Longmen Memoirs

"..."

Texas' eyes were calm, and she didn't answer. She just looked at the snake sitting in front of her. In the twilight after dusk, the room was lit with warm and bright lights.

But at this time, Texas didn't know if he was still the same as before, and wanted to know why this strange and mysterious man wanted to help him.

Texas suddenly felt that after he knew the answer, it would be time for them to part ways.

She was not too reluctant to leave, and had no reason to be reluctant to leave, but she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. After getting used to traveling with someone, and returning to a life of her own, even she would feel uncomfortable.

But Texas didn't speak. She just waited quietly for the snake's next words.

"My original plan was to go directly through Letania to Ursus, but on the way, I remembered a friend who asked me to help her go back to Syracuse if I have time. She has some relationship with your family. Back then, After learning about the demise of the Texas family, she talked to me about your family, and through several of her friends in Syracuse, I got clues about you." Snake looked at Texas and said: "So just in time, I found you in that city."

He talks about finding rather than encountering.

"Who's that guy?" Texas asked.

Her expression was as calm as ever, and there was no big disturbance because of Snake's words. Maybe she had adapted to this attitude now, or maybe she actually cared, but was used to not showing her emotions easily.

"A Luper from Syracuse may have something to do with your family. If she is willing to meet you, she will have a chance sooner or later." The snake replied, and added: "I owe her some favors."

Texas fell silent. She just looked at the snake. After a while, she asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Firstly, it's because I promised you, and secondly, I haven't had a few days of rest along the way. Now that I have left Syracuse, I have finally calmed down in Letania." Snake said: "I have observed this city, and it is a... A great place to recuperate, it’s time for us to part ways, Texas.”

Texas opened her mouth, her words stuck in her throat. She wanted to ask why, but the idea was dismissed as soon as it flashed through her mind.

Texas had thought about this day coming, but she never thought it would be so soon. She calmly accepted the snake's words.

"I will leave the car and enough gold coins for you to live for a long time. There are your weapons in the car. I will wait for you to recover from your injuries here. If you want to continue to Longmen, it is best to go with the large caravan on the road. It’s much safer. If you don’t want to go to Longmen, you can choose some other place. Stay in Letania or go west, Colombia or Victoria can be your choice.”

Texas heard Snake say, his own reflection reflected in his dark eyes.

"Perhaps the following days will not be as free as in Syracuse, but being able to settle down, go to a warmer place, find a clean city, make a few new friends, and live well is better than anything else."

Texas suddenly felt a little irritated in his heart.

The girl's hand in front of her was gently clenched and then slowly released. Chen Mo noticed her movements. She raised her head, and her calm amber eyes finally revealed a different emotion.

"What's the answer?" Snake saw what Texas was thinking.

Maybe if he changes his mind at this time, Texas will still continue this journey with him, even if he reaches Longmen, even if the day comes for them to separate.

Imagine that their current relationship could barely be called friends. Even though Texas didn't say that, she also didn't say anything about breaking up.

She just felt that she should leave Syracuse and her past life, but she had not thought about where she should go or what she should do in the future. She just went with the flow. At this time, she met a snake, it could be a snake, It could also be anyone who has had the same experience as a snake and done the same things as a snake, and can easily establish a connection with this Luper.

The right time, the right place, the right person is often easier than the effort required to make it happen.

"Is it because of what happened in Grava?" Texas asked.

The snake was stunned for a moment.

"How to say?"

"The sword in your hand that day, and what happened in the city later, you didn't tell me what happened, but I can guess it." Texas replied: "If you think taking me will affect you, Separation is the best option, I have no objection.”

"……That's good."

Texas looked at the snake and after a few seconds she spoke softly.

"I'm very sorry."

"It's not your fault." Snake shook his head: "I was the one who chose to come to Syracuse, I was the one who cooperated with the infected people in the city, and I was the one who finally decided to do that."

"If I hadn't..." Texas stopped talking, and she didn't continue.

Because it is meaningless to talk about these anymore, what has already happened will not change just because of a few words from those who come after us.

She saw the snake smiling.

He took out a cigarette from his bag, and she gave it to Texas in front of her. Texas refused, and she watched the snake light the cigarette.

Texas smelled the scent that was extremely familiar to her again, but this time it was no longer as thick and oppressive as the incense, nor as gloomy and gloomy as the three-story building.

"Don't force yourself too much, Texas. Sometimes, now that it has happened, we can't change what has happened. We can only try to accept it, accept it, and then try to do better in the future. "Snake said: "You are right. If you were not injured at that time, if you and I were more alert, if we could find the white wolf earlier, we could have avoided this. But have you ever thought about it? , these are questions we only think about after they happen. When we get involved, who can pay attention to these, and who can predict the future?"

Snake said:

“Because no one can predict what will happen in the future, whenever something happens in front of us, the mistakes we made in the past will remind us when we should do something and when we should not do something. It is called experience. Or a lesson, but sometimes, even if we know that there is no benefit to doing so, it may be wrong, but we still inevitably make the same mistakes, so we don’t have to force ourselves too much, and we don’t have to attribute all the mistakes to ourselves.”

Texas opened his mouth.

Everyone understands the truth, but it is easy to say but difficult to do. Everyone knows how to do bad things. Most people who do bad things know that they are doing an evil thing, but who can stop it.

Good things are not easy, and good things are never easy.

Everything depends on people, failure depends on people.

"I'll come and call you when you go out after seven o'clock."

Texas nodded. She watched the snake leave, and then moved her gaze to the bag of green fruits placed beside the bed. Texas reached out and took out a fruit.

She took a bite lightly, and the sour taste spread in her mouth, with a little bit of sweetness. Texas frowned slightly, and she heard the bells of Warren Mud again, before the sunset completely sank outside the window. It rang out for the last time.

Chen Mo stopped in the corridor. He turned to look at the sky outside the window. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his figure from the window, and the long shadow was reflected on the wall.

Under the setting sun outside the window, the spiers and sloping houses of the town of Letania were dyed with a faint yellow.

Chen Mo retracted his gaze.

The pale roots of his hair on his temples became more and more conspicuous in the dim light, and the shadows following him would catch up with him at some point.

Kazdel, how should you treat me this time?

Can Longmen give me pause?

Enmity and resentment, right and wrong.

Chen Mo didn't know.

He never knew whether a safe haven where he could find peace existed.

From the day he left home, he could never go back.

He knew he shouldn't have expectations, but he still had expectations.

ps: I will never forget about w, it’s in this volume, don’t worry.

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Chapter 25 Things often change people

Later, many years later, when I look back at what happened in the past, I will feel that I was so stupid at that time, that I was ridiculous and naive at that time, but I will also be glad that when it was time to make a choice, I You are often lucky enough not to make the wrong choice.

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Kazdale

Royal City, where the Palace Guards are stationed.

This country, which may no longer be considered a newborn, has just experienced a drastic change. After the pain, there is a rare respite. Although it is said that everything has been restored, there are indeed many problems that have not yet been solved.

From a distance, Kazdaele still failed to gain recognition from the international community. The unification of Sakaz set off an uproar in the world, but the storm has not yet come to Kazdaele.

This is the only thing to be thankful for.

The scattered mercenary groups were reorganized into the National Guard. After a large-scale selection, the mercenary system originally rooted in Kazdaele was gradually disintegrated. The underground black market that maintained the survival of the mercenaries was eliminated and replaced by There are urgently needed jobs everywhere, manpower, material resources, materials needed for urban reconstruction, and various commercial orders for rebuilding the city.

In short, there is a lack of money. For Kazdaele, poverty is an unavoidable word. This land is not considered rich. Although most Sakaz have good physical fitness and good Originium adaptability, However, these cannot bring any visible benefits to Kazdaele, at least not yet.

They urgently need to set up their own factories to make up for the demand for domestic economic recovery, seek economic prospects for national development, and create a large number of jobs to settle and improve the new Kazdaele.

Economic recovery is a problem that any country that ends war needs to face.

Kazdale must feed its people before it can talk about its future ideals. However, the word life does not only refer to living.

Time, vacancy, and the possibility of external peeks coming at any time.

When Kazdaele was still at war, people were thinking about when the war would end. However, when it ended, most Sarkarz didn't know where to go. They put down their weapons and lived a peaceful life. Fight life and death for the war, don't worry about when you will die on the battlefield.

Isn't that a good thing?

This is of course a good thing, but for Sakaz, who are used to the war-torn life, they don't know what to do after they put down their weapons.

The only thing they are good at is taking up arms to kill people, plundering caravans, or becoming thugs under the lord and working for money.

For most civilians, the laughter and excitement at the end of the war cooled down, but what awaited them was an unprecedented and strange life.

You will not be used to it, you will not adapt to it, you will feel... at a loss.

But fortunately, they still have Theresia, Theresia and her palace staff. Except for the second royal court of Sakaz who disappeared with Traces, half of the ten royal courts of Sakaz that originally existed to this day have been It was annihilated, but half of it was still standing beside Theresia.

Her voice rang in every radio broadcast in Kazdaele, and her figure appeared on the TV screen in every Kazdaele city. On the intercity network in Kazdaele, Theresia told the Sakaz that they should How to live, she seems to be with every Sakaz.

It makes people feel friendly but not lonely, and gives the confused Sakaz something to rely on.

It is inevitable that some mercenaries will miss the past because of the new living environment. It is inevitable that there will be various conflicts left over from the war. It is inevitable that there will be calls for Traces.

However, everything is trying its best to develop in a good direction. However, everything is gradually resolved over time.

The Sakaz can finally have something to look forward to and think about.

In the royal city, an uninvited guest came to the office of the resident commander of the Palace Guards.

Compared to half a year ago, she looked much calmer and more mature. At least she no longer had that annoying fake smile on her face. She had learned to be serious. She was wearing a black and red uniform of a knight of the Guards, with a Wearing half a cape, she was unarmed and naturally didn't knock on the door.

Ines looked up.

W stood in front of her. It looked like he was coming with bad intentions. At least in Ines's eyes, W's attitude was written all over his face.

"You should knock first," Ines said.

So she watched w turn around and walked to the closed door, raised her hand and knocked.

"That'll do."

Ines said nothing, she put down the document in her hand.

"looking for me?"

"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do. Ha, Lady Ines is so majestic."

w walked to Ines' desk and looked down at her sitting behind the desk.

"You have something to talk about. I'm very busy and don't have time to chat with you. I have a schedule in the afternoon and I don't have time to rest all day today." Ines raised her head slightly and glanced at her.

W's hand pressed on the edge of Ines' desk and she asked.

"Where did Hedley and the others go?"

"...How do I know? He and I are no longer in the same system. If you want to know, you should ask Askaron or...Mudstone. They are responsible for this."

"I went to find Askaron." W frowned.

"Then?" Ines asked.

"She didn't see me."

"So you got angry at Askaron and came to me?" Ines raised her eyebrows.

"You must know what Hedley did, right? With your relationship with Hedley, you must be in contact with him and know something." W looked into Ines's eyes and asked slowly: " tell me."

"I do not know."

"Impossible. All the information from the Night Watch will be compiled and sent to His Highness through the Guards. You are the deputy commander, so you must know."

"Wrong. The Night Watch is directly under the management of His Highness, and even the Guards cannot view their information."

"But you must have a source, even if the Guards don't, what about you? Ines."

w said firmly. She looked at Ines, her red eyes staring straight at Ines's face. Under the military uniform, w's face, which had seemed a little childish when she met her, had matured at some point. After that, the war in Kazdaele was over, and many things that had never been thought of or dared not be thought of in the past had really happened before our eyes.

The life of mercenaries is gone forever, but fortunately, they have their own new position in Kazdaele, which is not unfamiliar.

"Don't forget, you are a Sakaz, W." Ines reminded, she looked at the military uniform on W: "Look at the military uniform on you, you are no longer a wandering mercenary. You are a soldier now and you are a soldier in Kazdare. You must know your position and what you should do and what you should not do."

"I haven't forgotten." W replied, and then repeated: "I said I haven't forgotten."

"Then go back to where you should be, go back to your position, and don't leave your post without permission." Ines said: "Listen, w, the Kazdaele now is no longer the Kazdaele we were familiar with in the past. We are not Mercenary, so everything you do now must carefully consider the consequences. You must be responsible for your actions and every word you say. I say this, do you understand?"

"I'm not here to listen to you lecture me."

"Just a reminder." Ines shook her head and sighed: "I know you haven't adapted yet. Many people who have just come out of this war have not adapted. You are not an exception, but you have to come out."