The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 237
Maremmare didn't expect Millicent to be able to turn against the general at all, and only reacted after listening to Millicent's teaching of the sun.

Of course, it was only at this time that she realized that she didn't listen to what Millicent said.

Although not listened to, Millicent's chanting of the sunshine is clearly heard, which is also the main content of the teaching.

The so-called teachings always rely on boring repetition to strengthen people's memory. They don't need to be understood, just accepted.

Maremare said: "Perhaps sickness and shadow are not our choices, but that is why we cannot choose health and light, growing up in such an environment, growing into such weak bodies... You know, in the dark After a long time, people's eyes can no longer accept the light."

"At the first moment, it will definitely feel glaring, and even burn your body." Millison said, "But after you get used to it, you will no longer be willing to return to the shadow of ignorance."

"Some people can only live in the shadows. The fate of executioners for generations, the inescapable chronic diseases, are like those children of evil omens. We were not born into this world voluntarily. Could it be that weak people like us Don't you deserve your own god? Why should the indifferent sun drive out our shadows?"

Millicent pursed her lips. Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't know what reason to use to persuade Maremare.

Maremare had expected this result.

A sick and weak city lord always has more time to think about these things than a healthy commoner, rooting poetic sorrow in his heart.

Under the protection of the exquisite nobleman's mask, the brewing words are naturally sharpened by maintenance, which is enough to defeat the opponent in the verbal battle.

Millicent continued to express her point of view, but she was refuted by Maremare. She stared at Maremare, her cheeks puffed up:
"Why do you fear the sun and prefer to hide in the shadows?"

Maremare said calmly:

"Because during the day everything is shrouded in terrible sunlight."

Millicent sat down in a muffled voice, chewing on the food that had been eroded and stiffened by the coldness of the City of Shade of the Sun:
"I don't agree with you. You haven't had corruption disease, and you don't know how terrible it is. It's different from ordinary diseases."

"But you are so beautiful because of corruption." Maremare admired the white spots on Millicent's face, "It's simply the most perfect decoration."

Millicent raised her head slightly, rolled her eyes and looked at Maremare.

She got up from her seat suddenly and rushed towards Maremare, pressing her forehead against Maremare's mask.

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Outside the gate of the city lord's hall, Wuming became nervous and muttered to himself:

"What's the matter? They won't fight, will they?"

Outside the hall, Wuming and Letina were sticking to the door at this time, listening to the movement inside with their ears open.

Letina was worried about Maremare, always worried that something would happen to Millicent if she was in the same room with this pervert.

Wuming was worried about Millicent, always worrying that Millicent would blow up Maremmare in seconds.

Wuming lamented: "Eat well, why talk about beliefs."

"What's wrong with talking about faith?" Letina asked.

"It's a shame." Wuming said, "Religion and politics, you should avoid talking about these things when you're on a blind date. If you don't agree, you won't like each other."

"Isn't that better." Letina said, "It's great that you Lei knows to retreat quickly."

"It's better to be like this." Wuming listened to the heated conversation in the room, "Unfortunately, when people are fiercely fighting for their beliefs, they may not know the true meaning of the teachings. , in the vast sea of ​​language to find the support to cling to."

"Please speak humanly," Letina said.

"Only faith, no intelligence." Wuming said.

"You mean Millicent?" Letina asked.

"Millison's understanding of the sun is indeed a little shallow."

"Is there any mistake, Mimi is defending your belief?"

Nameless sighed: "I'm not criticizing her either, I was more fanatical than her before. It's just that this kind of argument can only end in destroying one person. Destroy the other...or destroy yourself. Calm thinking is always possible after destruction At the beginning—although it is almost a detour that must be taken, it is really a waste of energy. The role of the teacher is to help future generations avoid detours."

Wuming scratched the wall: "What's more terrible is that if I destroy the other party, my business will be ruined."

Letina was a little annoyed when she saw that Wuming was still thinking about business.

Thinking that Millicent was still defending the teacher's belief inside, but the teacher outside only thought of Maremare, it was not worthwhile for Millicent.

"Can't you worry about your apprentice?" Letina said.

"Why am I worried about her?" Wuming said, "You underestimate the apprentice I teach, don't you?"

Wuming suddenly fell silent, and he realized that there had been no sound in the city lord's hall.

"What's the matter?" Wuming was nervous, "Will Millicent wipe the neck of Lord Mare?"

With a creak, the door of the Lord's Hall opened, and Millicent walked out.

Wuming almost fell into Millison's arms, got up quickly, and looked into the room.

Seeing that Maremare was still sitting there with complete parts, Wuming heaved a sigh of relief.

"How's the chat going?" Wuming asked Millicent.

"Not very pleasant." Millicent's words caused Wuming to go into cardiac arrest.

"However, City Lord Mare promised to accompany you to the camp for execution." Millicent said with a smile, "Please don't worry about this."

"Okay!" Wuming excitedly held Millicent's hand, "You can become a teacher now."

"I've already been a teacher, but now I'm just walking with my teacher." Millicent said, "When Maremmare leaves with you, we should go our separate ways. I can't convince the Lord of Mare, and this trip is just right. To prove your faith."

"Very good, goodbye, no delivery." Wuming shook Millicent's hand, then ran into the hall of the castellan to discuss the next step of cooperation with Maremare.

It's a pity that Wuming didn't want to send Millicent, but Maremare refused and insisted on going with her for a while.

Wuming had no choice but to agree to help prepare horses and carts, and prepare to leave Sunshade City after a day of repairs.

At night, Maremare returned to her room, holding the golden prosthetic arm and getting ready to go to bed.

Gewei was already waiting in his room.

Gewei's expression was not very friendly: "Master Mare, you shouldn't have discussed the issue of faith with Millicent so early, it would aggravate her resistance, it should be subtly changed."

"I'm sorry, I can't help it." Maremare said, "Seeing my goddess, I can't help but admire myself."

"The bugs can't help it, so she hates bugs very much now." Guwei said, "You'd better pretend to be persuaded, spreading beliefs doesn't take your troubles. Such fierce arguments may also destroy you For Millicent's favor, don't stop being interested in her before it's done—that's what you should do after you've got it."

Maremare said: "You don't have to worry about that. She is indeed the daughter of Lady Marenia, and her firm will is so similar. It's just that she is different from the quiet flowing water, and she has an extra sense of strength—— really Beautiful, she will be most beautiful when she is corrupt."

Seeing Maremare thinking like this, Guwei felt relieved:

"City Master, you'd better take advantage of Millicent and increase your favorability. I'll help you from other places."

"How to help?"

"Think of a way to weaken Wuming's influence on Millicent." Guwei said, "The unreasonable cooperation should end, let's start with Gayled."

Seeing Gewei leave, Maremare immediately went to bed and buried her under the quilt with her prosthetic hand.

He buried his mouth into the sleeve of the prosthetic hand like he was facing a tree hole:
"Pretend to be persuaded..."

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The next day, Maremare's carriage followed the unnamed Fallen Star Beast on the road.Before encountering a fork in the road, Millicent was still sitting on the back of the Fallen Star Beast, walking with the nameless Maremare.

Wuming was still a little bit afraid, and said to Millicon with empathy:
"You shouldn't have talked about those topics with Lord Mare."

"I just think that the Lord Marleth is not a bug, and he can be persuaded." Millicent said.

"Then have you convinced?" Wuming asked.

"At least he can't refute it." Millicent smiled.

"Great, what did you say in the end?"

Millicent said: "The Lord of Marais thinks that since you can't resist, you might as well enjoy it. Say I'm beautiful even if I'm corrupted, it's better to say that it's because of corruption that I live extraordinarily beautifully."

"What do you say?" Wuming asked.

"Isn't his statement very contradictory?" Millicent said, "He surrendered to the disease, but the reason why he fell in love with Marenia was because of Marenia's struggle against corruption."

Millison said: "The teachings of the sun tell the story of flames producing differences, and countless contradictions arise from this. Perhaps the same is true of the Lord of Mare. His belief is a wrong emotion produced in the midst of illness. In an unstable In the single-plank bridge, we are pulled by some small forces, causing us to make the opposite choice-this choice should be reversible."

Nameless said: "Your understanding of the sun is quite unique."

"During the leisure time in the caravan, I also had a lot of my own thoughts." Millicent said.

Millicent looked back at the carriage following the falling star beast, and knew that there was a pair of eyes staring at her.

Millison said: "Teacher, you are looking for cooperation with the Lord Mare because you are interested in his sculpture skills, right?"

"Yes, you have also seen that the people of gold are smelly and hard, and my original products can't meet their abnormal pursuit of shelf life." Wuming said, "Only sculptures that can be preserved for thousands of years can be sold. , to satisfy the people of gold's pursuit of stagnation."

"Yes, the sculpture is the amber of time, it freezes things at the most beautiful moment." Millison said, "Although the Lord Mare likes the beauty of corruption, he spares no effort to keep the sculpture of the goddess of corruption—— Dwelling brings precipitation, and precipitation leads to corruption. Could it be that he is staying 'stopping' and nostalgic for 'lingering'?"

Millicent concluded: "Neither the change of the waterfowl nor the reincarnation of corruption can explain his behavior, words and deeds contradict - he is still governed by the golden law."

Wuming was stunned when he heard that: "Is it really possible to become a teacher?"

"What does it mean to be able to become a teacher? Were you lying to me before?" Millicent pouted.

"What are you talking about?" Letina was stunned by the sound.

"It's nothing, it's just an unimportant matter like exploring the law." Wuming said, "But Millicent may have the potential to become a god-man."

"So powerful?" Letina was happy for Millicent, but expressed doubts about Wuming, "You, a businessman, can understand this? Gods and people are designated by two fingers, and only two fingers can designate a god and a person—the name of a god." candidate."

"Don't underestimate me, I'm not two fingers, but my two fingers are the roundworm in my stomach!" Wuming patted his chest, full of confidence.

"Shouldn't it be said that you are a roundworm in Two Fingers..."

"It's all the same." Wuming didn't care about these details, and laughed.

When he thought of going out to find the executioner, but had an unexpected harvest, and found the business route of Yatan, Wuming felt very happy in his heart.

At the intersection, they bid farewell to Millicent and the others, and Wuming took Maremare straight to the camp.

Wuming stood on the back of the falling star beast and called the employees over:
"Everyone come to meet City Lord Mare! This is the master, we have hope for future sales!"

Nameless pride:

"Come on, let that blood finger roll over, just in time to give the master sacrificial knife!"

After a while, a big ball was rolled over and stopped in front of Wuming and Maremare. The ball was made of worm silk and iron wire, wrapped tightly, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and only one head was exposed from the big ball.

It was a head with horns and a scaled face.

Maremare confirmed to Wuming:
"This is the person you want me to execute?"

"No."

Wuming gave an answer that surprised Maremare.

Maremare looked at Wuming in doubt, and Wuming stared at that head in surprise:

"Yura? How did you get in? Where's Eleonora?"

"Run away." Yura replied in a muffled voice, "then they stuffed me in."

"You let go?" Wuming asked.

"You think so too?"

"Otherwise we can't explain why they stuffed you in." Nameless said.

Yura sighed: "Patch thinks so, so I'm here now."

"So it's you?" Wuming confirmed.

"No." Yura said with a straight face.

"Then let it out." Wuming commanded, "What is this messing up, don't let our partners see the joke."

When the big ball was cut open and Yura was released, Patch and others also came over.

"How did you let him out?" Patch was dissatisfied.

"People said it wasn't him." Wuming said.

"You believe what he says?" Patch said. "I said he let it go."

"Obviously your words are not as reliable as Yula." Nameless said.

Patch was speechless, and then got angry:
"Do you know how dangerous and troublesome that blood finger is? He ran away!"

"I ran away, so what else can I do." Wuming said, "You should think this way, even if Yula really let go, we still have to keep Yula—the hostages were released on their own initiative, and we happened to be on good terms with the volcano. "

Wuming was neither in a hurry nor slow, and slowly began to understand the situation.

According to Patch, the ball was destroyed from the outside without triggering any traps.

　The various concepts in Black Soul are more abstract than this

　　
　
(End of this chapter)