A hero drinks red without leaving a bottle

Chapter 130 This sentence is born from the heart, sometimes it makes sense
There is a classic plot in the movie "The Shawshank Redemption", that is, the hero Andy stole the warden's shoes on the night of his escape, a pair of kind new leather shoes, and that night, Andy finished the bill from the warden's office When he left and walked through the prison, no one noticed that the shoes on his feet were not right, and no one noticed that what Andy was wearing was not the prisoner's broken boots, but brand new leather shoes

For some reason, looking at one of the few surviving ancient portraits of Inrahir I, Huang Lang remembered the plot of the movie.

People always ignore some things subconsciously, and subconsciously assume that things that don’t need to be paid attention to and impossible things are probably at the top of this neglect list:
In fact, people seldom remember what they look like, especially those ordinary people who don't care much about their appearance, and they probably remember even less about what they looked like when they were children.

Therefore, it took Huang Lang a while to realize that Inrasil I's appearance was almost carved out of the same mold as his appearance in high school.

Seeing the man with the face of his high school days riding on the horse, high-spirited, holding a long knife in his hand, and posing as a driver looking northwest to shoot Sirius, Huang Lang was terrified in his heart for a moment, and his originally calm state of mind suddenly disappeared. It became turbulent, with lightning and thunder.

In an instant, his originally sunny and calm sea of ​​mind became cloudy and turbulent, and some vague and frightening thoughts turned into fleeting thunder, flashing beside the dark clouds in the sky in his heart.

This fact was so shocking that Huang Lang ignored the [major plot settlement] notice issued by the alien program group after a while.

"Mr. Asenwell, what's the matter with you?" Alvina who was on the side looked at Huang Lang's seemingly wandering look, and asked a little curiously.

The soft words that sounded in his ears woke Huang Lang up like a thunderbolt. Only then did he realize that he was bent over so much that he was almost about to press his face on the exhibition cabinet of the portrait.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Einstadt, I was just shocked by the heroic appearance of the founding emperor. I didn't expect that the oldest portrait of him would be so..."

These words are actually quite nonsense, or mean nonsense--after all, anyone who is okay to really look at a portrait can feel that the person in the portrait can look shocking, right? It's not like seeing giegie's F circle Nv or notre dame's bell ringer.

Generally speaking, when this is said, the person on the other side will know that there must be something else hidden or that the speaker is extremely perfunctory.

But fortunately, in this world, the worship of heroes, at least the worship of the founding emperor of the human race, has maintained a very strong state even after a thousand years. This kind of worship or respect is no less than that of the Rabbit family. Decades later, when the word Zong L is mentioned, the first reaction of most people is that this person must be surnamed Zhou.

Therefore, Alvina didn't find it strange or abrupt, she just nodded very naturally and said:
"Ah, indeed, His Majesty's majesty is still shining after a thousand years. I understand your feelings. After all, if there is no four-way battle of His Majesty the founding emperor, the world today does not know what it would be like. Maybe the demons will still be defeated, but the human race can be defeated." I don’t know what it’s going to be like.”

Hearing this, Huang Lang was just about to answer the question of muddling through, when he heard a voice that sounded slightly dissatisfied:
"My sister, it is wrong to say that the demons may still be defeated. Under the guidance of the goddess, the demons will definitely be defeated. The Human Emperor is the warrior chosen by the goddess, just like us, and will naturally succeed immediately."

When he heard this voice, two words popped up in Huang Lang's mind, one was "justice" and the other was "lesson", but to his own surprise, he didn't feel any similar words from the words. Emotions such as [rebellious and unruly] or [high-minded and arrogant].

When he turned around to look at the speaker, this strange feeling was further confirmed by the person's appearance, clothing, expression and behavior:

The person who spoke was a man with gray hair and a Mediterranean hairstyle. The man was wearing a shabby robe, exuding a pure and handsome charm. Become [weak], it is this pair of divine eyes that makes the old man in front of him look more like an outsider than a weak old man.

Huang Lang also noticed the fatigue and a deep tiredness from the old man, which made Huang Lang feel more fond of the person in front of him.

Why do you say so?
It's not that a relaxed and happy person is not worthy of respect from others, but the tiredness that Huang Lang feels is not the tiredness caused by life's ups and downs or too much physical work.

This is a kind of fatigue from the inside out caused by caring about the people and things around you, always caring about others, and paying attention to others.

The reason why Huang Lang can feel this kind of fatigue is because before he traveled, he had seen too many negative examples, especially the L boards of several G companies he worked for, those people who survived by knocking other people to their bones I can't see the tiredness and fatigue in my body.

Are they not tired?No, of course they do a lot of work?But they still lack that unique sense of tiredness and fatigue, instead revealing a feeling of youth and vitality everywhere.

Those people look so young and full of vitality because they don't care about the people and things around them at all, they only care about their own interests. The mentality of wantonly trampling on the people and things around them is the source of their youth.

The old man in front of him exuded an aura that was the opposite of those people.

"This sister..."

Just as the old man was about to continue to say something, he saw Miss Olvera-Einstad showing a shy and flustered expression, curtseyed hastily, and said respectfully to the old man:

"What you said is, respected judge Daliai, I will remember your teachings, no, the teachings of the goddess."

Alwina's voice was not loud, but it wasn't too small either. As soon as Daliai called the interrogator P, Huang Lang noticed that the noble men and women who were close to him all had serious expressions on their faces, and they began to shout at this The old man saluted with an extremely respectful expression.

Knowing that this old man was a big shot, Huang Lang quickly looked at the male noble next to him, and saluted imitatively.

The old man was greeting all the saluting people, signaling to keep quiet, but when he saw the way Huang Lang saluted, he was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly said to Huang Lang:
"This brother must have just been promoted to a nobleman not long ago."

"Yes," Huang Lang replied with a nod, and then asked curiously, "May I take the liberty to ask, how did you find out?"

"You saluted in the wrong way." Seeing Huang Lang's suddenly realized expression, the old man smiled gently and said, "And you are accompanied by a lady from the Einstad family. You must be the one who recently rescued Einstadt. Lord Stade's life, Sir Asenwell, who showed courage in the face of danger and was promoted to noble?"

"You're right." Huang Lang nodded.

"Before Sir Ashenwell asks me why I know, let me confess—I am Alfred Dalie, the interrogator in charge of Port Moreby," the interrogator showed an easy-going smile, "Speaking of which, in two days, you and a few other nobles will be promoted to the ceremony, and I'm still going to be the abbot."

Huang Lang didn't speak, just lowered his head slightly, and bowed to salute --- he didn't know what to say, he didn't know the local interrogator, he didn't know the etiquette of nobles, and he didn't learn the etiquette of the interrogator , the less you say at this time, the less mistakes you make.

Huang Lang's strategy worked. Seeing Huang Lang's respectful expression, the Daliai interrogator hurriedly supported Huang Lang, and after telling Huang Lang that there was no need to be polite, he looked at Orway who was standing aside. Na says:
"Miss Einstadt, your spiritual practice seems to have regressed. If you continue like this, your father will be under more pressure. You can find time to come to old Dalia to make up lessons and chant sutras. Good for you."

"Yes." Alvina nodded with a bitter face.

"Sir Asenwell, if you are interested, you can come and listen together." The old judge P smiled at Huang Lang, and then raised the old wooden stick in his hand to signal, "I'll go back first, let's go back to Moore See you."

The old man left slowly, and the people around him saluted and saw him off. After the old man left, Huang Lang looked at Olwena beside him with searching eyes. After a wry smile, the other party explained to Huang Lang what they had encountered. After listening to this character, Huang Lang also knew that he had indeed met an extraordinary character:
This old judge has all the qualities of other judges: firm belief in the goddess, unswerving determination to expel demons and restore world peace, strong combat effectiveness, and so on.

At the same time, Daliai interrogator also has some qualities that ordinary interrogators do not have, such as extreme selflessness, such as excellent eloquence.

Alfred Dalia's selflessness can probably be seen from one thing.

This incident was how he allocated his interrogator's allowance.

Interrogators are actually considered high-risk occupations because they often face people and other creatures infected by demons. It is precisely because of Gao Feng’s thought that interrogators have generous allowances, and the Church of the Goddess also encourages interrogators Don't be shy about their generous perks, as they take enough risks while charging enough.

Absolute selflessness is not the teaching of the goddess. One of the teachings of the goddess is to encourage reasonable and moderate material satisfaction.

But the way Inspector Dalia distributes his allowance makes him look more like an ascetic.

Through Olwina's narration, Huang Lang learned that the interrogator has only kept the minimum living expenses for himself for 30 consecutive years, and distributed all other allowances to the poor who are not nobles.

He didn't even keep money for a camel cart for himself, and he went anywhere either by walking or by magic.

This kind of frugality made the trainee interrogator who served him miserable. There was once a trainee who applied for transportation expenses from the interrogation court in the name of Dalie because life was too hard. On the day Dalie found out, the money The transportation fee is not a dime, and it is all divided out.

At the same time, Daliai interrogator P has not punished the trainee who used his name to apply for transportation expenses, but instead wrote him a letter of recommendation on the grounds that the young trainee was full of sympathy.

"This is really a saint..." Huang Lang sighed.

"Not only that..."

Because of all the allowances, Daliai inspector P often goes out to work to make money, from helping farmers outside the city to harvest crops, to helping adventurers fight off monsters, he has a great reputation near Port Moreby.

"If there are any shortcomings, maybe the obsession with the Goddess' teachings is probably one of them. The obsession and this eloquence is also very good, which is more convincing than his fists and magic."

After saying this, Alwina and Huang Lang walked out, and at the same time told Huang Lang some stories about Daliai interrogating officer P:

It turned out that when the judge preached, he never quoted the scriptures and said a lot of twists and turns, and only used the examples around him to explain the law.

For example, when the old man went to a village where demons were found to be infested, he did not say anything What a big deal.

Dali’s method of interrogating officer P is to take a village that was also poor as an example, explain how that village got rid of poverty, and personally invite people from that village to give lectures, and personally lead the villagers to become rich.

This old man is very eloquent - because he always speaks with his actions, but rarely with his mouth.

【Two thin mouths, a meaty tongue, and a few developed muscles, just want to make those who mobilize every ounce of strength in their bodies to make a living obedient. This is something that even a goddess cannot do】——This is Al Fred Daliere often hangs on the lips of a sentence.

Because of this good eloquence, saintly selflessness, and strong fighting power, Judge Daliai's reputation in Port Moreby is...very high.

"Oh, this old gentleman, you are so powerful." Huang Lang nodded thoughtfully in response.

"Of course, so you must be respectful in front of him. By the way, he also presided over your promotion ceremony. You should pay attention."

"Pay attention to what?"

"Didn't you listen to him? I'm going to listen to his lecture when I get back." Owena stuck out her tongue with a bitter face, "This lecture is not about sitting in the hall and listening to him talk Talk, and then express some opinions. His lectures are actually going to all the parishes around him to help. , and he brought the food... I mean, do you understand?"

"So it is."

Huang Lang nodded, thinking:
This interrogator is as interesting as the Goddess' teachings.

　Speaking of which, those who hate FGO can almost come back and watch it
　　
　
(End of this chapter)