Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

2The lead gray clouds obscured the sky, and snowflakes fell from the sky, fluttering in the wind. Some snowflakes fell on the branches on the side, some fell on the chopped tree stump, and more snowflakes covered the ground. The heavy snow fluttered, and the ground was instantly dyed in a layer of pure white.     3

    

However, this vast expanse of white land was not so clean.    

    

"Why is this... Hiss!"    

    

The pitch-black armor sat on a tree stump, flusteredly wiping away the water stains on its body.    

    

Du Kang did not expect it to snow when he went out. He thought it would be snowing. It was a sunny day today. He did not bring an umbrella when he went out, but after waiting for a while, he realized that it was not the case at all.    

    

The snow had indeed melted, and his body was covered in water.    

    

"He's retarded..."    

    

After roughly wiping away the water stains on the Armor Incarnation, Du Kang sighed helplessly.    

    

It would be very troublesome to repair such a high precision thing when it was submerged in water. It seemed like he had to pull the Armor Incarnation back to the factory to repair it when he returned this time.    

    

But it was still alright. It could still be used for a while.    

    

At least, he should be able to hold on until the end of this meeting.    

    

"Over here."    

    

Looking at the strong figure holding a bundle of leather in the distance, Du Kang raised his hand and called out to him.    

    

"Over here, over here."    

    

The strong woman in the bearskin cloak nodded and slowly walked over.    

    

"Mr. Gondor..."    

    

Letting Na look down at the bag in her hand, she still spoke.    

    

"I..."    

    

"Your vigilance is not good."    

    

Before Anna could finish, Du Kang shook his head.    

    

"No, no. Your alertness is too low now. How did I teach you then? On the battlefield often, there could be accidents at any time... Let me put it this way, what if I didn't throw this piece of leather, but hit you with a flintlock? Can you react?"    

    

" I... I'm sorry. "    

    

Letting Na lower her head in shame.    

    

As she had been busy with military affairs recently, she had long forgotten about the details of her life.    

    

"But then again..."    

    

Looking at Na's full-body armor and bearskin cloak, Du Kang scratched his head.    

    

"What's going on with you? Have you become a high-ranking official? Why don't you go back and see your mother?"    

    

"I..."    

    

Looking at the bag of skin in her hands, na's hands trembled slightly.    

    

"I don't have time."    

    

"No time? If you don't have time, just throw this thing into the river?"    

    

Du Kang sighed helplessly.    

    

"When your mother found out about this, she almost died of anger on the spot. It was only after I found the thing that she felt relieved. A bit... But speaking of which, are you going back or not? "    

    

"I..."    

    

Na took a deep breath and shook her head.    

    

"I'm not going back."    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Du Kang looked up in surprise.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Na nodded.    

    

"I have something to do, so I won't be going back."    

    

...    

    

A gentle breeze carried a few snowflakes as it passed between the two of them.    

    

Silence spread.    

    

...    

    

"What's the matter?"    

    

Du Kang raised his head.    

    

"Do you really know what you are doing right now?"    

    

"I know."    

    

Letting Na nod her head.    

    

"I'm saving France."    

    

"You..."    

    

Du Kang took a deep breath.    

    

"Are you sure you are not taking revenge?"    

    

"This is not contradictory."    

    

Letting Na gently shake her head.    

    

"Revenge and saving France are not conflicting. It is one thing in itself, so it can be carried out at the same time."    

    

Du Kang was completely speechless this time.    

    

He thought that his teaching could make Na have some lofty ideals or firm beliefs. Even if there were no two, at least she could get away from the whirlpool of hatred. However, what he did not expect was that Na's growth had already far exceeded his expectations.    

    

She had become a ferocious evil ghost that even he did not expect.    

    

He should have thought of this earlier, this child had never felt any burden when using others to achieve his goal.    

    

He should have thought of this earlier. The first solution to this child's problems had always been violence, not anything else.    

    

He should have thought of this long ago. If he allowed this child to seize even more power, it would only bring about an even greater disaster.    

    

He would rather let me betray the world.    

    

Her thoughts might be in a momentary state of chaos, but there would definitely not be any changes.    

    

This woman called Jean Na... From the bottom of her heart, she was born a fierce and ambitious person.    

    

Du Kang had just observed the army under Rena's command. Each of them had a neat military appearance, and they had their own imposing manner. Although they were still a little weak, compared to the French soldiers in the interior, they were still unknown how high they were. With such a large number of soldiers leading the army outside, this was the structure of a warlord. Not to mention that the Lord was weak and the officials were strong. It was likely that...    

    

However, na still did not take that step. Instead, she chose another path.    

    

The Hero of Sorrow would be questioned by his subordinates, but at the same time, it would completely ignite the ferocity of his subordinates. If the soldiers who followed Na previously were just colorful tigers that pretended to be real, then... Now, they had completely become fierce hungry wolves that chose to devour people. The more miserably Na was suppressed, the more they would feel that they were being treated unfairly. Faced with this kind of injustice that endangered their own lives, they had completely given up on using intimidation to force their enemies to retreat.    

    

They only wanted to kill.    

    

Only blood could calm them down.    

    

To be able to toy with all these soldiers with his own strength, this kind of ability to control the hearts of people...    

    

Du Kang already somewhat regretted teaching Na so many things.    

    

Although he knew that Na Lan's foundation in martial arts was not bad, he never knew that Na Lan would also be so talented in learning. This ability was no longer as simple as inference. It was as if she was born with knowledge.    

    

But now, this piece of raw jade had become like this. It had become the appearance of neither a human nor a ghost.    

    

And all of this was because of him.    

    

It could be said that he had personally created the present Ren Na.    

    

He had originally thought that he would be able to free Rena from the vortex of hatred, but he had personally released a true monster.    

    

"Child, don't be foolish."    

    

Du Kang's hand trembled slightly.    

    

"Think about your mother, think about your hometown. Go back. It's not too late to go back now. Or else... "    

    

" I'm not going back. "    

    

Na had a solemn expression on her face.    

    

"The British have not stopped their invasion. The soldiers must defend the frontlines. If the soldiers do not leave, I will not leave either. We must live and die with France! "    

    

" Hiss... "    

    

Du Kang was at a loss for words when he saw the serious look on Na Na's face.    

    

Was this for real? She actually played this trick with him?    

    

Everything was real, and everything was fake. This trick had been played by Nyarlathotep a long time ago, and now she was trying to put it on his head?    

    

"Come on."    

    

Du Kang waved his hand.    

    

"I'm leaving. See you again."    

    

Du Kang picked up the bag and headed north.    

    

He didn't even look back.