“Back?”
Leiko looked at Bulcaisuo walking out of the portal with a bit of amusement.
 The matter about rewards is over, and now the ancestors are having fun on their own.
 The young warriors have now continued their party.
 The sky began to glow a little brighter, and it was a new day.
 “Is there anything you want to tell me?”
Burkeso said.
Leiko just smiled beautifully, with a hint of kindness.
 “Then I’m going to do what I should do.”
Burkeso said.
 Become the Immortal King, a title that is always given the title of greatness.
 If you have a choice, wouldn’t it be nice to be free?
 It’s a pity that I have no choice.
 Escape from responsibility when it comes will not change anything.
 “The next time we meet, you will be the Immortal King.”
Leiko said a little weirdly at this time.
 There is still a smile on his face.
 It was just as if she had something choked in her throat that she wanted to say, and it seemed a little difficult.
"Um."
Bulkessor replied like this, then turned and walked towards the Temple of the Elders.
 Rorschach is inside.
 Looks like he's ready too.
 “You are resurrected, maybe you can see this new world.”
Burkeso said to Leiko.
 Only a strong figure was left behind.
"What's the difference……"
Leiko whispered softly.
 Then she left on her own.
 There is something that Leiko didn’t tell Bulcasso.
Thor bid her farewell, and Leiko agreed.
Although Thor asked for news about Volusk, Reiko did not reveal any information.
Even the barbarians on the Holy Mountain will not stop their compatriots from spreading their branches in the world.
 Where else would the tribal names of Stag, Bull, Tempest, and Tageus appear?
Burkeso didn’t ask about the mountain-splitting axe, and Leiko didn’t say anything either.
This legend has not chosen a target yet, but it won’t be long.
Leiko waited for Bulcasso to enter the Elder's Temple, then slowly walked and said:
 “Bulcaisel is a hero, isn’t he?”
 “From what I’ve seen, he’s a hero.”
　　Gu Yi said softly and appeared next to Leiko.
“Most heroes don’t end well, what do you think?”
　　Leiko had a somewhat disdainful tone when she talked about removing the hero.
“Who is not a hero? It’s hard enough to live hard. If you live for others, you can be called a hero.”
 Gu Yi put his hand inside his sleeve and grasped the handle of the butcher's knife.
“Then enjoy the sacrifices of others, and then be forgotten a little bit when the next hero appears?”
Leiko looked up at her surroundings, walked to a dead sapling, and used her feet to pull out a small jar from the ground.
 It was buried by her children.
 It is said that he left it to his heroic parents.
 And with tears in his eyes, he left a message saying that he would never be a hero again.
 But when facing the battle, he lost his life early before he got recognition from the training.
 There is no glory, only a child with a new heartbeat in his wife's womb.
 Gu Yi looked at Leiko without saying a word.
She knew very well that these barbarians, who had existed for who knows how many years, had a long enough story, which might include everything they could encounter in life.
 As an outsider, it would be better for her not to jump in hastily.
 Silence is sometimes a kind of tenderness.
“Leiko remembers my name, but she certainly doesn’t know the names of every one of her ancestors. Just like my children.”
Leiko said to herself, then held the earthen jar in her hand as if holding a treasure.
Those hands that have never been used for anything other than wielding weapons may be using the weakest power in their lives.
 It was like holding her own child.
 Even when she held her own child, she was not so gentle.
Her rough palms made her child cry out in pain.
 “Do you regret it?”
 Ancient One said this.
“If you know the future, will you regret the choices you make in the future?”
Leiko said this.
Leiko, who knows her destiny, has been playing tricks on her all her life.
 “That might be a relief.”
 Ancient One said this.
  She used to look at the future from the long river of time, and continued to follow the established trajectory.
 But now she doesn't have to do that.
 The sand in the long river of time is still rolling, and even if there is a slight sign of subsidence, it will become muddy again in new waves.
“It’s a relief from anger but nowhere to vent it.”
 Leiko closed her eyes.
His palms were groping for the entire jar.
 “You have been liberated! There is no trace of fate in this world! Leiko!”
Wherever there is Leiko, there is Canuck.
 Where there is Canuck, Casillas will not be too far away.
 Canuck roared, his body kept leaning forward, and then regained his center of gravity.
 He wanted to get close to Leiko, but he never got within five steps of Leiko in his life.
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…
Leiko gently called Kanuk’s name.
To be continued...