Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

Even Wendy could not persuade them to risk their lives for freedom—

Even if there are people among them who are extremely dissatisfied with the status quo and hate the Great Guardian, they only need a spark to ignite, and quickly turn into a raging fire that burns to the upper levels, turning everything into something unrecognizable.

But to do so would simply be to artificially induce a chaotic internal conflict among humans.

Even if they win in the end, it will just be the people from the lower class driving out the people from the upper class.

But what did the people living in the upper layer actually do wrong?

They are also just lambs living in the present.

Even if the tyrant is hanged, people will still be trapped and unfree behind this huge wall.

The desperate situation facing Beloberg remains unchanged, which will only accelerate the process of destruction.

In order to truly resolve the crisis on this planet, it is necessary to contain, control, and even destroy the source of the disaster - the "star core".

So Wendy had a bold idea.

Although in the past, the power of "Barbatos" as a god did not only come from the Heart of God, he also had his own power.

But after a long period of wear and tear, this power has long become like a wisp of wind in the wind.

If he can possess a star core as the "Heart of God", can we infer that he will regain the power of the past, or even far exceed it?

At that time, it would not be impossible for him to blow away the wind and snow, split the mountains, and save the world?

Although this is somewhat in conflict with his lazy personality, even a bard would occasionally dream of becoming a hero!

However, before that, he needs to find the companions of the heroes, who occupy a large part of the pages of all the heroes' poems.

The best place to choose is naturally the underground fire.

Chapter 4 The Butterfly and the Poet

ground fire.

What is underground fire?

In Natasha's words, they are the Silver Mane Iron Guards from the lower zone, but compared to them, the Earth Fire is more humane.

In other words, this is actually an organization similar to a volunteer army organized by the people.

However, from a management perspective, relying on such a small group of non-professionals to manage such a large lower-level area is obviously beyond their capabilities.

Even now, the area that the underground fire can control is limited to Panyan Town and its surrounding mining areas.

This is already the limit of Dihuo. Insufficient personnel, lack of equipment, and distant and difficult-to-achieve goals have prevented this organization from continuing to grow.

In fact, from a more realistic perspective... even if the underground fire wants to expand further, it cannot support more resource consumption.

Even the core members cannot completely stop working. They still need to go down to the mines and dig for marrow regularly to maintain basic living expenses and organizational operations.

The "brave partner" that Wendy is looking for is one of the Dihuo, and can even be called an elite.

"Hey, Xier. You're here. It's a rare day off today. Why don't you go to the clinic and look through the comics you saved?"

He sat on a high platform made of crude machines, looking at the purple-haired girl who seemed to be in a daze below, and spoke in a leisurely tone.

"—You're back, street singer. My comics have already been borrowed by the kids."

Xier glanced back at him, with a hint of gloom still between her brows, but this gloom was not directed at the children, but at some difficult problems that she could not solve.

She looked around, then found a foothold and climbed onto the machine very nimbly. She then roughly pushed Wendy aside a little, leaving just enough space for her to sit down, and complained.

"Hey, singing boy. Let me ask you, do you think there's still hope for the lower classes?"

"Huh? Why are we suddenly discussing such a pessimistic topic? This isn't like the Xier I know."

Wendy could feel that this dashing and beautiful girl was in a confused period of her life, even though it came a little too early.

However, in the so-called lower class area, all it takes for children to grow into adulthood is one trip down into the mines, one fight for food, and one... lesson they will never forget.

"Stop talking nonsense. You've been to more places than me and read more books than me. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother asking you."

Xier snorted softly with some arrogance, but the look in her eyes was definitely not flattery.

It was a coincidence that she met Wendy.

She had just finished her patrol that day and saw Wendy being chased by a wanderer. Without thinking much, she helped him. However, she found that the guy had disappeared as soon as the fight was over.

At that time, she found it funny that this guy was timid, good-looking but useless, and didn't even dare to say a word of thanks. He was worthy of being from the upper class.

As a result, this guy actually brought a lot of good things to "reward" her the next day, saying that it was considered as protection money.

As a member of the Dihuo, Xier usually takes it as her responsibility to maintain order in Panyan Town, so she naturally would not accept it.

But what she didn't expect was that this guy would find her every now and then and give her some rare things from the lower area.

Sometimes it's food; sometimes it's fabric; sometimes it's comic books;

Although he often thought about drawing some comics to "sing" the stories in his mind on paper, he was always discouraged when he saw the prices of paper and brushes.

This guy is said to be stingy, but I have never seen him being stingy when it comes to treating children...

In this way, after a few interactions, Xier got to know this guy and gave him the nickname "the singing street singer".

After all, she had attended Wendy's residency more than once.

Even she had to admit that although Wendy's fighting ability was very weak and could be knocked down by any wanderer, his singing of hymns was better than the singing of the opera singers she and her boss had heard in the upper class area.

Wendy, who has the ability to thrive in the upper area, chooses to frequently come to the lower area to help others.

In her eyes, he was naturally a rare "intellectual" with a conscience.

Even though she seems to have had few days of schooling and can't even write well, it is precisely because she doesn't understand that she has a fear of the unknown.

Of course, I certainly don't have much fear of street singers, I just have respect for them. But only a little bit! Only the point where my thumb and index finger are almost touching.

"I see. To earn your trust, I guess I have to show some real skills!"

Wendy smiled cheerfully.

"Oh? What's your opinion?"

Xier was somewhat curious about him.

"In my opinion, there are many factors that influence the future of the Lower District, but the biggest one is undoubtedly the culprit that caused the Lower District to become like this."

"That great guardian..."

Xier's expression was somewhat hostile.

"No, or not entirely." Wendy shook her finger earnestly and confided, "She did make the decision to abandon the Lower District, but the real culprit that turned it into a wasteland was actually the endlessly spreading Rift."

"But even if we know that the problem is caused by the Rift, what can we do?"

Xier frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"We can't retaliate against the phenomenon, we can only retaliate against the people who actually caused the problem."

"That's a very Seele-esque answer!"

Wendy winked playfully.

"We really can't erase the phenomena we don't like, and we can feel resentment towards specific people. But we must remember that what we need to do is solve the problem, not just solve the person who caused the problem."

The two looked at each other, but Xier turned her face away first and spoke as if she was a little anxious.

"So what exactly do we do?"

"Well, to put it in a more literary way, it's - wait and hope."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xier stood up and strangled Wendy by the neck. Their faces were very close to each other, but there was no sense of ambiguity at all.

Xier's beautiful purple eyes were filled with shame and anger after being teased.

"You fool me?"

"Oh, I can't breathe! Let go and listen to me first. This is not a ladylike thing to do!"

Wendy said with a bitter face, clapping her hands.

This woman is too strong.

After glaring at Wendy a few times in annoyance, Xier relaxed a little, but still did not let him go.

I don’t know if this guy has greased his feet, but he runs faster than her. If you’re not careful, he will definitely escape.

In this case, it is hard to say whether she will want to bring up this issue again next time.

"Phew—I almost thought I wouldn't see the sun tomorrow."

Wendy, who was freed, gasped and pretended to be scared.

However, Xi'er just snorted and said with some teeth itching: "If you don't explain it clearly, you will never see the sunrise of Beloberg in your life!"

"Wow, don't say such horrible things with such a cute face!"

Wendy never doubted Xier's ability to act, so for the sake of his own integrity, he had to tell the truth.

"If you simply want the lower zone to reconnect with the upper zone, that's not a difficult task. But the important question is what the lower zone's future will be, isn't it?"

"you mean?"

"I mean, even if it means returning to Beloberg, so that the children can see the rising sun and everyone can have enough food to eat.

That also requires completing many preparatory projects first, such as the railway line that has been closed for a long time; regaining control of the lost living areas; and most importantly -"

Wendy looked at Xier, whose brain was gradually becoming insufficient, and smiled.

"How can we have the right to negotiate on an equal footing with the upper class, or rather, the dictator?"

"……right?"

"That's right. It wasn't obtained through plunder, but was given as a right."

Wendy explained softly to Xier who was completely stunned.

“The power of the Great Guardian was never gained through plunder, but was given by the people with their trust and ability to lead them out of adversity.

Just like Alisa Rand who protected Beloberg from the cold wave and was hailed by the people as the first Grand Guardian.

If you can achieve that, there will be hope for the lower classes. However, if you want to do more, and want greater freedom—

Xier, you need to be the one who truly triggers the miracle.

Only in this way can you fight against the Rift and break free from the fate that has been ordered to stop."

Chapter 5 Scarlet Rabbit

"Well--!"

Obviously, these words were very touching, so much so that even Wendy herself was surprised by the effect.

Xier no longer had the confused look she had before, instead she had an expression as firm as steel.

"Tell me how to trigger a miracle!"

"You seem to trust me a lot? Don't you think I'm just bragging?"

Wendy asked knowingly.

This made Xier let him go, punched his chest lightly, and said something a little embarrassedly.

"What are you talking about? Don't be so pretentious. What you said does make sense, and you've done a lot of things that benefited everyone before."

She scratched her slightly red cheek and her eyes were wandering.

"I'll trust you. To use the words of you upper class people, it's just reluctantly. Yes, reluctantly! Anyway, I'm just unhappy with the current situation in the lower class. If you really get cheated, the worst that can happen is that I'll beat you up."

"I see. It seems I'll have to keep working hard. Being trusted by an excellent companion like you is both stressful and a source of pride."

Wendy continued to look at her gently, and the girl was almost unable to control her expression. She had to purse her lips and force herself to speak.

"Okay, stop flattering me. I'll listen to you on this one for now! When you're ready to start, come to my tent and tell me, or have the boss, Natasha, or the others notify me, and I'll come find you later."

"No problem, I was just waiting for you to say that."