The boy's answer obviously surprised Soshyan. He hesitated for a long time and finally uttered a few words.
“But you”
The mortal suddenly tilted his head and interrupted Soshiyang’s words.
“What do you think the emperor should be like? In other words, what kind of person should he be?”
“It should be perfect and have incredible dominance. , enlightened, wise"
As he talked, Soshyan's own mind was a little confused. He suddenly found that he really couldn't imagine what kind of person would become the emperor, or what kind of personality the emperor had.
Or, should He not have a personality?
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the Bewitcher had asked him a similar question.
The boy pressed his hands on the armrests of the chair, leaned forward slightly, and said slowly:
“All mankind is shouting for the Emperor, but they don’t even know who the Emperor is. I don’t know, does this sound a bit ridiculous?”
"Human beings need a sustenance after all."
"He once despised this point of view, but in the end he became the biggest proof of this point of view. It is interesting and interesting. Soshyan, what do you think constitutes a person's self? ?”
After being silent for a while, Suoshiyang replied softly:
“Since birth, only my own clear perceptions, experiences, and recollections, evaluations and judgments of memories have nothing to do with it. The connection established by others, the connection established with the environment. "
"It seems that you are already quite experienced, so can you imagine that maybe the thing you call the emperor cannot be fully achieved by yourself. The existence of cognition.”
"This"
"When a person lives too long, learns too much knowledge, knows too many people, and sees too many scenery. The old memories are blurred and fade away, and new memories are layered on top of each other. Stacking, the self seems to be a tower that keeps stacking. Imagine that a story is written by dozens or hundreds of authors at the same time. What will the people in the story look like? ”
Sosh? Yang was speechless.
“Inconsistent, inconsistent in words and deeds, confused in behavior, confused? Sometimes like a tyrant, sometimes like a great man, sometimes like a sorcerer, sometimes like a sage, when a person has thousands of faces, Has he lost himself a long time ago? "
Suoshiyang tasted what Mortal said, but there was still a lot of confusion in his heart.
"So mortals, are you a split part of the emperor's personality?"
As a result, the other party shook his head.
"We have never been divided, we are always one, but each one has its own opportunity to be born. This is why the Bewitcher is in Thunder Stone, and I am here."
Soshyan lowered his head and thought about this sentence. After a while, he looked at the towering bookshelf.
"Mortal, you arranged this expedition, right?"
"Yes, and no, I just want you to come here, but I don't control how you get there."
Suddenly, a person flashed in Soshiyang's mind, and he looked at the boy.
"Li, is it Li, right?"
"It seems you have met him."
Li said before that he represented Erda, but now it seems that he represents It should be a mortal, which means that Li did lie.
But then I thought about it and it didn't make sense, because if it really followed Mortal's plan, then it was almost inevitable that he would see Mortal. What was the point of Li lying?
Thinking about it this way, the most likely thing is that Erda should be in the same camp as the mortals, and her appearance in Thunder Stone can probably prove one thing from the side - The Beguiler It may indeed be the same person as the mortal. "So Mortal, what are you asking me to do?"
The boy was almost lying on the armrest, staring at Soshiyang expressionlessly, and then shook his head .
“It seems that you have decided that we use you as a tool?”
Soshyan didn't speak, just looked away.
“The singer is right about this. The more you know, the more resentment you will feel in your heart, and it is possible to repeat the tragedy of Mortarion in the past. Maybe you didn’t know anything about it at the beginning, Would it be a better choice? In fact, it's not too late."
The boy's last words made Soshyan clenched his fist instinctively, but he quickly let go.
“But what’s the point of doing this?”
With these words, mortals don’t know whether they are asking Soshiyang or themselves.
"We have always emphasized not to make the same mistakes, but we always make the same mistakes again and again. Just like Sisyphus trying to push the boulder to the top of the mountain, but I now know Li's intention. "
As he spoke, the boy straightened up and looked at Soshiyang very seriously.
"Soshiyang, if one day, you must be sacrificed in exchange for an opportunity that is very important to mankind, would you agree?"
Even though I have already been prepared in my heart, but When these words were spoken by Soshyan, a being who had to be loyal to him from the day he became an Astarte, he still felt very painful and depressed——
Xerxes, Xerxes, Xerxes!
Everyone is waiting for Xerxes!
Because he is the original body, the emperor's biological son, and the most sacred bloodline!
No matter what Soshiyang did, no matter how many enemies he defeated, no matter how many people he saved, no matter what his achievements were, they are not worth mentioning!
His existence is for another person -
At this moment, he felt a force tearing at his soul, making him refuse, turning around and leaving, letting the original To hell with the body and the empire!
Looking at Soshiyang who was clenching his fists and clenching his teeth, the boy had a playful expression on his face.
But suddenly, Soshyan closed his eyes and sighed, and his tense body relaxed.
"I agree, but I just hope that I can be given a little more time to arrange some things."
"Why?"
Soshiyang turned to face the other party. gaze.
"Maybe I died on the World Engine, but I promised Chapter Commander Amurad. The blood of my brothers cannot be shed in vain. No matter how you look at me, my brothers and relatives are the people around me. The person I experienced, not some legend, you can take this body if you want, but I hope Soshiyan's name can be engraved on the World Engine Monument, at least let my soul be with my brothers , Soshyan is Soshyan, never Xerxes, never will be!"
As he spoke, he slapped his chest hard with his palms, and the gold made a crisp collision sound.
The boy looked straight at Suoshiyang and suddenly chuckled.
“Have you ever thought that maybe this is an easier road for you? Soshyan has to carry far more things than Xerxes, and the road is harder to walk. If you are really given a choice, are you really determined to bear everything that the name Soshiyang has to bear? Maybe you will regret it in the end."
"I understand, but I will try my best. Try your best, not just for me.”
At this point, there is nothing to hide.
The boy put his face on his hands and nodded.
“Now I know why he chose you, a descendant of the Alexei family.”
“Choose me.”