Chapter 79

Just as Lin Jie climbed over the misplaced stairs and landed on the platform, he heard such a line.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, is it really a role play?

However, unlike what he thought, this does not seem to be "the end of the world and the final big boss battle", but the opening plot of "the cut-scene PC is entrusted to novice players at the end of their lives".

Calling something like "Savior" is really quite old-fashioned.

In traditional role-playing games, eleven out of ten player characters are saviors.

But thinking about it, with his relatively poor game experience, it is unlikely that there will be a big innovation in his dream.

Lin Jie's eyes fell on the "NPC" who spoke this line.

This is a pretty standard image of a male elf.

With long blond hair and olive green eyes, the handsome face almost blurs the gender. The neutral beauty is very shocking, but at the same time full of edges and corners, it doesn't feel too soft.

Combining with the current scene, add his modeling and lines.

Lin Jie can probably guess the plot.

There must have been a catastrophe here, and the elf in front of him was either the culprit, or he was unable to turn the tide, which finally led to the tragedy.

And when everyone died, he woke up and couldn't stand the self-blame and pain in his heart, so he chose to commit suicide or self-seal, and has been suffering.

Until someone who can save the world and make up for his mistakes appears.

Lin Jie felt that he had gone through this short scene, and guessed the plot a lot.

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He walked around the elf, and suddenly found that the sword stuck in his body was the long sword Joseph sent.

This is really a real hammer, and I think about it day by day and dream about it at night.

I studied that sword during the day, and now I simply start from that sword and make up a story in my dream.

The elf quietly looked at him very grumpily, and waited for Lin Jie to finish his turn before saying: "On behalf of the Kingdom, I must thank you for making the Holy Sword shine again. This is my third most sin that cannot be forgiven."

The holy sword... should refer to the one stuck in his body, which is the one sent by Joseph.

He had wondered why the sword was a bit "dirty" before, but later found that the black traces disappeared after turning the angle. It should be some special craft of the sword, such as "the gods are self-obscuring". The dream became his credit.

It is indeed his dream, and it will put gold on his face.

However, according to his line, the elf's role seems to be more inclined to be the culprit of the disaster, and now he is punishing himself.

"You're welcome."

Lin Jie took the credit without changing his face, squatted down again, looked at the elf at the same level, and said with great interest: "Since there is a third level, can you tell me about your other sins? I really want to hear your story .”

It just so happens that there are no other guests except Joseph recently, so it seems like a good choice to enlighten this man.

Generally speaking, these bitter and bitter characters are often relatively lonely, lack of communication and heavy psychological burden, in fact, they are very eager to tell their pain.

This is why those villains usually have a strong desire to confess, and they must speak in front of others after the plan is almost achieved.

Of course, this is only one reason, on the other hand... Of course, some authors/screenwriters want to quickly reveal the truth and give the protagonist time and room to fight back.

Guiding him to speak out is not just salt in the wound, but a channel for catharsis.

What's more, he himself mentioned his sins first, so it can be seen that he really wants to chat.

"It would be my pleasure if you would listen to the monologue of a sinner."

The elf smiled slightly, bowed his head humbly, and said in a low voice:

"Thousands of years ago, in an age without light and fire, I tried to kill the gods because of my arrogance, and opened up territories for my people, but in the end I fell into madness just because I looked directly at God. This is a cowardly crime."

"As their king, I almost slaughtered my own people after going mad, and buried everything in the entire kingdom with my own hands. This is a crime of betrayal."

"I hold the holy sword, but let it be stained with the blood of my compatriots, use it to seal my dirty and twisted soul, let it lose its brilliance, and dust the last sacred symbol of the kingdom. This is a sin of ignorance."

"I pushed the kingdom to its peak, and destroyed everything with my own hands. For ten thousand years, the crown will be my shackles, and people call me—"Kandra the Exile."

Lin Jie rubbed his chin, and the secret thought was as expected.

But this elf is miserable enough. He went crazy instead of killing God, and even destroyed his own country. The holy sword was also used to seal him, and he seemed to have become an existence similar to a sword spirit.

"You call me your savior? But I didn't save you, and your kingdom is destroyed."

Lin Jie pointed to the sword on his body, then looked around: "Do you still want to ask me to do something?"

The elf's face suddenly became ashamed, as if his unreasonable desire to be seen through: "Your kindness makes me ashamed, but please calm down, I don't presume to think that I should be redeemed."

Like a child who made excessive demands but was blamed by his parents, he explained tremblingly: "You have helped me a lot, and my country has already become the dust of history. I am not qualified to do anything for this land. No matter what, I have no way to repay my sins..."

Lin Jie felt that this guy might have fallen into a psychological barrier where everything seemed to be scolding him because of his constant self-condemnation in the Wannian seal.

The superficial calmness and calmness were defeated by someone else's random question.

"No." Lin Jie looked at him, interrupted his incoherent confession, and said slowly: "You are giving up on yourself, since you said you were guilty, and you don't want to atone for it now, you are evading your responsibility. In fact your actions don't make any sense, it's just your cowardice."

Judging from the words "ten thousand years in the future", this scene here should not be real. It may be the elf's own state of mind, which is actually a memory.

And the so-called massacre is only almost, he himself is not sure if he really killed them all.

"Have you paid attention to what happened to your country? What happened to the rest of your people, whether they were displaced, and whether they rebuilt their homes somewhere. They are much weaker than you, but they are still working hard. You have great power, but here you blame yourself, without any actual action, you are just lying to yourself, so that you have an excuse not to bear it."

"What are you not qualified for? Where did you get the qualifications? This is the price you should pay for what you have done. Suffering in the eyes of everyone is what you should suffer, instead of shrinking into a ball like now .”

Lin Jie, a professional speech therapist, chuckled: "In the past tens of thousands of years, you haven't made any progress at all, you just keep retreating, retreating, and retreating, and you are still waiting for others to forgive you. Have you ever thought that when you are doing nothing, , your people suffer far more than you!"

"Think about it, what should you do, no one is your savior, only you can save yourself."

Kendela was taken aback, then followed Lin Jie's words, completely sluggish.

Then, his eyes lit up when he looked at Lin Jie. It was like a child looking at his father: "You are right, but my ignorance is deeply rooted. Without your guidance, I don't know what I should do." What to do... I'm terrified of making the same mistake."

The elf crawled down, her long golden hair swaying, and her forehead touched the land in front of Lin Jie.

"I want... to be your sword."