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Chapter 409 Chapter 407 · "When you wake up at dawn."

【6:30 pm】

"Shashasha..."

The sound of tiny carvings sounded.

The girl with waterfall-like white hair was sitting quietly on a wooden chair, carving the wood carving in her hands.

Different from the previous wood sculpture, this one is a girl with long hair.

The facial features of the woodcarved girl have a bright and generous beauty. Her eyeliner is long and narrow, and the corners of her mouth are always slightly raised. She seems to have endless energy.

…just like its sculptor.

Leaning the fiery red spear against the table, Naraku lowered his head slightly, his focused gaze fixed on the wood carving.

She obviously still looks like a girl, but her back already looks a little rickety.

She seemed to be immersed in her own world.

The blood of dusk passed through the window paper and sprinkled on her pale face, and the blood on her cheek had faded.

Su Mingan took a look at the sky and asked Duoya if there were beds or a place where people could sleep.

He couldn't miss the last level tonight. Once night fell, he had to enter the night copy.

He has no feelings for Naraku at all between men and women. She should like Kaiya who has Su Lin's appearance and will.

And...even Kaia herself, strictly speaking, cannot be considered the object of her affection.

The former Kaiya has long been consumed and occupied by Su Lin's memory in time, and what she likes should be the original Su Lin.

So, strictly speaking,

The person she loved was long dead.

Die for this world.

"There is a rest room nearby, but due to the needs of the southern city wall, this is a temporary stronghold. All the beds have been moved there, and even the bricks have been removed." Duoya hesitated: "If you don't mind, this is This room has some space, I can ask someone to move the bed here now..."

"No need."

Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

With a loud "boom", under the shocked eyes of several soul hunters, a crooked and crude bed that looked poorly made hit the open space in the room like a boulder.

This is the nighttime "artifact" made by Su Mingan himself. After returning from the sea, he made another one specifically to prevent him from being unable to enter the instance on time due to emergencies.

He has always been very rigorous about such important matters.

"Wait... wait, you want to sleep here?" Duoya was dumbfounded as she watched Su Ming'an decisively put down the bed.

Behind her, several soul hunting young men poked their heads in the air, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

They didn't know the prerequisites for the night dungeon, and their young minds were greatly shocked when they saw the legendary Master Su Lin putting the bed on the spot.

Su Mingan glanced at the system time. It was now half past six in the evening.

Generally speaking, the night copy will start when it officially becomes night, and the sunlight outside the window has begun to dim.

In order to seize even the slightest opportunity to meet the brave, he was not going to waste time on the road.

He sat directly on the bed next to him, planning to enter the dungeon as soon as the opening time was met.

Seeing Su Mingan sit down very naturally, Duoya's lips moved but she still didn't speak.

She thought that maybe Mr. Su Lin had his own considerations.

After all, he is a legendary hero, and he led Praia to face two disasters that could wipe out the entire nation. It’s normal for his thoughts to be different from ordinary people…

She quietly retreated with a few soul hunters, and wanted to invite Naraku who was carving wood carvings out as well.

But when she approached, Naraku suddenly hugged the wooden sculpture in his arms like a small animal protecting its food, and looked at Duoya warily.

Looking at the somewhat childish Naraku, Duoya knew that this was a symptom of Naraku's gradually fading self-awareness.

This is the dissipation of vitality and soul. Once a person has symptoms of weak memory, it means that the situation has reached its most serious stage.

After that, she will experience a very rapid loss of will and loss of five senses...and then she will lose consciousness and die in silence.

Her time is running out.

Duoya leaned down and said softly to Naraku: "I'm not going to steal it from you, child, but let's not disturb Mr. Su Lin here."

Naraku was startled.

Suddenly, she lowered her head and carved a few final marks on the wood carving to carve out the thin hair.

After a moment, she blew a breath, and fine sawdust flew around the room like stardust.

She finished the wood carving in her hands.

"Give."

She suddenly raised her hands, holding the completed wooden sculpture of a girl, and handed it to Duoya.

"This...give it to me?" Duoya was a little surprised.

She thought that this wooden sculpture in the shape of a girl was what Naraku wanted to give to Lord Su Lin. After all, everyone can see that Naraku likes Master Su Lin so much.

"Sister, although I seem to have suddenly forgotten a lot of things... and who you are..." Naraku looked straight at Duoya with a pair of faded eyes:

"But... I still remember that you have always been kind to me. Thank you."

She held the wooden sculpture in her hand high, like a bright star, and stuffed it directly into Duoya's arms.

"..."

Duoya's originally calm expression suddenly collapsed.

Her hands trembled as she took the wood carving, and her fingers holding the wood carving were trembling.

Looking at Doya who suddenly burst into tears, Naraku blinked.

Her memory is gradually lost and her senses are gradually weakening. She has forgotten the name of the big sister in front of her and how she helped her. But she knew that her eldest sister seemed to be very kind to her.

So, she wants to give him a gift.

There was more to her life than love.

It's true that she likes Su Lin, but her feelings are never completely tied to one person.

For Doya, the deputy minister who has always taken care of her, even if she has forgotten a lot, she still remembers that Doya was very good to her.

She seemed to have been alone for a long time before that.

Like a small boat drifting on the sea that may sink at any time. She had no companions, no crew to accompany her, no compass or captain to guide her. Sailing alone on the sea, it seems that I am about to sail into the sea fog that makes me confused for a lifetime.

But since arriving here, she seems to have met many people who care about her.

Her ship docked.

Although her stay here will be much shorter than that of an ordinary girl.

Looking at Duoya who suddenly shed tears, Naraku didn't understand why her elder sister was sad.

"Don't be sad." She suddenly opened her arms.

The blood-red sunset fell on her cheeks, and a golden glow reflected in her eyes.

"Hug." She opened her arms and said.

At this moment, Duoya could no longer suppress the tears in her eyes.

She took a step forward and hugged Naraku tightly.

The body of the white-haired girl was very thin and her bones were very hard, like a skeleton covered with skin and flesh, and it was extremely light in her arms.

Warm heat spread into her body. Duoya closed her eyes and leaned the girl's head on her shoulder.

After a while, Doya gently let go of Naraku.

She knew that Naraku seemed to want to stay here.

She no longer tried to dissuade him, but just took a deep look at Naraku, as if she wanted to keep her look in her heart forever, and then turned around.

The door to the room was gently closed, and there were only two people left in the room.

Naraku turned his head and stared blankly at Su Ming'an sitting next to him.

"I remember you too." She said: "...I definitely remember you."

Some dim sunset shone on her eyes, and her eyes were as dazzling as flames.

White hair hung down from her forehead. She reached out her hand and moved the hair away, but she touched a ball of broken hair.

She looked at the broken white hair between her palms and suddenly smiled.

"Even if I forget everything...I still remember you." She said.

The thick clouds outside the window gradually moved away and were about to swallow up the ray of sunshine from the day.

Night is coming.

"Do you like the wood carving I gave you?" Naraku looked at him: "Keep it, take it away, and go... wherever you want to go."

In the silence, she suddenly said this.

Su Mingan raised his head and saw the smile on her face.

A gust of breeze rushed in from the window, blowing her long hair like rays of light in an instant.

She closed her eyes slightly, and the gauze of her skirt was like white water splashes, flowing lightly in the wind.

When night fell completely and the last ray of sunset completely disappeared, he saw her opening her eyes that had completely faded.

"Rin... no. You who don't know your real name."

She slightly bent her eyes, and her eyes, which had always been bright and lustrous, were now as dim as twilight:

"...Happy nineteenth birthday to you in advance."

…

The next second, the night pressed in, momentarily covering her flowing pale hair.

Vision changes.

…

Su Mingan stood in a piece of fiery red magma.

The sand table floated, the royal city was silent, and the scorching wind brushed his eyelashes.

His eyes were a little dazed, and he stood there as if frozen.

[Welcome back to the Demon King’s Castle—respect the great Demon King—!]

The intense and high-pitched voice of the system came as promised, ringing in his ears.

But he clearly remembered that she was wishing him a happy birthday.

His own, happy nineteenth birthday.

"..."

Su Ming'an was absolutely certain that Naraku was not some self-awakened NPC. Otherwise, given his character, he would not have remained silent for so long.

Even when Luna came here just now, she had always had an indifferent attitude and had no reaction to the words "player" and "world" they used.

But just now,

In the countdown of her life,

...This girl seems to have completed a "self-awakening" that is close to breaking through the limitations of the system.

She realized the difference between him and Su Lin, because of pure love.

With her pure "human" will, she broke through the "personality" restrictions from the system.

[Great Demon King——Don’t be stunned, please deploy the Demon King’s City as soon as possible to welcome the brave men who are about to come——! ] The excited voice of the system continued to sound, as if it wanted to urge him very much.

But he suddenly smiled.

An uncontrollable smile appeared on his lips, and then widened like a tearing crack.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He clutched tightly the wooden carving he had just taken out of the backpack compartment, and a smile spread across his face.

【……】

The system seems to be stuck.

[Lord Demon King, please don’t be happy in advance! The power of the brave is very powerful, you...] It shouted immediately.

In previous copies, its emotions have never been so intense. Perhaps it was the final level that made it exciting.

"System." Su Mingan rubbed his fingers against the wood carving: "You failed to tease us."

The system was stuck for a moment, and he seemed a little confused: [Lord Demon King, what do you mean...? 】

Su Mingan stopped smiling.

He is very happy,

Because he finally saw an independent and free creature in the true sense.

The moment he saw Naraku's pure smile, he already understood that Sherrod's choice was by no means the result of the system and character settings - the knight's firm belief was confirmed at this moment.

...They are clearly creatures of flesh and blood.

Even if it is an NPC that is set as "unawakenable", under extreme circumstances and with abundant emotions, she actually breaks through the restrictions.

Human beings have unlimited potential, and their feelings are something that research cannot fully explain.

For the sake of her children, a mother can lift a car that is far beyond her ability to bear. For the sake of her lover, people who are usually extremely afraid of death can rush into the sea of ​​​​fire without hesitation.

It is a kind of thing that allows people to easily violate their usual "settings", allowing them to break through their ordinary self and become a glorious existence.

The moment he saw Naraku smiling at him and wishing him "Happy Birthday", her image became extremely clear in his mind.

She is no longer the epitome of the image of a "dainty young lady who lost her family and came to Praia for her lover".

Her soul, under the countdown of life, has clearly become extremely free.

Of course, this situation can also be explained by the image of an NPC that can break through limitations under special circumstances, but at this moment, this unique "personality" has become no longer important.

She lives in everyone's eyes.

He looked at the wood carving in his hand.

Carved in the wood carving is a handsome young man with a straight back, an upward smile, and a pair of always bright eyes.

The fiery red sparks of the Demon King's City exploded in his ears. When he lifted the wooden sculpture, he saw a line of small words on the chassis.

…

【When you wake up in the silent dawn,】

【You will see me spread my wings and fly high. 】

…

…

Epic war music sounded.

In the blood-red Demon King's City, the legendary brave man finally arrived.

Su Ming'an looked at the black shadow that was deliberately covered by the black mist, holding a sword and slowly approached, and heard the voice of the system.

【big boss! The brave has a "god-given heart" and you cannot attack it directly. However, you can transform into the phantom of the soldier you have developed to help you fight - to defeat the brave! 】

Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

White light flashed.

Puppet figures of various shapes guarded this blood-red land. The moment they saw the shadow warrior, they roared and rushed towards him.

Golden Rose, Black Lover, Moonlight Watcher, Frost Ruler, Divine Glory, Blue Rose, Silent Knight... names that Su Ming'an was extremely familiar with swept away like a flood.

Their only enemy is the dark figure who keeps moving forward in the epic music.

"Roar--!"

"Roar--!"

The roar of unknown meaning resounded throughout this blood-red land.

Sparks exploded in the air, and the brave man was as powerful as a flame. He slashed through the puppets attacking him in an unparalleled manner, and rushed towards Su Mingan who was standing at the door of the church like chopping melons and vegetables.

The puppets tried their best and fought fearlessly, falling down in rows. But soon there will be more puppets, rushing forward with a fearless attitude to defend this bloody land.

When looking at the shadow warrior surrounded by puppets, Su Mingan's mentality was a little strange.

At this time... it should be considered that he is looking at his future self.