Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

The general plot of the third volume has actually been very clear for a long time, and a few readers have guessed it.

Of course, what we guessed was only part of the truth, not the whole truth.

As for what the truth is...please wait patiently. In short, I believe you will not be disappointed.

At the same time, I also noticed that some readers don’t like the sudden appearance of a priest born from a wish, but please believe me, I will not write a useless plot for no reason and drag out a few characters that are simply used to fill the word count.

Every plot, every character, and those seemingly insignificant descriptions and narrations actually have their uses.

As for the role of the priest...

Here is a small tip for you:

Priests are not born from a single desire.

And, maybe, the witch's gravity is not inferior to that of the hero.

The third volume is Diesel's story, and also the story of the witch recognizing herself.

OK, reminder completed.

Finally, on this New Year's Eve which is gradually becoming less and less festive and dull and tiring, I wish you all to eat delicious food, have fun, and find a girlfriend as cute as Lacie in the new year, or simply become a beautiful girl as cute as Lacie.

2024.2.9

Written on the way home

PS. There should be another update tonight.

Stupid

Look at the table of contents and flip forward. Two chapters of the extra story have been updated!

sleep!

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ask for leave

Actually, I have been wanting to update three times these past two days, but I am really not feeling well.

I went home for the New Year, and I caught a severe cold, had wisdom tooth inflammation, and was mentally weak.

Now I can only sleep four or five hours a day, and each sleep can only last two hours at most. I wake up and fall asleep again and again, and keep having all kinds of strange dreams. Today I woke up with a buzzing sound in my head, and I still have slight tinnitus until now. The symptoms only subsided after taking medicine

Plus, this volume is almost finished, two chapters of 6,000 words, but I have to type for six hours a day to ensure the quality, and I really can’t keep up with it.

I'll take a day off today! I'll see if I can update three times tomorrow, and try to write all the climaxes at once, and then go to the hospital to see a doctor.

that's it

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Asking for monthly ticket

Woo woo woo, I want a monthly ticket!

Just a few dozen monthly tickets away from being in the top five of the monthly ticket list

Please give me a monthly ticket, I will do anything (? ? ?? )

Today’s three updates are complete!

I feel much better now. I will work hard to update and make up for the overdue updates. Please support me with monthly tickets.

Please lend me all your strength (referring to monthly tickets)!

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Hello hello, I'm here to cause trouble again!

In fact, I hesitated whether to write something like end-of-volume remarks, but in the end I decided to share with you my subjective opinion as the author on the content of this volume.

uh-huh.

As you can see, the story about Diesel, about Longkin I and his eternal kingdom, has come to an end here.

As for whether there will be a follow-up...it will be kept secret for now.

If I were to evaluate it myself, I would probably give this volume around eight to nine out of ten.

After all, there are still some things that are not handled well, such as the witch's wish. Although it has almost achieved the expected effect in the end, the way of expression... at least judging from the comments and complaints seen in the background, it does not seem to be completely satisfactory. It seems that not all readers can accept and like the idea of ​​dividing it into two parts.

Or maybe it's just that I wrote it wrong?

Although I have tried my best to write, the more I write, the more I feel I am not up to the task. There are many great ideas in my mind, but it is often difficult to express them well when I put pen to paper.

My writing skills are still not strong enough.

The more I write, the more I feel this way.

Fortunately, I was able to tell the complete story in the end, which came to me on a whim.

A great emperor, and his eternal kingdom.

Several investigators, and their sacrifice.

A wishing machine, and the price of a wish.

The brave witch and the priest, the confessions of three "fakes" and the final "Now, we are accomplices."

There is also the setting of the false hero, which is related to the main storyline later and the most crucial one, with more than 400,000 words of foreshadowing.

Typing, so cool!

It can be said that I am very satisfied to be able to write such a story.

Thank you very much for your support and subscriptions, as well as your rewards and monthly tickets.

It is actually very difficult for plot writing to achieve very good results in the current Pineapple Bun.

You spend a lot of time and effort to come up with settings and plots, to tell stories, to create characters, but the final subscriptions may not be as good as writing something sweet, something erotic, or something that is popular with the audience.

But as expected, I still want to tell some stories seriously——

Some old-fashioned, simple, but touching stories.

Thank you for listening to my story.

thank you very much.

If you like this story, please leave a comment to share your thoughts, ask questions, and point out the shortcomings of this story!

Please!

Also, the customary session at the end of the volume where I ask for monthly tickets, rewards, and book reviews!

Please, I'm willing to do anything for these.jpg

By the way, the content of the next volume is...

Return to Lentiheim!

That’s it, as usual, I’ll take a break tonight and there will be two chapters updated tomorrow morning.

Love you guys!

Extra - making dumplings

Pangaea actually has its own New Year.

People need festivals to spice up their lives and to rest and recuperate. Therefore, as long as there is a complete calendar, there will generally be no lack of various festivals.

At the end of the old year and the beginning of the new year...whether they are humans, elves or dragons, they will stop what they are doing to welcome this hard-earned festival.

The same is true for Conker, the city of adventurers.

The streets were decorated with lights and crowded with people. Although there were not the loud drums and firecrackers that Lacie remembered, it was still very lively.

Adventurers from all countries and all races have brought the atmosphere of their hometown to the city: dances, fireworks, and majestic or gorgeous singing. Some adventurers with particularly good business acumen have even started pushing carts along the street to sell some exotic special foods.

Lacier, who had just joined the Brave Team for a year and a half, was humming a song, wrapped in a thick cloak, carrying a basket of vegetables, and walking through the crowded crowd, intending to go home.

Many adventurers noticed this popular pastor lady in Kangkel, so they took the initiative to greet her. Some adventurers who had been helped by her began to enthusiastically put things into her basket.

Snacks, cakes, meat pies, barbecue...even small gadgets such as hand puppets and rattles.

Originally, there were only a few vegetables in Lacie's basket, but when she left the crowd, the basket was already full. With her weak physique, she had to use both hands to carry it.

But even so, she was exhausted.

Fortunately, someone volunteered to help her carry the basket before she reached home.

It's Ciel.

He and she were the only two people in the brave team who did not go home for the holidays.

The warrior Joseph, the assassin Sire and the wizard Godot have all temporarily left the adventurer's city and will not return until the New Year.

Therefore, it is quite rare that the team of heroes now only has Rachel and Charles left.

The reason why Laciel didn't return to the White Tower or the Sea of ​​Forests was partly because Old Deng was busy and had no time to deal with her, and partly because...

"You guys, you won't be reduced to the point where you can't afford to eat again, right?"

Lacey asked with a look of disgust.

Apparently she hit the nail on the head, otherwise Charles, who was carrying the basket behind her, wouldn't have shown such a guilty expression.

Lacey felt helpless.

"I'm really impressed by you," she muttered softly, "How on earth can you be a hero and still not be able to afford food?"

The brave man has something to say now:

"In Conker City, there are still many adventurers who are poorly clothed and hungry, and cannot celebrate the festival happily..."

"So," Rachel interrupted him with a raised eyebrow, "you supported them like before, and then you became a penniless pauper who couldn't even afford dinner?"

She was menacing and quite majestic. Although she was a whole head shorter than Charles, she looked like Charles's nanny.

Plus, what she said was true, so Charles had no way of refutation. He could only scratch his head and smile at her foolishly.

It looked humble and pitiful, like a stupid dog that was abandoned by its owner and had nowhere to go so it wandered the streets.

Charles would often come to Lacie to eat with him in this manner.

Most of the time, it was because he overestimated his abilities and was so focused on helping others that he completely forgot about himself.

Whenever this happened, Lacele would always "accidentally" meet Charles, who looked like a scholar or a strong man, outside her house on time.

Today is no exception.

She was almost used to it... although it was not a good habit to develop it. No matter how much she told Charles that it was okay to help others, but he should not make himself unable to afford food... but before long, she would still run into Charles in the old place, smiling at her awkwardly but politely.

Originally she still had the energy to complain a few words, but after getting used to it, she simply chose to respect the fate of others.

Charles was so stupid, so why didn't she obey him?

But things are obviously different now.

As for the difference...