NGNL: Can't humans do that

"Hey? Should I hand it over?" Credo showed a little nervousness. "If it's a very important matter, you should hand it over to Riku yourself, Su'er..."

"Are you still a little afraid of Riku?" Su'er looked at the nervous and awkward young man with a little amusement.

I don't know if it's because he usually behaves too coldly and majestically, but Credo is always a little afraid when facing Riku.

"Ahahaha", as expected, Credo touched his head awkwardly when he heard Su'er say this directly.

"It's okay, Riku is actually a cold-faced person with a warm Heart. You will find it when you get along with him for a while", Su'er smiled and comforted.

"Well, I also know that Riku is a good person, but I always feel so nervous in front of him... Ahem, then leave this task to me! Su'er! I will definitely hand it over to Riku in its entirety tomorrow!" Credo stood up straight and promised seriously, "I will never peek!" "Puff", chuckled, without saying anything more, Su'er patted Credo shoulder again and led the bird beast towards the gate. The few people standing guard there had seen him approaching, and Credo followed him. Everything went well. Smoothly said goodbye to the companions at the door with a smile, smoothly left Credo sight, and smoothly left the place where he had stayed for three years and even regarded it as his second home. FiThinkg the dust mask, lifting the hood and covering it tightly on his head, turning over and riding the bird beast, Su'er must rush to the place where he got ashore from the river before as quickly as possible. There was no goodbye, because he knew that if he told Couronne or Riku about his plan, they would definitely object...or rather, Su'er hoped that they would object.

So, let's keep everything in a beautiful fantasy that has never been revealed.

Su'er could indeed gamble that the Werebeast would not necessarily react, and that the Werebeast would continue to ignore the monkeys with their own language among the beasts, but he was afraid.

Even if the colony could really move indefinitely as Riku said, even if half of the people were lost during the migration, it was just a random estimate. It was more likely that everyone in the colony would be exterminated during the migration.

Su'er could not make the assumption that everything would go smoothly.

Therefore, he had to divert all the sights and pursuits of the Werebeast who might come, go to another direction, and leave a safe space for everyone in the colony.

This was something that only Su'er could do, leaving only his blood.

The journey of several days was shortened a lot with the help of the means of transportation. He raised his hand and pulled the reins to signal the bird-bearing beast to stop here. Su'er looked around and identified the terrain here.

This should be the place where he walked in the water to avoid the tracking of the Werebeast.

He had indeed panicked and been afraid, and he had indeed had many despicable thoughts in his Heart - such as not telling his own affairs to others, hiding in the settlement and waiting for the day when everyone was killed together. Even as the elder of the camp, he had the right to evacuate first. After all, he was still responsible for guiding everyone to Survive...

But in the end, he still couldn't do it.

Couronne concerned words and care, Riku frank and almost selfless declaration, and Nonna... Even such a young child understood the truth, the prayers contained in the tender crying voice, those pure and kind Hearts...

It was as if a lamp emitting warm light and heat lit up Su'er world, giving him courage and strength.

If a person must have the courage to do something that he knows is impossible to accomplish once in his life, then this moment is what I have been waiting for all my life - Su'er happily accepted this fate.

"This time... it's really my turn to be a hero", a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask. Su'er gently cut his finger, and he quietly watched the bright red blood dripping down his outstretched finger and splashing on the cold rock.

This is the signal.

Without the intention of stopping the bleeding, Su'er kicked the bird-camel beast hard in the abdomen, and the next moment, the beast carried Su'er and ran quickly - all the way to the west.

The falling blood was like plum blossoms falling on the snow, blooming in this journey that was destined to be an extremely long journey.

'What is the meaning of living? ', echoing the conversation with Riku that day in his mind, Su'er answered softly, 'If it comes to meaning... it already has meaning...'

Even if this is a one-way journey to hell, Su'er wants to live with his back straight, with all his dignity and pride, until the day he stops breathing.

So, Werebeast... please take revenge for the dead Werebeast, even if it's just curiosity.

Please.

You must do this.

Otherwise, my determination and escape... won't it be a joke?

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"Cough, cough, cough!", coughing desperately, Su'er covered his mouth and nose more tightly.

He was in a desert at the moment. He had to enter such a dangerous place to avoid the war between the Dwarf and the Elf, so that now even finding water seems difficult.

But it must be said that all this is worth it.

To be honest, just standing in this desert, one can feel the earth-shaking power in the distance. The legendary creations that Su'er saw amazed him beyond measure.

There were flying ships that seemed to be made of blooming flowers and broad grass leaves flying densely in the sky, and huge beams of light that were constantly emitted from the front of the ships. In addition, the ships that fought against this ship that was obviously the work of the Elf were obviously the ships of the Dwarf.

The very rough diesel punk-flavored ship, even if Su'er stood so far away, he could see the rivet-like fiThinkgs on it. If it were in his previous life, Su'er felt that he would be so excited that he would not be satisfied even if he took dozens of photos.

Unfortunately, now he can only tremble in the battle between the two forces. The only thing he can pray for is that the ships that are shot down like raindrops from both sides will not happen to fall on his head.