Dust of History: on the road

In the early morning, when the sun rising from the mountains threw the first ray of light, Asa woke up slowly.

When the sun shines on your face, even the tiniest hairs seem to unfurl slowly like the grass around you. All the tiny lives around you, including the cells in your own body, are blooming with vigor and vigor, ready to Welcome to this new day.

Asa didn't open his eyes or move. He liked this feeling very much. He felt that he was a small part of the surrounding natural world. Even without opening his eyes to see, he could hear many voices.

The sound of the faint mist lingering in the forest slowly dissipating, the sound of sunlight bouncing on the grass, the sound of grass growing, the sound of a group of ants carrying bugs into their nests to rest, not far away The sound of a small lizard swallowing a moth, the sound of two small animals on the tree fighting, the sound of a lyre bird flying over the sky and flapping its wings, the sound of four or five wild sparrows, slowly approaching The sound of footsteps, human breathing, and the sound of the air being slowly cut.

The footsteps of this person were very light, similar to the footsteps of two squirrels on the tree, and they found their footholds very accurately, and they were all places where there was as little grass and debris as possible that would not cause any noise. This person's breathing is also very light, not the kind of lightness that is deliberately suppressed. Instead, every part of the body has been well controlled, the slightness that is naturally integrated. Just by this breath, one can be sure that this person is at least one in a million masters among warriors.

Near the sound of this person's breathing, the air is being slowly pierced by a sharp blade, making a faint hiss that is almost inaudible. This is definitely a good sword, at least anyone can hold it easily Cut off a man's head with a sword.

Sounds of footsteps, breathing, sound of swords piercing the air, approaching slowly from behind, these are all the traces, not even the slightest trace of murderous intent. Even the most sensitive sika deer may not be able to detect it. But the reason Asa woke up was because of this voice.

Asa noticed it, but he still kept his original appearance with his eyes closed. He was very curious about what this man was going to do. Although the sharp weapon on the right hand has almost completely explained the problem. But he still wanted to see what this man was going to do.

The sound of footsteps stopped three meters behind him, and the sound of breathing also became slightly heavier. He knew that the other party was about to make a move.

"Go to hell." With a loud shout, the man suddenly lunged forward. The sound from the body and hands suddenly changed from an inaudible breeze to a violent storm, and rushed directly towards Asa's body, as if he was about to smash him into minced meat immediately.

There is a bang. Asa opened his eyes, Huan grasped and kicked, and the sudden storm suddenly changed direction and flew out.

The man just rolled on her and then jumped up, looking at Asa with surprise, unwillingness and anger, she shouted: "I don't accept it. You are despicable! You pretended to be asleep. "

"I did fall asleep, but you just woke me up again." Asa shook his head and sighed, throwing the sword to her. "It's fine if you can't sleep by yourself, why are you harassing me?"

"Who is going to harass you? I'm here to try and arrest you." Sunlight shone through from behind the female knight. The golden hair on her head was dimly illuminated to emit a soft halo, wrapping around her body. She no longer wore heavy white armor, but a light leather armor. Although her slender body seemed to lack a bit of feminine charm, it was more heroic and hearty. But her expression now looks very painful. She held her head full of remorse and bewilderment. "How did this happen? But you were not my opponent a few months ago, but now I can't even attack you intentionally. How could this be? Have my skills regressed to such a point?"

"Sneak attack?" Asa was taken aback. "If you really want to sneak attack, what the **** are you calling 'go to death'? I thought you were joking with me..."

"Who is joking with you bastard? Fair and honest is the basic rule of knights. Sneak attack is already a last resort, so when I make a move, I yelled to remind you."

"Then since you have already called 'Go to hell', why did you hit my head with the hilt of your sword again?" Asa asked again. Just now when he kicked Talis away and snatched her long sword away, he saw that the long sword in her hand was not stabbing or chopping down, but was holding it instead and hitting his head and face forcefully.

Talis replied: "I don't want to really kill you, I just want to beat you up and arrest you, and then ask you if you accept it or not."

"I've taken it, I've taken it, I've already taken it..." Asa nodded repeatedly and murmured. "I wonder why you don't have any murderous aura, and I suspect that you can completely restrain and hide your own murderous aura. That should already be in the realm of your teacher Lancelot..."

"Could it be that I have really regressed? How is it possible? I can't beat that kid Jiawei, and now I'm even worse than you..." Talis shook her head, covered her head and slowly squatted down. Face full of disappointment and pain. "The teacher asked me to come out to practice, but why do I feel that I am getting worse and worse... No, I can't do this..."

Asa ignored the distressed female knight, got up and stretched, the joints all over her body crackled, and all the muscles were stretched once, which was incomparably refreshing. He bent down again and picked out two roasted sweet potatoes from the residue of the campfire, and threw one to Talis.

It has been a while since we set off from the capital, and along the way, this Knight of the Temple seems to be a little out of order, constantly using various methods to find trouble for himself. The previous few times they had asked for a direct duel or various methods of competition, but this time they even started a surprise attack. I don't know if it will be poisoned next time?

If it wasn't for him being sure that he could deal with her, Asa really wouldn't dare to go on the road with such a woman.

However, Asa also has to admit that it is really not lonely to have such a person on the road together. This should have been full of dangers, but it is indeed very interesting and interesting to have such a companion on the lonely and lonely journey. And at least her fighting power is actually quite good. If she really has a more mature and stable mentality, as old-fashioned and calm as other temple knights, Asa himself is not sure that she can kill her to death. It's never a bad thing to have such a good helper on the road.

"Tell me, what's going on with you?" The temple knight who was eating roasted sweet potatoes looked at Asa and asked. "Why are you getting stronger and stronger? I feel like I am getting weaker and weaker? How did you cultivate to become stronger?"

"Why am I getting more and more powerful?" Asa said to himself, with a wry smile, he didn't want to answer. I don't know how to answer.

He really doesn't know if he is really getting stronger than before. He just feels that he is getting more and more involved, and he is more serious about facing things, but he is more able to maintain a calm heart. Although there are ups and downs, they are all within the scope of one's control. It's like riding a horse, the horse's strength is getting stronger and stronger, but the rope itself is getting stronger and stronger.

With this engaged attitude. With a calm mind, those powers that were originally in one's body are more harmonious and can be used better. I don't know if I no longer avoid those things. I am more willing to delve into the attitude problems I face, or the influence of the physical strength of the mental team. I am indeed more comfortable using the strength in my body in many places.

And this kind of mentality is only after experiencing so much helplessness and sadness.

Countless battles. Countless choices, one's own failure, the passing away of people around you, the joy and **** between lovers, and the final parting. The acceptance of responsibility... On this journey, after countless emotions and sorrows have settled in my heart, there will be unconsciously.

Where do you exercise to become the strongest? Asa suddenly remembered that he seemed to have asked a question similar to the one the female knight asked herself a long time ago. That was when he started to train himself for his dream at the age of six or seven, and asked Granny Al, a retired adventurer in the back of the village.

Physical, mental skills are not the strongest.

Grandma Al smiled, and poked Asa's heart with her hand. Said: Keep walking on the road, slowly enriching here, and talents will be really strong. At that time, I didn't understand it, so I took my mother-in-law's hand to ask what happened, but my mother-in-law didn't explain it, she just said that you will understand when you should understand it later.

"Hey. I'm asking you. Why are you in a daze?" Taliss threw a piece of sweet potato rind at Asa's face. "Do you think I have regressed?"

Asa caught the sweet potato rind and threw it away. Smiling lightly, he said, "Actually, strictly speaking, you haven't regressed. Has your grudge weakened? Are your limbs sore? Are your magic power exhausted? Are you seriously injured? None..."

"Then what do you think is wrong with me?" Talis asked impatiently.

"Do you know where the essence of power lies?" Asa asked.

"Where?"

"Here." Asa poked his chest with his hand. He knew that he finally understood the meaning of Granny Al now, indeed, he would naturally understand when it was time to understand.

"Here?" Taliss poked her head over, frowning and looking carefully at his chest with her pair of red and phoenix eyes, trying to find out what is the mystery here. "The strength of the waist is the foundation of strength, and the muscles of the chest seem to be..."

"It's here, it's the heart." Asa sighed, and moved her finger to poke Talis's chest. But after the tentacle, he was also taken aback, retracted his hand and came back to look at his fingers.

"You...you bastard." Talis jumped up and screamed as if she had been stabbed by a knife, and punched Asa in the face.

But this fist immediately fell into Asa's grasp. Then Asa twisted hard, and Talis, who had lost her balance and coordination, fell directly. Asa caught her waist with the other hand and said quickly: "Look, your heart is restless, your will is loose, your emotions are out of control, so your whole body is full of flaws..."

It was almost noon before the two started on the road again. It's just that both of them are already very tired ~IndoMTL.com~ covered with dust and sweat.

"Actually, what you said may be right. My teacher also said that inner strength is the most important thing. It is precisely because of this that he asked me to go out of Celeste to practice." Talis Riding on the horse, he nodded and said slowly. Her face now has several bruises and the corner of her mouth is broken. Although white magic can heal injuries, these scars still need to heal slowly.

"Then why are you still messing around with me?" Asa was a little annoyed. She looked at Talis. There were no scars on his face, but it took a lot of effort. Talis is not easy to deal with, especially since he can't really hit his killers hard. He had to beat her until she lost her strength and anger before stopping.

"Who told you to poke your hands indiscriminately? Let me tell you, I know now that I am not your opponent, and I will definitely want you to look good when I have a chance in the future." Talis gave Asa a hard look, and then It was full of sorrow and thought. "What the teacher said is too difficult to understand. I really don't know what it means. What method should I use to get the strength of my heart..."

"Let's go, maybe we'll find out as we walk along the road."

"Where are you planning to go this way?"

"You will know as you go."