Son of the Tower

Chapter 467 Gone
The old secretary was sitting on the rocking chair, under the lamp in the room, he looked at his old friend and colleague standing on the balcony: "What are you still worried about?"

The white-haired elf turned to look at his old comrade-in-arms: "Do you really believe in your little brother?"

"Why not? Don't you think what he's done can't make you believe him?" The old secretary asked back, adding a piece of firewood to the fire beside him. The night on the four islands is so cold, so cold bone.

"They transformed the hotel to look like heaven." The old elf frowned after he finished speaking. He looked at the hotel in the distance, on the top floor, until the curfew, when the entire city is half blacked out due to lack of electricity, The lights there were always on: "They even brought their own generators."

"Psychic mages can open the demiplane, not to mention a generator, I wouldn't be surprised if they pull out a flying car." The old secretary smiled and hammered his knee: "And you are a hundred years old , why do you have to be so harsh on them, they are not from the four islands, you let the children born in southern Thailand experience our life, this should not be."

"I didn't expect them to understand us. There are many people in the organization who are very dissatisfied with the peace talks between you and Ishikawa. He and his royal party have the blood of too many of our comrades on their hands."

"Aren't we the same? We have the blood of the four dukes in our hands. We slaughtered their heirs and uprooted their families, but what's the use? The people of the four islands have been killing each other for so long. Why? I can’t rest for a while, even if it’s to bleed more in the future, I should take a rest.” The old secretary looked at his friend and sighed.

Regarding this, Elf's face was full of coldness: "But comrades don't think so, they say you have betrayed Northernism."

"For reputation, I have no other pursuits. I just hope that we have time to cultivate ourselves and recuperate, so that our young people have the opportunity and time to see what the four islands look like, and let them understand that when we kill each other, What has become of the outside world, the wave of psionic energy, new technologies, omnic farms, giant cities, and us, we lack everything." Speaking of which, the old secretary took a breath, his lungs are not very good .

The elf didn't speak, but responded with silence.

"Old friend, I don't have much time. This winter is very cold. I may not be able to survive the cold. I am just an ordinary human being, no better than you and Xiaoxi. Therefore, I want to use my reputation, my To give young comrades a chance to look at the world." After speaking, the old secretary looked at his friend and smiled, and during the process of laughing, one side of his face became very stiff.

"You've had a stroke..." The old elf's eyes widened.

"It should be that the medicine has expired. I have already been like this half a month ago. I used the injection given to me by my mentor..." The old secretary was a little out of breath when he said this.

His old friend trotted over to his side, and he checked his pupils before turning to call the doctor, but a hand grabbed his wrist.

· If it comes true, don't call a doctor.

"Why! You can't even talk about my brother!"

·Before I am ruined... let me die, my death, the successor of the organization will hold my nose and admit peace for the sake of me and Mr. Gaota, we need time, you remember what we discussed before ……

The old secretary looked at his junior, he wanted to laugh, but his face was completely frozen.

"...I remember, we said that there is a change in the royal party, and Shi Chuan, as a prince, is not worthy of virtue, so he must die."

· Yes, Ishikawa Tsubaki is Tainan's daughter-in-law, Prince Ishikawa is not strong enough, and the child born to him and his queen has no advantage in the psionic tide, and those lunatics...they will definitely want to change something.

Therefore, we must not have real peace with them... Senior brother... The royal party will have internal turmoil. At that time, it is our chance. Before that, we must maintain this fragile peace. We can ask Tainan for help Our civilians ask for help. We need money, manpower, and machines. We need too much. If I can, I can kneel down and beg the world...

The whispers of the old secretary gradually fell.

Ultimately, he was left with a question.

·Come true...you say...de doesn't match, what is this virtue...

"It's nothing..." Seeing his brother's head lowered uncontrollably, the elf finally knelt down in front of him.

Virtue can be nothing, but it is also incomparable.

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The news that the old northernist secretary of the Four Islands died last night was only known to Mars when he woke up early in the morning.

As a junior, Mars took the girls to express condolences as a matter of course. At this time, the mourning hall was not ready yet. Mars read the medical report and said that the old secretary had reached his deadline half a month ago, but he used the tower The injection just hangs his life and completes the signing of the peace treaty.

Because of his death, the awarding ceremony that had been agreed before was gone, but Mars also had no intention of watching the ceremony.

"Mr. Ruman, what is the old secretary's name, can you tell me?" Mars asked the elf in white plain clothes when he was leaving.

His name is Ruman Chengzhen, and he is the number two secretary, but in the four islands, Mao Zedong is directly elected by the [-]th regiment, not a substitute.

"He is called the old secretary. It is definitely not an ordinary person who can sit in this position. Every first secretary will clarify his own dogma before accepting this responsibility... I will have no self, and I will be worthy of civilization." Said At this point, Mr. Ruman sighed: "He is very happy to see you at the last moment of his life. He said that you will protect this hard-won peace."

"...Yes, I will protect the peace of this land. I hope that the hard work of the old secretary will not be in vain, but if there is a day when there is no peace left... I will come with a sharp knife." Speaking of this, Mars Reach out and shake hands with Mr. Ruman.

While leaving, Mars met Mr. Shinnosuke Hasegawa and Mr. Ichiro Mori in the corridor.

The two middle-aged men were also wearing plain clothes, and they both seemed to have cried when they saw Mars.

Mars nodded: "Unfortunately, Mr. Hasegawa, it looks like your ceremony will be cancelled."

"If canceling my ceremony can bring the old secretary back to life, I will be very willing." The man said so.

Mars nodded, and then shook hands with Mori Ichiro who reached out: "You guys go in quickly." He didn't care why Hasegawa didn't want to shake hands with him, but Mars also understood that there is a saying that goes well, an organization internally If there is no faction, it is off the charts.

Some people want to see peace, and some people don't want peace to come. Whether it is Northernism or the Royalist Party, there will be such an existence.

Thinking of this, Mars felt a trace of sadness again.

Humans... have never really learned anything useful from history.

(End of this chapter)