So Flanda started to narrate again. This was a habit of hers. Whenever she and Regnar were alone, Flanda liked to talk to Regnar as if talking to herself. Give him something to say. Because she thought he could hear it.
In fact, a lot of things have happened in the Chino Continent in the past ten years.
"I don't know much about the grievances between you and His Majesty King Alexander, but from the perspective of common people like us, His Majesty Alexander is really a wise king rarely seen in these hundreds of years. If it weren't for him, we barbarians and It is impossible for human beings to live in peace for such a long time. Until now, we barbarians are very grateful to him!" Flanda said while feeding her food. She often praised Alexander in front of Regnar because she felt that this might be able to resolve the issue. Some of the hostility in Regnar's heart. Over the years, Franda always felt that she had indeed changed some of Regnar's thoughts. At least, his appearance now no longer looked as gloomy and desperate as it did ten years ago.
"Mom!" Claude's call still sounded outside the house.
Flanda wiped the corners of Regnar's mouth with her handkerchief. She put down the bowl and said, "Claudes is back from hunting. I'll go take a look."
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In a chaotic and dark space, Regnar reluctantly knelt on the ground holding a broken long sword with both hands. He gritted his teeth and stared at the sky, with determination and determination in his eyes.
boom!
The dark thunder fell from the sky like a punishment from the wrath of the gods. It fell straight on the top of Regnar's head, as if it was going to completely annihilate Regnar.
But a weak hemispherical shield of light appeared above Regner's head. Although the shield looked so fragile and weak, the majestic black sky thunder still disappeared under the resistance of the shield. As the black thunder dissipated, a roar that echoed throughout the world resounded in this space: "Impossible! With what strength do you have to persist here? This is impossible!"
"Ahem." Regnar coughed, then split his mouth and smiled uglyly: "You have reached the end of your strength, right?"
"..." Regner's answer was a long silence.
After confirming that the opponent was indeed incapable of launching another attack, Regnar slowly sat down. He looked up at the sky and said, "Darkrod, you actually ask me why I persist? Isn't this nonsense?"
"What do you mean by this?" asked the being called Darkrod by Regnar.
"If you want to kill me, of course I will struggle. You are a god after all... Even though you have been dead for who knows how many years, you should understand that only idiots would kill at the slightest sign, right?" Regnar said with a sarcastic tone. ask.
"But when you were in the main material plane, you wished you could fight with the enemy and die together. At that time, I never saw you cherishing your life so much." Darkrod's voice was bewitching: "As long as you return your power to me, I can I promise in my true name that I will turn the entire continent into dust and repay you..."
"Revenge my hatred, right?" Regnar answered lazily: "You've said this to me a thousand times, right? Why are you still talking nonsense?"
"Don't you want revenge?" Darkrod asked.
"Of course I do." Regnar's originally relaxed face flashed with a bit of anger, and he said coldly: "There are some accounts that I must settle."
"Then return the power to me..."
"But you may be mistaken." Regnar interrupted Darkrod: "The object of my revenge is only a few individuals, not the world."
"Don't you hate that this world has destroyed the things you cherish most?"
"I hate it. Of course I hate this world." Regnar paused and then said, "But what? I also love this world."
"What does this mean?"
"Until now, I feel that the world has treated me unfairly, and the world owes me a lot. But..." Regnar showed a look of reminiscence: "It is precisely because of this world that I was able to meet them. It is the world that is wrong, It's not them. I love them, so I must also try to forgive the injustice this world has done to me. I must also protect... the world that I find extremely annoying."
There was another long silence, and finally Darkrod spoke again: "That's all, this time, just let me lose."
"You gave up so easily?" Regnar was stunned. He thought he would have to struggle with Darkrod for a long time.
"I never like meaningless entanglements. Since you can persist until now, it's not a bad idea for me to give up temporarily." Darkrod replied.
"Temporarily?" Regnar heard the sensitive words in Darkrod's words.
"Don't forget, I am the Lord of the Shadow Realm. Although I am not absolutely immortal, as long as my power still exists, I will eventually recover." Darkrod replied: "Besides... you have fought against my power. After fusion, until now, I still can't tell whether you are Regnar or just my clone."
"..." This time, it was Regnar's turn to be silent.
In fact, Darkrod is right. Strictly speaking, both Regnar and Darkrod can be counted as one existence, just like a schizophrenic person has two personalities. Both of them are themselves, just with different personalities. They have the same body and share some memories, but their views and understanding of things are completely different.
After a while, Regnar raised his head, his voice became firm again, and he said seriously: "I am me, now, and in my time, and you are just a person who should have been forgotten in time long ago. Just nameless ghosts in the river."
"Time has no meaning to me. Come on, Regnar, I will just wait and see what happens and see what path you can take..." Claude's voice became smaller and smaller, and then As the sound faded away, the chaos and darkness between heaven and earth also receded. Green grass and blue sky gradually appeared around Regnar, and continued to spread. In just a blink of an eye, the entire space turned into a sunny and endless prairie.
Phew… Phew…
The refreshing breeze of the grassland should have refreshed people's spirits, but at this time Regner was exhausted and almost on the verge of falling asleep, so he didn't feel inspired at all. He just lay down on the grass with his head raised, and then took a deep breath. He exhaled a breath: "Finally... it's over."
The skirt of the moon-white robe appeared in Regnar's field of vision, and then, the long ice-blue hair and the incomparable beauty appeared. Annelotte looked at Regnar with eyes of relief and encouragement. The girl hesitated for a moment, then finally blushed and said hard to Regnar: "Well... congratulations."
"..." Regnar didn't feel the slightest bit happy when he saw Annelotte, and his originally relaxed face even became a bit gloomy and cold. He stood up slowly, then stared at Annelotte and said, "Now, is there any point in pretending anymore?"
"What are you talking about? I don't understand..." Annelotte turned her head away feeling guilty.
"What?" Regnar sneered: "Do you really want to leave me in this illusory world? Huh? Elder Elon?"
"If you want to be safe, I really want to do this." Annelotte's appearance began to change with the voice. In just a few seconds, the girl who was originally thinking about Regnar day and night had turned into a girl with a smile on her face. Sorry for the stubble-bearded elf uncle.
"But you know, you can't trap me." Regnar's aura surged out again: "I don't know how you intervened in the fight between me and Darkrod, but you should know that this Illusion is the home ground of Darkrod and I. Since Darkrod has chosen to give in, there is nothing you can do to stop me from leaving here."
"Isn't it good here?" Elon looked into the distance and asked in a low voice: "I am just a spell left by Elon. I can become anyone you imagine and stay with you forever. In this way, It’s better than returning to reality and facing those cruel facts, right?”
"..." Regnar said nothing and seemed to be hesitant.
"I can even play multiple roles." Elon struck while the iron was hot. As soon as he finished speaking, Annelotte, Irene, Enelise, Kordak, Vera and others appeared beside Regner. They surrounded Regna, and even Regna felt the long-lost feeling of reunion and intimacy.