Chapter 30

　　Alan looked at Paul's profile, was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

　　"Uncle, to be honest, I have no concept of family, so I have always been curious, if I die, what will my family think?"

　　Paul was stunned, turned his head to look at Allen, hesitated for a long time, and then sighed.

　　"Well, I really want to make up some nice words to tell you, but I'm sorry, Alan."

　　Paul glanced at Senisrudy in the distance and looked at Alan apologetically.

　　"Honestly, I can't empathize with you. But I think"

　　Alan then interrupted him.

　　"What if I say, and you put yourself in my shoes, and one day in the future, you, uncle, passed away due to some accident. When you are dying, will you feel any regret towards your family? What would you want to say in your heart?"

　　Alan looked at Paul's surprised eyes and finished his words.

　　".Or will you say nothing in the end, just look at your family and quietly welcome death?"

　　'Just like in the original plot.'

　　Paul was a little annoyed at first, but after seeing Alan's serious expression, he realized that the other party was currently alone, so he couldn't help but sigh inwardly and didn't care about Alan's reckless words.

　　He was silent for a moment, then thought for a long time before speaking.

　　"If it was when I was an adventurer a few years ago, I would probably have said nothing and faced death calmly. To be honest, I have always had a regret in my heart and wanted to talk to my deceased father in person to resolve the knot in my heart. Therefore, death does not mean the end for me. Adventurers themselves face many dangers every day, and everyone is mentally prepared to die in an accident."

　　Alan blinked and was about to speak, but then he saw Paul look up at Senice and Rudy and smile gently.

　　"If it were now, I wouldn't be so open-minded. If I really die in an accident in the future, if possible, before I die..."

　　"I want to see Senise and Rudy again."

　　Alan looked up at the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye.

　　"Take a look?"

　　Paul's smile gradually faded.

　　"Yes, to see if they are okay. If they are all safe, I might feel a little relieved. Haha, besides this, I also have my own little thoughts. I might think."

　　"Perhaps everyone will shed tears for me, the incompetent head of the family."

　　Alan stopped looking at Paul. He lowered his head and looked at the scabbard beside him. Paul continued to speak.

　　".If Ceness, Rudy, and even Lilia would cry for me."

　　"That would be great."

　　After saying this, the two were silent for a moment.

　　"But if I only take a look, I won't be satisfied."

　　Alan didn't look up, his eyes were slightly lowered.

　　Paul smiled self-deprecatingly.

　　"Everyone can say nice things. Maybe there will come a day when I will try to accept the reality and pretend to be calm when facing death. But in fact, I will definitely wail deep in my heart saying things like 'I don't want to die'. After all, "

　　".I still have so many things I want to do"

　　"I can't bear to leave Senis. Maybe she and I will have a few children in a few years. I can't bear to leave Rudy either. I want to see Rudy and the children grow up. Are they going to school well? Will they be bullied by others? If all goes well, when I am old, it will be nice to hear my grandchildren surround me and call me grandpa."

　　"As expected, I still don't want to die. Just thinking about it makes me nostalgic."

　　Alan subconsciously began to rub the knife at his waist.

　　"What if you and Rudy were in a very dangerous situation, and only one of you could survive? Or, the situation was so critical that you would die to save him. What would you think, uncle?"

　　Paul was stunned, and the figure of Rudy in the distance was reflected in his pupils.

　　He did not pause from time to time to choose his words like he did before. He just blinked once and immediately turned to look at Alan.

　　"Although there are still a lot of things I want to do, but if I have to choose between the two, forget it."

　　He smiled.

　　"I'd rather die."

　　About the plot: maybe fans of the novel will be more touched by it, but fans of the anime will be confused. Well, if you are still watching the anime now, you may feel touched in a week.

43. Chapter 43 Tell me, what is enlightenment?

　　43.

　　After hearing Paul's answer, Alan lowered his head and said nothing, just rubbing the handle of the knife repeatedly.

　　Paul, however, looked at Alan with a look of concern for the troubled teenager, and spoke softly to Alan with narrowed eyes.

　　"And I think if this question were put to Philip, he would make the same choice as me."

　　This sentence pulled Alan out of his somewhat touched mood. He glanced at Paul, and then he realized why the other party did not get angry when he asked this question, but explained to him in a soft voice.

　　"So you've been laying the groundwork for so long, and the last sentence is waiting here?"

　　'You can't judge others by your own standards, Paul. Just because you are a good father doesn't mean everyone else is.'

　　"The fundamental reason why Philip and I are not close is that I am a time traveler, not like you think, I have psychological trauma from growing up and am alone. I have already adapted to it in my previous life, so I don't care about rekindling my family ties in another world."

　　Paul looked at Allen's indifferent expression and scratched his head. He thought he had done his best to assist Philip, but Allen didn't seem to appreciate it.

　　In the distance, Roxy noticed Allen's departure. While Sylphy was performing magic, she tilted her head and glanced at Allen with a questioning expression.

　　Alan smiled and indicated that it was okay.

　　"Hey! Sylphy, what are you looking at? The fireball is burning my hair!"

　　"Hold! I'm so sorry! I was distracted!"

　　He turned his gaze to the flustered Sylphy with a gentle look.

　　"Teacher? Teacher?"

　　"Ah... sorry Rudy, I was distracted..."

　　At this time, Paul's hesitant words continued to reach his ears.

　　".Alan, Philip is also helpless and you should know that this is the tradition of the Boreas family. If you grew up with him, you will definitely understand his character."

　　Alan glanced at Paul with a smile.

　　'Paul, who values ​​his family, really speaks well of Philip... However, Philip's ambition to get involved in the power of the capital has never been extinguished. In the original story, after seeing Rudy's outstanding magic talent, the tutor even used his daughter as a bargaining chip to attract Rudy to marry into the family. Unless one day he can willingly give up his obsession with power, before that, he will not put his mind on the so-called family affection.'

　　"And this is not just his problem. The pursuit of desire has always been engraved in the instincts of the entire Boreas family."

　　"Sauros has a deep-rooted sense of responsibility for the territory. After the Great Migration, he ignored the opinions of his descendants and would rather spend all his wealth to rebuild the territory."

　　'Alice was determined to become stronger in order to protect Rudy. She left a letter to Rudy on her first night and went to the Holy Land of Illiterate to practice asceticism, even without any contact for many years.'

　　'And me'

　　Veins bulged on Allen's hands as he gripped the knife handle.

　　'This stems from the pursuit of power in my blood and deep in my heart. It is completely different from before I crossed over.'

　　Alan turned and looked at Paul.

　　"I have some swordsmanship questions that I would like to ask my uncle."

　　Paul seemed a little unable to understand Alan's logic. How come they were just talking about death and life, but now he suddenly asked for advice on swordsmanship?

　　He blinked.

　　"Ah? Um? Is it still the Sword God Style? If it is the Sword God Style, I don't have anything better to teach you."

　　"No, it's the Water God Style."

　　Paul's face froze. He pointed his index finger at his face and spoke in surprise.

　　"Water God Style? Me? Do I look like Leda? Your attainments in Water God Style are obviously much higher than mine, right?"

　　Alan shook his head.

　　"I need the sparks from the collision of different fighting methods to inspire my inspiration and enlightenment. You also know that creating your own secrets requires constantly building your own fighting methods and theories."

　　'The underlying logic of becoming stronger in the worldview of No Job lies in talent and understanding. Whether it is Orsted, the son of the Dragon God who was born in Rome, or Rudy who has the Laplace factor, any master has at least one of talent and understanding that is enabled. Now I have already obtained the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit in terms of talent. Next, I will naturally use the cheat to constantly pursue enlightenment and improve and construct my own combat theory. I can't be like Gilenu, who relied on intuition to fight during the adventurer period, wandered among the Sword Saints for many years, and finally realized that he needed to improve his combat theory, and then he took a step into the Sword King.'

　　'Speaking of enlightenment, I suddenly thought of that bastard Chino. He really had an enlightenment after sleeping with his wife. In just one or two years, he used his sword king body to shatter his father-in-law, who was a sword god. Before he died, the latter was so mentally disabled that he used the water god style to fight with Alice. He was also insane.'

　　Paul tilted his head and looked at Alan who was deep in thought, with an expression of great interest on his face.

　　".I see."

　　As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword and looked at Alan excitedly.

　　"Enlightenment or something like that requires constant beating, right? How about letting me see your self-created secret technique?"

　　"You really understand me, Paul."

　　"Although I can get enlightenment without beating, since you are a person who relies on feelings, maybe beating will be more effective, just like what happened yesterday morning."

　　As Allen spoke, he slowly pulled the blade out from his waist.

　　——

　　After Alan and Paul stood apart in the courtyard, Senisrudy and the others immediately stopped testing Sylphy's magic power and formed a circle around the two to watch.

　　Luo Qixi felt the tense atmosphere between the two people in a daze, reached out her hand to cover her mouth and asked Rudy beside her secretly.

　　"I heard you guys talk about your fight with Alan this morning. I don't have much of a feeling about it, but he can actually fight with Master Paul? I remember that Master Paul has reached the advanced level in both the Sword God Style, the Water God Style and the Northern God Style. Alan..."

　　Rudy looked at the two of them, a serious expression on his young face.

　　"Although I don't want to say anything that will bring down my father's prestige, but Alan is indeed very strong. You should have heard a lot about the summary meeting this morning, right?"

　　Loki nodded, her blue hair swaying in the air.

　　"To be honest, it's because I take this competition very seriously. Uh."

　　Rudy glanced at Luo Qixi and continued.

　　"So I conducted a thorough investigation on Allen over a two-month period, and developed detailed targeted tactics based on almost all of his abilities. But even so, he still beat me twice in the competition, and both times were because he used sword techniques that I had never seen before, which caused me to lose without any corresponding preparation."

　　Loki thought of the high-speed slash that Allen used to cut the monster into pieces two months ago, and nodded.

　　".He can indeed use some sword techniques that are totally inappropriate for his age. Even in all my years as an adventurer, this is the first time a swordsman has used his moves."

　　Rudy nodded.

　　"The first failure was due to Beishenliu's throwing technique. I had never seen him perform this before, so I failed to control the distance between us. He accidentally got close enough for me to be killed by his throwing technique."

　　"Um, I also heard you guys talking about the second time this morning?"

　　"The second time, I used the techniques of the Water God Style and the Sword God Style. Damn, how many skills did this guy hide? How come every style has techniques that I haven't seen before? The second time, I used a large-scale mixed magic to trap him in place and prevent him from moving at high speed. He first used a self-created secret technique of the Water God Style to block all my magic, and then used it as a pad under his feet to provide a 'jumping platform' for him to escape from the quagmire."

　　"But even so, I had considered in advance that he would find a way to escape, so I used the geothermal mud and the ice blocks created by the ice spear to create a large-scale 'thick fog' mixed magic to blind his senses."

　　Hearing this, Lokixi was already sweating profusely. She had never even heard of this mixed magic called dense fog. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, is this the world of geniuses?

　　"But I thought I was fully prepared, but something went wrong. I didn't take Alan's Silent Sword into consideration. As a result, the moment I released the ice spear magic, the thick fog was dispersed by the ice spear, revealing my position. He used the prepared 'jumping platform' as a foothold and seized this fleeting opportunity. So I lost again."

　　Luo Qixi asked doubtfully.

　　"Oh? Didn't you take into account the fact that he knows the Silent Sword when you were preparing?"

　　Rudy looked at Allen, who was stretching his body and drawing his sword in various postures in the yard to warm up, and shook his head.

　　"I considered it, but I didn't expect him to be so fast, almost faster than Father Bao. You don't know, he is not very good at the Sword God Style, so he has been asking father for advice for the past two months, and on the morning of the competition that day, I confirmed that he could not understand the Silent Sword."

　　Luo Qixi raised her eyebrows.

　　"How could that be?"

　　Rudy rubbed his face slightly in discouragement, and felt that even if he could perform magic without chanting and was praised by Loki every day, he could not compare to Alan's talent.

　　"That's the problem, teacher. He really hadn't mastered the essence of the Sword God Style before I left. But I heard from my father afterwards that on a whim that morning, he taught Alan how to swing and how to capture the 'feeling' of the Silent Sword, and then he only made an experimental swing."

　　Rudy turned and looked at Luo Qixi.

　　"He learned it."

　　The title of the book has been changed, and it's fun again.

　　The main reason is that it doesn't attract enough traffic, and it's struggling on the eve of the smart push.

　　(End of this chapter)

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