Chapter 412 Gwyndolin: But I Refuse
When he heard Gwyndolin's voice, Fingri stopped immediately.
He turned around in confusion, never expecting that the other party would actually react to the Yuershika Holy Bell he was carrying.
I've known for a long time that the afterimage of the Senn dungeon is very special, but is it really this special?
He must have been feeling both pleasantly surprised and shocked at the moment, and was thinking about how to answer, but he accidentally spent a little too long thinking.
"Well, the atmosphere is a bit weird. Why don't you say something first?" Selene suddenly reminded.
"What's wrong with the atmosphere?" Fingri was absorbed in how to answer. In his opinion, Gwyndolin was just quietly waiting for his answer.
"Why don't you take a look outside!"
Selene forced his head back, and he finally understood why the atmosphere was tense.
Because Anor Londo outside the Darkmoon Temple is experiencing a rapid transition between day and night!
In the adventurers' perception, everything in Anor Londo is controlled by Gwinder's illusions. So the rapid change of day and night now should mean that the caster is very, very uneasy inside!
The feeling of oppression came over him all of a sudden, and his intuition told him that if he didn't say something, Gwyndolin might run out of the fog door and shoot him!
Fingri, who thought he was an honest man, immediately told the origin of the Holy Bell of Yorshika, including the expedition against Sullivan, Welcome and Aldridge, and the incident of Gwyndolin being eaten.
The moment these words came out of her mouth, Selene noticed that the sky in Anor Londo had darkened.
Oh no, could it be that Gwyndolin is angry? That’s not right, he has no reason to be angry with us.
There was only silence behind the fog gate.
Fingri was thinking, if Gwyndolin knew what would happen next, what would he do now?
Is it an immediate response, or
His breathing suddenly became heavier. Could it be that there was a way to change the tragedy that followed?
Yes, since there is a reaction, there is no reason why it would not trigger a series of subsequent events. It can't just be a reaction.
“So, that kind of thing would happen.”
Gwyndolin's sigh was heard from behind the fog gate, and the sky over Anor Londo suddenly brightened and stabilized.
"What surprised me even more was your identities, and my identity here. So that's how it is."
Did he realize his afterimage identity? As expected of a god's afterimage, he didn't even show the slightest sign of collapse!
Continuing with his own thoughts in his mind, Fingerly asked hopefully: "Don't you want to stop what's going to happen next? Is there anything I can do?"
His idea is simple, anyone who wants to change the tragedy, this is absolute!
"No."
The voice behind the fog door carried a hint of sadness, but also a hint of relief and determination.
"If that is my fate, I will accept it and there is no need to change it."
Now it was Fingerly's turn to be stunned.
"Why?"
He asked, "Don't you want to continue living? Don't you want to continue protecting the flame?"
"I don't know how much time has passed since the time you mentioned stopped. Even the gods cannot see into the future."
Gwyndolin's tone became the same as usual, he just spoke quietly.
"Like my father Gwyn, he never thought of burning himself in exchange for the continuation of the First Flame. However, it can only last for a short moment for the world. It requires countless heroes to continue to fight to keep the flame burning."
"I am quite unfamiliar with the things you are talking about, whether the people or the places. Even if it is the future, that future is too far away."
"Perhaps in that future, the path I have been adhering to is no longer adaptable to the times, and my death is proof of that."
"If this is the case, I will accept my end."
Fingri frowned and asked, "Aren't you unwilling to accept this?"
"Of course I won't."
"Passing on the flame is my father's long-cherished wish. I will protect this place and will certainly devote everything to this great cause. No matter what, I must keep the flame alive."
"Even if I know the outcome, I will still stay here."
He let out a sigh.
"but"
The sound suddenly disappeared, and the Dark Moon Temple was shrouded in silence. No more talking was heard from behind the fog gate.
"But" what? You should tell the whole story!
Fingri was halfway through saying what made him feel the most uncomfortable. What made him feel even more uncomfortable was that Gwyndolin didn't seem surprised by his bad ending and had no intention of changing it!
He thought that the other party would immediately start rewriting history after knowing about Aldridge's affairs!
As a result, this calm and resolute look made him feel confused as to what to do!
What is this, the magnanimity of a god? Well, at least keep yourself alive first and then show some magnanimity.
At this moment, Selina next to him sighed:
"As expected of a god, this kind of magnanimity is unmatched by mortals. As expected of the god that Ornstein once protected."
"You have to survive first before you have the chance to show your generosity."
He floated upwards back to the campfire and stared at it in a trance.
"What's wrong? Are you expecting him to ask you to do something and change the future?" Selene followed. "But he also realized that he is just an afterimage, what else can he do?"
"But this is the Thane Dungeon."
Fingri couldn't understand why he was sulking. "Everyone thinks that Sean is different and can definitely do something that can be called a miracle. It's not impossible for the afterimage to change the future, right?"
Selene did not refute, but she agreed with the other party's judgment about Sean.
but--
“I think we shouldn’t change what has already happened.”
Selene's demeanor became serious, and she said:
"Gwyndolin was a god who protected the Fire during his lifetime. After his death, half of his soul was devoured by Aldridge, and finally turned into firewood together with him. This is already a perfect legend of a god. No, perhaps it should be called a heroic legend."
"What people want to see is that good people get good rewards," Fingerly countered.
"You want to see it, right?" Selene directly pointed out the other party's thoughts and said:
"The tragic ending elevates everything about the hero. The things that arise from the hero's tragedy will become a force that promotes the growth of future generations. If you forcefully change the ending, then who do you want to see, the hero himself or the hero in your heart?"
"That sounds nice, just like writing an article," Fingerly shook his head. "What if Ornstein, whom you like, also ended up in the same tragedy? Would you still be as calm as you are now?"
Selene smiled and said:
"It's not necessarily that he's calm, but I'll just like him more."
"Tsk, that doesn't make sense to you."
Fingri shook his ghostly body and floated up.
"I think Gwyndolin is different from those tragic heroes. He wanted to protect the flame forever, but Sullivan's conspiracy led to his failure. If he had the chance to choose, he would definitely choose to defeat the conspiracy and continue to maintain the flame. The tragic ending was not his own choice, but he had no choice."
"Since the Sion Dungeon intends to allow afterimages to react to future events, I believe that it will not only be as simple as having new dialogues, but there will definitely be deeper developments. Sion never lets me down."
"Even if it's out of selfish motives, I just want to see if there's any chance of tragedy."
When Fingri said this, he was not thinking about Gwyndolin, but about his hometown that was destroyed by the "evil wizard".
If it were possible, if time and space could go back, he would definitely try his best to go back and stop the "evil wizard" from turning all the people in his hometown into monsters that were neither human nor ghost, even if he was defeated in the end and died together with the people in his hometown.
In the matter of Gwyndolin, he was actually putting himself in the shoes of others.
To some extent, it is indeed selfish.
If they continued the debate, they might end up in a quarrel. Selene was not here to argue, and she could see that the other party was worried.
She shrugged, sighed with a smile on her face, and said:
"I thought you were a more rational person, but it turns out you just haven't encountered anything that makes you emotional."
"Tsk, Princess, you've seen enough, can we go out now?"
"Okay, give me a few minutes."
Selene pulled out a book from her ring and began to read. Obscure characters came into view and crazy mutterings rang in her ears, causing her mental state to plummet like a cliff, and she was about to reach the danger line.
This book was specially made for her by the court magician. The knowledge in it was a collection of obscure and super-advanced magical knowledge that was difficult for her to understand. Forcing herself to read it would only damage her mental state.
The advantage of doing this is that you can quickly leave the painting world!
This technique was developed after the painting world of Anor Londo appeared. Before that, there were not many painting worlds, and people who entered had no idea of leaving quickly.
All we can say is that demand creates the market.
Not long after, Selina, with a pale face, left the painting world, and Fingry, who was possessed by her summoned beast, was also brought out.
Not much time had passed in the outside world, only half a day at most.
When I came out, I saw that Alayya and Matilda, who were bored nearby, had already drawn circles and crosses on the Onion Knight. The two of them were playing tic-tac-toe!
When the two saw the princess coming out, they immediately took out the various spirit-replenishing potions they had prepared and gave them to her to drink. Alayya was still casting corresponding magic, and Selene's complexion had improved a lot. It seemed that she could fight for at least another whole day!
"Okay, now that our goal has been achieved, can we leave now?"
Fingri was still a little uncomfortable after getting his human form back. His mind was full of Gwyndolin's affairs, and he just wanted to go back as soon as possible to discuss it with his companions.
But at this moment, Selene suddenly grabbed his sleeve and said with sparkling eyes:
"Stay a little longer, okay? Just a little longer. I don't want to go back so early."
How come you become so dishonest again?
Fingri covered his forehead with his hands in pain. He looked at his companions and they all nodded.
In fact, the people in Hassawi's team had already anticipated that Selene might not want to go home, and they had prepared countermeasures for this situation.
All we need to do is let Selene encounter danger in the dungeon and torture her until she wants to go back!
Whoever came up with this idea is a genius.
They had already agreed on the destination, which was a few steps away from the kitchen campfire:
Irithyll Underground Prison!
(End of this chapter)
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