Who says the Magic Cyber ​​Police can't overthrow the Heavenly Gang?

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"Didn't you just wake up..."

Geeta muttered a helpless complaint, exchanged a glance with Snyder, patted Leafa's head, sighed, and looked past the burning torches at Latis, who was chatting with the Moth Warriors across from them.

"If only adventures could always be this heartwarming."

She listened intently to the adults' conversation, a slight smile appearing on her face.

……

"It is precisely because of our moth race's tolerance to the power of light that I did not lose myself in that noisy will of light, but instead used it to my advantage and borrowed its power."

The moth warrior, his eyes reflecting the firelight, rubbed his warm hands together and said with a smile:

"Although I don't know the specific uses of the Dream Nail to recover the power of light, I imagine it should be related to dreams. So, Messenger, I would like to ask you for a favor."

"Hmm? What is it?" Latis looked at the Moth Warrior curiously and smiled, "If it's within my power, I will definitely help."

"Is such that."

A hint of sorrow flashed in the eyes of the Moth Warrior, who said:

"I promised a lady that I would bring her a flower to the lake to pay respects to an elder, but I forgot where I put the flower. If you see that flower in my dream, please tell me its location so that I can complete this unfinished task."

Is this your reason for wandering around the lake?

Latis stroked his chin and asked:

"That sounds rather romantic."

"What kind of word is romance..." The Moth Warrior shook his head helplessly and said, "It's just that this is the level of commission I can handle. I'm not the kind of person who can do great things."

"ok, I get it."

Latis took out the Dream Nail, thought for a moment, and said:

“I don’t know what effect the power of the divine kingdom will have on your body, after all, you have coexisted with this power for a very long time, so…”

“It’s alright, don’t worry about me.” The Moth Warrior interrupted Latis, stirred the wood in the fire with his straight sword, then shook his head and said:

"After all, isn't this your mission?"

"Too."

Latis smiled, stood up, and swung the Dream Nail at the seated Moth Warrior.

The dazzling light engulfed the lakeshore where dreams and reality met, bringing Latis's consciousness back to the very beginning of the dream.

……

……

"I don't think I can do this... I simply can't handle a task of this level..."

The voice of the Moth Warrior rang in his ears. Latis rubbed his eyes, looked at his hands, and suddenly realized that he was wearing the clothing of the Moth Tribe. He was slightly startled and quickly looked around to confirm that he was indeed in the Moth Tribe.

A faint light flashed behind him. Latis turned around and saw that his teammates had all entered the dream. They nodded to each other and then looked at the scene in front of them again.

The somewhat green-looking moth warrior sat sighing on the steps, while behind him, the aged moth prophet spoke with a gentle smile:

"You are the strongest young man in the tribe. Who else is a suitable candidate for this warrior position besides you?"

"Your Excellency the Prophet, I already told you I can't do it."

The moth warrior said with a bitter face:

"I just happened to be born a little stronger, and I just happened to help solve a few minor problems. How did that make me the strongest? I've never traveled far since I was a child. If you let me travel, I might get lost for a hundred years!"

"No, I know. Only you will go the furthest." The Moth Prophet slowly sat down beside the Moth Warrior, glanced at Latis and the others watching from afar, smiled, waved, and called out:

“Come on, young man, tell me, should a powerful young man like it take up the best sword in the village and embark on its journey?”

"Ah I?"

Latis pointed to his nose, paused for a moment, hesitated, and then reluctantly walked up to the Moth Prophet. Looking at that familiar face, a wave of emotion washed over him. He sighed softly and looked at the Moth Warrior, saying:

"If it's that, it can definitely reach the deepest part of the earth."

Chapter 456 The End of the Journey

"Sigh, how did I become a fighter..."

The moth warrior, somewhat unaccustomed to the weight of the straight sword, swung it casually, but the sword's weight nearly knocked him over.

"Sigh..." It straightened up, glanced at the straight sword in its hand, sheathed it, and sighed, "I really am no good. Maybe I should resign from my post at the Prophet's behest..."

It lowered its head and paced back and forth for a few steps, then clutched its head in distress.

"But I've already agreed, it would be too embarrassing to go back on my word..."

Thinking of this, the Moth Warrior looked up and sighed deeply, then sat back down on the steps, muttering:

"Sigh, life is so hard, I just want to punch the world and blow it up..."

……

"Is the Moth Warrior really that kind of person?"

"I can understand. I want to slack off every day too, but the teacher won't let me. Whenever she has free time, she habitually sharpens all the weapons... It's terrifying..."

"But you're holding a whetstone in your hand, preparing to sharpen your sword..."

"W-What?! How did I become like this too! Teacher, you've ruined me!"

"Hehe, my master is very lazy, so I'm rarely too busy... It's just that my master said she would teach me the 'Slacking Off Technique,' but she's always slacking off whenever she has free time, so she hasn't taught me this magic yet..."

"...Isn't this also a way of upholding a belief..."

"So where do you think the flower the Moth Warriors are looking for is? It seems the Master is still seriously considering this question."

"It's hard to say... I feel that since Lord Latis and Leafa's master are partners, they might also be good at slacking off..."

"So that's why it's hard to explain?!"

"Actually, my grandmaster is much more reliable than my master! But I feel that flower shouldn't be here. Since it was a request that the Moth Warrior once accepted, it should be on the journey later..."

The girls whispered among themselves in the distance. Since there seemed to be nothing to do in this dream, they were happy to relax, stroll around the familiar yet strange moth tribe, and then squat in a corner to eat melon seeds. It was a rare opportunity to have such a chance.

Latis's ears twitched slightly. He glanced at the girls sitting on the second-floor platform eating snacks from the Moth Tribe, then turned back to the Moth Warrior who was still getting used to the weight of the straight sword, and couldn't help but scratch his head.

To be honest, he was also a little surprised by the Moth Warrior's appearance. After all, the monsters he had encountered along the way were all rather carefree, and it was rare to meet a monster like the Moth Warrior. To put it in more fashionable terms, it was a pure human, and sometimes even the kind that would be emo...

Latis stroked his chin and briefly summarized the current situation.

In his perception, this dream was at the very beginning of the Moth Warrior's memories, probably a dream that occurred when he was first invaded by the will of light. It was very distant and faint.

Following this dream, there seem to be a series of dreams. Perhaps due to the Moth Warrior's mastery of the power of light, the dreams are not confined to a single, repetitive timeframe, but continue indefinitely.

He retracted the Dream Nail into his body, but the faint heat reminded him that he could act at any time if he wanted to end this dream and reclaim the power of light.

However, Latis remembered that the Moth Warrior had entrusted him with finding clues about a certain flower. If he simply ended the dream so hastily, some clues might be lost.

Although he didn't think that clues to the Moth Fighter's later commissions would appear in such a distant period of time, he figured he might as well revisit the place since he was already there.

"at this point……"

After muttering to himself for a while, the Moth Warrior sighed, stood up, and looked up at the blazing holy fire.

Latis was immediately invigorated. Looking at the Moth Warrior's lion-like appearance, was he about to rise up?

The moth warrior slowly clenched his fist, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.

"It's come to this, let's go to sleep first."

As if relieved of some burden, it greeted Latis and the others with a smile, then hummed a little tune and walked up the stairs.

"……no?"

Latis's smile froze on his face. He instinctively stood up, grabbed at the air in front of him, and stood there dumbfounded.

The sound of girls' laughter came from behind me.

"The master seems to be stunned..."

"Hahaha, Lord Latis, so this day has come!"

"You guys are so mean, why are you all laughing at Grandmaster... Master, why are you laughing too!"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm laughing, haha, because I'm naturally a cheerful person, cough cough..."

"Captain, you've been working so hard, let's just pretend we didn't see anything..."

……

"Holy crap..."

Latis took a deep breath, glared at them, and followed them upstairs with her hands on her hips.

crunch--

The semi-circular wooden door slowly closed. Latis watched the moth warrior's figure disappear inside the door, then tiptoed forward, bent down slightly, placed his hand on the stone wall, and looked inside through the crack in the stone window.

"Sigh, why are there so many tasks to complete in this world? Can't I just be a shut-in for the rest of my life?"

The Moth Warrior looked at the Radiance poster on the wall, shook his head, and muttered, "Even legendary heroes have their downfalls... They stole our sacred fire, and the prophet even told us to forgive them..."

It crossed its arms and stared at the radiance in the poster for a long time, then reached out as if to tear the poster off, but hesitated at the last moment.

"We don't know the truth yet, we can't be blinded by appearances..." It muttered to itself as it withdrew its hand, shook its head and said, "Never mind, if we really have to embark on a journey later, we'll go find it and ask it what's going on."

"As for now..."

The moth warrior yawned, spread his arms, and collapsed onto the bed with a thud.

It tossed and turned for a moment, then suddenly sat up, took a small notebook from under the bed, flipped through a few pages, coughed lightly, and muttered:

"Let's try the airplane sleep aid method..."

After making this decision, the Moth Warrior chuckled and pulled the covers over himself, and the bed began to shake slightly.

……

"..."

Latis slapped his face, took a deep breath, slumped to the ground, and looked up at the ground, sighing in despair:

"Damn it, what a disaster..."