Son of the Tower

Chapter 468 Farewell
After half a month, it was obvious that Mars failed to catch Claude Dauphin. Many people thought that he must have escaped, even Mars thought so.

So, before leaving, Mars ends up watching the small town covered in white.

People spontaneously came to see off the old man, who had no name, and had even deleted his existence from the tower's database before.

Or call him an old friend or an old opponent. Among the royal party, some people hate him to the bone, and some people are in awe of him. When he was young, he was the most silent person, often killing people on rainy nights.

But later, he no longer holds a knife, maybe because of the pain, maybe because he is also a polymath.

But everything is no longer important. In the four islands, it is extremely luxurious for human beings to live eighty-seven times. What's more, in the areas controlled by the northernists, in the absence of everything, it is no longer possible for him to live until now with medical treatment. Miracle solved it.

Before Tsubaki left, he was accompanied by Mars to lay flowers in the mourning hall.

"He did human beheading when he was young, and one of my uncles was killed by him. At that time, he had the title of the Silent One." When boarding the transport boat, Tsubaki introduced to Mars recalled the old man's life.

In Wang Dang's memory, the silent man never spoke. He walked in the streets of New Tokyo, dealing with those villains.

Among the villains were nobles and commoners. During those 17 years, the Silent Ones killed countless people.

Later, the silent person disappeared. Some people thought that he might have died from a certain injury, but they didn't expect that after more than ten years, some people who survived because of their young age when their father was beheaded, the fate is for all kings. The party made a joke, which was what many royalists thought at the time, and no one expected that he would lead the signing of the peace treaty a long time later.

And when the news of his death spread to the royalist-controlled area, some people in the royalist media were overjoyed, and some cursed day and night, but there were also some minorities who described what this man did after he became the secretary—he changed four Under his leadership, the average life expectancy of the northerners in the northernist-controlled area has increased by more than ten years, food can be self-sufficient, and the survival rate of children under the age of two has increased by [-]%.

Some people say that these minorities are traitors, but the minority says that now that the two sides are at peace, they should no longer look at their compatriots in the same light as before.

All these quarrels ended after the royal party announced the sending of condolence envoys.

This made Mars sigh a little. Mr. Ishikawa did everything a wise prince should do, but he and the girls all knew that if Mr. Ishikawa did this, there would be a day in the future when he would be cleaned up more and more seriously.

Tsubaki tried to persuade her, but Mars understood that the conversation between father and daughter could end in a bad mood.

Mr. Ishikawa seems to understand this too, but he doesn't take Tsubaki's warning seriously. He thinks that he is a prince, and no matter how crazy the royal party and nobles are, it is impossible to kill him, not to mention that he still has his army.

The army infiltrated by nobles?

Those nobles provoked by the company?

Mars didn't know how to describe all this, maybe Mr. Ishikawa will die in the end, and no one can change his fate.

The moon has waxes and wanes, and the sky has dark eyes, like a flower without a hundred days of redness, like a person without a long life.

If you see me, Mars, I'm probably dead.

To this day, I have lived eighty-seven years. I still remember that when I was young, I came to the tower with my friends. Some people wanted to learn skills to live and live, some wanted to learn skills to protect themselves wisely, and some wanted to learn skills to sell to the emperor's house. ... The mentor asked me what I wanted to do in the future.

I want to change all the injustices in this world, I want people in my hometown to stop suffering, and I want people like my cousin to starve to death from appearing again.

……I am too naive.

My young years seemed like a big dream, I ran with a sword, walked in the dark night, and lived in a pool of blood.

To change injustice, you must change the fate of others, but others will not be tied down, so there is always struggle in the world, and the world is always bleeding. It used to be Northernism and the Royalist Party, and now there are more enemies... Four Islands were captured While wars ignite, progress elsewhere.

Therefore, I want the young people of northernism to have the opportunity and time to see places other than this land, and let them see that if it is possible, everyone in the four islands will not have such a hard life... Unfortunately, I can’t see it anymore.

The mentor took us to see the long stele in the north of the tower... At that time, I told the mentor that if I could die for my ideal one day, would I be able to leave my name on it, but now I don't think so.

I have left myself in the land I love most.

"The long night will eventually end, and the long dream will eventually wake up. Like you and me, we are all dreamers..." Chun said the last words of death, and then sighed.

The so-called unpaid ambitions should be said to be such a truth.

Mars got off the transport plane with a sigh, and then saw Meng Zou outside the tarmac.

"What's wrong?" Marcus asked.

"Superintendent Ximen died of illness." Meng Zou said softly: "Because I didn't come to work, my colleagues came to the door and found that he had gone. He died of a heart attack in the early morning." When Meng Zou said this, he saw Mars Walking towards the parking lot, he quickly followed: "Are you going to see him?"

"That's right." Mars felt heartbroken for no reason: "Superintendent Ximen has known me for many years... I have to go see him off."

After Mars finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the girls following him: "You guys go to rest."

The girls glanced at each other, and finally Nie accompanied Mars on the walk. The reason was simple. Nie slept on the transport boat, and she was the most energetic now.

Mars sat in the back seat of the car, Meng Zou sat in the co-pilot, and an omnic got in the driver's seat and drove out of the tower.

Mars flipped through the local newspapers in Hangzhou, and they were all about Ximen Police Superintendent.

"I thought this smelly old man was a scourge, and he should be able to live for a long time." Mars curled up on the back seat.

"But he is a good man, and good men usually don't live long." Nie said this, reaching out and patting Mars on the head: "Recently, you haven't had a good rest in the four islands, and you have been helping. Our sisters will help Mr. Simon. Get a good night's sleep when you get back."

Mars nodded.

Then he turned to the obituary of Superintendent Ximen published by the police station on the police hotline.

Only a short line of words.

Superintendent Ximen passed away at home in the early hours of this morning. The Southern Thailand Police thanked him for his 61 years in the police force.

The old man in the photo looked much older than Mars remembered, and he felt more relieved.

(End of this chapter)