The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

I have been to many places, and I also love the scenery during my travels. I have even gained a lot of gains and insights during my travels. Perhaps this is the origin of my soul emblem, Ice Traveler.

The icy tundra is only pure white, and the towering snow-capped mountains are a luxury to breathe. There is a double forbidden zone of life and color. In the desperate situation where there is nothing, I learned to exile myself.

Yes, it is not grandiose words such as emptying the soul, but a self-exile that represents abandonment and expulsion. In the snow field where the sky and the earth are indistinguishable, where am I abandoned? Torturing his soul in dreams of despair and death.

"...Why is this world so hard, we just want to live well? Why is it so difficult to live? Why do you abandon all self-sacrificing warriors, but still lose your home and relatives, and be smeared with dirt after death? Is it true that there are no fairy tales in reality? Should good people go to hell? Is it all my fault, my sin? If I am wrong, is it enough to punish me? Why? And let so many good people accompany me into hell."

Memories of the past are repeated like flashbacks. Those faces that make me feel guilty, repentant, and longing never let me go, and those vicious and slanderous words never leave my ears.

"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, a reckless and self-righteous traveler, how could our country perish."

"Unknown Gemini? No, no, no, only you, the outsider who has occupied the body of the prince, is the only one who is unknown, and it is you, the broom star, who caused our people to be killed and driven into a desperate situation."

"It's all your fault. Why did you survive alone. Why didn't you go to hell with us..."

The amiable face in the past was distorted so ugly by hatred, and the originally kind greeting made me spend dawn after dawn in cursing and cursing.

"Yeah, why am I still alive? God, why am I still alive! I want to die! Let me die!"

I don't know how I survived that nightmare day, because I have lost memory and the concept of time, looking back at the past. Even the memory is segmented segment by segment, the only thing that can be remembered clearly is the whiteness and coldness.

Perhaps, I didn't get through it, and I fell into complete madness at that moment. It was just the last bit of luck and chance that made me come back from the endless madness.

Perhaps, during that time, I was half crazy and half sober. When I was crazy, I was cursing the injustice of the sky, and when I was sober, I was cursing my own powerlessness and weakness. Reality and dreams are distorted together, and ideal thinking and crazy distortion can actually merge. Perhaps, this is also the most reasonable explanation for that intermittent memory.

But in the end, I survived, and the rationality recovered from the desperate situation told me that even before death, those people who trusted were still sticking to my banner, so how could they regret their choices and trust.

"The heart of a knight is like a city of steel. It is pure and cannot tolerate any impurities. I doubt that they will regret following me. This is the worst insult to them. I am really an unqualified lord. Even now, I still doubt Their loyalty and trust..."

Even after regaining my sanity, I still chose to live alone in the glacier. I faced myself and my heart in a peaceful life, tortured my soul and memory bit by bit, and counted past mistakes one by one in the night of the stove.

"If I can be more mature in thinking, more cunning, more shameless, and more cruel, maybe I won't fail..."

I originally liked the excitement, but gradually fell in love with the cold color in the snowy white, because I know that in the face of desperation, passionate emotions are as meaningless as glossy slogans, and calm and sensitive thinking is the only one. The way of redemption, I long to freeze my reason under the glacier.

"If possible, I hope to keep my anger under the snow-capped mountains. Then, I will no longer lose control of my emotions because of anger, and I will not make regrettable past events. Crazy and angry are meaningless, like a hot-blooded boy. The impulse will only bring endless pain, I spurn anger, I curse madness, I long to be a bystander in the desperate situation, "

I don’t know when it started, I lost my anger, but two soul fragments representing anger appeared on my neck. From then on, I became a lonely traveler on the cold mountains and rivers, and engraved that scenery into the heart of my soul. Branded, and once again entered the realm of legends, and laid the cornerstone to reach the pinnacle.

Maybe, I really did it, becoming a spectator who can appreciate the splendor of the doomsday with the mentality of a bystander, and make the most calm choice in a desperate situation, maybe, I just simply cut off the fragments of my soul The crippled is a lunatic who thinks he has calmed down.

But no matter what, I don't regret it, after all, that is my past, it is my own choice, and it is my eternal sin that I should bear...

"I, never regret..."

The fierce light stung my eyes, and tears flowed from my pupils, but there were traces of tears beside the pillow.

"Is it this dream again?"

Looking carefully, the sun and the moon are hanging outside at the same time. Looking at the position between the two stars, it seems that it has arrived at dawn.

"Do you often have this dream?"

The blond elf girl sat on my pillow, her silky blond hair dragged all over the bed, and there were traces of being pillowed on her white and tender thighs. In the usual mocking and haughty tone, there were some rare things Concerned and nervous, her little red face was shy and red.

I shook my head, put aside my boring emotions, and flung the weak liquid to the corner of the wall. I shook my head and opened my eyes. The next moment, Roland, who was full of vitality, youthful and energetic, came back again!

"No, they are all things that have been forgotten. For some reason, I kept dreaming about them this week... By the way, who are you, how did you come in? Is it a prank to ruin my reputation? I Having said that, I'm not a lolicon, I'm a great maid!"

Well, the little girl's concerned face immediately turned into a scowling expression, and then she smacked her mouth. It suddenly turned into a big bird bite...

"Don't bite! Ah. This touch? Are you Heloise? Hey. Aren't you a cat..."

Facts have proved that people are prone to hypotension when they just wake up, and it is natural for them to have blurred memories, but at critical moments, if they recognize the wrong person or call the wrong name, it will kill them...

"Oh oh oh, I remembered, I'm sorry! Heloise. I was sleepy just now, don't bite, it's bleeding, it's bleeding, it's really bleeding!"

After finally taking off the fake loli on my head, I promised a bunch of conditions before coaxing it and putting some medicine on my head.

"...You are a retrospective dream, this is your soul urging you to condense your soul seal again."

And when I asked about the dream just now, Heloise made a decisive judgment.

"It seems. That is the memory when I condensed the emblem of the ice traveler. Unfortunately, the death of that life must be very vigorous. The memory is the most lost. Will the emblem of the soul have such a dream? I don't think I have had such a dream before. Such memories."

"Nonsense, you used to recreate a new emblem to condense your own life experience in this life. Now you are restoring the past soul emblem, and you need to face your past self, even if the past is extremely sad."

"Is the past self? It's really a sad past. No wonder I forget it... Wait, how do you know it's a memory of the past, and a sad past? How dare you peek? ! You used magic to peek into my dreams?"

"...Hehe, you should know that a cat is a very curious creature."

The next moment, the blond loli turned into a dead cat, scratching her face maliciously to show her cuteness. Heloise became more and more able to fool people with this trick.

I squeezed out a sentence from between my teeth.

"Cat's curiosity? Well, maybe, we should talk about how the cat died first!"

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In less than a month after entering this world, many of the fighters who came in had achieved breakthroughs. These guys have often reached the bottleneck period for a long time, and after staying in this high element tide environment for a period of time, they naturally broke through.

But don't underestimate these breakthroughs. In the human world, most mortals work hard for a lifetime. Even if famous teachers guide resources to keep up, they will reach the peak of silver, otherwise gold-level masters would not be so popular.

And if all the people who are stuck in this peak of silver, which is regarded as the mortal sky pass, easily enter gold, and decades of precipitation are turned into real power, then it is not a small amount to triple the combat power.

But from the golden level to the legendary level, it is more of a summary and cohesion of one's own life. There is still a way to find the way to reach the golden level. The legendary level means that you have worked hard all your life, and it is only a little bit short.

But some people have indeed realized it, but due to injuries or old age, they are exhausted physically and mentally, and still cannot advance. This is not an individual case. Only when one dies or suffers a major setback can one look back on the past from the heart and realize the advancement, but by then it is already too late, and the end is too late to bear the toss.

However, these old mercenaries and warriors inexplicably repaired their injuries and prolonged their lives in the environment of high elemental tides, and passed this hurdle.

That is to say, just being stationed here has made these young fighters gain a lot, and let the veterans regain their fighting power, and naturally they have more confidence in our cause.

Of course, in a few decades, the whole world will probably have such benefits, but when the tide rises, the enemy will be even more difficult.

But in fact, in a burst of joy, it was I who gained the most.

Those seven days of soul-calling are over, and the huge consumption made me fall asleep, but at the same time, I abruptly raised my magic power to the legendary level, and the level of the soul emblem that can hold a normal person for a lifetime, but it is from the very beginning. Not a problem, forcing me to quickly condense the soul seal, forcing me to face myself.

"It's really difficult. Although entering the legendary and even holy ranks is also a necessary condition for completing the 'big plan', I really don't want to have that dream again."

"Then, you can try to condense other soul emblems first. However, they are not so good."

Thinking of the things and memories represented by other soul emblems, my expression suddenly became weird, and then I glared at the dead cat viciously.

"Ah, did you peek at my dream again? Otherwise, how would you know that it would be miserable."

"Hmph, do you still want to watch this? Isn't your life just tableware? It's already full of cups and utensils (tragedies), and you can't see comedy no matter how you look at it."

"Comedy? There will be? Dead cat is dead farce - Schrödinger's cat, excellent praise! You come to guess whether this cat is dead or alive!" (To be continued...)

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