The world in the box

The old man was so tired that he was lying on the ground.

Looking at Lambert's receding back, Ai Ting was full of thoughts, but soon she fell into a deep sleep.

She was too tired.

I don't know how long it took, when Ai Ting woke up again, she suddenly found that she was no longer on the canoe, but lying on Lambert's back.

"Are you awake?" Lambert's voice sounded weak, and his clothes were soaked with red and purple blood.

Some of it was his, and some was from the demons.

Ai Ting didn't know how Lambert escaped from the hands of the third-level demon. It must have been an extremely difficult and legendary thing.

Ai Ting only knew that she seemed a little happy to see Lambert survive?

"You may not believe it, but when the demon was about to kill me, it was hammered to death by a puppet that came from nowhere."

Lambert talked to himself, and then asked:

"Miss Ai Ting, I am lucky, right? I heard that the legend says that a hero is also an extremely lucky person."

"Yeah." Ai Ting's voice seemed to be emotionless, and after a moment she continued:

"Why did you come back to save me?"

"Do I need to say it? Because I am a hero, and a hero will not abandon his companions." Lambert answered as a matter of course.

Is this the reason again?

In this world, it seems that as long as you become a hero, you must sacrifice for others unconditionally.

The hero sacrificed everything, but all he got was the praise of the world and the so-called honor.

Ai Ting did not understand such behavior, and instinctively resisted such behavior.

In Ai Ting's view, a powerful hero should be above the world.

The world should submit to the feet of the hero and serve the hero unconditionally.

Instead of the reverse situation like now, it becomes a brave man protecting the world, and even in order to protect the world, he can and should sacrifice his life.

The creatures in this world seem to be bound by something called emotion, and then do things that go against their own interests.

'It seems that the emotions of the creatures in this world are actually the shackles imposed on them by the gods of this world. '

As the oldest creature in the demon world, Ai Ting has experienced many holy wars. In the previous holy wars, she has also seen similar "shackles".

In that holy war, the enemy of the demon world was a world called the Rain Spirit Realm.

There is only one extraordinary creature in that world - the Rain Spirit Beast.

The Rain Spirit Beast is born strong and is a natural world overlord.

However, such a powerful existence has never had the idea of ​​dominating the world. Instead, it regards protecting the world and protecting all things as its own responsibility and as something more noble than life.

In order to protect those creatures as weak as dust, the Rain Spirit Beast even sacrificed its life.

At that time, Ai Ting did not understand why the Rain Spirit Beast and she, who were both the strongest creatures in their respective worlds, took completely different paths.

It was not until the end of the Holy War that Ai Ting came into contact with the world will of the Rain Spirit Realm and realized that "protecting the world" was actually a shackle given to the Rain Spirit Beast by the world, and a thought stamp deeply imprinted in its mind.

'Protect the world and die for the world' is the 'setting' set by the world will of the Rain Spirit Realm when creating the Rain Spirit Beast.

In Ai Ting's view, the so-called feelings of the creatures in the Cecil world are actually the 'setting' set by the world will of the Cecil world for the development of Cecil civilization.

Use feelings to drive civilization, and use feelings to restrict civilization from developing in an uncontrollable direction.

After thinking about this, Ai Ting could not help but feel a chill.

'I am very curious now, did the Holy Realm set up similar settings when creating me? '

Ai Ting is no longer able to think about these things clearly, and dare not explore the truth behind them.

As the oldest life in the Holy World (Demon World), Ai Ting knew that only by executing the will of the world without error could she survive and live better.

Ai Ting has been doing this for so many years.

Including Ai Ting's previous listening to Jian's words and giving Cecil civilization 500 years, she was also executing the will of the world.

In Ai Ting's heart, the will of the world is omnipotent and cannot go wrong.

'Then I fell into weakness, fell into the hands of humans, and even faintly gave birth to emotions that only humans have. Is this also your will? '

Ai Ting's heart was full of confusion. She longed for an answer, but no one could answer her.

Now, besides the sounds of nature, Ai Ting's ears only had the disordered breathing sounds under her body.

Lambert

He was getting weaker and weaker.

His breathing became disordered and vague.

Aiting knew that Lambert could not hold on for long.

Based on Aiting's understanding of humans, Lambert could only hold on for ten minutes at most.

Ten minutes was not enough to get out of the forest.

The demons had already smelled Aiting's breath. Once Lambert fell, Aiting would be in crisis again.

However, Lambert once again exceeded Aiting's expectations.

Lambert, who was already at the end of his strength, actually held on for an hour until he walked out of the forest and fell.

Aiting would never forget the smile on Lambert's face when he fell, nor the words he said before he fell:

"I didn't break my promise... Miss Aiting... You are safe."

...

Snow River Village, a peaceful and peaceful village.

The clear snow river flows around the village, and the riverside is blooming with magical flowers that are not afraid of the severe cold, colorful and fragrant.

Ai Ting leaned on the wooden bed, looking through the window at the gurgling white river, with a calm face.

This is the third month since she came to this village.

In the past three months, Ai Ting has been lying in bed quietly like now to recover from her injuries.

Ai Ting never thought that she would live such a life.

She never thought that she would lie on a human's bed and be carefully taken care of by a human for nearly three months.

Looking at Lambert's busy figure outside the window, Ai Ting's eyes fluctuated for the first time, like the undulating golden light:

"This kind of life seems not bad."

The Demon King seemed to like human life.

In these three months, Ai Ting had already figured it out that all this was just the arrangement of the world's will.

So she did not resist all this, but let them manipulate her like a puppet.

...

Two months later, Ai Ting was finally able to get out of bed and walk, but she still couldn't use magic.

Another week later, Ai Ting discovered that although she could not use the magic of the Holy World, she could practice the magic of Cecil's world.

She connected to the magic network of Cecil's world.

Half a year later, the magic disaster broke out, and Lambert decided to form his own adventurer team to go deep into the active areas of the demons and hunt the demons.

...

On a quiet afternoon, Ai Ting was lying quietly in a rocking chair meditating. Above her head was a black and white intertwined magic.

If Fu Yao was here, she would definitely find that the magic Ai Ting was casting at this moment was so similar to Fu Yao's [Witch's Skirt].

"I said, have you thought about that matter?"

Lambert's strong voice interrupted Ai Ting's meditation. Ai Ting opened his eyes and said expressionlessly:

"You mean, you invited me to join your adventure team?"

Before Lambert answered, Ai Ting continued:

"I accept your invitation. I can join your adventure team and embark on the journey to kill the Demon King together."

When Ai Ting said this, her eyes were so calm, just like this quiet afternoon.

No one expected that in this quiet afternoon.

The Demon King decided to join the hero on a journey to kill the Demon King.

The Demon King decided to kill the Demon King.