Following the nearly pitch-black passage, along the spiral staircase, the fireflies walked up the city wall.

Unlike the daytime battle with the beast tide, the city wall was quiet, and only the occasional sound of patrol soldiers was heard. The snow covered the stone walls and piled up ice. A soldier patrolling with a pyroxene lamp saw the figure of a silver-haired girl in the snow. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, but found nothing. He couldn't help but wonder if he was too tired and had hallucinations.

Firefly walked slowly towards the direction of contract sensing, and not long after, she saw her master.

The light from the sky has completely disappeared, and clouds brewing down the snowstorm cover the sky above the fortress. The black-haired warrior stood on the edge of the city wall, looking at the white mountains and black forests in the distance.

Originally, Ying wanted to go up and say hello happily, telling Qiao Xiuya that he had brought the armor, but after seeing his eyes, the silver-haired girl couldn't help but slow down, held her breath, and approached gently.

Because what was revealed in those eyes was full of desire.

What is the master longing for?

This is a question that I have hidden in my heart for a long time. Since I was pulled out of the blade sealing room, fireflies will have this doubt from time to time.

Kill the enemy, regain the territory, set out from the main city of Moldavia, galloped all the way to the fortress, killed the golden beasts and drove away the demons, and then rushed to Moldova to defeat the beast tide, helping others to guard the city... In the midst of the cheerful battles and killings, countless people cheered and praised his arrival, worshiped and trusted.

Is there anything else worth craving for a warrior? Hasn’t this been done to the extreme?

No matter how foolish he guessed, it was useless. If he had any doubts, he asked. Firefly walked slowly to Joshua and stood behind him.

She asked softly, "Master...what are you thinking about now?"

What exactly is it that can prevent you from falling asleep, but stand on the city wall in the dark, enduring the cold wind, and looking at the mountains full of frost and snow in the distance?

"Feng...you're back."

After she had already noticed the approaching of the silver-haired girl, Joshua, who remained motionless, responded after she asked, and then fell into silence for a long time without answering the girl's doubts.

Blizzards filled the sky, and the roaring wind did not stop. On this noisy and quiet city wall, the two of them fell into silence.

It was so long that Bai Xue had covered the upper and Han Bing had already raised her eyebrows. Just when Ying thought she could not get an answer and was about to stay in place and stare blankly with her master, she unexpectedly heard a voice sounding in her ears.

"I probably want to fight."

The sound came from Joshua who was still looking at the distance. The flying snow fell on him like goose feathers, and the cloak was blown to make a sound. The warrior stood in the north wind and said lightly: "Maybe it's desire."

After getting the answer, the silver-haired Miss Shenji became even more confused. Ying couldn't help but ask, "But why? Master, you are not me, you don't exist as a weapon..."

"I long for battle because I hope you can use me more to fulfill my responsibilities and meanings of existence. It is because I was born for this, but you are a human being."

Speaking of this, she recalled the broken weapons in the fortress, the tired soldiers, the houses on the roadside where they had lost their masters, and the armor and steel wrecks covered with blood scabs.

Although it is not appropriate to use a weapon, everyone is rushing thousands of miles to make their homes better. As a human being, they should not desire to fight so much... This is against their nature.

Firefly didn't say the last sentence, but it had already reached this point, so there was no need to say much.

Joshua was slightly silent and did not answer this question immediately.

He looked up and the snow on his black hair fell. He looked into the sky. Although the clouds were still there and the moonlight was not there, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and look directly at the stars in the sky.

Later, he murmured to himself: "Human nature is different."

Wearing a hunting suit covered with snow and a cloak of frosted snow, Joshua slowly turned around, he looked straight into the eyes of his weapon, and said seriously: "Flowers... Not everyone was born to enjoy peace and happiness. There are always some people who do not belong to stability, but to war and fight."

"How can you protect this world and create peace without such people?"

This time it was Ying's turn to be silent. Xiuli's face frowned, as if she was thinking about her master's answer. This kind of question was still a little too difficult for her.

The black-haired warrior stood on the city wall and looked at his feet. The traces of the climbing of the monsters were everywhere. He could still vaguely smell some blood in the cold wind. The smell of gunpowder explosion and burning smoke had penetrated into the city wall, occasionally oozing out a little and drifting in the sky.

Being awakened some memories of the past by Ying's sudden question, Joshua recalled his life before traveling through time.

In his previous life, he was born in an ancient and simple gym. His mother died of illness when she was young. His father, the owner of the martial arts hall, grew up with him. The harsh middle-aged man did not know how to care about his children, but only knew how to treat him in the most severe way.

As the heir to the future martial arts hall, Joshua learned everything about fighting people in that ancient gym. As a place to pass on the art of killing, he could not get in touch with and did not need to get in touch with anything else.

Exercise the body, generate strength, then learn to control the strength, learn to enhance superimpose the strength, and learn to use this strength... There are too many, whether it is the technique used for killing and infiltrating, the technique of riding horses, or all the techniques of using weapons, he learned it in that not wide garden.

Although these trainings were extremely difficult, they were extremely interesting to him. Joshua seemed to be born for this. Not long after, his father had no skills to teach him, but he was still not satisfied.

In order to understand the structure and key points of the human body, weaknesses and blind spots, Joshua even asked his father to hire a medical professor to teach him how to learn human medicine from the most modern and scientific perspective to understand what combat is, how to defeat, knock down, and even kill the enemy as fast as possible.

Because he was keen on fighting, he learned all the knowledge so thirsty, training day and night, honing his body. Even when he was seventeen, he defeated his father and inherited the position of the owner. The strict man was also mixed with relief and smiled in the bitterness, watching his children surpass themselves with the knowledge they passed on.

For Joshua, fighting is so wonderful. It is the highest collection of human beings, integrating everything that human beings - no matter what it is, human emotions, will, ideals, future, wisdom, technology, power and soul, everything is integrated into it.

In order to implement one's own ideas or will, people will fight, which is an activity that blocks and integrates everything that people have, and people use this to distinguish who is stronger.

But for Joshua at that time, everything he learned was meaningless, because it was a great contemporary era, and the original martial arts era and war era had ended and would never be there again. Human beings entered a golden years of peace. Without fighting and hard work, they could realize their dreams and get everything they wanted...

For humans, this is so blissful.
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