The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 486 Existence and Nothingness

"Randy, I've come to say goodbye to you, I'm leaving Spain."

It was Hemingway who came to say goodbye to Randy.

"During the month I was in Spain, in addition to sending back enough press releases, more importantly, I had a lot of first-hand information on the front line.

As a writer, my gun is not my weapon, my pen is.

I want to go back and vigorously promote the bravery of the frontline soldiers, the ugliness of the demons and the rebels, so that more people will support your just battle.

In addition to promoting the materials I obtained at the front during this period, I also prepared a new novel called "For Whom the Bell Tolls", which will be a great improvement in my writing. "

Look, Hemingway knows where his strengths are, he is very clear-headed, he is not made for war, and he does not go to the front to cause trouble for others, just look at Sartre and Picasso——

Well, people also contributed.

"Master Picasso, the government asked me to bring a message.

One month later, at the World Expo in Paris, the Spanish Pavilion needs a decorative painting and wants to entrust you to create it. That is where you should strive. "

The old man laughed loudly, "Are you saying that it was a mistake for me to come to the front line?

No, here I experienced the struggle and passion that I couldn't experience in the gentle village of women, even though I only worked as a truck driver for a month.

This happens to be an opportunity, I want to turn that "Guernica" into a huge oil painting and paint it, to expose the ugliness of the demons in front of the world.

And this pair of "Flying Henry and the Catalan Beauty", I also want to make it a world famous painting. "

Picasso bid farewell to Henry and Randy, packed up his things and prepared to leave, and finally went to his battlefield to fight.

Hemingway took Picasso away, reducing Randy's burden by one. Randy was in a very good mood, but then he heard a bad news, and his mood plummeted.

"Boss, during the time you've been walking, the half-orcs are finally going to make a move."

Originally, Sanmao was not in charge of domestic intelligence, but those involving half-orcs were also within his business scope.

"Have they captured Shizikou Port?"

When the court was here, the Lucians and the Orcs had a big fight in the province.

At that time, Lucia had a machine gun, but the orcs didn't have one. It took a lot of effort to attack the lion's mouth, and the three sons of Nogi, the "war god" claimed by the orcs, died there.

Now that Little Six is ​​sitting on an army of 30, it may not be easy for the orcs to take down the lion's mouth.

"What lion's mouth."

"How could it be so fast? Even 30 pigs may not be caught in half a month."

"Little Six just ran away without firing a single shot.

As soon as you left, Ruiyuan and Yan Baichuan, Feng Huanzhang, Li Delin and other bigwigs from the Heaven and Earth Society fought fiercely.

The little six sons led troops into the customs to persuade the fight, took the opportunity to occupy most of the capital, and let the orcs take advantage of the loopholes.

It is said that in order to quell the civil strife, Ruiyuan instructed the little six sons to "temporarily accept the attitude of resignation, and wait for the judgment of international justice", and the little six sons are obeying orders. "

"Hey, if the League of Nations works, what will happen here in Spain?"

From Ruiyuan's departure from the alliance, Randy gave up his illusions about Senior Brother Ruiyuan long ago, but did not comment on Ruiyuan, "Little Six is ​​still gutless, Brother Rui told you not to hit you so you won't fight?

30 people obey your orders, you are called a sinner through the ages, do you know that? "

"It's okay, at least most of them are defending temporarily. The two sides are not fighting now. Ruiyuan is attacking your friend Shi Yuan."

"So the three provinces are lost?"

Randy put down the phone, turned around several times with his hands behind his back, and immediately called Xiao Zijing, who is now in charge of the military.

"No, we only have two divisions and one brigade there. Although we are elite, there are too few people, so we can protect ourselves well. Moreover, Ruiyuan's order to me is also to 'stand still'."

Well, the four frontier provinces are theoretically under the control of Ruiyuan, although in fact they are under Randy's control, but if they fight with half-orcs, it is also considered "disobedience".

Of course Randy doesn't care about disobedience, but there are too few people in the four frontier provinces, and there is no way to beat them.

Randy then called Shi Yuan, "I heard that Ruiyuan is attacking you? How is the situation?"

Shi Yuan's voice on the phone was optimistic, "Haha, the first batch he sent were your brothers, Yang Yizhai and Yang Chisheng.

These two brothers of yours are very concerned about their friendship with you, and they don't work hard when they beat us.

We are very relaxed, now that the territory has been greatly expanded, you, the nominal master of the village, already have [-] troops under your command.

The common people who didn't know the inside story sang a folk song, "It doesn't cost the dragon three parts of the effort." In the future, we will have to thank your two brothers very much. "

As long as the brother is fine for the time being, Randy sat on the ground, holding the epee, frowning and meditating.

"Dude, don't worry about things in the distance, and look at what's in front of you."

When Randy turned his head, it was Sartre who didn't speak much and was always silent.

"I don't have any worries. It's about my country, of course I have to take care of it, I just think about how to deal with the hateful half-orcs."

Sutter pointed absently at the smoky battlefield in the distance, "Your hometown is in conflict, and here is fierce fighting. In fact, in my eyes, all of this is meaningless."

"How can it be meaningless to serve the motherland and fight for justice?"

"People are mortal after all, and life is a tragedy with death as the background.

Everything in the world will eventually perish, and our lives will return to nothingness.

The existence of the universe is accidental, without any purpose.When a person falls to the ground, he doesn't have any goals at all. Could it be that he lives just to eat?

So, this short life has no meaning in existence. "

No wonder this guy has been silent all day, looking weak.

Feelings are because you are full and don't need to run around for a living, and then you feel that life is meaningless.

"I don't understand what you sages are thinking all day long.

Anyway, I think that even if you are born without a goal, since you are alive, you have goals and things to do every day, and living a wonderful and interesting life is better than just eating and waiting to die. "

"Huh? What you say, a martial artist, seems to make sense.

The universe has no meaning, and human existence has no meaning.But since it exists, wouldn’t it be meaningful to shape and achieve yourself on the basis of existence? "

Sartre was reclining weakly, wiping his gun boredly, when suddenly his one eye lit up, "I found a breakthrough point that I have been unable to think through.

Thank you Randy.My purpose of coming here is different from yours. I originally felt that life is meaningless to seek excitement.

Now I found a new theoretical breakthrough.

However, for the intellectuals and young people in New Frankland and many advanced countries who are confused and empty-hearted after satisfying their survival and physical needs, they are like guiding lights.

No, I can't waste any more time here.

I want to go back, write my understanding into a book, share it with those who need it, and guide their confused life, and I’m leaving. "

Sartre left happily, Randy stared blankly.

What did I say?I seem to be saying that you can't just wait for death. Don't the sages understand such a simple truth?
The lives of sages, especially New Frankish sages, have little to do with Randy, and Randy has absolutely no idea what Sartre is excited about.

Both of my burdens were gone, and Henry was sanctified again. Although he is a medical saint with no force, his ability to protect himself has greatly increased after all, and his responsibilities here are suddenly much lighter.

In the blood transfusion truck, there were only two men left, Henry and Randy, and Henry took on the responsibility of driving.

Randy protected the truck on the road, and when he arrived at the location, he still went to the line of fire to rescue people.

There are guns and explosions in my ears every day, and Randy is used to the thrilling war life.

A month passed quickly, and on this day, when the truck returned to Madrid to replenish, Randy suddenly felt something, looking north, there should be New Frank.

After a while, Randy's magic phone rang, and Picasso's cheerful voice came from inside, "Randy, when I finished the giant oil painting "Guernica", I became a painting saint.

Hahahaha, Xin Kangfu was shocked, thanks to your suggestion back then.

Neither the cubism nor the surreal painting techniques I created sanctified me, but my career in the International Brigades gave me a new direction in life.

Sure enough, the technique of expression is not the true meaning of art. Only by being closely connected with the tide of the times can one become a saint of painting recognized by heaven. "

"congratulations."

Randy's congratulations are insincere, as a layman he really doesn't know how to draw.

"Now, I have become the greatest painter in the world. Several beautiful girls aged seventeen or eighteen are all winking at me. It's great to be a saint of painting, hahahaha..."

Picasso ended the phone with a loud laugh, and at the end of the phone were a few girlish voices.

Well, this Randy understands.

"Comrade Randy, Comrade Randy—"

Who called me?Randy turned around and saw a heavily armed team on the streets of Madrid.

(End of this chapter)