First Player

Chapter 803 Chapter 802 · "Watching a wedding."

On January 1, 1972, the War of Dawn came to an end.

Under the ginkgo tree by the river, a blond boy stared at the wild flowers all over the mountains and hundreds of black coffins slowly passing by.

In his field of vision, thousands...no, immeasurable people were walking along with these coffins. As the sun sets, people's clothes are dyed with a golden color, like a flowing river.

This river flows from within the city-state to outside the city, running through the streets and alleys, flowing through wide squares and narrow lanes. It was as if a silent, vast and heavy force gathered together, crushing the light spots with their footsteps. The funeral procession stretched for miles, from one end of the sky to the other.

Surrounded by them were coffins as dark as ink.

Since there were so many victims in the war, the names of many of them are unknown. What these coffins contain is not the body or ashes of a specific person, but the relics left by countless victims.

Some are a blood-stained band, some are a broken family portrait, some are a torn handkerchief, even a feather, a piece of tea... These relics are not completely collected and cannot cover every victim, but Their bones have been integrated into this land for a long time.

Underneath your footsteps is your hometown.

"Crash-"

The white bird flaps its wings and its snow-white feathers fall from the sky. Some children raised their heads and looked at the golden light under the sky. The sunshine today was particularly good, and even the cold rain that had fallen all night in the city was dried up. When the child raised his head, his eyes were filled with warm golden light.

The sunshine is so beautiful, it makes people cry.

It seemed like it could burn away the heavy snowfall that had fallen for a total of 2,300 simulations and lasted so many times for forty years.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from below the hillside. A middle-aged man led a team towards the farewell team.

"——Five hundred and sixty-two soldiers of the Freedom Alliance bid farewell to the 53.64 million soldiers who died in the war."

At the head of the team, a white-haired old lady glanced at them and nodded. They also naturally blended into the farewell procession, and as the procession moved forward slowly, they were like a long, winding black dragon.

"——One thousand, two hundred and thirty-six judges of the Trial House sent farewell to the 53.64 million soldiers who died in the war."

Another sound came, and the city gates were opened wide, and an extremely long team came out, each person holding a small black box in their hands.

The team continues to expand, and more and more teams join it, like a river flowing into a sea.

"——The 2,564 residents of Hope City bid farewell to the 53.64 million soldiers who died in the war." The gray-haired city lord Yalin arrived with a huge crowd, and everyone The expression is solemn.

"——One thousand, six hundred and fifty-eight residents of Antofa City..." Another team followed.

"——One thousand, three hundred and forty-four residents of Roko City..."

"——One thousand one hundred and sixty-eight residents of the city of Hebimi..."

"..."

"..."

More and more people are joining the funeral procession. Each team is composed of various forces that have participated in the war in the past forty years. Each of them has participated in this cruel and long war to a greater or lesser extent.

Rivers flow into rivers and merge into new rivers. Gradually, the river evolved into the sea, and the river flowed into the sea, endlessly.

Until a clear voice sounded——

"——Two members of the battle group, farewell to the 53.64 million soldiers who died in the war."

This is the force with the smallest number of people, and it is simply too small compared to the large teams that often number hundreds or thousands of people.

There were only two of them.

In the breeze, Che strode forward, his blood-colored cloak fluttering in the wind behind him. Next to him was a girl with a thin sword at her waist, also wearing a blood-colored cloak. She was holding a dark urn in her hands. What is inside the box is a monument to humanity.

A pure white lily was tied to the urn, its petals stained with dew.

The first lilies of spring have withered, but the second, third, and thousands of spring lilies have a chance to bloom. The white-haired old man of Kelstia's family had already led his granddaughter and walked in the bright sunshine.

"——Rongyuan, one of the Nine Alliances, bids farewell to the 53.64 million soldiers who died in the war."

A red-haired man came. He also did not lead a huge team, and his voice was not loud. He just whispered and blended into the crowd.

"——Freedom Violet led one hundred and twenty-nine mercenaries to see off the soldiers who died in the war."

Violet took the willing players to participate in this funeral. This war has infected these players who call themselves the Fourth Natural Disaster. Even though there is no system reward for participating in the funeral, they come to participate.

"——The eagle dogs Dongxu and Xudong led the 394 eagle guard troops to see off the soldiers who died in the war."

"——Eden Meila and Cheng Luohe led 298 researchers to see off the soldiers who died in the war."

Then came the old lady Meira wearing the Eden badge, and the sniper Cheng Luohe who lost one eye.

"——Yaoguang Anita..."

"——Six hundred and eighty-five residents of thirteen cities..."

Soldiers, generals, ordinary residents, street children, mercenaries, players, students, farmers... people from all walks of life gathered in the team.

In the turbulent sea of ​​people, some people wept silently, while others expressed solemn expressions. The sun was setting, and even the coffin was glowing with a layer of shining gold.

The world of ruins is so big that not everyone can be present, but it seems that all the memories are gathered here to bring an end to this huge war.

The smoke cleared and white birds sang around. This is a spring earned by countless lives burning hard.

On the distant hillside, Noel watched this scene.

He faced the air and murmured:

"It is said in "The Brothers Karamazov" - I love mankind, but I am really confused about myself: the more I love mankind as a whole, the less I love specific people. I often intend to devote myself to mankind with passion, But I cannot stay in the same room with anyone for even two days: the more I hate specific people, the more intense my love for humanity as a whole becomes.”

He stopped talking to himself and murmured in a low voice: "...So, is there some kind of 'program' controlling you?"

While he was thinking, a "girl" wearing a Lolita dress came over.

"Noel, if nothing else happens, tomorrow will be the last day of the dungeon." Yamada Machichi said.

Noel stopped talking to himself and smiled at Yamada Machichi:

"Yes, today is February 5th. The day after tomorrow we can catch up with the seventh day of the Lunar New Year in Dragon Kingdom and make up for the New Year."

"I remember you are from Yuguo?" Yamada Machichi said.

"Not really." Noel shook his head: "But it would be interesting to celebrate the Dragon Kingdom's New Year with you. When I traveled around the world in the past, no one accompanied me to celebrate these festivals. Since I met you, there seem to be many Things are getting interesting.”

He said, fiddling with something in his palm.

Only then did Yamada Machichi realize that Noel was holding a snow-white bird in his hand. The white bird seemed to like Noel very much and kept rubbing Noel's palm.

"If I come back the day after tomorrow... I have already planned the general itinerary." Noel said: "On the first day, according to the customs of the Dragon Kingdom, we will make dumplings, cut paper, put up Spring Festival couplets, and cook New Year's Eve dinner together? Su Mingan will like this. ?"

As a Fuso native, Yamada Machichi pondered for a moment: "I don't know much about Dragon Kingdom's festivals."

If it were an ordinary Longguo person, he would have long been tired of activities like making dumplings. But for Su Mingan, who stopped having a family at the age of ten... maybe these activities are really novel.

Noel whispered: "I heard that people in the Dragon Kingdom like to have crowds. How about we invite more people?"

"Well..." Yamada Machichi saw Noel's shining eyes and didn't know how to answer.

"Lin Yin must be invited, Luna and Lu may also be able to do it. As for Lu Shu and others..." Noel said this and frowned: "If Lu Shu is not here, Su Ming'an will not be happy... It seems that Lu Shu must Bring it with you. And Su Lin...Su Lin probably won't come. It's hard for me to imagine him making dumplings."

"Do you think Lu Shu is still alive?" Yamada Machichi asked.

"I guessed who Lu Shu is, so he should still be alive." Noel said.

"Who is it!" Yamada Machichi was anxious.

Noel shook his head and said nothing: "As for the next day, let's go to the New World Guild together. I have asked Seruo to build a suitable weapon for each of you. How about we go to the zoo the next afternoon? I listen. It is said that a very large zoo has opened in a district. Whether it is feeding the pigeons in the square or going to the botanical garden to see the flowers, it will definitely be interesting."

"On the third day, we are free to choose where to go. If Su Mingan's power skills are upgraded, maybe we can go to Praia? Yamada Machichi, is there anywhere you want to go?"

"I……"

Looking at Noel, who rarely chatted incessantly, Yamada Machichi felt more and more uneasy.

Noel always does this, masking crisis with optimism. It is clear that Noel himself is the most dangerous person now, but he has been thinking about how to bring happiness to everyone.

After the end of the Ninth World, Noel will definitely be taken away by the organizer for investigation... As for the results of the investigation, no one knows what will happen.

Is it business as usual, or is Noel no longer able to participate in the game, or is it the most tragic ending... Yamada Machichi himself feels afraid.

"Noel, aren't you afraid?" Yamada Machichi looked at Noel.

Noel's voice paused.

His blue pupils trembled slightly, but there was no extra emotion in his eyes.

"I'm afraid." After a moment, Noel said.

"Afraid?" After hearing this, Yamada Machi stared at Noel's face, but he didn't even notice the slightest bit of fear.

"I'm actually scared." Noel repeated.

Even when he said this, he still kept smiling. Like a perfect porcelain doll, people think he is always smiling.

"Yamada, of course I am afraid." Noel said: "I am afraid that I will never see those children again. I am afraid that I will be detained on unfounded charges. I am afraid that I will never be able to start a journey again and lose my life and freedom. It’s scary for anyone.”

When he said this, Noel raised his head and stared at the dark coffins in the distance: "But there are some unwilling things that can make me rise above these fears."

Yamada Machi blinked and suddenly said: "Noel, if you have the authority, then you will definitely lead us all to win. If you don't have the authority, then you will definitely be safe. Both results are good, so, I think the future might be really good.”

Noel was slightly startled and looked at Yamada Machichi's firm eyes.

He smiled slightly.

"yes."

"The future might be really good."

"Yamada, I'm thinking of what we can do on the third day."

"What?" Yamada Machichi asked in confusion.

"..."

Noel's pupils reflected memories.

Picture after picture of memories floated through his mind, accompanied by a past he had never spoken of.

Bouquets, rings, wedding cake, church, orchestra, the clock at twelve in the morning.

His hands clenched slightly. The white bird flew from his hand, landed on his shoulder, and kissed his cheek gently.

His smile is extremely pure, untainted by dirt, and can bring warmth to people at any time. The breeze ruffled his blond hair, as if he was symbiotic with the white bird kissing him.

"Machiichi Yamada, I want to be with you," Noel said:

"Watch a wedding."