Chapter 1095 The Lone Walker in History

"They live in the dark,

The beast suffers from hunger,

Shhh...mystery is around. "

——Screen name: Shirley Ma.

Litai City.

Master Ma, who runs a hot pot restaurant, updated his signature on his personal homepage.

In the dark, he silently lit a cigarette.

The flickering fire reflected his face full of vicissitudes, with sharp edges and corners and pits.

He stared into the night.

Darkness stared at him too.

in the dark,

Two lines of words appeared strangely:

[Do you believe in God? 】

[YES/NO? 】

I took two sips.

Master Ma ruthlessly snuffed out the cigarette butt on the wooden table, and the residual temperature of the cigarette butt burned a black mark on the wooden table.

"Damn it, I didn't expect it to be my turn."

He pressed "YES" viciously.

...

2114.

Yi Lin's anonymous mailbox received an email.

From Molly.

She asked in the letter: "Our paper is about to be submitted, Uncle G, what do you think this article should be called? PS: Grandpa misses you all day long."

Yi Lin thought for a while, and replied, "To the Heaven That Mankind Will Eventually Lost."

Molly in front of the screen was taken aback.

Uncle G's reply speed is a bit fast.

Why don't you memorize the question bank here?

Have you thought it through carefully?

Disgruntled Molly taps on the keyboard:

Molly: "Too literary, isn't it? The painful literary style of the last century...As expected of you,

Uncle G. (?｀?Д?′)!!”

Yi Lin: "Are you okay?"

Molly: "Do you have to add a translation at the beginning: Ah! My God, on that day, we humans lost our airspace rights? I really want to kick God's ass with my boots."

Yi Lin: "I think it's okay?"

Molly: "...forget it, I knew I wouldn't ask you. My grandpa asked when you would come back. He is so boring, he sticks to me at home all day. Uncle G, hurry up and show your magical powers, and take my grandpa Take it away!"

End the call.

"What kind of old antique did he grow up in?" Molly shut down the computer angrily. She rolled on the bed for a while, thinking about Uncle G's words carefully. I don't know why, but the more she thinks about it, the more she feels that this kind of mysterious thesis is inexplicably matched with an old-fashioned painful title.

"Did I get infected by Uncle G?"

Molly pinched her face in wonder, she turned on the computer again and began to revise the thesis.

...

January 5, 2114.

A dissertation that does not look like a dissertation was officially published under the secret efforts of various forces.

"To the Heaven That Man Will Lost".

"Mankind has conquered the high altitudes for thousands of years, but on this day, the sky has once again become a forbidden area for gods."

...

...

June 2116.

The World Heart Association released a data.

Since 2111, the number of patients who died of "sudden cardiac death" of unknown cause has increased by about 5% every year.

But among them, the proportion of young people younger than 30 years old due to "sudden cardiac death" has increased by more than 50% compared with before.

Sad result.

Therefore, the World Heart Association appeals: Please young people stay up late, indulge in sex, smoke and drink less, and be happy for you and me.

...

same year.

July.

Pendragon Castle.

A girl and a woman in black are competing with swords.

The figures of the two were tumbling in the yard.

But it's not so much a sword fight as it is a woman in black feeding a girl.

Big Miriam, and little Miriam.

The two of them met by "fate".

Big Miriam held up a branch, and easily blocked every sword of Little Miriam.

Little Milian's sword is the knight sword of Kaifeng.

Blowing and breaking hair, unstoppable.

However, she couldn't break the "teacher" sword.

After a while.

Little Milian lay panting on the ground, exhausted.

"I don't have anything to teach you. Heh... it's time to go."

Milian looked at her young self, stared at her for a moment, and then said something.

Neither of them noticed that when Miriam said these words, there was a bit of complicated reluctance.

"ah?"

Loli Milien, who was lying on the ground, raised her head and said "ah" in astonishment.

She was stunned.

It was so sudden.

Last year, the old housekeeper died suddenly of an unknown heart attack, and the only relatives around her were her teacher.

The elders in the clan, from childhood to adulthood, only regarded her as "Master Pendragon" and raised her as "Pendragon's heir". They only pay attention to their own sword skills, they don't know if they are happy or not, and they don't know if they are tired.

In the past two years, she has been with the "teacher" day and night, almost treating each other as her "mother", but suddenly, the teacher said this sentence, as if it meant saying goodbye.

"No,"

Little Milian gritted her teeth: "Teacher, I still have a long way to go. Look, I can't even defeat you holding a branch. I'm still too weak."

Big Miriam stepped forward and patted her head.

In a daze, she thought of her "self" back then, who had been touched by the "teacher" in this way.

It's a cycle.

It's a hopeless cycle.

One day, the girl in front of her will grow up as she wished, and she will truly understand what it means to be "invincible". She will be favored by the world, and there will be twelve knights of the round table who are willing to protect her, and she will also be on that day. , in search of the glory of the family, arrived in the mysterious east, and met that person.

They will meet again, and she will experience everything she has experienced with Rin, and she will taste the powerlessness and despair she has tasted again.

Everything will start again, and one day, she will become her current self.

Then, recycle all of this.

Milian lowered her head, she suddenly felt that this was a wonderful fate, a strange fate where she and herself met.

Only movies can do that.

She has personally experienced a "cycle".

Little Milian saw the teacher was silent, she thought her words could not impress the teacher. She quickly raised her scarred hands: "Hey, teacher, look, my posture for holding the sword is wrong, my breathing is very short, I can't follow the teacher's movements at all, I can learn too much ...Teacher, without you, Milian doesn't know how to live."

"No, you are wrong." Milian shook her head affirmatively: "No one knows better than me that you are more worthy of this sword than anyone else."

finished talking.

Milian made a move with her right hand, and the castle shook violently. An ancient sword buried deep in the ground pierced through layers of stone walls while trembling, and flew into the air. Then, it fell like a meteor and stuck between the two of them. .

That is the "treasure" buried deep underground by the Pendragon family - the holy sword.

The golden holy sword shone brightly in the sun, and Little Milian stared at the light flowing on the sword in a daze.

Milian also looked at it, but this sword no longer belonged to her.

What she said was not wrong.

In this world, there is no one else who is more worthy of this sword than the girl in front of me.

including her.

Nor does she deserve it.

She just abandoned the glorious "dead".

Milian smiled: "A person once said that there is no permanent dinner in the world. So, it's time to say goodbye."

The girl burst into tears.

She still doesn't know what her teacher looks like.

She was worried, what should she do if she said goodbye today and never saw her again in the future.

"One day, we will meet again."

"Really?"

"Yes, in the name of 'Knight', I make an oath."

"By that day, I will become stronger and surpass my teacher."

The girl held the holy sword.

On her forehead, a strand of hair was raised stubbornly, forming a bunch of dull hair that never fell out.

At this moment, she officially inherited the glory of her ancestors and became...Knight King.

"Remember, never forget, your glory and... pride. Milian Arturia X Pendragon."

"Yes, my teacher."

The girl raised her sword high, raising her curly hair.

on this day,

She made a vow.

she swears,

Never forget glory and pride.

In the name of "Pendragon".

...

...

The sun was shining like a beam, and under the shade of a tree, a smiling man waved towards Milian from a distance.

It's Yi Lin.

"What's wrong? Don't want to?"

Yi Lin was eating grilled chicken wings.

For the first time in history, Milien did not ask Yi Lin, but lowered her head, full of thoughts.

"Here, eat it while it's hot. I came here in a hurry today, so I only baked two."

Yi Lin stuffed another grilled chicken wing into Milian's mouth.

Milian bites.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Mouth full.

"Aren't we still alive?"

Yi Lin's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and comforted by grilled chicken wings, the depression in Milian's heart gradually eased.

"Will she become me one day?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Yi Lin nodded first, then shook her head.

Milian was taken aback: "Why?"

"Because, in this world, there is no 'I'."

Milian was dumbfounded.

"If you haven't met me, you won't enter the singularity of the age of gods; if you don't enter the singularity of the age of gods, you won't die; if you don't die, you won't reach hell; if you don't reach hell, you won't be in hell and be killed I, pushed into the knight's position."

Straightening out the logic in one breath, Yi Lin stretched out an index finger: "Without me, she wouldn't become you. Unless, on a certain day, this world suddenly has an extra 'I'. Eh? What are you laughing at? Could it be Do you understand?"

Yi Lin was very puzzled, he spoke so fast, according to the usual practice, Milian would not be able to understand.

Milly smiled softly, she was very happy.

But she didn't say anything, just gnawed on the chicken wings.

It was great to meet you.

Delicious.

"Almost three years."

Yi Lin finished eating the chicken wings.

"I have to go now."

"Um."

Milian had already noticed it.

This time the dishes were so perfunctory, different from usual, and Yi Lin made a decision that was different from usual, which did not surprise Milian too much.

Over the years, Yilin has wandered between the regional servers of the Tower of War and the Tower of Famine, devoting herself to using "magic", "alchemy", "ritual", "witchcraft", "curse", and "potion" , "God's Arrival" and other mysterious knowledge, and perfected the rules of the "Freedom Law", he and Milian got together less often and separated more, and the interval between each cooking was getting longer and longer.

Yi Lin was quite surprised by Miriam's calmness.

He stroked Milian's hair lightly, and stroked the crevice on his forehead with his fingers, pausing for a moment.

Yi Lin threw an exquisite badge into Milian's hand.

"This is?"

"Oh, it's nothing. The identity certificate of the director of the wandering sea. I accidentally killed an ancient vampire. He hasn't sucked blood for hundreds of years and is a little weak. I took over the wandering sea by the way and is now the honorary director."

Yi Lin casually talked about one of his insignificant deeds in the past three years: "Remember, the path we are taking now is 'history', which belongs to our future and will definitely come."

Milian nodded vigorously.

"When the time is right, everything in the wandering sea will become your strength."

Milian nodded again.

before leaving.

Yi Lin remembered one thing:

"By the way, I'll accept... ahem, a few poor and confused female students. Coincidentally, they are all named... Sercia von Einzbern."

When Milien heard this, she became vigilant and raised her eyebrows: "How many...?"

Yi Lin replied calmly: "It's just over 10,000 in total."

"!"

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