Chapter 2141: Desolation at dawn (seventy-three)

Chapter 2141, Desolation at Dawn (73)
"Pray, pray..." Bettiville was a little confused after listening to the teacher.
"Yes, pray." Clarna said: "Remember, your deepest desire. Even if you sacrifice everything, you must fulfill your wishes. You have to go all the way, what is it for the first time. Recalling it. That wish, your original purpose. Then you will be redeemed. You want to be lost in the ocean of chaos, except to keep [self], the most important thing is [resolve]. Recover your [determination], You can escape from here."
[Determined]...?
The werewolf youth, whose thoughts are extremely chaotic, can hardly remember their own names. They must keep talking about their own names before they can keep themselves in the torrent of chaos. Now he has to go to God to think of something else, to think back to his wishes.
Say, why is he coming here?
The fire of the spell in his hand gave a warm glow, even though he could hardly feel its heat.
correct. He was deeply immersed in [chaos] because the great teacher, Klarna, gave him the seal of the fire of the spell, and there was a mistake in the process. Chaos swallowed Beddyville and dragged it into the sea of ​​chaos.
But why did he ask the big teacher, Klarna, to contact the seal of the fire of the spell?
The fire of the spell in his hand shines.
That's right, because he wants to get more power.
But why does he want to get strength?
The fire of the spell of the spell is more invented and shakes more intensely.
That's right, because he has to win the round table trial.
But why does he have to win the roundtable trial?
The fire of the spell was trembled fiercely.
That's right, because he has a wish and has to help him through the Knights of the Round Table.
Only the organization of the Round Table Knights can do almost everything, and such a huge network of contacts and intelligence networks can help him find a person in the vast sea of ​​people.
That person... Who is it?
The fire of the spell in his hand changed countless flames, eventually forming a flame storm that wrapped him. A phantom of a child appears in the flame storm.
I remembered!
I remembered it!
The man he was looking for was his son.
Husky.
Despite the illusion of a flame, the cute canine boy, the son of Bedyville, seems to be beckoning to his dad.
"Husky!" the werewolf youth shouted. Of course, the other party will not respond, but turned and ran.
"No! Don't go! Dad is here!!" Biddyville yelled, trying to catch up. The other party disappeared at a rapid rate.
That is just an illusion.
Husky...
So the Werewolf youth remembered the days when he lived in Western Siberia. In those days, on the silvery snowfield, he and his wife and son lived a life of inconsistency. Then suddenly there was a day, the bad news came, and the snow destroyed everything.
He remembers his wife lying in a pool of blood, and he remembers the son who is dying in his arms. He watched them break, but nothing could be done.
No, he seems to have done something. However, he can't remember anything. His memory began to get confused in this place, and it was gradually occupied by blanks.
What happened after that? I can't remember it, I just can't think of it. For a long time after his own, he became a person living alone in the snowfields of Western Siberia, while cherishing his wife and children, while continuing to cultivate himself.
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Then, in that opportunity, he learned about the existence of the round table trials, and learned that the successful trials and the Knights of the Round Table, in addition to being able to obtain great honor, can also make a reservation to King Arthur and his subordinate Knights of the Round Table. desire.
The Knights of the Round Table will help the new Knights of the Round Table to achieve their wishes within the limits of their ability.
The Knights of the Round Table are not omnipotent, and the desire they can help others can certainly not cover everything in the world. However, Bedieville still gambled on everything and participated in the round table trial of this session.
Because, as time goes by, he is more and more able to feel that his son Husky is likely to be alive.
Because, he has not completely despaired. Because he still has the last hope, even if he is cheating himself, the hope of paranoia.
"Wait for me ------" He whispered.
"No matter which corner you don't know in the world. One day, I will definitely find you."
While thinking of his own wishes, he is also full of [determination].
Then, [chaos] shunned him, and the one that came before him was [reality].
In fact, Bediville did not go anywhere, he was sitting in the same place, and the ceremony to unblock the spell of fire was still in progress. He was just surrounded by the flames of the seven colors. Now, sitting in the same place, the lower body is actually wrapped in the chaotic flame, only the head is exposed.
"Oh..." The werewolf youth snorted.
"You are back." The teacher, Klasna, who is sitting opposite, said: "Very good, have you escaped from chaos? It has been a good job without being swallowed by chaos and becoming a slimy plasma."
She said that Biddiville was even more worried: "Oh, my body is still wrapped up by this stuff... If it is not good, then the part below the head will become a pool of plasma, only left. The next head?"
"You can rest assured that in this chaos, chaos can't devour you. Now that your consciousness has returned, it can't do anything to you. In the end, it will still retreat, and you should not receive anything. Influence... Probably."
Probably? Bedyville’s forehead had a drop of cold sweat.
Suddenly, the flame that wraps the whole body of the werewolf youth converges. It should be said that it gathers and becomes a fireball, so that it floats in front of Bediville. The fireball gradually recovered from the originally chaotic seven-color ray to the orange-red light of the ordinary flame, and gradually stabilized in the frantic beating.
"This is over." Clarna looked at the fireball in front of Bedyville and put a finger to poke it. The fireball swayed for a moment and then slammed back into Bediville.
"So soon, it's over?" The werewolf youth couldn't help but curiously ask. Time seems to have only passed ten minutes.
"What are you talking about, stupid apprentice?" Klarna seemed to be smirking and seemed to be serious: "It has been about five hours since the ceremony."
"What??!" Biddyville was shocked.
"You don't know how long you have lost in chaos, right?" Klarna sighed again: "Being in chaos, not only will people's rational evaporation, loss of normal thinking ability, but also disruption. People feel about time. Some people only fell into the zone for a few seconds in chaos, but they experienced the suffering of chaos that lasted for decades. Some people felt that they were in chaos for a few seconds, but when they came back, they passed a hundred years. You can escape from the sea of ​​chaos in five hours, and your situation is very lucky. During this period, I continue to re-encode the fire of the spell and call you lost in chaos. Sometimes it can be conveyed, sometimes it can't."
"Let you bother..." Bettiville couldn't help but pick it up.
"In short," Klarna coughed. "I completely removed the restriction of the fire of the spell. Now it will not only hinder your own power, but also maximize the power of the spell itself. However, you The body itself contains [chaos], when the restriction is completely lifted, the chaos may also overflow, raging around you, swallowing you again. So keep the restraint when using the fire of the spell."
"Oh... ok."
"Because there are [chaos] in the body, you are easy to be countered by it. I have added one insurance measure. Therefore, you can't usually use the power of the spell. You can only use up to 90% of its power. Only when you truly realize that your life is threatened, in the most urgent moment, your fire of spells can make its power 100%, and even make it more than 100% powerful. With the power of [chaos] The big risk, the more powerful it can exert. I can't explain it clearly, but I can only gradually realize it in your actual combat."
"...If you abuse the power of chaos, will I be swallowed up by chaos again, and then lost in the sea of ​​chaos?" Bettiville whispered.
"That is something that can happen, indeed." Klarna nodded. "When you were lost in chaos, what do you remember to me [mantra]?"
"What are you continually chanting like a mantra?" Biddyville blinked. "I remember. It seems to say, oh... [no matter what you change, no matter what you have experienced, No matter what you used to be, you are still you. It is all the efforts you have made in the past, all the choices in your life, whether you are right or wrong, you have created the present you. You are you, not others, irreplaceable. [You] is shaped by everything you have in the past, and now this form of [you]. This place, here and here, continues, continuing, as long as life has not passed away, it will not end. So this It is your life. Your own life. No matter how humble or small life is in this vast universe, your life is still your life. There is no unique life that cannot be copied.]"
"Not bad. Even in that chaotic state, I can remember such a long paragraph [mantra]." The teacher nodded again. "That should remember it, never forget it." When you are lost, you can re-read this [mantra], curse yourself, your self will not disappear. Just think of your own name, think of your own goals, [chaos] will take you helpless. No matter how deep you can get away, you can escape. ------How long it takes to escape, it is another matter. Get up. Things to do here are already done, you are not necessary Going back to Cairo? Let's go."
"Well..." Biddeville tried to stand up from the sitting parchment, and then he found himself weak and his body seemed to be hollowed out. When he just stood up, he fell to the ground.
"Escape from chaos, use too much physical strength." Clarna whispered, and turned to look at the ceremonial room outside the door of the ceremonial Eric: "You have been watching?" If there is nothing else to do, send him back to the weak."
"Would you like this guy to cross the magic marsh alone?" Eric shrugged.
"You are responsible for letting him go back. I will use [Home Stone] to construct a passage through the shallow ground of the magic marsh that will allow you to pass safely. Of course, this passage will automatically disappear after you pass." Krana said: "Now, let's go. Time does not wait for people."