After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 394 The meaning of hard work

  Once upon a time, the gods... cast hope on the children. They put all their love and dreams on mortals, looking forward to what a beautiful future belongs to mortals.

   Then under such a dream and self-sacrifice, he turned his life into the final protection.

   "It's really touching..."

   "..."

   Regarding the words of the snake woman, Ira cast an inexplicable look at her, and he complained: "As a sealed chaos for the gods to sacrifice themselves... Is it really okay for you to say such a thing?"

   Yes, Ira is at it again...

After solving the three disasters, Ira came to see her again... This is also a helpless thing, after all, in a sense, the snake woman in front of me has always been very diligent in front of a [Goldfinger 】identity of.

   Really easy to use.

  Recently, he came over more and more frequently.

   "Ah? What's wrong... Do you already know the coordinates of Dragon World?"

The snake woman said so, she thought for a while, and said: "By the way, if you don't know what to call me, you can call me [Snake Slough], don't keep calling me [Snake Woman] in your heart... Although I don't really care either."

As far as Ira is concerned, he tentatively figured out the equation [I don’t really care = I care a little], while complaining that women are so troublesome, he nodded and changed his words: “I know, I know… um, [ Snake slough]?"

  Snake slough is the name of a traditional Chinese medicine. It roughly means...a layer of dry dead skin that the snake sheds when it changes its skin. What is the meaning of this name?

   "Don't think so much...it doesn't make any sense anyway~"

  Snake's daughter...Snake slough she brought up this topic again, and Ira had heard similar words the last time we met...Her tone seemed to indicate that the world was doomed.

"What exactly does that mean?"

Ira asked this, and he simply sat in this pure black space with Snake Slough... The purpose of his trip, besides getting the coordinates from the [Dragon Branch] of the World Tree, was mainly to get Ask the woman in front of you (Snake Slough) to get the truth.

  Regarding Ira’s question, the snake sitting on the chair stretched its legs, its slender, pure white and flawless calves swayed casually, and said casually: "Don't care too much...don't care too much..."

Speaking words that were completely incomprehensible, Snake Slough showed a helpless smile, gently sat upright, then gently hugged Ira from behind, and said: "The world itself may not want to […] Saved]..."

  Feeling the plumpness coming from behind, Ira, who had no charm in her heart, frowned, and complained: "Can't you make your words clearer? You mean... the world cannot escape destruction?"

   "..."

   "I guess..."

As Shexie said, she hugged Ira even tighter, and she said very simply: "Besides, we can't change it, after all, we can't stop the world itself... wanting to [save], and wanting to [stop] Suicide], these are two kinds of difficulty."

   Indeed, if you personify [the world], you can come to this conclusion after a little thought—if the world itself does not want to be saved, then neither can others.

   "..."

   "Then I'm still planting a fart?! Didn't I grow in vain?"

  Ira complained, but unexpectedly... He was not too depressed, but a kind of helplessness of "it really is", lingering in his heart, which made him sigh with emotion.

  In this world, there seem to be too many people looking for meaning... Maybe those who think outside the theory are the truth of the world, or maybe everything has no meaning at all.

   Obviously trying his best to make the world reproduce the greatness of the Federation, but in the end he failed to realize that there are enough differences between the world and the world itself to make his efforts come to naught.

   "Alas... speechless, is there really no way to keep the world from being destroyed?"

Looking at Ira who was asking with a sigh, Snake Slough didn't say anything, just rested her chin lightly on Ira's head, dawdled for a while, and said, "Probably not, but... the time you spent Everything is your treasure."

   "..."

   "Don't feed me chicken soup..."

  Ira said, he drove the snake slough away from his body, looked at the snake slough stretched back on the chair, he squinted his eyes, and said, "To be honest, I think you are a little familiar."

  The familiarity mentioned by Yila here naturally does not refer to the familiarity after traveling to this world... He always feels that the snake slough in front of him has some characteristics that make him feel more familiar.

  The movement of the other party stretching his waist...too familiar.

   "What what? Do you recognize me?"

  The snake slough who asked this question obviously also saw this, she smiled and waited for Ira's answer...

   "..."

  However, Yila remained silent. He twitched the corners of his mouth, got up and walked out of the World Tree. His voice sounded a little tearless: "I can't accept it...I am a cat pie, not a snake pie!"

   "..."

   "Puff~"

The snake slough, who was alone in the dark, laughed out loud, realizing that the keen Yila had recognized her, and because of Yila's reaction, she smiled happily: "Hahahaha Ha ha…"

   "Next time... Next time, Ira, you will definitely be able to do better! Next time, we will all have more experience, at least we will not choose such a world with little room for development~"

  ——The dividing line of the past——

   "Sigh~ I spent too many points... This month may be relatively tight."

  Ira, who took off her suit and hung it on a retro hanger beside her, sighed softly and said, picking up the puppet cat that had come over and brushing its fur.

   "Meow~"

  Facing such a meowing virtual cat, Yila smiled helplessly while throwing herself on the sofa...Most of her credits were spent on the cat.

  However, looking at the bowed and stretched Maomao... Ira thinks it's not a bad thing.

  …

  Even if the cat is just a virtual pet... In the federation where the retro trend is popular now, it is very simple for Ira to keep a natural pet, and the cost may be less.

  But cyber pets are not meaningless...at least not as people who advocate natural pets say, dead is dead, and passing is passing.

  Ira thought so, holding Simba in the posture of the Lion King, stretching her hand under Maomao's armpit, and picked up the puppet cat lying lazy beside her, her eyes facing each other.

"Meow?"

   "..."

  …

   Memories themselves are wonderful treasures.

  (end of this chapter)