Capítulo 5: ch:5
late at night.
Ke Qing dragged her tired body to Yuehai Pavilion, with faint dark circles on her face, it was all the fault of that light novel!
Today, I communicated with Ningguang about the specific matters for a day, and the business affairs are almost finalized.
"Gan Yu, do you still have Mr. Ling Xiao's novels?" Keqing sat on the wooden chair, embarrassedly put back the book "I and the Yan King Dijun Together in the Era of Demon Gods" that he borrowed last night on the bookshelf .
In the afternoon, she took advantage of her short free time to read a few more paragraphs, especially the description of Emperor Yan's expedition, which made her blood boil every time she saw it.
"Well, that's all," Gan Yu carefully took out three novels of different thicknesses from the depths of the bookshelf and placed them in front of Keqing.
Ke Qing's eyes lit up slightly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching slightly after seeing the title of the book. Teacher Ling Xiao's taste in naming names is still so unique.
"If You Are Trapped in a Windless Land", "General Baal Wants Me To Confess ~The Love and Mind Battle of the Gods~", "I, the Fool with 0 Intelligence Governs Xumi! ".
Ke Qing picked up "If You Are Trapped in a Windless Land", this novel is a bit thinner than the other two, so it can be resolved quickly.
"Gan Yu, how about this book?" Ke Qing curiously asked Gan Yu's opinion. After all, she was just a newcomer who had just experienced the charm of light novels.
Gan Yu raised her head, with a hint of pity in her eyes for some reason, "It's sweet, sweet from beginning to end."
Ke Qing was slightly startled, does Teacher Ling Xiao actually write comedy novels, but the name doesn't look like a comedy.
She turned the first page with anticipation.
The story begins with a traveler to Mond and her partner discovering the existence of a fantasy friend one day.
"Hey? Do fantasy friends disappear when people grow up?"
"Yes, unfortunately, people's childlike innocence will gradually fade with time."
Ke Qing frowned slightly. She recalled her childhood. At that time, when she was practicing swordsmanship, she would imagine that the emperor would encourage her by her side, but as she grew up, she gradually realized that this was just a childhood fantasy. .
"Gan Yu, do you have an imaginary friend?" Ke Qing asked curiously.
Gan Yu nodded slightly and said softly, "Everyone will have a period like that."
"Hey, why do you need a tissue?"
"It's okay, you'll understand in a while."
A hint of sadness flashed in Gan Yu's glazed eyes, and the corners of her eyes felt a little sore just recalling the content of the novel.
Ke Qing felt that Gan Yu was a little strange, but continued to read the novel.
Travelers meet cuckolded bards and get monocles that can see other people's fanciful friends.
They observed all kinds of fantasy friends born out of the deepest desires in their hearts.
Afterwards, several people met the legendary adventurer Stanley, and the rookie adventurer Jack.
After the adventure, the traveler realizes that there is something wrong with the adventure story Stanley said, and the observed fantasy friend is exactly the same as himself, but there are countless scars on his body, like a battle-hardened warrior.
Ke Qing frowned slightly, this Stanley is not a big adventurer at all, but he is just a guy who fools children, and even his imaginary friends is his ideal self.
She continued to watch patiently, the traveler returned to the gift of the angel after getting the sword and shield, and overheard Stanley's words when he was drunk.
"Stanley...I've been afraid for so many years, I'm afraid that the people in Mond will forget about you, so I tell you stories of your adventures..."
"I want everyone in Mond to remember that Stanley has reached the heart of the Ember Sea...he's the greatest adventurer, and he's still alive!"
"Stanley won't die because I am Stanley!
"Stanley, sorry...even I'm old, sorry..."
Ke Qing's expression became slightly complicated. I didn't expect this Stanley to have such a past, and the corners of her eyes were a little bitter for some reason.
Is it really worth it to lose your own name just for everyone to remember his name? Does anyone still remember your past?
Ke Qing didn't know how she would choose, which was really cruel.
"The only thing I can't forget is that he died in the windless sea of embers, and the wind can't take his soul away!"
"I'm old, no matter how I don't want to let go, I can't keep many things..."
"But adventurers can't die this way... can't..."
Ke Qing's vision suddenly became a little blurry, and the tip of her cute nose twitched slightly.
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"Hans, Yazibald?"
Suddenly, the name he had forgotten about, the name he lost in the sea of embers, suddenly sounded in his ears.
"How do you know, my real name?"
The bard wearing a green hat in front of him smiled slightly, and in an instant countless warm winds swept through, it was the sound of wind that could not be sought in the sea of embers.
The emerald green wind was woven into a dazzling sky, and behind the bard in front of him slowly bloomed the wings of cyan streamer.
More and more warm wind blew across Stanley's face.
"I, I have always believed in your existence!" Stanley stumbled towards the figure, which was a scene that appeared in his dream.
The bard slowly stretched out his right hand and said sincerely: "Can you give me the soul of an old friend?"
Stan put his left hand on it with force, the blue light flashed away, and then opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was the countless people he wanted to see day and night.
The scarred Stanley smiled at him, his body slowly dissipating in the gentle wind.
"Lord Barbatos, thank you..." Stanley choked and was speechless, but there was a light in his eyes that had never been seen before.
Wendy looked at the traveler and smiled: "The matter has been settled, I have to go get the wine that Jack promised, let's meet at the same place."
...
In the palm of the Aeolus statue, Wendy told them the story of two thousand years ago and the friend who disappeared.
"Fly, fly."
"Like a bird, look at the world for me."
"Fly to the sky for me."
The back covered by the green cloak rarely said a word.
Light wind, occasionally heavy.
The whole book is finished.
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Looking at the conclusion on the last page of the book, Ke Qing couldn't help but slowly read out: "If you are trapped in a windless place, I will play the song of the sky and guide you in the direction of the thousand-year-old wind... ..."
I don't know when there was a crystal tear on the shatterable cheek, which slowly dripped onto the floor.
Deliberately Qing slowly closed the book, but closed her eyes but it was still the picture in the book, and the tears could not stop flowing.
Sweet, so sweet...
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