CH 29

Darkness breeds outside of the light, shadows sway and float, and in some remote corners, one can clearly see the falling black mist.

In such an environment, it always gives people an inexplicable sense of fear and oppression.

Perhaps it is because of this, they need to tell some dirty jokes while patrolling.

However, although they look very vulgar, they criticize Rode's description, play and laugh, and constantly ridicule the green Calamon, but there is a trace of clarity in their eyes, and their tight muscles indicate that they are vigilant, at least half of their attention is on the surrounding environment.

"Rode, do you think that being born is a kind of injury?"

After talking about the crystal ball, they started talking about other topics, familiar like old friends.

Rode was startled, "Isn't being born a blessing from fire?"

Raisin laughed, "Your words are a bit like bishops or war committee members. They love to attribute everything to fire and blessings."

Egg imitated a serious tone, "May the flame purify my thoughts, may justice gather like moths to your light. Ahead is the source of the threat. For the sake of the royal city and the holy fire, warriors! Your time of trial has come!"

The three laughed, only Rode didn't laugh.

Raisin patted Rode's shoulder and laughed, "Let's not do ideological education now. Let's talk about our feelings. Do you think being born is a kind of injury?"

"Not really?"

"I wouldn't even exist if I wasn't born. I wouldn't see anything, would I?"

Raisin laughed, "You're lucky, you've all ignited your souls and become fire bearers, but what if you didn't ignite? You would be eliminated in the first round of the Fire Trial, wouldn't you?"

Everyone fell silent.

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Raisin continued, "Then we would have to return to living in the darkness. We would live in the outer city, unable to afford large spirit lamps or good fuel. The dim light in the house would sway like a candle in the wind. Every night, we would worry about the fuel not being enough to keep the spirit lamp lit, worry about ghosts invading our homes, worry about being infected or cursed for no reason. You would work in the factory day after day, or make small things to sell with your skills. You could only go out on Tuesday, but you wouldn't be able to buy anything at the market, and no girl would look at you. You would drag on until you're thirty and still without a wife. Your neighbors would have moved to the upper city, living in big houses and lighting large spirit lamps. One family's child has ignited eighteen fire seeds and become a guardian, while you're still working in the lower city."

"At that time, would you think that being born is a kind of injury? Would you resent your parents for giving birth to you without your consent?"

Everyone imagined those desperate days, and their faces became gloomy.

"Think about it, if life is so miserable, why did I have to be born? Why did I come to this world? Why do I have to live this meaningless life in fear and anxiety? Why did my parents dare to give birth to me without even having a house in the upper city? Others have strong souls and high spirit visions, but I am just a useless waste who can't ignite, without a spirit vision stone core. How can you have the face to give birth to me?"

Raisin paused slightly and continued."Even if you ignite the soul fire, what's the point? When we leave the academy and the royal city, we will find that the outside world is so cruel. We will always face monsters that are much stronger than ourselves, always worry about the erosion and infection of the black mist, medical supplies and assistance are never enough, the light of the fire is only enough to illuminate your feet, and when you look up, there are endless layers of darkness. You fight day after day, fighting countless monsters, and you will never see the end, nor is there any hope. Your teammates die one by one, or mutate, or go insane. You can't take it anymore, your mind gradually mutates, and your soul gradually becomes numb. One day, you also become a monster in the darkness."

"Do you think this kind of life is good?"

The team fell into a dead silence, as if even their breathing had disappeared.

But Raisin still maintained his smile, with a strange tone in his voice.

"No, I don't think so."

"Being born is a blessing. Although this world is so dark, there is still a light of fire. Although I am so miserable, there is still room for dreaming. This world is so beautiful, there will always be bright flowers blooming for me. If not, I will bloom for myself, celebrating my birth."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, even their footsteps stopped.

Suddenly, Karamon cried out, "Woo... you said it so well. I have never heard such powerful words. I don't care about Donna anymore. I want a new life!"

Egg praised, "You are much stronger than the average combat officer. Should you consider changing your career? Maybe you can become a bishop."

Raisin smiled, "Don't be like that. I can't stand the life of the church. I'm just expressing my feelings. You know, I failed the first round of the Trial of Fire from the age of sixteen to nineteen, and finally passed at the age of twenty. Before that, I was confused and chaotic, but I finally came out. Maybe there is really a blessing of fire. When I accepted all of this, I passed."

Everyone applauded, and Egg whistled, "As expected of our ace striker!"

Maybe this topic was not cheerful enough, so it ended like this. Everyone started chatting about some lighter topics, such as the top ten beauties in the royal city.

However, their level was relatively low, and they kept talking about Nai Da, You Rong, long legs, and other vulgar things.

Rode couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he simply changed the story of "The Twelve Beauties of Jinling" a little bit and told it as a joke.

Thanks to his hard study during this period and his superb language talent, he could already use the common language fluently, with precise wording and full of artistic conception, which made everyone fall into it in an instant.

At the climax, Rode cleverly inserted a "to be continued" to deepen their bond, making it easier for him to curry favor with them next time.

Karamon immediately cried out in sorrow, "No, please tell me what happened to Audrey after she entered the palace? Will Borgari make things difficult for her?"

The other two also stared at him, and Rode quickly explained, "I really can't make up anything else. My inspiration is limited."

Only then did everyone let him go. Egg asked, "What else can we talk about? The secrets of the king and his lovers?"

Rode was shocked and whispered, "Aren't you afraid of being judged by the Internal Affairs Adjudication Department?"

The three of them laughed.

"How is that possible? The king himself said it's okay."

"It's okay even if the lover is a man.""Why do you have such strange thoughts? Did you come here from twenty years ago? The New Law of the King has been in effect for more than ten years now," Raisin asked.

Rode explained hurriedly, "I lost my memory and don't remember many things."

Everyone was surprised, "Did you really lose your memory?"

Rode nodded and briefly recounted the incident, but did not mention specific details, only that he was attacked by a monster.

This was the press release given to him by the Internal Adjudication Department, strictly prohibiting him from disclosing the truth.

"So, I actually don't know anything. I really am a newcomer," Rode said.

Raisin pondered, "Then why were you assigned to our team?"

Egg guessed, "Maybe it's complementary. The three of us have low spirit vision, and we need a scout."

"That makes sense!"

Rode didn't want to talk about vulgar jokes anymore and said, "Can you tell me about tactical positions? What should I do so I don't hold back later?"

The suggestion received unanimous agreement from the three, as being a mentor was also one of the human nature.

Raisin said, "Tactical positions are the allocation of personnel combat power to maximize in specific combat modes. They are generally divided into front, middle, and rear positions. In our team, I am the main defender in the front position, and my responsibility is to withstand the monsters' impact at the forefront."

"Egg is in the middle control position. His white smoke can lock the monsters, restrict their movements, and assist us in attacking or protecting us when we retreat. This position requires high intelligence, but unfortunately, he doesn't have it."

Egg jumped up and hit Raisin's knee hard, "You're talking nonsense! Wasn't it me who saved you guys every time?"

Ignoring him, Raisin continued, "Karalong is the rear support, and his main role is to heal and adjust our spiritual energy. He is very fragile and needs our protection the most."

Karalong angrily said, "Where am I fragile?"

"And you, Rode, are the rear scout. Your duty is to observe the entire field, provide information about the monsters, and provide early warnings to prevent us from being attacked by monsters."

Raisin suddenly turned around, and the shield on his back appeared in his left hand instantly. He swept horizontally like lightning, smashing a large dog-like monster made of shadows into pieces.

"Just like this."

Egg and Karalong changed in an instant. Their vulgarities disappeared, and their calm, serious, and focused demeanor emerged.

The former took out a golden trumpet from his arms, and the latter untied the long whip around his waist.

"It seems we have work to do."