The knight sighed, sat down on the ground, and reached out to touch the young man's head.
"If you think you can't do anything and don't dare to strive for anything, you will end up with nothing."
Arthur whispered, "I used to be as weak as you. What happened? My home was taken away, my family was taken away, and even all my feelings were taken away. Just when I understood
If I continue like this, I will have nothing, and even my heart will become empty. I snatched back my anger. From that time on, anger has been the only emotion in my heart."
Ivan was still curled up in a ball, muttering in a low voice: "You are different from me, you are much stronger than me. You are fearless."
The knight shook his head again: "There is no absolute difference between you and me. What is real strength? Is it superb swordsmanship? Is it a tough body? Is it agile footsteps? Is it profound magic?"
No! None. Real strength only requires one condition, a very simple condition. That is not to be afraid of death. The most terrifying thing is never death, but the fear of failure and giving up trying."
Ivan retorted: "You put it simply. You are very skilled, so of course you won't be afraid. But I am different from you. I know how weak I am. I know that I will get hurt, and it will hurt when I get hurt, and I may even die."
Drop. How can you say that death is not scary?! Death is the scariest thing! Once you die, there is nothing left!"
Arthur pointedly pointed out: "Don't you have nothing now? Is there any real difference between you being dead and not dead? Is your current life considered a real life?"
The young man did not answer, but continued to curl up and tremble slightly.
"Tomorrow's hunting, the cavalry we bring out will record our actions throughout the process." Arthur said without emotion, "If you make a fool of yourself, everyone in the knights will see it. If you don't want to be laughed at, just do it well."
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"Why are you forcing me like this..." Ivan whispered, with slight anger in his voice.
"Why? Because I just can't stand your blaming attitude. I won't give up until you correct it."
"It's up to you." The anger subsided, and Ivan's voice was filled with another emotion: tiredness.
Arthur turned around and wanted to leave, but he suddenly asked thoughtfully:
"That seagull, why didn't you kill it? If the output of the shotgun was adjusted to normal, the seagull would have been cooked long ago. But you only used the minimum output to hit it, just to scare it. Why?
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"You should ask, why did I kill him? I was just practicing marksmanship, there was no need to kill, right?" the young man answered matter-of-factly.
"Do you think everyone will do this?" Arthur shrugged, "The world is full of bullies. They don't need a reason to hurt the weak. They can hurt people just out of spite. You have the power to kill that one."
The power of the seagull, but you didn't hurt it. You didn't do this because you once looked at the world from the perspective of the weak. You couldn't bear to hurt the weak. This was your kindness to the weak. And kindness is exactly
The motivation that makes you truly powerful."
"I... don't understand..." Ivan's voice was full of confusion, "How can something that is invisible and intangible can make people stronger..."
"One day, you will understand." After Arthur said this profound sentence, he disappeared in the night.
Deeper into the night, the iron cavalry drew a streak of silver light in the night sky and arrived at Storm Island.
The red fire dragon evil star stretched out his little hand and pointed in the direction of two o'clock: "I can feel it there."
The knight landed on the coast of the island, and two giant dragons had already poked their heads out of the forest.
"I thought who was so bold to come to Storm Island in the middle of the night to disturb us. Isn't this the red fire dragon evil star?" Javier, the green wind dragon, burst into laughter the moment he saw the little red dragon: "Ah hahaha, what are you doing?"
What's wrong? How did you become this virtuous? Was it defeated by humans and shrunk into such a domesticated form?"
"About this, you will find the answer soon." Evil Star replied calmly, not caring about Javier's humiliation at all, "Now, my master has something to say to you."
"You've shrunk like that, but your tone is as loud as ever?" Sparkle, the Purple Lightning Dragon, also joined in the sarcasm, "What do you want to say, little ones?"
"I suddenly thought of a very good game, so I rushed here overnight." Knight Arthur spoke, but he was brewing a clever plan in his heart, "Do you want to bet?"