Why it never ends

Chapter 109 Dagger and Sheath
The crowd who had been watching silently nearby finally couldn't sit still at this moment, and everyone gathered in exclamation, and someone shouted "cold water, get cold water!", and someone had already greeted Hesta and Valenti, asking Hurry up and come to your own shop—the burn is still very troublesome, no matter whether it hurts or not, you have to wash it with cold water first.

"I am fine."

Hesta held out his right arm so everyone could see that he was completely unhurt.After a brief moment of surprise, someone in the crowd finally realized that the tall black-haired man standing next to Miss Valenti might also be a mercury needle—it is not uncommon for anything to happen to a mercury needle.

When the crowd dispersed, Hesta finally handed back the wooden spoon-like key to the little girl.

Valenti also squatted down, and she recognized the thing in the little girl's hand at a glance, "Oh, the flagpole key... did you make a flagpole key?"

The little girl nodded.

Hesta looked at Valenti, "...is this really a key?"

"Well, it's a key from the Bronze Age. Later, because the anti-theft performance of this type of lock is not very good, it will no longer be used." Valenti explained with a smile, and she looked at the girl: "Where did you know the 'flagpole key'?" '? Did your parents teach you?"

The little girl shook her head, "From the book."

"That's great!" Valenti praised.

The little girl lowered her head shyly, then looked up at Hesta who was squatting beside her, "...can I touch your hand?"

"my hand?"

Hesta instinctively offered his human left hand.

"No, it's the right hand."

Seeing the little girl in front of him stroking his bionic prosthesis with novelty, Hesta was briefly distracted again.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered an action of Chiba many years ago - of course, she might have thought too much, but what happened at this moment made her hold her breath.

Everything seems to be the intertextuality of fate.

After parting with the little girl, Hesta was thinking about what happened just now along the way. She thought of many distant pasts, and remembered the fear of everyone and everything when she first entered the base many years ago—but when she stood Looking back at the past now, she couldn't recall the specific feeling at that time.

The little girl in my memory who is always trembling with everything seems to be another person. She has gone too far, but if she has the chance, she really wants to turn around and hug herself back then.

"Eureka?" Valenti's voice once again awakened Hesta from the memory, "What are you thinking, so happy?"

Hesta looked at her suddenly, "I don't have one."

"Why not, you've been laughing from just now to now—it's really rare for you to be in such a state, what are you thinking?"

"Really?" Hesta was a little surprised. She looked up at the golden street tree above her head, snorted happily, and moved her arms.

"I was just thinking that the bionic arm is really convenient. In daily use, it can feel touch, pain, cold and heat just like a normal arm... But when these sensations break through a threshold, its receptors will automatically lock again, Shield the excess pain, so that even if the arm is suddenly broken, it will not affect your own state because of the pain-this is really much better than the original arm.”

Valenti smiled and looked at Hesta who was in high spirits, and stepped forward to hold her right arm.

The two were walking in the bright orange street, and whenever the wind blew from behind them, there would be countless fallen leaves of sycamore trees chasing them and walking forward together.

Hesta hadn't been so relaxed like today for a long time. She was immersed in a kind of tender mood, and suddenly remembered the mother and daughter that she had seen on the "White Steamship" a long time ago.

It is true that Miss Chiba was right when she said that after becoming Mercury Needle, it is best to completely let go of the fantasy of becoming an ordinary person.However, if she doesn't think about the future and the past, but just concentrates on the present, when she sits in a restaurant with bright and clean windows and dines with Miss Valenti, how is she different from other diners in this restaurant.

Hesta suddenly had a strange feeling, as if one of herself was sitting at the table chatting with Valenti, while the other was like a gust of wind, a cloud of fog, she rose slowly, and her eyes swept over the whole place. The restaurants in the room, sweeping to the further streets, and even the entire Nia province and the third district.

When she stood in front of the world map and marveled at the vastness of the world, now her footsteps are both in the livable land and on the wasteland.She passed by the cold and solemn church spire, the dark and damp corner of the deep alley, the continuous rainy rocky coast, the rugged mountains and rivers...

Although AHgAs has always bound her with countless rules, what kind of life is closer to freedom than other people living in a habitable place?

Hesta couldn't give an answer either.

"Let's go." Valenti settled the bill, and she tapped Hesta's head lightly, "What's the matter with you today, I've been deserting when I'm talking to you."

"Oh, sorry." Hesta touched his forehead, "What did you just say?"

"Let me tell you, did you ever hear Wei Chuyun's love story when you were a child?" Valenti waved the two tickets in his hand, "We are going to watch this drama tonight, "The Dagger and the Sheath."

The name flashed across Hesta's heart like a bolt of lightning.

"...I haven't." Hesta replied in a low voice.

Valenti is still looking at the show information on the ticket.

"What's the heroine's name... Oh, Volva." Valenti said softly, "I remember that Wei Chuyun was a businessman who was active in the fourteenth district in the middle of the Bronze Age. Volva... seems to be Hess at that time. A princess from the Ta clan? I'm not sure...you really haven't heard of it? I thought you would be very interested in it."

Valenti lowered her voice and moved closer to Hesta, "Because the heroine is also red-haired like you—"

"No."

Valenti was a little surprised. It is said that this story should be very famous among the Hesta people.

But she thought about it, and smiled, "Yes, after all, you have been in the third district."

She put the ticket on Hesta's desk, "Here, take your ticket."

……

Standing in front of the central theater in the province of Niah, Hesta stopped again. She raised her head and saw the huge poster of "Dagger and Sheath" in front of her.

The main color of the poster is silver and white—after all, this story takes place in the snowy field in the north of District [-].

At the top of the screen, a man is staring ahead in the wind and snow. He has sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, and his white hair is whiter than the snow.In his arms, a woman is looking up at him with gentle eyes, clinging to him, that is the heroine of this musical, Volva.

Her long hair is like burning vines, curly and curly, winding like a river, becoming a touch of bright red in the painting.

Below the busts of the two men is an unsheathed dagger.

Hesta had heard the name of this musical for a long time, but she always avoided it subconsciously, and didn't want to know what the story was at all.

"Eureka!" Miss Valenti waved to her in the distance, "Come on! We're going in!"

Hesta took one last look at the woman on the poster.

In the past, she might have turned around and left, but at this moment, she suddenly had the urge to face it directly.

Maybe it's because everything in the past has been flashing back since the afternoon.

This made her faintly feel that maybe today is a special day.

Maybe when she walks in, she will find that the stories she didn't want to hear or dare to hear in the past are nothing to her now.

(End of this chapter)