The Fool of the Gods

Fang Shiqing remembered everything.

She remembered the clown summoned by the mask, the chaos caused by the clown on the battlefield, the [Laughter and Taunting] under the void, and the figure climbing down from the conjugate whispering tree.

Most importantly, she remembered the name of the clown.

Cheng Shi!

This "friend" who had rejected her invitation in the past, re-entered her memory in such a strange form.

Fang Shiqing felt mixed emotions, including touching, appreciation, admiration, and praise.

But none of these complex expressions were expressed, only a knowing smile appeared on the face that was originally full of fear and panic.

This smile was like a red sun rising on the top of the mountain, illuminating the entire road of fire transmission.

It was so beautiful that it was beyond description.

Even the [Flame of Hope] was stunned.

"You..."

"What's wrong with me? Is there anything else? If not, we can talk when I come back. I really need to go find him."

"......Is this what you humans call a pull......"

"Don't say bad words!"

"......" The candlelight on [Hope Fire] stagnated, and it moved away listlessly, "I'm injured, and I need Qingqing to comfort me to get better."

"I'll comfort you when I come back. Goodbye!"

Fang Shiqing smiled and walked away. [Hope Fire] stared at her back, and the flame swayed left and right. I don't know what she was thinking.

The road to passing on fire is long. Not long after she walked, she ran into Bailing who ran in in a panic.

But strangely, when Bailing saw Fang Shiqing, she suddenly regained her composure.

Fang Shiqing glanced at her thoughtfully and asked with a smile:

"Why are you so flustered?"

Bai Ling jumped over and took her hand, grinning:

"I had a nightmare and was so scared, but I was no longer scared the moment I saw Sister Qing.

Sister Qing, I feel like you are radiating light, so bright."

"You are so stupid! I don't have time to talk to you. I have something to tell him. We'll talk later."

Fang Shiqing patted Bai Ling's hand and continued to walk forward, but she stopped and turned around after walking two steps, asking inexplicably:

"Hey, I suddenly remembered, what was the name of the knight team priest we met in the trial just now?

I reviewed the whole trial, but I couldn't remember his name..."

After hearing this, Bai Ling frowned slightly as if she was thinking, but her hands behind her back tightly pinched her waist.

Her back was covered in sweat.

"It seems to be called...Lyer?"

Fang Shiqing suddenly realized:

"Yes, yes, Lyer, um, I remember, I'm leaving first, we'll talk later."

Fang Shiqing turned around and left, her pace getting faster and faster, and the sunshine she exuded became stronger and stronger.

She could hear that Bailing's heartstrings were in turmoil, which meant that Bailing probably remembered everything in the last trial.

But she didn't want to pursue it, nor did she want to say too much. She just needed to know that Bailing had just lied to her, that was enough.

The defender of the city learned to protect the beauty in his heart.

And this little bird learned very quickly.

Bailing looked at her leaving figure and pursed her lips tightly.

She was thinking of someone in her mind, but this person was not Fang Shiqing who left.

A sentence echoed in her heart, and this sentence was:

I can't say it!

After a while, in the void, the Fire Transmission Hall.

Fang Shiqing saw that majestic figure again, the founder of the Firebearer, the Firebearer's magic needle.

He was writing at his desk, Fang Shiqing walked quickly to the shore and slapped the conjugate whisper petals in her hand on the table.

"Dong."

The man raised his head, glanced at the petals, and smiled.

"Why, did you get it?"

"You don't seem surprised?" Fang Shiqing said unhappily.

"If the things that the fire seekers have been thinking about can't be brought back, the Firebearers don't deserve to talk about protecting the beauty."

"..." Fang Shiqing laughed angrily, "Don't say it so easily, and don't make me sound so great. This is not my credit, this is..."

The man stopped writing, stood up and looked at her, and smiled: "What is it?"

Fang Shiqing's eyes darkened, and then became bright in an instant.

"It's the credit of all the firebearers!"

"Pah pah pah! Well said."

The man laughed: "I think we need to set up a position of motivation officer, and you are very suitable."

"......"

Fang Shiqing stared at the man in front of her for a long time, and suddenly asked:

"You are in a good mood, do you have good news?""So obvious? It's not good news, but at least it's not bad news.

For those of us who walk on the tightrope, as long as it's not bad news, it's good news."

"What good news?"

"They were fooled. Someone just told me that those self-righteous [God's Chosen] were fooled."

Fang Shiqing was stunned and asked in surprise: "Who? [Them]?"

"No, no, no, I don't know who it is, but he is very interesting...

You don't need to know too much, because there is also someone involved... Forget it, it's unlucky, let's not mention her.

Before you meet her, you don't need to know who she is, otherwise it will only increase your bad luck if you attract her interest.

Okay, let's talk about your business. It seems that you are not here just for this petal."

Indeed, Fang Shiqing originally wanted to send this petal that was dissipating its power so that the Dinghai Shenzhen in front of her could turn it into a shadow oath potion.

But now, she is not in a hurry.

The reason for this change was naturally because some wonderful stories suddenly appeared in her memory, and although these stories were short, they still gave her great inspiration.

No, it should be said that they gave her huge inspiration beyond imagination.

Fang Shiqing glanced at the petals on the table, and hesitated to speak.

She wanted to speak again and again, but she didn't know how to repeat Cheng Shi's exciting remarks in the void.

Because she knew that the man in front of her was extremely sharp, as long as she spoke, he would definitely guess that someone had infused her with this idea, and then ask who that person was.

Fang Shiqing didn't want to say Cheng Shi's name.

Because she felt that she was not the one who was infused, but the one who took the initiative to accept it.

So she hesitated, she was entangled, and she didn't know how to speak.

The man saw all this and smiled again.

He was much more sharp than Fang Shiqing imagined.

"It seems that our firewood seeker has his own secret.

It doesn't matter. Since you think this secret should not be told to me, then..."

The man took a step back, took out a syringe from under the desk, and placed it on the table.

"This is..." Fang Shiqing was slightly stunned and asked in confusion.

"A creation of [Memory], an SS-level item, a memorial item.

Just touch yourself lightly with it, and then think about the memories you want to erase, and it will help you cover them all.

Don't underestimate it because it's just an SS-level item. Its effect is at the level of a divine relic, but..."

Fang Shiqing widened her eyes and murmured to herself:

"Consumable?"

"Bingo, it's a consumable."

"But this is you..."

"This is the Firebringer." The man interrupted her and smiled more brightly. He said very seriously, "We always believe in our companions. If you are not ready to tell me this secret, it only means that I shouldn't know this secret.

And this is also you, Ms. Fang Shiqing, and one of the beauties that you, the Firebringer, have to protect.

As the initiator of the Firebringer, I will only be happy about this.

You should use it, and you need to use it."

Fang Shiqing never denied that a large part of the reason why she joined the Firebringer was because of the personality charm of the man in front of her.

She always felt that with such a person leading them, the Fire Bearers would definitely be able to walk out of the path of Fire Bearing.

So she nodded heavily, then carefully sorted out her language logic, brewed her own words, and after taking a few deep breaths, she finally said what she had been holding back in her heart.

"I think...

The will of the city builders is too conservative."

"..."