A former fool wants to change the world

I often wonder what kind of person Berning really is.

The superficial identity of "taster at Château Dawn" is obviously not all she is - but even in Mond, there are many people who always regard her as a bartender, which is obviously not a profession at all.

The men of the famous wanted criminal "Night Lord" within the Fools... That's fine, but she personally prefers purposeful actions to get paid to do things, and she may need a well-informed collaborator.

Why did she still come to me?

I am an ordinary fool non-commissioned officer, in terms of qualifications, I definitely can't rank ahead, and the source of intelligence is definitely not as well-informed as the North Continent intelligence network; Not to mention force, if she wanted to, she could even climb directly to the executive of the fools, but she just found me.

"I'm not interested in working with people who are barely bound by interests, especially if they do things that I can't accept."

That's what Berning explained to me, and we officially confirmed the partnership after that, which has remained so until now.

That day she officially had a showdown with me, about a lot of things.

"Yo, Mr. Ashi."

I watched her pour the gray powder into the lake and felt creepy for the first time.

The advance party stationed in Mond often contained missing persons, whose whereabouts were investigated by no one but me.

One night, while drinking in Mond, I received a message from the bartender from Berning, asking me to go to a location known to locals as Starfall Lake.

I witnessed Berning burn lifeless bodies to ashes, and it was only after she had completed the process that she greeted me hiding in the bushes.

Yes, my first reaction was anger.

I rushed up and drew my sword and wanted to slash, and that was the first time I felt such a clear gap in strength.

"I don't want to go against you, Mr. Ashi."

Berning reached out and held the blade, and in the moment of contact, it turned into fiery red molten iron, dripping on the grass and making a noise.

"Why do you hold their right to life and death in your hands?!"

My questioning was asked by her in turn:

"What about you? What rights do you have? "

Why can we easily decide whether others live or die?

If the world is doomed to the law of the jungle ... No, that's not the ending I was expecting.

"I know all too well what you're trying to say, Mr. Esche.

"You should know better than I do that each of them is a parent's child, a child's parent, a sister's brother, a brother's sister.

"But if you can't stop thinking about this, you can't control the trembling of your hands." Whatever you choose, you need to have people like this as material to pave your way. "

I admit that Berning was right, but I couldn't resist investigating these colleagues, even though I knew they were doing something wrong.

But who cares about a position where a handful of replacements can be grabbed at any time? If it is missing, it will be enough to fill in later.

Whether it's my colleagues or "experiments".

I always felt that it was a life, and this concept that was always ridiculed by my colleagues may be the small but impossible to ignore gap

Then it grew larger and larger over time and in my memories until it was completely torn.

......

This manor is really big, and although it should have been taken for granted many times, I can't help but sigh.

But it's no wonder that the Monds can't guess the true identity of the Night Heroes – who would associate a wealthy man with an unrequited guardian?

I went straight to the staff lounge and found a little girl with gray hair tied over her shoulder, sitting there eating a snack.

Look at the age should not be more than seven years old... I thought so to say hello to her:

"Hello little friend, I'm here to find..."

"Looking for Sister Ning Zi? She was recently injured while resting. "

Yes? A fierce man like Berning, who punches two mobs of hills in one punch, will get hurt?

Probably seeing that I was in place and not leaving, she finally raised her head, her silver eyes full of questions.

"You're the informant?"

I quickly answered, wondering in my heart how to verify something from this girl.

"But Sister Ning Zi shouldn't have needed anything for you to do recently," the little girl muttered in her mouth, "But since you have known Sister Ning Zi longer than me, I want to ask you a question." "

I nodded, "As long as I can say it, I will know everything." "

"It's just a problem, there's no need to be so solemn... If Sister Ning Zi really has the Eye of God, what attribute do you say it should be? "

Even knowing this kind of thing, it seems that she is really an acquaintance of Berning.

But if there really is that day, if there is really that possibility....

She does not pin her beliefs on external objects, even if they are condensed by her own desires.

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PS: Berning is the main OC of a friend, with a fairly complete background framework and plot direction, interested parties can go to lofter to search and check by themselves! (There are some spoilers, but I super recommend!) ）

Geology hangs a (abrupt stench).