Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

This topic has jumped around a bit too fast.

But he still thought about it seriously.

"Born with the heart of a swordsman, born with the bones of a swordsman."

He spoke with absolute certainty.

“I think Yanqing may not be satisfied with just the position of ‘Sword Master’ in the future.”

He knew exactly how capable his childhood friend was.

Despite being only a child, he displayed remarkable prowess on the battlefield.

The kid was a completely different person when he held the sword.

Even if Yanqing does not receive any blessings from the Star Gods in the future, his personal combat strength will definitely reach the level of the Commander.

Moreover, they are the kind of commanders who excel in combat.

Jing Yuan nodded without refuting.

He leaned against the bookshelf, arms crossed, a slight smile on his lips.

"However, young people are still a bit impetuous. We must know that there are always people more capable than us, and there is always something beyond our understanding. This kid Yanqing may suffer a great loss in the future."

He paused for a moment.

"If we can smooth out some of our impetuousness, that would be wonderful."

Lin Si raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with what Jingyuan said.

But if young people aren't wild, are they still young people?

After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke.

"General, no one can make a definitive judgment on the future."

He paused, organizing his thoughts.

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with Yanqing right now. A swordsman is meant to forge ahead without hesitation. Yanqing’s martial arts skills are already quite good, so why not pave an ‘invincible path’ for him?”

He raised his head and looked into Jingyuan's eyes.

"He just keeps moving forward. As for the rest, the fairy boat is here, and you are here too,"

He paused for a moment, his voice softening slightly, but he was very serious.

“I’m here too.”

The study fell silent for a moment.

Jingyuan looked at Lin Si.

When I looked at the boy sitting in the wheelchair and he said the words "I am here too," his eyes shone.

It wasn't a youthful impulse, nor was it an arrogant ignorance.

It is a kind of...determination.

It was a firm statement uttered by a young boy who had known how to 'hide his talents' since childhood.

Is it youthful exuberance?

So you have one too, kid.

Jingyuan suddenly laughed.

She laughed softly, but there was something indescribable in her eyes.

"You're here?"

He deliberately dragged out his voice.

"What kind of path can you pave for Yanqing when you're in a wheelchair?"

Lin Si remained expressionless.

"I'll be responsible for shouting '666'."

Jing Yuan: "......."

Lin Si added, "And while you're at it, analyze the opponent's weaknesses for him. General, you might not know this, but this is what I'm best at in games."

Jing Yuan remained silent for three seconds.

Then he laughed and tapped Lin Si on the head.

"You."

The force was very light.

Lin Si touched the spot where she had been knocked and chuckled.

Jing Yuan withdrew his hand and leaned back against the bookshelf.

He looked out the window; Yanqing's sword flashed across the training ground like a blue lightning bolt.

"Invincible Path..."

He repeated those three words in a low voice.

Then, he continued speaking to Lin Si:

"Yanqing's talent is exceptional, so exceptional that there's no one else like him on the entire Immortal Ship. But the most common mistake that exceptionally talented people make is..."

He paused for a moment.

"I feel like I won't make mistakes."

Jingyuan continued.

"Some roads you have to walk alone. Some stumbles you have to fall on your own. Only after you've fallen do you know how much it hurts. Only after you know how much it hurts can you remember it."

His voice was calm, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

Lin Si fell silent.

He tried to refute it, but found he couldn't.

Jingyuan is right.

Yanqing does indeed have this problem.

That kid's mantra in swordsmanship is "What's so difficult about this?"

Then I can easily control the flying sword every time.

Who wouldn't be fickle in someone else's shoes?

"So you mean... make him trip and fall?"

Lin Siwen.

Jing Yuan shook his head, without giving a direct answer.

"What I mean is, don't protect him too much."

He glanced at Lin Si.

"Including you."

Lin Si was stunned.

Jing Yuan patted his shoulder, the force neither too light nor too heavy.

"You have to walk your own path. All I can do is point you in the right direction and tell you where the pitfalls are. But you still have to navigate around the pitfalls yourself, and if you fall, you have to get up on your own."

He paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

"Of course, if you really can't get up, I can help you up."

Lin Si remained silent for a while.

Then he laughed.

"General, are you giving me a heads-up?"

"That's it."

Jing Yuan blinked and returned to his desk to continue handling official business.

"Let's read a book."

His voice was calm.

"There's a book called 'The Practical Guide to the Various Departments of Luofu' on the third shelf. It's more useful than those other books you read."

Lin Si's lips twitched.

"General, do I look like the kind of person who would read practical notes?"

"Not like."

Jing Yuan didn't even look up.

That's why I showed it to you.

Lin Si: "......."

Chapter 47 Will the Wind Remember? Will the Snow Remember?

late at night.

The snowstorm in Belberg was a bit more intense than during the day.

Cocolia stood alone deep inside the furnace, her long hair fluttering slightly in the rising hot air.

Before her was an irregular crystal.

It floats in the very center of the furnace, the star core.

The source of calamity was sealed here by the first generation of Great Guardians seven hundred years ago.

Cocolia looked at it, a resolute glint in her eyes.

"Give up."

The sounds around me were ethereal and indistinct, as if they came from a very far place, or as if they were ringing directly in my mind.

"Even though she gained the Amber King's favor, one person's power is ultimately limited. This cold wave, this rift, this abandoned city—no one can save them."

A mocking smile flashed across Cocolia's lips.

"A seed of disaster."

Her voice was soft, but it lingered deep within the hearth for a long time.

"I was so stupid to have been fooled by you for so many years."

Since coming into contact with the star core, she has glimpsed the truth of this world.

Seven hundred years ago, the antimatter army descended.

The first Great Protector, Alisa Rand, detonated the star core, freezing all the antimatter legions.

But this also created this world covered in ice and snow.

When she saw this scene, her faith nearly collapsed.

It was the star core that attracted the antimatter legion.

This is not the power of "protection" at all.

However, the first generation of Great Protectors used the star core to accomplish the "miracle".

At the time, she felt that the custodian had abandoned them, abandoned Belloberg.

Only by pursuing the "destruction" mentioned by the star core can the people of Beloborg be freed from the eternal cold.

But now,

Her daughter, her Cocolia's daughter, rekindled the light of the lance that had been dormant for seven hundred years in Bronya's hands.

What does this mean?