Roger didn't speak, but carefully looked at the expression on the Jackdaw Sword Master's face, and he shook his head a moment later.

"We are not the same, I know where you are from."

"I've been to that place!"

"I have seen the buildings there, there are many guardian spirits that have been blocked and suppressed in the tower, and the creature hovering at the top of the space!!"

"That dragon from the west."

What Roger said was obviously beyond the Jackdaw Sword Master's expectation, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

"You have been there."

The Jackdaw Sword Master sighed.

"I think you should be able to understand my feelings and thoughts better."

The words of the Jackdaw Sword Master made Roger a little confused, but he hadn't waited for him to question, "There is only us here, don't worry, your origin will not be known to others."

"My origin?" Roger smiled. To be honest, he doesn't even know where he came from now.

A civilized society with advanced technology, or a medieval monster full of chaos?

"Who are you?" Roger asked.

"Is it the kid who staggers in the snow, or the three-legged crow locked in a tower?"

"That silver dragon blocked many legendary guardian spirits to prevent practitioners in the perpetual life from entering a higher realm, thus affecting her recovery from her injuries."

"Is that right?"

"Recovering from the injury?" The Jackdaw Sword Master shook his head, "It's not just that, she obviously wants more!"

"The fifth level is no longer a pure accumulation of power. The development of an individual will eventually be restricted by the rules of the world. Only by escaping from the rules can it continue to evolve."

"What she wants is not only to recover from the injury, but also to complete the penetration of the entire rule of the world by devouring these legendary guardian spirits."

"At that time, even if she can't be above the rules, she can complete the transformation in this way and become more powerful!"

"Compared to looking for world fragments in other unknown worlds, this is obviously a safer approach."

"But the price is the disaster of all perpetual creatures!"

"I can't stand the result of being deprived, so I can only choose to escape, and then be born in the ordinary life, accumulate strength, and open a new chapter."

"I thought this was the end of the old and the beginning of a new one. As long as I hide it, she will never be able to find me."

"But I think you should know that feeling..."

"Getting rid of is only temporary. The stronger the strength, the closer this connection becomes. I finally understand that as part of the rules of the small world, I will never be able to get rid of that thing."

The voice of the Jackdaw Sword Master became unusually heavy.

"Even death!"

Roger's heart jumped.

"There is nowhere to escape, no resistance. Under the suppression of the rules of the world, the power I have now is already at the limit."

"But even if it is ten times stronger, my strength can't hurt her."

"This is the iron law."

"It's the suppression of us by the fifth-order transcendence!"

"Then there is the Spirit Sword Project."

"The original intention of this plan is because I need to forge a weapon, a weapon that can damage to Tier 5!"

There was a hint of surprise in Roger's eyes. He originally thought that the so-called Spirit Sword Project was an effort by the Jackdaw Sword Master to prolong his life, but now it seems that he clearly has a greater pursuit.

He wants to cut the dragon.

Only by killing that silver dragon can you completely get rid of the shackles on your body and gain true freedom.

With freedom, the rest is meaningful.

"I succeeded, but I also failed." Jackdaw Sword's main gaze dropped slightly, and the expression on his face returned to calm.

Roger knew the meaning of Jackdaw Sword Master’s words in a lot of moments.

He forged a sword that could hurt Tier 5, but he also needed a sword-bearer.

Obviously, Yata’s Kakuro was not the best candidate.

"As I approached the level of the Sword Master, I discovered the restrictions that hung over me. Since then, the Spirit Sword Plan has been implemented."

"In order to maximize the power of the spirit sword, I thought of the bloodline inheritance, so a celebrity was born."

"Unfortunately, I failed. The personality and aptitude of celebrities are not enough to give full play to my strength."

"He is victorious and has strong ambitions, but sadly, his strength cannot carry his ambitions."

"So, there is another angle."

"In terms of aptitude, Jianshi is much stronger than celebrities, but unfortunately, his disposition and will are not compatible with my kendo."

"He is a qualified tool man, but not a perfect sword holder."

Hearing this icy remark, Roger couldn't help but shudder.

These two people, one is the inheritor of his blood, the other is the inheritor of his power, and can be said to be the closest person to the Jackdaw Sword Master.

But no matter which one of them, their existence is just a tool for the Jackdaw Sword Master.

What made Roger feel even more strange was that in the Jackdaw Sword Master’s words, Roger couldn't feel any coldness. He was as hard as the ice on the cold river.

No, this man may have no emotions, he is just pure reason.

"The talent for building horns is outstanding. He will definitely become the sword master within 5 years, and at most 10 years, the ultimate sword master has a great possibility!"

Roger looked at the Jackdaw Sword Master, "Maybe you should give it a try. I think some of Yata's celebrities do exactly the same as you." He couldn't help but sneered.

"Different."

"I have done a similar test."

"The so-called sword bearers are not randomly selected. The similarity of power inheritance can greatly enhance the fit between the sword bearer and the weapon, but there is a more important point."

"Only after this test, the sword bearer is more than just a tool person."

"Remember everything you experienced before?"

The Jackdaw Sword Master asked suddenly.

"You mean those memories?"

"Yes, it's not just my memory, it's part of the choice."

"For so many years, I have screened many people for testing, but you are the only one who suits my heart best!"

The eyes of the Jackdaw Sword Master burst into a ball of light.

"Similar scenes have been experienced by Jianjiao and celebrities."

"I always think that a person's memory and experience will greatly influence his choice and judgment and even the way he will go in the future."

"Cruel and gentle, two different growth directions, I thought it would give birth to the personality consciousness I need."

"Unfortunately, without remembering emotions and energy, what a person carries in his soul is often more important."

Upon hearing this, Roger had a new understanding of what the Jackdaw Sword Master did.

The Yata celebrity Lu Ming is his son, but he did not recognize the identity of the Yata celebrity since he was a child. As the Yata celebrity grew up, there were only endless battles and killings.

This harsh environment tempered his will, but all of this was only deliberately done by the Jackdaw Sword Master.

It's like the owner is training a beast, sharpening its teeth and sharpening its claws.

This is really an ironic result. The Yata celebrities didn't know at first, but the Jackdaw Sword Master apparently didn't hide his identity from him.

In such a process, how could he not feel resentful?

But so what?

The existence of the Jackdaw Sword Master is like a mountain, and any struggle of the Yata celebrities is meaningless.

How about building a corner?

Obviously it was the failure of the Yata celebrity, which made the Jackdaw Sword Master choose another, more gentle way.

In the same growth environment as the Garden of Eden, with a simple growth track without struggle, he even concealed the true identity of Jian Jiao to improve his confidence and honor.

Then disguise yourself with the so-called fatherly love...

Roger shuddered at the thought of this.

Extremely cruel, extremely sensible.

Maybe occasionally he also showed his feelings, but more often, the ultimate reasoning still puts everything back on track.

"Don't look at me with that look."

"Trust me, you will make similar choices."

"We have the same origin, as long as the time is right, you will make the right choice."

"I said that although the time is short, you are the one that satisfies me the most among all my students."

The Jackdaw Sword Master waved his hand, and the afterimage of the memory appeared in front of him.

"Do you know how to get to know a person?"

He said to himself, "Look at how he chooses when he is weak and what he does when he is strong."

"that's enough."

Three identical scenes appeared before Roger's eyes.

Baixue, barren mountain hut.

With just a glance, Roger can distinguish the meaning of these three scenes.

That's the different choices made by his Yata celebrities and Jianjiao in the same memory fragment.

"How to choose when you are weak?"

Roger looked calm, and the different choices made by the three of them could indeed explain a lot of problems.

In the first scene, Yata celebrities.

He became very vigilant after regaining consciousness and realizing that he appeared on the snow.

Yata celebrities are very different from Roger.

After entering the corresponding memory fragments, their strength was not enough to resist the Jackdaw Sword Master, and they lost their own memory in this environment, leaving only the purest things in the depths of a person's consciousness.

That is a person's heart.

In the dim hut, when the woman called out the name of Granny Xue and told everyone the characteristics of the monster.

That thin figure became a life-saving straw for everyone.

Everyone's eyes are full of evil.

Then, Roger saw that the young man controlled by Yata's celebrity's subconscious was coldly shrinking in the corner of the room.

His silence changed the expressions of everyone.

Some people slowly approached and surrounded him, but at this moment, Higurashi also struggled to make a choice, came to the boy, and tremblingly said his own difficulties.

The boy raised his head and returned with a hearty smile.

"For your child?"

The boy looked around, "It seems that I have no other choice."

He stretched out his hand, "But I can't let me face the monster with my bare hands. I hope I will die with a little dignity."

The man looked guilty, and then handed out the hatchet in his hand, but before he could say a few words of relief, the next second, a sharp pain came from his waist and abdomen.

The thin boy was like a mad beast, roaring in his throat, "Want me to die?"

The strength in the body was rapidly losing, the man's burly body fell to the ground, a gap was opened in the abdomen, and the intestines and organs were squeezed out along the wound.

He struggled and just wanted to stand up, but there was a cry of exclamation behind him, and he turned his head abruptly, and he saw a scene of extreme horror.

The hungry wolf-like young man came to his wife's side. The cruelty in his eyes was chilling, and the few people who were close were chopped by the weapon in his hand.

The hatchet lay across the woman's neck, and the boy gave a cruel smile.

"You can't live!"

"Get out!" A lightly wiped the hatchet in her hand, a blood stain appeared on the woman's neck.

"I think you should know how to choose!"

The man covered the wound on his abdomen. He felt that he was getting weaker and weaker. He looked up and looked around. The others just shrank in the corner, but no one came forward to help.

There was a sorrow in his heart, he saw the panic and despair in his wife's eyes, then he staggered to his feet and slowly retreated to the door of the room.

"Let her go, I'll go out!!"

After speaking, he slammed the door open.

The wind and snow rolled into the wooden house, the door slammed shut, and soon there was a scream from outside, followed by a picky voice.

"It's dirty, his brain is muddy, I hate the smell!"

Everyone was horrified, but at this moment, the young man said nothing, just cast his eyes on the woman's abdomen.

Roger clenched his fists. The choices made by ordinary people were extremely disgusting, but what the Yata celebrities did...

The picture in front of him was broken, and Roger turned his head and looked to the other side. There was a choice to build a horn. Faced with the coercion of everyone, especially the begging of men, the horn was not compromised.

He fought **** reason and encouraged everyone to face the monster together, but he obviously underestimated the sinisterness of the human heart, where he didn't see it.

A villager stabbed a rusty pitchfork into his back.

Roger saw his uncooled body being thrown out of the house, and the monster's hair pierced his head like a straw.

Gudong Gudong.

The brain plasma is sucked dry.

It really fits everyone's personality, and Roger couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, the Jackdaw Sword Master suddenly said, "You come from another world, and I only later discovered that you have similar restrictions to mine."

"We are all detached from other worlds."

"I am going to defeat a dragon, how about you?"

"What is the thing that imprisons you?"

Roger's face was indifferent~lightnovelpub.net~, but a huge wave was set off in his heart.

"The same restrictions... Me and the Jackdaw Sword Master..."

Roger instantly thought of the hunter's cabin, and the rules and operating methods were beyond his comprehension.

If what the Jackdaw Sword Master said is true, and if he is also part of an escape from a world, then what is it to imprison his existence?

Sixth order, seventh order?

Roger suddenly felt like a man on his back, and it seemed that in an instant, the whole world was full of malice.

But at the moment he lost his mind, the Jackdaw Sword Master on the opposite side suddenly launched an attack.

"Let go of your consciousness and give me control of your body!"

"When I get rid of the limitation of that dragon, I can step to a higher peak, and even in the future, help you solve the thing that imprisons you."

"Let you gain true freedom!"