I don't have many good impressions of Princess Aurora, especially when I think of the attachment and despair of the demonized bat boss before he died. (8) (1) Chinese Network ┡.81.

I thought I was going to be a good person, but I didn't want to, and I became an accomplice.

It's not that I'm going to put the blame on anyone, it's just that I'm disgusted with this kind of behavior of despising other lives for the sake of my own life, especially after the demonized bat boss lost his life for this, they don't know how to be grateful and don't know how to repent.

This is the most heart-wrenching thing for me, and at the same time, it is also the most shameful for me.

However, I remember that at that time, Milulu was the only one who would bend down and dig with me and have a sad expression, so I was able to talk to her.

"Why are you going back to Ari City?" I asked, puzzled, "Especially, you have been attacked here." ”

Mi Lulu opened her mouth and didn't say anything, but her eyes were a little wandering, as if she wanted to hide something.

I sighed, stood up, and said, "You have a good rest, I'll go back first." ”

With that, turn and leave.

And at this moment, Mi Lulu's weak voice came again: "Wait...... Please wait a moment. ”

I stood still, but didn't turn around.

"Please help...... Save ......"

Without waiting for her to finish, I turned around, raised my hand, and smiled slightly: "You have a good rest first, if there is anything, let's talk about it later, okay?" ”

This was the most tactful refusal I could have expressed so far, Mi Lulu's face was full of sadness, she opened her mouth slightly, but she never made a sound.

I nodded and turned to leave.

Out of the weapons shop, walking down the street, my brow furrowed.

Mi Lulu can ask me with such an attitude, I think the person who needs to be saved is Princess Aurora, but I don't want to save it, and I don't need to save it, I can't afford to wear down my power for an outsider, maybe it will make us have to leave our homeland.

Yes, it can't be done, all of this is impossible, I don't need to listen to it, and I don't have to do it!

Clenching my fists hard, I walked home quickly.

Phoenix and the others were sitting idly in the yard, listening to Taylor's story.

As I passed Taylor, he nodded at me, and I nodded.

Suddenly, late at night, I crept out of the gate and came to the courtyard, where Taylor was resting on his chaise longue, and when he saw me come out, he raised his hand and beckoned me twice.

To be by his side, I said, "Old man, is there something wrong?" ”

He rhythmically tapped on the armrest on the side of the recliner, and said slowly: "Did you encounter something troublesome?" ”

I nodded.

"Is it convenient to talk to the elderly?"

Next, I'm going to meet Princess Aurora, slay the demonized bat boss, get Saradhika, and now the corpse of the demonized bat boss's lover.

After I finished speaking, Taylor nodded slightly and said, "I roughly understand, but do you think this is the dwarf princess using you?" ”

"Isn't it?" I asked rhetorically.

He shook his head: "Of course not, all this is your kindness at work, you can't see people in need of help trapped, you want to help them, so you take the initiative to help them, you think you are doing a good job in many aspects and resolute, but, no, in their opinion, you are a good old man with a good heart, so they will ask you to borrow your strength, but all this is not being used, because those powers are all you agree to lend to them." ”

"I ...... Agreed? ”

"That's right, it's what you agree with" Taylor opened his eyes, stared at me, and said, "If you don't agree, will they borrow even a little bit of power from you, even if they think about it?" ”

I was silent, while he was telling, my mind was constantly replaying all kinds of previous clips, Taylor was right, since the beginning of the fight, I accepted the commission of Old Patch, met Milulu, fought the enemy with them, killed the demonized bat boss, and obtained Saladica, all of which I willingly did...... But why do I feel like I'm being taken advantage of? Where does that strong sense of being used come from?

I couldn't help but blurt out, "Then old man, why do I have such a strong feeling of being used?" Why? ”

Taylor sighed, "That's because ...... You can't bear the condemnation of your conscience. ”

"This ...... What is the meaning? ”

"In other words, you are shirking the blame, and trying to hypnotize yourself in your heart, telling yourself that these responsibilities are all borne by the dwarves, and the problems caused by them have nothing to do with you, you are just an innocent victim, a fool who has been used" Taylor had a sharp look in his eyes: "You think so, right? ”

"Can't afford to be responsible...... Passing the buck to the dwarves...... Do I really think so? This is...... Are you sure? ”

I felt like I was wandering, and even my heart began to waver, as if a wall was slowly cracking, slowly shattering, and slowly collapsing.

He sighed, turned his head again, and looked at the sky: "Don't try to shirk it, you have to shoulder the responsibility that you should bear, just like when I saved you that time, your eager eyes and stubborn will, remember, shirk, is just an excuse for the weak, to bear, is the performance of the strong, Xiao Yi, you are a natural strong, don't let the acquired cowardice defeat, stand up bravely, do what you think you should do, do what you think is right, do what you don't regret!" ”

What to do......

Right......

No regrets......

These three words have always been in my mind, in my heart, wandering, echoing, suddenly, in the depths of my heart, a flash of brightness, in an instant, I was like a stick.

"Original...... I felt my eyes brighten, turned to Taylor, and said, "Yes, I see, then I'll go back and rest, there's a lot to do tomorrow." ”

Taylor waved his hand and continued to doze off.

When I got back to my room, I was surprisingly calm, and for some reason, an inexplicable force swam through my left arm, first over every finger, over every finger, then on the palm of my hand, and then, slowly moving up, to the vicinity of my arm, drawing circles as if a watercolor pen was scribbling on my wrist, and then, the feeling was put into the mud cow into the sea, and there was no trace.

And I, at some point, fell asleep.

The next morning, I habitually climbed out of bed and looked at the watch hanging on the wall: 4:3o

Oh, it's a bit early, but why are you so energetic today?

I pouted, got up, went to the bathroom, habitually removed the waterproof bandage on my left arm, and the moment I saw the graffiti on my left arm, I was confused.

This...... What is this?