Longmen Memoirs

she asked loudly.

"Is this your duchy? Is this your city and rule? Use inequality to create illusions, and use illusions to expand your influence?"

She slightly loosened the hilt of the sword at her waist, exhaled slightly, and held her head high.

"I can't bear it any longer. Even if I don't blame you for your hypocritical methods and twisted tactics, your deceptive claims and pretended kindness make me unbearable!"

The fire had already been ignited in her heart.

Even if it wasn't for the infected in the first place.

Chapter 30 Right and wrong

There was silence in the hall. In the silence, heavy rain filled the sky and the earth. From far to near, the fleeting pale lightning blocked the bright and gentle warm light in the empty hall, and the accompanying deafening thunder drowned everything in the world.

The short flash of lightning stretched the old man's thin voice into a long and narrow voice.

"I taught you, Tallulah."

The old man sighed softly: "I taught you - during this too peaceful time, they cannot accept equal treatment of each other."

"Unless we end this series of mediocre years, return to the era led by the late emperor, and return to Ursus's journey of blood and fire."

"You and I can accept their autonomy, just like the citizens of Colombia and Syracuse. But what about themselves? They will elect the next consul and the next noble, because they have no respect for others and only fear power and violence. "

"Not only that, they don't allow anyone to be braver, smarter, kinder, and more merciful than them...unless you are their duke or their emperor."

He lowered his eyes and followed the instructions, as if an old man was teaching the young, energetic, naive and ignorant younger members of the family.

"You sympathize with them, you sympathize with my subjects, and you sympathize with the citizens who are forced to have nowhere to escape by tax collectors and bureaucrats."

He nodded calmly: "That's good."

"And even if you keep forcing yourself to spit out those words that insult the infected... I still vaguely remember them."

He said, seeming to remember Tallulah's little moves that she kept from him: "You keep adjusting my policies, trying to protect them more, even at the expense of arousing the anger of the citizens."

He sighed and sighed, as if he was dealing with the mess of a junior who was ignorant and did something wrong.

"It took me a long time to calm them down, Tallulah."

"I don't sympathize with them!" Tallulah argued.

"You do love them."

"you……?!"

"I'm very pleased, Tallulah, that you really value them. You are becoming more and more like me, my daughter."

This sentence made her feel very sick, especially when the people in front of her claimed to value them, but never cared about their life or death. This was shamelessly disgusting.

"...How can you have the nerve to say such things again?!"

The old man didn't care about the contempt in her eyes.

"But such a shallow act of yours is impossible to succeed." The old man said.

"How do you know what I'm going to do? You don't have the ability..." She resisted subconsciously.

The old man chuckled.

"I don't need to know what you want to do, even if everyone wants a good result - these people will still fail." The old man whispered softly: "Tallulah, Tallulah, because they want a good result and Your dreams are different in nature.”

"You can't make different people agree with the same behavior. Their disputes, conflicts and chaos are inevitable."

"How does a Sarkarz face a Sarkota? How does a Casimir face an Ursus? How does a strong but hardworking bear face an arrogant but incompetent Hippogriff? "

Tallulah fell silent.

"Are you going to tell them what to do?" the old man asked: "What an arrogant idea, my daughter! Do you want to use your appearance and identity to call them to do something?"

The old man suddenly sighed: "Ah, of course, I know, you can definitely do it."

"Tallulah, you will rule those who are destined to be ruled by you. You have inherited the knowledge of the black snake, flowed with the blood of the red dragon, stepped on the land of the bear, and read the history of the Hippogriff."

You have the seeds of Victoria, Yanguo, Ursus and Gaul. You inherit the best parts of these empires. You are so important, my daughter.

"But someone told me that no one is born to be ruled by others." After a brief silence, Tallulah seemed to have thought of something, and the anger in her eyes slowly became calmer.

She just thought of those conversations in the orphanage many years ago, of that special person, of his knowledge, of his words, so she began to try to take his place in his thinking.

What would he answer?

After all, Tallulah was still young at that time, but she could still imagine how he would answer, because he had always been unique, and because of his words, when Tallulah thought about it now that she had grown up, she felt that it was shocking. Feeling bold.

She thought of those stories again, and of the monkey who had been trapped under the Five Elements Mountain for 500 years.

[Will the monkey regret it? ] she asked.

[The monkey knows it, but the great sage does not. 】

【why? 】

[Because the sky is so high, it will always press on people’s heads. If you don’t go up and take a look, no one will know what it is like up there. Those gods in the sky are not born gods, and those people on the earth will not be immortal forever. It's the common people. Speaking of this, I think of a god with three eyes. I'll tell you his story next time. You will definitely like it. 】

Tallulah slowly calmed down. She looked at the old man in front of her, this gloomy black snake. He was still going on.

"But they long for your rule. They have been waiting for someone like you to rule them all their lives. Ursus will tremble for you, my daughter." The old man spoke calmly and firmly.

“He who rules over others shall be ruled by the stronger, Cosiche.”

"Ah, that is even more part of my concept. Tallulah, let me teach you the last lesson."

"……Um?"

Tallulah's doubts and hesitation made the smile on the old man's lips become more obvious, but he didn't know that her daughter thought of other things in her mind.

[But won’t they be replaced by someone more powerful than them? 】She asked about it.

[Yes, but it doesn’t necessarily mean you are more powerful than them, Tallulah. ] He said: [You have to know that no one can guarantee that their rule will continue forever, especially a rule implemented by violence. He will not last long. As you said, there will be more powerful ones to replace them. 】

[This idea is correct, but it is also wrong.Because when everything is based on the prestige of a certain person, once he passes away, everything he leaves behind will fall apart. Therefore, this is an unstable and weak-sighted and cowardly way of governance. They only care about immediate interests, and you have to understand that when you, a ruler, can capture what everyone is thinking and when he can fulfill his promises, he does not need to become more powerful than anyone else, because People believed in him and supported him. ] He said: [But it is more difficult to do it, because you have to step down from the throne, you have to give up your detached status, no one can do it, you have to face their criticism, and you have to stick to your heart. 】

"Tallulah, we will transcend this short-lived and secular rule." The old man said loudly: "The late emperor is dead, but his shadow still casts on this land, and his will and thoughts have transcended that era."

"He inherited the true Ursus Empire, supported the prosperity of the land of Ursus, and allowed the people of Ursus to live happily." The old man's voice gradually deepened: "But once the sun is lost, the lush branches and leaves of Ursus will It will wither immediately, and there will be only lower creatures sucking nutrients from each other and more decay on this land."

"These people you see—"

"They like to commit violence, killing each other, self-inflicted abuse, fear and selfishness..."

"Your dreams and ideas attract them and educate them, but you don't know that they are not interested in anything you say... Tallulah, you should know this."

"They have lived on this land for countless years and are accustomed to a deeply ingrained way of life, but you are just a stranger who breaks into their lives."

The old man talked eloquently: "The so-called rulers, the so-called nobility, the so-called army... are just stronger people, pampered people, and trained people."

"Territories will change, armies will be rebuilt, and rule will collapse... No rule can last, except for the will of the Ursus people to follow voluntarily. It never rules, it only advances."

The old man's words seemed to be mocking.

"Your small favors are rewarded with obedience and unrealistic expectations."

"How do you know what they should be like? Ursus destroyed them into this!"

"Of course I know, ah, I know it too well." The old man sighed: "Do you think so, that they will follow you? For bread, potatoes, pure water and bonfires? You will promise them this? ?"

Two words were fighting in Tallulah's mind.

"They will, and then, when they're hungry, their first thought is to eat away at you, and if you have unrealistic fantasies about them, you're going to hate them, you're going to hate them."

The argument finally came to an end because of this sentence.

"I'm not you, Cosiche."

Tallulah retorted: "I'm nothing like you."

"But you are already the same as me, you just haven't been pleasantly surprised yet." The old man replied calmly: "In fact, you can use everything in your hands. If you have a goal, then go ahead and use terror to destroy terror. , Use life to rule life, use sacrifice to guide sacrifice, use ignorance to cultivate ignorance, and use pain to create pain.”

"You have learned all these methods. This is already your weapon. All you have to do is learn to use it...get used to it."

The old man whispered: "Until the people you love truly understand their country and the meaning of their existence."

Tallulah frowned in disgust.

"I don't even know what you are talking about."

In her opinion, the old man in front of her must have a mental problem. To put it simply, he has a brain disease.

"All of this is true, and you will face all of this." The old man continued calmly, and seemed to have thought of something. Looking at Tallulah's disgust, he changed his words.

"Let's do this, my daughter, if you don't believe me, I am willing to make a bet with you." The old man said: "The Origin Stone skills I have cultivated in you over the years have already taken root and sprouted, and now it is time to bear fruit. "

Calm words.

But Tallulah never minded trying to figure out her "father" with the utmost vigilance and malice.

"For the rest of your life, all you have to do is doubt everything you stand for, all you have to do is have a little hatred for what you claim is your fellow countrymen, and those who deserve to be free..."

Maybe this is just a premeditated trap, maybe Talu【~

Now we only need to add the last trigger for this spell.

"You will immediately fulfill the bet between us, and then you will embark on the path I taught you."

"Maybe in the next few years, you will be lucky enough to not encounter these conditions for a while, and you will happen to live in a fairy tale land."

"The person you are facing may happen to have difficulties, and they can be understood, and they can be understood as being forced to have no choice..."

The old man's hand slowly dropped on the armrest: "I can wait, this country can wait, three years, five years, ten years, 100 years, you will only get the same answer, although your life as an infected person will not It will take a long time, but I know that day will come, that day will come, and everything you do will confirm your argument and mine.”

His words were like a trap, urging Tallulah to accept the bet to complete the spell, but he was never a guy who kept his promises. For example, he deliberately arranged for his subordinates to target Tallulah's behavior, such as letting her happen to When you encounter everything you said, you destroy it with your own hands.

In Ursus, he has this ability.

This bet was unfair from the beginning.

"The Ursus Empire is in a period of continuous illness. Ascension will not grow in barren land, and the dark land can only bloom flowers of corruption."

"You will be betrayed by the people you love, you will see your friends die because of you, and you will find that your expectations for the future have no meaning."

The old man whispered: "Because everything you do in the eyes of others cannot make up for the pressure your identity brings to you."

“You will discover that we are all expendable, you will discover that everyone loves himself more than his neighbor, and you will know that the symbol of struggle that you are so proud of is nothing at all.”

"You'll see that the land you've put everything into doesn't want you."

"You will see everything you think and do come to nothing. You will see them spurn everything you respect. Life, dignity and ideas are meaningless."

"Because these people, these people you call noble, are just a bunch of walking corpses."

The old man stood up and looked down at the young Drake: "What happened to me, you will also happen to."

This series of words surprised young Drake. Coldness spread in his body, followed by unwillingness and resentment.

"You want...you want me...to surrender...!" She gritted her teeth and said coldly.

"No, no, I am indeed using this Origin Stone skill. This is not a deception or a threat." The old man paused and said, "It's just that my spell is very weak, and everything I teach you also constitutes this spell. Base."

"This spell will have no effect when you deny me, but once you agree with me, once you understand me, once you understand what kind of land you are on..."

“Tick tock, tick tock, thump, thump, thump.”

The old man imitated the sound of the hour hand and the beating of his heart.

"You will become me, and the future of Ursus will be in your hands from now on."

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the old man's shadow was projected on the wall behind him, like a vicious and ferocious black snake overlooking the young Drake in front of him.

Tallulah subconsciously stepped back in panic, then stopped when she realized her fear.

Chapter 31 Fate

Tallulah looked at the old man on the steps in disbelief.

"...What did you say?" She asked in disbelief: "This...what are you talking about?"

"Consciousness manipulation? Thought suggestion? Are you crazy? It was you who taught me how to fight these spells, and it was you who told me how to crack the source stone skills of these minds!"

It was hard not to be shocked by this, the truth was beyond her acceptance and understanding.

"No, how could I use those despicable and harmful spells on my heirs?" The old man replied calmly: "My spells only speed up a process, speeding up your understanding of this land, questioning yourself, doubting yourself, and hating yourself. I looked directly at my own process again.”