Longmen Memoirs

Dren lowered his eyes and put on his top hat again. He looked past Godric, his former friend, but they still had differences at some point.

"That's it for now, Godric."

Godric's lowered hand slowly tightened.

"The era of the empire will never end, Delenn, maybe you have considered it well enough, but I was born to be a lamplighter and will remain so for the rest of my life."

Empire, my great and beloved motherland, Victoria.

Your once magnificent and glorious era, now where should I go to find you, to find Londinium and your glory in my dream.

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"You made a wise choice, Victorian."

The border of Leitania, the wild plains.

The familiar Victoria comes from the mouth of a Sakaz, which seems to confirm the past glory of Victoria. Ever since the Grand Duke of the Border's insistence led to the defeat, Victoria has continued to weaken.

After losing the administrative states and enclaves of Rembito, and losing the territory in the northern part of the empire, a new country, Colombia, was born that divided Victoria's many interests.

Compared to Victoria, Kazdaele, which was once desolate and dilapidated, seems to be trying to rise and revive.

"We just don't want to become pawns played by many conspiracies and fighting forces, but this does not mean that you will win this time, Sakaz."

Delenn said that Godric couldn't see this, or maybe Godric saw it clearly, but he chose a more extreme way in an attempt to gain benefits in this struggle for power.

But lamplighters should not interfere too much in politics. Godric forgot this. Maybe many lamplighters forgot this, but Dren did not.

The Lamplighters owe no loyalty to anyone except the Lord of Londinium, but the throne of Londinium has been vacant for many years, and they have long ceased to be the guardians of the darkness of the empire in the past.

It is an indisputable fact that they fell with the rise of the throne.

"Of course, I have long heard of the reputation of the lamplighter."

Sakaz replied, but it sounded more like a mockery to Delenn's ears.

"It's useless to say more, Sarkaz. His Majesty has stayed in Kazdare for a while, so I will take the risk and choose to cooperate with you this time, but this is only once." Delen replied: "You have a wise man. The monarch of Sakaz, looking at the kings of Sakaz, she is also the most special one, but can you Sakaz, your Kazdel, be able to revive your land as you envisioned in this current situation? , at this point, you have a lot of enemies.”

"Victoria is one of them?"

"Maybe." Delen looked at Hedley in front of him, and his eyes fell on the mark under his cloak: "When your actions harm the empire, the empire will be your enemy."

"Who will decide?"

"The Empire will judge for itself."

"Ha..." Hedley chuckled: "Victorian arrogance."

"Sakaz's recklessness."

"..."

The two fell silent, and Delen suddenly spoke

"The Night of the Long Knives cost many people their lives. The crimes he committed against the Empire and the scars left on Londinium will never be forgotten by the Empire. Tell him for me, Sarkarz."

Delen said:

"If one day he dares to step into the empire's land again, the empire will keep him at all costs!"

"..."

"Leave the warning to yourselves, Victorians." Hedley replied: "I think by this time, he should have left the scope of my knowledge. As for where he went and where he stayed, it has nothing to do with me."

Delen envied Kazdaele and every country and its people that were growing stronger day by day. He saw in Hedley what he once had, the enthusiasm and hope, which are the qualities of every country that is heading towards glory and greatness. Kingdom, the same thing that her people share.

The empire gave her people confidence and pride, and the people made the empire greater.

But Victoria is gone. Victoria, that once ancient and powerful country, that magnificent country that once rebuilt the Terran land hegemony system, is now maintained by the eight dukes who are seriously divided and divided, and the many corrupt nobles within the empire. The Victorians have become arrogant and arrogant at some point.

He is a young and immature lord who is unable to control his own power.

Such Victoria, such a country that is strong on the outside and capable on the inside, has now become the last refuge for the ghosts of Delenn's glorious remnants.

Maybe they should follow their late emperor and die without having to endure the pain of being helpless watching the sunset of a great empire.

If His Majesty could be like her fathers...

Delen inevitably had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the Night of Long Knives was actually His Majesty's instruction.

But is it possible for that little girl? The young girl is now controlled by Cornwall and his faction. How long can the ridiculous crown worn by her last?

Delenn is gone.

With his hopes and worries, with this result that can allow the lamplighters and them to temporarily withdraw from the vortex of power.

Untimely applause sounded at this moment.

Even without turning around, Hedley could guess who it was.

"It really impressed me. That's right, Hedley." W put down his hand: "When did you actually learn such a destructive trick? I remember that only Ines is good at this."

"You shouldn't be here at this time, w."

Hedley turned around and looked calmly at W standing behind him and her gun pointed at him.

"Is it because I ruined your good deeds and you want to get rid of me?"

"..."

"You betrayed Kazdaele, Hedley!"

"There is no need to test me with such words, w, you know what I am doing."

"Since when?"

"Before coming to Leitania."

"Whose order?"

"Your Highness."

"..."

"..."

W put down the gun and turned around to leave without hesitation.

"Stop, where do you want to go?" Hedley stopped her.

wLook back.

"The operation is over now, isn't it? I would like to remind you that you no longer have the right to order me, Hedley."

Hedley knew that W would answer this way.

There was no trace of surprise on his face.

"The group of people..."

"You can take those people back by yourself, interrogate them, or take credit for them. You don't have to count my share."

Hedley sighed softly, he had a headache.

"You can't catch up now." Hedley reminded.

"I don't need you to remind me."

"...At least don't delay too long, w."

W turned around, she waved her hand, and Hedley watched W's figure gradually move away from his sight, which was the direction of Ursus.

"It's quite difficult, isn't it?"

A voice suddenly sounded at this time. When Hedley looked, Su Enyang was a few meters away from him, looking at W in the distance.

"when did you come?"

"When she was pointing the blunderbuss at you, I thought such a serious scene should not be interrupted by me, and I think you two must have discovered me." Su Enyang turned around and smiled: "I'm not kidding. I mean, I just heard that you used to be partners when you were mercenaries."

"How's it going?"

"After delaying the work of Mr. Victoria, it went smoothly. They established a line with those in the country in advance. Now those traitors are in our hands. Several of them have died, and a few have been deliberately let go. They will definitely get rid of them after returning to China. There was a lot of noise." Su Enyang replied, he took out a cigarette and motioned to Hedley, who shook his head.

Su Enyang took out a cigarette and lit it.

"I'm sorry to trouble you this time, Chief Hedley. We will take over after you return. With this achievement, you can smoothly transfer from the Night Watchman to other positions."

"..."

Hedley remained silent and did not answer. After a few seconds, he mentioned something unrelated.

"Why don't you go and meet him yourself."

"I would like to." Su Enyang said softly, exhaling smoke and holding a cigarette: "But you definitely don't want to see me again, and you don't want to see anyone leaving the court again."

"Don't you want to embarrass him?"

"No." Su Enyang turned his head and glanced at Hedley: "I don't want to embarrass His Highness, nor do I want to embarrass the Night Watch. On this point, many of us have reached a consensus, so I am the one who comes this time. Rather than mudstone.”

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February 7 night

The bonfire was burning, and the moist firewood made a crackling sound in the firelight. The hot flames licked the bottom of the cooking pot, and the soup in the pot boiled with the heat.

The firelight illuminated Chen Mo's face, and a corner of the car was looming in the light.

"Is the tent set up?"

Texas sat down around the campfire.

She nodded.

Chen Mo turned around and took a look.

"You are getting more and more proficient, Texas. Compared to the first time when you did it for two or three hours and still had no results, your progress is visible to the naked eye. Not bad, not bad."

"It's not too difficult."

"That's true. It's not difficult to do anything, it's just a matter of getting used to it."

"...I don't want to hear your reasoning now."

"Then I can tell you two jokes, do you want to hear them?"

Texas shook his head.

"Where are we going next?" she asked.

"Going south, there are several cities that originally belonged to a Duke of Ursus." Chen Mo used a branch to pick up the bonfire, and the sparks were extinguished before they even rose into the night sky.

He lowered the branch and handed the kettle to Texas, who took it and twisted it away.

Listen to him go on:

"A few years ago, after the Duke was assassinated, his territory was quickly carved up by surrounding forces. Our destination is the major cities that were carved up."

"In which cities is the person you are looking for located?"

"She shouldn't be here." Chen Mo said, "But where has she been and where did she grow up, so she must have left clues about her, and we'll start looking for her from there."

"not easy."

"It's not easy. Ursus is very big, so big that if one person is in [|

"Then why didn't you wait?"

"Wait? I can't wait. I have been waiting for more than ten years and I can't wait any longer." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Waiting is a very passive term, Texas. Waiting means a lot of uncertainty."

Chen Mo stood up.

"I'm going to pick up some firewood and come back. This fire alone won't last until tomorrow morning. The night in Ursus is very cold, even colder than the places we have stayed before."

"Have you been to Ursus before?" Texas looked up at Chen Mo and asked.

"Been here, a long time ago." Chen Mo said without mentioning the topic: "Tomorrow we will find a village, ask about the location of the nearest city, and find out how far we are from our destination."

The nights in Ursus are indeed cold.

Maybe it's not the night that's cold, but the name Ursus.

The cries of unknown wild beasts occasionally sounded at night, echoing far away in the dark night, but Chen Mo, no, 013, he was no longer the child he used to be.