Fulilian listened to Viabel quietly.

"I want to become a first-class magician."

"It's also to get the "privilege" to get the magic I want."

Viabel's tone was firm with a hint of murderous intent, "As long as I learn powerful magic."

"I can kill more demons."

"But." Viabel loosened his clenched hands, "Even if it's not related to my hometown."

"If I see someone in trouble, I will try my best to help."

Viabel looked forward, in the direction of the fruit stand.

"Why?" Fulilian asked appropriately.

Viabel glanced at Fulilian, smiled and looked forward and continued: "My hometown is on the northern border."

"There are many stories about the brave Xinmeier. "

Screen switching.

Green grass, hillside.

The houses in the village are all built on high foundations.

Behind the village.

Standing a spotlessly clean bronze statue.

Statue of the brave Mel.

[The statues here are so clean!]

[Someone must come to clean every day.]

[The closer to the danger, the cleaner the statue of Xinmei. It makes me feel complicated.]

[Xinmei traveled a thousand kilometers to the north and did a lot of good things.]

"Conquer the Thousand Mirror Tower." Viabel said, "and the battle with one of the Seven Collapse Sages, the Undead Bezer, and the Imperial Prison Dragon."

"When I was a child, I especially liked this kind of adventure story."

In the picture.

On a thick short branch, there is a young boy with silver-white hair and a little girl with brown hair and a red scarf.

The two sat on the branch.

Looking at the book in Viabel's hand together.

"But the old men and women in the village rarely tell these stories. ”

In the scene, young Viabel also went to the old people in the village to seek the story of the brave Xinmeier fighting the demons.

“They said.”

“Either Xinmeier destroyed the monsters that attacked the village.”

“Or Xinmeier was a guard for the merchants.”

Young Viabel listened to the conversation of the old man standing under the statue of Xinmeier.

“There is even a story about Xinmeier helping to carry luggage.”

Viabel’s tone was filled with a hint of melancholy.

“At that time, I thought, why are they all trivial matters, so boring.”

“But the old people who talked about these things seemed to be happy from the bottom of their hearts. "

At the dinner table, Viabel's eyes were filled with disappointment after his thirst for knowledge.

[Don't let small kindnesses go unrewarded. Tears welled up in my eyes. This is the brave Xin Meier.]

[Young people admire his great battles, and the older generation admires his service to the people.]

[Young people yearn for his history of fighting in the south and the north, and the elderly remember his service to the people.]

The scene changed.

Many demons came, and the originally harmonious and peaceful village turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"After the death of the brave Xin Meier, the remnants of the demons began to wreak havoc."

"I understand now."

The young Viabel's face was covered with dust and dirt.

He looked at the village he was familiar with.

Everywhere was in a mess.

The only surviving villagers were cleaning up the ruins.

The place that was originally their home.

[Because in the decades after killing the Demon King, Xin Meier was still patrolling the border.]

[Xin Meier intimidated the demons for 80 years.]

"Indeed." ”

“The Thousand Mirrors Tower, Bezer, the Imperial Dragon, and even the Demon King have nothing to do with our village.”

The back of young Viabel walking in the ruined village.

“Everyone has done their best to protect their daily lives.”

In the picture.

In the ruins of the dilapidated house, there is a magic book.

Thinking of this, Viabel smiled and said to Fulilian:

“If the brave Xinmeier had not come to our village at that time.”

“Even if the world ushered in peace, our village would have disappeared long ago.”

[Xinmeier’s spirit is passed down from generation to generation.]

[Before the Demon King destroys the world, the Goblins will destroy the village. Is that right?]

After hearing this, Fulilian said, “Is that so?”

“What do you want to say?”

She looked at Viabel on the side.

“It’s what has brought me all the way to where I am now. "Viabel raised his voice, turned his head and said to Fulilian, "It's the boring adventure story of the brave Xinmeier."

Viabel stood up and said to Fulilian beside him:

"That's all I want to say."

[He must want to tell the brave these words in person, but now he can only tell them to the brave's former companions.]

[Woo, Xinmeier will be very happy to hear it.]

["I want to become like him and protect this place."]

[On the symbolic power in the process of human growthIt plays a guiding role. 】

【Everyone likes the hero, so I want to tell Fufu. 】

【The adventure story is far away, but helping others is right in front of you. 】

Viabel looked over.

Two people, Elle and Shelf, were waiting for him on the side.

Fulilian also saw it.

"We talked for a little too long." Viabel said helplessly, "In the end."

"I have to go back with them."

Viabel walked towards them, paused and turned back to Fulilian and said:

"Flilian, cherish every encounter."

Flilian looked at him.

"The so-called farewell is not only a way of death."

【The so-called farewell is not only a way of death. 】

Viabel glanced at Fulilian, then turned around.

"Forget it, you should understand."

Flilian followed Viabel's back with her eyes, thinking deeply about the meaning of this sentence.

【This is really touching. 】

【The so-called eternal farewell, death is not the real death, forgetting is. 】

In the picture.

A group of sheep appeared.

Fulilian held her half-moon staff, and a wooden box floated in the air.

Xinmeier and Haita were holding things in their hands.

Aize was carrying a wooden box and a barrel on his head.

They stood beside the sheep and helped a middle-aged man behind them to move things.

"Flilian." Haita held the sack in his arms and asked, looking at the sheep in front of him, "Can't we use magic to transport them one by one?"

"Wouldn't it be that I would be the only one left here?" Fulilian asked.

【Oh, yes, there was no flying magic at that time. 】

【Flying magic was developed after Xinmeier's death. 】

Aize held the things on his head and turned his head and said: "Xin Meier."

"We have to destroy the demon king as soon as possible."

"What is the meaning of doing these small acts of kindness?"

Aize did not understand, and even felt that doing such small things was a waste of their time.

Xin Meier heard it, smiled and turned to look forward.

Aize stared at Xin Meier.

"It is indeed just a small act of kindness." Xin Meier's gentle voice came over.

Flillian looked at Xin Meier.

"No matter how many such things you do, the world will definitely not change because of it." Xin Meier's voice was gentle.

At this moment.

He changed the subject and looked forward with a firm look:

"But I will not sit idly by and watch those who are in trouble."

Hearing this.

Flillian looked at Xin Meier.

Xin Meier had a smile on his face, and the firmness in his eyes became precious at this moment.

【“This little fish cares, and this one, and this one…”】

【“Don’t do good deeds because they are small, and don’t do bad deeds because they are small.” 】

【People who are not heroes have the same qualities as heroes: kindness, gentleness, thoughtfulness, courage, intelligence, optimism, and self-confidence, but these are all concentrated in Xin Meier. 】

【Mom! He is shining! 】

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