The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 50: Light is passing

"...you said, their leader is coming too?"

Nefertari raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing.

She reached out and pressed a few times on the ritual plate burning with blue-violet flames to extinguish the fire.

Looking back, the red-haired lady with pale skin asked in surprise to her tall childhood sweetheart: "When? What level of leader?"

The beautiful flame-colored pupils are dancing with an endless flame.

It is the pursuit of endless knowledge...or it can be said to be greed.

"I didn't ask, but it should be someone from the top of the cult."

Nieussel replied in a deep voice.

He shook his head, sat behind Nefertari, and looked at the bookcase on the side with some confusion.

He whispered: "They are indeed as you said... they are followers of the light."

"What did you see?"

"Light."

Neusser replied: "Unlike us, they have light in their eyes and are not lost...their light is in their hearts.

"Those three children all look young. The eldest one is in his early twenties and less than thirty years old. The boy among them is still her biological brother."

"...brother?"

Nefertari was stunned for a moment.

She was silent for a moment, and responded in a daze: "I remember that the male heir in the earthly world...should be the primary heir of the family, right?"

"At least that's the case in the dead of winter. The old-time aristocrats of the United Kingdom also had this custom."

Neousel's heart was very heavy: "Her brother has died in the sporulation mill more than thirty times."

Hearing this, Nefertari's hand trembled slightly.

Her lips moved slightly, and the word "idiot" was in her mouth, but she still couldn't bear to spit it out.

She was silent for a while, then swallowed her words and changed her words: "Is it their leader who ordered them to go to the Sporadic Mill to purify the nightmare?"

Overseer Neuser nodded.

He added: "And their leader came here to purify the nightmare.

"I heard from those kids... there should be a group of backups later. There are at least a hundred people, all elites who are proficient in purifying nightmares."

"...I can't afford that much money."

"No, they didn't ask for money..."

"They don't want it, but can I not give it to them?!"

Extremely rare, Nefertari shouted angrily: "It's their business whether they want it or not, and it's mine whether I give it to them or not!"

The two of them raised their heads at the same time and glanced at each other subconsciously, but after a very short but unbearable silence, they quickly looked away again.

"...Sorry."

Nieussel spoke first.

His voice is gentle and honest, as calm and harmless as his appearance.

Nefertari sighed deeply and shook his head: "You are not wrong. I was too excited...

"That's what I think, Neuser. Listen to me. These more than a hundred people came to the underground world certainly not just to purify the sporulation mill.

"They are supposed to spread light into the underground. Let us underground people who live from the false light...experience the light of the 'sun'.

"But if they really purify the spore mill for us, then I plan to give them a generous gift - they came to change the fate of our underground people, and they sacrificed their lives for us without any reason. Hard work.

“I don’t care what the wise men and diggers in other cities will do, but I want them to believe that...when they come here, at least one city will welcome them, and at least one city will recognize and remember their contributions. Their efforts were not in vain.

"Those stupid and short-sighted mortals may not understand what they have changed. They don't care about nightmares, and they never care about the fate of every underground city that is eroded by nightmares... The space in the underground world is so huge that it makes them Don’t value it all anymore.”

Nefertari stood up, put his hand on his chest, and his voice became a little louder: "But I understand what this means! This is a country without gods. Although the underground world is vast, it is not infinite. All over the place, as our population grows, one day... we will come to an end.

“But it’s different now!

"I know what they paid! I understand more clearly that all the misfortunes we have experienced have nothing to do with them——"

——I even want to join them.

Nefertari's lips moved.

But she still didn't say this.

She felt sad for her cowardice and cherishing her life.

She can accept that she died in search of the truth, and she can also accept that she gave up her life for her friends, such as Neusel.

However, for the hundreds of nightmares that could never be purified in a lifetime... Even if she fought to death and gave everything she had, it would only be a pebble thrown into the sea.

——Insignificant sacrifice that never sees the dawn.

It may even be that the speed at which she purifies nightmares cannot keep up with the speed at which nightmares are born... Even if she abandons her own life, her relatives and friends, and the ideals she has held since childhood, she still cannot do anything meaningful. .

Just thinking about it made her cringe.

She is not afraid of sacrifice. Not afraid of death either.

But she was afraid that her sacrifice had no meaning and could not change anything.

Just thinking about it almost made her cry.

"I understand, I understand."

Nieussel thoughtfully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued in a warm voice: "We can't let the heroes bleed and shed tears. Is that what you mean?"

"...Yes, that's it. That's what I mean."

Nefertari stood there obediently.

When Neusel handed her a handkerchief, he blew his nose gently.

Then he pursed his lips, raised his head, and said seriously to the tall and strong brown-haired supervisor: "Neousel, our [digger]. The accumulator and guardian of wealth, the man who opened up the city— —

"I, [Wise], Nefertari...according to ancient rules, apply for a sum of funds. It will be used to entertain the leader of [Hidden Eye], as well as build enough houses, purchase sufficient food and Drinking water, hiring servants, and providing travel expenses and medicines for the followers of the light... until their destination city is willing to pay for all these funds. And, after the spore mill is purified, I also want to use our name , give them some gifts."

——The only gift that can be given to an extraordinary person is a curse.

Nefertari knew that this was a large amount of money.

Even if she spent all her private money, she still wouldn't be able to make up for it.

The scale of the underground city is much smaller than that of the city on the ground - because of the vast area and sparse population, the entire Spore Mill probably does not have 30,000 people. And in the city of Winter City directly above it, the population is more than ten times that of it.

You know, this is the Principality of Winter in winter. Not to mention other places.

The taxes collected from 30,000 people are barely enough to support more than 100 people at the highest standards.

Plus "gifts" and travel expenses.

... Nefertari can't come up with this money at all.

But Digger is different.

Being able to become a digger usually involves risking your life in exploration for more than ten years. I have accumulated a considerable amount of wealth...

But this wealth was earned by them spending their lives. Because diggers usually don't dive into the exploration layer again, these wealth are only accessible. After investing in underground cities and becoming supervisors, diggers usually try to control the outflow of funds.

Although they are not smart people, they still know the principle of sitting back and having nothing to gain.

However, Neusser replied without hesitation:

"——I agree. ~IndoMTL.com~ Because he thinks so too.

"Don't worry, I still have the first right to discover two cities and a medicinal field," Neusser replied with a smile. "The annual dividends alone can supply the daily consumption of the sporulation mill. ."

"...Then we will all become paupers."

"Sooner or later you will earn it again. After all, you are very smart."

Nieussel shrugged.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Both of them were not too surprised by the other's choice.

It is better to say that it is just like this...that they have known and known each other since childhood.

It’s just that I haven’t fallen in love yet.

...Probably.