What Was Missing
Ultimately, Liadrin appeared, which didn't surprise Zul'ra. Besides Liadrin, Tae'thelan, Astalor, and the others were all technicians researching the Naaru; they had participated in the Sin'dorei's experiments on absorbing and using the Light the Light, inflicting harm and torment on the Naaru in the process. ♪🐠 Claw 🏆😾
Although they were unaware of the situation beforehand, what's done is done, and both Tae'thelan and Astalor felt guilty. Therefore, they dared not face the Naaru and instead chose to step forward with Liadrin had not participated in the experiment and had a strong sense of responsibility.
"Don't worry! Remember, try to relax and control yourself." Zul'ra had Liadrin sit on the round platform below Naaru, nodded slightly to her, then reached out and pressed her hand on her delicate forehead, and began to meditate while feeling her breathing.
Zul'ra used the Priest's technique to share his mind and quickly brought Liadrin into a meditative state, but unlike his direct entry into the microcosm, Liadrin encountered trouble.
Human thoughts are very subtle, but most of the time people are careless, so they cannot be aware of their own thoughts. Meditation is about taking control of one's thoughts and restraining them.
A Priest possesses the ability to remember everything he sees through spiritual meditation, allowing him to accurately grasp his memories. Zul'ra also uses this ability to recall his life before he transmigrated, down to the smallest detail, even remembering how many beatings he received as a child. As a result, he has mastered a large amount of plot knowledge, both rough and detailed.
Liadrin was a Priest before, but she wasn't good at meditation, and there was too much hidden in the depths of her mind. Zul'ra used mind sharing to guide her into meditation, and once her mind was refined, too many things surfaced.
The things people experience may fade with time, but they will never disappear. When Liadrin was young, her parents were killed by Trolls, and she was later adopted by Vondelor. Although she gained a prominent status, her carefree days did not last long. She experienced the First and Second World Wars, as well as the three wars when the the Scourge invaded Silvermoon City.
Those memories that had been gradually forgotten rose from her mind. When the meditation reached a certain point, Liadrin was almost heartbroken and just wanted to cry her heart out. And that wasn't all. Her feelings and sensations rushed into Zul'ra's mind, which shared her mind, and almost pulled him out of the meditation state.
Faced with the bewilderment of brutal war, the tragedy of the Scourge slaughtering one's kin, and the complexity of the Light, Zul'ra felt the emotions surging through his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but sting. Fortunately, his meditation practice had yielded considerable results.
Zul'ra stood firm in the face of those emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, letting them wash over her repeatedly, and capturing Liadrin's thoughts, leading her through those sad and complex emotions, into the subtle depths of her heart, until finally she felt a flash of light before her.
"We're here." As Zul'ra's voice came, Liadrin opened her eyes and found herself in a white world. Zul'ra, who had been pressing her forehead, was now standing beside her.
"Look." Zul'ra pointed ahead to Liadrin, Liadrin looked in that direction and saw M'uru standing there, seemingly at the center of a world of white light.
"You are Naaru..." Liadrin looked around, somewhat unable to believe where she was.
"This is the inner world. My name is M'uru, Sin'dorei." M'uru's body, which flickered like a chandelier, uttered these words. Although they were spoken, they were in essence a manifestation of the mind. In this inner world, verbal communication was a communication of thoughts.
"..." Liadrin looked at M'uru, who was speaking, and then looked at Zul'ra, somewhat at a loss.
"Yes." Zul'ra nodded to Liadrin, acknowledging only what M'uru said without going into details, simply leaving the conversation to Liadrin and M'uru.
"I sensed your sorrowful past within you." M'uru's body flickered.
"I'm sorry, M'uru." Liadrin looked at the quiet Zul'ra, then at the very gentle M'uru in front of her, and thought of what she and her people had done to M'uru. She couldn't help but feel guilty and stepped forward to apologize.
"I accept your apology." M'uru sensed the guilt in Liadrin's heart and chose to accept her apology directly.
"You..." Liadrin looked up in surprise. She hadn't expected that M'uru would forgive her so readily.
"I thought I had seen my destiny and that I could accept it calmly, but in reality I backed down." M'uru was a truly selfless man. He did not condemn the Sin'dorei's rudeness and barbarity, but instead blamed everything on himself. This was unreasonable, but it also made some sense. He was blind in the face of destiny, and hesitated when it came to Consecration and sacrifice.
"What?" Liadrin was a little confused, not understanding what M'uru meant.
"Let me explain! M'uru foresaw some aspects of the future, including the fact that he would be captured by you, but he believed he could save your race, so he chose to accept this fate. However, too many twists and turns occurred, ultimately leading to this situation, and he blames it all on himself."
Zul'ra explained to M'uru that, in his past mindset, M'uru's actions were utterly idiotic. However, based on his own actions, although he had some reservations, compared to the savagery of the Sin'dorei, Murru's selfless heart was admirable.
"He..." Liadrin listened to Zul'ra's words, stunned. M'uru foresaw his fate but didn't run away; instead, he chose to face it and prepared to redeem the Sin'dorei through Consecration. And what had the Sin'dorei done to him?
"I don't know how to say it. I didn't fulfill the destiny I saw, and, after Zul'ra's narration, I've also developed some doubts about my own actions." M'uru's spinning body flickered with light, and he began to have some self-doubt.
"What do you mean?" Liadrin, forgetting her initial shock and growing guilt, looked at Zul'ra with some surprise. What had this Trolls said to the Naaru that made him doubt her?
"In summary, this is a very profound question; our understanding of the Light differs." Zul'ra shrugged at Liadrin; explaining this matter was a bit troublesome.
"Theoretically, that's true. But for various reasons, I now believe I can find another way to save your race." M'uru blinked twice, confirming Zul'ra's words.
"Sin'dorei..." Liadrin opened her mouth slightly. When she first heard M'uru's words, she felt that M'uru's selfless Consecration was admirable. However, after exchanging a few more sentences, she suddenly remembered that M'uru wanted to redeem the Sin'dorei. But why did the Sin'dorei need redemption?
The Sin'dorei were indeed facing hardship, but Liadrin didn't believe it. Even though she had a vague premonition that the Sin'dorei might, or even were, on a dangerous path, she still didn't think her race needed M'uru's salvation. Yet, she couldn't understand why she felt respect for M'uru. What was it that the Sin'dorei lacked?
There was no more at night.