Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

"It's inevitable that my father became the lunatic he is today. Because he personally experienced the hell ten years ago, watching his lifelong comrades die in front of him, falling down like harvested corn."

"What qualifications do I have to persuade him to let go of this hatred? Or, if even we give up, who can justify the names of the three thousand soldiers who died?"

Ernesto's eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

This man who had been pretending to be himself, finally showed some real inner thoughts at this time.

Ten years ago, Rafaela was less than ten years old, and Ernesto was a few years older than her.

Rafaela knew that her biological father had died in battle and Pancho had been betrayed, so she had to hide in Dosores.

Ernesto, on the other hand, understood a little deeper.

He is Pan Qiao's biological son, and he spends more time with him day and night, and understands Pan Qiao's changes before and after the incident better.

And for Ernesto, the children who also grew up in the military compound, the three thousand soldiers who died were not only his father's comrades in arms, but also his family.

Ernesto: "I grew up in the army and received the influence of [True Bolivarians]. My father and the others were all dedicated to fighting for this country. They were soldiers all their lives and never knew what pleasure is. I don't know about other troops. , but at least father and their troops are genuine shrouds of horse leather."

"I have seen too many uncles and uncles since I was a child. A few days ago, I was still stroking my head, and in the next few days, I would be burned and buried in a pit. It is a blessing to even have the opportunity to distinguish the bones, and more often It’s impossible to distinguish who’s body from whose body, and everyone can only be buried as a common soldier.”

...Chen Huijie and Tallulah just listened silently to Ernesto's very graphic narration.

They may not respect Ernesto, but they must respect the soldiers who died for their ideals.

Pancho has a million mistakes, but only his tenacity as a soldier is real.

Being able to live in Dossoles for ten years, and being entrusted with important tasks by Candela, he has not indulged in the city's luxury and wealth.

This almost ascetic style of life is worthy of being regarded as a model for all soldiers.

And Ernesto, who was educated by such a father since he was a child, is unexpectedly similar to him even though he looks very different from him on the outside.

He continued:

"Since that day ten years ago, my father has died. Now he is more like a vengeful spirit, as a representative of his companions, he comes to claim the life of the living."

"I know how wrong and crazy he is. But everyone can blame him, but I can't."

"Because I am the same as him. Even if I hadn't joined the army at that time, I would have been a member of that army long ago. If I were a little older, I should have died with those uncles, and Lafite Ella's father died together."

"Then how can I not avenge my family members? To the [real Bolivarians] who have trampled on their loyalty, to the coalition government that is grabbing benefits, and to the nobles of Xinjias who are full of fat. Of course, there is also this nonsense Don't they deserve to die, Dosores?"

Ernesto's voice was low and flat, like the words of the dead.

He regarded himself as the spokesperson of the deceased and killed his own thoughts, so he has been assisting Pancho.

Tallulah: "...Is this what you really think, or what do you [think] you should have?"

Regarding Ernesto's accusation, Tallulah was extraordinarily calm and hit the nail on the head.

Ernesto, whose eyes had been dark for a long time, immediately constricted his pupils when he heard Tallulah's soul torture.

He suddenly smiled wryly:

"That's amazing...Miss Lyudmila, who are you? I also found a military temperament similar to my father's in you. You really have served in the army?"

"That's it."

Tallulah replied lightly:

"Whether it's an honorable death, a meaningless death, or a death that should be resented, I feel sick when I see it. I won't say that this is something we should get used to. On the contrary, the best man in the world has taught I can't get used to these things."

Old Chen rolled his eyes: "Why don't I remember that he said such a good line?"

"Speak up."

Tallulah rolled her eyes:

"What's wrong with me refining it a little bit. It's enough to understand his core idea, which is what believers do."

believer......?Ernesto frowned suspiciously.

In short, what Tallulah wants to express.

She continued:

"You actually knew what to do. Your father was trapped by the spirit of the dead and couldn't get out. But you are different?"

"You can come out, but you are constrained by survivors' guilt and don't want to come out. In fact, you already know that the best solution is not in Dossoles, let alone Bolivar. It's about going out, going to Just look at the bigger world."

As a person who has stepped on many pitfalls, Tallulah speaks with certainty, and every word is like a nail, piercing into Ernesto's heart.

It was the same with Tallulah before, deceived by Kosiche's words, everything she did was deliberately against him.

But this is actually wrong, Talula now knows that she was induced by that old poisonous snake.

I shouldn't have accepted the bet with him in the first place, nor should I completely deny him.

The world is not black and white.

What he said has his value, and he should extract the correct part from it, and then absorb it as his own nourishment.

But I was deceived by his words, completely denying every word he said, which would naturally lead to the opposite extreme.

Although Ernesto's reasons are different now, they are similar.

He felt that he should shoulder the responsibility of the survivors and seek justice for the three thousand soldiers who died, so he denied all options for detours.

Living for the dead might be a choice, but at least it was a path that Tallulah would never choose now.

Tallulah: "If you really want to make up for the guilt, commit suicide now. Then you won't have to see the bigger crime you assisted your father in committing, and you won't have to bear another debt."

"But if you still have the ability to think for yourself, think about it. Live for the dead with self-satisfaction, or grit your teeth and live for the living, think for yourself."

"...Live for the living, right?"

After speaking, Tallulah took Rafiella's hand and led her past Ernesto and continued on.

After that, Chen Huijie quietly rubbed against Tallulah:

"What you said just now was also for yourself?"

"You can think so, but it's not all."

Tallulah smiled lightly and said:

"I don't live for the living, but for the master. Because I am his slave, the glorious slave number one."

The red dragon princess blinked slightly showing off, and she had completely transformed into the shape of the Son.

46. ​​The so-called most romantic ending

After stepping over Ernesto who was like a walking dead, the Twin Dragon sisters quickly entered the bridge.

In this short corridor, they still did not encounter any obstacles.

Whether it was the supposed crew guards or bombs and mines, even if the experienced old Chen and Tallulah concentrated their attention, they didn't find any threats.

This made the two of them a little confused in their vigilance, not knowing what old Pancho was doing.

And after opening the explosion-proof door of the bridge, a lively boy greeted them immediately:

"Sister Chen, you are here~! There is also a beautiful white-haired sister, hello!"

"Shuiyue, you are here."

Seeing that young man Shuiyue was as lively as ever, Lao Chen couldn't help softening his expression.

But she immediately noticed that the eyes of the man steering with his back turned to them became sharp again.

Pancho Salas, the former colonel of [True Bolivar], the man appointed by Candela as the captain of the Sun Cruise, is a veteran of many battles.

He didn't look back from the beginning to the end, holding the rudder with both hands, and his tall white back was as majestic as a mountain.

Shuiyue sighed exaggeratedly:

"This old man is super stubborn. After I told him that everything was under Brother Luo Zhen's control, he completely ignored me. If he called, I could still protect myself, but he completely ignored me, killing me People don't know what to do."

Pan Qiao ignored Shuiyue, and Shuiyue was too embarrassed to do anything, and it became a delicate peaceful relationship.

Talula winked at Chen Huijie and asked her if she wanted to do it herself.

Chen sir shook his head, signaling to let her come.

Lao Chen took a step forward and raised the water cannon in his hand:

"Pancho Salas, give up resistance, raise your hands and surrender. You have no room for resistance."

"For the sake of your children, you should also face reality. Don't let their father become a criminal who everyone shouts and beats."

Pan Qiao: "Is this your personal experience, Ms. Chen Huijie?"

"...What do you mean?"

Old Chen guessed something, so he frowned in disgust.

The old man's voice was still deep and strong, like thunder rolling.

Even if he was pointed at by Lao Chen's gun (although it was a water gun), Pan Qiao still had no intention of giving in.

Not only that, he still keeps his hands on the rudder, and while maintaining a high speed, he speaks:

"I asked Ernesto to investigate your matter. Chen Huijie, the daughter of the famous Chen family of Yan. It seems that your grandfather is still a high-ranking official next to the emperor. I don't know much about your official positions in Yan, so I won't mention it. "

"But compared to the background of the father's line, your mother's background is more interesting. Ernesto was very surprised when he found out, saying that this must be a big scandal in Yan Kingdom. That is to say, Candela is very interested in Wei Yanwu, I’ve been gathering information on him, so—”

Chen Huijie: "I usually respect the elderly more. But disrespecting the elderly is another matter."

Old Chen directly interrupted Pan Qiao's words, and his tone became even colder by three points.

She has never hidden her identity, and anyone with a little knowledge can indeed find out who she is.

But this does not mean that she will treat her family affairs as a topic of conversation and be talked about as a joke.

"I will warn you one last time. Raise your hands and surrender, don't make unnecessary resistance. Your conspiracy is impossible to succeed, and it is wise to stop losses as soon as possible."

"...Conspiracy. Do you call our righteous cause, which pays everything, a conspiracy?"

Pan Qiao set up the automatic cruise control without haste, and let the cruise ship keep the speed and move forward automatically, and then slowly turned around.

He took off his hat, revealing a head of white hair, but his eyes were so sharp that he didn't look old at all:

"How can a person like you understand our cause? He was born noble, with excellent grades, and was able to ascend to the high position of the governor of a city at a young age. What do people with vested interests like you know?"

"Tsk... this old man."