Chapter 269

The old man's name was Qiluye. With his help, they saved the effort of finding a place to stay.

"Actually, I'm quite puzzled."

While cleaning up the room, Ai suddenly started talking.

"Although Haita is optimistic and laughs, but...he also has a lot of bad habits, right?"

Fulilian knew what Ai wanted to say.

"I like to drink, I like to eat meat, and I don't like to eat green vegetables..."

"It's like this. Master Haita's bad habit of being picky about food often gives me headaches."

Even Fearon couldn't help but complain.

Ash: "However, it seems that Haita started to give up drinking after adopting Phalen, right?"

Fulilian: "That's right. During Simmel's funeral, Haita said that he had many physical problems due to drinking too much over the years."

Ash: "In the end, he still lived for more than 20 years... The most important thing is that when Simmel got old, he changed from a sunny and handsome young man to a bald little old man. As Haita got older, in addition to wrinkles, he also had more hair. There seems to be no change after he turns white. I wonder if he has gained favor from the goddess."

Fulilian: "If you slander Simmel like this, if you let him know, he will definitely be angry and fight you, right?"

Ai: "The probability is not small. After all, he has always cared about his appearance. From time to time, you can see him combing his hair with a mirror."

Florian: "Especially before making a statue, he spends a lot of time taking care of his own image."

Conversations like this have occurred frequently during these two years of travel.

Unlike the propaganda of various countries, Simmel and others who successfully defeated the Demon King seemed to have no shortcomings, and Guangwei did not look like a person who would appear in reality.

In the conversation between Ash and Fulian, they basically do not praise the advantages of Simmel and others like that. Instead, most of them are all kinds of complaints, complaints, teasing, and focusing on the shortcomings and mistakes of Simmel and others. Some embarrassing things persist.

Because of the conversation between these two people, the images of Simmel and others in the minds of Schoutalk and Fearon gradually became fuller and more real, becoming closer to "a hero that only exists in fantasy". real people”.

From those biographies that promote the heroic deeds of the brave team, people will not know how narcissistic Simmel is as a brave man, how much Haita likes to drink as a monk, or that Aize was once sent to the guillotine for contradicting a noble. She was almost beheaded. I don’t know how many times Fulilian was eaten by Mimic monsters. I don’t know that Ash once almost blew up four people in his team because he was afraid of bugs.

Countries will not allow these deeds to spread, because these will flaw the great image of the brave team they have painstakingly created, even if these things all happened in real life.

Even the image of "Brave Simmel" is changing... When Qi and others passed through some towns, they found that the statue of Brave Simmel had been altered and turned into something completely unfamiliar to them. .

Just because they felt that the new statue was more in line with their image of "Simmel, the brave man who defeated the devil".

This kind of thing happened too many times. For example, Fulian's master Volame was obviously a woman, but her statue was changed to the image of an uncle a long time ago.

History is deceptive, and time is best at forgetting.

Compared with the so-called "truth", perhaps the vast majority of people are more interested in "distorting history according to their own preferences" in order to create "a past that is beneficial to themselves."

This does not mean that this approach is wrong, because in the eyes of Ai and Simmel, this kind of thing is inevitable, and it is a situation that will inevitably occur with the passage of time and the development of civilization, even if this kind of thing There is indeed some disrespect for the predecessors.

There is no need to forcefully correct this misunderstanding, just let it take its course.

As long as it exists, it has meaning. Whether it is a fictional legend or real history, there is no need to destroy one for the sake of the other.

Simmel believes that the most perfect result is to spread the legends that are more acceptable to people and prevent the real history from being completely forgotten by the world.

At least, with Fulilian and Ash around, he didn't need to worry about the truth being completely forgotten by the world.

So what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

Moreover, Ash will record their past in the form of a story so that more people can see it. It doesn't matter even if they don't regard the story as the truth.

467

Chapter 467 Complaints against Simmel.

31 years after the death of the brave Simmel.

After entering the town, everyone in the group showed relaxed smiles, and the nerves that had been tense for a long time seemed to be relaxed.

Fearon smiled slightly and said, "It's been a long time since I've been to a town."

"I can finally relax. I've had enough of having to eat bread that's so hard that I can't even eat it without water."

Shutark's steps were brisk, and he couldn't help but become bitter when he thought of the various expressions along the way, "I feel like it's not impossible to use those foods as weapons to deal with monsters."

"That's still a little bit worse. After all, it's not baguettes or moon cakes."

At this time, Ai interjected: "But, if you add my additional magic, then there will be no problem."

"With your additional magic, even a random stone on the roadside can kill monsters, right?"

Fulian complained.

"Lord Fulilian, what you said just now seems to mean that the hardness of our food has surpassed that of the stones on the roadside."

Fearon reminded Fulilian, "After all, it's too much to say that food is harder than rocks, isn't it?"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Qie immediately had something to say.

"Yes! Who said there isn't? Didn't I just say it? French sticks and moon cakes."

"So, what are baguettes and mooncakes?"

Shutark frowned, "I've never heard of it."

Ji slowed down, came to the middle of the team, raised an index finger, and said enthusiastically: "Speaking of baguettes and moon cakes, they are equivalent to artifacts in the food world, and they are the hardest spear and shield in food. ...I once chopped it with a short sword out of curiosity, but not only did it spark, but the blade also broke."

"...Are you sure you're talking about food and not super-hard metals like Demon Sealing Stones?"

Cutting out sparks and breaking weapons...these two descriptions shouldn't appear on food, right?

Since they had never seen the baguettes and mooncakes in Ji's mouth, Feilun and the others could only imagine them in their minds.

Relying on their poor imagination, they can only imagine things like "super-hard iron-gray metal blocks" in their minds. Anyway, that image cannot be related to the concept of "food that can fill the stomach". Take the bait.

"...If there really was food that could be that hard, then most of the blacksmiths in the world would be replaced by chefs, right?"

When Hugh Tucker thought about it this way, he had to say that his idea made sense.

The first thing to do when arriving in a town is to find a hotel to stay in.

As soon as they entered the room, Ash and Fulian threw themselves on the bed in unison.

"Ah~~, soft bed."

"Ah~~, a warm bed."

Without even changing their clothes, the two rolled around on the bed, making the flat bed a mess.

"Really, Ashes-sama and Fulilian-sama sometimes behave like children."

Fearon complained expressionlessly.

Ai was fine, at least she didn't need anyone to take care of her daily life, but Fulian always gave Fearon a headache.

But what can Fearon say? You can only pamper your own master.

After packing their luggage, several people came to the door of the hotel.

Florian: "Then, until tonight, we can move around freely."

Fearon: "Okay."

Hugh Tucker: "Yeah."

Ai: "I have no objection."

Although they are in the same team, some personal space should be appropriately reserved. It is easier to relax when you occasionally act alone like this.

"I want to go to the blacksmith shop."

Shutark was the first to speak, turning his head to glance at the long-handled ax slung behind him, "I have been fighting with high intensity since I entered the northern plateau, so I want to go to the blacksmith shop to polish my ax when I have time. ”

Then there's Frillian.

"I want to walk around and see if there are any magic books, herbs, etc. worth buying here."

"I don't really have anywhere I want to go."

Fearon tilted his head, rolled his eyes, and then said, "Then I'll stay in the hotel."

Ai nodded and said.

"It's not a bad idea to stay in the hotel and have a good rest. After all, we've been working hard along the way. If you're really bored, Fearon, you can read the story book I wrote."

"Okay, Mr. Qi, thank you for your suggestion. Then where will Mr. Qi go?"

Fei Lun originally asked quite casually, but it troubled Ai for a moment.

"Actually, I haven't decided what to do yet. Although it's good to stay in the hotel and lie on the bed to clear my mind... But after thinking about it, I forgot about it. I just walked around and looked for anything interesting. place.”

Afterwards, the four people dispersed on the spot and began to move freely.

Watching the other three people disappear into the crowd, Fearon was just about to return to the hotel when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure running towards him from the corner of his eye.

"Master Qi? Did you forget something?"

"Ah, I did forget...but it's not that I forgot to bring something, it's that I forgot to leave something."

Before Feilun could figure out what he meant, Ai placed a magic spell in front of the door.

"In order to prevent me from getting lost while walking around the town, I'll put the coordinates here... Okay."

With just one sentence, Ai's magic was cast. After all, it was just a coordinate, not a complicated magic.

‘Ah…it’s said that Lord Ai seems to be a road fool? ’

Fearon thought in hindsight.

However, Qi has never shown this characteristic, so even if Qi personally admitted that he was a road idiot, Feilun forgot about it as time went by.

‘Looking at Lord Ai’s familiarity with this technique…could it be said that Lord Ai has used the magic of leaving coordinates in every town? I never noticed it before...'

As for being in the village, Ai shouldn't be able to use such magic, right? After all, the area of ​​​​the village is much smaller than that of the town. As long as you fly higher, you can see all the way. No one should get lost in the village... right?

"Then I'm leaving."

"Goodbye, Lord Ash."

Ai raised his hands high and waved goodbye to Fei Lun, and then after turning a corner, Ai's figure disappeared from Fei Lun's eyes.

After bidding farewell to Feilun, Ai wandered around the town aimlessly.

Although the sun is shining in the sky, the temperature is still very low. If you are not wearing a scarf, the cold wind will be very cold when it blows over your neck.

However, Qi doesn't like wearing scarves very much. She hasn't liked them since she was a child, because the hair on the scarf will irritate her neck and is very uncomfortable. However, her mother always forced her to wear it when she was young.

Like her, Fulilian didn't like wearing scarves, and then she would be forced to wear them by Fearon... She was in the same situation as Ai when she was a child.

"As expected, there is also a statue of Simmel here."

At this time, Ji came to a square, in the center of which stood a bronze statue of Simmel.

The image of the statue looks familiar to Ash, which is really nice.

"It seems that the image of Simmel here has not been maliciously tampered with by some people. The statue of Simmel in a town I visited before was changed to look like an unknown noble uncle..."

The brave man Simmel who defeated the Demon King was just an ordinary man from a small village. However, perhaps some nobles wanted to earn fame. They shaped Simmel into a nobleman, and even deified him to make him a nobleman. Became a fictional hero.

In that town, the statue of Simmel is an image of an aristocratic uncle in a formal dress, with a lot of gorgeous and dignified decorations on his body. Even the sword in his hand is inlaid with many gems, and the shape is too gorgeous and It is not practical and makes people wonder if the sword will break if it is swung.

At the time, Hugh Tucker was still wondering, "Can I really fight in this kind of clothes?"

However, how can those nobles who only stay in their mansions to seek their own interests understand this? Of course they are as gorgeous and good-looking as they come.

The common people all respect Simmel, the brave man who defeated the Demon King and liberated this land from the Demon King's terror, so the civilians don't think there is anything wrong with this, but they don't know that Simmel himself is very fond of these gorgeous Decoration and aristocratic status are actually of no interest at all.

"Hmm...is this the image of the sword in the scabbard?"

Ai actually admired Simmel quite a bit. There were so many statues on this continent, and each statue had a different pose.

It was also difficult for Simmel to make every statue different.

Of course, the most difficult thing is indeed Ai and the others. On average, they waste more than ten hours each time making a statue of Simmel. There were several times when Fulian cried because of the torture of waiting.

Ai touched his chin and stood in front of Simmel's statue for a long time.

"I heard... touching the statue of Simmel can bring good luck."

Although I don’t know where such a ridiculous statement comes from or when it started... But there is a saying that goes as it comes.

"Anyway, it doesn't cost anything to touch it. If you don't touch it, you'll feel like you're losing money."

With a bit of teasing in his light blue eyes, Ai stared at the statue of Simmel in front of him.