: Hope

Deadly country...
Idiots have heard the name.
He has heard of it, and of course the Dimming has also heard it.
At this moment, the sword was laughing wildly in his mind, but he didn't say a word.
The idiot didn't have any words, because those things had nothing to do with him. And what is most related to him now is the magic crystal card in his hand, and...
"Silly beep~~~~~~!"
The idiot raised his head. Over there, he couldn't bear to pull the small bread that was sneaking out of the walnut. When he saw himself, he immediately screamed and ran over. The idiot put the magic crystal card into his pocket, inserted Dim Mie back into the chain, squatted down, and opened his arms...
"Silly beep~~~~~~~~! Wow wow~~~~~~!"
(Cut, warm? Human kid, your inner heart has changed quite a bit in the past few years? Ha ha ha, very good, I like it! You can continue to protect this little girl. The more you care for her, right The heavier her guardianship is, what will you become when you lose her?)
(I have a hunch... I have a foreboding that this day will come soon. At that time, what will you be like? What will the sadness and anger, hatred and destruction in your heart that have been abandoned, expand to? )
(Hahaha...hahaha...hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
(Interesting. I look forward to that day.)

On August 16, 1184, the day after the 10th Wave Carnival, everyone packed up and boarded the train that returned to the city. Of course, the idiot also got on the same train with the bun.
Unlike the sound of girls laughing at each other when the train came, the train was surprisingly quiet when I returned. The girls who "coincidentally" took the same train had their faces swept away from the innocence when they first came, and each of them was talking quietly. Among them, there are several older women who look like team leaders who gather in the small compartments of the train from time to time, constantly calculating and discussing things like personal data.
Every time the idiots approached, they would stop talking and avoid each other's eyes. After confirming that there were no other people around, he began to whisper again.
"It seems that the Bucks Empire will have some trouble recently, right? Hahahaha."
This sentence was the only thing that was said in the dark on the journey home. It seemed very interested in the depressive atmosphere in the car.
But the idiot was not interested.
He would never discuss and inquire about things that had nothing to do with him. Curiosity is always the number one killer of the cause of death. If you want to keep yourself safe, you must hide your doubts in your heart, don't ask, don't talk. Because no one will confirm whether you come to "discuss" with "special reasons".
Experience tells idiots that if someone has too much curiosity, they will always disappear inexplicably in a short time. Then, no one can see him again...

After several days, the desert city surrounded by cliffs finally appeared again. After getting off the train, the idiot shook hands with Xingli, An, Walnut and the others, and immediately rushed back to Divine Grace with a small bread, and ran to his small tree house.
"That... Your Majesty... hasn't come back for a month, please allow the female slave to clean first..."
After getting on the rope ladder, Mi Li stood outside the door with her shoulders shrunk. She is no longer in this woods, so she no longer hides the half of her wings behind her, stretches it out and it gently.
The idiot looked at the woman, but did not nod in agreement. And Mili actually wanted to enter this room again by coming in and cleaning the ground. After all, since the last time I stayed here for one night due to illness, the next day the idiot drove her out again and let her sleep in a haystack in a small bush.
"......No cleaning."
It's a pity that the idiot still didn't agree to let Mi Li come in.
This home can be said to be the last safe place for idiots. Is there any idiot who will install a time bomb in his home that does not know when it will explode?
Moreover, the idiot did not overestimate his ability to think that he could completely see through any assassination in this world. Therefore, it is obviously the best practice to try to eliminate the danger.
Not able to enter the room, Mi Li looked a little depressed. She drooped her wings, sighed, climbed down from the tree house, and sat down in her messy haystack that had been hit by the rain. After putting down the luggage, the idiot immediately took out the magic crystal card, picked up the bread, and went out.
"Huh? Your Majesty...Ah!"
Before Mi Li poked her head out of the haystack to ask, the idiot had already rushed out of the grove. It stands to reason that the shackles on his body are extremely heavy, and he shouldn't have such a speed. But the dimming can be felt. Although the face was still cold, the boy felt a strange excitement in his heart.
Anxious... restless... excited... impulsive.
All kinds of emotions that were not detectable at all, are intertwined at this moment, and are transmitted to this magic sword through the dark chains, allowing the scarlet pupils under the chains to emit light of playfulness and sarcasm from time to time.
When he rushed out of the woods, there was still strong sunlight on his head.
The idiot put the bun on the ground and began to walk slowly with her hand.
Little Bread seemed very happy to return to this familiar place, walking and jumping all the way. He kept humming those meaningless sounds.
She is relaxed, isn't she?
For a girl who is only five years old, she doesn't need to think about her voice or whether she can speak, right...
But idiots can think.
The boy's unique calmness began to slowly work again after leaving the woods.
The strong ups and downs of emotions were eliminated by a trace...
The feelings of impulse and anxiety are gradually replaced by calmness and thinking...
The pace of running slows down and turns into walking...
Until he slowly walked out of the divine grace and came to the street outside, his slow pace did not seem to be going out to buy things. More like a walk...
Thinking walk.
………………………………Yes, Sura... indeed.
But if you think about it, you can know.
This……
It is not a sum of money that can be used.

Pedestrians on both sides of the street are sparse, and shops are sparsely open because of the unfading heat.
In the scorching afternoon sun, the bun was tired and started to wobble. The idiot picked her up and carried her on his back. The little girl drooped her head, first breathed into the idiot's neck, but before long she closed her eyes heavily, and fell asleep on the idiot's back.
This money... cannot be used.
The idiot held the girl's in his left hand, took out the magic crystal card in his right hand, and looked at it. At this time, the chain on the right arm was also slightly separated, and the red pupils glanced at the magic crystal card and sneered.
"Why, the little girl is about to speak. But you don't seem happy at all?"
Of course the idiot is not happy, because this money has a very important problem that needs to be solved before it can buy Fire Dragon Tongue.
That is the number of this sum of money-one hundred thousand Sura.
And the form in which it exists-Magic Crystal Card.