Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Riku sat down in front of the bonfire again.

"You'd better think a little more agile. I refuse to conflict with the orcs, and the reason why I insist on moving, in addition to the elves, the gods are also the focus..."

"God species!? Why does such a term appear?"

Allie was stunned.

The gods are too far away from them, as far as the distance between the stars and the earth.

Riku glanced at him.

"Aren't you wondering about "Huo Miao", the black-haired youth?Easily provide props to change humans, create non-existent food, and treat the relics of elves as gifts at will.As far as current intelligence knows, no other race has such power and identity..."

"You mean, the black-haired..."

"To shut up."

Riku stopped Yale from expressing his speculation.

"Since the other party has no intention of explaining his identity to us, then we will always be in a state of "don't know", understand? "

"……Um."

Allie was silent.

The fire burned the wood, and the crackling sound echoed in the empty hall.

And in the center of the bonfire, the wisp of flame was swaying and burning independently of the flame.

"It's so beautiful... that person who is willing to give such a thing to a useless human race..."

The pale-haired youth murmured, continuing to enter the state of intoxication before Yale came.

It's like being eroded by something deeper.

"Riku, I don't know if I should say this..." Alay paused: "You seem to be a little too obsessed with "flame", not like you at all. "

"I'm just a mortal, isn't it natural to be fascinated by the extraordinary?"

"No, I'm not referring to this, but..."

Yale thought for a while, but couldn't find the right words to describe Riku's state.

In short, he felt that Riku was wrong.

"By the way, Riku, have you decided where to go to the north?" Yale could only try to divert Riku's attention.

"There is water, there is land that can be planted, and there is a hunting ground for hunting. These three points are enough."

Riku said.

"With these, we can build a city that is truly human... the city-state of fire in the Northwind Wasteland, Lothric."

"Losric?"

"Well, the name that popped up in my mind just now, isn't it bad? It was used to name the first city of the human race-"Losric, the fateful place of the displaced". "

"Really good."

"Soon, we'll have a real home..."

Riku said and closed his eyes.

"When the time comes, I will marry Clooney, and then bring mankind to the road of prosperity together... It's ridiculous, obviously I never thought of becoming a leader before, but now I am more serious than anyone else... This is also caused by "fire" change..."

Watching the pale-haired boy fall asleep, Yale took off his jacket and put it on for the young racial leader.

Although this thing is not needed by the campfire, the habit that humans have cultivated for a long time cannot be changed even if they become "ash".

Suddenly, for a moment.

The "fire" in the center of the bonfire trembled.

Like a tossing between the weak and the exuberant, the truth startled Yale into a cold sweat.

"Flame" is the foundation of the prosperity of the human species. If something happened, Yale didn't want to go back to the era when he couldn't eat his stomach and couldn't keep out the cold.

"Is it my illusion..."

The blond youth comforted himself, shook his head and left the hall.

Yale didn't know, or didn't want to think about it.

Something like "flame" has a lifespan and an expiration date.

Life and death, the alternation of reincarnation, the ashes after the flame is extinguished, this is the eternal truth.

The "fire" power left by Rope is not enough to support the human species for thousands of years.

If you want to continue it...

Then the human species may have to use the most primitive method to add some "firewood" to the flame.

In addition, not only the human race, but also all races cannot detect it. There is a great being looking down at the high sky above this elves fortress.

The Blaster, the God of Wrath, the Sun of Chaos—

The red-haired girl, Cthugya stared at the human race that was gradually soaked in her own power, and pulled out a happy smile from the corner of her mouth.