The wind blew and drove away the heat. Roland's robe was flapping in the wind, but Falken's white robe with green edges wasn't affected at all.
It seemed that he was no longer affected by physics.
After a brief silence, Roland asked, "Are you asking me to leave Red Mountain Town as soon as possible?"
He wasn't imagining things. Although Falken didn't say it explicitly, that was exactly what he meant.
Falken smiled. "You're indeed smart. Not bad. I hope you can leave Red Mountain Town as soon as possible."
"Why are you in such a hurry to drive me away?" Roland asked with a strange expression on his face.
"Not you, but you." Falken's soul walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the town gently. "Because you've disrupted the balance of the town by staying here for too long. I'm not blaming you. What you've done is great, but it's not necessarily a good thing for the village. "
Lauren walked to Falken and grew even more curious. He asked, "I don't see how we've affected the town."
"You're different." Falken looked at Roland. "You and the new Golden Son are very different from us. You don't have humbleness or arrogance. You view everything in the world as equals. It's a good quality, but it's not good for the children of our town. "
Roland was confused. "Why? “
"Because they don't have strength." There was helplessness in Falken's tone. "They don't have families, talents, or even the most basic wealth. They don't even know how to read, but they're learning from you. What do you think will happen to them when they grow up and meet nobles or other powerful professionals who are too proud despite being powerless?"
His words were very direct, even a little blunt. It was rather shocking for Roland. The chirping of insects and birds seemed to have become a lot noisier than before.
He subconsciously moved his throat and struggled to say, "Is the environment of this world so harsh that people can't even defend their pride?"
"Not if they have strength, but they don't," Falken said. Falken asked, "Is the world of the Golden Sons a world where everybody lives in peace, regardless of nobles and civilians?"
Of course not! After a brief daze, Roland said with a bitter smile, "I see."
Then, he looked at Falken weirdly. "Why do I feel that your mind is a lot more flexible after you turned into a soul?"
Falken said matter-of-factly, "My old body will certainly affect my abilities. I'm in the most powerful state of my life right now. "
Roland heaved a sigh. He also felt that he and Betta had affected the town to a certain extent by staying here for too long. He looked across the lake and could vaguely see that Betta was still playing a sword game with a bunch of little fellows. "When did you feel that something was wrong?"
"Half a minute before I died, I suddenly figured out a lot of things." Falken shook his head helplessly. "As a matter of fact, our town is too small and populated. That's why it's easy for you to influence the people in our town. Delpon has a population of almost a million. If you go there, it'll be like throwing a bottle of ink into an ocean. After the ink spreads, it will be no different from seawater. "
"Hmm, okay, I understand." Now that he knew that Falken wasn't really dead, he naturally began to tease him. "I'll leave after I put a few flowers before your tombstone."
Stunned, Falken smiled. "Now that you mention it, it's rather strange … There's a Guild of Mages in Delpon. You can try to join it. You can learn a lot of basic magic knowledge there. However, you still have to be careful. Mages believe in the law of the jungle. If you want to gain a foothold in the world of mages, you have to be careful in everything you do. Otherwise, you might be killed by other mages without even knowing what happened. After all, you mages are all very smart. "
"The Guild of Mages? Got it!" Roland thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll stay here until you go to paradise. Consider it a farewell!"
"That's unnecessary. The goddess has sent someone to pick me up." Falken pointed at the sky.
Unknowingly, a golden ring had appeared in the sky. The golden ring gradually grew larger and larger, finally forming a huge golden mirror that took up half the sky.
In the mirror, he could vaguely see green plants, a lake, and some vague black spots that seemed to be active human beings.
Is this … the entrance to the Paradise of Life? Subconsciously, Roland turned on the video recording function.
For Roland, it was just a strange phenomenon, but for Falken, it was his lifelong dream.
"Paradise." Falken looked at the sky and opened his hands, as if he were embracing something passionately.
A green pillar of light enshrouded him.
This beam of light exuded a strange power. Roland felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously took two steps back.
Then, strange music came from the sky, and countless feathers of light covered the whole town. A female angel about 1.75 meters tall slowly flapped her white wings and landed before Falken.
Falken fell on one of his knees and said piously, "Beautiful and sacred angel of guidance, thank you for coming."
The female angel was very beautiful. She had no flaws in both her face and her figure. She said with a smile, "Falken, in consideration of your devotion and your contributions, you are allowed to enter paradise and become a holy spirit. You will never die."
"It's my honor!" Falken was trembling in extreme joy.
The angel of guidance nodded in satisfaction. Then, she looked at Roland with her blue eyes. "A human Mage? Your soul is very special. "
Roland frowned and took another step back. The angel was indeed the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but she gave him a dangerous feeling.
"How is it special?" Roland asked softly and took another step back.
As if noticing Roland's wariness, the female angel chuckled and ignored him. She simply looked at Falken.
"Go, Falken. From now on, this world has nothing to do with you." The angel of guidance's voice couldn't have been more pleasant.
"Yes!" Falken stood up.
The angel flapped her wings and rose slowly. Falken, who was in the pillar of light, flew to the sky too. He waved goodbye to Betta and gradually shrank.
Ten seconds later, his figure completely disappeared from the golden circular mirror.
Roland waved his arms at the sky too, before he put them down.
The round mirror disappeared, and so did the faintly discernible music.
The sky was back to normal, but the people who remembered Falken were still gathered in the backyard.
They didn't seem to have seen or sensed the anomaly just now.
The mountain breeze blew past. Even though it was a hot summer day, Roland still felt a little cold.
He suddenly realized that the inside story of this game world was much more complicated than he had imagined.
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