The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

Then, try to find out the other party's identity.

"Is your family away?"

The other party didn't react at all. He just chewed the biscuit and stared at her blankly.

"How did you become like this?"

Still no response.

"Would you like some juice?"

The apple juice that was handed to him was opened and drunk neatly.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

This statement got some reaction, but not much.

"Where do you want to go?"

The other person gestured, pointing at the biscuits and the bread and milk in his arms.

Is this a place that sells food?

As Ilitia pondered, she tried to improve her ability to understand the other party.

Surprisingly, after about an hour of communication, the other party was able to communicate with her in brief words.

"Tia, feet?"

"I plan to find someone to help."

"people?"

"Not here for now."

"Me, hug?"

"Thanks, but probably not."

"reject?"

"…If possible, could you please help me get to my house?"

"chanfu?"

I don’t understand the pronunciation, but it should mean “support” in the other person’s language.

After confirming his meaning with some torment, the other party rolled up his sleeves and helped her walk.

It's quite gentlemanly of him to be able to care that his clothes are all reeking of alcohol, but it's quite terrible that he still smells even when he rolls up his sleeves.

But the First Princess's etiquette is more than just for show!

Supporting each other, the two slowly walked to a sparsely populated area.

The reason for the scarcity is simple. They are constantly approaching a city within a city.

The city wall, which resembles the walls of a royal palace, has a simple Western beauty, and the two adult men guarding the door also look... standing straight.

"Just send it here. Thank you for your help along the way."

Lifting her skirt, she bowed gracefully to express her gratitude.

The other party showed a hesitant expression.

Ilitia, who always treated people with a friendly face, naturally did not pretend not to see it.

"What's wrong?"

Even if she asked, the other party might not be able to express his or her thoughts. If he or she could really express them, it would only be a piece of cake and she wouldn't mind helping.

"Hey, money, do you have it?"

He took out the copper coin from his pocket and shook it in front of Ilitia.

This way of begging was indeed new. At least what Ilitia had seen were people begging on the roadside with a small bowl in front of them, or street performers performing to earn a little bit of money.

However, the other party was doing her a favor, so Ilitia didn't mind paying him.

She handed her wallet to the other person very decisively.

There wasn't much money in it, just a large piece of paper and a pen, and the rest were a few copper coins, which together were not even as valuable as the wallet itself.

The other party took it with some gratitude, and said something in words she couldn't understand. Finally, he reacted, opened his hands, stretched out ten fingers, and then handed a huge stone to her.

Ilitia took the stone subconsciously.

The dark green stone is slightly larger than an adult's fist, and there is a faint pattern on it.

Before she could ask what this meant, the other party ran away quickly.

After hesitating for a moment, Ilitia did not throw away this seemingly ordinary stone, but took it towards her residence.

……

The beautiful young lady is really kind-hearted.

He sighed in his heart.

And he's so smart. Even though we don't speak the language, he understood my request to mortgage the stones for money and pay it back within ten years.

He opened his wallet and looked at the amount of money inside. For the first time in his life, he was very happy to have such a huge sum of money in his hands - a four-digit amount with unknown purchasing power.

In fact, his family doesn't give him a lot of money. Even if he wants to buy snacks or toys, he has to pay for it himself. It has nothing to do with him, so his family basically knows exactly what he spends.

Now, he can make full decisions on how to spend his money.

Although he still didn't know where he was, and his father [eldest dad] and others were nowhere to be found, a three-year-old child, no matter how talented he was, would not think that his two ferocious-looking (actually they were dressing up as ugly men to scare his son/nephew) old father and uncle were more important than the happiness in front of him.

He probably knew that the stone was important, but he didn't know what it was used for.

He knows how to buy things, but he can't bargain.

He planned to have enough fun first and then think about going home.

So he said goodbye to the kind and pretty young lady under someone's gaze.

"What does this guy think I am thinking to waste my limited energy on rubbing the Wood Shadow Stone for him?"

【Want to recycle? 】

"I'll let the Emperor of Light War Dragon watch over it. If she throws the stone, she can just pick it up again."

[You might want to consider letting the thing stay with that girl. I have a feeling that she will be the center of a vortex in the future.]

"…It doesn't matter. What do you think?"

The armored beast of the origin glanced at him, then continued to struggle with the black dragon of the same origin.

“It’s time to work.”

With these words, the Emperor of Light War Dragon was thrown out.

【323】Traveling together

"Woo——————"

The train runs on the rails with a long whistle.

Yang Weiwu sat in the private room, fiddling with the two armored beasts that were entangled in a fight.

"So how long are you going to follow me?"

Suddenly, he asked the person sitting opposite him.

The long-haired man hesitated for a moment and answered his question.

"Until you repair the Star Sword."

"Didn't I leave the white one for you?"

"The important thing is the black one. The white one was only made for my personal purpose."

"The black one can't be repaired."

Both men sighed.

Yang Weiwu was in trouble because he had been followed by a man who looked to be in his thirties or forties for three or four months, and Crosswell was in trouble because this man, whom he saw after he woke up, had briefly "repaired" the Star Sword.

For Yang Weiwu, he was very grateful for the other party's company in the beginning. After all, he had the ability to directly read the knowledge in the other party's brain, but because he seldom used it, the accuracy was a little touching. Judging from the result, he might accidentally kill the other party, so he learned the language and common sense by reading the other party's thoughts in real time and getting along with them in daily life.

However, in his opinion, the value of middle-aged men ends here. He only wants to find a high-concentration energy source and is not very willing to get along with this somewhat wooden man for a long time.

For Crosswell, the Star Sword, or more precisely the Black Star Sword, was the key to saving the world. After witnessing Yang Weiwu reconnect the two broken pieces and then breaking them again, he could not give up the possibility of asking him to repair it. Even now, the half of the Star Sword, including the tip of the sword, was made into a hidden blade and placed on a child.

But the man didn't know that the reason why Yang Weiwu easily repaired the Star Sword was because it was a semi-energy body, and it had the power of Aotan to manipulate energy. To repair it, it only needed to consume a little energy inside the Star Sword. Even if it was broken into two pieces, the essence of this thing had not changed. It could still do what it was originally used for - unless the other party used it as a key.

But forgive my ignorance, it would be better to make a more complicated lock and get two extra stone or metal keys than to deal with this kind of problem by having a bunch of keys that no one knows when they will be used up as consumables.

And now, there was a reason why he was taking this train.

Another self was hiding in the train toilet.

I evaded the ticket because it was very expensive.

However, there will be no flight attendants going to the toilet to check tickets, so there is no harm in staying in the toilet for a while. If you don’t want to trouble others, you can avoid the flight attendants and try to avoid meeting the same person repeatedly.

I always feel that my three-year-old self was too talented in some areas. I came up with this idea just by spending a dozen minutes listening to some bits of knowledge from passengers who had taken the train.

He felt a little ashamed to use his talent for fighting in such a place.

It's probably the same level of remorse you'd feel when playing Stellaris for choosing extreme xenophobia.

After all, the actual feeling came from another self, and the other self is now three years old. It cannot be said that a three-year-old does not feel shame for riding a pirate car, but it can only be said that it is difficult to see with the naked eye.

Originally, he was planning to use the last bit of energy purified by the Tower of Violence to create the Wood Shadow Stone to protect his other self, and then his main body would go explore (travel) the world (tour).

Because they are fragments of a young mind and soul, his willpower and mental strength are difficult to meet the standards for using the ultimate armor. The reason he was given the Wood Shadow Stone is that Wind Eagle Man has the highest mobility, and escaping should be the most advantageous use of this armor.

Then the other self sold the Wood Shadow Stone... and used it as collateral to borrow money. He also had the expectation of letting the other self to improve his Wood Element ability, so he followed along for the time being.

If there were words of dissatisfaction, they were there, but not many, because he had no destination in the first place.

It's not like he felt good about it, because as an adult, he couldn't imagine what he would have done when he was at the time when he was most curious about the world.

Currently, this bus is heading to a neutral city.

The conflict on this continent is centered on the Heavenly Empire and the hostile Nebilis Imperial Palace. There are a large number of neutral cities that have declared neutrality and not participated in the war between the two sides. They are somewhat similar to city-states in nature.

It took quite a bit of trouble to get here from the Nebilis Imperial Hall.

The Neblis Imperial Hall is known as the paradise of the Protoss, and the most important means of scrutiny to exclude traitors and foreign enemies is the method called "Judgment of the Protoss".

The purpose of this examination method is to verify the authenticity of the star pattern used as a proof of the Star Spirit. For those who can pass the Star Spirit Judgment, the other inspections are basically just a formality.

Yang Weiwu simply imitated Crosswell's star pattern and installed a fake star pattern on himself. Anyway, all he needed was an energy reaction, so it was almost the same.

The trouble is the other self. After all, he is just an ordinary person. With the mind of a three-year-old and the body of a twelve or thirteen-year-old, it is a big problem for him to bypass a country's vital inspection agency.

Just kidding, he relied on his ability to make the other party think that there was nothing wrong with him and let him go.

Yang Weiwu, who had conscientiously spent his energy to make a fake star pattern, felt at the time that his intelligence might increase inversely proportional to his age, otherwise how could he have forgotten that there was such a low-cost method.

In short, the three-year-old's ability to adapt makes the adults feel at ease, and they plan to follow the child for another half a year to make sure there are no problems before trying free-range parenting.

The shock caused by the sudden stop of the train caused the two men's bodies to move due to inertia, and Crosswell looked out the window for the first time.

"It's the Huaishou Group."

Without looking out the window, Yang Weiwu, who saw many large wild beasts through the Ares Heaven and Earth Technique, silently associated these beasts with the term "wild beast".

A dog that is probably larger than a lion, with sharp claws and fangs.

Want to take action?

The shadow of the extreme sword took shape in his hand and quickly dissipated.

"what happened to you?"

Crosswell looked at Yang Weiwu who had a headache and couldn't help asking.

"…It's okay. Someone went to deal with those beasts."

Silently infusing the wood element's light energy into the three-year-old child who was slipping out of the train, Yang Weiwu said quietly as he watched his energy reserves decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tone of voice, as if a willful guy had done something willful and he had to clean up the mess himself, gave Crosswell a sense of déjà vu.