"Hmm."
The Inquisitor is on his chin.
“Why did I become a psycho...?" ”
Lime.
“Hmm. Tough question. ”
Beyond the hologram, he groaned: The Inquisitor takes this matter seriously. However, the serious face of the Inquisitor was the same whether he faced a mathematical problem that was very difficult to solve.
It's an advantage and a disadvantage of the Inquisitor.
At least, that's not what the parents' faces wanted their children to look like.
- Why are you so obsessed with success?
Hence, Samslam did not stop the aggression.
- Why are you so devoted to distinguishing between useless and useless? If you're so discriminating, why do you want to discriminate so quickly?
In the midst of all the Sanwa tribes watching.
No, in front of the other factions as well, Seismic sought out their God--a god who ruled the continent with absolute faith in the ancient empire.
- Man is not universal. I don't know many things. It is impossible to see what potential is hidden from the child in front of you. That is why we are humbled and humbled, giving him time to relax until he enlivens his abilities. It should be called education. Rymu. But why is Kurka trying to quickly mask [useless] and [useless] anything?
I accused my parents.
- Father, why do you live like that?
"......."
- Can't you live another day? Are you sure?
The night began to come in the forest.
The last sunset slips away from the damp palm tree leaves. Glug! The fairies are in a rush, putting torches everywhere. Glug! Until then, the invisible tribes have emerged from the shadows of the forest, and the panoramic lights of the Sanwa tribe are revealed.
-.......
Hundreds of thousands of mountain tribes.
You can crawl on the ground and climb on the wall, but you can go anywhere--- Your home is your back, your cochlear, your whole life. The factions that were destined to be free and bound were now eavesdropping on Seismic and Inquisitors' conversations, all with their dead breath.
- Lime...
- Rymu.
Not because he was overwhelmed by Seismic power.
Especially not overwhelmed by the gods of the Inquisitor.
It was just, on behalf of the whole Sanwa tribe -- on behalf of the whole tribe, I was scraping together what I had to say to my parents, what I wanted to ask, what I wanted to complain about, what I wanted to blame, and all that screaming in the form of a question, and I was interviewing there.
In other words, Seismic was a spokesperson for our tribe, and more precisely, a match for our tribe. As she pointed out the fault of her parents, the other Sanwa tribes sat quietly around her as little brothers and sisters.
The scale is enormous.
Literally, it's a place to interview parents.
"Hmm."
Tuck.
Inquisitor slowly steps down from the air and sits across from Seismic. It cut off the sacred ritual-transmission. It was not the height of the snow, nor the sky, nor the earth, that intercepted between the two parents and their children.
The torch that someone lit was just quietly shaking.
“Seismic. I can apologize to you at any time. The empire was destroyed because I couldn't be more thorough. because all the privileges you had were gone, and since then, the lives of the Sanwaites have just been turned into a truly baroness species that picks up salt and supplies it to the people who designate it. This is my failing.I can't tell you that I have ten mouths, so... apologies."
- No, it's not like that.
Seismic raises his tentacle and scratches his face.
I felt like I was massaging with tentacles, probably getting stronger in the forehead.
- I'm not blaming the First Empire, the glory of childhood, the failed youth, and the return of a worker…… No, my father worked really hard.
“Yes?”
- Where in the world have you ever been a loser on the continent? Sanwa. Designated. There's only two of them. He went up to the point where only two people in the world had been filmed. Although he crashed later, Lime. We respect our father's ability.
"......."
- We're not asking for your success or your failure. Look at us.
Seismic approaches.
- Look at us, Kukra.
A wounded tentacle covered the back of the Inquisitor's hand, leaving only one.
"......."
The Inquisitor saw.
- Look at us. Father.
And...
Seismic was wearing a smile on his mouth, the exact same smile as the Inquisitor.
The Inquisitor faced that smile and was paralyzed for a while.
- We throw useless children in a marble den and laugh, "Lime, I can't help it." It may be our inferiority. Maybe it's a smile from evil. But it's different, Father.
-.......
- It's a big, fat laugh I got from you.
"Hmm! Unfortunately, this won't do any good!
Should I Discard!
Ahahaha.
- We look a little different, a little more arms than you or... a little less arms.
Seismic scrambles one tentacle at a time.
- Nevertheless, you inherit almost all of your legacy. Not even what you intended. Something you didn't mean. Your laughter, your gestures, the weight you decided to immerse yourself in the world… everything.
"......."
- Well, you don't have to thank us for our first empire, and you don't have to apologize for our fallen empire. That's a minor problem. I, we, want to know.
- Why he became such a psycho.
Because.
- That's how we find out why we're psychos.
All the mountain rangers stutter towards the direction where the Inquisitor sits.
- Tell me, Father.
"......."
- We want to know who we are.
There was silence.
Inside, the Inquisitor opened his lips.
"I am."
-.......
“I……."
[There are currently 40 floors of quests in progress.]
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2.
- No, why are you so obsessed with making money?
The fairies surround the erl.
The air in the forest was noisy, as if conducting a hearing. The fairies grimaced violently, unlike the beautiful tablets, and inflicted a wave upon their [deity].
- Do what you gotta do. Money for nothing. Money is money. The world is money, very.
“Is that why you're upset? ”
The Earl picks up a cigarette of water and, whoosh, scatters the smoke. It was a water cigarette developed by the fairies, and this person just bought it with money on top. Parents bought the product that their children developed, but they didn't look very pleased with the atmosphere.
“I think it would be nice to make some money. Isn't that right?”
- No, it feels good to touch money... Honestly, can't you teach me something other than money?
“What music? Song? Art? The way you beat yourself up in an ad? Or the way that I'm so beautiful that the world is better off dead, making other people shit on me? ”
-.......
“You don't know that. I can't teach you anything but how to make money. ”
- I mean, why?
“I was born a bastard. ”
Above the smoke of the water cigarette, the Earl smiles.
“It was so empty without it. No, I didn't actually have a home. Do you know it's a rubbish town? I don't know. The world you were born in is so much bigger than your continent and so many more people, you could make mountains out of people's garbage. ”
- Uh-huh.
“But there's also trash that can sometimes be recycled. There's a piece of junk that pays for it. Then the merchants will get screwed. Garbage eaten by others, garbage cleaned by others, garbage thrown away by others, garbage thrown away by others...... Walking through all kinds of garbage to find garbage that becomes [money] at least. ”
- Uh-huh.
The fairies are all bright and talented. They simply beat the calculator into their head.
- Is that a business that pays? Mineral waters suck.
"Hehe."
The Earl smiles in a cheerful manner.
“You can't afford it, can you? It sucks, doesn't it?"
- Yes, sir.
“Exactly. Exactly. So his day job was less than a little snot-nosed."
-.......
“At least if you rip it off from the adults, there's nothing left in your hand. Can it be anything? While adults are sleeping, they have to get up quickly and go through the rubbish behind their backs. If you get caught, it'll be a disaster. Split up four or five times a day and pretend like you're okay. That way we can collect the most valuable garbage. ”
-.......
“Listen to me. My children, at least my children. ”
The erl slowly lowered his cigarette.
And bending at your waist, the elves staring at you -- whispering to tens of thousands of elves.
In a dark voice, with a vocal cord.
“Don't be a jerk and tell me why you didn't teach me something else. By the time you're done with that, you're already proving you're just a baby. ”
-.......
“It's hard to make money. You're lucky to be making money."
Earl's eyes had ears.
“The penniless. Let's say, for example, that a child living in the middle of a rubbish city like yourself suddenly wished to [learn piano] one day. That's a delusion, don't you think? You only look beautiful when you dream. To really learn the piano, you have to be lucky enough to find the second-hand piano in the trash, you have to be lucky enough to be inspired to tune the piano around, you have to be lucky enough to collect the level of musical literacy junk, and then, finally, lucky enough, you have to have musical talent with him. ”
-.......
“A lifetime of wanting to learn something from someone who has no money, the hope of wanting to do something. It's a gamble. It's a gamble of time, luck, life, everything, whether or not your fingers touch it. ”
-.......
“What about you?”
The Earl looks around the crowd.
A few fairies shrug their shoulders as they make contact with the erl. Among them, there must have been a fairy who lived longer than the Earl, but it was difficult to cope with the pressure of being ranked fifth in the tower.
“What about you guys? ”
Sometimes they turn into cats, so it's easy to slap the puppy grass and overlook it.
The Earl was born as a citizen of a garbage village, and was placed in the position of a giant figure who held all the commercial rights in the tower.
There were few humans who could bear the poison of the Earl's breath, throughout this continent, our towers, and the outside world.
“Do you want to learn music? Pay up, get a teacher with the money. Buy a sheet music. Buy an instrument. Yeah, I'll think about it when I buy an instrument. It's quite expensive. Alternate between your passion for music and your family's relaxation, choose an instrument. Carefully... Yes, carefully. ”
The Earl smiles.
It was an old poisoned laugh.
“Money makes you worry. ”
-.......
“Money gives you a lot of possibilities. Music? If you don't want to try, quit. It costs a little money, but don't you have a little bit of it? Many are mistaken, but money is neither the goal nor the outcome. [Starting point] As your parents, I'm simply giving you a starting point. ”
The Earl pulls the debt out of his arms.
“Yes, [Why did my parents only tell me how to make money] is your concern? Very good. Very good. Worry about it.Even if you waste your time worrying about it, you're not going to starve to death because you can't fill your daily allowance. Feel free to waste it. ”
-.......
“Concerns. Thinking. Thinking. It's all a [good feeling] waste. because every time you think about it, every time you think about it, you realize that you have enough to live your life luxuriously. Understand? These delicate luxuries make you great. Or at least plant some illusion of greatness. ”
The Earl smiled.
He then opened a debt to cover his lower face.
“Think when you want, live where you want, and do what you want to do. I call it freedom. Money sets you free. Only money. ”
-.......
“I'll ask you again. My children, or at least my children. ”
The cat-like Earl's eyes separated tens of thousands of fairies.
“Were you born as your own child and unhappy? ”
“or [thought] unhappy? ”
“If so, how did you feel at the moment when you thought [I was born as his son]? Were you in a bad mood? Or...? ”
The Earl chuckles.
“Haven't you felt a little bit bigger, a little bit prouder, or a little bit better? ”
-.......
“Like I said, thinking and reflection are pleasant luxuries. ”
The dark crescent smiled.
The crescent crescent laughs out loud, "Aha!
“You seem to be having a good time in your life. ”
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[The 41st floor quest is currently underway.]
3.
- Why did you choose us?
The birds asked the paladin.
- We live underwater. On the other hand, a great dolphin…… looks like you live on land. The world we live in is so different.
The carp resemble a mermaid.
I drew a tattoo resembling the wave all over my body, and it looked like a beautiful wave was soaking the shore when the caribou swam in droves. They were the Water Tribe.
- Keketruecker chose his own people. Limes picked the Sanwa tribe. They look very different, but they are the same species that are born on the ground and live on the ground. There will be more in common than differences. But why you?
The cardboard tribes are still gathering in the river.
- Why us?
The paladin sits on a giant rock rising from the river, and if you include thousands of children swimming underwater, tens of thousands of newborns surround the rock.
"......."
The paladin looks down at the river.
The blue moonlight was fluttering over the river in the forest.
If you look closely, it was a bird's tail, not the moonlight. He lays his arms on the rock and soaks himself in the river, striking the water machine with a speck, speck, and tail. Every time I became a water dresser, the moonlight burst into flames.
“On the ground,”
The paladin said as he watched the moon crumble by the water.
“I didn't want them to live on the ground. ”
- Yes?
“If you live on the ground... you hate the ground. Slowly, gradually, you hate everything that walks on the ground. Everything that breathes on the ground looks horrible. ”
Cha Kang.
The paladin slowly takes off his helmet.
The blonde dozing off in an iron cage lets out a breath.
“I didn't want to raise you like that. ”
-.......
“Every time you breathed, I didn't take the contempt of this world, I just wanted you to feel the smell of the cold sea. I didn't want the gravity of the world to catch you when you were swimming. The light waves and merciful sleep wanted you all to swim. ”
The paladin mutters, looking down at the moon on the water.
Blonde hair covers her side face and hides her mouth.
So her voice seemed to emanate from the moon, not from her mouth, but from the water's edge.
“The air is too light. The ground is too hard. Humans... even though people like me are clearly alive, it is so easy to walk and stand up, that they are always difficult to feel their own existence. I'm used to it.”
-.......
“But you are different. ”
Challenge.
Someone wags their tail. A ripple flows into the river. There is no other remnant, overlapping with the remnant. Tens of thousands of birds stop waving their tails and gaze quietly at their mothers.
“Sleep is light. The underwater is heavy. The seawater, it would be terrible. Unlike the way we walk...... you will feel the world every time you swim. You will feel your own bodies, contours, and existence as you swim through the world. When I dug through the waves that are coming at you well, the bright sun should be shining down on my head, and the moment I saw it... you seemed to be happy. I thought I'd be happy. ”
-.......
“You are intoxicated by your swimming skills, admired by the color of the sea that changes daily, enjoying the different flavors of the water that permeates your gills all the time, and coming up to the surface when you are tired of the sea and the waves…… looking at the ground. Green and brown, grey, red maple leaves, yellow wheat fields, and many things caught my eye. Because you saw it. ”
The paladin said:
“I wanted her to feel beautiful. ”
-.......
“I wanted you to be beautiful, to love, to walk the earth, to walk on it, to breathe on it. ”
You hear the sound of running water.
The river is dark, so the sound of water is indistinguishable from the sound of birds ringing in the forest.
Small noises came from all over the world.
“So, you guys. ”
The paladin raises his head.
“I have chosen your new breed, called Mermaids. ”
-.......
“Was it my own lust? ”
- Yes, sir.
Challenge.
- Overzealous.
The Queen of the Birds waves with her tail.
- But…… compared to other parents. Compared to the gods of the other species, it's a beautiful exaggeration.
The mermaid reaches for the rake. You stroke the strangled blonde mother's armor. Stop. The paladin inhales. You feel damp. Your breath, close to the water, locks in the moisture of the river. The breath inhaled by humans and the breath exhaled by mermaids were not very different.
The cool drops dripped down on hair that resembled the color of the moon.
- I'm so glad you're our mother.
And...
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