Lily put the name in her memory and continued to look for similar names or deeds.
There were many other names mentioned in the unofficial history. Some of them she retained vague impressions of, but could not remember when she had met the other person. Others she had never heard of - this was not surprising, they were passed down by word of mouth.
After the passage of time, the stories and poems often turn into something that surprises the people involved.
This kind of thing has happened more than once in her previous journey.
Having said that, there are legends that are made out of nothing, and there must be deeds that have been forgotten by everyone. For example, the history books do not record the many legends she experienced personally in the process of unifying the continent, and the friends she made through it.
Wait, guys...has she?
Lily tried hard to recall the adventures she had and the teammates she had traveled with. She was sure she had had many amazing journeys, but unfortunately, whenever she tried to recall the specific details, her mind felt like
It was completely foggy and I couldn't see the specific content clearly.
She closed her eyes and allowed herself to immerse herself deeper into the memories. In the darkness, she vaguely felt the tension, warmth and touch of the past, as if those people she was extremely familiar with were still surrounding her.
However, the feeling was fleeting. When she opened her eyes, all the warmth and nostalgia disappeared immediately. Lily tried hard to hold on to that memory, but whether it was the names of her friends or their voices and smiles, they all left her without hesitation.
.
The female mercenary sighed.
It seems that she is really old, she thought. As an ordinary human being who has not been transformed by the secret arts, a thousand years are enough for her brain and body to gradually decay. Soon, she will die somewhere
Fall into a deep sleep one night and never wake up again - just like every human being who dies.
There's nothing wrong with that. Anyway, there's nothing she's attached to in this world anymore——
"That's not the case."
A voice suddenly sounded, gentle and familiar, with unquestionable persuasiveness. Lily turned her head and looked around, but could not see anyone.
"Who are you?" She asked timidly, "Where are you? Are you here to take me away?"
"That's right." The voice replied, "But it doesn't take you to the underworld, but it takes you to wake up from your dream."
He slowed down his speech, and every word seemed to have some kind of magic, "It's time for you to come back, Lily, open your eyes and return to your reality."
However, she had her eyes open to begin with - no, if it was a dream, everything would be explained. But what could she do in the dream?
"Relax your body and mind and get rid of all thoughts." The voice said, "Don't worry too much. What you forget is just a future that never happened."
Okay, let her try it. Lily sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes, didn't think about anything, and allowed her body to digest time quietly.
It was as if a pure white, warm light shot down from the sky, penetrated her closed eyelids, and awakened her soul that had been sleeping. Lily opened her eyes and found herself sitting on a soft bed.
About one meter away from her was the familiar voice and the source of the cordial feeling - the young man from the White Tower family who served as the leader of the Bergst Chamber of Commerce.
"Welcome back, September." He said, "Good morning."
Lily stared at the young man in front of her and was silent for a long time before she squeezed out a sound from her throat. However, this time, her voice did not contain anger, but contained a trace of confusion.
"Femir...why is it you?"
"Of course it's me." The young man smiled, "Did you sleep well, September?"
"What...did you do to us?" Lily frowned, but she couldn't regain her original mood, "Those...things we saw..."
However, to her surprise, the young man in black robe shook his head.
"I don't know what you saw, September." He said sincerely and gently, "You seem to have traveled to some distant future in your sleep. The only thing I did to you was to pull you out of your deep dream.
,bringing back our reality.”
"How...how long have we slept?"
"A little more than three days." The young man raised his hand and gently brushed her cheek, "Want to eat something, September?"
The female mercenary did not answer him immediately. Part of her rationality told her that the person in front of her was the mastermind of the "Gray War", which plunged the continent into turmoil for several years, killed countless people, and was the culprit of the destruction of her original homeland.
But on the other hand, after she left the "dream", the memory in that dream did not dissipate at all, and some details that were originally unclear became gradually clear. This impressed her so deeply that she even
The name she had been pursuing in her dream was sitting opposite her.
Fimmel Stark, this is the person who "once" joined hands with her to unify the entire continent and create a new world.
If the current time is regarded as reality, whether it is war and destruction or the birth of a new world, they are all located in the further future. It is as if the same world has embarked on two completely different paths just because of a certain choice.
She couldn't even tell which one was a fact she had personally witnessed and which one was a false dream.
In fact, she had never witnessed the "Gray War" with her own eyes, and only learned about that disaster from history books. However, the establishment of the "New World" seemed to be right in front of her eyes - she clearly remembered that she and many people had worked together to
She was an enemy and had witnessed the sacrifices of many people, including old companions, friends, or people who had helped her. Those things made her very sad, but nothing could compare to the departure of the young man in front of her. She even chose to forget
Everything in the past, give up the identity of September, and live life as an ordinary human being.
——On the eve of the birth of the new world, Fimmel Stark sacrificed his life in order for the two people's true ideals to be realized.
"No matter which way, there is no perfect ending..." the female mercenary murmured, shaking her head to reject the young man's kindness, "But whose choice determines the path?"
"The future is determined by many choices, and it is difficult to change easily because of one person's decision. Of course, there are no absolutes." Fimir seemed to see through her doubts and spoke softly, "You look a little tired.
Then I won’t bother you any more—just have a good rest, September.”
The young man stood up, patted his robe, and walked slowly towards the door.
"...Wait a minute." Just as the young man was about to step out of the door, Lily stopped him, "When...are you free?"
"If it is your request in September, I will be available at any time." The young man turned around and looked at her with a smile, "Because I believe that you are someone who can understand me."
"Okay." Lily jumped off the bed, licked her lips quickly, and sat on the chair next to the desk, "Tell us about your plan - maybe... you can do better with us here.
A little?"
The young man in black robe looked at her seriously and bowed slightly, using wizard etiquette.
"As you wish, September," he said, "let's try to change the future."