Longmen Memoirs

"Like you, I also hope to win this war, not for Sarkaz or Kazdaele, just for victory, nothing more, and I can give any order for this."

"If Theresia knew you did this..."

"You can go and tell her everything I did, Doctor," said the Doctor.

"Oh, you know Theresa can't leave your advice now. After all, she has always trusted you so much." Kelsey looked at the doctor gloomily.

"Are you going to help me hide it?"

"Huh... I just hope I didn't do anything wrong. If I find out that you have done anything detrimental to Theresia, you know what I will do."

"Thank you for your kindness, I'll keep an eye out."

Kelsey turned around and left, and the doctor watched her figure walk away. Under the bright sunshine outside the window, he remembered the conversation he had with someone that night.

"I'll wait for you to come back." He whispered to himself.

Ugly monster, you look hideous, no one likes you, but you can always find similar ones.

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June [-]

Londinium

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Mr. Chen has no consciousness of being a spy. Thinking about his life in the past 20 years, he has been an experimental subject, a murderer, a kidnapper, a thug, a mercenary, and even a beggar for a period of time. He has done many jobs, but I have never been a spy or spy.

He has not experienced relevant training in this area. After all, he does not even have formal schooling experience, but he has learned how to kill people a long time ago.

When it comes to killing, it is actually a technical job. After all, most of the people he meets will not stand there and let you kill him. They may be a little disgusted at first, but after doing it many times and gradually becoming numb, it will be difficult for them to feel the urge to kill. Anything that can be called an emotion.

He really didn't look like a good person, but fortunately, no one stipulated that bad guys must die, so he lingered for many years and lived until now.

Sometimes he may even forget that, normally speaking, he is just 20 years old this year. What do people of this age usually do? Maybe most of them are like the Lentini that Mr. Chen saw on the benches on the street. Like young people, they go to school, fall in love, and imagine their future life.

Of course Mr. Chen is also a little envious, but other than envy, he has no extra emotions. He just feels funny. Just like the bright sky today, maybe there will be a light rain in the afternoon. Everyone has their own way of living. In this world, sometimes you have a choice, and sometimes you have no choice.

The three best words in life: reunion after a long absence, lost and found, false alarm, but there is no one word called starting over.

It's easy to start from the beginning, but how difficult it is to start again.

How difficult it is to do it again. No one can do it again. Mr. Chen can choose a new life, but there are no people in that life that he has deeply remembered. That kind of life, that kind of life. What does the beginning mean to him.

In fact, he already felt that he had been tricked by the doctor. Now that he thought about it, if the Tower of Babel was really connected to the Aslans, why would he have to go all the way to Londinium to bring the Aslan away? Let's go.

Would Aslan's people be willing to have Kazdare's forces take away their important people?

There is no need to do it multiple times.

But he didn't have much resentment in his heart, and he had no intention of returning home. He really didn't know what the doctor had planned, but what he knew was that Aslan did have a profound impact on the battle situation in Kazdaele, and that was all. That's enough. Then he can casually walk around Londinium and bring that useless Aslan back to Kazdaele, and his mission will be over.

He didn't know how far Kazdale's battle was going, but he also knew very well that even one more person couldn't change the entire battle situation, but Aslan could, and Victoria could too.

The outcome of a battle is not just a matter of changes on the battlefield.

Chen Mo officially had a job and a new identity here, changing from an inbound tourist to a local resident. In addition, the Tower of Babel's intelligence network did not provide him with anything more. Perhaps their capabilities were limited, and Maybe it's not the right time.

There is not even a trace of news about the so-called Aslans.

Few people know what the field commanders at the Tower of Babel were thinking.

In this way, he became the administrator of a small suburban warehouse of a company affiliated to the SWIRE Group. He was the only one in the entire warehouse, and his monthly salary was basically enough to maintain food and clothing.

Just like a long time ago, he seemed to have no connection with money at the beginning.

Whether it was at Black Steel or later, the money would always disappear once it was in hand, dooming him to a life of poverty.

Chen Mo is very satisfied with his current life. He occasionally walks on the streets and doesn't buy anything. He just takes a look at this brand new city and chats with a certain Londinium man in a tavern.

There was nothing wrong with his Colombian speaking.

It felt good, and it really felt like a person who came to travel. Chen Mo had no objection to this. On the contrary, he quite liked his current life, as if he had immediately lived his retirement life after decades.

She used to be quite envious of Foxhound, but now she is just the opposite. Chen Mo is living her life.

The city of Londinium was quiet, as if there was no difference. Compared with the information obtained from Chen Mo's information, there was no difference here. People living in Victoria still don't know what happened in the upper levels. They also seemed to have deliberately blocked it. The news came out, and not a single rumor came out.

Chen Mo didn't deliberately make any preparations until the signal from the Tower of Babel was finally delivered.

He is a person with impure intentions, but he still remembers the way he met Aslan that day.

It can be considered a joke made by fate, but Chen Mo doesn't like this kind of joke very much now.

Just like he once thought Tallulah was Vaifan, he was once curious about the difference between Tallulah and Chen, but later he was relieved when he thought that they were not real sisters.

As a result, many things happened that he did not expect, and things were unpredictable.

Londinium, just like the Dragon Gate in the past, also has a variety of complex forces, among which the endless emergence of gangs is a major feature.

Big or small, anyone who takes out a fruit knife on the street can be regarded as a gangster in the eyes of ordinary people.

The security situation in Morton District is not very good. After all, it is located on the edge of the city and is part of the downtown area.

Kazdaele was destroyed by fire three times. It was rebuilt several times, with thousands of new blood and royal courts entrenched. However, the previous residents have turned into ashes and gone with the wind. Only a few people can remember the history of countless betrayals. .

They are called demons.

They believed in those promises so much until betrayal came, which was an unforeseen disaster.

Therefore, there is a reason for Sakaz to distrust outsiders. Sakaz’s current situation is not entirely caused by Sakaz himself, so the difference between Traces and Theresia comes from this.

Theresia is still willing to try and choose to trust, but the elders of the Senate and the Conquering Council have given up on this ridiculous delusion.

It took a long time for Chen Mo to understand this past incident and realize that Theresia and Kelsey did not have much hatred in their words when mentioning Tracy.

He is undoubtedly a general who loves Sakaz deeply, but he is not as kind and generous as Theresia. His love was betrayed and taught a lesson, and he also has reasons to resist the lies that have been continued for many years by outsiders, which makes Sakaz Kaz was left bloody and in ruins.

Theresia, Theresia once had a chance to turn the tide, had a chance to lead Sarkaz to break through the cages and shackles of generations, but she surrendered and betrayed Sarkaz and Kazdel.

The war allowed her to recognize herself, and the war also allowed many people to recognize Sakaz and their respective identities.

They inevitably had differences. Theresa believed that Sakaz should not be Sakaz in the eyes of people, and in the eyes of Trasis, since they were already regarded as Sakaz who had done many evil things, why bother to go there again? If you don't care about their perspective, why bother seeking their understanding.

Weak Theresia, a weak and kind lord.

They are both right, they are all obsessed with the continuation and revival of Sakaz, but their ideas are contradictory, and the result of running counter to each other will eventually require someone to fall, so that Kazdaele can only have one flag.

So Victoria became the key to this war. Perhaps in the eyes of Trasisi, he was surprised by the actions of the Eastern Front Council and Theresia's transformation, but now everything is irreversible, without that ruler She would be so cowardly and naive that she would break the established fact and leave it to others, even if she was Theresa.

Babel's eyeliners who stayed in Londinium had no more to do. In fact, Chen Mo could also figure out that Babel was now unable to do anything, and the unstable alliance had already made them miserable. How could they easily reach out? Londinium, not to mention trying to control the turbulent situation in Londinium.

Chen Mo can probably imagine that in the doctor's so-called plan that can be called a lie, his existence may one day become a pawn to remind Aslan and disrupt Tracy's original plan in Victoria. As long as he comes into contact That Aslan, the people of the Aslan faction will turn their attention to him.

But he still came, just for the discussion the doctor had with him. Londinium would be the first test on their road.

Just like the spy from the Tower of Babel who came to deliver the message, perhaps they were prepared to sacrifice early in the morning.

Nothing is inexplicable, especially for the spies and spies lurking outside, who were probably instilled with this concept when they were in office.

Chen Mo had no unnecessary thoughts, nor did he have too much contact with the secret agents of the Tower of Babel. He was not even in a hurry to contact Longmen. For him, he and Wei Yanwu had already broken up with each other, and there was no more unnecessary grudges.

Wei Yanwu doesn't deserve to mention his parents' names and deeds, but he himself doesn't deserve to mention them either. But if it comes time to contact Longmen, he won't care about the so-called face. He has a way to draw Longmen into this battle. , even if it only relies on the so-called Drak and Dragon Gate story of the Rat King.

Chen Mo didn't believe that Wei Yanwu would really remain indifferent.

It's just a little bit of face. Over the years, Mr. Chen has done quite a lot of shameless things.

Perhaps what Chen Mo didn't know was that what he was thinking about had already been done for him by someone in the Tower of Babel. The doctor was one of the people who knew him well and was one of the few people he could call a "friend". Even though this friend was extremely dangerous, You may even be sold out one day.

After being the leader of the court in those days, perhaps Chen Mo's inner concepts of good and evil have already changed. Perhaps he has become a person who does everything he can and doesn't care about the so-called right or wrong, nor does he care about good and evil. .

When he has a goal, he will do whatever it takes to achieve it.

Just like Aslan, whom he has yet to meet, everyone is a chess piece in the overall situation. The direction of each chess piece is related to the victory of this part of the battle. The movements of each chess piece entering the game are connected in series. Finally, it is enough to shake the outcome of the chess game.

He was also one of them, an inconspicuous chess piece that was thrown into Londinium.

June [-]

Morning, sunny

Londinium clear sky.

That Aslan was wandering the streets of Londinium with nothing to do. After leaving her familiar residence, she didn't even know where she should go. She could only wander in the streets and alleys of the city. She didn't stop, so why not She said she didn't know when to stop.

She was extremely familiar with the word Londinium, but this was the first time in her life that she had really gone deep into it, into the corners of the city and fallen into this ordinary life.

Walking was the only way she could think of to dilute her confusion, and use the novelty she saw to make up for her inner melancholy. She couldn't stop, and she didn't even know that she would be there when the sun set over the mountain. Where to rest.

Whether there is a bright and warm fireplace, whether there is delicious and shocking food, and whether there is a house where she can take a break.

she does not know. [{

All she knew was that she was hungry.

A rare feeling in life, just like this rare bad mood now, made her at a loss.

In fact, most of the so-called chance encounters in life are man-made. At least for Chen Mo, the chance encounter with Aslan was considered man-made, and half of it was considered a chance encounter, because he hadn't had time to come to her yet.

Babel's contact number came suddenly, as if they had confirmed the target's location.

Chen Mo, who was carrying a shopping bag, was surrounded by a few hippies in strange clothes. The security in Morton District was not very good. It was located on the edge of the city and was also home to warehouses.

Just when Chen Mo was thinking about whether to put down the phone and let the "social youths" in front of him feel the beating from the righteous people, his wish came to nothing.

Before he put down his shopping bag, the one who was shouting the most proudly in front of him was grabbed by the back collar and pushed to the ground. In the following few seconds, the simple scene showed a decisive and ruthless attack without any hesitation, and the consequences were These are the few people who are now wailing on the ground and getting up and running away hastily.

Every one of her movements and grappling movements are as precise and rigid as those taught in textbooks, and her physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people. Without certain professional training, she will never be able to reach this level.

It was obvious that the person in front of him had received professional training in this area.

She clapped her hands neatly, as if she had done a trivial thing.

He is tall, wearing denim hot pants and a red jacket, with a white T-shirt underneath. He looks handsome, with long golden hair like a lion's mane, which is a bit messy, tied into a neat ponytail, and ears on the top of his head. Moved slightly.

"Thank you." Chen Mo hesitated for a few seconds and said.

Seeing her heroic deeds, he almost changed his persona to an ordinary working man within a few seconds. After all, he had to find a way to kidnap Aslan.

"Thank you for your effort."

She turned her head, her eyes fell on Chen Mo, and then turned to the ingredients in his hand.

"I helped you..."

She wanted to say something, but in the end she just looked at the ingredients at Chen Mo's hand and said this.

"Ah, thanks."

"I helped you..." She said hesitantly, organizing her words: "I have seen such... things before."

If only the stories in those books could be connected with reality.

Nowadays, she has not yet had the dust and smoke mixed with the dust of the streets many years later. She is a person outside the story. His appearance has inadvertently rewritten the original destiny of many people.

It's a pity that his fate was linked to many sufferings and his life was gloomy.

Wei Na is like a young lady who just came out of a high-end mansion. She thinks that all common sense is written in books, so she is not familiar with the world. This is the feeling she gave Chen Mo when they first met.

"So?" Chen Mo asked, not fully understanding what she meant until an unharmonious voice sounded between them.

She tilted her head in discomfort, probably because she didn't expect that she would be in such embarrassment.

Chen Mo understood what she meant.

If Aslan turned around and left, Chen Mo would have to find a way to keep him. Of course, he didn't expect such a coincidence in the world. It was a coincidence that the person he wanted to find came to find him.

"If you don't mind, can I treat you to dinner?"

"is it okay?"

She suddenly turned her head and stared at Chen Mo.

"Thank you for helping me."

"Then... I'll excuse you." She seemed to have forgotten the politeness and etiquette, she came back to her senses and said slightly embarrassed.

Her embarrassment went away as quickly as it came.

When walking on the road, she followed Chen Mo two steps behind.