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So-called violence is merely a fleeting glimpse of color used to embellish the other party, a manifestation of their will.
"Is this the hero and her companion?" The robot felt as if it had overloaded, its whole body warm.
As the three people and the machine walked along the road illuminated by the sunlight, the noisy sandstorm around them quieted down, and it seemed as if birds were chirping nearby.
When they arrived, the people on the garbage mountain also spotted them, especially a certain familiar robot.
"See, I told you it was a child." Jiang Kehan clearly wanted to put on a smile to comfort the robot, but the corners of her mouth kept turning down.
These are a group of children dressed in tattered clothes. You can tell they were originally very pretty, but covered in dust, they look like little lumps of coal.
And most obviously, they all had wounds on their arms, with new white flesh growing out.
She vaguely recalled Xiao Ting's expression when she first saw these mountains of garbage; it was depressed and somber.
Jiang Kehan, however, felt that her anger was like a runaway horse, seemingly defying her and saying, "What are you angry about?"
"Go burn all of this!" Then the proud horse suddenly plunged into the garbage mountain, as if to turn the flames into reality.
Yes... Jiang Kehan clenched her fists. She, Ya Rou, and Xiao Ting did not move. Only the robot could not wait and walked upwards.
"It's the robot leader!" the children cheered excitedly, then quickly ran to the robot and surrounded it.
"Commander, Commander! Where have you been all these years? We can't find you!" The children's dirty little hands pressed against the robot, their voices filled with undisguised worry.
"We thought you were just like the adults, lying in bed all day, being silly."
Looking at these smiling faces that would never fade from her memory, the robot suddenly felt like crying.
But it considered itself a heartless machine, so it could only smile and comfort them: "I just encountered a small problem, and I'll come back to you now that I've solved it."
"Did you miss me?" it asked cautiously, with an inexplicable sense of humility.
The children looked at each other and laughed: "Of course we want to! It's just that our leader cried, so embarrassing!"
A girl carefully took out a dark cloth that looked like it had been washed frequently and handed it to the robot.
"Commander, wipe it clean."
"I..." For a moment, the robot felt that its grievances were not grievances at all. It was actually very happy inside, but the screws in its eyes just kept falling.
Its persistence has never lost its value.
Chapter 230 A Fiery Sky
The robot was crying its eyes out, but Jiang Kehan went up to it, took a little girl's hand, and asked after a brief silence.
"Where are the adults?" She looked at the little girl in front of her, whose eyes seemed to be shining despite her dirtiness.
The little girl tilted her head and smiled, "What an adorable little bear!"
It was the first time she had ever seen such an adorable bear, and she couldn't resist wanting to pounce on it and hug Jiang Kehan.
But then she seemed to remember something, looked down at her dusty clothes, and naturally withdrew her outstretched hand.
A hint of heartache flashed in Jiang Kehan's eyes.
Looking at this group of children, she could only sense their precociousness and their optimism towards life.
But the children's current appearance is far from worthy of their pure and beautiful hearts.
“The adults are on the mountaintop, and we’re just about to go find some water,” the little girl said, her head bowed. She turned and pointed to the small wooden bucket above.
The small wooden bucket was very simple, even covered with splinters. Jiang Kehan could tell that it was made by the children themselves.
"You said the adults collapsed like idiots, and you've been taking care of them the whole time?" Jiang Kehan turned around and hugged the little girl tightly, letting the dust off the little girl fall onto herself.
If only the hardships they suffered could be distributed to me like dust… Jiang Kehan suddenly understood why the witch, despite possessing such great power, still grappled with civilization and order.
Because witches see the figures of those they cannot see, they care about more than just what is in front of them.
It is the eternal, unchanging smile.
The little girl was a bit flustered, seemingly concerned that the dust on her clothes might dirty Jiang Kehan. However, after sensing Jiang Kehan's concern, she gradually calmed down.
No matter what, she's just a child.
“Yes…” the little girl counted on her fingers, “It’s been three years already!”
Three years...
Jiang Kehan stared at the other person in disbelief, feeling a little breathless.
They've been living on this garbage dump for three years?!
You're relying on yourselves?!
Just because of those adults who are addicted to gambling?!
Jiang Kehan's only consolation is that this is a fairy tale, and children still have hope.
For example, the garbage mountain was actually cleaner than she thought, and there was even food in some places.
"Do you want to go take a look?" the little girl asked innocently, looking up. "We found a lot of food today!"
"Would you like to come and eat with us? It'll be like a get-together!" she said happily.
"I love having meals together, especially when my parents took me and my friends out!"
Jiang Kehan released her hand, gently wiped away the tears from the little girl's eyes, and nodded with a smile.
“I like it too, and I think your mother will like it too.”
"I forgot to tell you, I'm a hero, a hero who can save others, so everyone no longer has to live on this garbage mountain."
"You deserve a better future."
"Huh?" The little girl stared blankly at Jiang Kehan's face, suddenly feeling rain falling on her face, as if water droplets were falling from her eyes.
She seemed to be murmuring, saying incredulously, "Did you come to save us?"
“Hmm.” Jiang Kehan stood up, forced a smile, and turned to Xiao Ting and Ya Rou, saying, “It’s time for us to change all of this.”
Xiao Ting laughed. This was the first time Jiang Kehan had ever seen Xiao Ting laugh so easily and sincerely.
“Even if you don’t say it, I will change all of this.” She put her hands in her pockets and slowly walked upstairs.
"Damn it, don't ignore me!" Ya Rou stomped her foot angrily when she saw Xiao Ting's self-righteous attitude, and then followed her.
When she walked up to Jiang Kehan, she sighed helplessly, reached out her hand to Jiang Kehan, and gazed at Jiang Kehan intently.
“We are witches, so… come on, don’t keep the others waiting too long.”
Jiang Kehan took Ya Rou's hand and led the little girl along the road toward the top of the mountain.
The road to the top of the mountain is not long, but it is very steep.
But the children already knew the way well, leading Jiang Kehan and the others through various small holes, and soon they reached the top of the mountain.
It wasn't very spacious, but it was thoughtfully stuffed with lots of cotton cloth, and a simple roof was built with wooden planks.
"We're home!" The children put down their little wooden buckets and happily sat down with the robot.
"Commander, Commander, tell us your story!" They looked at the commander expectantly; clearly, in the children's eyes, the robot's figure had always been so majestic.
Jiang Kehan, meanwhile, led the little girl closer to the unconscious adults.
They looked like they were grinning foolishly, their eyes were vacant, and they were trembling uncontrollably.
Some older children stayed here, taking water from small wooden buckets and carefully feeding it to the adults.
"Is this how you've lived for three years?" Jiang Kehan asked softly.
"Yes, there wasn't this much trash here at first." The little girl gripped Jiang Kehan's hand tightly, clearly not as innocent as she seemed.
Life taught her to savor memories and to persevere.
"However, as we pick up more and more adults, the amount of trash also increases."
Jiang Kehan looked out over the casino. She knew that the garbage was actually squandered by these adults, while the children were like angels.
"Okay, I understand," Jiang Kehan said softly, covering the little girl's eyes.
"Close your eyes, there's a surprise waiting for you!"
Then, she stretched out her hand, and magic transformed into a gentle breeze that swept across the area.
The spells of the Suju faction act as a fulcrum, pulling adults out of illusory pleasure and drawing upon their cherished memories.
But Jiang Kehan's eyes also blazed with fire—an incessant, fiery flame!
Ya Rou used the magic of the Magic Weaving faction to control everyone, taking them with her as she floated up into the sky.
The witch's wrath is not so easily extinguished.
The arrogant, furious horse surged forth from his heart, roaring and thundering as it raised its hooves!
The flames started from there, and then turned all the mountains of garbage into a sea of fire.
"Kehan." Xiao Ting calmly watched this scene, then suddenly spoke softly to Jiang Kehan, who was burning in the flames.
"Do you know? Fire is the eternal color of war, but it belongs to those who are willing to step into war."
"But here, they just keep imposing tragedy on children who know nothing about war."
She looked up, somewhat moved.
"And so they fought against an invisible enemy amidst suffering." Xiao Ting paused, revealing overly turbulent emotions for the first time.
She took a deep breath and summoned the magic she had long since collected from other places, turning it into firewood!
"But no matter how brave or outstanding they are, they are not the reason for this senseless war to happen!"
The raging fire opened its arms, enveloping Xiao Ting and Jiang Kehan, along with the sky, in its embrace.
The sky seemed to have fallen into dusk, with only embers drifting in the air.
"Do you see those wounds?" Xiao Ting raised the Fiery Spear in her hand and slammed it into the ground.
"I know it all too well, it's the kind of wound you cut off yourself to feed others!"
"If it weren't for the so-called fairy tale, how could they have persevered until now!"
“They are not warriors, yet they transcend the warriors.” Xiao Ting’s expression vanished, her gaze turning somewhat gloomy.
"But I don't like it. As a madman on the battlefield, I really dislike seeing soldiers in places that aren't battlefields."
"If the war is allowed to spread beyond the battlefield, what is the meaning of a soldier like me?!"