Chapter 1966: Eagle of Restoration, Eagle of Pride, Eagle of Freedom
"Okay, now the matter is almost over."
Lawrence clasped his hands together and sighed.
This singularity is finally coming to an end.
She was afraid that if Zuo Cun fought with someone twice, he would not turn around and beat him back to the Throne of Heroes.
Think about who else is qualified to compete with the current Zuo Cun.
Oda Nobunaga, Uesugi Kenshin...how come they are all from the Warring States Period?
Come to think of it...
After all, it seems that the only ones who are familiar with Samura and can face off against the current Samura are Hoshikuma Yukina and Sakamoto Ryoma.
"Sorry, what are you thinking about?"
Zuo Cun walked to Lawrence's side.
Lawrence didn't know why he ran to the top of the mountain alone, and looked down from the top of the mountain, looking at the entire Kurokawakami Village.
"Do you think it's weird that I'm here?"
Lawrence glanced at Zuo Cun.
Zuocun was silent.
"Yeah, this is another country, another era, a world I don't understand at all..."
"But Zuocun, you are here."
"Although we are not really the same person, our understanding of each other was gained from the moment we died."
Lawrence leaned down and sat on a big rock.
"You said that before being anno, before being a differentiated individual of the root thread, you were first a person who existed in that history."
"It was because I heard this sentence that I felt something."
Lawrence lowered his head and looked at Kurokawa Uemura.
At this time, the sun was setting in the sky, and the world was gradually enveloped in the silent night. The lights in the village were gradually brightened. Both Zuo Cun and Lawrence could see the lively and "human" warmth.
"...Perhaps, it is precisely because we have also walked through history that we are differentiated individuals of the root thread." Zuo Cun stood on the side of Lawrence and said thoughtfully.
There is an inevitable connection between the two, but who is the cause and who is the effect...
This is a matter of opinion.
"I have seen this kind of scene in different countries and times."
There was a smile on Lawrence's lips, his head tilted slightly, and his eyes looked gentle and sad.
"You know, we...have seen it all."
"No matter which one it is."
Anno once stood on the walls of Camelot, looking back at the Holy City.
Lawrence also stood on the roof of his villa and saw Florence.
This is true for every one of them.
Every one is like this...
"Zuocun, have you really gained happiness in this singularity?"
Lawrence removed his gaze from below and looked at Zuo Cun.
Zuo Cun shook his head slightly, but was stunned and nodded again.
"Yes...a little bit."
"At least, knowing that if I lived in that kind of world, I wouldn't be the person I am now. Regarding this, I can still get some happiness from it."
"To be able to be with Okita, to have a filial daughter like Ezuna, and to have a group of brothers and friends who can fight... and so on."
"...How I wish I could live in a peaceful era."
Zuocun sighed and said.
"...Actually, my era, at least as far as Italy and Florence are concerned, was still peaceful."
"Lorenzo is a wise monarch, and under his protection Florence is safe."
"But...I still made that choice."
Lawrence chuckled.
"You have to understand, Zuo Cun."
"You and I, as well as Annuo, Ananu and the others, we have something in common."
"Our origins are the same. We are not willing to be ordinary. We are bound to leave our names in history."
"...Perhaps this is a [setting]."
Zuo Cun blinked.
Now, his eyes were fixed on the village.
that's true......
Even if he lived in a peaceful era, could he... really be the person he expected?
He is an eagle, a free eagle, soaring and hovering in the sky, chirping high and far away, unwilling to lower his height or become ordinary.
No matter whether it is a crane, a pheasant, a bird, or... a sparrow, none can climb to the height of an eagle.
"you're right."
He could only respond to Lawrence in this way.
"The reason why we are who we are is because we play such characters in such history."
"If this were not the case, we would no longer be us, and the eagles living in peaceful times would not be tamed."
Lawrence pursed his lips.
"yes......"
She was thinking.
In what kind of mood did Annuo think that he made a big mistake by not pulling out the sword?
In what kind of thinking did Lawrence make the decision to fight against religion, disease, and even the entire nature?
After killing Tokugawa Iemo, what was Samura thinking when he ran away with the head of the king of the country?
How did Ou Shen feel when he drew his bow and arrow and smashed Poseidon's divine core?
What will be born out of Nora's fear after being abducted?
When Xiang An and Xiang Yu fought against the Yellow River bursting its banks, was his grief and indignation recorded in writing?
When Ananu learned that he was going to die, was his fear only remembered by Gilgamesh?
History is history because it cannot be changed.
In this singularity, what Zuocun can provide is just a "hypothesis" after all.
but--
This assumption would at least allow him and Lawrence to understand what kind of person Samura would have become if he had not lived in the extremely bloody era at the end of the Bakumatsu.
“Do you want to be that person?”
"The 'you' in the village."
Lawrence asked Zuo Cun.
Zuo Cun thought for a moment and nodded.
"think."
"Yes, this is us."
Lawrence also nodded.
"Okay, don't stay on the mountain anymore, go down."
"Go find the director and that kid Soina."
"I don't know how long your wings will still exist, but at least before they disappear, spend more time with the people you love in this singularity."
"Our history cannot be changed. Even if we rely on the Holy Grail, we can only see such illusion, so - perform your duties well."
Lawrence stood up.
"I have to go find Li Xiang now. I have been delayed at this singularity for so long. I wonder if she is slacking off."
Zuo Cun raised his head and glanced at the darkened sky.
The wings spread out, creating a storm, and Zuocun soared in the sky like an eagle, flying towards the village.
The Eagle of Restoration, the Eagle of Pride, and the Eagle of Freedom are actually always flying and never fall.