Chapter 85 Simple Fighting

Walking up the steps along the almost pitch-black passage, following the spiral staircase, Hotaru walked towards the top of the city wall.

Different from the battle between the day and the beast tide, the city wall was quiet, only the occasional footsteps of patrolling soldiers could be heard. Seeing the figure of the silver-haired girl, he rubbed his eyes and looked again, but found nothing. He couldn't help wondering if he was hallucinating due to being too tired.

And Yingying walked slowly in the direction of the contract induction, and after a while, she saw her master.

The light in the sky has completely disappeared, and the dark clouds that are brewing to rain down over the fortress. The black-haired warrior stands on the edge of the city wall, looking at the white mountains and black forest in the distance.

Originally Hotaru wanted to happily go up to say hello and tell Joshua that she 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 those eyes were full of longing.

Master, what exactly are you longing for?

This is a question that has been hidden in her heart for a long time. Ever since she was pulled out in the sealing room, Yingying has such doubts from time to time.

Kill the enemies, regain the territory, set off from the main city of Moldavia, gallop all the way to the fortress, kill the golden giant beast to disperse the demons, and then rush to Moldova to defeat the beast tide, and help others defend the city... During the fighting and killing, countless people cheered and admired him for his arrival, offering them their admiration and trust.

Is there anything more to aspire to than a fighter? Isn't this already done to the extreme?

No matter how much I guessed, it was useless, so if I had any doubts, I asked, Yingying slowly approached Joshua, and then stood behind him.

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

What is it that keeps you from falling asleep, but standing on the city wall in the darkness, bearing the cold wind, and looking at the mountains full of frost and snow in the distance?

"Firefly... you're back."

Having already noticed the approach of the silver-haired girl, Joshua, who remained motionless, responded after she finished asking, and then fell into a long silence without answering the girl's doubts.

The blizzard filled the sky, and the howling wind did not stop. On this noisy and quiet city wall, the two fell into a silence.

This time is so long, it has already covered the uppers of the shoes with snow, and has made the brows of the ice hang on. Just when Ying thought she would not get an answer, and was about to stay where she was, and be in a daze with her master, she was surprised. He heard a voice ringing in his ear.

"Probably want to fight."

The voice came from Joshua who was still looking into the distance. Feather-like snow fell on him, and the cloak was blown to make a sound. The soldier stood against the bone-piercing north wind, and said lightly, "Maybe it's desire."

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

"I am eager to fight, and I hope you can use me more to fulfill the responsibilities and meaning of my existence, because I was born for this, but you are human."

Speaking of this, she recalled the broken weapons in the fortress, the tired soldiers, the houses beside the road that had lost their owners, and the armor and steel wreckage covered with blood scabs.

Although it is not suitable for a weapon, everyone is running thousands of miles to make their homeland better. As a human being, one should not be so eager to fight... This is against nature.

Yingying didn't say the last sentence, but it has already reached this point, so there is no need to say more.

Joshua was silent for a moment, and did not immediately answer this question.

Looking up, the snow on his black hair fell, and he looked at the sky. Although the clouds were still there and the moonlight was gone, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and look directly at the stars in the sky.

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

Wearing a hunting suit covered with snow and a cloak covered with condensed frost and snow, Joshua turned around slowly, looked directly into the eyes of his own weapon, and said seriously: "Hotari... not everyone wants to enjoy peace. Those who are born with happiness, there are always some people who do not belong to stability, but belong to war and killing."

"Without such a person to fight, without someone like me, how can we protect the world and create peace?"

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

And the black-haired soldier stood on the city wall, looking down at his feet, the traces of monsters climbing were everywhere, and he could vaguely smell a little blood in the cold wind, and the smell of gunpowder explosion and burning gunpowder had penetrated into the city wall Occasionally, a little oozes out and floats in the air.

Hotaru's sudden question brought back some memories of the past, and Joshua recalled his life before time travel.

In his previous life, he was born in an old and simple gym. His mother died of illness when he was young. His father, who was the owner of the martial arts gym, brought him up. That strict middle-aged man didn't know how to care for his children. , only know to use the most severe method to treat him.

As the heir of the future martial art school, Joshua learned all the knowledge about fighting people in that ancient gymnasium. As a place to inherit the killing technique, he can't touch it and doesn't need to touch other things.

Exercise the body, generate power, then learn to control the power, learn to increase the superimposed power, and then learn to use this power... There are too many, whether it is the technology used for murder and stealth, or the technology for riding on horseback, or all the methods of using weapons He learned all the techniques in that not-so-large gymnasium garden.

Although these trainings were extremely difficult, they were extremely interesting to him. Joshua seemed to be born for this. It didn't take long for his father to teach him no skills, but he was still not satisfied.

In order to understand the structure and key points, weaknesses and blind spots of the human body, Joshua even asked his father to invite a professor of medical school to teach him to study human body medicine, to understand what fighting is and how to be the fastest from the most modern and scientific perspective. Defeat, knock down, and even kill enemies.

Because he is keen on fighting, he is so eager to learn all knowledge, training day and night, honing his body, even at the age of seventeen, he defeated his father and inherited the position of the museum owner, and the strict The man also smiled with relief mixed with bitterness, watching his child surpass himself with the knowledge he passed down.

For Joshua, battle is so wonderful, it is the highest collection of human beings, which integrates everything about human beings—no matter what it is, human feelings, will, ideals, future, wisdom, technology, strength and Soul, everything is integrated into it.

In order to carry out one's own ideas or wills, people will fight. This is an activity that blocks and integrates everything a person has, and people use this to distinguish who is stronger.

But for Joshua at that time, everything he learned was meaningless, because it was the era of great contemporaneity, and the original era of martial arts and war had ended, and there would never be another era. In the golden years of peace, without fighting and hard work, you can realize your dreams and get everything you want...

For humans, this is such bliss.

But to him, it was so boring.