The night after the snow stopped, the city wall seemed particularly cold.
People walked in the surging darkness, like small boats tossed in the waves.
Su Mingan turned around and saw a black umbrella at the entrance of the alley.
The cold wind blew into his collar, and the necklace with a photo on it jingled around his neck.
Under the umbrella, the silent red-haired girl was holding the wooden sculpture in her hands, looking at him calmly.
"One of the virtues of a knight is sacrifice," she said, "and after killing the devil, the hero cannot return to his home in peace."
She looked at him, her eyes calmer than ever before.
"Everyone will die," she said. "Rather than decaying in the future or walking on an endless road with no end, it is better to stop here. At least... someone will remember."
"Turning other people's memories into your own tombstone is the most meaningless behavior," said Su Mingan.
He walked past her and heard her very quiet voice.
"Rin, the people who have walked through your life should not become your regrets." Naraku said: "Remember her, remember her forever, and then keep going."
"Who are you talking about?" Su Mingan keenly noticed the deviation in her words.
But Naraku was like a motionless tombstone and did not meet his gaze.
"Don't let the sadness and regret for the deceased accumulate in your heart. I'm not asking you to forget her completely, nor am I asking you to suppress your sadness." Naraku said: "She just... wants to go home."
"You haven't woken up yet?"
Su Mingan had already noticed that something was wrong with her.
The red-haired girl suddenly turned around.
The faint moonlight after the snow shone on her face. She stretched out her hand, holding a small wooden sculpture.
It was a wood sculpture in the shape of a young man. It was obvious that it had been carefully carved, with every edge and corner being just right, comparable to a masterpiece by a master.
She stared at him blankly, and suddenly broke into a brilliant smile.
"for you."
It was as if she had suddenly become a different person. Her eyes, which had just been filled with indifference and sadness, suddenly danced with childlike joy.
It was like the sun suddenly shining into her eyes, dispelling the haze in them. Her smile was so pure, like a piece of white paper without any color applied.
She raised her hands and presented the small wooden sculpture to him as if she were holding a child's favorite teddy bear.
"Here you go." She smiled widely.
Su Ming'an was a little confused. He didn't understand why Naraku became like a schizophrenic.
He was still saying something like a eulogy at the beginning, but then he suddenly broke into a silly childish smile.
He took the wooden sculpture and a system prompt popped up.
[You get the item (Naraku's wood carving)]
[(Naraku's wood carving): This is a prop with no special added value, but it can be seen that she has carved it carefully. It can be placed in her personal space for collection.]
There is a small message engraved on the wood carving:
When you wake up in the silent dawn,
【You will see me spread my wings and fly high. 】
…
"Thank you." This was just a prop after all, and although it had no value, Su Mingan still accepted it.
As he was about to turn around and leave, the smile on Naraku's face became even brighter.
"Rin." She smiled and said, "I will teach you how to practice shooting tomorrow."
"good."
Su Mingan passed by her.
As he passed her, he noticed a streak of white hair at her temple.
"Naraku, the snow has stopped, you can put away your umbrella and be careful at night." He gave a symbolic warning and walked towards his house in the East District.
"good."
Naraku turned around and looked at him intently with a pair of confused eyes.
"but,"
She said:
"…Who is Naraku?"
…
Su Mingan returned to the East District, and the streets here were still quiet.
Since all the residents had moved out, this was still a dead street when the feast just ended.
The cold wind blew into his collar. Su Mingan opened the door of the room and walked towards the bed with a clear purpose.
“Ding-dang——”
The necklace around his neck jingled. Su Mingan took it off and took a look at its properties.
…
[Immortal Pendant (Red Level): "Captain, please take it with you... to see the world I have never seen, and to complete my journey."
Durability: 0/0 (Due to the "immortal" feature, this equipment will not lose durability.)
Equipment requirements: Player Su Mingan (only one).
Active Skill (Immortality): Used on any dying NPC or player, it can forcibly extend their life by ten seconds. The cooldown time is half a day, and it can only be used once on the same person. 】
…
This is a special skill equipment that does not have combat characteristics. In some special situations, it can be used as a "combat continuation" skill that can be used repeatedly.
"..." Looking at the message on the equipment interface, he looked away.
After he sorted out the harvest, he suddenly felt extremely tired.
With each copy, he felt that he was gradually losing something. After Shelude's death, this feeling of loss became more obvious.
It seems like every second of life, something is flowing by like fine sand. It is a kind of confusing but unstoppable feeling of panic.
In the upper right corner, the barrage was still as noisy as usual. They seemed to be very sad about Xie Lude’s death, and they couldn’t understand why Su Mingan didn’t forcibly save him.
In their opinion, life is the most important thing, what is the will of the knight? There is no need for Xie Lude to sacrifice his life for a group of NPCs.
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