Chapter 491 Aishan Welfare Home

“Last question:
Follow your plan and lead to the future you want.

Will you, Aisha, die?"

As the words fell, what was reflected in the dark light of Allen's pupils was not Aisha's short red hair and stiff face.

Instead, she was a mature woman with red hair like flaming fire, a scar on her right cheek caused by magic burns, and her body, along with her magic armor, was cracked inch by inch, but she was still looking at him with a smile.

Plop, raindrops hit Alan's fingertips through a layer of glass, and he blinked.

The fantasies in the dream two hours ago turned into wisps of smoke, swirling around the face of the girl sitting on the bay window in front of me, and finally, gradually merged with the person in front of me.

How could the foolish Senis and Lilia, who was suffering from old injuries, hold on in the conflict zone for so long with their two children?
Even Paul felt that there was little hope and was unwilling to face the potential tragedy, so he fled to Beccarit. How did they do so differently?

Who was responsible for Obert's inexplicable death?
And why does Aixia always inadvertently reveal a maturity far beyond that of other children of the same age?
The answer is clear.

Alan didn't need to deduce it for too long, nor did he need to continue verifying it.

no doubt.

Aisha, the soul of this body.

She came from the future.

Aisha looked at Allen's face, and her stiff expression gradually relaxed.

The darkness was like a veil covering her bright green pupils.

Their eyes were still flickering as they stared at each other in silence.

After a moment, Aisha said to Alan word by word with a stern face and extreme seriousness.

"I will live."

Alan looked at Aisha for a long moment, glancing at her nightgown.

The burning hand was instantly released, and the flow of secrets wrapped around the warmth of the hand, passing through his body and transforming into a gentle breeze that blew around.

The slight coolness from the night rain outside the window turned into warm breeze of just the right temperature.

The wind blew, causing wrinkles and ripples in Aisha's nightgown that reached her heels.

Then Alan leaned on the edge of the windowsill and tilted his head to look out the window again.

I don't know if it was the effect of the wind, or if Alan had lost his aggressive attitude, or if the other party's actions clearly showed that he was still the meticulous brother.

Aisha felt her stiff muscles relax. She waited for a while, but Alan didn't continue to ask questions, so she looked up at Alan's face.

Alan just looked at Yu Zhui with a faint smile on his lips.

"Don't sleep anymore?"

Aixia blinked: "I'll go back later and try again to see if I can fall asleep."

Allen didn't know what he remembered, and laughed dumbly: "When I couldn't sleep, I was always making plans? I thought about countless possibilities, questioning whether I was working hard and whether I was on the right path? Can I lead the future to the results I want?"

Aixia was silent.

Alan added: "When do you think everyone can have a good night's sleep?"

Aixia was silent.

Allen looked at the rain outside the window and said, "I think it's almost time. The Human God doesn't have much time left. The stronger I am, the smaller his room for maneuver will be. If my strength can be on par with Laplace, then it means that his plan has completely failed.

Then even if I exchanged sons with the Demon God Laplace, Orsted would be able to kill him in the face, not to mention that Alice, Izuruti, you, and even the Northern God III all have strong strength.

So now logically, there is only one level left, and that is Orstead himself.

So I decided to go to the Kingdom of Wang Long, take the initiative to kill the King of Wang Long, one of his two biggest cards in the secular world, support Pakus, ensure that Laplace's resurrection point can be located as soon as possible, and eliminate the biggest card of the human god in time.

The first thing he did after returning to Asura was to kill the second card Darius.

I cannot do these two things in obscurity; instead, they must be done with great fanfare.

This will lay the foundation for communication with Orsted in the future."

Aixia's eyes flickered, and she opened her lips several times before she spoke.

"Brother Alan did exactly that."

Alan raised his eyebrows.

"Even so, it didn't succeed?"

Aisha nodded.

Alan was stunned for a moment, then he burst out laughing: "Orstead deserves to be toyed with by the gods, so are you sure?"

Aisha nodded.

"Have!"

Alan nodded: "Okay."

Aisha tensed up, waiting for Alan to continue questioning her.

But for a long while, he just quietly looked at the night rain outside the window.

Aixia didn't see any sense of depression or oppression from him, but only felt an inexplicable
A sense of tranquility, without any sense of urgency.

Watching this scene, Aixia felt a little uneasy. She shrank her neck and asked carefully, "Brother, are you not going to continue questioning me?"

Alan shook his head: "You want to pry something?"

".No.No"

"I have asked three questions. That's all."

Aisha blinked. In her sight, Alan paused for a moment and then said:

"Aisha, you have been fighting alone for so many years.

I understand what you are thinking now, and I also understand your obsession, or arrogance, in wanting to monopolize certain key issues.

At this point, I'm not in a very good position to pry your words."

Aixia's expression froze, and she suddenly became anxious.

Alan's words sounded like he was saying to a willful and spoiled child: If you continue to act like this, I won't be able to control you.

She was about to say something immediately, but Alan waved his hand.

He said: “Why do you say there is no good position?
Because I am also arrogant, and in this aspect of arrogance, I am very similar to you. "

Aisha was stunned, but Alan's voice still clearly penetrated her ears.

“I had never realized it before, and it was only recently when the situation calmed down and I felt relieved that I realized that in places I could not see, everyone had been accommodating me, helping me, and becoming my wings.

In Buena Village, a wave of monsters is coming and the snow valley is changing suddenly. I have to find a solution alone. Even if I fall to the bottom of the valley alone, I will not hesitate at all.

Because I thought I could be responsible for my own choices, but I made everyone worry and cry for nothing.

Roya, I bear the pressure of being a human god and want to ignite my desire, but some things always entangle my desire.

In the end, it was Lufei, Rudy, and Luo Qixi who stood up together to help me break through the shackles;
Wangdu, I tried my best, and in fact, I almost succeeded.

He fought for the crown princeship, took advantage of the situation to gain fame, killed James without guilt, thwarted the plan of the man-god, circumvented the great transfer, and gave Him a loud slap in the face.

As a result of the sudden transfer, and the subsequent sudden attack by humans and gods, I was caught up in the great transfer.

I didn't have time to arrange anything for the follow-up in the capital, so Sylphy, Rudy, and my uncle had to bear the brunt of the storm that I had stirred up in the capital.
Islands, I think that Senis and the others were involved in the great transfer because of an oversight in my plan, and I want to make up for it as soon as possible.

As a result, he was trapped in the maze for two months and was unable to escape, which put his mental state in jeopardy.

It was also Melna who constantly checked for me and made up for the omissions in my plan along the way. Even Roxy, Lev and Oss helped me at different stages.
In the abyss, I still chose to meet Laplace to break the impasse. I was wrapped in the fighting god armor that the human god had already arranged. In the end, I was awakened by Luo Qixi's call.
Even when I got ashore and was on my way to look for you, I still made a plan to take care of all the problems by myself, but in the end it was still Izoluti who came and filled in the gaps for me.

Of all these choices, have I done my best?
I tried my best.

I tried my best in almost all the choices I made, but in the process, I still paid more or less the price for my "arrogance" every time.

I only trust myself from beginning to end, and never try to rely on those I want to protect
I kept telling myself in my heart that this was my life, I would work hard for the people I cared about, and I would personally smash all the things that made me unhappy.

I suppressed my anger and set countless long-term and short-term goals for myself, thinking that as long as I completed these goals, I would be able to get what I had longed for." Alan glanced at Aisha.

“I always thought I could do everything by myself, but after so many accidents and incidents, looking back, I suddenly realized that I was never as alone as I imagined, taking on everything and doing everything perfectly by myself.

In fact, I have been moving forward with everyone’s support from the beginning to the end.”

He stretched out his hand and grasped the moon in the sky outside the window.

“I have longed for something, thinking that I need to complete my goals to obtain it, but I have already grasped it in my hands without realizing it.

So this time, right now, at this moment, should I continue to be arrogant?

Do I continue to take on so much responsibility? Do I continue to think that as long as I know your plan and make it my plan, I can achieve the best outcome? "

Alan withdrew his hand, smiled and shook his head, with some self-mockery, but mostly in a relaxed tone.

“To be honest, I still think I can do it.

But what I want to say more is: Aixia, you are not alone.

I know you come from the future, and I know for sure that I am standing beside you.

This 'journey' is too long and too hard.

Thank you, Aisha."

He paused slightly and showed the same smile as when he was embraced by everyone in the snow valley.

Some distress, but more
“I feel lucky for me.”

-

creak.

The door closed, and Alan disappeared into the darkness, leaning against the door of his guest room.

After saying those words, Aixia suddenly turned her head and looked at the moon outside the window.

In the dim light, she looked at the dark rain curtain separated by a layer of glass, her pupils bright and sparkling.

Not a word was said.

He sighed silently, looked at the ceiling, and shook his head slightly.

What he just said came from the bottom of his heart, and every word was true.

It's all emotion, no technique, and very heartfelt.

Even so
This attempt to retreat in order to advance did not completely succeed.

pity.

The scene in the dream where the latter's body was covered with cracks still made Allen shudder with fear. He was afraid that Aisha had made some self-sacrificing plan to save him, and concealed it from him in order to have the operating space of "it doesn't matter if she can achieve her goal even if she sacrifices herself".

——None of you noticed that I had been here, so if I disappeared, naturally no one would feel sorry for me.

Alan could roughly judge how much hardship Aisha had to go through in the future and how long she had worked to achieve the current result.

If her only obsession in returning to the present is to redeem the tragic past, then it is not surprising that she would devote herself wholeheartedly to achieving this goal and take dangerous actions.

After all, she is stubborn by nature and does not belong to the current cycle of reincarnation.

Therefore, in order to avoid the terrible consequences of precognitive dreams.

Allen needs to clearly provide Aisha with an emotional fulcrum similar to what Senis and the others provided for him after the fall of Xuegu, and then tell her the following information:

1: I know very well that you came from the future. Although I don’t know exactly what method you used to travel through time, I have sensed traces of all your efforts.

Two: I believe in your plan and will always stand firmly by your side.

Three: The future I hope for is one in which all of us will live.

These words all come from the heart and have a strong emotional appeal. It is precisely because of this that they can hide a layer of subtle induction:

That is: if your plan involves self-sacrifice, or fails to achieve a happy ending where everyone survives, then for me, it is imperfect. For me, it is a regrettable and unacceptable invalid plan.

After this, if Aisha thinks that her plan cannot meet Alan's requirements, then her idea will be easily pried out by Alan.

And it is very likely that he will take the initiative to tell everything so that Allen can find out the shortcomings for him.

But she didn't.

In fact, she accepted Alan's thanks calmly.

Conversely, Aisha's plan can satisfy Eren's requirement for a happy ending.

This also made Allen feel relieved.

Because through the conversation just now, Allen also got a piece of information.

——Even now, Allen’s own plan to massacre the apostles, release the news in advance, and have the space to communicate with Orsted would not work.

If he did so, he would still be stabbed by Orstead.

So Alan asked himself, did he have a better solution?

No, this was almost the best response to the current situation. He couldn't control this lunatic Orstead.

Alan didn't know how he was stabbed by Orstead in the end, but Aisha had seen people being stabbed before.

Then in the future, when she has enough time to investigate, she will definitely have a much more comprehensive grasp of information than she does now.

It was only because of the Water God Style that my brain reacted quickly enough, so I was able to infer the general picture of the matter based on the information I already had.

But in the future, Aisha has already grasped the cause and effect of Alan's death, and has enough time to prepare.

Then her plan will definitely be more comprehensive than if she were in the middle of the situation herself.

Alan chose to trust Aisha's judgment.

This time, he wants to play well, not carry the game.

It's an auxiliary bureau.

As for how to assist.

Alan walked step by step in the darkness and came to the bed.

On the bed, Isaruti was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Alan looked at Isaruti's cheeks, which had become a little plump recently, and smiled.

He lay on the bed.

The imperial magic circle that had just come from the Temple of Xilon Miris burst out with brilliant light on the Dragon Saint Fighting Spirit Crystal, was annihilated, turned into smoke and dust, and merged into Alan's limbs and bones.

Weariness came over me.

Alan closed his eyes.

Consciousness falls into dream.

The next moment, he opened his eyes.

However, the scene that came into view made Alan's pupils suddenly shrink, revealing the most shocked expression since he traveled through time.

It was not the expected figure of Aisha wearing magic armor.

Rather, a building.

A building that does not belong to the six-sided world.

Alan looked at the more modern buildings compared to the world of swords and magic, his expression full of trance and disbelief, and he lowered his head in shock.

The rocks at the iron gate are so conspicuous in my eyes, overlapping with the scene deep in my memory.

So familiar.

There are five Chinese characters engraved on it.
——Aishan Welfare Home.

(End of this chapter)

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