But Avia is worried that if someone touches the relic when Attila is alive, will it have any impact on Attila now... So I gave up the idea. Although the two are currently only fourteen and twelve years old, Avia always feels as if she is a teacher to Attila. After all, when he was in the Hun tribe, he was mainly taught by the elders, but this girl still came to him from time to time, perhaps because his words could alleviate her loneliness to a certain extent. But this is also because Avia is the only one in the Hun tribe who can defeat her within this age group, so the white-haired girl can listen to him. After arriving in the Western Roman Empire three months ago, Attila, whose expectations were dashed, would go to class every day, but would come back and repeat what she learned to Avia, and then ask him to repeat it to her, before she considered herself to have learned it. Avia thinks this is a good idea. She hopes that the Wandering Planet Soldier on the moon can be a little happier about the memories she gained on the surface. "Oh? Are you the same person who travels around like me? It's so late now, it's not comfortable to stay in the forest." Avia grabbed a green leaf from the water. It was one of several leaves floating on the river beside him. Then he stood up and turned around and handed it to the young man who was walking over.
He was not worried at all about whether there were bandits who were looking for trouble with him, because normal bandits would not come towards him so openly. "Although I don't have anything good, I'll give this to you. It's a gift from nature." "I'm sorry, I'm being presumptuous, but I like this gift very much." The person who spoke apologetically was a young man with the same silver hair as Avia. Apology flashed in his green eyes. It is worth mentioning that there were many untreated scratches on his face. He took the leaf handed to him by Avia and held it carefully in his hands as if he were holding a precious gem, and it looked like he was racking his brains to squeeze out words. "It's just a leaf. You can find it anywhere. I was just joking." "That's true, but this leaf symbolizes that it's the first time I met you, and you didn't show any displeasure at my disrespect, and you gave me a gift... Because of this, I think my hunch is right. You are not just a person traveling with me, but also a person who shines with justice." The young man with many scratches on his face said very humbly and gently that it was the first time he had seen such a person. This person's eyes were different from those of all the people he had met before. Those deep blue eyes seemed to be as calm as the deep blue sea no matter what season or time it was, if you looked carefully. It is not a terrifying wave that swallows everything, but a gentle wave that embraces everything. So to be honest, the humble young man was surprised and happy that he could meet such a person. "Really? My name is Avia, what's your name?" It has to be said that this person's words and attitude made Avia more certain of his guess. The young man put the leaves in his hand in his arms, then smiled and nodded. "Hello, Avia, my name is Siegfried." 092: The sun does not rise, it is the loneliness of emptiness "Avia, so you are a Hun." The sky is like a piece of dark blue satin, dotted with dazzling stars. A bright moon rose quietly, casting soft moonlight and covering the earth with a layer of silver glow. On this night after the rain, the bonfire that suddenly appeared in the forest became an eye-catching focus. In fact, Siegfried had heard of the Huns. The people of the empire called them barbarians, and they avoided towns and cities, saying that they were tombs surrounded by nets.
They lived an extremely rough life, eating half-cooked meat and gnawing on wild grass roots. It didn't matter what kind of animal the meat came from. The way to heat the food was to warm it between the thighs and the horse's back. Due to the mobility and dispersed nature of their lifestyle, the Huns developed an unrestrained national character. The Roman historian Marcellinus, who died in 395 AD, commented: "They are completely untrustworthy, extremely unreliable, extremely self-motivated, often acting on their own, acting on irrational and crazy impulses; they are like irrational beasts, with no sense of right and wrong; they are untrustworthy and are not bound by any religion or belief." Simply put, people today already have a specific imagination about the Huns, a so-called construction from others. Having said that, Siegfried actually doesn't care whether the Huns are barbaric or not. After all, he is still in the state of "I have no interest in anything, but since I have accepted the commission, I will complete it", and he has not yet found his true purpose in life. "But it's true. If you hadn't said it yourself, Avia, no one would have known that you were a Hun." Siegfried's gaze shifted from the blazing bonfire to Avia, who was standing beside him and whose brown skin color was completely different from that of the average Hungarian. "Because I was adopted, it's normal for me to be different. And the Huns do have a bad reputation. People say they are all evil barbarians, but they are really similar. They all want to harm others and kill them all. They also want to benefit themselves and make themselves rich." Siegfried didn't frown when he heard this, nor did he show any surprise, he just listened quietly. "Invading others for one's own benefit is indeed evil. From a human point of view, this would be classified as 'ugly' behavior. It can be said that I should leave them and join the party that is truly suitable. This is the most convenient choice..." Avia folded his arms slightly, leaned his body against the hard tree, closed his thin eyelids and rested his eyes. His expression was the same as usual, so gentle that it seemed to be able to accommodate everything. Indeed, his completely different skin color had caused him some trouble in the adopted Xiongnu tribe over the past decade. But the problem is actually not that big. They are just kids who like to compare. If he beats them a few more times, they will almost submit. "But, after all, they adopted me. I will never forget their kindness to me—" The fire kept licking the firewood, making crackling sounds, and the flames sometimes rose high and sometimes fell low, as if telling its own story to the night sky. Under the firelight, the firewood was dyed orange-red, exuding a faint wood fragrance, which intertwined with the surrounding grass and wood fragrance, forming a unique night atmosphere. He opened his deep blue eyes, pointed his finger at the starry night sky, and the face of the white-haired girl with those lonely blood-red eyes flashed in Avia's mind. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he said: "What's more, even if they are people who are said to be born with evil intentions, they are fellow tribesmen who can confide in each other and fight for the prosperity of their fellow tribesmen. They don't want to give up anything and even want to get more... This is exactly what the living should have, a strong desire that is so greedy that it makes people feel happy. Right." "In other words, now I, as one of their people, am also born with evil intentions." The firelight danced on the silver-haired boy's face, outlining a golden outline on his face. For some reason, Siegfried felt that the fourteen-year-old Avia was older than himself, who was already eighteen years old. His face was immature but stern, and his words and actions showed his unique style, as well as his unswerving goals. But Siegfried had a feeling that for Avia, no matter how supreme the honor he had achieved or how glorious the path he had embarked on, he would give it up because of unreasonableness and just keep going on like this without caring at all. In this boundless world of light, keep walking on this narrow, dark and dangerous road. Normally, since Avia said so, people who normally accept Christianity in the current Western Roman Empire should choose to stay away, but if that were the case, Siegfried would not be the one, after all, he is still very empty now. At the moment, Siegfried still didn't know what his real dream was, and he still underestimated his life, his wishes, and more importantly, his desires. However, the thought he had when he saw Avia became even stronger. "Even so, I still want to be friends with you, Avia." However, Siegfried felt that he was a little embarrassed to say this at the moment, so he could only speak calmly in his usual tone: "Although you said some evil words, Avia, I still believe that you are still a person who shines with justice."
Siegfried gently stroked his chest, where the leaves he had just received from Avia were placed. Different from his usual words of comfort, his words were sincere. In the reflection of the fire, the surrounding scenery becomes more mysterious and charming. The branches and leaves of the trees sway gently in the breeze, as if paying tribute to the bonfire. The mountains in the distance appear particularly quiet and profound under the moonlight. The light of the bonfire and the moonlight are intertwined to form a picture. Avia laughed out loud at Siegfried's answer. "Come on, Siegfried, let's go slay the dragon together, the one on the Rhine, Fafner." He stopped laughing and continued with a smile, his blue eyes like the dark blue ocean so conspicuous under the outline of the flames. "This is exactly my goal. It's fate. But Avia, did you also receive a commission to slay the dragon?" “No, it’s my personal decision.” "is it?" "Yes, Siegfried, you too must make your own decisions." 093: On the possibility of contacting known aircraft wreckage In the darkness, the sunlight from the Rhine River can hardly reach the bottom of the sea. The waves came and went, went and came again, and my eyes vaguely reflected this seemingly eternal repetition. Since photosynthesis cannot be carried out at the bottom of the river, many creatures have lost the possibility of survival. Despite this, in theory, the variety of fish here is still quite rich. This can also be said to be a manifestation of the horror and mystery of the sea water. However, Avia and Siegfried, who were now diving into the seabed, could not have seen anything in this lightless place, but there was a golden light shining, as if at the bottom of the Rhine River, there was a mirror image of the sun in the sky. Therefore, I saw a creature with a very dark appearance, and a huge amount of magic power seemed to materialize as hot wind blowing towards me, a hot wind that was completely different from the familiar sunlight. An eighty-meter-long dragon emitting a foul odor lurks at the bottom of the Rhine River, with its eyes closed as if in hibernation, and it is holding a huge nugget of gold tightly. Just by existing there, it sent waves of heat like an explosion, and even with the help of magic, the human body would be burned inadvertently. Guan is relying on this kind of spontaneous creation of magic such as barrier magic. This is a top-level fantasy species that is difficult for humans to match. It is the most powerful monster in the world, an absolute fantasy, a dragon species. The dwarf who killed his father out of greed experienced the dragon phenomenon and became the evil dragon Fafnir. "That's Lei Jin's brother, the dragon he asked me to kill..." "Well, a dragon formed from extreme greed." Avia nodded. Judging from the adventure plot of the second generation, after the end of the Age of Gods or before its end, dragons appeared on the earth due to the dragon factor. Their source was the Greek ancestor dragon Typhon, a monster created by Gaia's vengeful heart. It can be said to be the source of dragon species in the Western world. Even the Nordic pantheon, which divides Europe equally with the Greek pantheon, could not escape. However, just as all Greek gods are mechas, Typhon also has a mechanical body. But like Set and Osiris, his body or fragments were experimented on by magicians of the Wandering Sea, immortals of the Mountain Court, and alchemists of the Atlas Academy. The fragments of Typhon were swallowed by Bai Ruolong, one of the protagonists in the second adventure. Bai Ruolong's real identity is the Greek god of reincarnation, Prince of the Underworld, the first god of wine, Zagreus, the child of Zeus and the Queen of the Underworld. After his death, Zeus ate his heart and resurrected him with a woman. As the god of wine, he became a part of the Macedonian belief and is also the patron saint of Macedonia. He is also a god who has already separated from the texture and fallen into the human world, and is truly walking on the earth... This is an example of a true Xiaokai who is not really Kai. However, the children of Zeus and the Queen of Hell...the Greek pantheon is still as chaotic as ever. Avia, who had been blessed with all Roman authority, couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, he had blessed the Roman pantheon with a changed name.
Speaking of which, perhaps because of the blessing of all Roman authority, Avia seems to be able to slowly contact the only Luna body he knows about, which should still be outside the planet. However, more than ten years have passed and the progress is only from 0 to 10. It's a pity that Mars's body is on its way to Japan, otherwise he would like to contact it. He still prefers the red robot to the railgun for ground attack. "Extreme greed? He killed his father because of desire. Although the possibility of victory is small, this is definitely an evil that must be killed. No matter what, I will not forgive evil as long as my values are not deviated." Facing such a terrifying enemy, even though the Balmung in his hand had the attributes of the Demon Sword Gramer, Siegfried could not be sure that he could win completely. His winning rate against Fafnir was exactly 82:8, with Dragon 80 and Fafnir 20:1. but-- "Siegfried, do you have any ideas about defeating Fafnir?" Avia turned and said to Siegfried. Now he held an ordinary spear in one hand and an ordinary sword in the other. One of his hands emitted a faint glow, which was the light of magic. This was the magic he performed to block the breath of the two people... The same magic was also used when he dived into the Library of Alexandria under the sea before. Speaking of how Siegfried managed to defeat Fafnir in Type-Moon, not even Siegfried himself knew about it, as if he was killed inexplicably before he could react. However, according to the actions of Sigurd in the Age of Nordic Gods, it is probably similar to squatting in a pit on the seabed and waiting for Fafnir to come over, then stabbing and killing him... "No." Siegfried answered immediately. "Really? Although I don't intend to force you, in this situation, this is the first time we have joined forces. We might hesitate at a critical moment. Depending on the situation, this hesitation may lead to death, so I still want to hear your true thoughts." Avia's voice did not change and still went to the silver-haired young man. Although Fafnir is indeed a bit troublesome for Avia now, he has experienced life and death with the strongest dragon on the planet, so he is naturally confident. But since he has decided to fight together with Siegfried, necessary communication is still necessary. "It's not that I'm not afraid. On the contrary, I'm a little scared. I can see that Fafnir is much stronger than me. I feel that my chances of winning are only 20%." The great hero who has yet to slay a dragon speaks frankly. "But I believe that if Avia and I are together, the possibility of victory is 100%. There is absolutely no possibility of losing. We can definitely defeat Fafnir." Siegfried's decisive words seemed like a sword piercing deep into his chest, making them sound so sincere. "I see. Apparently it was my mistake to doubt your awareness. Please forgive me." "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you, Avia. I should be the one to apologize." "Actually, I was just talking casually...Okay, it's almost time, let's get ready." Avia took a breath and looked towards the evil dragon Fafnir holding the Rhinegold in the distance, ending the conversation between the two. "This is my first time slaying a dragon." next moment. A magic circle that accelerated like a whirlpool burst out from the gun and sword held by Avia, and at the same time, the surrounding sea water seemed to be sucked into the interior of the weapons. Then, blue and red streams of magic power shot out like bullets. 094: Leave it to me, Rheingold
The jaw-dropping missiles swept across the bottom of the entire Rhine River, forming a red and blue vortex like a bullet.
