The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 288: Perseverance is for hope

Shortly after Glyaznuha left.

It started to snow lightly in the sky.

As Melvin's territory was directly dissolved by Annan... the small barrier protecting this deep mountain has also collapsed.

In the past, this meant that the land had lost its protection. The mountains leveled by Annan will eventually be frozen and covered by this cursed snow. The wild animals that originally lived here will also be frozen to death and reincarnated into frost beasts.

But now, since the old grandmother has woken up...

The small thermal insulation barriers built in various residential areas finally lost their meaning at this moment.

Annan picked up the "Hand of Hope" on the ground.

It has lost its brilliance.

The golden hand with a dazzling rainbow light before has now become like a rusty, dull brass arm. It didn't look like a holy skeleton at all, but more like some old metal glove picked up from a garbage dump.

After leaving Gryaznoha, the "Hand of Hope" has completely lost its warmth.

Even when the snowflakes fell on it, they did not melt.

While Annan was watching the falling snowflakes.

The voice of the old grandmother also sounded behind Annan: "Gryaznuha actually knew a long time ago that he had been defeated."

"I just don't want to admit it yet, right."

As Annan spoke, he turned back to look at his grandmother and said softly: "Because he was unwilling."

"If you don't want to give in...what can you do."

The old grandmother sighed faintly: "But fortunately, he finally calmed down."

"...Is this considered calm?"

"For him, this means calmness. After all, he was also a former savior, and he also had passion and blessings from the gods... The [Hand of Hope] is not the only thing he has that can affect you. ."

The old grandmother cast her eyes on the golden hand in Annan's hand: "So I have always been here.

"I'm worried whether he will completely lose his mind."

This sounds a lot like protecting Annan.

But Annan just smiled: "You are protecting him."

"That's right."

The old grandmother nodded slowly: "He is also my child after all. He doesn't know, but I know... The heart of justice is the king of the holy bones. With a heart of justice, you, even the gods It can also be sanctioned - not to mention Glyaznuha, who has lacked talent since childhood."

"You clearly know that he lacks talent, so why did you lead him to this path?"

Annan asked rudely: "Saving the world... such a heavy burden will drive a person crazy if there is no hope."

"That's why we chose him."

The old grandmother replied: "Gryaznuha is not the smartest, nor the most powerful... He is far from 'excellent'. Even in the winters of the past, he can only be ranked among the best. to the upper middle level.

“But that plan is not to confront the worm head-on... If we cannot obtain a new crane, then the worm will be completely unable to fight against it. Because only the crane can kill the worm.

"From the very beginning, we were not looking for the 'best brave man', but the one with the least attachment to this world but the most hope... mortals with ambition and perseverance.

"What we want are escapees who will never look back even if the world is destroyed behind them; what we want are careless people who can cut off all old ties and have no nostalgia for the old world; What we want is a selfish person who has no love for this world and will never rebuild the old world civilization from another world.

"It's not that heroes have fallen into villains. It's that we have been looking for such villains from the very beginning - because not in all situations, heroes can represent the most hope."

The old grandmother whispered: "Sometimes, people don't want the arrival of heroes. Because heroes will raise unnecessary expectations for them...In the end, they will be even more disappointed.

"If there had never been hope - if he had never believed in hope, he would not be so tired of the darkness."

"That's because the hero is not strong enough."

Annan replied without hesitation: "That's because the forces are not united enough; that's because the world is not good enough and there is still room for optimization."

The corners of the old grandmother's mouth raised slightly.

She smiled slightly and reached out to hug Annan.

Maintaining the position of letting the child sit on her arms, she supported Annan's body with one hand so that he could hold her neck. The other hand gently stroked Annan's long hair.

"That is also very difficult, Annan."

The old grandmother softly narrated: "From ancient times to the present, there have been far more imperfect things than perfect things in this world...and these regrets and tragedies are all due to the inability of human beings to do so.

"What Gryaznuha said, 'lack of talent'. That's what it is.

"Only heroes in fairy tales are always invincible - always invincible. Because every time the hero defeats an enemy, he will come to a new world... He will encounter New, stronger, and more difficult enemies to defeat.

"One day, heroes will stop because of failure. Fairy tales may not always be false, they may just end sooner."

The old grandmother hugged Annan like a grandmother holding her grandchild.

She patted Annan on the back and whispered: "It's like in a certain story, the heroic knight saved the princess, but no one mentioned who the princess married afterwards; and in the story of the brave man defeating the devil, , nor does it tell what the brave did or what he faced after returning home.

"If we continue to extend the fairy tale backwards, all we will get is tragedy. The name of tragedy is 'life'.

"Can you really become a hero who never fails? Even if you can hear anyone calling you, you can also face and solve all the injustices in the world... But what is fair to some people is still unfair to others. .

"Are you going to be a judge, Annan? Are you going to use your 'fairness' to overwrite the world?"

"No."

Facing the old grandmother’s question, Annan shook his head: “If I said something like ‘I will definitely not fail’, it would be the frivolous words of a young man who has never seen failure.

"Alfonso and his successors have taught me this truth. True courage lies not in the absence of fear... but in the ability to face one's fears."

He said, looking at the golden prosthetic hand that was gradually lighting up.

Annan's voice gradually became softer: "I think [Hope] is probably what happened.

“It’s not about never failing and always winning, but it’s about always being able to get up again—getting up again even after failure.”

Without a doubt.

“Perseverance is for hope.

"——That is the heart of Sisyphus."

Annan gave his answer softly.

The next moment, the hand of hope bloomed again in Annan's hands——

"Very good."

The old grandmother nodded with satisfaction.

She put Annan down, glanced at the surrounding wasteland, and said, "Remember to clean this place before going back. ~IndoMTL.com~Clean?"

"Use the power of your elements to make this land grow plants again."

The old grandmother ordered in a tone of urging the children to do housework: "Don't you think it's ugly when it's so bare? And without the solidification of plants, it's a kind of damage to the land... You may not be able to see it now, but If enough time passes, it may turn into desert.

"This is common sense you should have when you reach the dyeing position: when your battles rewrite the surrounding landscape, you should find ways to change it back, or at least repair it. Because this world is shared by us, Naturally, there is also your share.

"Just like don't make your home too messy... don't let others clean it up for you. It's not decent. When you clean it up, I will go back and help you put on the hands of hope myself.

"Then, after you announce the beginning of spring in public - I will end the cold winter."

(End of this chapter)