Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

The rain poured into her clothes and her hair, and she touched her body, the water had those particles in it.That appears to be sand.

The boy was also asking: "Why is there so much sand in this water? Is this drinkable?"

Violet looked up at the dark sky, the lightning pierced the night sky again, she saw the black clouds in the sky, and a huge black curtain like a distant mountain.She had never seen such a scene before, the huge black curtain was slowly moving towards them like a city wall.She suddenly remembered those moving sand dunes and the strange wind that circled them...

Thunder exploded overhead, like the muffled laughter of a god.

"There is no mercy in this world," Violet said, "Ariheth, we must leave."

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

"A sandstorm is coming," she said.

Chapter 11: Back to Self, One

Chapter 11: Back to Self, One

Nightmare Country——

"So, Kentin, you have recovered yourself?" Dara Kasha sat at the table and stared at the people in front of him.

"Yes, Kasha."

Today's Kentien is completely different from when they first met, Razor thinks so.

When we met for the first time, Kentien was crazy and warlike. He was covered in blood, his wounds festered, and he was as dirty as a freshly dug corpse.Now Kentien was more of a gentleman than anyone else.With his long hair cut short and his beard shaved, his face looked ten years younger.

After taking a bath, he changed into a formal attire decorated with feathers.The formal attire was very loose, like a robe, and most people would feel wrapped by the clothes when they wore it; but Kentien was tall and broad-framed, and his strong shoulders supported the clothes like the pillars of a temple.He just sat there and gave others a huge sense of oppression.

Dara Kasha said: "I am very happy that you can find yourself, Kentien. This is a very rare thing. There are four members of the pro-guards present, and only you and Lilith have relatively complete souls. The razor is still floating between yesterday and today, and I..." He smiled wryly, "I have long been broken into many pieces like my name, and what you see now is only a few percent of Dara Kasha .”

Kentien said: "Then the piece you left behind should be the best part."

"Every piece of mine has its pros and cons, but the current one is the most sensible part." The old man smiled kindly, his silver beard trembling, like an old scholar who had dedicated his life to learning.

Lilith asked him, "What about the rest of you?" The nightmare's chair had a thick cushion, and she knelt on it, her tail wagging slowly like seaweed.

He shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe I'm sleeping in a certain corner of the universe. I remember that at the end of the alchemy, I disintegrated myself in order to keep my soul. In this way, even if one soul is destroyed, the others can serve I survived."

Lilith said, "How many pieces did you divide into, Dara Kasha?"

"Greed and restraint, courage and cowardice, beauty and ugliness, arrogance and inferiority, madness and reason... There are many, maybe there are more. But I can't remember. It's just that every personality of mine is a unity of opposites. A single take out is a disaster.”

Lilith asked him, "Is reason too?"

"Yes, excessive rationality is also contrary to this world. After all, human beings are emotional animals. Absolute rationality means ruthlessness. As far as I am concerned, everyone present can sacrifice for a certain plan, and I will not drop a drop for it Tears, don't hesitate for half a second."

Lilith let out a low cry of feigned surprise, and then giggled; Kentien shook his head and said, "It's not like you"; the razor was sharpening; Netway was watching the razor sharpen.

"Where's the craziest one?" Kentien asked him.

"Maybe in a black hole." He waved his hand, "We'd better not talk about this—Lilith, have a glass of wine."

"Okay." Nightmare snapped his fingers, and conjured wine glasses and good wine in the dream.

Raising his glass, Dara Kasha said, "For your return, Kentien."

"There is no emotion in your blessing, I don't accept it." Kentien didn't raise his glass.

Dara Kasha shrugged and said with an innocent face: "It's not what I think - I need someone to do it for me, Lilith, Razor, please."

Lilith playfully rolled up the cup with her tail, and Razor toasted with her thoughts.Kentien glanced at them both and said, "Don't you two know how to use your hands?" But he still raised his glass.

"Back to you, brother," said Razor.

"Thank you." Firebird clinked glasses with the two, then raised the glass to Dara Kasha, and said, "I hope you come back quickly, Broken Man." After speaking, he drank it down.

Today, for the first time, they didn't discuss serious matters. They just reminisced about the old days together and helped each other recall the past.Kentien and Lilith have the most complete memories, Lilith remembers everything related to the razor; Kentien can recall his family and every battle of honor; Dara Kasha can't remember many things, but Can recall many magical spells, mathematical formulas and legal regulations.

Razor's mind was blurred, and sometimes he could remember, but someone in his body told him: Don't think about it.

They stayed in the dream for a long time before they came out.After leaving the dreamland, it was dawn outside.

He opened his eyes to find Netway sitting on the head of his bed.

"When did you wake up?" he asked.

"Since you guys started saying 'Exorcism'." She handed Razor a glass of water.

The razor rinsed his mouth with water, "Why didn't you tell me?"

She didn't answer.

Razor had a feeling that as he got closer to the past, Netaway got further and further away from him.He just wandered between past and present calipers, unable to touch either.

Dara Kasha is right, he thought, my soul is still wandering.

Kentien and Lilith both said to him last night: It's time for you to choose a position, Razor.

Razor is very decisive when fighting, but he is indecisive when encountering such emotional things.He always said things like "just wait" and "let it be".But he also knew in his heart that there was no point in waiting any longer.He has to make a decision.

At this moment, Knightway said to him: "Nat, I want to tell you something."

"what?"

"I found a way to make myself human." She gazed into Razor's eyes.

"Become... what?"

"People," she said.

Razor asked her, "Aren't you now?"

"I'm a gorefiend now, a lowly gorefiend."

Razor asked her, "Is there a difference?"

Netway replied: "Yes. Only by becoming a human can life continue, Nat, do you remember what I said? I want to start a family with you-and the family members are not just us two."

Razor stared at her and said, "I don't understand what you mean, you mean, are you fertile now?"

She nodded and said: "I learned this from Dara Kasha's library. I saw a book with nine hundred transformations of blood demons. I asked him about it and asked him Can I simulate a set of human organs for a long time? About ten months. From conception to childbirth.”

Razor couldn't believe it, "What did he say?"

"He said it's not difficult. It's in the book. If you don't understand it, you can ask him. He is willing to teach me."

Razor demanded, "Why did he teach you this?"

Netway froze for a moment, her expression was a little embarrassed, "Can't I learn this kind of magic, Nat?"

Razor explained: "No, of course you can learn! What I am wondering is what is Dara Kasha's motive? This is illogical! Netway, think about it, Dara Kasha wants me to stay with him He's a thug, but once I have a family, I'm sure I'll find a way out of the SS. He knows that, and he taught you—

"Will you quit the SS if I get pregnant!?" she said aloud.

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return to self, two

Razor froze for a moment, and said, "With your current posture, it's a little... a bit weird to say such words."

Little Nightaway took a look at her body and said, "Oh, it's kind of weird, I'm too small...in all sorts of ways. I still need some magic and some practice. About...a year is enough. Nat, I can do it."

"You..." Razor hesitated to speak.

Netway's love for him was too heavy for him to bear, he was afraid of letting this girl down.

When he fell asleep the next night, he went to see Dara Kasha alone.

The soul of Broken Dara Kasha was in the dream library, and of course Lilith's stupid head was empty of books, and the library was almost empty.So instead of reading books, Dara Kasha is adding books to the library.

"Master Dara Kasha, I have something to ask you." Razor asked him.

"Please tell me." The old man inserted a book about metal art products into the bookshelf.

"Why did you teach Knightway that kind of magic? What was your motive?"

Dara Kasha looked back at Razor and said, "You want to know?"

"Hurry up." He said impatiently.

The old man said: "She is a blood fiend, and a blood fiend is not qualified to be in the same room with us. I, Lilith and Kentian all think so."

Razor said: "If you drive her away, then I will leave together."

"That's the problem. Fortunately, she is a smart blood demon, and she knows how to make progress." A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face, "The first step to become a god is to become a human being. I want her to become a human being, and then Then let her join the personal guards. Netway's ability is actually very strong, but her bloodline is too low, as long as the bloodline problem is solved."

Razor said: "But Netway didn't become a human for this." She wanted to take me out of here, away from my current fate.

"This is your business, Razor, you have to choose." The Broken Man poked Razor's chest with his slender index finger, "You have merged with the soul of this life too much, you two are almost one. Fasnat's boy brought you confusion and cowardice. Razor, kill the boy in you."

Razor answered him, "You are mistaken, Razor is my false name, and Fasnat is my real name."

"Okay, let me put it another way." Dara Kasha withdrew his finger, "Fasnat, please return the razor to us. Release the god of war in your heart. We need his power!"

"Dara Kasha, both of my personalities want to exist. Unless you can divide me into two, there is no solution to this problem."

Razor said it casually, but he didn't expect Dara Kasha to slap the table immediately and said, "Split into two? Good idea! Razor, do you remember your previous reincarnation?"

"I seem to have been reincarnated several times in ancient times..." His memory is very vague, "It seems that I was seriously injured or died in battle, and then you transferred my soul to other bodies?"

Dara Kasha said: "Basically, the soul of the god of war is immortal, and changing the body is commonplace. I have a plan now, and I will perform a surgical operation on your soul."

"what?"

"Surgery," he repeated. "Razor and Fassnut, two souls grow together like Siamese twins, and I'm going to separate you."

Razor still didn't understand, "What about after separation?"

"Let me tell you from the beginning." Dara Kasha took a pen, explained to him while drawing spells and pictures, and said, "First, I want to build a new body to hold Razor's soul. Then , I split your present soul in two. The one with the razor went to the new body, and the old one was returned to the boy named Fasnat. In the end, Razor stayed and continued to serve as the bodyguard; Fasnat Take the blood demon and leave, what do you want to do, how about it?"

Razor pondered for three seconds, and then the two souls in his body replied together: "You are such a genius, Lord Dara Kasha."

"I need the help of Lilith and Kentien, oh, go and invite the spirit of the Earth Mother, the more helpers the better."

"I'll do it right away!"

On the night of the third day, everyone came to Lilith's dream together.Razor, Natway, Kentien, Dara Kasha, Lilith herself, Isrit, the spirit of the earth mother, and this time there are two more new guests-the spirit of the earth mother brought a baby and One train.

Isrit introduced: "This is the real spirit of the father, the creation of the witch of truth Maria Mafa Macent; this is the lord of all flowers and colors, the real dragon Chenel. I invite this The two demigods joined me to fight against Haili... that evil god, and now we are allies."

Although Esriette referred to these two as "half-gods", their appearance was really worrying.The Spirit of the Father is a baby with a pacifier, and the Lord of All Flowers is a quail.So much so that Dara Kasha wanted to shake hands with them but didn't know where to hold them.

Lilith looked at the dragon, folded her arms and smiled, "Chichi, I really want to know, what kind of stupid dragon would pass its thoughts to a quail?"

The Lord of All Flowers flapped his wings angrily, and said: "Bitch, the dragon is different from the nightmares you people try to get! The dragon is very strict when choosing a successor. The dragon doesn't care about the appearance of the creature, he only cares about it." I will choose the greatest soul to be my successor, even if it is... a quail." The more she spoke, the softer she was.

Lilith covered her face and snickered, "It's still a quail."

Razor thought they would quarrel if this went on, so he ordered Lilith to shut up.As soon as he opened his mouth, Princess Nightmare fell silent.

Yisruite then said to everyone: "We have locked the location of the evil god, but sealing the evil god is not that simple. Haili...I mean, that..."

Lilith asked, "Why don't you dare to say his full name? Helimo..."

Isrit shouted: "Stop!"

"Oh." Lilith covered her mouth.

Yisruite looked at Hualong and said, "Are you okay?"

Hualong was stunned for a while, then said, "It's almost gone."

"That's fine."

Next, Estherite explained the "prohibited words" to everyone.After listening to the reason, Dalakasha nodded solemnly, and said: "The fact that the flower dragon can lose its life because of its memory means that the magic power of Haili Mod still exists in the world, and its power remains unchanged. The great land Mother Spirit, you must seal him. For this world, and for you and your people."

"Of course I know, Lord Priest." Isrit rubbed her forehead, "But this matter is not so easy to settle. Our current plan is simple and reckless. The success rate is only..."

"Thirty percent." The baby said like a grown man.

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back to self, three

Dara Kasha glanced at the baby and asked, "What do you want to do?"