As soon as Ling returned to the imperial capital, she went to the underground waterway and found the matcha green haired boy.
"As soon as I came back, I asked such difficult questions. Did something happen to you? You didn't even try to pretend."
"We encountered something. We had a fight with Du Barry in Lohengrin City. 'Mr. Lian' is dead. I'm not like Blubrand, who can make shells with the same image multiple times... Hello,
answer my question."
Although Ken Parela has always shown a harmless appearance and is rated as the one with the weakest combat effectiveness among the enforcers, Ling knows that this No.0 is not that simple. That's why she came to find her.
consult.
"Oh, that Du Barry, it's really surprising. It's quite surprising in both aspects. But I don't think you have become weaker at all. I can feel your exaggerated progress every time we meet, whether it's
Your strength, muscle strength, endurance, agility, and reaction have all become like monsters. Your skill has surpassed those old men in the eastern part of the continent who have been practicing for seventy or eighty years. Among the executors, they can still beat you in a head-to-head battle.
The only real monster is Jie Yan."
"That's not what I'm talking about. I found that I have become weak. It was the same before I let Zidian run away, and then I met Du Barry. Levi asked me not to kill anyone. But unconsciously, he would keep his hands to myself.
It feels weird.”
From March 1199, Qiyao Calendar, when the agreement was made, to August 1202, Qiyao Calendar, Ling has not carried out any commission that required killing for the association for three and a half years.
It was Levi's request at the time to let her restrain her murderous intent, but it became routine without her realizing it.
After arriving in Luray, she immersed herself in academic research and met Tio, a new family member. She lived an ordinary life like an ordinary person, which gradually dissipated the accumulated hostility in her body. Even if it was unshakable every day,
Cultivation is only repeated subconsciously as fitness and relaxation.
When she withstood Du Barry's wholehearted sword attack, she realized that she had become another person, a stranger who was so innocent that she felt a little scared.
It was obvious that she was not like this in the past, but the former self that evoked the bloodshed without hesitation had become so unfamiliar. During the three and a half years of silence, she had forgotten what it felt like to kill someone.
Every time she punches, she will carefully control her power. Obviously during normal practice, she can break the armor plate of the latest tank with one punch, but she cannot break the human body, which is countless times more fragile than steel.
into two sections.
she is afraid
Afraid of the burning heat and excitement in your chest?
she is afraid
Afraid of being enveloped in joy that cannot be described in words?
she is afraid
Afraid that the demon who wantonly takes lives will awaken again?
She was confused.
With the principle of body locking the body's functions, you can feel the increase in strength with every training.
With the principles of the soul to purify the fighting soul, every day of practice can be worth a month of hard work for others.
Day after day, month after month, year after year, my martial arts become more and more refined, and my skills become more and more profound.
However, does this frivolous progress really mean anything to her?
Before returning to the Imperial Capital, she tried to summon Alondette in the Water Spirit Cave, but this time, she failed to break open the shell of the Demonic Soldier. Although she relied on brute force to revive it after several years.
The Demon Huang soldiers chopped the radiant chips into pieces, but that was not the victory she wanted.
She became weak.
It was so weak that the Sword of Mind, which I was once proud of, could no longer be used.
The days of peace have not only worn away her anger, but also her sharpness. Her sword is no longer as sharp as it once was.
"I think this is a good thing? Only the strong can do it with ease. I thought Ling would have as much fun as me." Kenparela spoke, bringing her thoughts back to reality.
"Not happy at all."
"Oh, it looks like this. What a pity."
"What's the pity?"
"As a human being, Ling, you are quite special. I thought you and I would get along quite well. When you were brought back from the paradise by Levi and Joshua, I never imagined that you would become so useful later.
To this extent. I told you, are you just overthinking? If you really encounter a situation that threatens your life, you are the kind of guy who will not hesitate to kill you. Whether it is Levi,
Joshua, or little sister Tio. Put their lives and your own life on the two ends of the scale, and you will choose yourself without hesitation. It is precisely because you have a nature that is more selfish than anyone else that you can be a
King Gu climbed out of that purgatory!"
“Ken Parella!!!”
The fighting spirit turned into purple flames as if being ignited and rolled towards the young man's position. The young man in the pink suit changed his expression and snapped his fingers, and her figure immediately disappeared without a trace in the phantom fire.
The exploding purple flames burned one of the underground waterways into a spherical molten pit with a radius of tens of subrectangular dimensions.
"That bastard, if I had known better, I wouldn't have come to her." It was just words. In fact, Ling was quite grateful to her for enlightening her. It seemed like this was not the first time that she had given her guidance like this.
After venting her anger, Ling gradually calmed down. She felt that her own immaturity stemmed from the fact that she was so irritated by just a few words.
Levi and Joshua are both very important people to Ling, as is Tio. But she has never considered weighing the other person's life against her own.
For most people in this world, it is very common to have people who are more important than themselves in their lives. The feeling of preferring to suffer harm to oneself rather than to harm an important person is a common ethical concept in the continent of Samria.
Even the ruthless Osborn would not hesitate to dig out his own heart in order to save his son Rean.
But Ling couldn't do this.
She is indeed a bad child.
Ken Parella may be right about at least one thing.
Her motivation for practicing martial arts diligently is not to protect others, but simply to protect herself.
At first, Ling's reason for wanting to become stronger was just to live a better life. In the first few years, she had to do her best to survive.
Maybe the plain and beautiful daily life has eroded her vigilance, maybe her heart is not as pure as it used to be, but she will never truly forget the powerlessness she felt that year when she fell into the sea of misery.
She longs for power, the power to save herself.
In this case, just live for yourself as always.
The sun shone in from the large circular pit above her head, and the sounds of the bustling crowd could be heard around her. She accidentally made a big noise, and Ling had no intention of being watched by the citizens of the imperial capital. She immediately went into invisibility.