring, binding us tightly.”

Michaela and Melina clasped their hands, and the rings of different styles on their ring fingers complemented each other.

"Don't be too pessimistic. The border is getting better. I can feel this through my dreams. After being separated for a long time, they will eventually reunite." Michaela held Melina's hand and shook it.

He stretched out his hand to the corners of Melina's eyes, as if he wanted to wipe away the moisture from the corners of Melina's eyes.But when my fingers crossed it, it was still moist.

Michaela was stunned for a moment, then smiled:
"Let's look for a new king."

The illusions were raised around Michaela, and they fell to his fingertips one by one:

"How's Mongot?"

"He's a bad omen," Melina said.

"Geez, I thought Meimei you wouldn't discriminate against bad omens." Mikayla said.

"I won't, but even if you are willing to tolerate it, you won't encourage the birth of bad omens, right. We all know that bad omens are indeed diseases. When bad omens become king, they will also cause turmoil."

Melina shook her head: "Moreover, Menggert is still too hesitant in his heart. He doesn't have the courage to lead the times, and he doesn't have the king's grace. He's not good enough to be king."

Michaela said: "Then Brother Mengt's father, Godfrey, is brave enough, right?"

Melina shook her head again:

"King Gefulei is now obsessed with sword fighting all day long. He doesn't care about government affairs or the current situation."

"What does it matter? Strength is the reason for becoming king."

"But he doesn't want to be king," Melina said.

Melina held her forehead: "I heard the conversation between him and Selosiu. He is acting like this just to deliberately give way to Menggert and give him a chance to accumulate prestige. Really, how can it be so simple... a fundamental How can someone who doesn’t want to be a king be enough to become a king?”

Michaela thought for a while: "Latarn?"

"Let his pony be a god?"

"Then...Marlenia?"

"She..." Melina hesitated.

This seems to be a good choice. Malenia will obey Mikaela's instructions, and Mikaela's pure golden law is enough to save the world.

But something stopped Melina, sending ripples of doubt through her heart.Melina looked at Michaela's half-smiling expression, stared at it for a moment, and asked:

"Why did you come out now? Marlenia is now in the Holy Tree. Even though she went to Galid before, you didn't show up. Why do you show up now?"

"Because I think now is the last time." Michaela said, "Unfortunately, although I have confidence in her force, I have to admit that she cannot suppress Latarn. Brother Godwin is dead, no matter in the past, Still now, no matter when she wants to become king, she will have to fight Latarn. The Shattered War will start again, and it will end miserably again."

"Queen Malika's curse..." Feeling the delicate balance, Melina sighed softly.

After sighing, Melina asked:
"And now you show up."

"Because a turning point appeared." Michaela said, "A person with the dominance of Brother Godwin appeared."

"Who?"

"An unknown businessman." Michaela smiled.

Melina remained silent and looked at Michaela suspiciously, as if questioning his gaze.

"Are you looking down on me?" Michaela poked Melina's forehead.

"I was thinking that as a god-man, the king's partner, if you criticize the king, you are just flipping the cards to show off your own fetishes." Melina's voice was cold, "They are all men."

Michaela felt a little wronged and spread her hands and said:
"I didn't choose to become a god. It was two fingers that came to me. I just wanted to save my sister."

Michaela smiled:
"Well, let's think about it. In fact, I just wanted to say, what about the businessman?"

"But he is a businessman, not a king. He cannot decide the direction of the next era." Melina added, "And he has a tendency to have epilepsy."

Michaela said: "You can at least ask him for his opinion. Maybe he can provide some new ideas for your confusion and fear."

When Melina hesitated, Michaela disappeared, and the inexplicable ambiguous and trance-like atmosphere around her also dissipated.

A kind of guidance made Melina look back and see the nameless businessman walking this way.

"What are you doing here?" Wuming sat on the carriage and was passing by.

"It's okay, I'm giving Torrett a haircut." Melina said calmly.

"What's so good about this spirit horse? It's quite exquisitely groomed." Wuming looked at Torrett's exquisite braid, and it seemed inexplicably familiar.

"This horse can smell out who has the potential to be a king," Melina said.

Wuming passed by and waved to Lingma again.

The spirit horse took two steps back, not wanting to get close to Wuming at all. He tilted his head and sprayed two streams of soul water mist from the horse's nose.

"Not accurate at all." Wuming also sneered, looking down on each other with a horse.

Melina asked: "Why are you down here and not supervising work in the snow mountain?"

"Uh... I believe in the loyalty of employees." Wuming's eyes wandered, "And the snow-capped mountains are too cold for me, and I don't like it."

Wuming clasped his hands on his chest:

"I'm going to fulfill my promise as a businessman. It's just during this time to get Michaela's cocoon. We businessmen must be honest."

Melina rode on Torette and walked with Wuming for a while. She was silent all the way and finally asked:
"ask you a question."

"If the problem is too difficult, I hope you can pay some consulting fees." Wuming said, "I recently heard that busy people like us in high positions charge like this. We charge by the meter and sell our wisdom."

Melina said: "Mules and rickshaw pullers are also charged the same way."

Wuming was silent for a moment: "What do you want to ask?"

"...What will this world become?"

When Wuming heard this question, he sat upright for a while, seemingly shocked by the question. After a while, he said:
"Your question is as broad as if I asked you what you want to eat and you said casually."

"If you don't know, just say you don't know." Melina said.

"You should ask the old woman Jie Zhi this question." Wuming said, "Why are you asking me?"

"Yes, what are you asking for...you are not the person responsible for deciding the future era." Melina muttered, "I believed his lies..."

"What are you worried about?" Wuming asked, "I see you've been a little absent-minded lately."

"...It's still the same thing." Melina said, "The thing where my husband wanted to stop me."

"Burn yourself?"

Melina nodded: "What do you think?"

"How should I see it?" Wuming thought for a while and gave Melina a thumbs up, "Don't worry, I will definitely recruit all the high-quality customers and bring telescopes to see it."

"There is also an ink basin." Wuming added.

"Huh?" Melina didn't react.

"It's just a device to prevent the fire from being too dazzling and causing blurry vision. Of course, it's to take care of the needs of customers. I will definitely not wear any sunglasses and look directly at you with wide eyes." Wuming said, "Don't worry, girl, you can burn it. I will definitely see your heroic appearance in my eyes, remember it in my heart, and write it in the book!"

"...That is to say, you really want to see me burn to death?"

"In other words, that's called a great sacrifice." Wuming said, "There is nothing greater than the sacrifice of others."

Nameless eyes sparkle:
"Besides, you told me the reason why you want to burn yourself: you want to burn yourself to save the world. I quite recognize your will, your moral character, and your kindness. We are simply close friends! "

After Wuming finished speaking, he found that Melina remained silent.

"you are not happy?"

Melina smiled, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes became darker:
"Happy, why not happy."

Toret sneered at Wuming again, and walked away with Melina.

In a hidden corner of Yatan, Mengt and Lance Sanks cuddled up to enjoy the cool air.

Lance Sanks opened his mouth and moved toward Menggert's mouth.

Michaela suddenly appeared beside the two of them and bowed: "I'm very sorry to bother you two at this time."

The two were startled and quickly sat down.

"What's the matter with you?" Mengt frowned. He didn't think anything good would happen with Michaela's arrival.

"I have something to ask of you," Michaela said.

"what's up?"

"Unlock the seal."

"But I have solved it." Menggert said, "You can't be so ill-informed. My father has already gone to the snowy mountains."

"I'm talking about another seal." Michaela said, "The crazy... seal."

"Are you crazy?" Menggert was shocked.

Michaela sighed: "This world is becoming more beautiful because of a special power. I am able to reappear because of this beauty, but there are also people who are too nostalgic because of this beauty. Although she does not admit it, I think She has to come out, she doesn’t want to die.”

Mengt couldn't understand his incomprehensible words. Just Michaela's request just now made him extremely vigilant:

"What are you doing?"

Michaela smiled: "I just want to...save my sister."

(End of this chapter)