Chapter 936 Protection
"I want to go too. I want to protect the sea and our home like Lin Feng." Another child responded, his dream is simple and pure.
The adults smiled at each other and exchanged warm glances. On this ordinary night, the legends of a few young people inspired the heroic dream in countless people's hearts, and filled every corner of this continent with infinite yearning for a bright future.
"Hey, do you know what other secrets there are in the ruins?" An adventurer wearing worn leather armor came over. The map in his hand was crumpled, but he couldn't hide the curiosity twinkling in his eyes.
"Secret? I heard that there are ancient relics hidden there, which can awaken the sleeping power." In the corner, a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman joined the conversation, and he gently tapped the gold coins on the table. , as if weighing something.
"Power? Huh, if it's so easy to be awakened, what's the point of calling it a secret?" A burly, bearded warrior snorted disdainfully. His huge battle ax was placed at his feet, attracting the surrounding customers. Sideways glance.
"Speaking of which, what do you think those elemental apostles will do next? After all, they have changed the world." A female mage with long hair reaching her waist raised the cup in her hand and sipped it gently He took a sip, with a desire to explore the unknown in his eyes.
"Change the world? I think they are in bigger trouble. Haven't you heard that the dark forces are already starting to move?" A man in simple clothes who looked like a troubadour said, His fingers gently played the lute, and his deep voice echoed in the tavern.
The discussion in the tavern became louder and louder, and everyone was speculating on the next move of the four apostles, or a new round of exploration of the ancient ruins. Amid these discussions, a soft voice quietly sounded: "They may be looking for their next mission."
The speaker was a young woman, her eyes as clear as spring water, watching silently. In a corner of the tavern, a mural depicting the struggle between the elements and light hangs on the wall. The apostles of the four elements in the painting are heroic and determined.
"Mission? What kind of mission?" the audience next to him asked curiously.
The woman smiled slightly and said softly: "The road of light will not end with a victory. Although the darkness retreats, it will never disappear completely. They, as messengers of light, must continue to move forward and find More ways to protect the light, or to seal the deeper threat of darkness. "Then what can we do?" A young man stood up, his eyes shining with excitement, as if he was ready. It’s good to follow in the footsteps of those heroes.
The woman looked at the boy, her eyes full of encouragement: "Everyone has a light in their heart that illuminates their own path. Maybe you can't embark on a heroic journey immediately, but you can start from your own world and spread the word Light, dispel the darkness around you. Who knows, maybe one day, you will become the next legend."
There was a silence in the tavern, and people were thoughtful. At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and a gust of wind chimes sounded. All eyes turned to the door, but this time no new news came, only the night wind blew gently, seeming to whisper.
"Where are they?" Finally, a thin voice broke the silence.
No one can answer this question. But in everyone's heart, there seems to be an answer: No matter where those heroes are, as long as the fire of light still exists, hope will always exist.
"As long as we believe, the battle between light and darkness will never end." The woman finally spoke, and her words were like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating everyone's heart.
"Yes," an old man sitting by the window slowly stood up, with his back to the moonlight, his voice was low and powerful, "the seeds of light have been sown in every heart that yearns for it. We We may not know the road to tomorrow, but we know that as long as our hearts are bright, our feet will be smooth.”
At this time, outside the tavern, a dark shadow passed over the treetops and quietly landed on the eaves of the tavern. The man was agile and his eyes were shining with strange light in the night. He lowered his head and whispered to himself: "It doesn't matter where they are. What matters is that the fire of hope they ignited has started a prairie fire. There will be nowhere to hide in the darkness."
Inside the room, the conversation gradually became quiet, and everyone was immersed in their own thoughts. The young woman stood up and walked towards the door, her steps light and determined.
“Where are you going?” The young man hurriedly followed, his eyes full of curiosity and reluctance.
The woman stopped, turned around and smiled at him: "Look for the light in my heart. Everyone has their own battlefield. Remember, not everyone can be a hero standing in the front desk, but everyone Anyone who sticks to his post and contributes to the light is an indispensable part of this long battle."
"I understand," the young man nodded, the fire in his eyes seemed to be blown by the wind. "I will be here, protecting my family and my hometown, waiting for that moment, and using my own way to contribute to the light."
The woman patted the young man's shoulder lightly, and then walked out of the tavern . Outside the door, the night sky is clear and the stars are bright. She raised her head and looked into the distance, thinking silently in her heart: "No matter what the road ahead is, light will eventually illuminate every inch of the land."
Under the night, different stories unfold quietly in different corners. Every ordinary or extraordinary life responds to the calls of the four heroes in its own way, proving the power of light.
The question "Where are they?" is no longer important. Because the answer has spread to every corner of the continent with the night wind - the messenger of light is in everyone's heart, in every righteous choice, and in every unyielding persistence.
In the corner of the tavern, the mural still quietly tells the legend of the hero, but it seems to have a new meaning - not only the four apostles, but also everyone in the world who holds hope and fights against Dark Souls. The story just takes root in everyone's heart, waiting for the next chapter to open.
"So," an old man sitting at the bar suddenly said, his tone was calm and profound, "Before the next battle between light and darkness comes, all we can do is to make ourselves Stronger and ready to face unknown challenges."
Hearing this, everyone nodded, their eyes shining with new determination and courage. On such an ordinary but extraordinary night, the discussion about light, darkness, courage and hope lit up a new beacon for everyone's heart.
"Until the light shines in every corner, until the darkness has no place to hide." This sentence seems to echo in everyone's heart and becomes a silent vow.
The atmosphere in the tavern became more enthusiastic due to these words. Everyone seemed to have an eternal flame in their hearts, burning with longing and determination for the future. At this moment, rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, interrupting everyone's conversation. A hurried traveler rushed into the tavern. His face was covered with dust, but his eyes shone with uncontrollable excitement.
"Everyone, there is news that may interest you!" He announced loudly, and the whole tavern immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"Tell me, what's the news?" The tavern owner stepped forward, handed him a glass of water, and motioned for him to speak slowly. The traveler took the water glass, drank it down, and then spoke slowly: "It is said that in the far northern ice field, an ancient frozen temple appeared, which contained an artifact that could control the power of ice. It is even more shocking. What’s more, there are rumors that there are still unsolved mysteries about the four elemental apostles!”
As soon as these words came out, there was an explosion in the tavern, and discussions broke out one after another.
"The Frozen Temple? Isn't that a legendary place? How could it suddenly appear?"
"If there really is an artifact that can control ice, what will it mean to us? Isn’t it a big deal?”
“And there is a secret about the four apostles? I have to see it with my own eyes!”
Amidst the commotion, the young woman from before stood up. Standing up, her eyes were extremely determined: "I decided to go to the northern ice field to explore the secrets of this temple. Perhaps there will be important clues about how to fight against the dark forces."
The woman's words resonated, and many people expressed their willingness to accompany her. A new adventure was about to begin.
"I'm going too! In order to learn more light magic, I have to go there and have a look." The long-haired female mage stood up, and her decision made the magicians around her eager to try.
"I will go with you. It is also the duty of a warrior to protect his companions." The burly warrior patted his battle ax vigorously and said heroically.
Even the young man who originally planned to protect his hometown hesitated for a moment, and finally decided: "I also want to contribute to the light. Maybe I can find my mission there."
In an atmosphere of support and encouragement, an expedition team composed of various characters quickly assembled and prepared to embark on a journey to the northern ice fields. Their decision was not only to explore artifacts and secrets, but also for the faith and desire for light in their hearts.
Before leaving, the old man walked up to the team and spoke slowly: "Remember, the real power does not only come from the artifacts, but more importantly, your inner belief in the light and the trust between you. May the light guide you. Road.”
With the old man’s blessing, the expedition team stepped out of the tavern and headed towards the unknown journey. Their backs stretched in the morning light, becoming the starting point of a new legend.
"What can we find? Is it hope or a greater challenge?" The young man looked at the road ahead, feeling anxious and full of expectation.
"No matter what, we fight side by side." The woman turned back and gave the boy a warm smile, "This is our story, written by ourselves."
The team is heading north They encountered various tests on the road, including bad weather, ferocious beasts, and even creatures corrupted by darkness. Their journey is full of unknowns and dangers, but whenever difficulties arise, each member of the team will step forward and use their expertise and wisdom to solve the problem. These fragments were spread by word of mouth among villages and small towns along the way, and people had high hopes for this team as a symbol of light and hope.
On a stormy night, the expedition team took refuge in a remote small village. The villagers gathered around the bonfire, listening to the roaring storm outside, but their eyes shone with awe for the heroes in the distance.
"I heard that they are heading to the Frozen Temple to find artifacts that can fight the darkness." An old man whispered, his voice full of respect.
“Those are really brave people,” the blacksmith in the village took over. “If we can find that artifact, our life may be easier.”
“ But I want to know more about the secrets of the four elemental apostles," a child's eyes widened, full of curiosity, "Are they really as powerful as the paintings in the murals?"
At this moment? , the burly warrior of the expedition team came over and joined the villagers sitting around. His appearance caused a small commotion, and everyone looked at him with admiration.
"We are indeed looking for hope," the soldier said firmly, stroking the head of the child next to him, "but more importantly, each of us must become the light in our own lives. Just like the woman said, light In everyone's heart."
His words once again inspired resonance in the hearts of the villagers, and people began to share their own stories of fighting the dark side of life, from trivial acts of kindness to perseverance in the face of despair. They are all like a beam of light, warming the cold night.
"Look," the long-haired female mage pointed to the occasional starlight in the night sky, "even in the darkest night, there are stars to guide the direction. Although we cannot be the sun and moon alone, everyone can Can become a star in the night sky."
The conversation gradually deepened until late at night. When the expedition set out again the next day, they brought with them the blessings and expectations of the entire village. Every step seems more determined, because at this moment, they are no longer fighting just for themselves, but for every soul who believes in the existence of light.
On the way, they met a mysterious troubadour who told ancient legends on his strings and sang melodiously in the wilderness.
"Heroes," the poet said to the expedition team beside the campfire, "what you are pursuing is not only treasures or secrets, but also the exploration of self-knowledge. In the process, you will find that the real power comes from the pursuit of light. Unwavering faith and unconditional trust in his companions.”
This conversation touched everyone’s heartstrings and made the boy re-examine his original intentions. In his heart, the pursuit of light became clearer and deeper.
"So, when we face that unknown challenge," the young man turned to look at the woman, with both expectation and uneasiness in his eyes, "Are you afraid?"
The woman smiled. Without saying a word, he just stretched out his hand and held the young man's hand tightly. At that moment, the boy felt an unprecedented strength and peace.
(End of this chapter)