When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

The sky gradually darkened, and the stars dotted the night sky like jewels, and a crescent ice-blue moon hung overhead.

Li Shanren raised his head slightly, looked at the moon in the sky, and then quickly looked away.

Ever since he learned that the moon symbolized the true God of this world, he no longer dared to face the moon as an ordinary celestial body.

In the canon of the Holy Christian Church, the motto printed on the front page is not a prayer of praise, but -

[Do not approach God! Do not blaspheme God! Do not look directly at God! ]

Rumor has it that the more devout the followers of the Holy Doctor Church are, the less likely they are to look directly at the moon above their heads.

On the contrary, people like them who have no faith will basically not encounter any problems from looking directly at the moon.

But if you look at it for a long time, you will always feel——

When you look at Him, He is also looking at you.

Li Shanren let out a light breath, patted Alice's head gently with his left hand, thought for a moment, and then put it on her shoulder.

Don’t touch your head, or you won’t grow taller.

For some reason, Li Shanren suddenly remembered this joke he often heard when he was a child and smiled silently.

"Are you scared about what happened today?" Li Shanren asked, referring to the slave hunter.

Hearing this, Alice lowered her head and touched the white secret ring on her hand, and shook her head, "Don't be afraid, and Hugo said that he is also capable of protecting us now."

"Hugo..."

Li Shanren thought of the overwhelming and terrifying rat swarm, and his mouth twitched.

"Don't rely on Hugo until the last minute." He smiled bitterly.

Ever since using the Soul Contract Emblem to lock the rats into the Soul Contract Space, Li Shanren has never let Hugo release the rats, and has also warned him not to release the rats casually.

Firstly, we are afraid that they will get out of control again; secondly, we are afraid that the diseases they carry will be accidentally spread.

However, I don’t know if there will be any changes in those mice staying in the soul contract space built based on the power of Rune.

If Hugo could control the number of mice coming in and out later, he could summon one or two to observe.

Alice held Li Shanren's hand and said nothing.

Li Shanren continued, "I want to tell you this time that the plan to go to the capital, Silnos, which we discussed before, may have to be put on hold for the time being."

He turned his head slightly and glanced at the convoy not far away.

"It's mainly because there are too many people in our team, and the others may not be able to bear such a long journey, so my idea is to find a suitable place to settle down in the kingdom first, and then you and I will go to the capital alone when we have time."

"Okay." Alice nodded softly, not looking too concerned.

"By the way, does Alice really have no other relatives over there?" Li Shanren asked with concern.

"Of course, I don't mean to send you away. If you see your relatives, you can stay with them or continue to follow me."

"I respect your opinion."

Having said that, Li Shanren tidied up the ends of Alice's silver-gray hair and smiled faintly.

Alice still didn't say anything, but just moved a little closer to Li Shanren, as if to express her attitude with her actions.

Just like when we first met, she didn't seem to like expressing her choices in words.

However, Li Shanren had roughly understood her thoughts.

......

Under the night sky, in the pitched tent, Altaïr sat cross-legged alone, holding the golden apple in one hand, staring at this so-called inherited holy artifact in a trance, silent.

At this time, Ezio, who had settled his sister Yuna, lifted the tent and bent over to come in.

Except for Yuna, the three of them were grouped together.

"Are you still thinking about the Assassin's Resistance?" Seeing Altaïr looking thoughtful, Ezio couldn't help but ask.

Altaïr came back to his senses and placed the golden apple on the floor of the tent, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"No, compared to how to rebuild the Assassin Order, I would like to figure out another problem first."

"What's the problem?" Ezio was slightly stunned.

Although they had not met for a long time, in his eyes, Altaïr had always been calm, steady, and goal-oriented, and he rarely felt confused like this.

Artair paused, lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "I was just an ordinary assassin before. Although I was also pursuing liberation and freedom, most of the time, I was only responsible for executing assassination orders and completing assigned tasks."

"But now that the Assassin's Resistance is gone, it's time for us to take charge..."

"Today, I revealed the leader's true face. He overturned the beliefs and goals he had preached to us countless times before. He said that freedom is a false thing and there is no real freedom in this world."

"Of course, I don't believe what he said, but if we inherit free will and walk on this path, we must face a problem."

"Ezio, what exactly is the freedom we seek?"

At the end of his words, Altaïr stared straight at Ezio, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he wanted to get an answer from the first Hidden One to regain his heritage.

Although they experienced the life of the Hidden Ones' ancestors through the Golden Apple, Altaïr was unable to gain answers from the heritage because the experiences in those dreams had been forgotten, leaving only the free will and various skills imprinted in their hearts.

What is freedom?

Ezio was stunned by the question.

He is different from Altaïr. His original intention of accepting the inheritance of the Hidden Ones was not to pursue freedom, but for revenge.

He embarked on this path for revenge.

On this issue, he is even more immature than Altaïr.

"Freedom...Freedom is...well, let me think about it."

Ezio thought hard.

"It's probably about being unfettered and free..."

He gave a very popular understanding.

Hearing this answer, Altaïr did not laugh at him, but instead discussed it with him seriously:

"If our mission is to make people completely free of restraint and indulge themselves completely, then Ezio, are the laws of the kingdom also a constraint for ordinary people? Should we overthrow the laws of the kingdom and build a world without the constraints of laws and completely free?"

Ezio choked.

Although he could not express the profound meaning of freedom, as a legacy inherited by the Invisible Ones, he could vaguely realize that this was not the form of freedom they were pursuing.

Complete freedom will cause people's desires to expand endlessly, which will ultimately lead to destruction.

He sat in front of Altaïr, silently looking at the golden apple on the ground. After a while, he said: "Laws do not exist to bind people, but to protect people."

"I don't know what kind of freedom you seek, but I know that no matter what kind of freedom it is, the Order of Sloth is our enemy."

"The Cult of Sloth is an enemy that cannot be avoided." Altaïr nodded affirmatively. "But if one day we really destroy the Cult of Sloth, where should we go? If our only goal is to destroy the Cult of Sloth, is what we are pursuing true freedom?"

"Destroy the Order of Sloth?" Ezio looked surprised.

To be honest, he hasn't thought about anything that far ahead.

In his eyes, this goal alone might take his entire life to achieve, and now he didn't even have a clue how to rebuild the Assassin's Order.

At this time, someone seemed to pass by outside the tent, heard the conversation inside, and interrupted: "I don't know what kind of freedom you want? But I may know what kind of assassin you want to be. Of course, I also have some opinions about the freedom you mentioned."

"Uh...Lord Lithen?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ezio turned around and looked at the figure outside the tent.

"Excuse me, can I come in?"

"Come in, Lord Lithen," Altaïr responded.

Soon, a figure outside lifted the door curtain, and it was Li Shanren who had just separated from Alice.

"Sorry, I just wanted to come and talk to you about using the golden apple, and I overheard your conversation." He smiled faintly and found an empty seat and sat down on the ground.

"That's all right. I welcome your discussion of this subject," Altaïr said kindly. "Could you please tell me more about your views?"

Li Shanren pondered for a moment.

In fact, this question of Altaïr had been discussed in his own world before he traveled through time, such as whether there is absolute freedom, or whether there should be absolute freedom.

"Let me make a conclusion first. Freedom and restraint are inseparable. There is no absolute freedom or absolute restraint in the world. Freedom and restraint themselves are in opposition and unity." Li Shanren said calmly.

As his intelligence attributes improved, he was able to recall more and more of the knowledge he had learned. His mind had slowly recovered from his college days, when his appetite was at its peak, to his high school days, when his intelligence was at its peak.

Even though Li became an ordinary person after entering university, he was a top student during those three years and was admitted to the public university based on his own strength.

The knowledge that he had swallowed hastily in the beginning, knowing the facts but not the reasons behind them, was slowly being understood by him.

For example, dialectics.

"Unity of opposites..."

Altaïr, who had never heard of this statement, looked thoughtful.

After a long moment, Altaïr's eyes became clear again and he looked at Li Shanren seriously, "Please continue."

Li Shanren nodded, organized his words a little, and said:

"In fact, it is not just freedom and restraint. Everything can find a point of unity of opposites, even freedom and restraint, which are abstract concepts that cannot be observed with entities."

"Of course, now I am only talking to you about the unity of opposites between freedom and restraint."

"Actually, what Altaïr said before, that freedom is a false thing, has some truth to it and cannot be completely denied."

Hearing this, Ezio's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to refute, but because the person who spoke was Lord Lisern, whom he respected very much, he could only patiently continue to listen.