The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 1035

[Chapter 76 I Am His Accomplice]

“…Why do you want to do this?”

Salvatore lowered his eyes.

His voice seemed to be a little choked: “Even if… I will still follow your path, teacher.”

In the blazing sea of fire, Salvatore felt his chest tightened by an invisible force, and his nose was a little sore.

He deeply felt his powerlessness.

At that moment, he seemed to be back to childhood.

He stood in front of his grandfather’s hospital bed, helplessly watching his grandfather gradually die, but he couldn’t do anything.

He has no way to relieve his grandpa’s pain, nor can he cure his grandfather’s disease.

He could only try to wipe his grandpa’s sweat with a wet towel, other than that, all he could do was accompany him.

Watching the coming of death silently, don’t run away, don’t run away.

Just watching silently, the fire of life gradually extinguished…

It was not like the sudden transition between “life” and “death” as it did when attacked or killed.

Death is like layers of veils, falling from the sky and gradually shrouding people.

I don’t know when, I was shocked to realize that the body had already turned into a temperatureless, empty pupa shell.

Salvatore didn’t even know the exact time of his grandfather’s death – his grandfather was almost unconscious in the early morning.

But he still hasn’t died.

Because even his own fingers became icy cold due to constant contact with water… He couldn’t realize when Grandpa’s body started to get cold.

In the end, when the sun went down, when the dim yellow light shone on Grandpa’s bloodless face, he realized later that… I didn’t know when, Grandpa had already died.

Salvatore was less than ten years old at the time, and he didn’t know what death meant.

But he deeply remembered that feeling of being powerless in the face of the pain of others.

That’s what propelled Salvatore on the wizarding path in the first place.

“If I just watch you die like this and do nothing…it goes against my deepest desires. I think it’s going to get in the way of my progress to gold…you don’t want to either. ?”

Salvatore said softly: “So, can you tell me? I just want to know—why is it done to this extent?”

Even if it was death as well.

However, even the soul is ignited, the body is cracked due to the high temperature, and flames are drilled in the cracks…and dying peacefully and peacefully surrounded by everyone are two completely different situations.

——In the most sober situation, watching himself burn to ashes alive.

The vitality of a golden-level extraordinary person can make him not die immediately even if half of his body is burned.

He can also have a clear mind and the ability to cast spells—and he clearly has a way to stop his pain.

Whether it’s ending your own life immediately, or putting out the fire, you can do it.

However, watching the flames slowly burn him to death… This is undoubtedly the most painful punishment.

If this world really has hell, this is the torture that only the sinners can endure.

But Hugo was a great man.

Hugo has devoted all his talents and all his energy to helping others since he was a teenager.

Even a villain like Bernardino, Hugo could wholeheartedly help him out of his predicament and become friends with him.

During the period when Hugo became the master of the tower, he did not know how many inventions he created and optimized, which brought great convenience to people and greatly improved the lives of millions of mortals.

And he himself has taught many excellent students who are trying their best to help others in their respective fields.

If this can be regarded as Hugo’s achievement, Hugo can be said to be the “best man” in the world.

… But why should such a good person suffer such pain at the end of his life?

“- Thrall.”

Hugo, who had collapsed in half, was still not dead.

His right arm collapsed from his shoulder, the youthful youth’s face was stiff and dehydrated and became old, and the head centered on the right eye collapsed inward.

Inside was a looming dark red fire, and the collapsed face had turned into gray-white ashes.

“When I was young, I was on the streets of the United Kingdom and saw two old gentlemen who were probably familiar with each other. I don’t know why they started a duel.”

He looked at Sa with his broken and asymmetrical body. Elvatore, without moving his lips, made an unusually dry and rough voice: “They are all extraordinary… Although they are not high-ranked, they are all bronze, but they are indeed extraordinary. .”

Bronze rank superhuman, if the erosion degree is not so high, the body is much better than that of ordinary people of the same age.

Because after all, their physique is different from that of mortals.

“At that time, they were probably really angry – they used all their strength, raised their swords, and attacked each other with the swordsmanship they used to be good at.

“But because their bodies have changed It’s bloated and old, hasn’t touched a weapon for a long time, and its movements are distorted to a comical level.

Because the swordsmanship is too ugly, not only can’t attack the enemy correctly, but almost cut himself several times… Even if a person who has never used a sword, just slashes or even slaps it with a sword, It’s much more useful than this fancy and ugly swordsmanship.

“In the end, the two old men were stopped by their children before they could decide the outcome. One of them sprained his waist and the other had a broken breath. The people around were laughing at their antics and watching with interest.

“But I sad for them.

I could tell that they were once masters of swordsmanship—or at least they had learned swordsmanship seriously.

However, that was not swordsmanship for the elderly, and these experiences harmed them when their bodies became old.

“Who is at fault? I think both swordsmanship and human beings should be right, but the problem is also not ‘aging’, but because of ignorance – wrong experience, even more deadly than lack of this experience. Only the most fatal mistakes can break their old self-confidence and wake them up… Times have changed, not the same as in the past.

“But how much will this cost?

How many misjudgments will there be in the middle?

”

Hugo calmly narrated the scene he saw when he was young.

For his wonderful life as a wizard tower owner and a golden-order superhuman… This should have been just a very short episode.

But Hugo Remembered it for a lifetime.

“I knew from that time that the experience of the years was not entirely beneficial.

When I’m out of the line, it represents the judgment I use from the old experience, which can be wrong at any time.

“I thought Bernardino wouldn’t do anything outrageous to Zedy Black Tower because of my friendship with him… So I let him in.

“But I was wrong.

UU reading www.sonicmtl.com I am still wrong.

Hugo sighed.

Just

by doing this action, his jaw fell off.

It ignited in the air and turned into ashes.

The red and black boy was like burnt firewood… From the inside out Turned into gray-white embers.

“I thought… I was already vigilant about this.

I have been wary of having false and old experiences from a very early age.

But I still failed.

”

Your classmates, mentors… they died because of my misjudgment.”

”

After the old black tower was destroyed, although Hugo didn’t say anything, he always regarded it as his responsibility in his heart.

“It was I who rescued Bernardino from the Tower of Black Glory…and I was there. I taught him spells, taught him how to be a man; I let him go and let him pursue the freedom of life; it was I who missed his old love and finally let him back.

“This is indeed Bernardino’s sin…but I am his accomplice.”

At this time, Hugo’s face had become extremely old.

He lost his eyes, and the depths of his pupils burned with a dim gem like fire.

His skin was dry from dehydration, and his face was wrinkled more and deeper than Bernardino’s.

Hugo, who became an old man, made a dry and hoarse voice, the same as Bernardino, a spiritual monk: “I… can’t forget it.

“I can never forget it.

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