I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentional, but the direction that the white ball flew was exactly in front of where Eric had walked a few steps.

- Pfft!

A heavy object smashed into the flowers should have made a sound similar to this.

But it's amazing.

Nothing sounded, though not completely silent.

The extremely small rustling sound seemed to be blown away by the wind, and it only diffused a little around lightly, and then disappeared strangely.

It's like a nightmare falling into a flower bush, and it "broke" into soft petals when it touched the upper flower leaves.

And, at that moment, the brilliance splashed, and the wind moved forward more gently, bumping into the boy's silver hair and opened golden eyes.

This should be quite a beautiful scene.

But Eric didn't think so.

The white hair seemed to have disappeared, but in fact, his intuition told him that the guy was still around and hadn't left at all.

The wind blowing on the face seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and it also has the effect of charming eyes.

Even if this level is not enough to make the vigilant Eric close his eyes and avoid it, the broken flowers hit his eyelids, slipped from the edge of the light-colored slender eyelashes, and somehow fell into the silver hair——

It's quite a hassle.

and also.

A strange feeling that is similar to but different from the one I just stepped into here also emerged.

"Here, here is the junction of the transitional space and the real Utopia."

The childish voice blending into the wind said calmly.

"Those children meet the conditions of 'purity', but they are not counted as dead. If they put all their brains in Avalon, they will scare the cowardly goblins, so I left them there."

"Well, although it doesn't look very obvious on the surface, but if you take another step forward, you will officially step into the legendary Utopia."

There is obviously a huge difference between "here" and "over there".

There is no reasonable explanation for the brand-new term, and no useful information can be found in the previous situation. The only person who knows the topic seems to have deliberately blurred the topic.

"A fairyland that can only be entered by being guided by a specific messenger..."

The voice that has been muffled by the wind is erratic, as if I want to use this to cover up some indescribable emotions.

When Eric seemed to notice something, he turned his eyes slightly.

"Do you want to go and find out?"

——Someone was asking him leisurely like this.

Yes or No, those are the only two options.

But Eric didn't choose one of them as an answer.

Yes, he didn't speak at all.

The raised eyelids retracted indifferently, the young man did not care about the so-called "messenger", he did what he had to do, and he had already made up his mind that he would never be influenced by others.

In other words, it doesn't matter where "in front" is.

His intuition told him that his two long-lost friends were here.

"That idiot Saitama, boy Saiki is really an idiot, I'm not here, these two guys don't know how miserable they are, maybe they have already fallen into the streets—"

'Oh, in this remote place with nothing, it can't even be compared to being reduced to the street! '

It couldn't be seen from the outside, but the silver-haired boy with a tense face had such a strong indignation in his heart.

He didn't care about other people's other affairs at all, and with the feeling that "idiots will cause me trouble", he took another step without hesitation.

Most of what Xiao Baimao said earlier seems to have been forgotten by the way.

He only took one step forward.

The sea of ​​flowers is still the sea of ​​flowers, the rich smell and complex colors have not changed, just like before.

The only thing that changes is——

The scene that was empty just a moment ago.

"...!"

Eric was taken aback for a moment.

It wasn't that he made a fuss, or that he wasn't vigilant enough, the "change" just happened suddenly and without warning.

In just a split second, the monotonous scene in front of me, with nothing but flowers, seemed to switch to another location in a blink of an eye.

"..."

"..."

He met the eyes of a group of mysterious beings that popped up, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

These miraculous beings all look similar, their appearance is similar to that of a human, but their body is extremely small, only a little bigger than a palm.

They all wore crystal gauze skirts, with transparent wings growing on their backs, dancing cheerfully in the air like little bees.

Not only that, but at a glance, you can find that there are countless hidden in the swaying flowers in front of you.

these are……

"Fairy"?

Whether it's the human side or the goblins' side, both sides are so unexpected by the other's appearance that they are defenseless.

Less than ten centimeters before Eric's eyes, there was even a sharp-eared goblin flying with a flower in its arms.

For this extremely embarrassing situation.

Eric (stiffly): "..."

The goblins (froze in fright): "..."

Lost breath for about a second.

Suddenly.

"Yeah yay yay!!!"

"What? This voice—wait, I scared everyone away??!"

Eric was caught off guard again.

He didn't expect that he just stood here, and his voice still hasn't leaked out.

The goblins all over the sky and the ground were scared and screamed by him, and they all ran away, leaving only a clump of flowers that became extremely messy after being hit.

Except for the general screams that can be understood through the panic conveyed, the human teenagers cannot understand the language of the goblins.

Therefore, he didn't even know that while fleeing in an instant, the goblins yelled in unison, and what they said was:

--coming!The silver human who was so scary to goblins brought by Merlin before is here again!Although only the eyes have become bigger and other places have become smaller several times, but everyone, run away!

——Blame Merlin for always bringing weird humans to Avalon!

In a place invisible to the naked eye, a certain magician who was blamed seemed to want to cover up, and coughed quite deliberately.

Eric heard nothing.

There is no doubt that he is an extremely proud, determined and ruthless man who will not be swayed by others.

But—it has happened more than once that a group of pure and innocent goblins are frightened and run away as soon as they show their faces...

There was a slight crack in the tense expression on the face, although it closed quickly.

He doesn't care.

He didn't care at all.

"..."

They say they don't care at all, you bastard!

The man who resolutely refused to admit that he had been slightly hit, shook his head before he was exposed and became angry from embarrassment.

He was arrogant... No, he coldly and domineeringly left behind the mess he had caused indirectly, followed his intuition and chose a direction at random, and continued to move forward.

Eric kept walking and was so imposing that he didn't have time to worry about whether he would step on innocent bastards.

——If you don't know, it's really possible that people will misunderstand that he came here to smash the scene.

The sea of ​​flowers with more legendary creatures like goblins is still vast and boundless.

He walked aimlessly and casually, and along the way, he never met any life that did not exist in the world, so he was inexplicably a little deserted.

Sure enough, no end was found.

Where I passed, I saw a low-lying area soaked in water, which should be a continuation of the swamp.

I also saw a tall tower standing in the distance, the top of the tower overlapped with the top light, so that the vision was a bit blurred.

I can't see its whole picture clearly, but I can only see the unknown fragments hovering out of thin air outside the tower body, reflecting bright purple light under the sunlight.

It's just a bit of a strange building, not enough to make him stop and watch.

Eric was still going.

It is undeniable that it seems that he is walking aimlessly here, and his mood should not have too many ups and downs, but in fact...

Sure enough, there was a little "discomfort".

Can't say what it was that annoyed him—probably not the exact target at all, but the entire space.

It is the meaning represented by this sea of ​​flowers that makes the young man who clearly realizes that "he has indeed been here before" feel unhappy.

How many times has it been said.

He never liked being bound by the so-called "past".

As long as he is still the current him—"Eric", he will resist for a day, insisting on separating himself from the "self" who can be called a black history, and talking about it alone.

Therefore, being entangled by the "emotion" that he obviously has no memory, but just wants to remind him from time to time to make him irritable, he still can't let it dissipate.

This is what he dislikes the most, or rather loathes.

It didn't seem to be so serious before. The reason may be that almost all the traces he found came from his mind, and he had nowhere to vent. He could only be bored in his heart alone.

It seems that I met at the bottom of the sea a long time ago... that annoying pharaoh who is said to be "his" disciple?

They have all become ghosts with lingering souls!It is neither human nor invisible, so it is not included in the ranks of "can face directly".

But this time the situation is different.

The guy who said "I know the person you hate the most is still related to me! As long as you ask, you can know everything about the past" appeared on his face.

Ok.

In fact, the other party probably didn't make it so obvious, and adopted an evasive attitude towards his "past".

Eric still felt extremely irritable.

He thought that he was relieved and would not dwell on the so-called past, but when the changes really appeared, he would find that such thoughts were extremely naive.

Because, even if the memory can be forgotten, the origin of the fetters left behind cannot be regarded as non-existent.

He is not stupid or stupid, how could he not think of it: this is something he has to face, and it is also a threshold he has to cross.

It can also be called "heart knot".

Because, he must, accept:

Only in that way can it be attributed to "completeness".

——But what's the point of becoming "complete"?

There will be a lot of evil fate that I don't want to accept, cause and effect I don't want to understand, and responsibilities that I don't want to bear.

he.

He won't admit it, it's impossible to admit it anyway, what he really rejects in his heart is not the people and things that represent his "past".

He never escapes reality, no matter how hard he suffers, no matter how heavy the pressure, no matter how indifferent and harsh, he will never be weak!

But why.

In the face of those ordeals that would make ordinary people extremely painful, he did not hesitate at all, even if the frost hit him directly, causing boundless pain, he would not frown.

Only, at a certain moment that cannot be spoken to outsiders.

The boy actually had a trace of "hesitation" like never before.

——He who already has new friends and new bonds, if he finds most of the lost parts.

——Is he still the same as him now?

Those feelings that are so soft that people can't help but secretly curl their lips every time they think about them will melt a man's indestructible armor.

It will also tie him up, making him unable to take a step forward.

……

……

Just now.

"Hey—Eric!"

A cheerful, long-awaited voice is coming from the front.