Chapter 630: The goal of old guy Adela in Stripping City
Although Gray really wanted to ask what [] was, after thinking about it for a while, she roughly came up with her own answer.
Magicians are a group of people who pursue the root. In order to reach the root, they can do anything, and it is not a problem to abandon everything that is human.
But she only heard what Miss Olga Marie said. In Animusfia, the magicians she really came into contact with were all a very good group of people. They did not, as Olga Marie said, in order to reach the
Roots at all costs.
But they all have their own goals and work hard for their own goals. So what about their own goals?
She lowered her head and stared at her toes.
Regarding her goal, she could vaguely feel her thoughts, but the details were still so hazy, as if there was a layer of veil between them.
"What are you thinking about?"
Mikael noticed Gray's silence and asked softly.
"I……"
Gray raised her head, the confusion in her eyes still not dissipating. Her lips moved, seeming a little melancholy.
“I was just wondering what is my goal?”
"Oh~~ So Gray is worried about this kind of thing."
Mikael showed an expression of sudden realization, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shook his head gently.
"If you haven't determined your goal yet, how about moving on first? You may not be able to discover your goal one day. And goals are not static. They will change with your knowledge and thoughts.
With the increase, maybe your goals today and your goals tomorrow will become different.”
"So...master, is your goal...also to pursue the root...?"
After hesitating for a while, Gray asked in a low voice. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying.
"Why wouldn't you think so?"
Mikael asked with interest.
"Because Master, you are a very powerful magician. I heard that the more powerful a magician is, the more obsessed he is with pursuing the root cause."
"So, Gray, do you know what the root is?"
Upon hearing Mikael's words, Gray shook her head. As for the root, she had only seen descriptions of it in magic books, but it was so broad that she had no real sense of the root at all.
"Let's use an analogy."
As Mikael walked, he talked eloquently. The moonlight stretched their shadows very long. At this time, the city seemed to have become a classroom, and only the two of them were walking quietly.
"Pursuing the roots is like climbing over mountains and ridges to see the sea. You will encounter various difficulties and obstacles in the way. Most people fall halfway. Only a few lucky ones can actually reach the seaside and sit on the beach.
I picked up some beautiful shells.”
"But this road is getting more and more difficult now, and it is almost impossible to walk through it now. However, there are still many people who continue to set foot on this road, even if they know that they will fall halfway."
"But why? Why do you do it when you know it won't work?"
Gray asked in confusion.
"Because this is human beings. No matter how much magicians claim to be otherworldly, they are still human beings after all. Ambition, desire, unwillingness... these are their motivations. Even if they already know the future, they still want to grasp it.
Take advantage of that slim chance."
"Sorry, some of what I said was off track, but about my goal..."
Having said this, Mikael looked up at the night sky outside. Today's night was exceptionally clear, without any haze, and he could even see the bright sea of stars for the first time in a long time.
"My goal is not to pursue the source, because I already have that kind of thing, and I have nothing else to ask for. Whether it is eternal life, supreme power, supreme status, endless wealth, or warmth
Family and friends, disciples to be proud of... I already have these."
Having said this, he sighed softly, then spread his hands,
"From this point of view, there is indeed nothing worth pursuing, but for me, I still have goals, such as living a solid life every day."
"Live each day in a down-to-earth manner..."
Gray murmured to himself, repeating Mikael's words.
"Do you think my goal is simple?"
Mikael seemed to see what Gray was thinking, and suddenly said.
"No, it's not..."
Gray's face turned red, she waved her hands repeatedly, and her words were a bit awkward.
"It's just that I think Master's goal... should be more powerful. After all, Master... you are very..."
"Hehehe~~ This guy is indeed very powerful. I have never seen such a powerful guy before. I strongly agree with this. Even if the holy spear is released, it is estimated that it will be difficult to hurt this man."
Gray's right cuff was trembling, and Adelaide jumped out at the right time.
"I wouldn't do that to Master, Yade——"
Gray pursed her lips and shook the sill fiercely, interrupting Yade's words.
"Ahhhhhhhhh-"
Yade let out a "shocking" cry, and then shut his mouth honestly.
Seeing the interaction between Gray and Ad, Mikael laughed subconsciously.
Realizing her gaffe, Gray quickly stopped shaking.
"In fact, living every day in a down-to-earth manner may seem simple, but the simpler things are, the more complicated and difficult they are."
He stretched out his hand and touched Gray's head, feeling the soft hair in his palm, and said sincerely.
"Isn't there a saying in the East, [What seems ordinary is the most amazing, but success is easy but difficult]. Who can really live every day in a down-to-earth manner? Who can guarantee that they will really live every day well?
Well, I will never regret it, even a saint would not dare to say this."
Gray raised her head in confusion and looked at Mikael's side face. There was some kind of emotion in those eyes that she couldn't understand. It was the indifference and calmness that only came after seeing the vicissitudes of life.
"Okay, it's too early for you to say this. After all, young people have to spend their youth wantonly, and things like me become weird."
"Master, Master is also very young..."
After a while, Gray said weakly.
"Hahaha---"
After hearing Gray's words, Mikael couldn't help laughing again,
"Actually, I think you're right, Gray. After all, I'm only eighteen years and a few thousand months old. Of course, I can still be considered a young man."
[Eighteen years and several thousand months...]
Gray marveled in her heart. Although her master looked so young, he had actually lived for so long.
"Are you thinking about something rude?"
Mikael seemed to see through what Gray was thinking, he narrowed his eyes slightly and gently flicked her smooth forehead with his curved fingers.
"Hmm..."
Gray covered her forehead with tears streaming down her face.
"Hehehe, Gray, you..."
Before Yade could finish speaking, Mikael also flicked his finger through the air.
"Ah, I'm dead——!"
Yade let out a strange cry, and then stopped making any sound. He just moved his expression and made faces.