Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

I can't bear to let you go either, Razor thought to himself.

"We still need a little time to adjust," he said, "In ancient times, there could be several wives or husbands in a family of alchemists, and it is not uncommon for six or seven people to form a family. Everyone can love each other. Knight Wei, we shouldn't demand ourselves from the rules of this era. We are not from this era."

Knightway said to him: "If you think you are still living in the second era, then you will fall into the trap of history."

"What does it mean?"

"History's trap," she repeated. "I mean, the troubles of the Second Age will find you."

Razor smiled and said, "We already have a lot of troubles, I don't care if there are more."

"Okay." Netway sighed, "Then leave all troubles to time. Maybe in the future I will... no, I won't like that bitch Lilith in the future, and I want to kill that bitch just thinking about it." her."

You can't love Lilith, but maybe I can make Lilith love you, Razor thought.

"Go to sleep," he said.

Netway lit the incense, and the two of them lay down, and their spirits soon drifted to the kingdom of nightmares.

Everyone is here waiting for them.

The kingdom of nightmares changes every day, and Lilith's thoughts spread freely here.With the help of her memory, she restored the residential area of ​​the ancient city where the demon was practiced.It is a very developed, convenient and comfortable place.People live in public housing, and some daily necessities and furniture are provided by the shrine.All public resources are almost free. Medical care, housing, and travel can be used for free all year round with only a small amount of money.

Luxurious portals replaced the mechanical flying dragons, connecting the city's traffic arteries.People use these public goods in an orderly manner. There are so many supplies that no one can use up. Food, clothing, and energy are as cheap as air, sunlight, and water.Just as no one would rob sunshine, so no one would rob public property and hoard it for private use.

The spiritual height of humans in the Second Era has reached a level that humans in the Fifth Era cannot comprehend—at least, before everything is destroyed.

Razor still doesn't understand why such a civilization will be destroyed.

This time Lilith came to pick them up on a dragon.

"Welcome, my old friend!" Dragon Knight Lilith wore a princess dress, curly hair and shawl, beautiful and noble, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come, get in the car."

She invites Razor and Netway to the dragon carriage.

At that time, the demon refining civilization should have abandoned this ancient means of transportation. Riding a dragon is more of a ritual.People ride dragons only in festivals and sacrifices.

Razor couldn't remember more things, his memories were all scattered fragments.

He and Netway rode on the giant dragon. Half of the dragon was made of flesh and blood, and the other half was inlaid with various mechanical gears and weird steaming machines.Razor asked: "Is this monster imagined by you?"

"I made it from memory."

"Then your memory may be wrong," Razor said. "Look at it like this, it can't survive this kind of body."

Lilith blushed, and said, "I don't know what this dragon looked like at first, so I made up a random one. I don't know how it works, but it looks...almost!" She moved and sat on the razor blade. On the right, two people have their thighs pressed against each other.Netway also clings to his left.Razor felt like the slice of ham in the middle of a sandwich.

He pushed the two of them away—in the dream he had hands, which pleased him—and said, "We're here for a meeting, Lilith, and don't do all this fancy stuff."

Lilith asked him, "Don't you have any interest in your former homeland?"

"No."

"That's a pity. We can stay here a little longer if you're interested. Dreams have everything, Nat."

Razor suddenly felt a little scared—he recalled Lilith's terror.Nightmare princesses have the magical power of creating dreams, and their most powerful magic is to create a perfect eternal dream.In her dreams, she gave food to the hungry, beauty to the lecherous, gold to the greedy, and king to the power... She resurrected the children of the orphans, the lovers of the widows, and the orphans Mother... Unlike curses and seals, nightmares will trap you with sweet dreams.Some people know it's a dream, but they don't want to come.

At some point, this "curse of sweet dreams" is unsolvable.

"Put away the dream, Lilith. I have something urgent to report to Dara Kasha."

"Okay." Lilith snapped her fingers, and the world disappeared.

Everyone appeared in a solemn and solemn hall, a long table was placed in the center, and everyone sat at the table.Dara Kasha sat on the chair, followed by Lilith and the Faceless Ranger.

"Faceless?" Razor asked it. "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come?" It was still speechless as always, "I have always been here, and I can walk if I want to, Razor, where do you think I am now?"

A deep voice said, "You are in the south, I sent you." Dara Kasha looked at him, "Sit down, Faceless Man - Razor, and report your information."

"Yes."

So the razor reported to Dara Kasha what the old Mike had said to him.

Dara Kasha showed a thoughtful expression after listening, "Sacred Bird Festival? Divine Bird? Could it be him?" The old man muttered to himself.

Razor asked, "Who are you referring to?"

"Also a member of the pro-guard, our former comrade-in-arms: Kentien."

Of course Razor knew the name.

The Guardian of the Red Star——Kentin.

He had a seat in the SS.

Legend has it that he is the guardian of the blood-red star, and he guards the magic core of the capital of alchemy.Responsible for introducing the power of the blood red star in the sky into the core of magic.In Razor's impression, Kentien is a kind and loyal uncle.To compare people from the Fifth Era, Kentien was about four or fifty years old.He has two beautiful daughters, the eldest daughter is a well-educated lady.The youngest daughter has rare three-color red eyes, and has a lively and lovely personality. No one doesn't like her.

Both daughters are the jewels in his palm.Of course, so did his wife.He loves his wife dearly.

Kentien is a good man who takes care of his family. Among the gods of the personal guard, he lives the most like an ordinary person.

"Kention may have fallen into the hands of a fraudster," Dara Kasha said.

ps: I'm sorry, due to the double-opening, there have been few updates here recently.

I'll try to write as much as I can.

Forced by life, there is no way.

Please forgive me.

SS rallying order, six

SS rallying order, six

It is not inconceivable that fraudsters have captured members of the SS.After all, there was Lilith's example first.

Once the members of the pro-guard are fully awakened, they will be demigods.Deceiver must covet their power and fear their threats.So the vile and cunning man took the initiative, awakening the slumbering SS, and capturing them by evil magic.

It would be a terrible thing if the guardian of the red star became an enemy because of this.

Although the twelve seats of the Guards are all soldiers, each of them is in charge of a different field, and they are good at different things.Lilith controls the Dreamland and is the head of the intelligence agency; Razor controls the assault troops and is the main force in the attack; Karakasha the Broken Man—that is, Dara Kasha is now in charge of the staff and is the military's think tank.

The guardian of the red star is in charge of the imperial guards, and he has the most loyal and disciplined troops of the demons under his command.He was an extremely tough fighter himself.In his memory, Razor had dueled with him many times, not to mention how much he won or lost, but he never had the upper hand.

The guardian of the red star, Kendien, is a pure Firebird tribe.He was born with a high affinity for Fire, and he's no less a genius at it than Razor - Razor has an affinity for Metal, while Kention has an affinity for Fire.

Kentien is superb at playing with fire. He can change the flame into various strange shapes, control the color of the fire, and control the temperature of the flame—he can refine gold with fire, and even freeze water with fire. ice.

And Kentien is also a master of flying.

The general firebird has long wing bones at the age of 13, feathers at the age of 15, full-fledged wings at the age of 20, and can fly at the earliest at the age of 22.And flying requires a pilot license, otherwise the country will not allow you to fly.

But Kentien was able to soar in the sky at the age of six—but he flew without a license, and his parents paid a fine later.

The God of Lianyan also blessed him.Kentien can summon Phoenix Spear and Molten Armor anytime and anywhere.

Phoenix Spear, that is an indestructible long spear, even the hardest armor is as fragile as paper in front of him.The molten armor has the best anti-magic effect in the world. Once he puts on this clothes, it can block all magic, witchcraft, sorcery, and curses.

The most important thing is that Kentien back then had already turned into a phoenix.He is practically immortal.Even if his body is torn into pieces, he can be reborn from the ashes in a short time.

Razor didn't know how he could defeat such an opponent—perhaps he had, but he couldn't think of any way now.

Razor asked Dara Kasha, "Are you sure all this is for Kentin?"

Dalakaxia's face was serious, and he said: "Probably yes. This summoning ceremony is a standard alchemy summoning technique. Most people don't know it. It must be a fraudster who prepared this ceremony. Razor, listen to me, dead mouse , dead ancient wood, bird feathers, bird bones...these things are enough to create a 'hypocritical hell', this is not a hypocritical hell for people, but a hypocritical hell for bird people. Ah, you may not understand when I say this , let me explain it to you again."

Dara Kasha asked Lilith for a pen and paper, and said while writing: "You and Natway suspect that this is a 'fraud ritual'. You guessed it, but this is not a complete 'fraud ritual'. This ritual Not only is there deceit, there are also elements of anger and intimidation. These mediums for casting spells are all the things that Birdman fears most in his life. This ritual can arouse the fear and anger deep in Birdman's heart, thus making him mad. Finally , Kentien will completely become a mad dog fighting for the fraudsters, and there is no possibility of recovery."

Razor said subconsciously: "If this is the case, then I must stop the ceremony. The fraudster is already strong enough, and he cannot be allowed to get the help of the pro-guard."

Dara Kasha knocked on the table and said: "Razor, the most important thing is not to weaken the fraudster, but to save our brother. Kentian is our man, you and he once fought side by side, have you forgotten? "

Razor froze for a moment and said, "I can't remember anymore."

The silver-haired old man showed a subtle smile and said, "Maybe you will remember him when you see him, just like you will recall many things after seeing Lilith."

Razor glanced at the shy Lilith, and thought: I would rather not think about her.

Kentien, Red Star Guardian Kentien, my former comrade-in-arms... Razor couldn't help recalling the past in the depths of his memory.

Through his hazy memory, he could vaguely see Kentien's straightforward and straightforward face.What he remembers the most is during the holidays, when he, Kentian, Laige Nurmi, and several other members of the pro-guard went on vacation.They have a nursing home overseas.There are sunshine, sandy beaches and delicious seafood.

Nurmi lay on a deck chair in her bathing suit.They sunned themselves on the beach, Razor sitting next to her, discussing history and heroism with her.

At dusk, Nurmi cooks for everyone, cooking dinner for everyone with the seafood caught by a nightmare (it seems to be Lilith, his memory is very vague).

In the evening everyone would have a dance, and Nurmi danced with him occasionally, and sometimes Nurmi would...

Wait, why is Nurmi on my mind?I can't remember anything about Kentien at all!

At this time Lilith coughed dryly, and he hurriedly brought his consciousness back to reality.Then he and Lilith looked at each other, the latter's eyes were full of contempt.

Only then did Razor realize: I am in Lilith's dream, and she can see through my thoughts to some extent.She must have felt something.

Damn it, he thought, why is that woman on his mind?How much did I like her in my previous life?

At this moment, Lilith spoke to him.

"Razor, I want to tell you something."

"Huh?" Razor was taken aback.

Lilith said helplessly, "It's not what you think, it's something else. It's about fraudsters."

"Oh, you said." He became serious.

"I have the Curse of the Deceiver on me. This curse is too powerful. Even if I and Dara Kasha join forces, I can't deal with it. Do you remember that curse? Now, the more I help you get closer to the Deceiver, that The curse is stronger. If you continue, my curse may break out and I will lose control."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Lilith said: "I will seal myself up, and if that doesn't work, then I will kill myself."

Judging by her expression, it seems that this is not a joke.

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ps: This part of pov is estimated to have about fifteen chapters, um, don't worry, there is a good show to watch later.

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SS rallying order, seven

"I will not allow that to happen," Razor said to her. "I will rip the Trickster's throat before you die."

"I hope so." Lilith smiled wryly.

Immediately afterwards, Dara Kasha arranged a task for him.The wise old man seemed to know everything, and he made a careful plan for Razor.Including how to disguise, how to infiltrate the venue, how to disrupt the ceremony, how to find the fraudster... Razor wrote them down one by one, he hoped this would be useful.

The meeting ended here, and Lilith closed their dreams for the rest of the time, letting them sleep peacefully in the darkness.

The next day, both Natway and Razor woke up early. They washed up, changed into the clothes they had prepared before, and prepared to go to the venue of the ceremony.

The ceremony took place in the square in front of the castle.Every castle will have a square, above the square is the king's rostrum and the huge city bell.This square can accommodate thousands of people. Whenever there are festivals or major events, the king of Wolf City will give a speech here, pretending to be with the people.

It's very hot today, Langche is located on a dry plain, and it's extremely hot in summer.And today's sun is particularly full, and the cicadas are screaming hard, as if they want to burst their own screams.

Razor and Netway found the shadow of an eaves and stayed under it.He looked from afar and saw a huge tree standing on the square.

That was the big tree that Old Mike was talking about. The followers of the Night God had brought it from nowhere, and it was just inserted in the square alone.They broke open a large area of ​​bluestone bricks in the square, and planted this giant tree without roots.There are several huge stone slabs placed under the trunk, each of which is big enough for ten people to lie on.At this time, these stone slabs were piled with dead mice, bird feathers and bones, dried lizards, pickled fish eyes, and broken bird egg shells...

Those spell-casting mediums were placed in strange shapes.Netway interpreted it to him, saying that this symbol is calling for souls, this one is imprisonment, this one represents flames, and this one represents the ancient phoenix...

Razor meditated on the plan Dara Kasha had given him in his heart: don't startle the snake, wait for the members of the Florus family and the fraudster to show up first.

The two of them squatted here for a whole day, until dusk, when the light gradually faded, the ceremony would start.

The believers gradually gathered in the square, everyone wore black robes, and everyone had runes painted with white oil paint around their eyes.This symbolizes the night and the moon.

Razor and Nightaway were also among the group.

The air gradually cooled down, not as cold as summer; for some reason, the chirping of cicadas on the trees stopped; then the wind stopped, and everything was still.

The only thing that was still moving was the voice, the singing from the castle.Long, soothing, low.This sound makes people feel calm, and I feel sleepy after listening to it.

Then those in the square joined in the ceremony.The men sang along, and the women bowed their heads in prayer.Then the streets, the houses, and the whole city were filled with this singing.

Originally, this deep singing voice could not spread very far, but the city was too quiet.Even the cicadas and dogs give way to the song, which seems to reach the sky against the silence.