Longmen Memoirs

"There's nothing I can't say." Chen Mo replied, "I just returned to Gray. I went to the parliament half an hour ago, and then I came here."

"Is the situation already bad?"

"It's not so bad that it's unacceptable." Chen Mo shook his head: "But I'm afraid I won't be able to stay here for long. I have to leave here this afternoon at the latest."

"……what have you done?"

"It's nothing, just some scheduled things that had to be brought forward due to an accident." Chen Mo said: "I accidentally killed a few dignitaries and a grand duke, and some opinions arose during the friendly talks with the parliament. Differences, but everyone was very nice and listened carefully to what I had to say.”

If the Grand Duke's army had not been recruited to participate in the frontline war, he might not have been able to succeed so easily, but if the Grand Duke's army had not become a hidden danger on the front line, he might not have taken action.

The Congress will do better in the final work. Although they have received some provocations, the benefits are real. Even if they will not thank Chen Mo for this, they will not divide those cities because everyone once sat at the same table. And there is no mercy at all.

The army, politics, front lines, parliament, countless people were mobilized for this war.

"It's that simple?"

Wei Na didn't think the situation would be as understated as Chen Mo himself said, otherwise why would he reveal it in such a hurry.

"Yes, it's that simple." Chen Mo nodded: "However, all the members of the council have a big business, so they must be dissatisfied with my offense. Maybe they will send someone to have a good talk with me in private."

"you……"

"I want to take you away with me." Chen Mo said suddenly, and he no longer used a joking tone: "Gray is not as calm as it seems. I think you must have noticed it, Wei Na, but I want to ask for your opinion. , after all, if you decide to go with me, I will tell you what we will encounter, and maybe you and the Glasgow gang will be safer if you continue to stay in Grai."

"The battle situation on the front line has reached a stalemate. There has been a gap between the Tower of Babel and the Parliament. Now, not only the Parliament, but also many people on the other side are eager to kill me. They will definitely make some moves in the dark to deal with it. The reaction of the Tower of Babel and His Highness will not be too late or too light. I have suppressed the conflicts between the Parliament and the Tower of Babel, so these conflicts will be transferred to me."

The parliament will notice the change in Theresia's attitude. They will guess whether Chen Mo's behavior was authorized by Theresia, but they cannot take action against Theresia openly, so they cut off and test Theresia. Ya's wrist is what they will do next, and what happens in the parliament, if there is no accident, will also reach the ears of Tracys. He will not let go of such a good opportunity. Chen Mo is dead, Both Babel and Theresia will become passive.

He may not be that important, he is just a chess piece played by the big guys, but this chess piece already has the value of being valued by chess players and other chess pieces.

He was a soldier who crossed the river, and now he was finally able to cross the river, making no progress or retreat.

Vina didn't answer.

"I guess those of us staying in Grai are not as safe as you said."

"I can not guarantee."

"You don't trust the people here, and the Tower of Babel."

"I want to trust them, I trust His Highness and the Doctor, but I can't just trust them."

"So you want me to go with you?" Vina asked: "You are nervous, Gurney, you are worried, you are afraid that something is beyond your control, and you are not sure what it will be like. .”

"..."

"This is no longer like what we experienced in Londinium, is it? Gurney, I had the same worries as you at that time. I was afraid that the situation would soon be beyond our control. I couldn't sit still and wait for death. , I want to take the initiative, but I also want to ask for their opinions, because if they decide to follow me, or if I continue to stay, each of them will be in danger."

Wei Na said, Chen Mo's figure was reflected in her golden eyes.

"And now, you are asking me the same thing. How do you think I will answer you? Will you be disappointed if I decide to stay?"

She said this, but the answer was already self-evident.

"If you hadn't appeared in Londinium, I think one day I would still meet Indra and the others and encounter the same dilemma. I would also ask for their opinions, but I know that maybe then they would follow me. Let's go, I'm not sure when I will come back, and I'm not sure where we will wander every day from now on, what kind of life we ​​will face, what kind of enemies we will face, and what will happen next. Needless to say, you It's conceivable." She said: "But if Indra decides to stay, I will still feel a little disappointed, and it is also understandable, because she is their leader, I think she may be more willing to stay for them. "

She stood up and looked at Chen Mo in front of her.

"Stop asking these questions that you already have the answer in your mind, Gurney. If you didn't already have the answer in your heart, why would you rush here in such a hurry?"

She extended her palm to Chen Mo.

"But if you just want to hear my answer..." She said: "Yes, I will go with you. If you need me to do this, I will do it. Indra and the others don't want to be cowards. I It's the same, but I hate the unnecessary sacrifices and current passivity even more."

Chen Mo didn't answer.

"What about the answer?"

She always seems to be like this. Although the words she speaks are plain, they always go straight into people's hearts, and they are subtle and make people unable to refuse.

Do you still need an answer?

Chen Mo held Wei Na's hand.

Just like he did the same thing to Wei Na before, but now his identity has changed.

He came over in such a hurry and gave a lot of so-called reasons. Doesn't it prove that he actually cares about the girl in front of him?

Chapter 18 Silence before leaving court ([-])

I don't know since when.

I began to ask myself why I put myself in this war that should not belong to me, what could I gain from it, or perhaps, what could it bring to me.

I didn't find any benefit in it.

Whether it was to repay Theresia for saving her life, or to try to resist the fate that should have been mine.

No, neither.

It’s just that I’m used to this kind of life, and maybe I can no longer give it up in my bones. I want to hear the roar of war and trample on it, and I want to see the sharp flesh and blood and the accumulation of bones.

I yearn for war, even if it destroys me. I am used to war, it has always been hidden deep in my bones.

I chose Sarkarz for myself.

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Kazdaele, Royal Court

The sound of the big bell was decayed and silent, and the brilliant lights spread to the depths of the palace.

The figure on the throne looked down at the audience below.

"Pardoner, answer me, will the changes in the Tower of Babel Council affect the direction of this war?"

"Why do you ask me about things you know very well, Your Highness the Regent?"

The golden mask covered Sakaz's face. The black pardoner was respectful but not humble when facing Sakaz's current king. The legend of Traces and Theresia is a story that every Sakaz is familiar with. .

It’s a story, but it’s also history.

"An outsider, he has power unknown to us. He is lurking next to Theresia. Garson died at his hands. He has no respect for the royal power. The theory he brought changed Theresa. Thea's will, and we are now caught between him and the city."

"Theresia's current theory is even more fatal to Sakaz. We have lost the opportunity. She is trying to teach Sakaz what right, wrong and rationality are to solve Sakaz's current chaotic situation, and her As a result, ideas are no longer as immature and ethereal as they used to be.”

"Many members of the council could no longer see clearly what Theresa was thinking. She raised the butcher knife, but the blade was hanging and never put down. However, the blade was still lethal."

Sarkaz on the throne already has the answer.

The Pardoner's answer couldn't be clearer.

"It seems that she has gained new power from nowhere. After the Doctor in the Tower of Babel, we once again have an unknown enemy, but he is different from the Doctor. Can we advance this immature person?" Stifle, what do you think?”

"It's too late, Your Highness." The Pardoner shook his head and said: "If we still had a chance before the industrial area changed hands, but now, strangulation can no longer save the situation. Theresia's ideas are gradually maturing, and she has yet to Lacking Kazdael's trials, her Sarkaz do not pursue pure violence."

"You should have ordered the Eleventh Army to destroy the industrial area at all costs, instead of withdrawing the forces remaining in the industrial area and abandoning it completely."

"You are questioning my decision?"

"I just don't understand why His Highness made such a decision. You are increasing the power of the Tower of Babel in vain, and the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to us. The lords under your command have prejudices, and there are not a few who are secretly colluding with the Council of Babel. , those people are no longer worthy of our trust, they have long been blinded by power, short-sighted, corrupt and ignorant."

"But as far as Kazdaele is concerned, they are occupying high positions." Tracy replied: "The Li court under her command is doing the same thing as me, but he can solve it through direct methods, but we can't. , I would like to meet him.”

"He may also want to see you." The Pardoner said: "With the same idea as you, try to take the other party's head. Your Highness, we have tried to incite the parliament of Babel, but Babel used This drastic method suppressed the conflict with the Parliament. He made a promise to the Sarkarz in the Parliament, and his promise and Theresia's existence will force the group of fools in the Tower of Babel Parliament to make a decision. choose."

"But even if we lose this war, the remaining Kazdaele will still need such a group of people. At that time, the Tower of Babel will choose between leaving the court and the parliament."

Tracy thought for a few seconds.

"They will abandon the court, or abandon the person who is giving them an advantage now."

The Pardoner bowed slightly.

"And he must be well aware of this, so he acts decisively without leaving any escape route. This just shows that he is not an ambitious person who weighs the pros and cons, or a conspirator who deliberately stirs up Kazdaele."

"He is just a simple executioner. He bears the infamy for Theresia. He even wants to eliminate Kazdaele's shortcomings for the Tower of Babel. However, his status as an outsider is perfect, and the Tower of Babel can abandon him at any time."

"..."

"This is a good thing." Traces replied solemnly.

"Not necessarily for you." The Pardoner said: "Putting Sakaz in this hypocritical cage again and imprisoning it for a thousand years is contrary to what we thought at the beginning. Sakaz should not continue. After being criticized, we should take back what belongs to us, not just a so-called false homeland."

"If we lose Sakaz's full response, all our plans will be in vain, Your Highness."

Tracy didn't answer.

He seemed to remember something.

"She won't last long, the Absolver. Even if she can finally unify Kazdaele, Sarkaz without her will return to the current chaos and strife."

"That's why we chose you, His Highness the Regent. For Sakaz, your ideas are more in line with our Sakaz needs."

Traces looked at the Pardoner below.

A smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"But the Senate may not view it that way." He said. "The legitimate king of Sakaz, this is the power we should have."

The Pardoner bowed slightly and did not answer.

"Back off, Pardoner."

"Yes."

The figure of the Sin Absolver disappeared deep into the palace, and the figure on the throne seemed to be lost in thought again.

Streams of memory flowed through my mind.

Kazdaele used to be so glorious and united. The victory of the war awakened the rare hope in the hearts of every Sakaz. He was once one of them, but Theresia has changed.

Sarkaz should not remain in this cage called Kazdaele.

They were betrayed, expelled, and wandered, so they found a temporary place to live, but Kazdaele will never be their home in their hearts. They are still the exiles and betrayers.

His knuckles rapped lightly on the throne.

He thought of the quarrels he had had, and how they ended up falling apart.

He remembered the recognition and banishment of the Senate, he remembered the ideal in his heart, he sat on the throne, and he gave up the entire industrial area.

There has always been only one king in Sakaz. Even if she took the wrong path, Sakaz never needed the Senate's approval. Old people should just lie in their graves and not come out and make nonsense.

Tracy heard footsteps.

He saw a figure slowly walking under the throne and into his palace. The figure had a pair of black horns that were completely different from Sakaz, and behind him was a long tail covered with black scales.

This is a dragon, a noble dragon from the east.

An outsider, his guest.

He saw the sharp sword in the dragon's hand, the blade still stained with blood, and his eyes looked at Sakaz on the throne with no respect.

People are always accustomed to shirk their failures from fate. However, Sakaz does not need fate. Destiny is in the hands of people. Without people's control, fate is not worthy of being called destiny.

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Kazdale East

April 11

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"It has been two weeks since then. I have heard a lot of remarks about that incident, many of which are not good for us. The Tower of Babel's attitude is unclear, but His Highness has not made any harsh remarks. Although the war is still going on , but Grai is shrouded in a strange storm."

Ines stirred the bonfire in front of her. She is now the messenger of the Tower of Babel.

"I'm beginning to miss our past life a little bit, at least it doesn't make me speculate and uneasy as much as it does now."

"Then you should learn from W. She never misses you so much." Hedley said: "She sometimes has a simple mind that makes me feel like she is not a mercenary. Is her injury healed?"

"Ha, if you ask her how many enemies she has killed today, I can only say that it is probably more than you and me combined. I am very adaptable to the atmosphere of the Tower of Babel. Maybe I want to tell you that she may not be there now. I feel like a mercenary."

"...This is a good thing." Hedley sat in front of the campfire, the firelight reflecting on his face.

"Yes, she has found her own way out, what about us?" Ines asked: "When you decided to leave her in the Tower of Babel as our escape route, I know you had this intention, [/+

"We can't go."