Longmen Memoirs

"Yes, I remember." Theresa said: "Looking at your appearance now, your injury doesn't matter anymore?"

"Thanks to Babel's medical care and attention, even though it was boring to lie in bed, we didn't have this kind of treatment in the past."

"As long as you can get used to it. Have you decided to stay in this way of dressing up?" Theresia asked, looking at Chen Mo again. Chen Mo shook his head and motioned to Scout who was standing aside.

"...That's it, Your Highness." Scout explained: "Most of the mercenary team escorting the ship decided to stay in the Tower of Babel, but their suitable positions have not been decided yet. This W has been temporarily asked to assist. We handle security at the Tower of Babel.”

"Thank you for your hard work, W." Theresia smiled gently at W.

The latter seemed a little flattered.

That was the first time Chen Mo saw W's appearance, and maybe it will be the same in the future. It's not without reason that she cares about Theresia so much. Just like every child before becoming an adult, there will always be some discomfort in his heart. A realistic dream, they long for someone and something, trying to be like her.

It's just that children can still be regarded as innocent and childish at that time, but once they grow up, they realize that there is often an insurmountable gap in reality.

For every Sakazian, most of them grew up listening to Theresia's story. Theresia has many meanings to Sakaz and Kazdaele that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Her identity is just one of them. She was once a hero who saved the country and is remembered by everyone. But when the characters in the story appear in reality, it is difficult for anyone to remain unshakable.

Chen Mo was not Sakaz, so he could not understand that feeling, nor could he understand Sakaz's admiration for Theresia. She was once regarded as faith, a visible faith.

The Sakaz people never believe in gods, but most Sakaz believe in their monarch, who is called the Demon King by the world. It has become a spiritual symbol of the Sakaz people, derived from the blood flowing in the body's veins. and thousands of years of displacement.

When each generation of demon kings passed away, Sakaz could vaguely detect the faint cry from his blood, and Chen Mo heard more than once that there were many farsighted Sakaz in various places who regarded the current royal court as alien.

Theresia lost her throne, but there are some things that are not only tied to that high position, but are rooted in this chaotic and dark era and have always been lurking in everyone's heart.

Just like the refugees in the wilderness of Ursus, when they talk about their hopes, they always say "Your Majesty is above all" unconsciously.

This is their life, not that all people are born equal and have natural human rights.

This is the third time that Chen Mo has seen the mercenary named W. Of course, in W's eyes, this should be the second time, but even if Miss W knew that she was carrying the seriously injured and unconscious woman back to the Tower of Babel from the battlefield, This person is the guy she has always wanted to kill and subconsciously rejected, so she probably won't be very grateful in her heart.

She is indeed such a person.

Some are crazy, some are arrogant, some are unreasonable, but there are also some persistences that others cannot understand, or paranoia. This kind of paranoia is almost deeply rooted in the bone marrow, so that those things that seem meaningless in the eyes of others are insignificant in the eyes of others. She could do it with a smile even though it was no different from committing suicide.

Tearing apart the enemy's bones with a smile, laughing at the fear and struggle in the enemy's pupils before death, and listening to the enemy's weak cry before death.

Many people who have been on the battlefield have similar common problems.

People are becoming less and less like humans and have become animals that can only walk. Just like the Origin Stone Worm seeking death due to the breath of the Origin Stone, war is also eroding everyone who comes into contact with it. The deeper the contact, the more... The harder it is to extricate yourself.

Sometimes it's intoxicating.

Chen Mo also inevitably fell into it. There was no right or wrong, no cycle of cause and effect, only endless blood and the fallen figure of the enemy.

Everything comes so easily.

The humanity in the Sakaz people is gradually passing away in such long and endless internal friction, which is lamentable and sad.

And what happened here in Kazdaele was also repeated countless times in every corner of this land. They were given names that were different from Sakaz...the infected.

In fact, in the eyes of most people, there is no difference between Sakaz and infected people. They are also prejudiced, discriminated against, and excluded. It is just that compared to most infected people who are weak and helpless, Sakaz who left Kazdaele is probably They are not considered weak, but they also left their homeland to survive and did various unpopular jobs, which slowly spread the image of Sakaz to other people.

The prejudices in people's hearts are like a big mountain. The longer they last, the more difficult they are to change. They can be as small as a family or as large as a race.

With the acquiescence of Scout and Theresia, w followed Chen Mo. She tried her best not to look at the figure of the doctor who was obsessed with him and exuded inexplicable fear in her heart. The doctor did not mention her, which made her feel sad. He breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn’t want to be taken care of by this guy named Doctor. In fact, what W didn’t know was that Ines and Hedley had the same idea. Regarding the hidden commander of the Tower of Babel, Kazdel had always There are rumors about his experiences, but most of them are not good things.

Rather than admiration, people are more afraid of the unknown, even if they are Sakaz, especially when that person is shrouded in an invisible shadow.

The doctor's situation is no better than Chen Mo. Kelsey is still wary and wary of his origins. The soldiers in the Tower of Babel also fear the doctor more than they admire him.

Rather, compared to Chen Mo, the doctor's situation is even more bizarre. If it weren't for Theresa's trust, he might not be able to sit in this position.

In the eyes of others, the Doctor is the commander of the Tower of Babel, with a high position of authority, but only a few people know why he became the commander of the Tower of Babel. Even Chen Mo still can't see clearly what is in the Doctor's heart. What are you pursuing?

What is he pursuing?

Kazdel's re-emergence, the ideal and future that Babel and Theresia look forward to, he and Babel stand side by side, but their identity is a mystery and they are in an embarrassing situation.

The doctor never clearly stated his demands. It seemed that every time, people wanted to listen to his opinions and suggestions, but never asked what he really wanted.

Maybe everyone has forgotten, or maybe they never thought that the doctor would have such an idea.

Chen Mo talked with Theresia, talking about the subsequent meeting of lords, and the trends in the eastern part of Kazdaele. He did not go to Tigrai, and now this city still belongs to the Tower of Babel, which once sent The concepts with high hopes will take root and sprout here, and will also face the first storms and doubts.

This is the path Theresia has chosen.

The doctor would express some opinions from time to time, but he rarely expressed anything clearly. Everything seemed to be asking Theresia for her own opinion. Topics that were not mentioned occasionally still made Theresia deep in thought.

w just looked at this weird scene.

She couldn't imagine the atmosphere of conflict between the three of them. Scout didn't intervene in the discussion. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he knew he couldn't.

I don't know since when, the boy who was rescued on the evacuation route gradually became stranger to him as his face that used to be slightly immature became more and more mature.

But this feeling is actually not bad, because Scout has seen everything about this city with his own eyes.

He always remembered that on the afternoon when the camp was attacked, the embarrassed Brother Chen, stained with yet-to-dry blood, leaned against the collapsed wall. The dim sunset at the end of the horizon slanted to reflect the blood on his face and body.

There was a broken Sakaz sword inserted beside him. He just leaned on it, took the cigarette he handed to him, and lit it with his blood-stained fingers. The sunset was fading away in the diffuse smoke.

He asked himself if he had known the attack would happen.

Scout's answer is not so sure.

But he already knew the answer in his heart【/|

Later, Scout heard someone say that he had blocked several incoming teams that day, and the broken sword stuck beside him was just one of them.

But few people knew that he was carrying a fragment of the glass ball in his bag. The golden sunset in the fragment looked so bright, carrying a child's wish that he had not yet had time to express.

It's so inconspicuous, but it's still unforgettable, just like how it was impossible to recall the lives that died at his hands.

Chapter 23 Miss W’s love and hatred ([-]): It’s your own fault

Gray Parliament Building

June 1090, 5, Crystalline Era

The night before the military meeting of the lords of the Eastern Territory was held

"You are more qualified for the task here than you thought."

Scout looked at W who found him in front of him to report the mission. The latter was carrying her own weapons and her uniform was printed with the emblem of the Tower of Babel, proving that she had indeed joined this organization.

Mercenary W clearly chose his place in this war.

"It seems that Askaron's proposal was correct. There are also your two friends. Although they did not accept the doctor's invitation to stay, they still did a good job."

"But you didn't mention that they stayed in Liting and under that man's command." W said: "Why are no other people in the Tower of Babel willing to mention them?"

"You already know, don't you? Their mission is different from the Tower of Babel. It represents the meaning of bifurcation, just like a tree's branches and leaves facing the sun and its invisible root system buried in the soil."

"Just say that the people in the Tower of Babel don't want to see them, I can understand." W smiled: "Ah, it seems to be the same everywhere, I feel a little sympathy for Ines and Hedley. Compared to them, at least I’m living a good life now.”

"If you are good at interrogating spies, you did a good job." Scout praised.

"Ah, so did Theresia say anything?" W asked.

"...If you just want to be praised by His Highness, you can try to take credit yourself." Scout suggested, and then added: "...The premise is that you can avoid Ms. Kelsey."

"Then forget it." W said with a disappointed look on his face: "That damn woman rarely leaves Theresa for half a step, blah, it's really annoying."

She is not good at dealing with Kelsey, especially the other person's eyes that seem to see through her disguise at a glance and her slightly sarcastic words. W hates dealing with Kelsey more than that person, at least the latter looks at least Much easier to deal with.

"Then where are they now?" She still wanted to give it a try.

Scout was a little surprised.

"You still want to go even though you know that?"

"I'm just going to take a look. I won't get scolded if I take a look, right?" W asked.

Scout's mouth twitched and he looked W up and down for half a second.

"Who is more annoying?"

"I fought tooth and nail for you to dig out seven spies from the refugees pouring into Grai! Seven in total! There is also a magician. Do you know how hard it is to make yourself look like a refugee?" W shouted. road.

"Keep your voice down, your existence and the content of your mission are confidential... Sigh."

Scout sighed.

w is indeed good, but unfortunately, her value is directly proportional to the risk of using her.

"I really suggest that you should change your temper. Your abilities will be of more use in the future."

"Thank you, but this is just how I am, and I can't change it even if I want to." He replied with a smile.

"Then you know your mission well, and I remember that the doctor asked that at least one person be left alive..." Scout added.

"I'm not good at saving people. He committed suicide faster than I could kill him. What should I do?" W said innocently, then asked: "And that guy is more ruthless than me. I've heard that But, he never leaves anyone alive."

"Don't mention his name in your mouth, w." Scout looked at w with strange eyes: "I don't know if you have noticed it, but you have been talking about him all this time, it's almost [#>

"Well..." W was stunned, not knowing how to refute.

"I'm doing this for your own good, w. Brother Chen is not as simple as you seem on the surface. You don't know about him. Alas, I can probably guess that you are a little envious of his relationship with His Highness, and Kelxi and The doctor would not have any objection to his association with His Highness, unlike you."

w opened his mouth.

"This is my business. I just need to complete the tasks you gave me. Don't meddle in your own business, Scout."

"I advise you not to run to the camp in Liting all the time." Scout added. "You care about your companions, but what you should do more is take care of yourself."

"You spy on me!"

"No, but your whereabouts are not secretive."

"Hey." W stared at Scout suspiciously.

Scout wisely skipped the topic. Although he was w's nominal boss, w was still not very obedient to discipline.

"They are on the bridge of Rhode Island, and Amiya should be there too."

"How can I remember so many names? Others don't matter. Who cares." W waved his hands and turned around.

"Then just...wait a minute, what are you holding in your hand?" Scout then noticed that there was something in the hand that W was waving.

"Huh?" W was confused for a second and looked at Scout's eyes: "Small cameras snatched from spies are rare, right?"

She waved it in her hand to show off.

"You shouldn't..."

Scout hesitated to speak.

"Huh? Normally, would anyone give up the opportunity to take a photo with His Highness?" W asked naturally.

"...Well, even if you are treated as a spy by Ms. Kelsey, I will not speak for you."

Scout is probably already familiar with W's difficult character. She is indeed a rare outlier. Most people have her ideas, but rarely try them. But she is the kind of person who will do whatever comes to her mind. People like that pretty much follow their own temperament.

"That's right, that's right." W remembered something again. "How did these spies get in?"

"Gray's meeting caused a big reaction from all over Kazdaele. There are not a few people sneaking in under this name these days, especially those who need to pay attention to the entourage brought by the lords and powerful people, but these things are as Karen will take care of it personally, so we don’t need to worry about it.”

"But don't you think lately... we've been fighting every battle a little weird?"

"This is not something we should point fingers at. If you are dissatisfied, go to the doctor."

"Doctor, uh." W said with a hint of disgust, "Forget it then."

W found Theresa at the front dock of Rhodes Island. He was far away hiding behind the containers at the dock.

The following is Miss W’s reaction at that time.

(Where are they? Sure enough, they are all here. It’s better to hide for a while.)

(Who is that little bunny? It’s so annoying, her ears are covering Theresia, isn’t it!)

(It's Kelsey...she didn't come over? Didn't she see it?)

(Oops, why is the doctor here... If that person enters the photo frame, will it turn the photo into something ominous...)

(Ah, Theresa smiled, what the hell, don’t miss the opportunity again!)

wRaise the camera.

"eggplant……!"