The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

I've been to many places, and I love the scenery of traveling, and even gained a lot of harvest and insight on my journey, and maybe that's where my soul emblem comes from for cold travelers.

With only pure snow and white frozen plains, the snowy mountains that soar into the clouds are luxurious even to breathe in, a double forbidden area of life and color, a desperate place with nothing, I learned to banish myself.

Yes, not empty hearts and other imperial words, but self-exile that represents abandonment and expulsion, where I was abandoned in that snow, undifferentiated between heaven and earth, torturing my soul in the dreams of extreme despair and death.

“… why is the world so hard that we can't just live like that? Why is it so hard to live? Why abandon all the warriors who sacrificed themselves, but still lose their homes and loved ones and are stigmatized when they die? Is there really no fairy tale in reality? Should a good man go to hell? Is this all my fault, my sin? If I'm wrong, it's not enough to punish me alone, why let so many good people walk me to hell? ”

The memories of the past appeared repeatedly like a horse lamp. The faces that made me feel guilty, repented, and in love never let go of me. The vicious accusations never left my ear.

“It's all your fault. How could our country have died if you hadn't been such a reckless, self-righteous crosser? ”

“Unknown twin stars? No, no, no, no, no, no. Only you, the outsider who occupies the prince's body, are you, the sweeper, to kill our people and drive them into despair. ”

“It's all your fault. Why don't you go to hell and stay with us...”

The old friendly face, distorted by hatred, was so ugly, but the kind greeting had allowed me to spend the dawn over and over again in curses and curses.

“Yeah, why am I still alive? Jesus Christ, why did you leave me alone? I want to die! ”

I don't know how I survived that nightmarish day, because I no longer have the concepts of memory and time, and looking back, even memory is a passage that can be remembered, only the snow and the cold.

Perhaps I didn't get over it, I was in total madness at that moment, just one last bit of luck and coincidence, and I walked back from endless madness.

Perhaps, during that time, I was half mad and half sober. When I was mad, I cursed the injustice of heaven. When I was sober, I cursed my weaknesses and weaknesses. Reality and dreams were twisted together. Ideal thinking and crazy distortions could actually merge. Perhaps, this is the most reasonable explanation for that intermittent memory.

But in the end, I survived, and the reason I recovered in despair told me how those who trusted me could regret their choices and trust, even before they died, if they remained under my banner.

“The heart of the knights is like a steel city, pure and unaffordable. I doubt they will regret following me. That is the most serious insult to them. I am a disqualified monarch. Even now, I still doubt their loyalty and trust...”

Even with the restoration of reason, I chose the solitude of the glacier, and I faced myself and my heart in a calm life, torturing my soul and my memory with every drop, counting the mistakes of the past one by one in the night of the fire.

“If I can think more mature, more cunning, more shameless, more cruel, maybe I won't fail...”

I liked to be lively, and gradually fell in love in that snow with the colors that represented ice, because I knew that in the face of despair, exhilarating emotions were as meaningless as the slogan of glorious glory. Calm and sensitive thinking was the only way to redeem myself, and I yearned to freeze my reason beneath the glacier.

“If I may, I expect to leave my anger beneath the snow mountains, then I will no longer lose control of my emotions because of my anger, let alone do regrettable things, madness and anger are meaningless, the urge of bloodthirsty teenagers will only cause endless pain, I spit anger, I curse madness, I yearn to be a spectator in despair,"

When I began, I had no anger, but there were two more pieces of soul around my neck that represented anger. Since then, I have become a traveler traveling alone on the ice-cold mountain river, engraving the scenery into the soul's branding, re-entering the realm of legend, and laying the foundation stone for entering the peak.

Perhaps I did, to be a discussant who could admire the brilliance of the coming of the end in the minds of the bystanders, and then make the calmest choice of despair, or perhaps, I was simply a cripple who cut off pieces of my soul, a madman who thought he had calmed down.

But anyway, I don't regret it. After all, that's my past, my own choice, and I should bear the sin of eternity...

“I, will never regret...”

The fierce light sting my eyes, tears in my eyes, tears all over my pillow.

“Is it this dream again? ”

Look carefully, hanging outside at the same time as the sun and moon, looking at the position between the stars, it seems to be dawn time.

“Do you dream about it often? ”

The blonde elf toddler sits on my pillow, her smooth blonde hair has been dragging all over the bed, and there are signs of pillowcases on her white thighs. In the past, she has a sense of ridicule and arrogance, but there is a rare amount of concern and tension, and her reddish little face has shyness and redness.

I shook my head, threw my boring emotions aside, threw the liquid representing weakness into the corner of the wall, shook my head, opened my eyes, the next moment, the vibrant, youthful, youthful Roland came back!

“No, it's all forgotten stuff, somehow, but this week it's always been a dream... By the way, who are you? How did you get in here? A prank to discredit me? I said I'm not Lori Control, I'm the great maid Control! ”

Okay, the little girl's face was concerned that she instantly turned into anger, and then clicked on it and smashed her mouth, suddenly turning into a big bird bite...

“Don't bite! Ah, this touch? Are you Heroise? Hey, aren't you a cat...”

It turns out that when a person just wakes up, it's easy to hypotension, and it's only natural that he can't remember clearly, but he mistakenly identifies the person at the critical moment, shouts the wrong name, and it can kill him...

“Oh, oh, I remember, I'm sorry! Heroise, I was confused. Don't bite, it's bleeding, it's bleeding, it's bleeding! ”

I finally took off the fake Laurie on my head, and I made a bunch of promises before I got it right and put some pills on my head.

“… you are a retrospective dream, this is your soul urging you to condense your soul emblem. ”

And when I asked about the dream, Heroise nailed down the judgment.

“It seems to be a memory of the time when the frozen traveler's emblem was gathered. Unfortunately, the death of that life must have been dramatic, with the greatest loss of memory. Do you dream like this when you gather your soul emblem? I didn't seem to remember this before. ”

“Bullshit, you used to rebuild a new emblem, to condense your life's consciousness, and now you're restoring the soul emblem of the past, to confront the self of the past, even if that past is extremely sad. ”

“The self of the past is really a sad past, no wonder I forgot about it... Wait, how do you know it's a memory of the past, but also a sad past? How dare you peek?! You used magic to spy on my dreams? ”

“... oh, you should know that cats are a very curious creature. ”

The next moment, the blonde Lori turns into a dead cat, and the claw scratches her face and sells it maliciously. Heroise is getting more and more confused.

And I squeezed a sentence out of my teeth.

“Cat curiosity? Well, maybe we should talk about how the cat died first! ”

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Within less than a month of entering the world, many of the warriors who come in have made breakthroughs, often after a long bottleneck period, in this high-element tidal environment for some time, naturally.

But don't underestimate these breakthroughs. In the human world, the vast majority of mortals spend the rest of their lives trying, even if celebrities point to resources to keep up, which is the top of silver, otherwise the Golden Master won't eat so much incense.

And if all the silver peaks stuck here as mortal Tianguan easily enter the gold, decades of sedimentation as a real force, then the battle power will triple.

And the golden class to the legend, is more about summing up and condensing your life. There is still a way to reach gold. The legendary class is your hard work for the rest of your life. It's just a short while away. If you don't understand, you don't understand.

But some do realize it, but because of the injuries or old age, physical and mental fatigue, still unable to advance, this is not an individual case, life is short, young and powerful, young people do not know the sadness, people will often look back from their hearts when they are about to die and suffer major setbacks before they realize the progress, but by then it is too late, the flesh near the end can no longer endure the torment.

And these old mercenaries and warriors, in a high-element tidal environment, somehow healed their wounded and wounded, prolonged their lives, and went beyond this.

That is to say, just stationed here gives these young fighters a tremendous gain, allows the veterans to regain their strength, and naturally gives them more confidence in our cause.

Of course, I'm afraid the whole world will have such benefits in the last few decades, but when the water rises, the enemy will be even more difficult to haunt.

But in fact, in a moment of joy, it was me who made the most of it.

The seven-day exorcism was over, and the enormous consumption made me turn around and sleep, but it also brought magic to the legendary class, which can stuck the soul emblem of a normal person for the rest of his life. Instead, it was not a problem from the beginning, forcing me to quickly gather the soul emblem, forcing me to face myself.

“It's hard, though entering the Legend and even the Holy Order is a sine qua non for completing the Grand Plan, but I really don't want to dream about it anymore. ”

“Well, you can try to congeal the other soul emblems first. But it's not going to get any better. ”

When I think of other soul emblems that represent things and memories, my expression suddenly becomes strange, and then I stare at the dead cat, who doesn't know what it is.

“You peeking at my dreams again? How else would you know? It's terrible. ”

“Hmm, is that still to be seen? Isn't your life just a tableware? It's already filled with cup utensils (tragedy), you can't see the comedy. ”

“Comedy? - Schrödinger's cat, excellent review! Let's see if this cat is dead or alive! ”