"What is the 'brave'?" Artoria was stunned at first, then a bitter smile appeared on her face.

"Generally speaking, there are two definitions of bravery," Artoria said to Charles, "one is a person who has accomplished a certain merit, and the other is a person with strong strength."

"There are some other statements, such as people from another world will be deemed to be brave, and sometimes children with strong talents will be called this."

"But the last two points are based on the first two points, because people from other worlds and children with strong talents often meet the standards of having strong strength and completing a certain achievement."

Charles nodded thoughtfully, and after taking a sip of the milk in his glass, he asked, "Then you have made so many achievements and are still sung by others. Then you are considered a brave man, right?"

Then he understood why Artoria just smiled bitterly, "I? I am just an accessory to the brave."

"Isn't this fair?" Charles said angrily, "You have made much more achievements than him."

"Forget it, it's all over." Artoria didn't want to say too much about her past topic.

Then Charles asked again: "Why was Philip not a brave man back then?"

"I asked him this question, but he didn't answer it positively," Artoria recalled looking out the window, "but I can see that he was very disgusted with the title of "Brave" from the bottom of his heart, just as if a brave man had snatched all his money, so he rejected the title."

Charles opened his mouth, but said nothing. He almost wanted to ask if there was a brave man who went to his ancestors' home to rummage boxes and cabinets, and then obtained "herbs x2", "copper coins x5", etc. After all, he has done a lot of such things since playing the original version of "Sword of Fairy 1".

However, such things also fail. Four warriors in bikini armor once relied on the houses of urban residents to rummage through boxes and cabinets when they had no money, and then lived a luxurious and comfortable life. Finally, they were cleaned up by the angry residents...

Charles asked again: "So what kind of achievements should be considered a brave man?"

"From destroying monsters that harm one side, to killing important generals in the war with the demons, everything is all counted." Artoria said behind and smiled.

"Does the former Supreme Attorney General who killed the demons count?" Charles said with a smile.

Artoria rubbed Charles' head, "If you have the ability, just try it."

"Hahahaha..." Charles smiled, "I can't bear to bear such a beautiful beauty."

Then he suffered a head break.

"What are you thinking about again?" Elizabeth, wearing a long emerald green dress, walked in. She heard Charles's words just now, "In fact, it's the same for killing the devil's nephew."

Charles shrank his neck and found that he was indeed a human-shaped self-propelled experience pack.

"How is your body feeling now?" Elizabeth asked.

"The fatigue has recovered," Charles said.

Then he told everything that happened on the altar that day, but he was the whereabouts of the broken divine character according to An Ye's intention, implying that He was taken away by Ling Meng. The fewer people know about such things, the better. He is now a real "sin of possessing a treasure", and the broken divine character is still very tempting to people.

The existence used by believers to perform evil rituals was gone, which made Barnett I and others very worried. But now that He has been taken away by God, there is nothing to worry about.

Then Elizabeth told Charles about their experiences, but Charles, who was drinking milk, accidentally crushed the cup in his hand.

"So, my family was killed, and they deceived the four princes of Bischberg?" Charles asked.

"It's not certain yet." Elizabeth shook his head and replied, "It's just one possibility."

She picked up the table and helped Charles clean his hands stained by the milk in the cup, and said, "You have a good rest today, we will leave here in two days."

At this time, Charles asked, "How are the remains of those children?"

"Some children can also find their families, and their bodies are taken home by the Temple of the God of War." Elizabeth said. "Those who cannot find their families will be buried first in the temple's cemetery."

Charles said "um" and could hear from his voice that he was not in high spirits.

Elizabeth carried him to his lap and sat down, then hugged him in his arms, patting his back gently with one hand.

She said to Charles softly: "There is light in this world, and there are shadows where light cannot shine."

"What we need to do is to uphold the light in our hearts and remove the shadows in this world."

Charles, who pressed his head against Elizabeth's shoulder, nodded, and he stretched out his hands and hugged Elizabeth's waist tightly.

The skeletons on the altar and more than eighty remains in the cave left a psychological shadow on Charles, and also taught him a lesson.

The reality once again told him that this is not China where you can come out to have lunch alone at midnight for three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, but the other world where dangers often accompany you. There are dangerous monsters here and even more dangerous people.

Charles, in his previous life, he was not like that, only typing on the keyboard and saying "I'll go to die, and I'll enjoy my happiness." He did a lot of bravery. He even took a group of workers with shovels and hoes to chase a robber who snatched passers-by's cell phones so hard that he peed his pants.

When he encounters something outrageous as nearly a hundred innocent children were brutally killed, he cannot remain indifferent, especially when he has the ability to seek justice for these children.

"Sister," Charles asked, "is life always so painful? Or is it only when I was a kid?"

Elizabeth patted his back, "Everyone is suffering, but what we have to do is to make this world less suffering. My father once said that as long as everyone can contribute a little strength, the world will become better."

Charles nodded. Although he was an adult in his previous life, in this world, due to the different rules of the game, he was still a child who was still reshaping his three views.

Regarding this world, he clearly realized that it was extremely difficult for him to make too many changes.

He didn't know if he could still return to his previous world. If he couldn't go back, he might as well make this world better - even if it was the part around him - even if it was just a little bit of sparks.
Chapter completed!