The prophet's life and death are uncertain, and his return date is uncertain.
And this kind of answer is definitely not what Tours wants to hear.
Alice's character was not bad enough to tell such an answer to a dying person, so she could only change the subject somewhat abruptly after remaining silent:
"He will come back by himself when he wants to come back, so why don't you just leave him alone for now? How do you feel now?"
Blinking his eyes, Turs stared blankly at the crystal that could float beside the bed, his eyes motionless.
Just when Alice felt a little uncomfortable, Tours seemed to finally accept this statement. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while and said:
"I feel much better now than before."
"...I can breathe easier, and my eyes can see more clearly. Well, I feel like I can stand up on my own, and there is no other pain in my body."
Saying this, Turs showed a kind smile.
But looking at Tours' sincere smile, Alice couldn't help but smile.
This is not because she is not happy about Tours' improvement, but because what he feels is all an illusion.
Returning to the light.
Tours has actually reached the point where he is truly running out of fuel and his life has completely entered a countdown.
From the moment he woke up this time, every minute and every second was Tours' last time.
This is a cruel thing.
But this is also a fact that has to be accepted.
If you are unwilling to change yourself, then birth, old age, illness and death will always be the normal state of your life.
After a moment of silence, Alice decided to tell Turs this fact.
As an old man, he should know the time he has left and have the right to decide to do something he really wants to do in this last time.
Alice didn't want him to leave with regrets in the end.
"Tulsi, you are going to die."
"……Ok, I know."
Compared with Alice's difficulty in opening her mouth, Turs seemed very calm when facing this matter.
He didn't even raise an eyebrow, but accepted the fact calmly.
"Actually, I also feel that I have finally waited for this day."
Tours had actually made preparations a long time ago.
In fact, he should have welcomed his death a long time ago, but the prophet's request made him choose to continue to persevere.
Although this kind of lingering on his last breath made him extremely painful, Turs continued to persevere when he thought that it would somewhat lighten the burden on the prophet's shoulders.
After all, being able to help the prophet was what he had always hoped for.
Not to mention, that was the prophet's only request.
Shaking his head with some regret, Tours smiled bitterly.
"Obviously I promised Lord Prophet not long ago to continue, but it seems, haha... I seem to be going back on my promise."
"……this is not your fault."
Smiling, Tours said softly:
"Well, Sir Alice, please rest assured that I don't mean to blame anyone, nor am I complaining about anything."
"I just feel a little regretful that I didn't fulfill the promise I made with my friend."
Since the prophet is willing to call me a friend, then I will not let him feel lonely again.
It's a pity that I still can't accompany you to the end.
Tours just felt a little regretful about this incident.
"That's it."
Alice didn't know what happened when Ning Feng and Tours met, but in the ten years she had witnessed it, she could understand how deep the bond between the two was.
In fact, Tours can even be called Ning Feng's spiritual pillar to a certain extent. If not the biggest, then at least one of the strongest pillars.
If this relationship is compared to gods, Turs is equivalent to the prophet's first believer and the most steadfast fanatic believer.
He can be qualified to be reborn as an archangel in the Kingdom of God, or even as a special being from God.
For the gods, death is not the end for believers, they will continue to accompany the gods.
But for a prophet who refused to become a god, this would be an eternity.
And this may be the only thing that the prophet would regret after refusing to become a god.
Both Ning Feng and Tours have tried their best. One is trying his best to extend the life of his friend, while the other endures the pain and continues to persevere.
But this world is cruel, not all dreams and ideals can be realized, and the miracle did not happen in the end.
Such a result is a bit sad and regretful for Alice, who is used to seeing life and death.
"You really don't plan to continue to accompany me in another way. If you want to, I can help you continue to live in many ways."
So Alice opened her mouth illegally and said the words she had never intended to say:
"The methods I am talking about are not those evil transformations, but ones that you can all accept..."
However, before Alice could finish her words, she was interrupted gently by Tours:
"Lady Alice."
The old man's voice was a little weak, but it carried a firm emotion that Alice couldn't refuse.
"Please don't say any more."
Tours said with some self-deprecation:
"I'm actually afraid of death. I'm worried that I will change my current mind after hearing more choices."
"But that's not possible. I cannot be the only one to be favored. It is already a great honor to be the friend of Lord Prophet."
"So, please stop talking. I don't want to shake my mind at the end."
Alice was silent, watching Tours silently, observing his soul.
Tours did not lie. His soul was indeed shaken, and he also had the idea of wanting to live, but those complicated thoughts were overwhelmed by a strong will.
He didn't want to be that special case, and he didn't want everything he had insisted on to come to nothing.
The prophet does not want to be a god.
Turs was not willing to live an ignoble existence.
They are really similar, they are exactly the same...
Alice was actually not surprised, and in the end she could only sigh:
"...Well, if this is what you expect, then so be it."
"Thank you for your understanding."
Turs, who struggled to sit up, lowered his head to the crystal and expressed his gratitude.
"Then do you have any other wishes you want to achieve in the end? I can try my best to help you realize it."
"Wish?"
After thinking about it seriously, Tours asked uncertainly:
"Can...let me go outside and take a look?"
Seeing the pleading in Tours' dim eyes, Alice fell silent.