Longmen Memoirs

"But you are different, my lord, you are different from everyone I have ever met. You are not Sakaz, but you told us that the only one who can save Sakaz is ourselves. You told us that we have the ability to save ourselves. country, to save our lives and regain our dignity."

"No one came to tell us this before. Occasionally, the lord would be kind and give us some stinking scraps. We would gather around a big pot and fight for it, but he would not tell us how to live. , countless people starved to death every winter, and countless families were broken year by year in their wars. I know you told us that we have to pay for it with our lives, but I don’t care, sir, because we are a group of people who have nothing. people."

Chen Mo looked at him quietly, and the movements of his fingers paused. He lifted the heavy knife and placed it on the table in front of him. The sound of the heavy knife colliding with the tabletop resounded in the room.

"I think you got something wrong, Su Enyang."

"First, I don't care how miserable your past is, because it has nothing to do with me."

"Second, Theresia has always been aware of the situation of you Sakaz people, and has been looking for ways to save you. Why do you think I came to Grai, and why do you think I can make Grai become what it is now? With her appearance, how can you conclude that she was just talking."

"Su Enyang, you are right about one thing. You Sakaz people are to blame for what you are like. You have enough reasons to blame Theresia, because as the king of Sakaz, she failed to improve your Sakaz. However, as the king of Sakaz, she has never given up on saving Kazdaele, and she has never complained about the suffering and tragedy caused by you Sakaz people."

"Because a foreigner's kindness can make you grateful, but you have chosen to turn a blind eye to the king who has been paying for you Sakaz."

"You are a smart man, you should understand this."

Chen Mo's voice was terrifyingly calm, and he ignored Su Enyang, who was struggling with an ugly expression.

"Third, you should know that I am handing over the affairs of Grai. I think you can probably understand what this means. I am planning to leave Grai. Grai will move to the location of the Tower of Babel, but you, you have already It’s no longer suitable to stay in this city.”

Chen Mo put away his legs, stood up and picked up the heavy knife, looking at Su Enyang who seemed to have suddenly lost his energy and was speechless.

"I have no plans to deal with you, Su Enyang." Chen Mo said: "You keep saying that you Sakaz people should save yourself. You keep saying that Gelai's philosophy has infected you, so go ahead and take it with you in Gelai. With what Lai has obtained, go to the north with people you can trust, go to every city you can reach, go to those factories, and tell those Sakaz who were once like you how to live."

Chen Mo lowered his gaze, his gaze was cold to the bone.

"You are not the first group to go to the north, nor are you the last group. I will watch you and provide you with what you need. Grai's philosophy is to lurk and contact your fellow Sakaz. , go and show it to yourself, prove to yourself how you Sakaz people can save yourselves, and then wait for my signal."

Su Enyang's energy slowly recovered. He looked at Chen Mo. The Sakaz's eyes no longer had the fanaticism just now, but the hysteria was more pure.

Chen Mo was very satisfied.

"What can I gain? My lord."

"I never guarantee anything or make promises to people because I'm not sure whether I have [{{

His voice was firm and unquestionable, and a bright golden flame seemed to flash in his black pupils.

"Su Enyang, if you can really do it, if you can survive, you can see what you want to see."

"everything?"

"Hmph, you are quite courageous."

Chen Mo chuckled lightly.

"... I hope."

Chapter 111 Today is a full five chapters, [-] words

three days later.

The outline of the moving city gradually disappears from view.

One of the most common mercenary groups in Kazdare was ready to go in the birch forest in the summer. They were well-equipped and silent.

What people didn't expect was that Hogg, who could have followed Gray to the rear, voluntarily stayed as the captain of one of the mercenary regiment's squads.

"Do I look like a Sakaz?"

"The horns on your head seem to be a little crooked." The man in heavy protective clothing standing behind Chen Mo replied.

"Really?" Chen Mo reached out and touched it: "Now."

"Okay."

"That's good."

He was still a little unaccustomed to having a pair of horns on his head, but Mud Rock believed that it would be less likely to attract attention and suspicion. After all, non-Sarkaz people could not command the Sarkaz mercenaries in Kazdaele.

It was definitely not out of the little expectation in her heart.

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June 1087, 6, Crystalline Era

16:32 PM/Weather: Clear/Longmen Shangcheng District Chief Executive’s Office

The sound of quarreling continued all afternoon in this place that was supposed to be quiet.

There was bright and soft warm light in the magnificent office. A tall man sat behind the large mahogany desk. There was a stack of scattered documents on the desk. He looked at the girl who turned around, silently He sighed, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

"Your father has severed ties with you, and he has nothing to do with me anymore. I won't care anymore, and neither will he."

"That cowardly man, he doesn't deserve to be my father."

She didn't stop and walked towards the door.

"You want to get out of here?"

The man seemed to read her thoughts.

"Okay, but before that, I want to tell you something."

The girl's footsteps still didn't stop, as if she didn't hear the sound.

Her hand was already on the doorknob.

"——Actually, I know who that old man is."

The hand on the doorknob paused, neither lifting nor putting it down for a long time, and a voice sounded from behind.

"But I'm very forgetful. I forget a lot of things - like the little adventure you and your friends had that night. It's easy for me to forget those things."

The girl's hand gradually dropped.

"This is indeed my fault. Yes, I made an unforgivable mistake."

He looked at the scattered documents on the table, which clearly recorded some of the things he had done.

It was supposed to be placed in a pile of old paper waiting to collect dust, but I don't know when it was taken out again.

"But I will forget."

He took his eyes away from the table and looked at the girl standing at the door.

"If you want to leave, I will send you to a very safe city, rich and stable, where you will spend your life peacefully and happily."

"happiness?"

She laughed out loud, as if she heard some big joke.Turning around, he looked at the man opposite him, his unabashed smile looking vicious and sarcastic.

Her happiness ended long ago in that orphanage a few years ago.

"And you will say goodbye to everything here, the home you hate, the streets you hate, the people you despise."

The man's words were calm and steady, without any waves.

"...It's just that you will lose the chance to learn any truth, because these things are both secretive and dangerous, and I can't let irrelevant people get involved."

His calm eyes moved slowly, looking at the girl's clenched fists. Her knuckles were white from the tremendous strength, and her shoulders were shaking slightly from the excitement.

These couldn't cause him any mood swings, so he could calmly watch everything in front of him.

"Angry? Are you angry? Do you hate me?"

The girl didn't answer.

He nodded slightly, as if in agreement.

"Well, of course. If it were me, I would definitely hate such an incompetent person."

"Another option, listen up."

His voice was much louder.

"You choose to stay."

"From now on, I will train you. You can hate me, hate me, and even try to attack me and assassinate me."

"Why not? Of course, if you can, do it; if you can do it, you can do it.

Your body belongs to you, and so do your thoughts. I will teach you, but you should figure it out for yourself in the future. "

He knew what the girl was thinking.

“If you don’t want to forget, just do it.”

“Doing the right thing is worth your life; correcting the mistake is worth your life.”

He turned his head and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the huge city, with tall buildings and criss-crossing streets.

"Even I don't know what's waiting for us in this city. This is a city of opportunity, and anything can happen."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will understand."

"While I still remember that incident, while I still remember those last words you said."

"Give up or persist?"

"Choose."

She didn't answer, her red eyes flickered for several seconds.

"That's what you told him back then?" she asked.

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The door to the Chief Executive's Office room was gently pushed open, and the footsteps stopped.

She raised her head and looked at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window was the current Longmen. The prosperous appearance of Longmen today was all thanks to him.

"Back?" The man turned around slowly.

"came back."

She nodded slightly, walked to the table, and reached out to clean up the messy documents on the table.

"You sent her away." The man asked, seeming to be relieved.

"Let's go." She replied: "You quarreled with that child again. When she left, her face didn't look good."

She sighed softly.

"You've had many arguments over the years."

The man suddenly remembered that many years ago, before he said those words to the child, their relationship was still very good, and he would still call him, but it seemed that he had never heard it in all these years.

He lowered his gaze slightly and said nothing.

As if she understood his mood, she walked over and gently took the other person's hand, placing it in her palm very gently.

"It's time, Wenyue." The man raised his head and looked at her and said.

"I knew what you were thinking when you sent that child away." Wen Yue responded, looking at the city behind the man with her peripheral vision. In this seemingly prosperous scene, how many undercurrents are silently flowing? move.

They have walked through the gloomiest period of life together, and they will go on together in the future.

"Do you think everything we have done over the years has been worth it?"

"The right thing is worth a lifetime's stake."

"That's all you can say." Wen Yue seemed a little dissatisfied. She let go of her hand, but her eyes fell on a document on the table.

That document had no name, but it only recorded a police officer who died in a certain case many years ago. His home address has now become a new urban area. There is no basis for it anymore. Even his name has been removed. erase.

"He's a poor boy."

She looked out the window as if she remembered something.

"I still remember how happy you were when their family first came to Longmen. Edward is no longer here, but your adopted brother came to Longmen from Dayan. You said he was your best brother in Dayan. He is the best brother in Dayan. The most talented young man in the entire capital."

Wenyue's fingers lightly brushed over the yellowed paper.

Wei Yanwu remained silent.

"If that child is still around, he should be as old as Xiao Chen by now. He and Xiao Ta are so close..."

As if knowing that Wei Yanwu didn't want to mention it, Wen Yue stopped talking.

"He can't stay in Longmen, Wenyue. The closer he gets to those two children, it will be a disaster for himself, the two children, and Longmen." Wei Yanwu replied: "He can't keep it. I can't just watch him lead his own stupidity and bury himself, them and Longmen together. We have already paid a heavy price for this city."

"So you sent him away. Do you have any news about him? Old Wei."