At ten o'clock in the evening, the snow in the Eastern Alps mountains was dyed into a magnificent dusk by the bloody setting sun. A figure slowly climbed to the main peak of Osor Mountain along the steep and rugged mountain road. He was a member of the Wusu tribe.
The leader, Wilhelm Dart, came to collect the manuscript of Saint Tumi as agreed in the morning. At the same time, he also wanted to ask for an answer from a certain young man.
Perhaps, the latter thing is his real purpose. In the heart of this taciturn man, the manuscript of the saint is far less important than his daughter's future.
It's just that he might hear a regrettable answer.
"Suntaya refused." After returning the copied saint's manuscript to Chief Wilhelm, before he could ask any questions, Linge took the initiative to inform him of the result, concisely: "She said she did not want to leave the snow-capped mountains.
Stay and shoulder your due responsibilities.”
When he said these words, what appeared in front of his eyes was the bright but determined eyes of the girl. She may not understand that every choice in life is important, but she has realized that some choices are only important.
She can do it by herself, and no one can influence her will, even if that person is her only relative.
The Xiatotuo people are a nation that chases blizzards, and that girl is as free as a snowflake. She was born, grew, and fluttered here, and finally withered slowly and merged into the endless glaciers, becoming a part of the eternal winter and snow.
Once the snowflakes leave the snow-capped mountains, they will melt into water and evaporate, so she will only feel at ease if she stays here.
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or fate, but Yunjing Kong Island has spring days with budding vitality, prosperous and lush summer days, and cool and clear autumn days, but it lacks the frost-covered winter days. This is by no means an empty island.
The owner is partial, but for the people living on that barren land, winter is really not a good memory, and Miss Angel, who inherited their wishes, has long regarded Cloud Whale Sky Island as the continuation of Avignon Village. Naturally,
I don’t want to see winter coming here again.
Her resistance created a warm, prosperous and peaceful paradise for the world, but it also unintentionally became the perfect excuse for the girl to refuse the invitation. Many things in the world were destined a long time ago, but people at that time still didn't know how to do it.
Just not aware of it.
"I see."
After listening to Linge's reply, Chief Wilhelm only said this sentence, then raised his head and stared silently at the mountains and snowy valleys dimmed by the sunset. In his eyes, the dusk had not yet faded.
But night fell early, and the darkness was so deep and unpredictable.
Is he regretting it? Or is he regretting it? Ringer couldn't get a clue from any detail in his tone, eyes or brows. Perhaps asking directly is the fastest and most convenient way, but young people at least know how to watch what they say and don't.
It was such an impolite thing to do, so we could only guess his mood at this time.
Regret or remorse, each of these emotions is reasonable, but none of them seems to be able to summarize the heart of leader Wilhelm. This, both in words, deeds, and spiritual core, perfectly fits the image of the traditional Shatotto people in people's minds.
The man, just standing there, gives people a feeling that he cannot be spied on. He is as high as a snow peak and as deep as a valley bottom.
"I was just thinking," he suddenly said, using a voice as thick as a rock to confess his thoughts at this time: "I seem to have never understood Songtaya's thoughts. I only acted as a father and leader.
It’s just making a judgment, it’s really unqualified.”
He didn't say clearly whether it was his disqualification as a father or his disqualification as a leader. Maybe it was both, or maybe neither mattered.
"I think you have done enough." Ringer said, "Leave the rest to the child. Although she is usually a little reckless, she actually knows what she is doing and what she wants."
The so-called great wisdom is like foolishness, which is what it means.
Chief Wilhelm glanced at him: "You seem to like her very much, Mr. Ringer?"
"Yes." The young man did not deny it: "I think no one would dislike a child as cheerful and lively as Sontaya, who is also well-behaved and sensible, right?"
Leticia is not human.
"Haha." Leader Wilhelm suddenly laughed. This seemed to be the first time Ringer heard this man's laughter since he met him, so that for a moment he thought it was his auditory hallucination, but what he heard next
This sentence made him more convinced of his thoughts, because if it was not an illusion, how could he have heard such an outrageous sentence: "Your love for Songtaya is partly based on love, and partly based on love.
Is the separation based on the love between men and women?"
"Ahem!"
Don't get me wrong, this is not Ringer's cough, but it comes from the sage's stone house. It seems that a certain girl has been paying attention to the conversation here. Ringer pretended that he did not hear it and looked at Will helplessly.
Leader Heim: "To say this is a joke would be a bit too sudden."
Leader Wilhelm shook his head and said seriously: "It's not a joke, Mr. Ringer, your answer is crucial. I wonder if you have heard of the story of Mechanical Saint Midea and Saint Creation Knight Dayang?"
Lin Ge's expression changed slightly: "I heard a little bit about it, but does it have anything to do with the topic we are discussing?"
"There is indeed a connection." Chief Wilhelm said: "It is said that in that holy war long forgotten by the world, the reason why the religious orders were able to defeat Alexander, the steam engine god who mastered the power of time and space, was to remove the power of the Seven Gods and
In addition to the power of the constructed mecha, another crucial factor is that the Holy Knight Dayang sacrificed himself and awakened the refined mechanical saint Midai with his love that transcended time and space, allowing her to see with her own eyes
Seeing what a big mistake he had made, the emotions of regret and pain impacted the kingdom of Alexander the Machine from the inside, causing it to collapse. This is enough to prove that love is an incredible power in the world, and can even resist the imagination of gods.
Refined.”
"This -" Lin Ge instantly understood what he meant: "So you hope that one day in the future, if Songtaya becomes the carrier of the conception of gods, there will also be someone like Dayang, the knight of creation, who will use the power of love to
Does she wake up?"
"exactly."
Chief Wilhelm was far-sighted, and after Sontaya refused to leave his hometown, he quickly thought of another method, but this method made Ringer dumbfounded.
The power of love is infinite... I always feel that it was Alice who said it, but there are indeed facts as evidence. If the feeling of longing can transcend time and space, and even transcend the kingdom of gods, lovers can be together in the eternal world.
Watch until death. The story of the mechanical saint Mide and the saint knight Dayan is as beautiful and cruel as a fairy tale.
The question is, how could Chief Wilhelm put his mind on himself? Linge was very sure that he only regarded Songtaya as a lively and lovely sister. After all, they had only been in contact with her for more than a week, and in such a short period of time, he had
People who can develop feelings are too carefree, right?
and--
"If I remember correctly, Sontaya is only fifteen or sixteen years old, right?" Linge glanced at Chief Wilhelm strangely: "It seems a bit too early to consider such a thing now?"
Chief Wilhelm said: "According to the customs of the mountain people, a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old is already an age where she can talk about marriage. However, Songtaya's vision is too high. Currently, there are no boys in the tribe like her.
It’s just someone she likes. Maybe only a man who is calm, knowledgeable, and dares to challenge miracles and recreate the saint’s past is her ideal destination, right?”
Ringer was speechless. What is the difference between this and calling someone by name?
Seeing that the topic was going further and further, the young man was afraid that Chief Wilhelm would be more serious about this matter, so he quickly changed the topic: "Having said that, maybe this is not the only way to do it? To conceive the principle of the birth of gods.
It seems that as long as the emotions are strong enough, they can impact the Kingdom of God they have created and bring back the refined soul. Therefore, the deep family relationship between you and Songtaya can also become that bridge."
"I hope so."
Chief Wilhelm sighed softly, somewhat disinterested. The young man thought that he might feel that as a father, he could not protect Sontaya, and as a leader, he could not prevent her from becoming the core of the ceremony.
Fate, and always being harsh to her, probably did not leave a good impression on her daughter. In this case, it seems a bit greedy to expect family ties to become the link between them.
However, the young man felt that he was just a fan of the authorities. Sontaya did avoid her father intentionally or unintentionally, but it was not because of fear, but precisely because of respect and admiration. She was extremely eager to become a great person like her father, but she couldn't.
I was also worried that my abilities were far from enough and would disappoint my father, so I stayed away from him and did not dare to express my feelings.
Every snowflake has the dream of becoming a mountain, even though when they landed on earth, they all felt inferior to their tiny selves reflected in the ice.
Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the girl chose to stay in her hometown.
Leader Wilhelm seemed to have figured it out and no longer struggled. He turned to mention another matter to Linge: "Since Songtaya has no intention of following you all away, I can't force you. There is just one thing I hope you can do."
Agree, Lord Linge."
Lin Ge said: "If there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best, but if it's still that matter -"
He hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried about something.
Leader Wilhelm saw through his thoughts, and a faint smile appeared on his stern face: "Of course I will not make any embarrassing requests for you. I just hope that when you leave this world and go to the universe, you can
Allow the child Songtaya to watch here and witness the miraculous return of the saint. Thousands of years ago, a Shatotto man witnessed the saint's ascension to heaven with his own eyes. I think this tradition should probably continue."
He put away his smile and looked up at the sky. The dusk was gradually fading, and the night was sweeping over the mountains and valleys of the Eastern Alps. A few stars appeared faintly on the distant horizon, twinkling lonely. That was the sky.
The Serpent? The Red Constellation? Or the Ancient Ship? These stars all have the meaning of guiding the direction in the ancient legends of the Shatoto people.
This request is indeed not too much, but Ringer is a little curious: "Are you so sure that we can replicate the saint's deeds?"
"I'm not sure." Leader Wilhelm shook his head slowly: "I just think that if you can't do it, maybe there is no need for this tradition to exist."
This is really a very high praise. Ringer was silent for a moment and said: "It sounds like we can't live up to your trust, Lord Wilhelm."
"Everything in the world is human-made."
Chief Wilhelm turned around, holding the wooden box containing the saint's manuscripts with both hands, and said to Ringer: "I sincerely wish you all success, not only to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Xia Tuo Tuo people, but also for the mission you shoulder.
That great ideal. Before that, I will watch silently, just like Mount Osor in these millions of years."
After he finished speaking, he nodded gently as a farewell. However, before leaving, Ringer called out to him, then took out a pair of golden bells from his arms, untied one of them and handed it over, saying: "This bell
, even if I give it to you... no, it is a gift to the Wusu tribe. Thank you for your care and help during this period. If one day, the mountain people encounter any difficulties, or something happens to Songtaya's child,
, you can shake this bell, and we will hear it then."
He spoke vaguely, but Chief Wilhelm instantly understood the meaning of the bell. It was more of a promise than a gift, and it seemed to be more solemn than his promise based on the Hermitage of the Mist Mountain. Wilhelm
The leader was not sure what there was about the mountain people that deserved this young man who was comparable to a saint to treat him differently. Was it Songtaya's fault? But no matter what, it seemed to be a good thing.
After accepting the bell, he said seriously: "I will give it to Sontaya for safekeeping."
Only she is qualified to keep it.
Lin Ge didn't say anything, which was regarded as acquiescence. He considered himself not a very kind-hearted person, and always only did what he could. Therefore, for Songtaya, he could only give such an illusory promise. Can it be
Fulfillment does not depend on the determination of young people, but on the illusory future.
If you make a promise and then fail to keep it, isn't it as cruel as giving hope and then taking it back?
Maybe, this is a wrong decision?
The young man looked at the departing figure of Chief Wilhelm and couldn't help but think in his heart. However, the facts could no longer be changed. His fate had already been determined when he made a request to Rorona. The only thing he could do was to follow the path.
Follow this path and walk unswervingly until you meet the final judgment in the distant and mysterious Temple of Heaven.
If we can get the help of the goddess, not to mention Sontaya, all people in the same situation as her will be saved. Whether this bell can work or not seems to be unimportant; but if it goes against the ideal plot...I'm afraid
