because i am stel

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4k5, one more salted fish_(:з」∠)_

No.70 Section [-] · Seeking the wind of the past

far past.

Some moonless night.

In the darkness, the fiery-haired Sarkaz woman slowly opened her eyes.

She stretched out her hand, groping for the only light around her.Her movements were clumsy and stiff, and she failed several times until the sword fell into her hand.

"Levantine," she said softly.She held the sword tightly.

— "What's going on? Sylter."

——"Did you go to a very bad dream world?"

The girl didn't answer, just trembling slightly, exhaling, inhaling, her beating heart showed no sign of stopping.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that she hummed softly from the tip of her nose.

"Well, it's terrible. It's a terrible dream world. It's a world I had an impression of in my previous life. It's...Legend of Sword Wind."

Legend of Sword Wind, a dark world.One, the world she once told Levantin about.

——"...That was an amazing dream. Shirtel, did you escape back?"

Sword might want to comfort her, but the girl just shook her head slowly.

"No, I won." The girl said softly: "I won to the end. I went deep into hell, I stepped on the corpses of the five gods, and faced the bottom of the abyss transformed by all human evil thoughts for thousands of years. Then, I ...burned the abyss."

She seemed to have returned to that moment, to the end of the war that she had single-handedly started—with all the desires for peace in the world as firewood.Flowing fire fell from the sky, straight to the end of the eternal night.

Everyone suffers.

And all suffering, in that special world, has turned into the source of the abyss after thousands of years of prayers and curses.

But the abyss, in turn, aggravates the misery of the world, further spawning more prayers and sufferings.

So, forever loop.

If you leave it alone, sooner or later, this universe will expand and proliferate like the Warhammer worldview.Spread the hatred that was originally confined to one star to the endless starry sky.

So come yourself.

Come on your own and end it all before it becomes irreparable.

Flowing fire fell.

See for yourself hell burn.

Seeing the infinite deformed monsters born of curse and hatred burn and collapse in the flames.

Seeing the tentacles of the abyss, the hands of the five gods who gathered a lot of suffering and pain, no longer survived in the flames.

then.

The abyss waits at the end of the world.

The endless tidal wave of bad karma came upon her at the cost of the sacrifice of all her servants—just as she had determined to bring down the abyss from the beginning.The abyss has also longed for her from the very beginning.

The old hell, will die—this is a feast carefully prepared by the abyss to entertain her arrival.

And at this price, in the brand-new hell, the endless tide of sinful karma will gain the first and only violent monarch.

All the suffering, all the pain, all the torment for thousands of years——when she ignited the abyss, the abyss also poured everything in this world into the flame——

In reality, the girl opened her eyes.

"Burned to death, beaten to death, starved to death, thirsty to death, fell to death, sick to death, pierced by a sword, split by an axe, impaled by a spear, thrown into a pool of snakes, thrown into a stone mill..."

"Gouging out the eyes, pulling out the teeth, peeling off the skin, breaking off the hands and feet, throwing them into the desert to expose them to the sun, and cooking them in boiling water..."

"It hurts... Levantin, it really hurts. I passed out because of the pain, and woke up because of the pain. A hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred million times, Until the eternal night turns into the extreme day. Until only the crimson fire remains at the end of the abyss..."

"Hey, Levantine." She stretched out her hand, touching the lightless night. "Is everything I've suffered worth it?"

Jian didn't answer her, just lay quietly in her arms, in sync with her body temperature.

"That's true." However, the girl knew Jian's answer. "Whether it's worth it or not depends on me after all. And the conclusion I came to is..."

Her hand touching the night sky clenched into a fist.

"Sure enough, I'm still too weak." She said softly, "If I can be a little stronger, or bring the power of Terra over here, maybe I won't be so uncomfortable."

She lowered her fist.

"Levantin, tell me, can I become stronger? Not only strong in the world of Terra, but pervasive in many dream worlds, in the true sense, universal in nature?"

She thought it might be difficult for her to get an accurate answer.

However, Sword responded to her after a brief silence.

"You've actually been getting stronger all the time, Sylter. Whether it's in this world or in other worlds."

"Eh? Is that so? But why..."

"Because you haven't reached the threshold. It's like a door that you have to turn the key once to open. Before you turn it a full turn. Whether it's a quarter turn, half a turn, or nine-tenths of a turn. Circle, the door in front of you, there will be no movement or possibility of opening—”

"—do you remember the extraordinary path I told you before?"

"Well, I still remember." The girl nodded. "An incorruptible body, an immortal soul, inexhaustible energy, and an indestructible mind. If one is satisfied, one is on the path to transcendence. If all are satisfied, one is a fake god. It is a mortal thing that lives and dies in the evening."

"Yes." Sword replied. "When you were on Terra, when you held me, you had inexhaustible flames. And your long years of tempering gradually gave you an indestructible body. But other than that, your heart and The soul is still weak. Even if you are much stronger than the mortals on this land in this respect. But just like a key that has not been turned enough, before reaching the limit, you are just a mere mortal.”

"When you enter the dream world, I will not be by your side, and your body will change. Therefore, you always have to start from scratch in other worlds. However... Take this world of Sword Wind Legend as an example. Do you think, apart from you, other ordinary people on this land can survive until the moment of final victory?"

The girl thought for a while and realized something.

"Levantin, what do you mean..."

"You are already on the road of forging an unfallen heart, Shirtel. This long experience and tribulation will become the cornerstone under your feet. And one day, you will usher in a transformation."

"Your steadfast mind will be shaken. Your repressed desires will overflow. The pain you could bear will be unbearable. The delicate emotions you could have suppressed in your heart will be liberated-and that day will inevitably come. It will come, sooner or later. You will be forced to face your true self at that moment. And no matter what the result is, after that, your mind will completely break away from the limitations of ephemeral species and enter immortality."

"And when the transformation begins, your dream journey will surely undergo some changes."

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Shirtel blinked, and when she came back to her senses, she found herself standing on the street of Chernobog.

——What happened to me recently?Why are you always absent-minded, and just wander off from time to time.Is it because of too frequent dreaming, or because I am too busy during this time?

There is always something tumbling in my head, like some old, long-standing, nostalgic things undulating in the depths of the sea of ​​memory.I wanted to grab it, but it became blurred the moment before I touched it.Consider it carefully, but don't feel that there is any urgency.

——Is it very important?not like.

——Then, is it the one that is of great significance, but it doesn't matter if you let it go?possible.

She subconsciously stroked Levantin who was suspended behind her, and the temperature of the sword was synchronized with her body temperature.

——It doesn't matter, as long as Levantin is by my side.As for the others... When they become urgent to me, I will naturally recall the corresponding things.

So she went on.

Take two steps and stop.Turning his head, the familiar aroma was introduced into his nose.

Ah...what a coincidence.

She saw the ice cream truck again, and again the uncle Ursus who sold ice cream.Compared with the panic and panic when we met last time, the uncle is much calmer now.The things at hand are constantly busy, and there are many customers who come to buy ice cream.

Is it a coincidence?

No.

It should be said that it was precisely because of the smell of ice cream that I came back to my senses and stopped when I passed by.

——It can also be regarded as fate.

thought Miss Steele—of course she wasn't planning to make a new friend.But since I met ice cream, of course I can't leave empty-handed.So, she walked over and lined up, and this unobstructed pretty Sarkaz face did not cause much commotion.And when the queue reached her, she bought three ice creams.

Eat one by yourself and put two in a bag.

Starting from here, not far away is the Azsaal Clinic which accommodates a large number of wounded patients.And she still remembered that she had a unilateral appointment to attend.

——Talulah Atrias... Ah, I said before, if you survive to the second day, I will bring you a sympathy item.

——I hope you still have the strength to open your mouth and eat ice cream.

Miss Steele, thought.

At the same time, in the depths of a well-known clinic.

A poor, weak, helpless Draco curled up in a ball.Trembling in the shadow of Elafia.

"Ah... Teacher Alina. I... I can't do it anymore. Please, let me take a rest..."

"No way, little tower." The big demon king with antlers showed a terrifying smile. "According to Al's temperament, she will definitely come to visit you today. When she comes, this kind of 'little game' can't continue. So..."

Alina approached her slowly, close to the red dragon ear that was glowing red and was still trembling slightly.

"The education of bad children can't be ended casually. Don't you think so, Little Tower?"

"Ugh..."

Some kind of strange voice that suppressed emotions rang again in the tightly sealed room.Ah... it seems that before someone slowly arrived here.Something interesting, and it's going to last a long time.

After all, at the temperature of Chernobog.Ice cream or something, but it won't melt easily.

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Today's form is good, there is another session tonight.

No.70 Section [-]·Is there such an operation?

Miss Steele is a polite person.

And a polite person will not specifically choose a friend to visit at an embarrassing time.

So she slowed down when she arrived at the Azazel clinic.Instead of going directly to Alina's room, I went to visit the manager here.And in this way, some people who must be 'busy' will also notice her arrival, tidy up and clean up some embarrassing things.

She thought so.

Moreover, she also thinks that she needs to visit the manager here.

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So Miss Steele wasted about half an hour in the conference hall of the clinic.

She met with the clinic's administrator, Mr. Herag, a former Ursus general.The two drank some tea in the conference hall and chatted for a while.He chatted freely about the general trend of the world, and the future development of Qiecheng and other unnutritive issues—because Persephone had already found time to come here once, and offered a solicitation to the former general.If there is no accident, this Ursas eagle will soon become Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals' strength.

That's why the conversation between him and Stelter seemed quite unnutritious—after all, colleagues are not considered colleagues, and allies are not allies.If the position is firm but at least not yet clear, the conversation turns into time-wasting bullshit.

In addition to the nonsense, Mr. Herag also invited her to discuss—well, this is another way to pass the time.In order to take care of the mental health of her future colleagues, Ms. Stelter worked hard to put the water in for 5 minutes and then defeated the Ursus veteran with pure moves - the latter was convinced of this defeat and said he had benefited a lot.And the former... Anyway, this fight at least helped her kill 5 minutes.

So the meeting with the manager came to an end, and the host and guest had a good time. Mr. Herag also introduced his adopted daughter, Nayin, to Miss Stelter.After that, Shirtel went to the ward to visit the elderly Wendigo who was patted on the hospital bed by her "simple and crude ore disease healing technique".

As she had expected, Bojokasti was recovering well.Although she still can't get out of bed, at least she has become quite fluent in her speech and full of energy—Miss Stelter hasn't communicated with this stubborn old man for too long.He simply said hello, explained the current situation of Frost Star - not including the matter of the dream world - and then got up to leave.Before leaving, she heard the most solemn entrustment from the old father in his life.

—— "My daughters, I leave it to you. Take care of them and don't make them sad."

And Shirter responded very quickly. "Well, I know. Just leave it to me."——she heard the twice-emphasized 'we', and knew part of Bodrokasti's subtext.

Bozhuo Kasti already knew about Tallulah.

Bozhuo Casti has forgiven her—after all, Miss Stelter is still not working for nothing, and although the integration movement is still depraved, at least the most shameful betrayals were strangled to death by her at the source of gestation.In the eyes of Bozhuo Kasti at this moment, his other 'daughter' might just be a passing mistake.It can even be classified as nonsense during the rebellious period.And such mistakes require discipline.can be saved.

Ten thousand steps back, at least, he doesn't need to do it himself, and pay for it with blood.

So, Miss Shirtle agreed to him—of course she would take good care of both Yelena and Tallulah. After all, they are both wives of paper wives, so why not hold them in her hands?Although she didn't understand the other part of Bozhuo Kasti's words at all.

All in all, she spent 45 minutes inside the clinic.It takes a long time for middle school students to finish a class.

And just as Mr. Herag felt something in his heart, he made a breakthrough in swordsmanship.When the old father, Bozhuo Kasi, was gratified but helpless when he was struggling with alcohol on the hospital bed.Miss Shirter finally arrived at the key door.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Alina." She said softly, "I'm coming in."

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The door was ajar, but with a slight push, it opened to the side.Before going in, Miss Shirter subconsciously glanced at the surroundings, and when she confirmed that there were no unnecessary people approaching nearby, she was a little puzzled and didn't understand why she was so sneaky.