Since you are unwilling to let me go no matter what, why should you let me linger in my hands again?
Lin Ruoxi looked at Chu Yun like this, sighed, and said: "Actually, you don't have to be delusional about this artifact, because I have searched the posts before, and the equipment of the artifact will only appear in epic-level missions. As for players,
The highest level is dark gold.”
"Really?" Chu Yun turned his head. He felt that this was more like a consolation prize given by Miss Lin when he was disappointed.
"Nonsense!" Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes at Chu Yun.
There was no other way. Due to the mission, Chu Yun could only follow the prompts and go to find Sachar.
But the opposite of his mood is the short dark elf in the game. The little Shota with a strong sense of justice will naturally not enrich himself like his master. He has made up his mind to hand over the relic left by Ed York.
To Shahar.
Don’t you think it’s strange, dark elf brother? This necklace was originally given to you by Kuroyukihime, the unfaithful granddaughter of Sachar, so Ed York is just giving you something that belongs to you. You don’t have it at all.
Do you need to treat your own things as some kind of bullshit relics before handing them back...
I always felt that Chu Yun walked very reluctantly. Although he was only a few dozen steps away from Shahal, it felt as if he had walked through the entire Long March.
Chu Yun simply stood up and said to the monkey next to him: "Come and help me."
Lin Ruoxi looked at him with disdain: "Isn't it just that the equipment in the game is gone? Uncle, don't you pride yourself on having a good mentality?"
Chu Yun looked at her dumbfounded: "How about you help me go to the toilet?"
Lin Ruoxi choked on her words, blushed and fell silent.
When Chu Yun walked away, the monkey reached out to click the mouse. Lin Ruoxi told the monkey: "You just choose the bad one. If there is any good reward, give him a useless one."
Monkey didn't dare to look at Lin Ruoxi and shrank his neck without uttering a sound.
In the game, when Ed York was talked about, Sachar seemed to be filled with loneliness regarding Ed York's death.
"He is such a person. I clearly remember that Ed York first realized that he was different when I was 6 years old and Ed York was 8 years old. At that time, a group of Kansala's men entered the village to grab food.
In order to protect me, Ed York used that power for the first time, and he turned into a completely different person..." Sachar wiped her eyes with her hands, but she curled her lips and smiled: "Demon
He not only destroyed the invaders, but also burned
Destroying the house, he didn't realize that he was out of control at the time. When he changed back, it was too late. Ed York blamed himself very much. In order to make amends, he voluntarily had his eyesight taken away and lived a life of self-exile.
Life. But I have always believed that my brother is by no means a child of disaster... Just like today, when everyone was shouting his name, he did it. He changed from a hero to me.
Everyone’s hero.”
From the perspective of the short dark elf, he knew the subsequent historical development, and also understood that Shashar would eventually marry Anmekaron.
He couldn't help but ask, because after all, Anme Calon, an ambitious man, had to share a certain amount of responsibility for Ed York's death.
Sachar touched D-knight's head, but did not answer his question directly: "Thank you, Ed York must be very happy to have a friend like you."
The carriage came slowly, and Si White, the close minister of Anmekaron, saw the conversation between Shahar and D-knight from a distance, and couldn't help but cast a wary glance at the short dark elf. After all, today, for
It was not a lucky day for his master, Anme Calon.
"Miss, it's time for us to leave." He opened the carriage door and saluted Sachar.
Sachar nodded, and when he walked to the car door, he turned back and smiled at the short dark elf: "My brother has finished what he should do, and I want to finish what he has not finished."
She took a look at the clear blue sky after the war.
The short dark elf watched her carriage drive away.
A dream that traveled through time and space has also come to the end of the dream...
Under the sky, the old but heroic voice of the court wizard Rudels still echoed in front of the hero's monument. Just like what was described in the eulogy, the hero's soul will last forever.
"I once looked up under this blue sky, those who brought their ideals to eternal sleep. They used their swords and blood to open up the chapter of this era."
"No matter how dark the night is, you must believe that the dawn of dawn is your selflessness that has brought us the glory of victory and peace - praise you, heroes of Axel Rosen, history will remember your efforts
, my descendants will abide by your instructions. Although the future will still be difficult, life will never end and dreams will last forever."
"Ed York, yes, this is a great name. Although I am not the great and almighty Fidrella, just as a human being and as the eternal ally of the people of Fidrella, today, I want to represent Ike
All the people of Serosen Continent would like to express their gratitude to you. It is your selflessness and dedication that protects the peace and prosperity of this land. It is your justice and modesty that maintains the friendship of the Silver Alliance."
"I want to crown you - the uncrowned king of Fidelela's descendants. From today on, let us jointly honor this great name, St. Ed York. May your glory last forever!"
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"This is [Coronation]!" Seeing Chu Yun walk into the room after going to the toilet, Monkey couldn't wait to report to Chu Yun: "This is the ending of the main mission of the Dark Fairy!"
Chu Yun replied calmly: "Yes."
He has studied it before. In fact, many special missions overlap with the main missions. After completing this mission, he has completed the main mission. The best proof is that D-knight has now passed level 20.
Limit, raised to level 21.
The screen gradually darkened, and then a progress bar flashed across quickly, bringing the short dark elf back to the present.
D-knight raised his head from the desk. It was obvious that Wurlenz was sleeping there before, but now he was himself. He was also wearing a blanket, which fell to the ground because of his previous actions. He was organizing the bookcases on the side.
The old curator heard the commotion and came over.
The old man looked at d-knight and smiled slightly, like a kind grandfather looking at his grandson: "Did you have a nightmare?"
The short dark elf shook his head.
"Really, separation may be a painful thing, but for the living, holding on to the unfinished dreams of the important people is the best reward."
d-knight looked at the old man blankly, wondering why the other man would talk like that.
However, the old curator had no intention of explaining anymore: "The time is up, it's already thirty minutes past the closing time, and we have to rest today."
In this way, an eviction order was issued.
D-knight jumped down from the chair and slowly walked out of the door with a big sword on his back.
"Tell me, is what I'm doing really a dream?" When he was at the door, he turned around and asked.
"Who knows?" The old curator smiled somewhat noncommittally.
Watching d-knight disappear from the end of sight.
Standing alone in front of the bookshelf, Wurlenz closed the iron-covered book. Under the gilded characters "The Rise of the Dark Fairy", two dark fairies clutching big swords stood on a hill full of demon corpses.
The scene of fighting side by side on the hill is so eye-catching...
Wurlenz rubbed the picture with his wrinkled fingers, then put the book back on the high bookshelf. He turned his head and looked back at the direction where D-knight disappeared with a smile...
