Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2141: Crimson at dawn (73)

Chapter 2141 Embers at dawn (seventy-three)

"Pray, pray...?" Bedivere was a little confused after listening to the teacher's words.

"Yes, pray." Klarna said: "Looking back, your deepest wish. A wish that must be fulfilled even if you sacrifice everything. You have overcome all odds and walked all the way, and what was it for in the first place. Good Remember that wish, your original purpose. Then you will be redeemed. If you want to not get lost in the sea of ​​chaos, in addition to maintaining [self], the most important thing is [determination]. To find your [ resolve] and you can escape from here."

[Resolve]...?

The werewolf youth with extremely chaotic thoughts could hardly even remember his own name, and he had to keep repeating his own name in order to maintain himself in the torrent of chaos. Now he has to be distracted to think about something else, to think about his wishes.

Say, why did he come here.

The conjuration fire in his hand glowed warmly, though he could barely feel its heat.

That's right. He fell into [Chaos] because the Great Teacher Klarna gave him the seal of the fire of the spell, and something went wrong in the process. Chaos swallowed Bedivere and dragged it into this sea of ​​chaos.

But why did he ask Grand Master Klarna to contact the seal of the conjuring fire?

The conjuration fire in his hand flickered.

Yes, because he wants more power.

But why does he want power?

The conjuration fire glows brighter and shakes more violently.

That's right, because he had to win the Round Table Trial in the ring.

But why did he have to win the round table trial ring match?

The conjuration fire quivered violently.

That's right, it's because he has a wish, and he has to use the Knights of the Round Table to help him realize it.

Only a nearly omnipotent organization like the Knights of the Round Table, with such a huge network of contacts and intelligence, can help him find a person in the vast crowd.

That person...who is it?

The magic fire in his hand transformed into countless flames, eventually forming a firestorm that enveloped him. An apparition of a child appeared in the firestorm.

Remember!

I remember it all!

The person he was looking for was his son.

Husky.

Although it's just an illusion formed by flames, the cute canine boy, Bedivere's son, seems to be waving at his dad.

"Husky!" shouted the werewolf youth. Of course, the other party did not respond, but turned and ran away.

"No! Don't go! Papa is here!!" Bedivere yelled, trying to catch up. The other party disappeared quickly.

That's just an illusion.

Husky...

So the werewolf youth remembered his days in Western Siberia. In those days, on the silver-white snowfield, he and his wife and son lived an uncontested and ordinary life. Then suddenly one day, bad news came, and the Snow White Armor destroyed everything.

He remembers his wife lying in a pool of blood, he remembers his dying son in his arms. He watched them die, but couldn't do anything.

No, he seems to have done something. But he couldn't remember anything. His memory began to get confused in this place, and was gradually taken over by the blank.

What happened after that? Can't remember, just can't remember. For a long time after that, he became alone in the snowfields of Western Siberia, remembering his wife and children, and continuing to cultivate himself.

Then, in that opportunity, he learned of the existence of the round table trial, and learned that those who successfully passed the trial and became the knights of the round table, in addition to the great honors, can also show to King Arthur and his subordinate knights of the round table. Make a wish.

The Knights of the Round Table will, within their power, help the new Knights of the Round Table to realize their wishes.

The Knights of the Round Table are not omnipotent, and of course their desire to help others can't be everything in the world. However, Bedivere still gambled everything and participated in this round table trial.

Because, as time went on, he became more and more aware of the possibility that his son Husky was still alive.

Because, he hasn't completely despaired yet. Because he still has the last hope, even if it is a paranoid hope that he deceives himself.

"Wait for me----" he muttered in a low voice.

"No matter where you are in the world. I will find you one day."

As he remembered his wishes, he was also filled with [determination].

Then, [Chaos] shunned him, followed by [reality] before his eyes.

Actually, Bedivere didn't go anywhere, he just sat there, and the ceremony to release the seal of the fire of conjuration was still in progress. He was just surrounded by the seven-colored flames just now. But now, sitting in the same place, his lower body was actually wrapped in chaotic flames, and only his head was exposed.

"Uh..." The werewolf youth snorted softly.

"You're back." Clana, the big teacher sitting opposite, said: "Very good, have you escaped Chaos successfully? It's actually very good that you haven't been swallowed by Chaos and turned into a sticky mass of blood. "

She was even more worried when she said this: "Well, my body is still wrapped in this thing... If it's not good, the part below the head will not turn into a pool of blood. , is there only one head left?"

"You can rest assured about that. In chaos, chaos can't devour you. Now that your consciousness has returned, it can't do anything to you. Eventually it will recede, and you shouldn't What would be the impact...probably."

Probably. A drop of cold sweat appeared on Bedivere's forehead.

Suddenly, the flame that wrapped the werewolf youth's body subsided. It should be said that it gathered into a fireball and floated in front of Bedivere. The fireball gradually recovered from the original chaotic seven-color light to the orange-red light of ordinary flames, and gradually stabilized in the frantic beating.

"That's it." Clana looked at the fireball in front of Bedivere and poked it with her finger. The fireball swayed for a moment, and then returned to Bedivere obediently.

"It's over so soon?" The werewolf youth couldn't help asking curiously. It seemed that only ten minutes had passed.

"What are you talking about, stupid apprentice?" Klarna seemed to be grinning, but also seemed serious: "It's been about five hours since the ceremony started."

"What??!" Bedivere was shocked.

"You don't know how long you have been lost in chaos, right?" Klarna sighed again: "Being trapped in chaos will not only evaporate people's rationality, but also lose their normal thinking ability. It also disturbs people's sense of time. Some people only fall into chaos for a few seconds, but experience the torment of chaos for decades. Others feel that they are in chaos for several seconds, but they come back It's been a hundred years. You are lucky to have escaped from the sea of ​​chaos in five hours. During this period, I continued to recode the fire of conjuration, while calling for the lost in the chaos. You. The voice sometimes reaches it, sometimes it doesn't."

"I'm bothering you..." Bedivere was embarrassed.

"Anyway," Klarna coughed dryly, "I have completely lifted the restrictions of the spell fire. Now it will not only not hinder your own power, but also maximize the power of the spell itself. However, your body already contains [Chaos]. When the restrictions are completely lifted, Chaos may also overflow, raging around you, and swallowing you again. So remember to exercise restraint when using the fire of magic ."

"Uh... ok."

"Because you have [Chaos] in your body, you are easy to be attacked by it, so I added a safety measure. Therefore, you usually cannot use the maximum power of the spell, and you can only use 90% of its maximum power. Power. Only when you truly realize that your life is threatened, in the most urgent time, can your magic fire be able to use 100% of its power, or even more than 100% of its power. With the help of [Chaos] The greater the risk that strength bears, the greater the power it can exert. I can't explain it clearly, you can only rely on you to gradually experience it in actual combat."

"...If I abuse the power of Chaos, will I be swallowed by Chaos again and lost in the Sea of ​​Chaos?" Bedivere whispered.

"That's possible, indeed." Klarna nodded and said, "How much do you remember of the [mantras] I told you when you were lost in chaos?"

"Those words you keep saying like a mantra?" Bedivere blinked: "I remember. It's like, uh... [No matter what you become, no matter what you go through No matter what you have been, you are still you. It is all the efforts you have made in the past, all the choices you have made in your life, right or wrong, that made you who you are now. You are you, not someone else, no Replaceable. [You] is shaped by everything you have in the past, and [you] in this form now. Here and now, right here, continue to continue, continue to write, as long as life does not die, it will not end So this is your life. Your own life. No matter how humble and insignificant life is in this vast and vast universe, your life is still your life. A unique and unrepeatable life. ]"

"Not bad. In such a chaotic state, I was able to memorize such a long paragraph of [Mantra] word for word." The big teacher nodded again: "Then remember it well, absolutely not. Forget it again. When you are lost, re-recite this [Mantra ~IndoMTL.com~ and curse yourself, and your ego will not disappear. As long as you remember your name, remember your goal, [Chaos] ] There is nothing you can do about it. No matter how deep you are, you can escape.------How long it will take to escape is another matter. Get up. What is to be done here has been done, Don't you have to rush back to Cairo for something important? Then let's go."

"Um..." Bedivere tried to get up from the parchment he was sitting on, only then did he find himself exhausted, as if his body had been hollowed out. He fell to the ground as soon as he stood up.

"Is it using too much stamina to escape from the chaos?" Klarna hummed, and turned to look outside the door of the ceremony room, the counselor Eric, who was silently watching everything: "You have been there all the time. Look? If there's nothing else to do, send him back weak."

"Want me to carry this guy across the swamp alone?" Eric shrugged.

"You are responsible for carrying him back. I will use the [House Stone] to construct a passageway in the shallow underground of the magic swamp that allows you to pass through safely. Of course, this passageway will disappear automatically after you pass. "Master Clana said: "Now, let's go. Time waits for no one."

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