Son of the Tower

Chapter 516 Winter Battle ([-])
The Fort Carter Military Intelligence Bureau sorted out the new information and handed it over to Mars, including the specific information that some of the nobles of the four islands wanted to become gods—according to the information given by the former directors, Some nobles of the four islands are in the service of a higher being.

Prince?Mars was a little puzzled. He asked Chun, but Chun couldn't tell the reason—these named nobles belonged to different factions, and some of them even belonged to factions that had never interacted with each other. They joined hands?
In Tsubaki's view, this is absurd.Mars thought for a while, and finally decided to hand over this information to Meng Zou. He is now rooting the entire four-island network, hoping to find some clues.

Mr. Ishikawa and his wife seem to be staying here for a few days, and Mars has things to do in the tower and Scarano port, so he took the girls to Scarano port first. Of course, the most fundamental The reason was that Weiss and Lily of the Valley both felt it was too cold, and Tsubaki also felt a little uncomfortable—after all, she was a girl who was used to living in the tower.

Mars was about to leave, and the two sides didn't want to stop them—their contract, Mars, had memorized it. As a strategic envoy, once Mars took over, it was equivalent to Tainan taking over.

Because of this, neither side has to worry about any problems. As for the nobles, there is nothing to be afraid of. After all, the people of the four islands have begun to hate war, and they are very happy to hear that peace can be achieved.

On the night before leaving, Mars chatted with the secretary again. This old man, like the old secretary before him, was a kind old man. stone iron.

"You are leaving, my predecessor told me that you are trustworthy, not just because you are a child of the Tower."

"...I just don't want to see so much blood shed in this world, the tower kills, the other party deserves what they deserve, and the war will only bring endless pain to the innocent... I am really happy that you can reach a settlement, In this case, those nobles would have no reason to drop bombs on your heads." Mars said this, and looked at the blanket on the secretary's leg: "Your leg..."

"Back then, I had a fight with a noble young guard. The lunatic said that he must go home and marry his wife, but he refused to let go no matter what. Come up for a while." Speaking of this, the old man sighed in silence: "I found out later that he also came out of the tower, seven years later than me... The children of our four islands who went to the tower to study, a One after another, it is unavoidable to end up fighting for life... It's really a pity, I heard that his lover is still a beauty."

But the secretary still showed a glimmer of expectation: "With the reconciliation, there should be no such tragedy in the future. We people from the four islands can finally turn swords into plows."

"Sure." Mars nodded.

"Then it depends on you young people. Although I have a foundation, I failed a lot in the early years. In the future, I still need to rely on young people like you." The secretary said this, and glanced at the child who was making tea in the living room: "Origin Palace."

"Teacher, what do you want me to do?" The boy came over, full of curiosity with small antlers on his forehead.

"The teacher wants to recommend you to study in the tower." The secretary said.

"But teacher, you have limited mobility. I have been serving you all these years." The boy shook his head.

"Yuangong, you are talented, I want you to study in the tower, and come back to build the new four islands. The teacher is full of expectations and confidence in you." The old man's smile made the young man hesitate: "But you..."

"It's okay. Before you finish your studies, I will get used to taking care of myself. When you come back, I will arrange for you to go to the place where you need us most. Go and prepare your luggage. I will take you to the plane tomorrow."

"Then let me finish this pot of tea first." The boy said.

The old man nodded, and the teacher agreed with his apprentice's request.

"You value him very much." Mars looked at the boy.

"Yeah, I saw from him what I was like when I was a child, stubborn and direct." Speaking of which, the old man glanced at the tea on the table, and then looked at Mars: "Mars, you said you would guard It's hard-won peace, isn't it?"

"Yes, Mr. Secretary." Mars nodded.

"Okay, thank you." The secretary smiled and sent Mars away.

………………

When his apprentice left, a secretary operated a wheelchair and came to the wall of the living room. On this wall, there were dense photos. Since the four islands had Northernism, every secretary would leave their own on it. In this way, every secretary will no longer have a name, they only have the nickname of secretary.

I will be without me.

Every secretary must remember this dogma... It seems to be some kind of ritual of the Assassin Order.

Thinking of this, the old man turned his head and looked at the old man who was standing there at some unknown time: "Can you knock on the door and come in when you come next time?"

"In that case, your guard will ask me." The person who came was a young house elf. He sat down on the coffee table and poured out a small cup of tea from the boiled teapot: "You still haven't changed, After all these years, I still like to drink tea.”

"Because I don't have money, I can't afford drinks, mentor." The old man manipulated the wheelchair and came to the visitor with a smile and sighed.

"I know, so I have given you tea all these years." The house elf smiled and stretched out her hand, stroking the bald head of her old apprentice: "You are old, Zhengping."

"Natural people will always grow old, teacher, brother, they are all gone, brother and they are gone, I am too old to walk." The old man said here, feeling a little depressed: "Why are you here today. "

"You should know about that car, right?" The question raised by the house elf made the old man silent for a while, and finally he nodded vigorously: "Yes, I know."

"Why did you let it come over, Zhengping, you should know that if that thing blows up, the city will be polluted for a long time..." "But if we don't let it come over, our peace talks will become meaningless, Northernism and the royal family and nobles will never be able to understand each other, not 1 years ago, and not 1 years later, I have heard stories from the distant past from your mouth, and know what a temporary peace can bring Tragedy, no matter whether the nobles or the royal family, as long as they don't die, they will spread like cancer cells in the human body." Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were full of light, and he sat up straight and looked at his mentor: "This era is still too gentle to the enemy, but I know that hatred will make many atrocities sound grand."

"I never taught you that," his mentor sighed.

"Yes, you are still merciful. It is the teacher named history who taught us all this. Eleven people will wait for our end in this city. Our apprentices will leave tomorrow. All the students of the school Teachers and teachers will leave at the beginning of the winter camp held tomorrow, workers and peasants will leave because of the three-day journey of glory, and the only ones who die with this city are our generation.” The old man said here , looking at the mentor who walked towards the window: "I still failed to become the kind of good person you thought, mentor."

"...No, you will always be my good student. It is this world that made you what you are today. Even your smile is so scary..."

(End of this chapter)