It seemed as if Su Mingan thought that this Nor was not Nor.
“…”
Noel looked at the white dove flying high in silence.
"——The coordinates have been locked in the sky. We need one person or a team to escort the special medicine and the immortal talisman up." People's voices came from the earphones.
"——Can't we use remote means?"
"——No. The variability is too great, and we need strong people to escort us up, otherwise it will be easily intercepted midway. Moreover, the rain will take some time to fall, and if the Immortal Talisman is taken away by the enemy midway, the rain will stop immediately."
"——The Black Magpie King of the Kingdom of Homulil provided us with a bomb. It is said that this is a destructive weapon that he has been preparing for a long time. Once it is ignited, most of the holy city will be engulfed in flames."
“——In this case, as long as we send the special medicine up and then detonate the bomb, the Immortal Talisman will not be taken away in a short time.” Isabella’s calm voice came out.
“——This requires sacrifice. If this plan is implemented, the people escorting the Immortal Talisman will also be killed in the explosion.”
"——Every second means sacrifice. This cannot be avoided. We can only do it as soon as possible."
"——I can drive the Civet up there." Yamada Machiichi's voice was also very calm: "The Civet has a lift function, and my personal combat power should be enough. There is no other choice, so help me stop the angel."
"——Yamada Machiichi, don't go. The Peak Alliance cannot lose you." Isabella's voice.
The headset was noisy. Noel suddenly laughed softly and jumped down from the bell tower.
Yamada Machi was holding a bomb and preparing to launch the Civet into the air, his hair disheveled and his body covered with burn marks.
"Let me do it." Noel supported him: "You are not strong enough."
In this kind of plan where success is a matter of life and death, the higher the escort's combat power, the better.
He ignored Yamada Choichi's attempts to keep him, and pushed him aside, almost self-destructively getting in. At this moment, he probably knew that he was not the real Noel, because the real Noel would not be so impulsive. Then what was he?
On the first night, he came down in a wide-sleeved fairy skirt and invited his best friend in his memory to go on an adventure. He had killed a fake Yamada Machi in the experimental city of the first tower.
But he had never expected that he could be a fake. He had never felt that some of his words could be fabricated by the gods.
"Noel, you can't go. If you die, the points with such a heavy weight will..." Yamada Machiichi's face was full of confusion.
Noel stretched out his hand and touched the tip of Yamada Machi's nose through the glass screen of the Civet.
He squinted his eyes, and his vast ocean-like eyes condensed into a line.
"Fake. All fake." Noel smiled. "Appearance can be disguised, voice can be adjusted, memory can be instilled, strength can be implanted, and you - maybe all are fake. You help Su Mingan so selflessly - but what drives you is not your real emotions, but the implanted passion and love. Maybe... none of us is real."
"What are you talking about?" Yamada Machi knew that his IQ was far behind Noel's, but he really didn't understand what he was saying.
Noel waved his hand.
"If I die and don't drop any equipment, then I know who I am." Noel raised his lips. "A fearless, enthusiastic adventurer who is keen on exploring the unknown. This is the character setting - risking his life just to find out the answer to a question. Yamada Machi, tell me - will the real Noel do this? Do I have freedom at this moment?"
Yamada-cho stared at him in a daze.
The Civet was launched at this moment.
Facing the recorder, Noel slowly raised his hand and made an "OK" gesture. At the same time, he blinked his right eye and slowly smiled.
In his memory, this meant——【No need to save me】.
Even if the Civet Cat was blown up, the images from the recorder would remain for Su Mingan to see.
Is it a secret code?
I guess so.
Maybe this is just the result of the observation of the gods, maybe this code has other meanings, but he should not be Noel, so he doesn't know.
He looked out the window, the blue moon was silent, the flames went straight into the sky. The stars stared at him, the moonlight caressed his golden hair, and the scenery outside the glass was particularly gentle.
He touched the puppet strings in his hand. In fact, he already knew the answer to the question. It was just that the emotion deep in his heart told him not to be this "Noel" anymore.
You will make him confused, you will make him doubt, you will make him not even be able to believe the secret codes.
He is the last nightingale, but you are not. You are a creation of the gods... a trap to silence the nightingale completely.
A free and proud bird should not accept being controlled by others, even if it is a counterfeit product.
When the Civet reached the top, all the noise disappeared.
Noel looked at the recorder and hugged the bomb tightly in his arms.
"I thought of a memory, but the feeling was already very vague. After all, it was an implanted memory, not something I experienced personally." Noel said softly:
"I remember a person who looked a lot like me once said that he would not die for a greater good, because he was a bird."
"I am also a bird, Su Mingan. Even though I don't know who I was before I became 'Noel'. However, the memories of my time with you in my mind tell me that birds should be in the sky."
"I am telling you with my death that I may not be Noel. Please remember that others may not be themselves, even if they themselves do not know it."
"Although the probability is extremely low, if you find out that I am really Noel... you can go back and save me. But if I am not Noel..."
Flames burned in his hands.
"Just remember, there was a flying bird that died in the sky."
Tears flowed from his red eyes and the blond boy smiled alone in front of the cold recorder.
"…because it has also forgotten its own name, age, appearance, family, and [history]."
When the first burst of fire broke out on the Civet, the first drop of rain fell from the sky.
Until its death, Fei Niao was still attached to the forest that the old gods had described.
Imagine walking in a sun-dappled forest, with green leaves falling and flowers blooming, walking between mountains and flowing water, and when you look up, spring peach blossoms fall on your shoulders.
There was a brilliant explosion of fire, pieces of iron fell to the ground, and the Civet was torn into pieces.
"Shuashuashua——"
The second drop of rain fell, the third drop, and the fourth drop.
The iron block smashed down the second piece, the third piece, and the fourth piece.
Finally, the Civet completely disappeared in the flames.
The raindrops connected into lines, and the lines were squeezed into a thick rain surface. Then, with a loud "哗——" sound, heavy rain fell from the sky, covering the entire earth.
Su Mingan raised his head. The last ray of moonlight lingered on his forehead, and then slid down gently.
At this moment, the rain soaked me.
Blood and water flowed slowly into the earth along the black knife that pierced his heart, like the return of the sea.
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